Chapter 0097 The Sword and the Storm Break the Holy Book of Blood Sacrifice
"Brother Canglan..." Qingluo saw Canglan take off a thick layer of black and red shell, revealing a jade-faced Shura face. That face actually stung her eyes, and she couldn't move away anymore.
One inch of eyes.
"Wait a minute." Mie Canglan pushed away the pieces of debris around his body, sat on the ground and practiced strange magic forms with his hands. He adjusted the clear and smooth but high and bulging true energy all over his body and adjusted his breathing smoothly. He only felt the true energy like a swimming dragon in his body.
Drawing out the two heavens of ice and fire, they all merge into the more powerful inner energy. At this time, the body has different feelings, as if a magic door has been opened, allowing the surging tide to pass in, and the whole body is eager to be filled with strength.
The feeling of emptiness had to be stirred up and washed away by a wave of cold and hot air before it felt better.
"Huh--" Mie Canglan pressed down his hands, and a vapor-like blood-purple shimmer suddenly came back into his body. He stood up with his arms stretched out, and gently stretched out his muscles. His body was as slender as bamboo, like a finely carved figure.
As delicate as a white jade figure.
"Brother Canglan, clothes!" Qingluo clapped her hands and cheered, stepped forward and tugged on the skirt of Canglan's clothes and said, "What a beautiful pattern..."
"Well..." Mie Canglan looked back at himself, and saw that the style of his clothes had not changed, but had turned into a deep black like the dark night, with strange but gorgeous blood-red ** patterns painted on it, and it also gave off a skin-like smell.
Soft feeling.
"There must be some secret in these clothes." Mie Canglan took a breath, gently touched Qing Luo's little head and said, "I feel that my magic door has been opened, A Luo... what I need most now is to know what to do.
How to practice." He returned his hand and pressed the ice-silver purse tightly tied around his waist, "We must find the Baiyun Tower..."
"Shh, brother..." Qingluo suddenly remembered something, pulled Mie Canglan closer to the dense sea of books, and raised her hand to take back the large clear light. Although the clear light did not emit real visible brilliance, it had a buzzing sound.
His true energy vibrates, and anyone who comes close will definitely notice it.
"A Luo, tell me what happened when I was unconscious just now." Mie Canglan's voice was cold and powerful. It was both gentle and like a command, making people follow it unconsciously.
So Qingluo told the whole story, blinked her big eyes and looked at Dingmi Canglan and said, "Brother Canglan, there are many things I don't understand..."
Mie Canglan also had many doubts in his heart, but he knew exactly what he should do now, so he raised his eyebrows and comforted him, "Don't worry about it now, I will figure it out one by one in the future... Well, what is that...?"
I saw Mie Canglan's sword eyebrows slightly raised, a trace of silent lightning power appearing on his face like a jade-faced Shura, his Dharma eyes became clearer, and from a distance I saw a man carrying a black and white sword walking towards him, standing in front of him.
On the periphery of this sea of books, no one noticed their aura.
"Thank you very much." Sure enough, after hearing Lan Yue's strange voice that was neither yin nor yang, she gave out a smile that seemed to be pity and ridicule, and shook a thin black shadow on her hand, "The antidote is already in your hand.
Go and save your poor Chongyun girl."
After saying that, Na Lanyue laughed sharply, turned around and walked away quickly, leaving behind a long laugh like a curse, "But how are you going to explain to her the fact that you killed her father, huh? Haha -"
"Tsk..." Mie Canglan only listened to a few residual sounds and roughly figured out the outline of what happened. He heard Lan Yue's footsteps disappear instantly, leaving only the dark smell of ancient books filling the air around him.
"Brother Canglan..." Qingluo pulled the corner of Mie Canglan's clothes and said, "What should we do?"
"...Let's go." Mie Canglan pushed her fiery red hair behind her back, and when she walked, it was like a raging fire rising slightly. She pulled Qingluo and walked out.
