The petals of the phoenix are flying and floating in the entire sky, and the vast snowy field has turned into a sea of flowers.
Zhuge Buliang stood there, and behind him, a charming crystal-like phoenix flower tree took shape.
The two old men of the Snow Clan stepped back unconsciously. The power of the domain was not something they could resist. Although the old men were all elders of the Snow Clan, they had not yet understood their own domain. They were not like those who defy the heavens.
Talented people, some even spend their whole lives, unable to understand the mysteries of the field.
Kurosawa also cast a surprised look at Zhuge Buliang: "Is this the realm?"
At this moment, he is also in Zhuge Buliang's domain, but he is not affected by the power of the domain.[
On the contrary, the two old men from the Snow Tribe across from them turned pale, and they felt a strong sense of oppression pressing towards them.
"kill!"
Zhuge Buliang shouted deeply, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again the next moment, he had already appeared in front of an old man. The golden light was shining brightly on the bricks, and he slapped him fiercely.
The old man's expression changed drastically, and he instantly formed hundreds of ice shields to block his face. However, in the face of the bombardment of bricks, these ice shields were all like paper, and it was impossible to stop Zhuge Buliang's pace.
The old man raised his hand and waved, and an ancient shield appeared in his hand, blocking it in front of him.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The golden light of the bricks shone brightly, containing the two domineering magical powers of Taiwu Heart Sutra and Longxuan Jin. A cultivator under the power of Taixu could not withstand this blow. The old man's body flew backwards, and one arm was hit.
Bloody and bloody.
"Buzz!"
The sound of the strings trembled, leading an old man from the Snow Tribe to sit down in the void, holding a guqin in his arms. The strings rippled, and a wave of sound swept out, turning into sharp swords and stabbing Zhuge Bu.
Bright.
"Duh!"
Zhuge Buliang opened his mouth and drank softly, and as soon as he used the sound killing technique, all the sound waves collapsed. The guqin made a "clang" sound, the strings broke, and the old man spat out a mouthful of blood.
Now that they are in Zhuge Buliang's domain, their strength has been greatly suppressed, and they cannot even display their normal strength. They were defeated in the first try, and it was a disastrous defeat. At this moment, the two of them couldn't help but have the idea of retreating.
I mean, they can't turn defeat into victory in this situation.
"Death!" Zhuge Buliang shouted softly. The vigorous purple energy was originally beating in his pupils, but now the purple energy completely receded, replaced by an aura full of deathly silence, as if it were an abyss of hell.
Dead Eye.
This is a unique skill used by the Guwu clan to obliterate the opponent's spiritual consciousness and soul. Zhuge Buliang rarely uses it in normal times. Now that his cultivation has reached the realm of Tao Yun Peeping into the Sky, the power of the Eye of Death is even greater than before.
It has doubled dozens of times.
The two snow tribe old men trembled. They felt that everything in the world had disappeared, except for a pair of eyes filled with deathly silence. These eyes seemed to open the door to hell and devour them.
"kindness"
"Forehead"[
The two men groaned in unison, their faces slumped, their soul tools had been severely injured.
"Hehehehe" Zhuge Buliang stepped forward with a sinister smile, opened his mouth wide, and a purple spray came out, instantly covering the two old men. Their eye holes protruded, their skin quickly shriveled, and their long silver-white hair also
Losing their luster, they felt that the original spiritual power in their bodies was being sucked away by a powerful suction force.
In a moment, two shriveled corpses fell from the air.
Zhuge Buliang licked his lips, as if he still had something to say. His sleeves shook, and the phoenix petals in the sky disappeared, removing the power of the domain.
Kurosawa walked up, glanced at Zhuge Buliang with a complicated expression, and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here."
Zhuge Buliang also had a wry smile on his face. Although he and Kurosawa didn't have any big grudges, their relationship wasn't very harmonious when they were in Kyushu, and he even acted as a robber and robbed someone else's house.
"I robbed you of a few weapons, but now I save your life, it's even." Zhuge Buliang said with a smile.
Hearing this, Kurosawa was stunned and showed an embarrassed smile.
"How come you are related to the Snow Clan, and why are they chasing you?" Zhuge Buliang asked.
A fierce light flashed in Kurosawa's eyes, and he said: "I met a strong man from the Snow Clan some time ago. He suddenly said that the seven divine weapons in my divine weapon spectrum were relics of their Snow Clan, so he tried to snatch them away. Unfortunately, I was defeated.
