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Chapter 1,445 The wind and snow are still cold and the stone is cold

"It's a good killing intention, but it's a pity that he can't kill Fengxu."

Under the bloody mirror, Si Li was very satisfied with this battle.

Although there is still regret in his eyes that another corpse bead was not recovered in time.

But for that young minister, being able to survive Fengxu's hands and recover a royal corpse bead unharmed was already a very remarkable achievement.

The little raccoon scratched his bald head and said: "Your Highness, His Highness Seventeenth is in a good situation at the moment. Why do you say he can't kill Fengxu?"

I don't know since when, the title it called Bailian changed from that boy to His Highness Seventeenth.

Si Li glanced at this little black bear with no character, and said calmly: "Gu said, no one taught him the relevant rules of the corpse demon clan.

After the corpse bead is condensed, all the blood energy around the body will be sealed and turned into blood crystals to seal the body for a period of time to stabilize the integration of the corpse bead and the physical body, so within a certain period of time, he will lose the ability to move freely."

The little raccoon looked worried: "Then, wouldn't His Highness Seventeenth be in danger?"

Si Li sneered and said: "Fengxu, a blood demon who has become a monk halfway, can't break the blood crystal on his body, so that kid is safe."

Sure enough, just as Si Li said, Bailian's body, which was supported by the wind, suddenly stopped.

He frowned and lowered his head, only to see blood-colored crystals condensed on his feet at some point, spreading upward like ice.

Countless red crystals like meridians grew out of the earth and connected with his body, pulling him back to the ground.

Balian frowned tightly, but he couldn't resist the blood-colored crystals gradually spreading all over his body, and he was as if he was petrified and could not move.

Seeing this, Fengxu couldn't help but be startled. Although he didn't know what happened, he also knew that this was a great opportunity for him to counterattack and kill the opponent.

He raised his head and struck out with a thunder blade, but was blocked by a blood-colored crystal pillar that suddenly grew from the ground.

The thunder blade struck it, but no trace was left behind.

Soon, Balian's body was completely covered in blood-colored crystals.

Fengxu's face was gloomy, knowing that he might not be able to move Bailian for a while.

For the current plan, the only way is to enter Shifang City first, suck enough blood to recover from his injuries, and break the constraints of the laws between heaven and earth on him.

By then, he will be able to sweep across the human world, killing gods and Buddhas when he meets them!

Fengxu's body skills were fluttering, and he was about to escape into Shifang City. Unexpectedly, Bailian, who was wrapped in thick blood crystals, suddenly moved his fingers slightly.

His movements were sealed by the blood crystal and he was unable to move, but his consciousness and spirit did not fall asleep.

At this moment, Balian's mind was extremely clear.

The spiritual power in the sea of ​​​​consciousness spurted out like a wave and merged into the heaven and earth. The six talismans flashed like firewood in his spiritual platform at the same time, as if summoning something.

The long-lost Great Sun Flame God behind Balian suddenly raised his head and reappeared!

Forgotten for a long time, the ancient sword stuck in the earth hummed and wept.

The cracks on the ground under the sword's edge spread in all directions instantly, like huge spider webs.

At the moment when the sword energy rose up, Tiance Junshan tore out a terrifying hurricane from the ground, erupted with a terrifying sword roar, and roared through the wind.

Coming to Fengxu with unparalleled speed and strength.

Fengxu's eyes trembled, and blood gushed out from his hollow eye sockets because of the sudden change and fright.

The ancient sword passed through the chest, and the burst of blood was taken out of the body by the sword like a sharp arrow and shot into all directions!

The blood spattered onto the ground, leaving traces of deep holes that looked like insect erosion.

Fengxu's body, which was still in mid-air, was hit hard suddenly, his energy was in chaos, and he fell hard into the earth, causing a wave of hundreds of feet high.

Seeing this scene, Si Li looked dumbfounded, but then put on a funny smile: "My brother, I can always bring unexpected surprises to people."

Obviously, no one expected that the mortal iron weapon that could not be possessed by spirits could be used by him as his natal weapon, and he used it so skillfully.

The Tiance Jun Mountain, which was created but abandoned by its owner and could never be used as a flying sword by the immortals in its lifetime, was now flying proudly in the clouds.

If the owner who abandoned this sword saw it, I don't know what he would think.

Fengxu covered his pierced chest and stood up from the snow. His face was extremely gloomy and ugly.

He raised his hand and grabbed the Tiance Junshan that Jutianluo had chopped down. Regardless of the blood spraying out from between his fingers, he raised his sword and smashed it down with all his strength with a cold expression on his face.

The mental power lingering on Tiance's Junshan sword was shocked to the point of collapse.

A lot of blood poured out from his lips and chest.

