Chapter 1674 Fierce fighting in the palace
Zheng!
In mid-air, there was a sound of swords clashing.
The bloody long sword and the Hongchen soft sword fought each other. Both sides were evenly matched and both flew back.
A sneer came from outside the palace, and two figures rushed in like ghosts.
The movement skills of these two people were exactly the same, both were erratic and their whereabouts were unpredictable. As soon as they entered the door, they separated in a tacit understanding. One of them rushed straight towards Demon Lord Qingyun, while the other stopped Xiao Hongchen.
Faced with this sudden change, Xiao Hongchen’s expression changed slightly.
In fact, she hates Demon Lord Qingyun so much that she can be said to be the person who wants him dead the most in the world.
But not now.
Because his most cherished "Heng'er" is still in the other party's hands, he must not let Demon Lord Qingyun die before he finds his biological son.
Therefore, the moment the two people rushed into the hall, Xiao Hongchen immediately activated his magic weapon "Hongchen Xianling" to help Demon Lord Qingyun without even thinking about it.
"Fairy, please stay."
A cold voice came from mid-air.
I saw a tall, one-armed man with inverted eyebrows, a high nose, a leopard head and eyes, holding a long bloody knife, standing in front of her.
A cold aura emanated from the opponent's body. It was a kind of killing aura that he tried his best to suppress. It gave Xiao Hongchen an illusion, as if the person in front of him might lose his mind at any time and become a murderer who only knows how to kill. of ferocious beasts.
"Yang Fan?!"
A look of surprise appeared on Xiao Hongchen's face.
The man in black in front of me is one of the twelve tribulations invited by Canglong, the one-armed god king of Wuwuhai, Yang Fan!
"I don't want to be an enemy of the fairy, so please stay on the sidelines, otherwise you will not blame me for being ruthless."
Yang Fan's voice did not contain any emotion, or in other words, he had already lost it. Emotions.
Xiao Hongchen's face looked a little confused.
She glanced into the distance and saw the figure of a man in black robes already behind Demon Lord Qingyun.
The demonic energy around this man is overwhelming, and there is a purple demonic fire in the palm of his right hand. The demonic fire is burning, as if it is going to burn everything in the hall.
Boom!
The man in black robe did not hesitate at all, and directly slapped Demon Lord Qingyun with his palm. The terrifying demonic fire spread rapidly and enveloped Demon Lord Qingyun in just an instant.
Seeing Demon Lord Qingyun being attacked by someone, Xiao Hongchen's expression changed drastically.
She is not worried about Demon Lord Qingyun, but she is worried that after the death of Demon Lord Qingyun, she will never be able to find her biological son again.
“Don’t stop me!”
Xiao Hongchen’s face was crazy, he couldn’t care anymore, he jumped up and flew in the direction of Demon Lord Qingyun.
“In that case, I’m offended.”
Yang Fan's voice was very cold. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the blood knife unsheathed, drawing a half-moon arc in mid-air, and slashing straight towards Xiao Hongchen's position.
Although Xiao Hongchen was excited, she did not take it lightly. Seeing Yang Fan coming to kill from the side, her heart moved. The "Hongchen Fairy Silk" transformed into various magical weapons and blades according to her wishes.
“Go!”
Xiao Hongchen waved his sleeves, and all the magic weapons transformed from the “Hongchen Fairy Ling” stabbed Yang Fan.
However, Yang Fan was extremely fast, darting back and forth in the red tide of the sky, avoiding dozens of attacks from Xiao Hongchen. At the same time, he dodged and was close to the opponent in just an instant.
Seeing that this person was approaching fiercely, Xiao Hongchen had a solemn expression and did not dare to go around him directly to support Demon Lord Qingyun. He could only pinch the magic formula in his hand and let the "Red Dust Immortal Silk" roll in from all directions, trying to restrain his opponent halfway. .
Brush! brush! brush!
The blood sword flashed in mid-air and slashed several times, smashing hundreds of red ribbons around it to pieces!
Countless fragments fell from the air, like a scarlet rain of blood.
“What a strong killing intent!”
Xiao Hongchen's eyes were full of shock.
You must know that her "Red Dust Immortal Silk" is good at overcoming strength with softness. No matter how powerful the opponent is, as long as they enter the scope of this magic weapon, they will be unable to exert any strength, as if they are preparing a punch. On the cotton, there is nowhere to focus.
However, Yang Fan's body contained terrifying murderous intent, dozens of times that of ordinary monks.
These murderous intentions condensed and formed, and became his means of defeating the enemy. Although the "Red Dust Immortal Silk" used softness to overcome strength, it could not withstand such a powerful murderous intention and was torn to pieces in mid-air!
At this time, Yang Fan was like a ferocious beast, with red eyes staring at Xiao Hongchen.
