Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 175 Thousands of miles of dragons, thousands of miles, may dragons change

The Demon Cult's revenge plan is actually not complicated. It was just that the vision of the local martial arts figures limited them, so that the masters of all parties did not think about bombarding Tianmen at first.

After all, Shattering the Void has been the pursuit of countless masters for thousands of years. Those who are rich in martial arts wisdom always think about how to contact the Tianmen earlier and how to cross the Tianmen more easily.

Throughout the ages, there are too few people who have the leisurely mind to weigh the importance of Tianmen, and there is only one case who really decides to do it.

However, if you exclude the differences in vision and look at their plan with an equal and fearless attitude, you will find that there is still a big flaw in this plan, that is——if the gate of heaven is really broken, Shao Lingxiao He didn't set a retreat for himself.

At that time, he must have been under extremely severe attrition. The monster mutants of the Demon Cult and the foreign aid of the Samsara team had all their cards in their cards, and there were no more variables. In that case, if you give up fighting, you will only go all out with a more determined attitude.

At that time, the Devil's Cult seemed to want to reproduce the hopeless situation when the army besieged and the building was about to collapse.

This is what Shao Lingxiao wanted.

He just wanted to rearrange the scene ten years ago and give himself a chance to choose again.

Now the plan has been blocked, and the dangerous situation has come earlier than expected, but this is not bad, this is more like back then.

The tornado of sword energy is brilliant.

Originally, the water-colored sword shadow of the leader of the Demon Cult was as crystal clear as glass, and the light of the sword energy was not strong, as if it was just a slightly reflective water surface under the early morning sky.

But now this sword whirlwind is brilliant and bright in the dark night. Anyone who looks in this direction can see a rotating and expanding beam of light.

Then, the beam of light suddenly shook violently, as if the fundamental part was displaced by a huge force.

Bang! ! ! !

Guan Luoyang threw his fist into the tornado of sword energy, and all the sword energy at the base of the whirling wind pillar was shattered by his fist, and driven away by the wind and thunder airflow carried by him.

The flying light sword returned to Shao Lingxiao's body like a few rays of phantom light, and met Guan Luoyang's fist with the palm of his hand.

The dense layers of sword energy in front of his palm, like thousands of fine and flowing crystal threads, shuttled back and forth, and there was a fierce sword sound between the friction.

Although under the bombardment of the fist, there were a lot of gaps between the fine sword wires, and there were many signs of the sword wires breaking, but the whole body was not destroyed, and the swimming sword wires absorbed the power of the fist. Constantly dividing and becoming smaller, the friction carries the bias elsewhere.

But this time, the force of the fist that hit Shao Lingxiao's palm neither pursued penetration nor turned rigidity into softness.

Guan Luoyang stepped forward with a lunge, and the fist on the opponent's palm was pushed forward again, and a dull loud sound was transmitted from inside his body, especially the shoulders, elbows, and wrists.

The Lightning Flying Shadow armor has protective accessories at these joints. At this time, those accessories are stimulated by the internal burst of energy to vibrate and glow. The increase of the armor makes these three joints, from the shoulder to the wrist, sequentially Swing a circle of slow light waves with a strong sense of power.

In Shao Lingxiao's feeling, it was the power of the fist that bombarded him, which skyrocketed three times in a row.

It's like a scene where a flood hits a dam, there is no buffer of the tide coming and going, just as a wave hits, a bigger wave rushes in, the sound of the tide, from the sound of water to thunder, and then to the roar of the dragon and the collapse of the sky bang.

Moreover, the tide surging around Guan Luoyang was made up of surging blue flame heat energy.

The divine phoenix is ​​bathed in fire, and the flood dragon sets sail!
"The pursuit of victory? I want your life!!"

The sword armor in front of Shao Lingxiao's palm shattered, his wrist moved back, his elbow bent, his shoulder trembled, and his body turned sideways.

The sword energy that formed the whirlwind just now also collapsed backward from the sky, like an avalanche filled with bright light and dust everywhere.

And among these sword qi flowing like snow, strands split and bulge.

From the rush of sword energy to galloping in human form, the sword energy actually formed many blurred and glowing human silhouettes, wearing dancing robes, and charged towards the imperial city.

Lu Gu'an was startled when a light and shadow came before his eyes. The Shanghan swordsmanship in the family's kendo, which was warm and cold, pierced straight through with a slightly heavy sword.

