A vague murderous intention suddenly arises, and with a single thought, hundreds of flowers bloom.
The road that Balian was about to walk suddenly turned into an illusory and ethereal ink painting.
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
Burn its flowers, and the peaches will bloom.
Two peach blossoms are blooming, and their scorching beauty is like a burning fire burning the world, sweeping through the entire ink painting.
Bailian frowned, even though he could detect that among the four White Immortals, it was the White Immortal Tan Yuansi who was the most hostile to him.
But the Golden Immortal, Bird, and Liudu had already spoken, but he, being a White Immortal, dared to disobey his order and take action privately.
What's even more unexpected is that he is also a born immortal, and dealing with a seriously injured person is not a head-on battle.
Instead, they pretended to agree first, and then carried out a sneak attack when he was negligent.
However, when it comes to life and death, either you die or I die.
The Jinxian Queliu said that he would be given three days, and since he was a dignified judicial Jinxian, he said his words casually, and naturally he would not cheat.
Furthermore, if he wanted to kill him, he could just be cut with a silver sickle, so why bother?
But even so, Bai Lian still did not relax for a moment.
Tan Yuansi's move at this moment was indeed unexpected, but Balian was not completely unprepared.
The scepter of judgment drew a long wind path, and the mantra was recited silently under his lips.
The remaining spiritual power nourished by moonlight wine in his body is far from being able to summon the fairy soul in the scepter of judgment.
But it can also draw out a ray of pure star power.
The gem on the top of the scepter of judgment shines brightly, with the light of a star shining brightly at that moment, like the majesty of heaven and earth swallowing up the light of fire.
The realm of landscape and ink painting suddenly collapsed, and the two peach blossoms that burned like fire withered.
But Tan Yuansi's attacks have always been painted in a single stroke, filling the sky with peach blossoms. This time he acted with the determination to kill, so how could it be an ordinary technique.
and……
Since the war, Balian has seen that the flowers painted by Tan Yuansi are all petals, and there has never been a complete flower.
Now there are two flowers blooming in a row, one branch on each side.
Although the realm of landscape and ink painting has been broken, the two green branches, the two peach blossoms and the stars still tremble in the chaotic wind.
Landscapes and ink scenes are paintings, and they are imaginary realms created by brushwork.
The branches and peach blossoms are also paintings, but they are the reality depicted in the painting.
The skillful brushwork creates flowers, and the imaginary painting becomes reality. This is the real immortal killing technique.
The situation is broken and the peach blossoms fall.
One fell between the eyebrows.
One flower falls in my heart.
Once it falls, it dries up.
Two qi of withering, prosperity and decay penetrate deep into the body.
The grass and trees swayed down, and Balian fell down in response to the scene. His whole body was filled with the feeling of bleak autumn wind, and his body was covered with peach petals falling slowly from the peach forest. The skin exposed outside his clothes faintly revealed a withered yellow color.
In front of my eyes, a pair of spotless pink boots crushed the dust and flowers and stepped over.
The wound on the back of Balian's neck was penetrated by the Vajra, and a pool of blood gushed out. He raised his eyes, his face was as pale as paper, and his vision began to blur.
The peach blossom that failed to bloom between the eyebrows stained his spiritual platform and caused his consciousness to fall.
Not to mention standing up, even his eyelids were as heavy as a stone, and he was almost drowning in desire.
Tan Yuansi snorted coldly and said: "This person is not dead. He is worthy of being the seed of the evil immortal demon general. It is really difficult to get rid of."
"But that's about it."
"Tan Yuansi." Jinxian Queliu slowly spat out his name. His voice was not loud, but it made everyone's hearts tremble.
Even though this low cry was very gentle, it didn't even contain any killing intent or coldness.
But Bai Xian Tan Yuansi's expression also stiffened.
He calmed down, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the fear and awe of the Golden Immortal in his heart.
He turned around, with no trace of fear on his face, and looked steadily at the Golden Fairy Bird Willow.
Tan Yuansi asked very seriously: "What? Master Queliu wants to stop my next behavior?"
The silver sickle between the fingers of Golden Fairy Bird Willow spun very fast, and the cold light shone like the fine moonlight in the mountains, making everyone's hearts tremble.
His voice was still ordinary: "I said, I will give him three days to escape."
Tan Yuansi stared and said: "That was the three days promised by Lord Queliu, not me."
Shou Feng, who has always been good friends with Tan Yuansi, said hurriedly: "Brother! Don't be rude to Lord Queliu. Bai Xian obeys orders from Jin Xian. It is an iron rule! What you said is over the top."
Tan Yuan thought: "Yes, there is order in the immortal world. When it comes to the official rank of immortal officials, the golden immortal has the upper hand over the white immortal.
In front of Lord Queliu, I don't have the slightest qualification to disobey his orders. What Jinxian said is an iron rule."
