Chapter 526: Eight Fake and One Real
In the past few days, Jinghong Pen Qi Ling has grown to the age of eighteen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and has stopped changing since then.
This is exactly what the snow girl looked like before she melted.
Every time she appears, Gu Xu will always be in a trance and go back to the time when Man Dahuang was on the run - Xue Nu was loyal to be his bodyguard in order to get his blood.
It’s just different from the original Snow Girl.
The weapon spirit's eyes are no longer dark holes, but as clear as glass. Gu Xu could clearly see his reflection in her eyes.
The "Jinghong Pen" was now held in her hand.
She raised her pen in the wind and splashed ink in the air.
I saw that the stars had shrunk their brilliance, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and the sky became gloomy.
In the darkness, snowflakes fell quietly.
At first it was like a white butterfly dancing.
Soon, the falling snowflakes gradually became denser, and the wind became more and more biting. An indescribable murderous aura filled the streets of Yishui.
The ruins on both sides were instantly covered by thick layers of snow. The entire county was swallowed up by the cold atmosphere, like a dark and forgotten tomb.
“Three hundred thousand jade dragons were killed in the battle, and the Wind Scroll of Defeated Scales flew all over the sky.”
The spell created by Gu Xu, “Wind Scroll of Defeated Scales”, once again appeared in her hands.
At this moment, the snowflakes in the sky had turned into sharp blades, turning around and flying towards Xiao Zeyao's position.
Between the flying snowflakes, there is a dizzying illusion - soldiers in helmets and armors are marching up the Milky Way, launching a death-defying attack on the Heavenly Palace.
The swords were clanging, and the roar was loud.
The terrifying murderous intention hidden in the snowflakes forced Xiao Zeyao to avoid the edge temporarily.
His body instantly turned into disembodied black smoke, trying to avoid the overwhelming snow blades.
But the snowflakes of "Dead Scale Wind Roll" are by no means ordinary snowflakes.
Not long ago, it ignored all the defense and illusion methods of Kong Xuan Sanren and hit his body, causing all his clones to suffer serious injuries.
Xiao Zeyao is not much better than Kongxuan Sanren. If you don't consider the realm of Taoism, Xiao Zeyao was even a bit weaker than the original Kongxuan Sanren in terms of power alone after being sealed at the bottom of the well for many years.
He is naturally not immune to the tricks that Kongxuan Sanren cannot avoid.
Even though he turned into black smoke, he still clearly felt that these snow blades cut open his body and pierced his rotten flesh, causing his wounds to burn and erupt. Green smoke.
Although he has powerful self-healing abilities.
But there are too many snowflakes. To heal these numerous wounds would undoubtedly consume a lot of his strength and energy.
Gu Xu seized the opportunity and used "Xingyuan" to try to interfere with Xiao Zeyao's soul. At the same time, he used the power of "Qiankun" to attack Xiao Zeyao with sharp and dense space cracks.
Like streaks of black lightning, and like cracks on the mirror. The entire county seemed to be torn apart by these fissures.
Dharma, weapon spirit, and Gu Xu formed an extremely tacit cooperation at this moment.
Xiao Zeyao's body was cut into several pieces in an instant, like a painting being torn into cold puzzle pieces.
Of course, as a ghost, Xiao Zeyao will not die easily.
Every piece of his broken body turned into a wriggling shadow. Like a group of snakes in a swamp, or like surging mud, it exudes an eerie and strange atmosphere.
In an instant, every shadow condensed into a human shape.
Wearing a linen shirt and an iron mask.
Exactly the same as Xiao Zeyao before. However, from the line of cause and effect, Gu Xu could see that this was different from the clone created by Kong Xuan Sanren using the "puppet manipulation" spell.
These clones have no independent consciousness, cannot practice on their own, and their existence time is limited. To be precise, it's more like a fake body used to blind one's eyes.
"Eight fakes and one real one," Gu Xu narrowed his eyes and thought silently, "It is useless to attack the fake body. Only by finding the real one can we cause harm to Xiao Zeyao."
Xiao Zeyao's deception may cause great trouble to others.
But for Gu Xu, it is by no means a problem.
He didn't bother to find out which one was the real one.
Instead, he picked one at random and performed the first "Firefly Flame" of the "Seven Burning Sky Styles" without thinking.
Having the power of "Destiny" to control probability, Gu Xu's probability of guessing Xiao Zeyao's true identity in one go is undoubtedly 100%.
I saw orange fireflies emerging from nothingness, like stars in the sky blown away by the wind, falling around Xiao Zeyao.
Suddenly, these fireflies joined together and swallowed Xiao Zeyao whole.
Xiao Zeyao’s other eight fake bodies disappeared at this moment.
His clothes, his skin, and his flesh and blood were quickly burnt to black, and his face was blurred and transformed into a human shape.
But Gu Xu’s expression was still solemn.
His pupils reflected the burning figure of Xiao Zeyao, showing no signs of relaxing.
He could clearly see that Xiao Zeyao's burnt skin and flesh began to squirm and twist, falling off piece by piece from his body like a snake shedding its skin.
After the flesh and blood are shed, what is revealed is not the bones.
But a brand new, intact Xiao Zeyao.
"The so-called Ziwei is nothing more than that."
He stepped out of the flames and said in a cold tone.
After being burned by the "Firefly Flame", his aura did not decline at all, but became more powerful. Even the gloomy and decaying aura belonging to ghosts has almost dissipated, and it has become like a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, or a dragon stepping across the sky.
Not like a prisoner imprisoned at the bottom of a well, but like an emperor walking around the market incognito.
Gu Xu smiled.
He knew that Xiao Zeyao was not as comfortable as he showed.
Spells that defy the rules like "Firefly Flame" will continue to improve and become stronger as Gu Xu deepens his understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth.
It even has the potential to break the "realm of Tao" of the powerful True King.
Xiao Zeyao escaped from the fire just now. In fact, he used the secret method "Tianlong Immortality Technique" passed down from the Daqi royal family. It can use the imperial dragon energy to eliminate all his negative states in a short time, and temporarily Boost his power.
The evil spirit in his body was temporarily suppressed by this yang and strong imperial dragon spirit.
The simple cloth shirt shone with golden light, as if it had turned into the yellow robe of a monarch.
"Daqi is my territory after all," his self-proclaimed name changed unknowingly, "I am the king appointed by heaven, the people are happy to recommend me, and the world is my destiny. In this land, Even if you are the reincarnation of Zi Wei, it is impossible for you to defeat me.”
While he was speaking, a shadow of a palace appeared around him.
The pillars with red paint and gold edges are carved with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, shining brightly.
The magnificent dragon chair is high in the center, with exquisite and gorgeous carvings.
(End of this chapter)