Ten days later, in a forest covered with dead leaves, a black shadow passed by, and his consciousness spread out, as if he was searching for something.
The black figure had just passed by, and the withered leaves on the ground behind him gradually swelled up. A similarly black shadow slowly emerged from under the ground, with a cold gleam in its eyes as it chased after it close to the ground.
The black shadow in front noticed something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and without looking back, he speeded up and galloped forward. At the same time, a blood-colored jade slip appeared in his hand, and he was about to crush it.
But at this moment, three blood-red thin needles were driven into the black shadow's right hand. Suddenly, the right hand became red and trembled continuously, but it no longer had the strength to pinch it.
A flash of blood disappeared, blood spurted out, and the right hand holding the jade slip fell to the ground, but there was no trace of fear in the eyes of the figure in black, instead there was a trace of determination.
But just as he was about to make a move, the black shadow behind him was faster and slashed the man's shoulder with a heavy knife, cutting off the entire body at the shoulder level. The figure in black split into two halves and fell to the ground, dead, with his face
Kong still had a fierce look on his face.
Sirius fell down, with a cold expression without any emotion. The blood knife in his hand exuded a strange light. The blood on the knife strangely did not flow down, but slowly seeped into the blade. The murderous aura on the blood knife was even stronger!
Without even looking at the corpse on the ground, Sirius reached out to pick up the blood-colored jade slip that fell to the ground. He placed it between his eyebrows and left a spiritual thought, then casually threw it down the mountain. His body flashed and turned into a black shadow.
, and quickly flew out close to the ground.
The dead leaves on the ground were stained with little blood stains. The red jade slip lay quietly among the dead leaves. A faint red light flashed. After a stick of incense, the red light on the jade slip suddenly became brighter and a crack appeared.
It cracked from the middle and instantly spread to the entire jade slip, shattering into pieces.
In less than half a stick of incense, sword light whizzed, black shadows flew, and more than a dozen killers in black gathered from all directions, staring silently at the corpse on the ground with the head missing, their eyes
Cold and devoid of any sadness or pity.
A black figure with gold patterns on his clothes had a gloomy face. He walked slowly to the broken jade slip, picked up a piece of broken jade, and crushed it hard. His eyes were cold to the bone: "A bunch of trash
, hurry up and chase!"
The expressions of the more than a dozen figures around him did not change at all. They turned into more than a dozen sword lights, scattered in all directions, and disappeared in an instant. Only the man with the golden pattern was left, looking up at the sky with a gloomy expression: "Sirius, Tianlang.
The earth is so big, let me see where you can escape to?!"
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Thousands of miles away, Sirius's figure kept shuttling back and forth without stopping. For ten days, under the crazy pursuit of the Rakshasa Sect, Sirius struggled to survive. Relying on his understanding of the Rakshasa Sect, he escaped from the Rakshasa Sect.
Shamen was closely surrounded and killed again and again, but he also paid a hard price. At this time, there were dozens of wounds of various sizes on his body, blood was everywhere, his clothes were torn, and he didn't even have time to change his clothes.
But during these ten days, Sirius' eyes were always cold and determined, and the scenes of that day were constantly replayed in his mind!
Whenever he thought of the plain white figure lying down slowly, the shocking bloodstains on her chest and clothes, Sirius' heart was as sharp as a knife!
"I, the heavenly wolf, have made an oath to spend my whole life and shed all the blood in war, and I have vowed to kill all the Rakshasa clan! One day, I want the blood of Rakshasa, and the rain will form a river to sacrifice her spirit!"
Sirius's face was full of madness, his expression was ferocious, his eyes were even colder, and an eye-shaped magic pattern slowly appeared on his forehead, but immediately purple star dots appeared clearly, suppressing the magic pattern
When it came down, the purple star points slowly disappeared, and Sirius's eyes regained their cold clarity.
In the past ten days, although Sirius was grieving in his heart and constantly avoiding pursuit, he also devoted a lot of attention to exploring himself.
The mutation that happened to him that day made him extremely concerned. If he could master that mutation, he would be able to master more powerful power, and the road to revenge would be more promising!
The change happened suddenly that day, and Tianlang had no clue and no idea of the reason behind it. However, since that day, the skills in his body have undergone miraculous changes.
The exercises in the body no longer flow along the path of Xuan Xing Xian Jue. The unnamed demonic power that had been dormant for half a year reappeared, changing the original route of the exercises and the route of Xuan Xing Xian Jue.
The strange fusion of each other formed a brand-new route of practice.
Following this route, within a few days, Sirius' originally crystal silver spiritual power had become tinged with blood.
The only thing that reassured Sirius was that the two spiritual powers did not want to conflict. They merged together peacefully, and their power did not weaken at all. On the contrary, it was faintly strengthened. Through the strange changes, Sirius
He made further breakthroughs in his cultivation and reached the late stage of pill formation.
And with several days of continuous exploration, Tianlang gradually figured out the reason for all this. When he used the demon-dispersing technique on Chenxing Mountain that day, he actually just dissipated the technique, but it was deeply imprinted on his body.
The magic mark of this technique.
Even if the foundation is re-established, the existence of that brand has not been completely washed away. These magic patterns have quietly remained in Sirius's body.
That day, Tianlang killed Tiansha and held the blood knife again. Inspired by the murderous intent on the blood knife, these long-dormant magic patterns suddenly revived. However, the magic patterns revived and without the support of spiritual power, they could not shake Xuan Xingxian at all.
Jue's dominant position in Sirius's body.