"But everyone has forgotten that on top of this iron law, there is also a golden law! No matter how big he is, can he be bigger than the Immortal Lord?"
"The killing order comes first, and what Lord Queliu said comes behind."
"Furthermore, when Lord Immortal makes the appointment, he will first order the four of us, and then you, Lord Queliu."
Tan Yuansi's eyes were fixed on the Golden Fairy Bird Willow without any hesitation, and the clenched fists in his sleeves were full of cold sweat:
"Master Queliu has been following the Immortal Master for many years in charge of the law. The Immortal Master knows very well the nature of your heart. Therefore, in this action to slay demons, we are not following you, but you are following us!"
"That's enough!" Shou Feng shouted angrily: "Are you willing to die? How dare you talk such nonsense!"
Tan Yuansi's voice was three points louder, and he shouted: "I came here under orders to kill this demon! How can I be guilty! If Lord Queliu thinks that I am guilty, wouldn't I be disobeying the Immortal Lord!"
"Master Queliu made a three-day appointment. Xiaoxian admits that it is reasonable and fair, but this fairness is your own business, Master Queliu."
"After receiving the order, the little immortal will definitely kill this demon. That is my own business. So..."
Tan Yuansi asked again: "Does Lord Queliu want to stop what Xiaoxian does next?"
The silver sickle between the Golden Fairy Bird Willow's fingers suddenly stopped and was firmly clamped between his fingers. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Tan Yuansi.
"If I say, I will stop you, do I have to kill you first?"
A clenched fist in Tan Yuansi's sleeve finally...
He slowly relaxed as if trying to survive.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, with a smile on his face that showed his scheming was successful: "But you are the god of justice, and you will never kill innocent people."
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If it were an ordinary Golden Immortal, how could he dare to be so presumptuous?
But he is Queliu, the most principled and most respectful person in the fairy world.
Therefore, not only will he not kill him, but there is no reason to stop what he will do next.
He can choose not to kill the corpse demon within three days, which is a trial method that he claims to be fair.
But he must not stop other immortals from killing the corpse demon.
It is fair not to take action.
Once you take action, it will be partiality and rebellion.
Jinxianqueliu felt very bored. He lowered his eyelids and closed his eyes. As if he didn't want to see Tan Yuansi's secretly proud face, he whispered: "It's no wonder, in all the worlds, only
Kunlun, we should live in a pure land outside the country. The name of Fengya is really... Fengya is nothing."
The words were cryptic, but it was not difficult for everyone to hear his disdain and sarcasm towards Tan Yuansi.
Not to mention Queliu, even Bai Xian Shoufeng, who had always been on good terms with Tan Yuansi, looked very embarrassed.
Even though what he said was eloquent, it still couldn't change the fact that he carried out a sneak attack.
What's more, they agreed with Jinxianqueliu's words at this moment.
Regardless of his identity, this guy saved the lives of a whole city, including His Majesty the Emperor.
They couldn't imagine what a life-and-death battle the two of them had gone through at the hands of Jinxian Fengxu, who had to be entrusted with the scepter by Tan Guangjun.
He has no selfish motives for taking possession of the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, the Scepter of Judgment.
If what he cultivated was not a demonic one but an immortal one, he would have achieved extraordinary things.
And Tan Yuansi was so eager to kill him, was it to fulfill the Immortal Lord's killing order, or was it because of the selfish selfishness that he had when he was young?
Although everyone has their own thoughts and opinions, at this moment, even Queliu has no reason to stop what he wants to do.
How could they, the White Immortals, act rashly?
If possible, Tan Yuansi doesn't want to offend Golden Fairy Bird Willow, and besides, having a grudge against those three immortal friends is definitely not a good thing.
But he had no choice. The original Junshan Sword, which had been used to break the sky, solved the knot in his heart that had troubled him for many years. The five petals of the natal fairy peach blossom in his eyes could give birth to a sixth petal.
The blooming of this petal can equal three hundred years of skill, and it is expected to break through the threshold of the Taoist Immortal Realm in this life.
But practicing cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.
Although there was no clear winner between him and Bailian, they had just fought briefly and he did lose to him.
The six-petal peach blossom has withered before it has solidified and stabilized.
A young man's troubled mind will only make him more depressed.
Even the fifth petal of the peach blossom has a tendency to wither and fail. If we just let the corpse demon go back today, it would be better to capture him again three days later.
If he were told to completely run back to the Dark Continent, he might never be able to hold on to the fifth petal of the flower again in his life.
The heart of the Tao is covered with dust, and it is difficult to clean it with just a swipe of your hand.
If you want to regain the clarity of your Taoist heart, you can only kill this demon and let the Tiance Junshan Sword completely become an ownerless thing and turn into a mortal weapon without any aura again.
Only in this way can he stabilize his state and keep his Taoist mind.
Tan Yuansi admitted that this move was selfish.
But so what.
