Chapter 318 Dugu Luoxue was unwilling to admit defeat
Wang Luoyan was knocked away.
Under the bombardment of the huge ball of light, the stone wall soaked in magma instantly fissured, causing dust and stone chips to fly.
The roaring sound was endless, and the rocks above fell down.
A large amount of magma poured in from the other side, filling the crack. However, in an instant, the crack was blocked by boulders, making it difficult for magma to flow in.
The two sides were separated in two spaces.
Yelü Miaomiao dodged the splashing magma and landed lightly on a raised stone.
The girl stared nervously at the blocked crack in the stone wall.
It had been a long time since she heard any movement from the other side, and the girl breathed a sigh of relief.
Queen Shura knelt on the ground, the afterimage of her soul flickering continuously, becoming seriously blurred. Ran Qingchen's consciousness also began to take the initiative, fighting for control of his body.
"It's really disappointing."
Queen Shura sighed helplessly.
After this battle, my soul was even more seriously damaged. It was particularly difficult to completely refine Ran Qingchen's soul. I could only spend time slowly nourishing my remaining soul.
She raised her head and looked at Yelu Miaomiao, and said calmly: "Little girl, Wang Luoyan is probably not dead yet, you should be careful."
After that, Queen Shura's spirit disappeared.
After regaining control of his body, Ran Qingchen gasped for air. The black and red bloodshot eyes in his eyes did not fade much, but his whole person looked even more gloomy.
“Hey, are you okay.”
Yelu Miaomiao stared at Ran Qingchen with a wary expression.
As his consciousness slowly recovered, Ran Qingchen's mind gradually became clearer.
She looked around, and when she saw Shang Zhiyu curled up on the ground in the corner, she paused and felt a little dazed. She got up and staggered over.
Ran Qingchen picked up the sword on the ground and looked at the woman.
At this time, Shang Zhiyu was twitching all over, almost beyond recognition.
Half of his body was burnt to pieces by the lava that was splashed on him. The fairy tail was severed, and his skin was festering bit by bit.
She was in pain and kept wailing in a low voice.
Losing the demon pill is equivalent to taking away her soul.
The only thing that greeted her was waiting for death.
Perhaps sensing the familiar aura, Shang Zhiyu slightly opened his eyes that turned turbid and yellow.
Looking at Ran Qingchen who had returned to normal, she wanted to move her lips, but she bit her teeth in pain and let out a dull sound of pain, with snot and tears streaming down her face.
After a long pause, Shang Zhiyu murmured in a weak voice: "Master, being like this is not considered retribution."
Ran Qingchen was stunned and speechless, and tears fell silently.
"Forget it, it ends like this...it's good...it's good..." Shang Zhiyu tried his best to force out a faint smile, "Qingchen...give me a good time..."
Ran Qingchen held the sword tightly but did not lift it up.
"Please Qingchen...give me a good time..."
The magma liquid continues to seep in. Because of the demon body, even if Shang Zhiyu wants to die, he will be killed. Tortured for a long time.
She looked at her apprentice pleadingly.
She knew she couldn't live, but she didn't want to die after being tortured like this.
Ran Qingchen bit her lip tightly, blood oozing out.
The person in front of her was her master, her dearest and most beloved master. How could she do it?
"Qingchen——"
Shang Zhiyu made a hoarse cry of pain.
Ran Qingchen's arms were shaking.
Yelü Miaomiao looked at this scene and said to Ran Qingchen, "How about I help you?"
She was about to step forward, but Ran Qingchen suddenly raised his sword and pointed at it. She said: "Don't come over!" The girl burst into tears.
Yelü Miaomiao curled her lips and stopped moving.
Close your eyes in pain due to light dust.
Her emotions and thoughts were like drizzle in the air, blown back and forth by the wind, flying in all directions, cutting her memories into sharp fragments.
The corner of the girl's skirt was grasped by a bloody hand.
Ran Qingchen swayed.
The huge pain made Shang Zhiyu look ferocious, and the voice squeezed out of his throat was full of strong guilt and pleading: "Qingchen, please..."
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed across.
A head rolled to the ground, its eyes staring straight at the stone wall.
Shang Zhiyu is dead.
Died at the hands of his apprentice.
Died by the sword of the woman she hated most.
Destiny is constant, and cause and effect are true. Everything you do must have repercussions, and everything has its destiny.
Crack!
The bloody sword slowly fell from his hand and fell to the ground.
Ran Qingchen knelt on the ground helplessly.
She was in a daze, and her heart seemed to be bitten by countless insects. It was swollen with misery, so swollen that it almost burst her chest, and at the same time it was beating intermittently.
The girl's lips were trembling, trying to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, but the tears finally fell down like broken beads.
She killed her master.
She killed her own relatives.
Ran Qingchen lay prone and sobbed heartlessly. He burst into tears and retched again because of his extreme sadness.
At this moment, she seemed to be vomiting out her soul.
