long night walk

Breaking free from the siege of the four white immortals, the morant bird fluttered its wings against the wind and fled across the clouds, fleeing thousands of miles.

Bai Lian stood on the back of the bird, and when he looked back, he found that the four white immortals had not caught up again.

Regarding this, he was not at all relaxed.

On the contrary, the spirit became more and more tense.

Through the short fight just now, although the four white immortals were all injured, they were far from serious injuries.

The killing order of Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan has been issued.

As an immortal minister, if one is powerful, he will not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Although Bai Lian seemed to be out of trouble, his vigilance did not relax at all, and his spirit was highly concentrated.

However, under this ever-changing sky, he still couldn't feel any strangeness or murderous intent.

It's eerily quiet.

He lowered his head and stroked the faint inscription on the sword, then put the Tiance Junshan sword into the green jade.

Then he folded his arms around his chest and stood with downcast eyes, letting Yun Yun generously shake the white clothes, as if he was patiently waiting for something.

But even though Bai Lian was fully prepared and waited patiently.

When the clouds in the sky were cut in half, the moment when a silver sickle cut the sky and appeared in front of Bailian...

He still couldn't feel half of the killing intent and breath.

Even the natural keen perception of danger of the corpse demon race has lost its effect.

The speed of the silver sickle surpassed common sense in the world.

Before Bai Lian could catch the scythe, his body felt the bone-shattering pain, and then he saw the afterimage of the silver scythe under the sky in his eyes.

It was so fast that there was no sound and no murderous intent.

It is precisely because of this that it is truly terrifying.

There was a sharp wound on Bai Lian's shoulder, and the wound continued to be castrated, which made his body split like a thin sheet of paper.

The wound stretched from the shoulder all the way to the abdomen, almost cutting off his entire upper body, with bones visible deep and intestines largely visible.

Under the wound, what was even more frightening was that there was an indescribable destructive force that shattered the meridians in his body like a bamboo.

From the appearance to the disappearance of the silver sickle, Bai Lian was unable to see the appearance of the person holding the sickle, not even half of the clothes.

The blood spattered under the wings of the bird, and the destructive power was hidden in the blood.

I only heard the chanting of the bird, and the splashed blood actually pierced its body with a little bit of scarlet.

The pair of huge wings covering the sky also became heavy and clumsy, shaking in the clouds.

Bai Lian's feet were unstable, and he was seriously injured, almost falling off the bird's back.

Before he could stand still, a wide and slender hand wearing a platinum glove came to the back of Bailian's neck without a trace.

The blooming Bana flower behind Bailian's neck has not bloomed, and the vajra pierced on the heart of the flower has not left.

The power between the two is still in a stalemate balance.

It's just that the moment that hand held the vajra, the two balanced power systems were instantly broken.

There is a huge difference between the divine intent displayed by the Vajra Pestle in an instant and the demeanor that Zan Hai displayed when he was holding the celestial weapon!
The owner of this palm is obviously not the owner of the vajra.

However, he was able to exert dozens of times the power of the natal instruments of other immortals.

This is the domination of the absolute realm!
The 36 petals of the other shore flower blooming around the neck, petals withered and turned to gray, rubbing a scorched flower-shaped imprint on the skin.

"Chi!" There was a soft sound.

The sharp tip of the Vajra Pestle pierced into Bailian's neck easily, but the hand holding the Vajra Pestle still carried an understatement.

Bai Lian was hit twice before and after, but he still couldn't see the outline of the comer clearly.

One shot can bring him this kind of pressure without resistance.

It can only be a strong man of the realm level like Fu Huo.

The one who came in response to the killing order was the Golden Immortal!

Bai Lian seemed to have expected this in his heart. Although he was seriously injured, there was no panic or despair in his eyes.

There was a cold soft cry from behind, and the golden fairy sparrow Liu wanted to pull out the vajra and deal a fatal blow, but found that the cracked skin on the back of the neck of the corpse was surging as if activated.

I saw the person in front of me, enduring the severe pain, and violently tilted his head to the right, only to hear a bone cracking sound.

The vajra was firmly stuck in the bone seam.

Golden Fairy Sparrow Liu showed interest, lowered his eyes and said: "It is said that the physical body of the corpse demon clan, except Mohe Shuci, can be regarded as the best among the six realms.

But the difference in realm between you and me cannot be made up by a strong physique alone.

How dare you bind the weapon with bones, you really don't know how to write the word "death". "

Golden Sparrow Willow seemed to be very interested in Bai Lian. Although he had the overwhelming upper hand, he was not in a hurry to kill him.

He tapped the body of the vajra slowly with his index finger, and the corners of his lips curled up coolly:
"The courage is extraordinary, but your spiritual power, blood energy and energy have been exhausted. Now how long do you think you can be trapped in this weapon with the physical talent of the corpse demon?"

