Chen Yunsheng drew the last delicate line with Jin Ling silk and completed the last talisman. When he looked up, he could no longer see the figure of Jin Ling. The cold wind passed by, and among the golden armor, a piece of purple gold was quiet.
Lying there. He hurriedly ran closer, held Zijin in his hand, and shouted Jin Ling's name loudly, but there was no response. There was only the cold temperature from his hand, and his bright black eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
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There was no time for too much sentimentality. Chen Yunsheng put the purple gold into the Naxu Ring and hurriedly turned around to the center of the array. Looking at the gray clouds in the sky, he pressed his hands hard on a green stone slab in the array and shouted loudly.
: "Burning, Taibai Peak."
A huge wave of fire surged from the western foothills. If the flames were so numerous that they could be as surging as the ocean waves, then any defensive weapons and spells would be in vain. The flames rolled up a huge heat wave and blew away all the clouds in the sky.
Due to the hot and cold convection, more than a dozen fire tornadoes hung between the sky and the earth, burning the thousands of years of frost on the top of Taibai Peak.
The trees instantly gave up resistance in the flames and turned into ashes. Groups of black-clothed monks who were on standby seemed a little at a loss when facing the heat wave. Even Shura disciples, even though they were well-informed, faced the monstrous sky.
The flames became quite helpless. Some people gave up resistance and stood there waiting for the flames to come. More people chose to escape, but the methods of escape were different. Some escaped with the help of flying magic weapons, and some escaped with the help of flying magic weapons.
Some relied on the Five Elements Escape Technique to dodge, and some even used small moving arrays to teleport themselves away directly. Of course, not everyone was scorched by the flames, but most of them did not escape.
The defensive magic weapon was extremely fragile in the flames mixed with Chen Yunsheng's blood. The shield with various colors gradually turned into one color under the burning of the flames. The gray-white magic weapon trembled desperately in the flames, as if alive.
They are the same as objects. When the operator's spiritual thoughts attached to the magical artifacts were refined by fire, they stopped beating, but the punishment of the flames still did not stop. It didn't take long for these magical artifacts to turn into a pool of metallic liquid, and then
After a while, the metallic liquid was evaporated into wisps of golden mist, floating in the air. When the mist was cold, it condensed back into metal beads and fell, and was evaporated by the flame again, repeating the cycle over and over again.
Looking at the crimson rolling in from the horizon, Gu Jian laughed loudly. His laughter touched his wound and he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. On his pale cheeks, a pair of starry eyes shined particularly brightly. He murmured: "He did it, he did it.
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The formation of the monks in black on the opposite side was in chaos. People trampled on each other and flew in all directions, ignoring the monk from the sky who was covered in blood. The white flashing sword was raised slightly, and Gu Jian's right hand released two fatal wounds.
, blood flowed out, making him dizzy. Looking at the chaotic scene opposite, Gu Jian's face was full of contempt, and he said lightly: "You greedy ants, it's okay to leave, Gu doesn't bother to be buried with you here.
Loess." The white flashing sword always pointed at the boundless flames. Gu Jian's eyes reflected the fiery red. He looked at the dead monk of Xantian Academy next to him and smiled with satisfaction.
"Brothers, let us hit the road together."
Gu Siqin's heart suddenly moved. He turned blankly to the Xilu Mountain Pass and murmured: "Jian'er is going well."
Two lines of tears flowed from his eyes covered with crow's feet, and were quickly evaporated by the hot wind blowing in front of him, leaving behind two tear tracks that were not very visible. Since the death of his wife, he has never shed tears again. He once thought that his life would last forever.
Like the sun that rises and submerses every day, it moves step by step from the zenith of the sky to complete darkness. But who can choose their own destiny, whether it is a sky full of stars or as small as an ant or a worm. Even if someone tries to look up to the sky.
, if you say no to your own destiny, the destiny of the entire human race will be difficult to change.
Gu Siqin's expression changed, his sword eyebrows relaxed, he put his hands on his chest, and whispered: "Yunsheng, I will help you." He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. At this time, the green vines around him suddenly became
A sea of blood red, red ocean-like vines twisted more violently, threatening to engulf the three ghosts.
Xue Yin said anxiously: "Heisha, you can't keep fighting like this. The old man is crazy and wants to fight with his life."
Heisha's face was solemn, and he was panting like an ox and said: "Do you think I want to fight with him? Once the evil ghost swallows the spirit, it cannot be stopped easily. Unless the surrounding spiritual things are extinct, it can only be used up here."
Bai Gui pointed at the fire cloud in the sky and said: "Hurry up and send the mountain ghost and insect husband to the center of the array. The four-phase killing array is activated. I'm afraid we won't be able to survive." Heisha nodded, and suddenly a black light rose into the air.
It hit, then exploded, and a ferocious ghost head appeared in the sky.
No one could stop the coming of the flames. The orange-red flames reflected the human skin like red clouds. Facing the steaming heat wave, Gu Siqin did not stop using the magic formula in his hand. The fire waves quickly swept away the glowing red vines.
Submerged, these vines actually burned, emitting purple flames, which were hotter than pure red flames. The flames danced like elves, surrounding the three ghosts. The ghost's head was still ferocious, and its scarlet tongue kept licking*
Purple flames.
