Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 357 Strong Enemy
Xia He raised his palm, the edge of the palm glowed with light, and slashed at the cloth belt flying to his side. He used the dharma body, and the attack power of the knife in his hand was comparable to that of a magic weapon, but when he cut on the seemingly weak cloth belt, there was a sound With the sound of the wooden hammer hitting the strings, the palm of the hand was bounced high, and there was no chance of it falling, because the ribbon had wrapped around Xia He's body in an instant, and it was as smooth and natural as clouds and flowing water. Xia He's limbs were all driven away. Wrapped densely, overlapping, without revealing a single gap.

To be honest, Xia He had the experience of being bound. That time, he was bound by the Zongmen Chongbao Immortal Rope. The runes on the rope were so powerful that he couldn't break free, but a red silk ribbon was different, wrapped around his body , softly without a trace of strength, but Xiahe was entangled in the cloth belt, but his whole body was sore and weak, and he had no strength at all, unable to break the ribbon with all his strength.

Xia He tried again and again, and found that the devilish energy on his body was like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to break through the shackles of the ribbon. Immediately, he activated the White Lotus Wushou Body, and the surface of his body became smooth and soft. Seeing Xia He turned into a soft snake, It is about to get out of the tightly wrapped cloth belt.

A piece of red silk was clenched tightly between her fingers, and the pink light flowed out of her palm like flowing water, converging into the ribbon on Xia He's body, shining an extremely dense light cluster, Xia He was like a silkworm in a cocoon, unable to break free Shining red ribbon.

A red silk ribbon gradually tightened, piercing deeply into Xia He's flesh. Xia He heard the creaking sound of bones all over his body. In some places, the cloth belt had already strangled the skin, and bright red blood protruded.

I can't sit still any longer, Xia He thought fiercely, then he opened his mouth wide, and spit out a stream of demonic energy that was as clear as water. The magical energy slowly dissipated, revealing an extremely domineering magic knife. Wild, the whole body is shining with a rebellious luster, and the mouth of the handle of the knife is an ugly and ferocious ghost head.

"Heavenly Demon Blade, cut." Xia He ordered to the Demon Blade.

The Heavenly Demon Blade flew over immediately, pierced Xia He's body without hesitation, and a large piece of cloth belt broke off.

The cloth belt was cut off, and Xia He was able to regain his freedom, but most of the blade of the Demon Blade fell into his body. Strangely, there was not a single drop of blood on the wound. The blade's blade was completely exposed to the air, and there was no wound where it was pierced just now.

This is another change in the evolution of the demon, the demon blade, the demon blade is strange and hard to defend, just like this time, Xia He used it to kill himself, but it was able to cut off the cloth belt without hurting Xia He's body. Magical skills.

Satisfied, Xia He raised the Heavenly Demon Blade and charged towards a piece of red silk, causing ripples in the air as it passed.

A piece of red silk stared at the Heavenly Demon Blade in Xia He's hand, and appeared behind Xia He with a flicker. Facing the back of the rushing Xia He, he held up a flower basket. The pink air in the flower basket was surging, flying hundreds of Thousands of pink butterflies.

These butterflies fluttered their wings and danced around Xia He, scattering red powder like a flower rain, which was the scale powder falling from the wings.

Xia He instinctively disliked these powders, held his breath, waved the Heavenly Demon Blade, and immediately hundreds of pink butterflies were smashed to pieces, but the Heavenly Demon Blade was covered with a thin layer of red powder.

Xia He spun the Heavenly Demon Blade vigorously, gathered countless pink butterflies and red powder into a huge strand, and then slashed hard, smashing the butterflies into pieces, so the pink powder in the air became more intense.

Xia He took a deep breath, and blew away the dust in front of his eyes, but the dust seemed to be fixed in the air, and the strong wind couldn't blow it away.

Xiahe's only way to deal with these strange dusts is to continuously swing the Heavenly Demon Blade to open the dusts that are close to him.

Before he knew it, Xia He's Heavenly Demon Blade was already covered with a thick layer of dust. Xia He finally began to notice this problem and tried to solve the dust, but found it was useless. Burning, it was of no avail, the dust was still stubbornly sticking to the Heavenly Demon Blade.

Xia He waved his arm, and the Heavenly Demon Blade twisted like algae, trying to shake off the pink dust, but it was too late, the strong red light shone on Xia He's face, and a warm feeling penetrated deep into the skin and penetrated to the marrow of the bone.

What Xia He saw with his eyes was only a pink world. The clouds in the sky and the soil on the ground were all composed of different shades of pink. Xia He couldn't see anyone else waving things except himself. , hastily clenched the Heavenly Demon Blade in his hand, and struck a mighty blow at the world in front of him.

A bright arc lights up, travels more than a hundred feet in the pink world, and then is submerged in endless pink and disappears without a trace.