But even so, Fengxu, who had a golden immortal body and a body strengthened by corpse beads, still could not die from this fatal sword.

"It's a pity..." Si Li shook his head and said, "If it were another opponent, I would have died countless times against this little guy.

It’s a pity that the opponent he is fighting against this time is Jinxian.”

"Golden Immortal... is not that easy to kill."

If he drank enough blood in Shifang City, he would regain his strength and recover from his injuries.

By then, no matter how many means Balian has, he will still be unable to defeat a fallen immortal with the peak cultivation level of Tongmen Realm.

Fengxu smashed the Tiance Junshan Sword in his hand so hard that no trace of light could be seen, and the inscription on the sword was so dim that it turned into a trace.

He then threw down the sword like trash and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Shifang City.

And in the city, the people in the city who were unable to observe the specific battle process on this side knew nothing about the danger that was about to come.

He just watched the battle curiously from a distance.

I was both curious and shocked that a human monk could actually fight against the Golden Immortal Fengxu for so long.

Even Li Bansheng, who looked down upon Bailian in every possible way, could not help but become serious.

Balian was sealed in the blood crystal, and Fengxu, who was severely injured, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the fighting calmed down in the world, and the quiet wind and snow fell again.

Fengxu opened his eyes and saw a figure slowly standing up and walking out of the wind and snow, blocking the way between him and Shifang City.

Fengxu looked at Tan Guangjun with an indifferent expression: "You haven't escaped yet. This is not a wise move."

Tan Guangjun held his scepter across his chest, and slowly exhaled a warm mist from his lips that were trembling slightly due to fear.

He said in a cold voice: "Fengxu, as long as I am still alive, I will not let you get close to Shifang City."

Fengxu sneered: "It's really ridiculous to be a human lackey and loyally protect the master to the point like you."

The next moment, a strong sense of blood came toward Tan Guangjun's shop.

Tan Guangjun didn't even see Fengxu's figure clearly, and there was a sharp stabbing pain in his neck.

The cold corpse poison quickly spread from the stinging wound to the limbs and bones. With the sound of Fengxu gurgling and swallowing blood greedily, Tan Guangjun's body quickly became cold and numb.

Boom.

He fell on the snow, his body stiff and cold, his skin shriveled and losing color.

He saw Fengxu standing in the backlight, looking at him, playing with the ruling scepter in his hand, and sneered:

"I don't know that the adjudication scepter that summons the password to identify the master is of no use to me. For the sake of my colleagues, I will not take away my favor and leave it to you to be buried with you."

Although the Judgment Scepter is extremely precious, Fengxu obviously did not waste time to torture Tan Guangjun, a tough guy.

"The blood of immortals is indeed mellow. Next, I will have to taste the immortal blood of the water god. I wonder what surprises it can bring to people."

The wind and snow are getting stronger, and the figure of Fengxu has gone far away.

"Uh uh uh……"

Tan Guangjun fell to the ground like a frozen firewood. The two bright red wounds on his neck could no longer flow any blood, but a deep black color could be faintly seen in the wounds.

He breathed out the cold and dying breath with difficulty, his thin body twitched and moved little by little, and he carefully held the scepter abandoned by Fengxu in his arms.

Tan Guangjun, who was once a high-ranking companion, was so weak that he was sweating profusely after doing such a simple thing. When the cold wind blew, the cold sweat froze a thin layer of frost and snow on the surface of the skin.

color.

It seemed that he might die at any moment, and his lips became increasingly blue and white, but his rickety body continued to move little by little in the snow, leaving an eye-catching and embarrassing drag mark in the snow.

Tan Guangjun's hands were frozen, and his bloodless body was weak. It was difficult to hold the ruling scepter firmly.

He simply opened his mouth and gripped the scepter tightly with his teeth. His body was worn to pieces in the stiff cold, like a wild dog that had its limbs broken and was gasping for breath.

Tan Guangjun, who was so arrogant and arrogant, didn't care at all that his ridiculous posture, which was worse than a stray dog, was all seen by Bailian.

He moved to Balian with difficulty, spit out the scepter, and there were still dried blood scabs on the corners of his cracked mouth. Tan Guangjun said in a hoarse voice:

"Apocalypse Liuhe, Shen Yao Jiuzhou... This is the mantra for controlling the Judgment Scepter. I have erased the traces of the Lord's recognition on the Judgment Scepter.

After you come out, you can use this formula to let the scepter recognize its owner again."

Balian looked at the dying Tan Guangjun calmly, knowing what he meant by this move, and said calmly:

"This is a sacred object from your heavenly realm. I got this thing, but I got into a big trouble.

Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan... will not tolerate the scepter from the sky falling into the hands of a corpse demon."