The light and shadow pointed like a sword, and the fingertips bumped into the tip of the sword without hesitation. If you look carefully, the facial features of this figure are unclear, and even the hair and the corners of the clothes are composed of threads of sword energy.

Lu Gu'an, who has been fighting fiercely for a long time, has poured enough skill into any sword at this moment, and dare not be careless. When the sword and the sword finger collided, the light and shadow in front of him suddenly collapsed, tearing away Lu Gu's safety. The burgeoning power went away with a buzzing sound.

Lu Gu'an was empty, staggered forward, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful! Once these things confront each other head-on, they will immediately grab the true energy, which is much more violent than the previous sword intent."

Those who have stepped into the first-class realm in the Chang'an family have all encountered such an attack. Lu Gu'an said it too late.

On the contrary, it was his younger brother Lu Pingdong who was too convinced of him. Hearing his warning, he subconsciously deflected his sword move, trying to avoid a direct confrontation. As a result, as soon as the blade was deflected, the white light pointed at his shoulder. There was a blood hole, and the entire right arm was blown off.

A large amount of blood spewed out, and was attracted by the sword-like figure, Lu Pingdong's face suddenly turned pale. His wounds drained away and he lost consciousness on the spot.

Many sword-qi figures, going fast and coming back even faster, bumped into Shao Lingxiao's back one after another, and all the skills carried in them were washed into the sword armor, and the crystal and fresh sword-qi cocoon clothes were mixed with a little blood. .

With this overlapping, the impact from Shao Lingxiao's back resisted Guan Luoyang's punch, and with a straight arm, Guan Luoyang was pushed back.

Guan Luoyang also refused to retreat too far, his hind feet fell, the ground shook, and the turbulent changes in gravity, mixed with flames and lightning, blasted towards Shao Lingxiao again.

The six kinds of powers and the three magical weapons are constantly overlapping in his body, and they are displayed through the increase of the flying shadow armor, making his strength rise again and again, and every time it seems to soar up to the point that even his own body can bear it. Can't live.

After Shao Lingxiao said that he would not retreat, he gave up a lot of room for change, and every time he confronted Guan Luoyang's offensive head-on.

Therefore, Guan Luoyang also abandoned Zhou Tian's artistic conception of firmness and softness, with positive and negative buffers, and only pursued to be stronger and more violent every time.

There are more and more sword qi scattered from Shao Lingxiao's back, and many of them can't maintain their human form, but just scatter and circle in the air.

In the process of attacking the abyss, everyone had to suffer from the interference of sword energy, even Gu Lanxiang, the deceased abbot and the queen were no exception.

The queen scolded in a low voice, and she didn't know where to throw out so many papers with crossword puzzles. Infused with the power of the master, she flew and cut, temporarily isolating the sword energy attacking this area.

The four magic weapon holders and the deceased abbot have completely suppressed the abyssal man, and the nine long tails of the poisonous scorpions were cut off.

With the four giant fists fighting against the spirited abbot, the internal bones were broken, and the pure Buddhist qi penetrated into it, hindering regeneration.

Gu Lanxiang smashed the centipede flying sword with one stick, leaped high, and with another stick, broke a large number of bone spurs on the top of the abyssalist's head, making his forehead sunken.

The rain of arrows outside the city struck again, presumably because those people in Guanzhong Wulin had lost too much of their true energy and gradually couldn't keep up with the rhythm. This time only twenty or so feathered arrows flew over.

But to beat the dog in the water, this number is enough, all the arrows pierced the body of the abyss man, and the place where the sword was hit exploded, causing different colors to spread on the surface of its body.

Gu Lanxiang threw several wine gourds, smashed them all with one stick across the air, and poured them on the abyss man, another stick, the flames were raging, and the wine was about to be ignited.

The flame had just risen, and it suddenly slanted away as if blown by a storm. The wine dried up and dispersed, and it was extinguished on the spot.

It turned out that the turbulent level of the sword energy in the air doubled, and the four magic weapon holders holding the body of the abyss man were all scattered away by the sword energy.

"Daoist Su Mu, you have no point in staying anymore, leave here."

The ground under Shao Lingxiao's feet has collapsed like dust. At this moment, he has fixed himself in the air with his mind and spirit, but at the moment when his feet completely collapsed, he resisted Guan Luoyang with one hand, and turned his body half-turned with the other hand to press it backwards. .

In an instant, the sword energy from this man's body scattered and spun, piercing through everything around him. The pillars were pierced, the door panels were smashed like a sieve, holes appeared in the black tiles, and the walls leaked air.

