People are in Star Rail, rely on 3 points of intelligence to sense the black tower

Chapter 217: Threatened, but failed

call--!

The lotus rotated, surrounded the ancient hall, and then lifted it into the air.

"Hmm?" Gu Tang looked at the lotus under his feet and above his head with some confusion.

The power of destruction flowed around him, and the violent energy was like raging lightning, constantly jumping in the air.

In an instant, Lianhua brought Gutang to Huanlong.

"Don't worry, little pioneer. I will keep you safe..." Huanlong smiled and put his face close to Gu Tang. "In the next play, I will arrange a great position for you and let you spread the most desperate destruction for me."

“………………” Gu Tang looked at the phantom face expressionlessly.

Unexpectedly, he had the opportunity to observe the face of this immortal body at such a close distance, so Gu Tang began to appreciate it carefully.

Huanlong's beautiful face, which was like a work of art, was filled with coldness, anger, tyranny, ruthlessness, and cruelty...

Jing Yuan, who was thrown aside by Huanlong, lay on the ground. He raised his head, looked at Gu Tang and Huanlong, and smiled: "Although it is different from my plan, but... this is the first time I have seen such an innovative way of suicide."

"What do you mean?" Huanlong glanced at Jingyuan and asked.

"It means I can take a rest now." Jing Yuan turned over, crossed his legs, put his hands under his head, and fell asleep leisurely like that.

"You..." Huanlong hadn't yet reacted to what was happening.

Gu Tang has slowly extended his hand.

Since he was holding the champagne in his right hand, he extended his left hand.

"What a pity for such a pretty face." Gu Tang said as he stretched out his finger.

The destructive power released by the lotus could not affect him at all.

Then, as if imitating Huanlong's previous attack, Gutang flicked his fingers lightly.

The fingertips gently touched the phantom forehead.

Ding……

There was no horrible loud noise, only a clear sound like a silver bell, round and mellow, with lingering sound.

Click...

Cracks began to spread.

Click... click... click...

Like porcelain struck by a hammer, countless cracks began to appear all over the phantom body.

The four phantom lotuses collapsed first, and Gu Tang's body fell gently to the ground.

As the cracks spread, fragments continued to peel off her body, fell to the ground, and quickly turned into ashes.

"Gu Tang... Is that so? I will remember you..." At this point, Huanlong's voice regained its composure. She stared at Gu Tang on the ground with her cracked pupils and spoke slowly.

Then, the flames enveloped the phantom body, making her figure ambiguous.

"Oh no, Huanlong is going to run away!" Walter shouted immediately.

"Damn it, I can't catch up..." Xing stood up with difficulty, leaning on the baseball bat, and said unwillingly as he looked at Huanlong who was about to disappear.

At this time, Dan Heng, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Huanlong.

There was no water flow, no momentum, no energy fluctuations, so Huanlong could not detect it.

This is not Long Zun's memory, but a skill that Dan Heng figured out on the previous planet. It is Dan Heng's unique skill.

——Ten times faster ultimate move.

"Hidden World!"

boom--!

The blue dragon roared out, pierced through the air, and rushed straight towards Huanlong.

"what!"

Huanlong let out a cry of surprise, and before he could react, he was hit directly by Canglong.

Crash————!!

The dragon's power exploded, and its claws tore the illusion apart completely.

Dan Heng was already very tired, and the power of his attack this time was not as strong as before.

But the illusion is already on the verge of collapse at this moment.

As a result, the divine body created with the power of Jianmu was destroyed and completely collapsed into countless pieces.

call----!

A wave of air spread out as the bodies shattered, lifting up everyone's hair and clothes.

The remaining energy turned into countless points of light, which were then blown around by the air waves, and slowly fell from the sky like beautiful fireflies, which was a beautiful sight.

"call……"

Dan Heng took a breath, then lay back down, lying on the ground in a spread-eagle position.

"Is it over now?" March 7 said as he caught a falling spot of light.

She looked at the palm of her hand. The light remained in her hand for a few seconds, then quickly disappeared and turned into nothingness.

The immortal's body becomes nothing, and the catastrophe comes to an end.

Even the body forged with the miracle of abundance had completely disappeared at this moment, leaving no trace behind.

Just when March 7th breathed a sigh of relief——

"Well done, General of the Hunt."

The phantom voice sounded again.

"Why isn't this thing dead yet!" Xing clenched the bat irritably and looked around.

"But what I lost was just a casually molded body, and you...how long can you hold on?"

The illusory voice was vague and ethereal, leaving a threat to the immortal boat.

"The day of the Immortal Boat's destruction is approaching..."

Her voice slowly faded away and finally disappeared completely, and the place returned to peace.

Walter walked to Xing's side and patted her shoulder: "Don't be nervous. The Envoy of Destruction will certainly not be easily eliminated, but it is obvious that Illusion will not be able to stir up trouble in the short term, and there is no need to worry about it getting involved in Jianmu again."

"Phew...that's good." Xing put away the bat.