He has only one purpose, and that is to cut his opponent into pieces, and he will never give up until he achieves his goal!
Brush!
In just the blink of an eye, Yang Fan had broken through Xiao Hongchen’s magic weapon blockade and arrived above her head.
"Death!"
As the cold voice sounded, Yang Fan raised his knife and slashed at his opponent's neck.
At this moment, swords flashed across the sky, and murderous intent filled the sky!
Xiao Hongchen’s pupils shrank suddenly. The feeling of being on the verge of death made her dare not hold back any more. She pinched the spells with both hands, and light blue runes flew out of her body one by one, flying in the air. It turned into dozens of sealing talismans, sealing Yang Fan's figure within them.
Weird power came from all directions, and it seemed that there were invisible chains locking Yang Fan's hands and feet.
As a result, the speed of the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword slowed down a lot. Xiao Hongchen regained his composure, and the escaping light suddenly shot up, grazing the edge of the blade and just barely avoiding it.
Seeing that he missed the target, Yang Fan did not show any signs of frustration. The killing intent surged in his body, instantly shattering the surrounding blue runes. At the same time, he bullied himself and used the bloody knife to take out his opponent's life gate. !
But at this time Xiao Hongchen had calmed down.
While her body was flying backward, she took continuous shots with both palms. The blue runes in mid-air gathered together and actually condensed into a boat with a thousand lanterns.
This painting boat is dozens of feet long, and it is covered with various kinds of oil paper lanterns. There are thousands of them. Each lantern contains various emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Emotions, these are the "Six Desires of the World" that she has practiced for many years!
Laughing at Hongchen’s love, she is about to overcome the catastrophe. This painted boat is a magic weapon she refined by observing the joys and sorrows of the world and collecting the seven emotions and six desires of all living beings in this world.
As long as a person has a little distracting thought, entering this magic weapon, he can give birth to various delusions such as greed, anger and ignorance. In the end, he will be trapped by his own obsession and will never be able to leave the boat.
Due to the sudden incident, Yang Fan had no time to change direction. When he was illuminated by the lantern of the painted boat, his consciousness went blank. When he woke up, he was already on the painted boat.
Facing the colorful oil paper lanterns around him, although Yang Fan's expression did not change, he did not act rashly.
He held the sword in front of him, his murderous intention solidified, turning into black wind and rushing towards every corner of the boat.
Soon, the wooden planks, sails, and lanterns of the boat were all chopped into pieces by the black wind. Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his body turned into an afterimage, trying to rush out of the magic weapon.
However, as soon as he took action, the surroundings lit up with colorful rays of light, and the world spun around him. For a moment, various emotions such as pain, joy, sorrow, etc. flooded into his heart, causing his consciousness to appear for a moment. confused.
"What's going on?"
Yang Fan's eyes were slightly confused, but his determination was different from ordinary people. He quickly suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.
Looking at this moment, I am still in the boat. The surrounding canvas, wooden planks, and ship sides are all in good condition, and they have not been chopped into pieces by me at all.
And those strange oil-paper lanterns are all hanging on the boat, emitting light of different colors and looking strange and unpredictable. "Once you enter my 'Thousand Lanterns Fantasy Boat', don't even think about getting out!"
Xiao Hongchen had completely stabilized the situation at this time, with a cold expression on his face and his hands clasping hands.
Under her spell, the oil paper lanterns on the boat flickered on and off, and Yang Fan's figure was shrouded in various colors of rays of light. For a time, various complex emotions such as joy, anger, sadness, and joy surged into his heart. , causing Yang Fan's eyes to become confused again.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Yang Fan fell into madness on the boat.
His eyes were extremely red, and blood swords were flying around him. The terrifying sword light swept in all directions, but there was no way to focus on the painting. Not to mention hurting Xiao Hongchen, even this magic weapon The "illusion world" cannot be broken.
"It seems that you also have a past that makes you feel so sad and angry."
Xiao Hongchen saw Yang Fan's state in his eyes and sighed softly in his heart.
Although monks are transcendent, they are still from the mortal world. Thousands of years of hard training may seem like they have no desires, but in fact there are always some past events that are deeply ingrained in their memories.
Yang Fan entered Taoism through fighting, and he seemed to be unkind and unrighteous, but in fact, he also had a past that he could not let go of.
Human beings have weaknesses. As long as he has not completely fallen into the path of killing, there will be flaws, but they are hidden deeply by him.
But in the "Thousand Lanterns Phantom Boat", this weakness will be infinitely magnified. The harder it is suppressed, the more severe the backlash will be at this time.
Yang Fan faced his inner demons and fell into complete madness.
His eyes were blood-red, filled with killing intent, and he was slashing wildly, as if he was killing an invisible opponent, or perhaps fighting against his former self.