Arc-shaped ravines appeared on the ground, and the expansion became bigger and bigger.

The tall willows by the water were also punctured and their branches were broken, and the broken green leaves were flying all over the sky.

The iron armor of the forbidden army was vulnerable to such sword energy, and hurriedly backed away.

In front of a section of the collapsed city wall, the entire battlefield where the abyssal warriors, the queen, and others were originally surrounded by the circle drawn by these sword qi.

Gu Lanxiang and the others wanted to deliver a fatal blow to the Abyssals several times, but were hindered by the sudden gathering of swords.

The man from the abyss moved again, but he crashed into the palace without hesitation, the arrows on his body burst one after another, the body of the man from the abyss collapsed like a mountain of meat without the support of bones, Su Mu's yin spirit flew out, stepped on On the centipede flying sword, he swept away and went straight into the deep palace.

Now that the matter has come to this point, if he wants to hold the emperor hostage, there may only be some room for reincarnation.

The queen was eager to follow, but was stopped by the sword energy, her face flushed red with anger, and she simply turned her head to kill Shao Lingxiao.

However, Shao Lingxiao also suffered a lot at this moment. He was distracted in many places, and his left arm was broken by Guan Luoyang's punch.

"Ha ha!"

Shao Lingxiao laughed twice, the sword energy fixed the skeleton of the broken arm, and he barely parried again.

Guan Luoyang's claws flipped his entire left arm off his shoulder. Unexpectedly, the sword energy inside the severed arm suddenly circulated and condensed into a dark red as black sphere.

Shao Lingxiao flicked his right hand, and the sphere exploded in Guan Luoyang's palm, causing him to back up with a bang.

The leader of the Demon Cult, who only had one right arm left, commanded and poured sword energy into the air one after another, resisting the ultimate moves of the queen, monk, and girl.

After the head-on confrontation, the three of them realized what kind of person Guan Luoyang was fighting with just now.

The small black bead of sword energy flying over brought not only the heavy pressure concentrated on one point, but also the spiritual power that swept all around, causing their senses to be deviated, and they felt that they were everywhere, everywhere. Pointed at by the peerless Excalibur.

Anyone who is not as good as Shao Lingxiao will have the premonition that the skin will be cut open, the flesh will be cut off, the bones will be sawn off, and the bones will be cut into powder. indescribable.

But Guan Luoyang was able to withstand such oppression and become more and more courageous as he fought, how could the deceased abbot and the others shrink back with just one move.

After the three of them responded to the Black Bead of Sword Qi, the tiger's mouth burst open and blood was spilled, and all the energy and blood were mobilized, and they smashed at Shao Lingxiao together.

And in front, Guan Luoyang's blow that really sharpened his state to the limit also came over.

Shao Lingxiao still didn't retreat, his one arm was pressed back by Guan Luoyang's fist, and it hit his chest, while the back received the bombardment of three weapons, even if it was based on flying light, with the refined and extraordinary sword energy of the Sword Art of Life and Death No matter how well the cocoon clothes are woven, they will not be able to fully protect against such an attack.

Under this blow, at least [-]% of his bones were shattered.

Especially for Guan Luoyang's punch. In order to carry such a punch, his right arm and chest no longer had a single intact bone.

"Hahahaha, I have long said that you should pursue victory together."

"You won, and I didn't quit."

Shao Lingxiao's body was covered in blood, and he used his own blood as a sword, and the fierce small eddy current collided with it and superimposed it, forming a strong adsorption force.

Not only did he not retreat, he had to do one last thing.

As the air was exhausted and the sound of the sword tore apart the soul, Shao Lingxiao's figure soared into the sky, dragging the other four people towards the gate of heaven.

Without the hundreds of first-class masters in Guanzhong, he took these four people to destroy Tianmen.

The process of flying into the air was too fast, and the deceased abbot and the others were eager to respond, but at this moment Shao Lingxiao didn't care about his own life at all, and their real energy was just adding more skills to Shao Lingxiao in disguise.

Before the three of them thought of a way to deal with it, they felt a mighty trembling force, which was transmitted from Shao Lingxiao's front to his back, knocking the three of them off.

Guan Luoyang spared no effort to send out all his true energy to create such an effect, and even his head, where the electric light was flowing at the moment, felt a burst of emptiness and exhaustion.

The last kick hit Shao Lingxiao's chest, and Guan Luoyang turned over and fell.