Looking at Ran Qingchen, who was as helpless as a little girl, Yelu Miaomiao's eyes were full of sympathy and pity, and she couldn't help but step forward and gently put her arms around Ran Qingchen's shoulders, giving some silent comfort.
Due to excessive grief, Ran Qingchen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.
Yelü Miaomiao was startled, but was relieved when she saw that the other party had just fainted.
"Oh, you told me to kill you, but you have to do it yourself."
Yelü Miaomiao shook her head helplessly, looked at the stone wall where the fallen rocks were piled up, and carried Ran Qingchen on her back. He picked up the unused red candle flowers and walked in the other direction.
The girl whispered as she walked:
"What's going on? I have to carry this and that, and I have become a servant. Why don't you two just become sworn friends and let me carry them from now on."
——
Leaving Huoyun Mountain, Jiang Shouzhong and Dugu Luoxue headed to Zhenxuan Mountain.
But the embarrassing thing is that although Jiang Shouzhong has learned the real Baji Burning Sky Fist and has made progress in cultivation, he has not yet learned to fly with a sword because there is no Daomen River Diagram.
Even if you teach at this time, you won't be able to teach for a while.
You can’t go there on horseback with two people.
Dugu Luoxue had no choice but to borrow the Spirit Water Sword from Jiang Shouzhong and fly with the opponent's sword.
The two of them stepped on the slender sword one after another.
And Jiang Shouzhong also naturally hugged the other party's slender waist.
Although Dugu Luoxue has not been deeply involved in the art of swordsmanship, she is naturally talented and has practiced swordsmanship in her spare time. She is quite familiar with techniques such as flying with a sword.
Compared with Qu Hongling's flying sword, hers is more stable and comes with special effects of flying snow.
Countless snowflakes surrounded Feijian, forming a barrier.
“In a bad mood?”
Dugu Luoxue asked softly, sensing that Jiang Shouzhong was in a low mood.
Of course, the woman asked just to distract herself.
After experiencing the collapse of the dojo, the invasion of inner demons, and the self-touching incident, Dugu Luoxue's heart was far less calm than she appeared on the surface. When the man hugged her waist, her body felt inexplicably tense and hot.
She originally wanted to break free, but she was unwilling to admit defeat in her heart, thinking that she could be as calm as cold. What does lust mean?
I don’t want to, I don’t want to, what can it do to me!
But as time went by, the aura of the man's closeness became stronger, which made her always feel a little awkward. She couldn't concentrate on wielding the sword, so she had to try her best to divert her attention.
Smelling the faint chrysanthemum fragrance on the woman's neck, Jiang Shouzhong said softly: "I don't know why, but I feel very depressed and sad, as if..."
Jiang Shouzhong did not continue.
He suddenly thought of Ran Qingchen and Qu Hongling.
Shi Luoxia and the others are still searching for the whereabouts of Qu Hongling.
However, judging from the information obtained by the Wanxiang Shenmen, Qu Hongling was not captured, nor did he die. He was most likely hiding outside, which made Jiang Shouzhong feel a little relieved.
As for Ran Qingchen...
Jiang Shouzhong can only hope that the other party will go to Zhenxuan Mountain.
The hot breath sprayed by the man when he spoke sprayed on the delicate neck, making Dugu Luoxue feel a little itchy.
An invisible blush appeared on her cheeks and neck.
Dugu Luoxue exhaled softly, calmed her mind, moved her head forward slightly, and comforted her softly: "That girl's condition is not difficult to treat, there will be a way."
She thought the other party was so depressed because of Li Nanshuang.
Jiang Shouzhong said "hmm" and said no more.
At this moment, Jiang Shouzhong's mind suddenly moved, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at a mountain forest in the distance.
A strong burning feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
"Heavenly calamity?"
These two words suddenly popped into Jiang Shouzhong's mind.
“What?”
Dugu Luoxue was startled and turned his head slightly.
Jiang Shouzhong's breathing was slightly rapid, and his eyes were filled with excitement: "It's the Divine Tribulation Armor? That's right, it's definitely the Divine Tribulation Armor! It's right there!"
Jiang Shouzhong pointed to the forest.
He originally thought that it would take a long time to search for the Heavenly Tribulation, but he didn’t expect to find it within half a day after leaving home.
Even Dugu Luoxue was surprised.
However, I feel relieved when I think about it. The Divine Tribulation Armor is originally the treasure of the founder of Huoyun Mountain. Even if it is buried underground, it will not leave the boundary of Huoyun Mountain too far.
“Let’s go.”
Now that the treasure has been sensed, I will not go to Zhenxuan Mountain for the time being, lest it be taken away by others.
Dugu Luoxue turned the sword and landed in the forest pointed by Jiang Shouzhong.
After the two landed, they were shocked by the sight in front of them.
In the mountains and forests, it was obvious that they had been brutally raped.
Trees were scattered and broken, and rubble was scattered everywhere. There were even broken limbs scattered among them, which was shocking.
"What's going on?" Jiang Shouzhong was a little confused.
