After a while, when the fragrance dissipated, Chi Mo felt that his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. The murderous aura at that moment was so strong that he was sweating profusely.
He calmed his mind, and the image of the dragon spiral rolled more and more fiercely into the darkness. At the same time, various sprints and bursts of images were continuously created, and the figure rushed left and right in the forest, just like madness, destroying the scene into even more chaos.
Gu Dian looked at the middle of the field, his eyes flickering, and the wonderful flick of his hand just now kept replaying in his mind.
That is the artistic conception of the ancient willow whip, and it is absolutely unmistakable.
Gu Dagger once saw a description of this artistic conception in the sect's classics. He has a body shape like a willow, and can emit whip blows all over his body. When practiced to the extreme, he can destroy mountains and cities with a flick of his finger.
However, this artistic conception belongs to a giant force in the north.
In the struggle between the two major forces, Ziji was caught in the middle.
God, do you really want to kill Zi Ji completely?
There was indescribable sadness and anger in Gu Dian's eyes.
Thousands of years ago, Ziji was at its peak, with more than 10,000 people. After being suppressed by Jianshuang City, the number dropped sharply to less than 800.
These eight hundred seniors had no choice but to take a desperate boat out to sea. Along the way, they experienced raging torrents, rampant sea beasts, the ship ran out of food, and corpses ate and drank blood. By the time they arrived at Ziji Island, they were no longer enough.
Fifty people.
Among Ziji's inheritance, there is a series of artistic conceptions called "Hai Xing Elegy", which is composed of six artistic conceptions, and Nuhaichao is one of them. These six artistic conceptions are very different from Ziji's original inheritance style.
It records Zi Ji’s history of blood and tears in the sea.
Now that a thousand years have passed, Gu Dagger set foot on the mainland again with the hopes and entrustments of the elders, hoping to open up a new world for Ziji.
After thirty years of hard work, everything is going smoothly.
But God! Why are you so heartless towards Zi Ji?
Listening to the killing that was going on in the night, Gu Dian's heart felt like bleeding. These people were all the descendants that he had picked up from Zijing Island in batches in the past thirty years, and they were the elites on Zijing Island.
, the future of Zijiliu.
But under the brutal killing of the opponent, they fell in pieces like purple seaweed under a typhoon.
On the left came the fluctuations of the artistic conception of Zhuang Da's Nu Haichao, layer upon layer like a surging tide, mixed with a sense of helplessness and grief.
When Elder Xingyou taught artistic conception, he once said that the artistic conception of Raging Sea Chao requires not only the anger of Hachao, but also a helpless sadness. This is the Raging Sea Chao in the Elegy of the Sea.
Zhuang Da is a genius among the younger generation of Ziji, but his raging waves have always been filled with anger and no sadness. However, in the fluctuations that can be heard at this moment, in the turbulent waves, there is a feeling of sadness and anger.
Soft but profound.
But this was his last song. With a clear cold snort, this turbulent and sad and angry mood suddenly stopped.
Gu Dian calmed down and began to think of a way out.
There are at least three Realm Masters on the other side, and this kind of power is definitely not something that our side can compete with. In any case, Zi Ji's group cannot be wiped out here, and someone must return to the island to report.
He puffed up his lips, and a series of nightingale calls came out from his lips. The meaning of the changes in the tune was: disperse and escape, one by one as long as he can escape.
The people in the forest quickly reacted and began to quietly retreat to the outside.
"Want to run?" Venerable Dajue soon noticed the abnormality, and then raised a disc-shaped urn into the sky. With the input of spiritual power, the arc-shaped bottom of the urn suddenly became as smooth as a mirror.
, reflecting the surrounding moving objects.
Following the guidance of this disk, Venerable Dajue ran like a wolf and began to frantically hunt the fleeing cultivators. At the same time, he reported some positions that he could not take into account to guide his companions in hunting.
"This is the lake mirror." Gu Dagger looked at the square disk and immediately guessed its origin.
This kind of urn is relatively famous on the mainland, which means the shadow of the lake. Every stone thrown into the calm lake will cause ripples on the lake. Every small change in reality is like a stone dropped into the calm lake.
The stones will be reflected clearly in the mirror.
Relying on the lake mirror, within just a few minutes, more than a dozen Silent Realm cultivators were hunted and killed. If all the Silent Realm cultivators escaped a little faster, they would be adorned by Venerable Dajue, and then they would be killed.
Kill ruthlessly.
The four of them were like leapers, running back and forth in the forest. Using the guidance of the lake mirror, they quickly killed all the cultivators trying to escape.
The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger, caught in the night wind, making the night look crazy.