Unexpectedly, there are still bookshelves on all sides surrounding this sea of books. The thick shadows do not let out a trace of clean air, and the breath is full of the smell of decaying ancient books. Mie Canglan looked around, squinted his fiery red phoenix eyes coldly, and raised two eyebrows.
A little blood-purple light emitted from his finger, and he softly chanted the strange spell that he was born with.
Suddenly there was a sound of wind blowing all around, but I couldn't feel the slightest movement of the wind. Instead, I saw all the dark bookshelves spinning around and retreating rapidly backwards in a blur.
Mie Canglan and the two stood in the void. Suddenly, they saw the blood-purple light disappear, and the sound of the wind calmed down. Mie Canglan slowly lowered his finger, and after retreating from the illusion composed of a maze of bookshelves, what appeared in front of them was
A long spiral ladder dazzles the human eye.
"Hmm..." Qingluo raised her legs and took a look, rubbing her eyes and murmured, "I was so anxious just now, I came up in just a few steps, but now I feel dizzy just looking at it..."
"A Luo." Mie Canglan's face was filled with frost, which made people feel like they were bowing down. But at this time, his tone suddenly became gentle, "Thank you."
"...What are you talking about, brother?" Qing Luo was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly realized what Mie Canglan was pointing at, hugged his strong arm and said with a smile, "For brother... A Luo is willing to do anything!"
"Good sister." Mie Canglan knelt down and stroked Qingluo's head, but immediately lowered his eyes and turned his head, as if he had already locked onto the movement there.
Qingluo also looked at it, and saw a black shadow trembling slightly deep in the interlaced bookshelf. A long trail of blood was dragged away from the corner illuminated by the faint light, and fresh dots of blood glowed.
"Brother..." Qingluo's heart tightened and she leaned tightly against Mie Canglan.
Without saying a word, Mie Canglan held his hands behind his back and secretly pinched his magic fingers, and lowered his hand lightly to move the blood mist. He stepped deeply into the shadow connected by the blood stains.
The trembling black shadow is right in front of you, and there is a huddled shadow next to it, motionless and silent. The half-shadow of Mie Canglan is like the God of Death who has just emerged from hell and has found the first person to pronounce sentence. His whole body exudes awe.
The evil spirit of cold.
A ball of green-blue brilliance with dark blood spots arose, immediately illuminating the area. The light was eerie, and it was even more strange when it shone on Liu Fufeng's pale face, which was raised in surprise.
"You..." Liu Fufeng's eyes widened, and his face became as thin as a dead man in the blink of an eye. He looked up and down in disbelief at this strange and beautiful young man in a blood-striped black robe in front of him.
"...Liu Fufeng?" Mie Canglan raised her eyebrows lightly. She turned her eyes and saw clearly the pile of black figures next to her. Even if she was facing down, she could clearly see Gu Wangchuan's eyes that refused to close until death. Then
The once sharp and powerful snake sword turned into a dead snake, falling limply aside and shattered to pieces on the ground.
"You...you..." Liu Fufeng was even more surprised, dumbfounded as if seeing a ghost. He had already vaguely guessed who was in front of him based on the unique cold power, but he couldn't believe it no matter what.
At this moment, the pale Liu Fufeng, who seemed to be illuminated by the light of death's summons, suddenly moved, and a weak cough came from his arms, followed by another one, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ah, Chongyun!" Liu Fufeng quickly picked up Gu Chongyun, stroked her green and black face and called out, "Chongyun, how are you? Chongyun..."
But she saw that Gu Chongyun's brows were frowning, as if she was desperately trying to open her eyes, but the poison had just subsided and she had not yet regained consciousness, and she was still lying softly in Liu Fufeng's arms.
Just as Liu Fufeng was about to scream again, Mie Canglan suddenly curled up his lips and said, "Before waking her up, shouldn't you hide her father's body first?"
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