Dugu Luoxue frowned her beautiful eyebrows and said calmly: "There have been some fights here, and their cultivation is at least in the realm of sainthood."
Jiang Shouzhong's expression changed: "In order to snatch the Divine Tribulation Armor ?”
Dugu Luoxue nodded slightly: “Maybe, the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor is a magic weapon after all, and it is normal for people to notice it if it has spiritual power fluctuations. But since you can sense it, it means that the Divine Armor is still there. ”
“That’s true.”
Jiang Shouzhong felt relieved.
Dugu Luoxue looked around, held a magic weapon with her bare hands, and tapped it lightly between her eyebrows.
A pure white light blooms slowly like a lotus.
Dugu Luoxue raised her jade finger slightly, and the white lotus slowly fell on her fingertips. Then she blew gently, and the lotus split into several snow-white petals and floated around.
After about half a stick of incense, a petal suddenly exploded.
Dugu Luoxue waved her sleeves.
The gravel on the ground swept to both sides, revealing a half-collapsed hole.
“Let’s go.”
Dugu Luoxue entered the cave entrance first.
Jiang Shouzhong quickly followed.
——
This is a magma lake hidden deep underground, with blazing fire like a boiling furnace.
From time to time, tongues of fire shoot out from the lake, dancing like fire snakes. The heat waves are steaming and extremely intense, making the surrounding area red. The air
The air is filled with a thick smell of sulfur, which is particularly pungent.
In the magma, the bubbles are constantly swelling and bursting, making a "chichi" sound, which interacts with the tongues of fire to form a hellish scene.
In the middle of the magma lake, there was a piece of armor floating.
Because it was illuminated by the blazing flames, it was difficult to identify the true appearance of the armor.
However, surrounded by such hot flames, there was no sign of smelting on the armor, which shows that this armor is extraordinary and made of special materials.
"Heavenly Tribulation... Divine Armor!"
Wang Luoyan looked at the Divine Armor in the magma lake with fiery eyes and clenched his fists.
Not far away, Qu Hongling was holding her chest, her face was pale, and there was a trace of red blood at the corner of her mouth, leaning against the stone wall.
It turns out that Wang Luoyan was beaten away by Yelu Miaomiao and Queen Shura before, and accidentally landed where the Divine Tribulation Armor was.
The magma in the magma pool flows from here.
After seeing the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor, Wang Luoyan was too lazy to waste his energy on dealing with Queen Shura and the others, and planned to rob this thousand-year-old treasure of the Divine Armor.
During the period, Qu Hongling, who was looking for Yelu Miaomiao, accidentally broke in and was injured by Wang Luoyan.
"God has treated me well."
Wang Luoyan let out a long breath.
He turned around and looked at Qu Hongling, and said lightly: "Do you know what this is?"
While thinking about how to escape, Qu Hongling pretended to be curious and said: "Isn't it? A pair of armor? It's just scrap metal, nothing special about it."
Wang Luoyan said with a smile, "It's called the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Armor, and it belongs to Huoyun Patriarch, the first leader of Huoyun Mountain. A magical weapon made by one’s own hands.”
After hearing "Huoyun Mountain", Qu Hong's heart moved.
She remembered that Brother Xiao Jiang was taken away by Shi Luoxia, and he might be in Huoyun Mountain right now.
Wang Luoyan said: "At the beginning, it ranked first among the top ten magic weapons in the world. It can withstand all the magic weapons in the world and has extremely strong attack power, not to mention that it can defeat thousands of powerful soldiers on the battlefield. ”
So powerful?
Qu Hongling was secretly frightened, and her eyes looking at the divine armor were a little more burning.
If such a powerful magic weapon could be given to Brother Xiao Jiang, who would be able to bully him in the future?
Seeing the girl's expression, Wang Luoyan smiled and said: "Do you want it? If you want it, go get it."
Qu Hongling sneered: "Why don't you get it yourself?"
Wang Luoyan was about to speak when he suddenly coughed violently. He covered his lips and tried his best to suppress the blood overflowing from his throat, but blood still seeped out from between his fingers.
Queen Shura's move finally caused him a lot of trauma.
Qu Hongling was thoughtful.
This guy seems to be seriously injured.
The girl rolled her eyes and began to think about how to steal the magic weapon in front of the other party and seriously injure the other party at the same time.
Wang Luoyan calmed down the boiling energy and blood in his body, calmed down, and did not bother to show off, and said coldly: "Master Qu, if you want to survive, you have to fight hard. I don't want to waste time, you just need to Help me get the divine armor, and I will let you go."
Qu Hongling looked at the rolling magma and said angrily: "Do you think I can get it?"
"You are a demon."
Wang Luoyan's eyes were cold.
Before Qu Hongling could react, Wang Luoyan flashed in front of Qu Hongling like a ghost, grabbed his jaw, and forced Qu Hongling to open his mouth.
“I’ll give you a gift.”
Wang Luoyan took out the demon pill taken out of Shang Zhiyu’s body.
(End of this chapter)