Tan Guangjun laughed at himself: "If I had the ability to protect Your Majesty, how could I be willing to hand the scepter into your hands?

The old thief Fengxu has become a demon and is determined not to stay any longer.

But you are the only person in the world who can compete with him. With this scepter in hand, your chances of winning will be better."

Balian looked at Mr. Tan Guang who had lost all his profound veins and was dying of breath. He was silent for a moment and then said:

"Actually, you don't need to poison yourself to lure Fengxu to drink your immortal blood. He can't attack Shifang City, and he can't hurt your Majesty. You can rest assured about this."

Tan Guangjun shook his head and said: "That night you came to me to discuss cooperation in dealing with Fengxu. I knew that although you acted in an eccentric way, you were a conscientious and quick-thinking person who could grasp the overall situation.

allow.

Now that I see that you are trapped in one place, but you are not disturbed at all, I can also guess that you probably have a back-up plan in the city.

But even so, my Majesty is still in the city, and I cannot do nothing, so I leave his life and safety to an outsider to judge the situation.

The only thing I can do is to weaken his strength as much as possible to reduce his danger...

Even if you think my actions are ridiculous and unnecessary and a waste of life, as His Majesty’s companion god, this is my mission.”

Tan Guangjun's chin, which was bruised and bruised, still stubbornly pressed against the cold and rough snow, looking at Balian with a stubborn and earnest gaze, his eyes bright and burning:

"I have fulfilled my agreement with you, and you...will also help me protect His Majesty, right?"

The frost-like death gradually spread from his neck and covered his cheeks.

When he was dying, he did not take another look at the ruling scepter that brought him supreme glory and faith.

Instead, he stared straight at Bai Lian, as if he could not close his eyes until he could wait for his answer.

Bai Lian lowered his eyes and looked at him. With a flick of his finger, Tiance Junshan Sword rose up in the wind and stood on the scepter.

He did not give a very solemn answer, but said calmly: "After Fengxu dies, I will return the ruling scepter to Junhuang Chenghuang."

After all, he had no intention of using the power of this scepter to deal with Fengxu from the beginning.

However, Tan Guangjun did not hesitate to take this step and give up his scepter, which would indeed make his subsequent battle much easier.

Tan Guangjun's dying face was slightly startled, he didn't expect such an answer at all.

He lay on the ground and suddenly burst into laughter. On his deathbed, Tan Guangjun's empty eyes had the same unruly and wanton color as before.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He smiled lowly, the weak laughter was very shallow, but it revealed a wanton and unscrupulous demeanor.

"If I weren't about to die right now, I would really want to offend the taboos of these six realms."

Balian understood what he meant, but didn't answer.

The smile on Mr. Tan Guang's face gradually stopped, he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Boy, Corpse Demon, I will shamelessly accept your kindness, but until then, there is no need to mention my name to Your Majesty.

Tan Guang is just a humble stone that was born and raised by nature. It has been a blessing for three lifetimes to receive his divine light and his grace, and to be born with spiritual consciousness. I really don’t dare to let him have the thought of being covered in dust because of my broken body."

His Majesty has always been very cruel and cruel. If he had not mentioned it, he would not have remembered that there was a mortal stone in that mountain that accompanied him to become a god.

As a minister, he did not want to bring any sorrow or regret to his master.

Bai Lian pondered for a moment, and was about to speak and respond when he found that the wind and snow were blowing by, and a strand of the torn priest's robe was picked up by the strong wind and disappeared in an instant into the pale color of the basil and heavy snow.

Everything returned to silence.

There is only a small mortal stone that is cracked all over. It is inconspicuous, half hidden in the snow, and has no trace of immortality or divinity.

Balian lowered his eyes and looked at the gray mortal stone that was gradually covered by the wind and snow. He couldn't believe that the aloof and awe-inspiring immortal king not long ago could end up like this.

But now is not the time to worry too much.

Balian calmed down his mind, lowered his eyes and concentrated his energy, concentrating on fusing the corpse beads and dissolving the blood crystals.





"What's going on? Why is there no movement over there?"

"The demonic aura just now soared into the sky, turning most of the sky red. The aura was so deep and terrifying that it was terrifying. Could it be that the boy who claimed to be from Kongcang Mountain was driven to a dead end by Master Fengxu and turned into a demon?"

"Haha...it's a joke. Even if you become a demon, you have nothing to fear. With Master Jinxian Fengxu here, no matter what kind of monster he is, he can't hurt us."

As a thousand-year-old immortal who has transcended the tribulation realm, how could Li Bansheng not sense the demonic blood energy over there?

She could only think that Balian was forced to a dead end in front of the immortal Taoism, but she didn't expect that the kid had such terrifying demonic nature hidden in his body.

For a moment, even she felt creepy. If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search Novel Network has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.


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