But no matter who the opponent in his heart was, he had already fallen into Xiao Hongchen’s trap.
On the "Thousand Lanterns Fantasy Boat", the opponent will sink deeper and deeper, and may sink or become crazy to death. But no matter what, there is only one ending, and that is to become Xiao Hongchen's puppet.
Seeing that Yang Fan was under his control, Xiao Hongchen no longer cared about him, and turned to look at Demon Lord Qingyun in the distance.
At this moment, on the other side of the hall.
A figure in black robes stood proudly in front of the statue, with demonic aura around him. The purple demonic fire in his hands surged out and enveloped the figure of Demon Lord Qingyun.
Xiao Hongchen’s face changed slightly.
She searched carefully for a moment and found that she could no longer sense the aura of Demon Lord Qingyun!
"Did you kill him?" Xiao Hongchen asked in shock.
"Haha, fairy, there is no need to thank me. I know this person has a grudge against you, so I will help you avenge him today!" The man in black robe turned his back to her and laughed.
“You are Sima Han!”
Xiao Hongchen heard his voice and his face became even more surprised.
“Yes, I am Sima Han!”
The man in black robe slowly turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked calm.
Seeing this man's face clearly, and then looking at the demonic fire behind him that had swallowed up Demon Lord Qingyun, Xiao Hongchen felt confused for a moment.
The purpose of her coming to Wuzhuang Mountain this time was very simple, just for the "Linglong Fortune Fruit" and a series of benefits promised by Canglong. She had no other purpose at all.
Unexpectedly, because of the appearance of Demon Lord Qingyun, he actually stepped into the quagmire.
Sima Han, Yang Fan and others appeared here one after another, indicating that they had been forced into the whirlpool. Even if they wanted to give up at this time, they could no longer help themselves.
What's more, only Demon Lord Qingyun knows the news about "Heng'er". If he dies, his clues will be cut off!
Seeing Xiao Hongchen’s face change again and again, Sima Han smiled slightly and said: "Your mistress is dead, there is no point in helping him anymore. There is no enmity between you and me, so there is no need to take action. "How about you just retreat and I'll pretend nothing happened?"
After hearing this, Xiao Hongchen's eyes flickered slightly and he did not respond immediately.
"Fairy, what are you still hesitating about? Do you also want to learn my magic skills?" Sima coldly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden voice suddenly sounded behind him:
"Your magic power is nothing more than this!"
Hearing this voice, Sima Han's face changed drastically, he turned around suddenly and slapped his palm backwards.
The powerful demonic energy condensed into a purple palm print and roared away towards the source of the sound.
However, when the demonic energy rushed in, there was no strange phenomenon in the void, not even a trace of spiritual power fluctuations.
Sima Han slapped the air with his palm and his expression changed slightly.
Before he could react, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to spin, like a vortex of mud and rocks, trying to absorb him.
“Huh?”
Sima Han was startled, and the light on his body activated, soaring upward into the sky.
However, he had just flown halfway when the temperature in mid-air suddenly dropped. With him as the center, an area of about ten feet in radius quickly froze, forming a thick ice coffin.
Sima Han's figure was trapped in mid-air, his speed slowed down, and he was unable to advance or retreat.
Seeing that the power of ice around him was getting thicker and thicker, Sima Han's eyes flashed with light, and he suddenly roared, and thousands of demonic lights flashed out from the back of his head.
These demonic lights were extremely sharp, like butcher knives, galloping through the air, quickly cutting through the ice coffin that sealed him.
The ice coffin was broken. Sima Han did not hesitate. He turned into light and was extremely fast. He rushed out of the crack in the ice coffin with just a thought.
After he escaped from the ice coffin, he waved his hand in mid-air, and the purple magic fire instantly gathered and returned to the palm of his hand.
Looking at the location of Demon Lord Qingyun, there is no figure at all. Instead, there is a loess stone statue, which looks somewhat similar to Demon Lord Qingyun.
"No wonder the 'Purple Extreme Demonic Fire' can't hurt you, it turns out to be the power of the Houtu Law!"
Sima Han narrowed his eyes slightly and looked somewhere in the void.
"Qingyun Demon Lord, who are you? You have cultivated the power of Houtu Law and the Ice Law to such a profound extent at the same time!"
"Haha."< br>
A chuckle came from mid-air.
Where Sima Han was looking, ripples appeared in the sky, and a moment later, a figure in a green robe slowly appeared.
The Demon Lord Qingyun appeared again with a calm face, a sarcastic smile hanging on the corner of his mouth:
"Sima Han, you are not simple either! As far as I know, the technique you just used Isn’t it the magic power of Tianmo Mountain?”
(End of this chapter)