Chapter 321 83. Scales
"Boom——!"
Fiery flames erupted with the arrow as the center, and endless light rose on the sea. The golden flames were like the sun rising in that direction.
The sea water whizzes away, evaporates, and the mist steams.
Crying, wailing, and all the sounds in the world were silent under this scene. People looked there blankly, and saw a mountain of huge bones melting into the fire. The king was burned without being able to even struggle. This blow even destroyed the tide that was hitting the earth. The thousand-meter-high black tide suddenly collapsed and turned into scattered rainwater. The bones hidden in it screamed, and then were rolled into ashes by the spreading golden flames.
"What is that?" Someone stared with wide eyes and pointed above the sea of clouds.
There is the place where the arrow was dropped.
The black clouds were dispersed, and the red dragon shadow slowly circled, occasionally casting a cold and majestic gaze towards the ground.
The Great Silver Wall collapsed, but golden candles built barriers.
The creature just glanced in this direction and then turned around and disappeared. Before people could react, they could only capture a cracked arc on the distant sea of clouds, leaving a trace like a snake walking through the collapsed grass roots of the grass. .
The rest of the life.
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Along the way, countless living beings saw arrows falling from the sky. Under the golden flames, the black tide collapsed, and countless corpses were reduced to dust, and then washed into the sea by the heavy rain.
Li Xi'an observed the silver sword light erupting on the sea in the distance.
He was slightly stunned.
Beside him, someone was more surprised than him.
The moment the sea of clouds broke apart, everyone saw the red dragon occupying the sky, and no one noticed the white crane beside it. The white crane spread its wings and rushed from Tianzhu to Taihang with Li Xi'an. If you look closely, you will find that this white crane is not real. Its body and wings are made up of fine seal characters. It flutters its wings and flies high, with its owner sitting on its broad back.
The second daughter of the Su family, Su Yuyuan.
The moment the black tide came again, she appeared in front of Li Xi'an. It takes a long time to get here from Tianshan Mountain, and she is not taking an ordinary route at all. Li Xi'an knew what method she used to appear in Tianzhu. The ghostly aura behind her explained everything. The Yin soldiers took advantage of it and her sister sent her here across infinite distances in a short time.
There is another ancestor.
"Wushuang?" At this time, Su Yuyuan was on the white crane and was surprised.
Li Xi'an noticed this unfamiliar word.
When Su Long talks about his family, he always describes it as "ghosts and gods". He can drive the ghosts and gods like arms and fingers. It is very common for blood descendants of the Su family to have two or three ghosts and gods hanging around them. Su Long and Su Yuyuan are the best among them, their abilities even surpass those of the elders in the clan. But facing that sword light, Su Yuyuan showed a familiar look on her face. Obviously, she knew and understood the sword technique called "Wushuang".
This can't help but make Li Xi'an confused.
Because he is probably more familiar with Su Yuyuan.
If the edge of the Xijian is like the rising sun in the morning, and the edge of the Dusk Sword is like the dusk when the day and night fall, then the unparalleled thing in front of you at this moment is the majestic blazing at noon. The form is different, but the essence is the same. If he hadn't settled down at noon, he would even suspect that this sword light was swung by himself.
Seemingly misunderstanding Li Xi'an's doubts, Su Yuyuan explained: "One of the methods inherited from the Su family's ancestral land is so domineering that almost no one in the family can learn it. Because even if the ghosts and gods are not ghosts, they are not cold and cold things. I can't help but be afraid of this overbearing swordsmanship. The only clan member I know who has mastered Wushuang is my uncle, and he is also the only one who does not have ghosts and gods in his body."
"Is that your uncle?"
"No."
"This sword light feels unfamiliar to me, so I am surprised. I have never known anyone who can learn to be unparalleled."
Li Xi'an moved forward very quickly, and the lights of the cities disappeared behind him, turning into light spots one after another in an instant. Therefore, he no longer just observed the sword light, his scales had intersected with the sharpness in the sword light.
There was something familiar about him.
