long night walk

Looking at the distant mountain, it looks like a battlefield where a catastrophe is coming, a huge thunder pool is entrenched on the top of the mountain, clouds and thunderstorms, and wind and waves rise.

An extremely frightening battle.

Across the continuous mountains, everyone in the city can feel the muffled tremor of the ground under their feet,

The skin of the body is even more numb and unbearable, as if there is an electric current flowing through the skin.

Mu Yunye's face was flickering bright and dark under the light of thunder, he let out a breath slowly, his eyes looked dark and indifferent, and there was a hint of panic:
"Xianwei Tianjie is above, even if that kid has the protection of the six gods, the body and even the soul will disappear in smoke, right?"

Situ also agreed with what Mu Yunye said, with a contemptuous look on his face:
"In front of Jinxian Leifa, all living beings prostrate, this kid should pay the price for his arrogance.

If it wasn't difficult for us to enter Lord Fengxu's battlefield, at this moment, I really want to see the pitiful and ugly appearance of that kid crawling in the dust. "

The wind and snow between the sky and the earth flew more and more violently, and thick clouds covered the sky, just like thunder coming into the world at night.

Jin Xianfeng's posture of holding the sword turned into the appearance of holding the sword at some point, and his upright body was also forced to half-kneel on the ground by Lei Wei above his head.

His gray hair is even more dry now, dyed with a faint thunder, as if it might burn at any moment.

Under the shattered purple clothes, the withered and aged skin continued to emit lightning and lightning, and above his head hung an innumerable thunder sword.

Whenever Bai Lian tapped lightly on the thunder pool, the countless thunder swords fell down like a torrential rain washing away the mountains.

Jinxian Fengxu tried to regain control of the star meteor thunder, and after careful sensing, a thick layer of black flame was attached to the edge of those thunder swords.

No, it's more like a burning black thunder than a flame.

The thunder intent is ethereal and terrifying, every time Jin Xianfengxu's consciousness wants to forcefully break through, his mental power will be burned into nothingness by that thunder intent.

What is the origin of the thunder that this kid is guarding against? It's so weird!
Jinxian Fengxu didn't dare to continue trying to regain his Xingyun Lei, he gritted his teeth.

When the thunder sword descended, he raised the sword, and his body continuously transformed into countless afterimages in the scorched mountains.

But even so, he always had time to take a breath.

And Bai Lian, who was standing on the thunder pond, didn't even need to spend a single bit of spiritual power. Under the continuous spiritual power blessed by the six talismans, the thunder swords fell down uninterrupted round after round.

Jinxian Fengxu always had a time when he was exhausted to take a breath.

It is inevitable that the body will be more or less severely hit by the thunder sword, wiping out strings of dazzling sparks and electric lights, as well as thick smoke billowing.

Originally, they planned to send Bailian to the west without giving him a chance to react, but in the blink of an eye, the identities of the two had been reversed.

Bai Lian, who was leisurely standing on top of the thunderbolt and continuously launching continuous offensives, at this moment, under the super healing talent of the corpse demon, the wounds on his body healed completely, and there was no trace of blood.

On the contrary, it was Jinxian Fengxu, dressed in ragged clothes, breathing disorderly, his beard and hair were scorched black, and there were blackened marks on the back of his hands and cheeks.

He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes were full of anger, he just felt that this kid was fooling himself.

...

He was originally Lei Xiu, and he was located in Jinxian, and his body had long been separated from the flesh and bones of mortal wombs.

Although the thunder crackling was extremely painful, it still couldn't bring him any substantial damage.

After all, Xingyunlei is a thunder disaster prepared for the soul to break through and join the gods.

Although his strength is greatly restricted by the laws of heaven, this body is, after all, the body of a golden fairy that is difficult to break.

Under the slashing of the thunder sword, the mountain under his feet was sinking ten feet low, directly approaching the ground.

Jin Xianfengxu simply stopped running away in embarrassment, what does it look like to be forced to flee like a mouse by a kid who has crossed the tribulation realm.

Feng Xu suppressed the hostility in his eyes, looked up at Bai Li'an gloomyly,
He sat on the ground and pinched the Golden Immortal Seal Jue with his hands, letting the lightning sword strike him one by one.

Although it was extremely painful, it did not hurt the roots of the immortals.

Jinxian Fengxu, how can he bear it.

His body was crushed by the stormy thunder sword, and his chest pressed against the ground. He actually used his body to consume the huge thunder pool under Bai Lian's feet.

He watched the last thunder sword descending on this low mountain with the last thunder sword at Bailian's feet, and looked at Jinxian Fengxu who was dressed in a purple robe and couldn't see his original color with a half-smile.

"Sure enough, an old dog is more suitable for lying on the ground."