He, was succeeded by him. So I was unwilling to sneak into the Snow Clan and take back the seven divine weapons, but unexpectedly my whereabouts were exposed and I was hunted down by the Snow Clan."
As he said this, Kurosawa couldn't help but turn pale. It seemed that the extreme cold power in his body was taking effect.
"The cultivation level of this snow girl is really terrifying," Kurosawa said gloomily.
"Let's go, find a place where I can clear the coldness in your body for you." Zhuge Buliang said.
The two people quickly left the Fantasy Snow Territory. This is the territory of the Snow Clan, and it is too conspicuous. Several cultivators of the Snow Clan died here just now. I believe that the Snow Clan will learn this news soon. They need to do it as soon as possible.
of leaving.
In a snowy mountain, Zhuge Buliang helped Kurosawa clear the cold power from his body. This cold power was indeed the Yin Qi unique to the snow girl. After taking care of it, Kurosawa adjusted his fortune on his own.
Zhuge Buliang stood on the top of the snow mountain, looking into the depths of the vast snowy land, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Not long after, Kurosawa woke up and his face looked much better.
"What are your plans?" Zhuge Buliang asked.
"Of course we will reenter the Snow Clan and recapture the Seven Divine Weapons." Kurosawa said firmly.
"Don't be impatient. Your current cultivation level is only at the peak of Concentration and Transformation, and the masters of the Snow Tribe are like Lin. It's a fluke that you can escape back this time." Zhuge Buliang said lightly: "It's better to wait until you officially enter.
Dao Yun will make further plans in the Sky Peeping Realm, at least then you will still have the strength to fight against the Snow Clan."
Kurosawa hesitated for a moment, then he raised his head and glanced at Zhuge Buliang, his eyes full of complex expressions. He had also seen Zhuge Buliang fight several masters of the Snow Tribe before, and he wanted to ask Zhuge Buliang for help, but he said no.
Exit, after all, he just saved his life, how can he let him follow him through life and death again? At least the relationship between the two is not that close yet.
Zhuge Buliang naturally saw Kurosawa's dilemma, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Back in Kyushu, he was a heroic and unruly person, but now he has become a little hesitant. It seems that these days in the prehistoric fairyland, he
There is also an unknown experience.[
"This is the territory of the Snow Clan. I believe that the Snow Clan will find out our whereabouts soon. Please take care of yourself." Zhuge Buliang said. Although he lamented Kurosawa's fate, he would not risk it for someone he didn't know very well.
People go through life and death, and with their current strength, it is still difficult to break into the Snow Clan.
"Take care of yourself too," Kurosawa said with a self-deprecating smile and cupped his hands.
Three days later, Zhuge Buliang still has not left this snowy area. He has no destination at the moment. He is just wandering around at will, practicing his cultivation in the way of an ascetic. Snow is flying all over the sky, and blood flowers the size of a palm are rustling.
When it falls, the biting cold wind seems to blow into the depths of one's soul.
Zhuge Buliang was in the ice and snow, walking forward step by step.
Zhuge Buliang was in the ice and snow, walking forward step by step. Along the way, he met several cultivators from the Snow Clan, but they were all fooled. If they were really not easy to fool, they directly killed them, but there was no trace of them.
Encountered some big trouble.
Finally on the sixth day, Zhuge Buliang was about to walk out of the snowy area. Although he was still in the wind and snow, the mountains in the distance were clearly visible.
Suddenly, in the wind and snow, a woman walked towards me. On this biting ice field, the woman was wearing a thin pink dress, with her black hair tied behind her head, and carrying a sheathed magic weapon on her back.
Jian. Dang Zhuge Buliang was stunned when he saw the appearance of this woman, as if he was frozen.
"Is it her? How is it possible? She has obviously already" Zhuge Buliang called in his heart.
The woman passed by Zhuge Buliang without squinting, and a faint fragrance floated past Zhuge Buliang.
Zhuge Buliang walked forward with stiff steps, his mind pounding. He knew that face all too well, and even the breath was surprisingly imaginable.
That woman actually looks exactly like Su Yan!!
"Impossible! I've obviously killed her, and it's definitely not the same person after so many years!" Zhuge Buliang calmed down and made a calm judgment.
ps: Alas, the outline needs to be reset later, which is really troublesome.