It seems to be a breath from a long time ago.
In the Taihang Mountains, he encountered the first enemy who used spirits.
"Her brother..." Li Xi'an said.
He thought of the man holding a silver sword on the altar at night.
The sword light erupted and quickly dissipated. The sword energy turned into strands, and the silver threads fell gently like rainwater, falling into the blood-stained soil. One of the arms of the Rakshasa-like statue was cut off. Master Daoquan Yungu had a sullen face. He didn't feel very good. He was already very careful when he saw this sword light. In the long sleep in the past He had woken up and felt a sword similar to this one.
Almost splitting the heaven and the earth. The human being in front of him was far different from that sword in the past, but it still caused the statue to lose an arm. In normal times, this kind of damage can be repaired with just a thought. He has endless spirit and will power, but it is different now. He is in Kyushu, but his identity is a boundary-crosser. What is lost is lost, and he cannot make up for it.
Now he started to think, wondering if Chunyang Fuyou hadn't figured it out yet? The creatures of Kyushu came one after another, and he was a little tired of it. I thought that we could make some progress after solving the Chaos Body and the giant whale, but who would have expected that there would be a soul harvester in a bamboo basket here? Bamboo basket collecting souls, bamboo basket collecting souls, we haven’t seen each other for tens of millions of years, and the crotch pulls the crotch again, but it is another terrible consumption.
This time was unusually long.
According to normal development, he should have seen the pure sun rising from the land of Kyushu and the sword light like rain, drowning and killing everything.
But the fact is that Kyushu is incredibly quiet.
Daoquan Yungu lowered his head and looked carefully at the man who wielded the sword. He was disappearing. But the expressionless man suddenly laughed and looked in the direction of Daoquan Yungu.
No, that's not right!
Daoquan Yungu reacted instantly.
That gaze wasn't looking at him at all. There was a slight shift in the gaze, but it was looking behind him!
Gu Yan smiled, he could feel the collapse of his whole body, his muscles turned into running water, and his perception gradually dimmed, but in the gradually darkening sight, those candle-like pupils were so clear, bright and majestic, just like in the past.
Even his long-lost hearing could hear the sound of scales rubbing together, and he began to wonder how he could see or hear in this state.
Or is this simply an illusion?
But the next moment, this idea was shattered.
The wind roared, scorching waves of air surged in, and a terrifying mountain-like aura enveloped the world. Daoquan Yungu turned around suddenly. It was not a savage beast, but a figure passing by him. His wide black robe was flying, a hairpin was stuck in his long hair, and behind him were scattered leaves like late autumn maple leaves. Lin and thousands of scales.
The figure walked past Zu calmly and stopped in front of Gu Yan along the silver drizzle.
Only half of Gu Yan's body was left.
Can't see or hear.
But he had never felt it so clearly before. He knew that the dragon was standing in front of him, and he knew that the familiar indifference and burning golden candle were still on his face.
"That sword was supposed to be given to you." Gu Yan said.
"In the next life." Someone responded in the darkness.
A touch of coldness appeared on Gu Yan's forehead, which was Li Xi'an's hand pressing on his head. He lowered his eyes and spoke his eulogy.
The entire battlefield seemed to be still.
"What are you talking about?" Gu Yan couldn't hear the words in the darkness clearly. The words became more and more serious and blurred.
"No matter what your reason is for standing here, Gu Yan, you are an outstanding warrior, and I will give you the reward you deserve."
"You actually know my name?"
"It's hard to forget, including your sister."
"What a joke I don't want to hear." Gu Yan said.
"Then... what is the reward, Lord Mountain God?"
"You will fulfill your wish."
Li Xi'an looked away, and a red scale clasped on Gu Yan's disappearing chest, and disappeared in an instant.
This is the blessing on the road to reincarnation.
Gu Yan stopped making any sound.
He could no longer speak.
"In the next reincarnation, find me and swing your sword at me." God said a fatalistic motto and turned around and left him.
Keep your word, keep your word, sleep in the middle of the night
(End of chapter)