There was no scream, only the proud laughter of the hunter when he was hunting, which sounded like the most ferocious ghost howl in the silent forest.
The cultivators of Ziji were so suppressed that they did not dare to move. They could only huddle in the forest without moving, waiting for Venerable Dajue and the other four to slowly search them out, and then be brutally killed one by one.
Another muffled hum sounded in the silent forest.
Gu Dagger's eyes were like rays of light, staring at the mirror of the lake.
There are less than half of the Ziji realm cultivators alive in the forest. This mirror must be destroyed, otherwise Ziji and everyone will be wiped out.
Gu Dagger had made up his mind and lifted up a corpse at his feet. The twenty-eight branches of his mind were twisted strangely, and soon they were woven into a circular artistic conception. The spiritual power was flowing continuously in it, but the fluctuations of the artistic conception could not be restrained and were extremely weak.
.
This artistic conception is called the cycle of the sun and the moon, and it is also one of the tragic songs of the sea.
The predecessors traveled on the sea in broken boats, but saw that the sun and moon alternated and the sea was vast. They could not see the other shore in front of them and could not see the way back. They created this artistic conception when they were desperate and confused.
As soon as the artistic conception of the ancient dagger was woven, the spiritual tool Sun and Moon Scimitar hanging on the waist floated up, swam to the two armpits of the corpse, and slowly moved forward while holding the corpse.
The movement of the corpse was immediately reflected in the lake mirror. Venerable Dajue gave a ferocious smile, and his artistic conception was complete. He pounced towards the corpse like an eagle fighting a rabbit. As soon as his fist landed on the head of the corpse, he immediately
I realized something was wrong. The opponent in front of me was not a normal person in terms of reaction or touch.
The two scimitars under the armpits of the corpse cut out like lightning, tracing mysterious trajectories, kissing the neck and stabbing the chest.
In the flash of lightning, Venerable Dajue had no time to weave his artistic conception and forced himself to block with his arms. Two scimitars cut into his arms at the same time, piercing the two forearms.
"Ah hmm!"
This was the first scream since the beginning of the war. As soon as it rang out, Venerable Dajue forcibly stopped it. He endured the pain and forcibly weaved the artistic conception. Before the artistic conception was completed, he saw the two scimitars coming out of their holes like snakes.
Prepare to exit from the forearm.
Venerable Dajue snorted coldly, stood up ferociously, moved his arms closer, struck each other with the handles of the knives, and forced the two scimitars into his forearms. Then the muscles of his arms tightened, the hilts of the knives touched each other, and the scimitars were
Locked up tightly.
The ancient dagger continuously drove the cycle of sun and moon, but the two swords could not move. Seeing that the middle-aged woman was already rushing to help, he knew that the opportunity was fleeting. He gave up the two swords immediately and took out another short blade from the elephant ring.
, weaving the artistic conception of Jinghong Hong, the short blade flicked his hand like a shooting star, shooting towards the mirror of the lake.
Venerable Dajue jumped up and stood in front of the lake mirror. His mind twisted like crazy. Finally, before the short blade arrived, he raised the golden bell to protect his mind.
Jinghong's short blade was as powerful as lightning, hitting the Golden Bell's artistic conception like a battering ram. Following a strong fluctuation, the Golden Bell's artistic conception collapsed instantly like ice breaking, and the short blade also
It was already at the end of its powerful crossbow, and it fell from the sky.
Venerable Dajue kicked the handle of the short blade, and the short blade immediately shot back.
The ancient dagger caught the short blade casually and looked at the situation. The middle-aged woman had already reached the bottom of the lake shadow mirror, and the chance of crushing the lake shadow mirror had been completely lost.
Walk!
Gu Dagger immediately made his decision.
At this time, the situation has become clear. Only by escaping from the reflection range of the lake mirror as quickly as possible can there be a chance of survival. He puffed his lips and issued his order: ignore the pursuit and escape at all speeds.
Although the order has been issued, Gu Dagger has no hope for it.
At this time, there are about thirty or forty Zijijing cultivators alive in the forest. These Zijijing cultivators all belong to young people, and their cultivation is not outstanding. They are being chased by three realm masters and one realm master from the other side.
I'm afraid no one can escape, and the only one who can escape may be himself.
He no longer hesitated, and immediately activated his solidified Sui Feng into the Night. His figure was uncertain and as light as a feather, moving quickly through the forest, escaping like a ghost towards the outer reaches of the battlefield.
His speed is not too fast, but he is as erratic as a ghost. The changes in speed and slowness seem to be completely unconventional. His body moves through the forest silently, like a poisonous snake swimming.