This boy is destined to be an alien, and everyone will find him and kill him. What he did was to fulfill the order of heaven.
To become enlightened through him is just to follow the trend, so why not?
Tan Yuansi painted leaves, the green bamboo leaves are falling, and the painting weathered into a blue bamboo sword.
He looked at Balian who fell on the ground, raised the sword in his hand, and his cold brows lived up to the elegant smile of the past.
When he was a young man, he sought a sword from Heaven to pursue Junshan, but he died in vain, which was a lifelong regret and a lifelong knot.
Now, he will use his sword to kill the demons in his heart and achieve the great road!
The sword energy is as vigorous as an avalanche, and peach blossoms are everywhere with murderous intent!
Tan Yuansi is a white immortal, so when he kills people, he naturally won't talk as much useless nonsense as the mortal villain Killer Swordsman does when he kills people.
The light of the sword fell, and the sky dimmed and the sun and moon disappeared.
Although he is not a swordsman, the power of the White Immortal, and the power of a strong sword, is infinite.
How could a corpse demon who was seriously injured and had no power of resistance be able to resist?
This sword will definitely take his life!
The sword cuts, the sword falls.
Then the sword shattered.
The murderous intent in Tan Yuansi's eyes suddenly solidified. He couldn't even see clearly what happened. The bamboo sword in his hand scattered into thousands of broken leaves.
Tan Yuansi's muscles all over his body tensed instantly.
The moment the bamboo sword shattered, a handful of blood flowers suddenly appeared.
The man who broke the sword was also injured!
The next moment, Tan Yuansi felt a cold gaze coming from the air.
In this world, someone actually dared to save a corpse demon in front of five immortals.
This is simply treason! You are seeking your own death!
Tan Yuansi turned the bamboo pen in his hand, and the remaining leaves sprouted flowers, and thousands of leaves flew away and the frost killed them all!
The aura of the man with the broken sword is extremely powerful, but at the same time, this aura is also extremely unstable, as if it may disintegrate at any time. It is obvious that he has been seriously injured when he came.
Even though you are suffering from an old illness, you still dare to try to save people under the Immortal Sword?
Don’t underestimate yourself!
The flowers and leaves rose up casually, forming winds and dragons, converging into an extremely terrifying killing force, attacking towards the aura.
A huge snow-white fox tail rose up to cover the sky, blocking the moonlight all over the sky, and collided with the remaining peach blossom leaves.
There was a loud bang, and the peach forest trembled wildly. Pink petals danced all over the sky, and blood was like rain, dripping, and dots of scarlet were embellished with peach makeup.
Some of the blood spurted out from Tan Yuansi's mouth, and some spilled from the broken wound of the huge fox tail.
Tan Yuansi's bamboo pen was broken, so naturally his sword could not hurt the owner of the fox tail.
However, at the moment when the fox tail appeared, the golden fairy bird willow moved.
He moved without hesitation, and his eyes that had always been as calm as water suddenly became sharp and sharp.
The silver 'scythe' flew out from his fingertips and turned into a huge silver moon scimitar, ruthlessly cutting off the huge snow-white fox tail.
The moment before Balian passed out, he vaguely heard a scream as sharp as an animal's roar.
And in the sight, under the huge broken white fox tail, there is a petite and pitiful figure with a domineering air.
That is……
"The No. 1 river in the devil world, Shuci." Golden Fairy Bird and Willow's figure was like the wind, appearing behind Tan Yuansi, raising her palms to support him who was about to fall, and looking at the girl under the moonlight with indifferent eyes.
Compared to when they met on the battlefield in the past, when they met in the human world now, Lord Mohe's dress was much more unique.
She was wearing coarse linen that didn't fit her body. There were patches of different sizes among the colorful and simple fabrics. It looked like a disobedient child from some family had stolen the clothes hung by the aunt at the entrance of the village. She was white and tender.
Her tender little feet were sucking on a pair of velvet cloth shoes.
From head to toe, there is a sense of down-to-earth poverty.
All that was left behind her was the beautiful fox tail that had not been chopped off. It was white and clear, full of enchanting nobility.
Her hair was extremely long, trailing to the ground like a waterfall. Her vertical pupils were extremely cold, and her face had an inhuman indifference. She glanced at the tail that had been chopped off and laughed at herself.
"Nowadays, we are not the number one river in the demon world."
She turned her eyes slightly and glanced at the unconscious Balian on the ground: "This guy is it."
The corpse demon royal family actually became a demon river?
It has even shaken the unshakable position of the Sichuan River in Shuci for hundreds of thousands of years, ranking among the first rivers?!
Doesn’t this mean that the corpse demon clan will want to join forces with the demon world?!
This is a world-wide event.
Jinxianqueliu was not shaken by these words. He said calmly: "According to my observation, this little guy's behavior is very different from your demon world."
Shu Ci hummed, pointed at Bailian and said, "I want this guy."
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