Jin Xianfeng sat up straight slowly, as if he couldn't understand Bai Li'an's ridicule.

His expression was indescribably indifferent and cold, and he performed a cleansing technique with his fingers, washing away the blackened traces on the surface of his skin.

"Boy, it doesn't matter if you have strange means, even though you have many tricks, to me, they are all ostentatious.

You use the thunder of this seat to fight back, but you can't hurt me. "

Jinxian Fengxu stood up slowly, nodded and said: "Although I am one of the few immortals who have practiced thunder techniques to the Mahayana level, this does not mean that I only understand thunder techniques."

He punched suddenly.

The fist without any spiritual power and magic looks ordinary, but it is terrifying and domineering.

It squeezed out all the air in a huge fan-shaped space in front of it.

The fist intent burned into a raging fire, and the thunder and lightning that pervaded the mountains were shattered with a bang.

Bai Lian was hit head-on by that punch, and with a loud bang, the lightning sword under his feet scattered into light, and his dark eyes suddenly turned into demons and turned scarlet.

Bai Lian crossed his arms in front of his chest, and was directly hit by that extremely fast and terrifying punch in the front.

The body's qi machine exploded, and behind him, a wave of air piercing the air exploded visible to the naked eye, and then his body flew backwards heavily.

With a blank expression on his face, Jin Xianfeng quickly made a tactic with both hands, and from the direction that Bai Lian flew upside down, the formation danced wildly, forming a huge mirror in an instant.

The mirror surface is like a well, the ancient abyss is deep, a dark blue cold space seems to swallow everything.

From that realm, strands of thick frost floated out, and the ground that had turned into charred was frozen deeply again, and the temperature of the world that had been baptized by thunder began to drop sharply again.

A thick layer of mysterious ice began to form on Bai Lian's back, and his eyebrows were stained with frost.

The air, blood and even mental power in the body became stagnant and difficult to operate under the chill.

And the chill that invaded the pores of his skin was like a blade, cutting through his veins.

...

It was like that Pao Ding's knife wanted to remove all his bones and viscera from the inside.

There was an indescribable chill and nausea in Bai Lian's abdomen, and he opened his mouth to spit out a fishy mouthful, but it was sprinkled with bright red ice scum.

The people watching the battle from a distance looked at the huge abyss mirror like a lake and an ancient well, and they couldn't help showing expressions of disbelief.

"That is……"

"The ancient magic weapon of the Immortal Realm of the Upper Qing Dynasty, the Mirror of Cold Sequence?"

"The mirror of cold sequence is one of the best magic weapons in the treasure house of the emperor of heaven, and it is a top-grade artifact. The battle of self-immolation river was bestowed by the emperor himself.

Is it a powerful artifact that Master Fengxu spent 5000 years refining and merging into one?To use it against a junior today? "

Mu Yunye also found it inconceivable: "Just now, the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Pond that the meteorite thunder turned into was enough to knock that kid out of his wits. Could it be that Ji was able to resist the Thunder Tribulation that could only be resisted in the Heshen realm?"

Situ also looked very exciting: "I think this guy has some skills, otherwise he wouldn't dare to challenge Jinxian Fengxu."

Although Mu Yunye agrees with his words, he still thinks it is unlikely that Ji will survive the past year:
"Oh, it's just to live a little longer, Lord Fengxu even took out the mirror of cold sequence.

In the Cold Order, everything froze to death, and the disaster was like the Lesser Cambrian in the chaotic period. If it was directly irradiated by the mirror light, there would be no way to survive. "

Fang Geyu let out a soft snort, and said: "Fengxu, a dignified Jinxian, has to use the magic weapon bestowed by the emperor to deal with a tender-faced junior, so what is there to brag about?"

"That's not true." Situ also said with a smile:

"Lord Fengxu spent 5000 years refining this Cold Order Realm into his body. Although it is a magic weapon, it is also a part of his body, so it cannot be counted as his own strength."

Although Mu Yunye couldn't understand it in his heart, is this kid really so hard to kill? He even used the Cold Order Realm, but his face was still indifferent to cater to Situ Ye's words.

"That's right. It's a life-and-death duel. Magic weapons, talismans, and formations are all manifestations of one's own strength."

Fang Geyu said disapprovingly: "I hope you can keep this idea later."

……

In the space in the mirror behind him, a more violent snowstorm and a suffocating chill came.

The violent wind and snow slapped on Bai Lian's back, but it was like a pair of sharp knives, easily cutting his tough flesh.

Under the open flesh, the wound quickly condensed into ice, and there was no blood splashing out.

The pale spine under the skin and flesh was exposed.

But when the wind and snow cold blade slashed between the bones like a magic weapon, it could only make the sound of tinkling metal collisions, leaving no scratches, only wisps of mist-like Black gas.