The four of them landed on the ground, and the person in the air was almost completely transformed into a sword. The sword energy condensed almost like a solid body, leading him to fly higher and higher, and slashed towards the gate of heaven with lightning.

The deceased abbot threw the Zen stick in his hand, with the strength of his master, but he could only watch the Zen stick and the giant sword get farther and farther away.

Could it be that we can only rely on the strength of Tianmen?Can one only hope that the guesses passed down by the ancestors of the past dynasties are inaccurate?

Bang!
Guan Luoyang fell straight to the ground, the eyepiece reflected the sword in the air, and suddenly there was a wonderful sense of mess and fragmentation on his body, as if the past him and the present him, as well as the him who didn't exist, were colliding mentally at this moment coexist.

"It doesn't matter whether you retreat or not, but you should die."

Not long after entering this world, Guan Luoyang began to fail. When he met Shao Lingxiao for the first time, he couldn't beat a high-level four-star.

In the battle of Master Tianfang on Laojun Mountain, although Guan Luoyang killed Xu Hongmei, he failed and left Shao Lingxiao who was in a very bad state at that time.

As for the monster mutants created by the Devil's Cult and the reincarnation of the hostile faction, they burned, killed, and plundered all the way. Although Guan Luoyang was chasing or hunting, and was the dominant side, he didn't feel the joy of success in his heart. Because wherever he followed, disasters had already happened first.

Naturally, this was definitely not his fault, but it made him very unhappy, and he had to face up to the fact that his own camp did not have any sufficient confidence to defeat the opponent.

'The difference between winning and losing is not that big. Anyway, no matter what the odds are, I will do my best to kill you. '

'Since the difference between winning and losing is not that big, why should I pursue a victory. '

'I'll just let you share the failure. '

Guan Luoyang sat down on the spot, looked up, raised his hands above his head, fingers together.

Six kinds of phantoms overlap around him, some are spherical, some are divine bird flames, and some are the gravity of fine dust that fluctuates up and down. Among them, the most conspicuous one at the top is a group of flying insects, which are converging and transforming into dragons.

Starting from Dongdu, marching in zigzags, fighting and chasing, and arriving here along thousands of miles, like a beast that has suffered repeated setbacks and lay low, it is constantly sharpening itself, waiting for the moment to evolve into a dragon.

The "momentum" condensed in the Bai family's holy fist, the change of the dragon.

Then, use this rising and changing will as a lead to detonate Zhoutian Dojo, go up to Qiongbi, and Shenhuang is on fire, doing nothing, listening to the world of mortals silently, using all six "powers" to impact the realm of "taking God from the void" .

The six kinds of phantoms burst out together, turning into seemingly invisible lights, passing through the streets and alleys, and sweeping across the imperial city.

Everyone around felt a mysterious change, as if everything around them was different.

The Queen and Gu Lanxiang have the deepest feelings.

They were able to tell the specific differences, such as the ground of the long street covered with bricks and stones, the high palace walls and floors, the many houses and mansions here, including those dilapidated buildings. Out of a deep feeling.

It was as if the spirit hidden in it had been awakened.

Is there animism in all things, maybe there is, maybe there is no, maybe there was no before, but in this short moment, everything here seems to have brewed a lingering spirit in the long-precipitated years.

But this feeling is only fleeting.

Everything around him returned to normal. Everyone only saw the armor on Guan Luoyang squeak twice, then suddenly faded away and returned to the shape of his belt.

And above the night sky, the colored glaze was shining brightly, with a divine sword aura, and its speed also slowed down.

When Guan Luoyang tried to break through, the power that was taken away by Shao Lingxiao also made the same attempt, and the power here was far greater than the power of the remaining six forces in Guan Luoyang. At the moment of breakthrough, Shao Lingxiao almost saw it. The entire city of Chang'an surrounded by smoke and willows.

So when he failed, he also felt the majestic Chang'an of the Nine Layers Palace, and the feeling of rushing into his heart.

The power that made up this sword energy was completely out of control, Shao Lingxiao sighed deeply.

"This, Chang'an—"

With clangs and crisp sounds, pieces of the sword armor around him were shattered, withered like ashes, mustered up the last remaining strength and let out a long roar, and once again accelerated and flew towards the Tianmen.

It's just that before he cut to the frame of Tianmen, the rapidly disintegrating glass energy had eroded the last main axis sword energy, turning his whole body into fly ash.

(End of this chapter)