Bai Lian's throat was pierced, and his voice was as hoarse as a burnt-out bellows when he opened his lips, but it contained a firm self-confidence.

"One moment is enough!"

As soon as the words were finished, Baili'an's Xu imprint on his palm was brightly lit, and the morant bird let out a loud cry, and the huge morant bird disappeared in an instant as the remaining feathers flew away.

Rao Jinxianqueliu was well-informed and didn't know the significance of Bai Lian's actions. His head was slightly tilted, and a hint of puzzlement had just appeared on his expression.

A small golden sword seemed to be full of sword intent, and it slashed swiftly, soundlessly, without trace or trace.

The concealment of the breath is as small as dust.

Even the golden fairy sparrow willow hadn't noticed it.

With a sound of clanking, the little golden sword cut a very thin beam of light between him and Bai Lian.

The vajra was so distracted that it broke in two.

A small sharp slit was also cut in the golden fairy sparrow's willow finger glove, and a blood spilled from the small slit.

Inhaled into the edge of the sword because of the little golden sword, the sword intent increased by another three points, stabbing towards his brow.

"This is..." Golden Immortal Sparrow Liu frowned and narrowed his eyes: "Xu Yan's sword?"

If it is in the fairy world of the upper qing, his realm has not been suppressed by any laws of heaven.

This sword is like a majestic blow on the face, so it is not worth mentioning.

But now in the human world, even though he came here under the order of the immortal, the suppression of the law of heaven is far less intense than that of Jinxian Fengxu.

In addition, Xu Yan's strength and cultivation are also the best among the white immortals, and he is expected to step into the threshold of the golden immortal in this life, and his skill in raising swords is even more top-notch.

Compared with the vajra, this small golden sword is of a higher rank, and it is a natal sword raised by his Dao heart and soul.

It has the power to hurt ordinary golden immortals.

Now, the ten-thousand-year-old sword energy in the belly of the bird is assimilated and raised together, its power is rising steadily, and its lethality is multiplied so strong that even Jinxian Shoufeng dare not be careless.

Unexpectedly, this guy seems to be at the end of his rope, but he can borrow the enemy's weapon to keep such a hand.

If it were the four immortals who chased after him, the power of this sword would probably kill one of the four immortals, and live forever in the world.

With this sword, Bai Lian completely entrusted the control of the golden fairy sparrow willow, but he was exhausted, without spiritual support, unable to walk with the sword, and fell towards the boundless abyss of heaven.

"I really didn't expect that the five of us working together to kill the corpse demon turned into a confrontation with the Dao sword of the immortal friend.

If Master Xianzun were to find out about this, another punishment would be unavoidable. "

Golden Sparrow Liu had a headache and supported her forehead. Although she was complaining, her expression was calm, and she didn't see the anger and shame of being tricked by Bai Lian.

In the fairy world of the Qing Dynasty, there are distinct levels, and he did not have any contempt for pride in his words to the four white immortals who were inferior to him.

Looking at the entire fairy world, I'm afraid I can't find a few golden immortals who can call Baixian a fairy friend so naturally.

Que Liu raised two fingers, stood straight between her lips, and faintly uttered a word of truth.

"Certainly!"

The little golden sword hung tremblingly between his brows for an instant, and two deep vortices formed in the pupils of the Golden Fairy Sparrow Willow. The little golden sword was reflected in the vortexes, and his figure gradually faded.

He spits out another word.

"broken!"

The small golden sword shattered at the sound, and thousands of sword qi attached to the sword shot out in all directions, shooting out countless traces as fine as holes in the thick white cloud sea.

The Golden Fairy Sparrow's willow pupils returned to pitch black, clearly reflecting Jian Chen who was fleeting like golden fireworks, and sighed: "It's a pity."

Xu Yan, Shou Feng, Zan Hai, and Tan Yuansi saw that the golden sparrow willow had appeared, but they were still being held by the corpse demon, they couldn't help feeling cold, and rushed up immediately.

Hearing his sigh, the four immortals felt a chill in their hearts, and their expressions were slightly panicked.

Seeing that Que Liu's tail finger was actually injured, Xu Yan saw that the injury was actually caused by his natal sword, and he couldn't help feeling flustered for a moment.

Tan Yuansi stepped forward and said in a cold voice: "This son is cunning and has endless tricks, it's normal for Master Que Liu to be careless for him for a while.

He is currently wounded, and he is at the end of his strength, I will go down to the earth to ambush him right now! "

Golden Fairy Sparrow Liu glanced at him sideways, "That little guy has been fighting for days, and his vitality and spiritual power have already reached the limit, and now he is injuring the five of us together, how can I not see that he is at the end of his strength.