He sneaked all the way and finally felt relieved after escaping for several hundred meters. He listened carefully to the movement behind him and found no trace of the enemy pursuing him.
The killing in the distance was still going on, and Zi Jingjingxiu finally became desperate. Occasionally, he heard a frantic roar before death, echoing the wailing song from the north. Every sound pierced Gu Dagger's heart, making him
My heart bleeds.
Under the monitoring of detecting artistic conception, the killer's artistic conception fluctuated in the night, and every ups and downs were accompanied by the dissipation of a soul.
Wait, there is one less mood swing.
During the monitoring to detect the artistic conception, only the artistic conception of the three enemies fluctuated, but the woman weaving the artistic conception of the ancient willow whip disappeared.
Gu Dian's brows immediately tightened, and he quickly searched around for any movement, but there was nothing unusual. He was about to feel relieved when something suddenly occurred to him and he suddenly looked up.
An infinite light suddenly erupted in the sky.
The eyes of Zi Jingjing Xiu are extremely sensitive to light, even in the darkest night, they can still catch the faintest trace of light. However, such sensitive eyes will immediately feel like needles pricking them when encountering such a strong and infinite light explosion.
Gu Dagger's eyes soon overflowed with a series of tears, and when he opened his eyes, there was complete darkness.
He knew that he was in danger and was almost in a certain death situation. He ran wildly towards the dark forest. As his footsteps rushed, the sound of "rustling" passing through the forest was like the grinning god of death, providing a clear clue to the pursuers behind him.
Guidelines.
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and hurriedly ran through the forest. He took off the elephant ring on his hand and punched in several artistic conception structures. Then, with a flick of his fingers, he carved a piece of text into the artistic conception structure.
"Boom!"
His left shoulder hit a tree, causing pain like a broken bone. His body was knocked into the air while sprinting.
At this moment.
Gu Dian knew very well that the opponent would definitely seize this opportunity to take action. When he turned around, the Jinghong mood came out. His right arm was like a catapult, and more than a dozen hidden weapons of various types were thrown out behind him, while the elephant ring in his hand
Mixed in the hidden weapons, it was shot silently towards an unknown corner.
The hidden weapon hit the forest, making a soft sound like rain hitting the jungle.
There was no movement behind him. He listened carefully but found nothing. The other party seemed to have suddenly left.
But Gu Dian knew that there was absolutely no way the other party would let her go. It was said that the dying beast was the craziest. She was just afraid of her own dying counterattack, so she was still looking for opportunities.
But it can't be delayed too long, the other party will definitely take action before his eyes recover.
He stood in the forest and said loudly: "Friend, Zi Ji just wants a place to gain a foothold, why must he kill them all?"
There was no answer, only his own voice echoed lonely in the forest.
A howling wind came from the left.
Gu Dagger's whole body tightened, and the concept of Raging Sea Chao was instantly woven, and his whole body felt like an irresistible huge wave, and his palms moved like windmills, slapping towards the left.
What he started with was a thick tree trunk, which was quickly broken into wood chips under the continuous blows of the ancient dagger.
Among the sawdust in the sky, a weak arm suddenly appeared. With a flick of the wrist, all the sawdust flew towards the ancient dagger like a hidden weapon, continuously hitting his protective artistic conception.
, making his protective artistic conception weaker and weaker.
The ancient dagger roared, going against the trend, like a roaring sea wave, waving its arms, fists like hammers, hammering on that arm several times in a row. Then the arm suddenly retreated and disappeared, and the ancient dagger followed step by step,
The punch came out like an arrow, hitting in the predicted direction.
Short shot!
Gu Dagger secretly screamed that something was wrong. Then a palm struck his ribs like a whip, shattering the protective image and breaking one of his ribs.
A finger flicked on the tail end of the broken bone, and the broken bone was fired out like a bullet, traveling through the body of the ancient dagger, continuously penetrating several organs in the body, and pierced through the left shoulder.
"ah!"
The ancient dagger roared wildly, and his fists were like lightning, covering all corners of the body. The entire area seemed to be at the center of the storm.
The fist struck the opponent's arm twice in a row, and then the opponent retreated. The ancient dagger followed up, but punched the giant tree with one punch, smashing through the trunk. When he tried to search again, the opponent's sound had been lost.
A breaking curse struck, the angry sea was dispersed, and all the violent storms stopped instantly.
Gu Dagger's consciousness gradually dissipated, his left arm was pierced through the tree trunk, and his whole body stood leaning against the tree trunk.
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and in the light and shadow, there was a hazy and graceful figure.
Immediately, everything was replaced by darkness.dd