The pink world shook at the same time, a red silk face emerged in the sky, the bronze mask was magnified thousands of times, the texture was still fine and shiny, and a pair of scissored eyes stared at Xiahe.

"What's the name of this trick?" Xia He asked loudly, looking up at the face that appeared in the sky.

To his surprise, Yiqu Hongxiao, who had been silent all this time, spoke. The voice was neither male nor female, feminine or masculine, like the rustling sound of a strong wind blowing through the woods, or the rushing sound of water hitting the river bank. , the voice was low and loud, but extremely clear, "This is the phantom space."

As soon as the words fell, a long arm broke through the ground from below Xia He. It was a slender arm of red silk. This arm was magnified thousands of times, and the shot was silent. When Xia He found out, it was too late to dodge. , the air behind him shot like a sword, and Xia He bulged several dharma bodies, such as the giant spirit infinite body, the three-eyed immortal body, and the thunder and lightning body, and his body suddenly increased by more than ten times.

A red silk arm was like a huge iron wood, sweeping across Xia He's back, Xia He's body flew out like a ball, a few traces of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and floated in the air. A giant palm stretched out from the sky again, and the center of the giant palm was full of wind and clouds, and the protection contained the mysterious heavenly world.

Huge palms lined Xia He's body heavily. Xia He was knocked down from the sky by a blow, and sank deep into the ground, creating a deep pit of several tens of feet. The ground shook violently and then stopped. Jump up.

Xia He burst out of the ground, although he described it as a mess, but he did not lose his spirit. He stepped on the ground with his legs, his arms suddenly swelled up, facing the red face in the sky, he suddenly shot out a huge thunder fire like a mountain. The thunder fire swayed like a flower, rushing Go to the huge bronze mask and shoot at a pair of eyeballs behind the eye holes.

The thunder fire ablated the sky, a large area of ​​pink was covered by silver light, the eyes behind the bronze mask showed a painful expression, the sky shook, and large pink clouds flowed crazily, making the space around Lei Huo impenetrable. The bronze mask gradually became indifferent, like ink dissolved in water, gradually disappearing.

The thunder and fire continued to burn in the sky, and there was no trace of a trace of red silk. Xia He suddenly felt his legs tense up. Looking down, he saw thousands of arms stretched out from the ground. The arms were like twisted branches, like sunflowers worshiping the sun. , swarmed towards Xiahe, and in the blink of an eye, Xiahe was grabbed by thousands of palms from the waist down.

A heavy wind sound came from Xiahe's head. When he looked up, a red silk bronze mask reappeared. A pair of clear eyes refused to accept the previous calm, but became fierce and violent. The bronze mask suddenly left, revealing bright red eyes. Vermilion lips, vermilion lips opened, spit out an understatement sentence, "The dream is shattered."

After saying these words, Xia He felt that the arms around him changed, growing wildly like weeds, and arms constantly stretched out to grab Xia He's arms, chest, neck and head. I felt the palm of my hand start to exert force, the strength was extremely weak at first, and later it was like the pulling force driven by galloping horses. With Xiahe's multiple dharma body, I also felt the pain unbearable.

The eyelids were covered by overwhelming arms, and Xia He was grasped from head to toe by his hands, pulling them out with gradually increasing strength. These strange palms were so powerful that the giant spirit's infinite body couldn't break free, and the white lotus's clean body couldn't slip off. As his strength increased, Xia He felt bursts of severe pain penetrate his flesh and penetrate deep into his bone marrow.

"Five horses divide the body, cut it into pieces." Xia He picked out these two sentences in his mind, he thought of his current situation, he couldn't help being strange, body training is his specialty, and a song of red silk is a female cultivator. Shouldn't be better than him in terms of strength, why is it that the palms of Xia He's whole body are grasped now, the strength seems to exceed the limit of Xia He's tolerance.

"Could it be an illusion?" This idea popped up in Xia He's mind, and then the idea became more and more clear, Xia He finally decided to try it.

Xia He closed his eyes, sank his mind into his mind, the pain in his body became weaker, and then Xia He moved his body into a weird posture, pulling his arms all over his body. This posture fits the evolution of the demon in his mind, and then Xia He's body changes movements rapidly, each breath changes hundreds of times, and gradually his body becomes a phantom, just like the phantom of the evolution of the demon in his mind.

Xia He's movements became faster and faster, the arms gripping his whole body were pulled and staggered. Gradually, some arms fell off, and the rest of the arms gradually became unable to hold, and were thrown off one by one by Xia He. Xia He's figure did not stop, and the demon The speed of evolution is getting faster and faster, until there is a gust of wind on the flat ground. In this pink world, the gust of Xia He's incarnation maintains its own color, shaking the world and changing the color of the wind and clouds.

In the end, the speed of Xia He's transformation of the demon became faster and faster, the violent wind gradually subsided, and Xia He's body turned into a transparent and invisible breeze. .”

(End of this chapter)