Since Lord Xianzun sent the five of us to kill this little guy, it is naturally doomed that he will be doomed, so why should I feel sorry for him getting away for a while? "

Tan Yuansi didn't expect that he could figure out his intentions so crookedly, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed: "Master Que Liu is a pity..."

Golden Fairy Sparrow Liu raised his palm to catch a touch of Jian Chen, lowered his eyes and said: "It's not easy to cultivate a natal Dao sword. Immortal friend Xuyan has kept this sword in its sheath for thousands of years. If you go to the Heart Vessel Tomb, this sword will surely become a spirit." ..."

He lowered his palm lightly, and Jian Chen scattered from his fingertips, "In the realm of the White Immortal, it is indeed a pity to be able to raise a sword that can stab the Golden Immortal and then destroy it."

Shoufeng, Zan Hai, and Tan Yuansi couldn't hear the true meaning of his words, they only said that he cherished the sword deeply and felt sorry for the sword being destroyed.

Only Xu Yan became colder the more he heard this.

Although his dao sword has the power to stab a golden fairy, how can the judicial golden fairy sparrow willow be an ordinary golden fairy.

With his means, if he really cherishes the sword and has a heart of preservation, he has countless means.

But he used two words of fairy words to break the Dao sword!
His mouth was full of pity, but the trip of breaking the sword was merciless.

When Golden Sparrow Liu's bright eyes looked straight at him, Xu Yan's expression tightened suddenly.

As expected, they acted recklessly today, and they forgot for a moment that the one who came with them was the Golden Fairy Willow, who is in charge of the laws of the fairy world.

He has a pair of insightful eyes and a discerning heart.

Showing off his knowledge in front of Que Liu, he was really naive.

Xu Yan knew in his heart that his two words of breaking the sword were a kind of warning and punishment for him.

It's just that for some reason, Golden Fairy Bird Liu didn't expose him in public, but it also saved him three points of face and saved him a lot of trouble.

In Xu Yan's impression, Que Liu has always been unforgiving. Although he is reasonable, he is not a good talker.

Under Xu Yan's tense expression, Golden Fairy Bird Liu didn't make any troubles, quickly looked away, and said calmly: "This little guy has saved the world from a catastrophe after all, so there is no need to put him to death, he should be captured alive Alright."

The tone seems to be negotiating, but the appearance of talking to himself is not at all a negotiating attitude.

The Four Immortals looked terrified.

This god of killing really wanted to put this son in the Sayi Heavenly Prison.

Tan Yuansi looked puzzled: "But this son ruined the Baiyin Gate, which is a great crime. The order of Master Xianzun is..."

Golden Fairy Sparrow Liu said nothing, but just glanced at him indifferently, "It's a small matter to kill this little guy, but if you just destroy the treasure of the emperor's treasury in his hands, it would be a serious crime."

"Treasure of the Emperor's Treasury?"

The four immortals showed a puzzled look at the same time: "What imperial treasure?"

Golden Sparrow Willow returned to its sluggish look: "I'm curious too, so...you'll know if you go down and have a look."

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Bai Lian was no longer able to control the sword, so he could only let himself continue to fall downwards, completely relying on the strong physique of the corpse demon to resist the weight of the fall.

Fortunately, his luck was not too bad, and he fell into a peach forest. The peach branches were slender and the petals were soft. Using the cushion, the trauma of Bai Lian's body from the heavy fall was relieved a lot.

His body was covered with peach blossoms, and the blood gushing out from his shoulders, belly, and neck soon dyed the fallen flowers on the ground bloody crimson.

Bai Lian was seriously injured, but he didn't have time to stay here to adjust his breath.

Not daring to stay here any longer, he forced himself on the weakness of anemia and the severe pain of the wound, turned over and raised his arms to stand up.

Half of the vajra pestle was still deeply stuck in the back of the neck bone. He reached behind his neck with his right hand, gritted his teeth, and pulled it out forcefully.

The incomparable pain brought on in an instant made him grit his teeth, and the wound on the back of his neck immediately bled profusely. The pain made his eyes dark and his vision blurry, and he almost passed out.

Bai Lian didn't dare to stop the movement in his hands, quickly tore off a piece of clothes, and simply wrapped it around his neck to stop the bleeding.

Now, all kinds of methods have been exhausted, the blood flow is gone, the spiritual power is exhausted, and the body is seriously injured. Even this powerful corpse demon's body has been broken and stretched to the limit.

The wound stretched from his shoulder to his abdomen was huge, and the fall from a high altitude just now tore the wound even deeper.

Half of his body was shaky, almost torn apart from the horrible wound.

Now, even this physique can no longer be used.

Bai Lian couldn't help but sighed softly, raised his palm, and looked at the black breath lingering around his fingertips.

Xindao, do you really want to use this?