Bai Lian was very familiar with this chill, and looked back at the cold sequence mirror summoned by Jin Xianfeng with strange eyes.

The biggest killing move of this mirror is actually the Minor Cambrian of Jingzang? !

this……

Although I feel that the next behavior is cheating, if the target is Jinxian Fengxu, Bai Lian has no pressure.

He pinched the You Si Yin Jue in his hand, and the green Xu Yin imprint was summoned into his palm. Bai Lian opened his lips and whispered a name.

...

"full moon."

That is the master-level ghost wolf under the bronze door.

"Aww—————————————"

A shrill and indifferent wolf howl pierced the sky, and the blue sky and white sun under the rolling dark clouds suddenly turned into a real long night.

A round of icy cold moon, which has not yet ended, hangs in the sky.

Above the sky, the figure of a giant wolf appeared.

That giant wolf covered the sky and the moon, and the brows seemed to be embedded in the second waning moon. The twin boys were blue, exuding a terrifying chill.

Hades Wolf Mochizuki is the first "survivor" of the original work that Bai Lian brought out from the bronze gate to the present world.

Because at that time, Bailian's spiritual power had not yet been developed by the talisman and was pitifully weak, so Mochizuki was extremely suppressed by the laws of this world.

But at this moment, Bailian has opened a spiritual thread in each of the six talismans.

With the blessing of such mental power, Mochizuki naturally became stronger as his mental power became stronger.

It can even reveal a great truth in the world.

Its huge wolf mouth continuously spewed thick and cold mist, and a pair of blue and indifferent upright boys glanced down slightly, and their eyes swept over the cold mirror that injured Bai Lian.

The cold mirror trembled suddenly, and the calm lake-like mirror instantly stirred up waves.

And the waves became bigger and bigger, like cracks.

Mochizuki flicked the huge wolf tail, stepped on the billowing cold cloud with thick yin energy, opened his huge mouth and bit the cold sequence mirror into fine pieces, swallowing the sky-swallowing chill in his stomach.

Immediately, a thunderous sound came from its belly, rolling and vibrating twice.

As if the intestines were wriggling, it was so easy to digest this magic weapon, which is one of the best in the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor.

The belly of the ghost wolf is like the stomach of a glutton, feeding on all things, all tools and all spirits.

No matter how powerful this cold sequence mirror is, to it, it doesn't even care that it is the food in its stomach.

The natal magic weapon was eaten, and Jinxian Fengxu instantly severed his connection with Han Xujing, and suffered a sudden backlash.

Like a cramp, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his gray beard red.

He stared wide-eyed, looking at the huge wolf shadow in the sky in shock.

what is this? !!

what is this? !!

Has he never heard of ghost things that can devour artifacts? !
The thoughts in Jin Xianfengxu's brain turned rapidly, and he suddenly remembered the name that Bai Lian had reported himself just before the life-and-death duel with him.

Kong Cangshan, Si Chen? !
Is it the new city lord of Xianling City, Si Chen? !

Is it Si Chen who went down the ghost mountain and rescued countless monks from the bronze gate? !
bronze door...

Jin Xianfengxu trembled excitedly and angrily as if he had been enlightened:

"The ghost wolf... this is the ghost wolf!
The disaster ghost wolf inside the bronze door!madman!You lunatic, you actually brought this ghost thing out of the door! "

The ghost wolf can swallow the world. If the first emperor hadn't sealed the giant mouth of the ghost wolf with a slashing sword, and then sealed it in the world inside the bronze gate, the sentient beings of the six realms would have been eaten up long ago.

What's frightening is that the wolf's mouth opened wide in front of him, but the bronze sword disappeared, and someone had already pulled it out!

The Nine Gates are the taboo power of the world. Facing a disaster-level existence like the Nether Wolf, he is as arrogant as a golden fairy, and he can't help but feel deep despair in his heart.

Hades Wolf looked down at Jinxian Fengxu, and lightly licked his mouth with his scarlet, foggy tongue, his eyes were full of appetite.

It's a pity that, as a disaster-level existence that dominates the world inside the door, he came to the human world and died long ago, spreading his consciousness to every corner of the human world. The emperor's divine will was inspired.

The human world is an important realm to balance the six realms, and such "things" that break the balance of order must not be allowed to act recklessly in the human world.

The ghost wolf only appeared in its true form for a brief moment, and the huge figure gradually faded away as if it was 'erased'.

Bai Lian had already expected this, and even though he had already given the name to the ghost wolf, he seemed unable to summon it with the method of identifying characters.

He also thought about it from the beginning, to use the mouth of the wolf to get rid of Jinxian Fengxu.

One's own revenge must be avenged by oneself.