The white ghost sacrificed his own magic weapon, a mourning stick about a foot long, wrapped in layers of white cloth. When the white cloth was pulled away, the mourning stick revealed its true appearance, with countless faces full of resentment engraved on it, layer by layer.
The gray light lingered endlessly. The white ghost frowned slightly, stood with his hands on his chest, the white mourning stick glowed brightly, and after a burst of ghosts crying and howling, countless resentful spirits floated out from above, forming a knot in front of the three ghosts.
Boundary, blocking the flames.
The white ghost kept pouring spiritual energy into the wail stick, but kept urging blood to drink, "Birdman, you have reached this stage and you are still hiding your strength. If we can't withstand the flames, I'm afraid it will be you and me next year today."
The festival."
Xue Yin glanced at him and said coldly: "I am also very desperate. During the fierce fight just now, I consumed half of my spiritual energy. Unlike you, I have just taken off that ugly white cloth. If you hadn't gone too far.
Tuoda, you gave the mobile formation disk to your subordinates, why are we trapped here."
Heisha roared, "Stop arguing, it's more important to deal with your opponent. Do you want to die?"
The two immediately fell silent. During the blood-drinking seal, countless tornadoes gathered in the flames, rolling up the oncoming fire storm high into the sky and reducing the pressure on the other two people.
Gu Siqin looked at the three people opposite him who were busy, and sneered, "If you want to stop Ziyan, I'm afraid this power is not enough." He drew two trajectories in the air with his hands, and the defensive energy in front of him suddenly withdrew, and the red
The flames quickly climbed up to his ankles, making a crackling sound. Gu Siqin endured the severe pain, changed the spells in his hands, and completed a spell before the flames completely engulfed him.
The purple flames surged instantly, just like the sea surface when a storm came, except that the sea water was replaced by flames. Heisha looked at the endless purple flames coming from the horizon, and a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He said desperately: "It seems
The bodies of the three of us cannot be saved again this time. I am using all my blood to drive the evil spirits to swallow the spirits, and you are also doing your best to help me. With the strength of the three of us, we should open a passage."
Xue Yin sighed and muttered with some displeasure: "Every time the sect master leaves such a difficult matter to me, his body was completely destroyed last time. It took him several years to find the right one. This time it's like this again."
Like this." The white ghost also made a noise, but the two of them were not slow at all. The mourning stick emits a brighter gray light. The resentful spirits rushed towards the oncoming flames like crazy, and the fire tornado swept the monstrous flames.
The hole penetrated, which offset the impact to a certain extent. The Black Demon let out a long roar, and a ball of dark light surged out. The purple fire gave way, forming a huge hole, and the three groups of light quickly disappeared in mid-air. Not long after, the surrounding flames
Just fill that hole again.
Chen Yunsheng licked his dry lips and launched the four-image magic circle three times in a row. There was a certain risk in using only flames to attack, and it would cause certain damage to the magic circle itself. Who knows what will happen to the Sky Sect after this battle?
He chose the most powerful and effective attack method and set the entire Taibai Peak on fire.
He looked at Ye Chuanyun and Han Jiangyan who were lying quietly on the ground. Their hands were tightly clasped together, and their faces were extremely peaceful. It didn't look like they died in a fierce battle, but rather they seemed to have died. Tears welled up again.
Chen Yunsheng's fist hit the ground hard. Is it true that having power can run rampant in the world and be unscrupulous? If so, how can the laws of heaven exist?
Looking up at the gray sky, the dark undercurrent in Chen Yunsheng's heart accelerated, and his desire for power became incomparably urgent. Chen Yunsheng was like a trapped wild horse, with nothing to compare with at this moment.
Killing the enemy can free him even more.
While he was thinking, suddenly the spiritual energy in the surrounding forest became disordered. Chen Yunsheng raised his eyes and saw that he was surrounded by dense black monks. The leader was the ordinary-looking but disgusting insect man. Seeing the method
Chen Yunsheng was half-kneeling in the middle of the formation. The insect man opened his mouth and let out a sinister laugh. He slowly waved his arms and said hoarsely: "Go, bring that monk, he must be alive."
More than a dozen black shadows shot towards Chen Yunsheng quickly, and at the same time ten flying swords with green light came flying towards them with the wind. Looking at the insect man with disdain, Chen Yunsheng's mind moved slightly, with the formation eye as the center, all around
Suddenly a layer of transparent light shield surged up, and the flying sword pierced the light shield, and then slid away lightly without causing any damage. Dozens of monks acted individually, and rocks, ice picks, and flames flew together, but they were unable to destroy it.
The mask is one point. It turns out that when Chen Yunsheng repaired the magic circle, he also repaired the small defensive magic circle around the magic circle.
The insect man put his hands behind his hands and sneered: "Want to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Hehe, look at what this is!"
As he spoke, he picked up a semicircular object from nowhere and flashed it in front of Chen Yunsheng's eyes. At a glance, Chen Yunsheng's pupils were filled with blood and his eyes were split. It turned out that the object in his hand was Kou Hua's head.
, half of it had been eaten away, and the empty left eye showed a sense of helplessness and humiliation.