But the aura generated by the resurgence of these magic patterns attracted the demonic shadow that was standing nearby. The demonic shadow rushed in with a massive amount of murderous intent and spiritual power equivalent to the late stage of pill formation, immediately filling Sirius's body.
The demonic shadow was inextricably linked to the magic power, and when combined with the incomplete magic patterns remaining in Sirius' body, it immediately completed the magic power, powerfully changed the route of the power in Sirius' body, and tried to regain the power within the body.
, the dominant power in Sirius’s body.
The Xuanxing Immortal Technique was stimulated, and fiercely competed with the magic power in Tianlang's body. Under the fierce competition between the two skills, the spiritual power was wildly stimulated, which was almost equivalent to overdrawing all the spiritual power in Tianlang's body.
Originally, after Sirius merged with the demon shadow, he added part of the spiritual power contained in the demon shadow, and his cultivation level surged to a level equivalent to the late stage of pill formation. When boiling, it far exceeded the normal level of Sirius.
His cultivation allowed him to temporarily reach a point equivalent to perfect pill formation, so that he could fight against the instructor.
And this kind of crazy stimulation also has conditions, that is, the spiritual power contained in the demon shadow is equivalent to the spiritual power of the Xuanxing Immortal Art in Sirius's body, and it can explode like that under confrontation.
But after all, the spiritual power in the demonic shadow is not Sirius's own spiritual power, but borrowed from the demonic shadow. As time goes by, it finally gradually falls to the disadvantage and is suppressed by the Xuanxing Immortal Art. Sirius
His cultivation also began to decline rapidly.
After the first battle, the Xuanxing Immortal Technique had firmly suppressed the demonic power, and Sirius' spiritual power riot had completely subsided. However, when the demonic power counterattacked, it also reversed the route of the demonic power in Sirius' body to a certain extent.
, giving it a magical aura.
As Tianlang's body skills have been running continuously in the past few days, the spiritual power in his body has been filled with blood. It is no longer a pure Xuanxing Immortal Art, but has become one, a fusion of two skills.
The special spiritual power.
However, although the spiritual power produced by this kind of skill is extraordinary, after all, it is the fusion of two kinds of skills, and there is no corresponding mental method to correspond to it. It is difficult to tell whether it is a gain or a loss, but Tianlang can see from it.
A way to increase your cultivation level.
As long as the two spiritual powers in his body are balanced, he can explode, far exceeding his true cultivation strength. The effect of this explosion far exceeds any secret method, and the key to this explosion lies in the magic power.
On the body of the living demon shadow!
For Sirius now, power is everything, and he will pursue every method to obtain power crazily!
Although the first mutation was just an accident, the unexpected appearance showed its feasibility. He had already made up his mind to master this mutation and make it a force that he could control!
Thinking of this, Sirius's eyes flashed with light, revealing his perseverance, but he soon regained his cold expression. How to gain strength is a matter for later. What matters now is how to escape the Rakshasa Sect's pursuit!
Traveling all the way, Sirius blessed the divine talisman, and at a very fast speed, he passed through two mountain peaks and rushed under a huge cloud. Snowflakes washed around and fell on Sirius's body, but the coldness of the ice and snow was incomparable.
Not as cold as Sirius' eyes.
Sirius looked down and suddenly found an ordinary village at the foot of a snow-covered mountain in front of him. In front of the village, there was a huge lake filled with solid ice.
Sirius' eyes flashed, showing a look of deep thought, then he stopped and fell down without hesitation.
In the middle of winter, it is snowing heavily. At first glance, the snow is white. The clean snowflakes reflect the sunlight and reflect the crystal brilliance.
At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge lake. At this time, the surface of the lake is covered with solid ice and covered with snow. At a glance, it looks like a huge snowfield, with snow falling all over the sky. It has a kind of
Indescribable cool beauty.
On the snow on the lake, two clear sets of footprints lead to the center of the lake, where two figures wearing coir raincoats sit quietly.
A figure is an old man in his sixties with white hair. He is holding a bamboo fishing rod and a long and thin line hanging into a hole punched in the ice. He is fishing quietly and looking at the snowy scenery around him.
Yang fell, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Next to the old man, followed a boy of seven or eight years old, staring at the heavy snow falling from the sky, blinking his big eyes, shaking off a snowflake from his eyelashes, looking at the old man beside him, and suddenly asked:
"Grandpa, the rain has been so heavy this year, why doesn't the water in this lake rise at all?"
Hearing this, the old man chuckled, stroked his gray beard, touched the boy's head lovingly, and said with a smile:
"Good boy, Grandpa will tell you that under normal circumstances, where does such a large lake come from in the mountainous area? There is an underground river connected to the bottom of the lake, so such a large lake is formed. No matter whether there are droughts or floods, the water level will not rise or fall.
"
"Where does the underground river lead to?" The boy asked with his big, clear eyes open.
The old man smiled when he heard this, shook his head and said: "How do I know where the underground river leads to? It may be somewhere far away."
The boy blinked and was about to continue asking questions when suddenly there was a soft sound behind him. The bamboo basket used to hold the fish fell on the snow. Two crucian carp jumped out from the mouth of the bamboo basket and jumped on the snow.
The old man groaned, put down the fishing rod in a hurry, turned around and helped the boy to lift up the bamboo basket, and put the two fish into the bamboo basket. He did not notice at all that a black shadow behind him disappeared in a flash.
After lifting up the bamboo basket, the old man turned around, grabbed the fishing rod again, and fished quietly. Circles of ripples spread out in the one-foot-square ice hole, and snowflakes fell on it, slowly melting.