San Yue Qi scratched his head: "What Huan Long said just now... Does the Antimatter Army want to continue invading the Immortal Boat?"

"The last harsh words were actually quite good and quite impressive." Gu Tang crossed his arms and gave a good evaluation, "Unfortunately, Jing Yuan fell asleep and didn't hear anything."

He lowered his head and looked at Jing Yuan who was sleeping soundly at his feet.

Jing Yuan's breathing was steady and his expression was relaxed. He looked like he was lying on a comfortable bed at home, not on a battlefield.

This scene makes people sigh that he is indeed the legendary general with closed eyes.

"Qingque should really join the Shen Ce Mansion and learn from the general... this is the real efficient way of slacking off." Sanyueqi sighed.

Xing walked over and kicked Jingyuan without hesitation, waking him up.

"Ouch, what happened?"

Jing Yuan quickly sat up with a confused expression.

"Huanlong just said some harsh words." Gu Tang said to him.

"What!" Jing Yuan's expression immediately changed, from sleepy to majestic, "Let's go, little pawns of destruction. Tell the Legion... The revenge of the patrol is coming."

San Yue Qi covered his face and said, "Good fellow, neither side heard the other's harsh words, and they just talked in vain."

"Well, this kind of thing happens occasionally, as long as the result is good." Jing Yuan stood up from the ground and stretched.

Walter looked around: "The work of sealing the star core may take some time..."

Jing Yuan waved his hand: "Let Fu Qing worry about those things... We have fought so hard, it's time to take a break."

"Although it makes sense, as a general of Xianzhou, is it really okay for you to say this..." Xing looked at Jing Yuan speechlessly.

As expected, the guys who can become Gu's cousins ​​are not normal people.

"Oh, by the way." Jing Yuan trotted over to Gu Tang, put his arm around his shoulder, and whispered, "I have a small favor to do here, and I need your help."

"Hmm? What do you want to report, my dear?" Gu Tang looked at Jing Yuan with a sidelong glance with a blank expression.

"That's it... Can you go and save my apprentice..." Jing Yuan scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

Chapter 218: A Test of the Frost Blade

She had used many swords in her life, each one different.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long and weighs more than seven pounds.

The sword is six feet and five inches long and weighs fourteen pounds.

The sword is five feet long and weighs a thousand pounds.

Eventually, they all broke, just like those important things she once thought were irreplaceable, and disappeared into thin air.

However, after all the changes in the world and the differences between people and things, the only thing left in his hand is the sword.

"It's so rare that I can recall the past..." Jingliu looked at the boy in front of him and said calmly, "Is it because your figure reminds me of Jing Yuan in the past? Little brother..."

This place is a residential area in a cave near Linyuan Realm.

Fortunately, the civilians nearby had already been evacuated, because the surroundings were full of traces of fighting, like ruins that had been through war, and there was even a building that was cut in half.

"Hu...Hu..." Yan Qing was breathing heavily while holding a long sword. The long sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

Blood flowed from the wounds on his body, staining his clothes red.

A streak of blood flowed from his forehead and passed across Yan Qing's right eye, making half of his vision turn bright red and blurry.

"The general's posture when he was learning martial arts...Haha, if there is a chance, Yanqing would like to take a look." Yanqing tried hard to show a relaxed smile.

Jingliu frowned: "You are very articulate... in this respect, you are exactly like your master."

So she raised her sword once again.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long and as light as a feather.

It is not made of molten iron, but rather a piece of solid ice. It contains a faint glow, as if you are holding a ray of moonlight in your hand.

"Get out of the way. I need to talk to your master about something." She said to Yan Qing in a cold tone.

Yan Qing shook his head firmly: "Sorry, the general has something important to do now... Big sister, why don't you try to make an appointment?"

"Really..." Jingliu slowly pointed the tip of his sword at Yanqing, "Well, just work hard and don't die here."

"coming soon!"

Yan Qing's eyes focused, and he immediately got into position and adjusted his breathing.

The enemy in front of him was wearing a black veil covering his eyes, with long white hair flying behind him. He was wearing a smart white and blue outfit. His slim figure was like a girl, and his cold temperament was like an ice lotus.

But no one would regard her as a weak girl.

Because the posture of the sword-wielding figure was too cold and too murderous, like a chilly breeze in winter, sharp and cruel.

The fierce murderous aura was like thousands of swords cutting across the skin, enough to make one lose one's soul and become terrified.

"I didn't expect that I would actually be able to fight against the previous sword master..." Yan Qing muttered to himself.

The former Luofu Sword Master - Jingliu, the creator of the Yunqi Army's undefeated reputation.

But now his name has been erased and he has become a traitor of the Immortal Boat who walks on the edge of the evil spirit.

Although Jing Yuan told him not to delve into it further, Yan Qing still secretly asked Fu Xuan to send him some information.

After all, the position of Sword Master is his goal, so how can he not get to know the people who have been in this position?

Then he realized that this was really an important person.