Chapter Ninety-Seven: Mountains and Rivers
Hundreds of birds and phoenixes, guard, ten thousand laws do not invade;
attack, then the light is like an arrow, and ten thousand arrows are fired at once.
This bronze ancient jian, he once completed the task assigned by the Xuanwu Spirit Lord, and the Xuanwu Spirit Lord rewarded him afterwards. According to the Xuanwu Spirit Lord, if the strength is enough, not only can he summon the phantom of the phoenix sycamore to protect himself, but he can also manifest the scene of a hundred birds and a phoenix, condense the phantom of the heavenly phoenix, and attack the enemy.
It's a pity that he doesn't have enough strength to manifest the phantom of the Hundred Birds Chaofeng and the Heavenly Phoenix, otherwise he can incinerate the person in front of him into flying ashes with just one blow.
But even so, it's enough for the other party to drink a pot.
"Looking for death?" my ears are calloused, but alas, I'm still alive. ”
Ye Xiu smiled, King Kong is not bad for the operation of the divine skill, and his body is covered with layers of thin golden light film like cicada wings, the golden light flows, and the reflection of Ye Xiu's body is majestic, like a god.
There was a loud "bang", the soil splashed, Ye Xiu did not retreat but advanced, like a beast, rushing towards the heart moon fox with ten thousand arrows of light flames.
"Dingding......
The light flame ten thousand arrows hit Ye Xiu's body, as if they were hitting gold, iron and jade, tinkling and tinking, the rain hit the plantains, and the sound was crisp and pleasant.
Under the light and flames, Ye Xiu was safe and sound, forging ahead, as fast as lightning.
The light and flames are ten thousand arrows, and they can't stop one person from moving forward.
"How is that possible?" Xinyue Fox was dumbfounded.
Stunned, Ye Xiu had already rushed to the front of the Xinyue Fox, lifting his palm into a knife, carrying a terrifying momentum, a knife slashed, and in an instant, it was thirty-six knives.
Every time the knife was chopped, there was a wisp of black fireworks, which seemed to be fireworks, but with a cold and cold aura, frozen to the bone marrow.
The wood-burning knife method, originally in the description, was to use masculine true qi to urge the knife strength, turning into a rainbow flame, hurting people and enemies, but Ye Xiu's cultivation of the "Xuanwu Demon Sutra" is essentially water, and the nature is cold, so the sword flame that is urged has also become an ice flame.
But that doesn't stop the power of the wood-burning knife technique.
Under the thirty-six swords, the raging black flames filled the entire light mask, and countless dense cracks appeared on the light mask, and the heart moon fox inside the light mask seemed to be in the harsh winter, with traces of ice chips hanging on his hair and eyebrows.
"Broken ......"
After thirty-six knives, Ye Xiu turned his palm into a fist and slammed it on the light mask.
If the previous thirty-six wood-burning knife techniques were extremely flamboyant, then this punch was extremely restrained, without a trace of fancy and momentum, just plain and unremarkable on the light mask.
But the next moment, the light mask shattered, and the hundred birds that were suspended in front of the Xinyue Fox were directly blown away by a punch, and then this punch hit the stunned Xinyue Fox.
The Xinyue Fox also flew up and smashed on the ground, sending smoke and dust flying.
"This turtle shell is really hard. Ye Xiu shook his arm that was a little numb, took a deep breath, and after the qi machine was converted, he didn't stop, and immediately rushed forward.
He doesn't want to give Xinyue Fox any time to recover and react, and he wants you to die while you are sick.
But as soon as he rushed into the smoke and dust, Ye Xiu was like a beast with fried hair, his hair stood on end, his feet twisted into a strange angle, and even the clicking sound of bones twisting could be heard, but Ye Xiu didn't care, he kicked on the ground, and shot back faster than when he went.
But halfway through, a gray light flew out of the smoke and dust, and where the light passed, all the trees and flowers around them withered and withered, as if they had been robbed of all their vitality.
The speed of the light was extremely fast, and it quickly caught up with Ye Xiu.
Ye Xiu's hairs stood on end, and a feeling of extreme danger welled up in his heart, and he roared, and the black water around him was surging, and the waves were rolling, like a big river, lying in front of him.
But the wisps of light, the speed did not decrease, swept through the waves of the black water, and the great river formed by the true qi was divided into two.
Ye Xiu was shocked, he didn't expect this wisp of gray light to be so powerful, and he actually separated the majestic true qi river of his Qi Realm martial artist, and hurriedly pinched a seal.
A dark and majestic, simple robe appeared on Ye Xiu's body.
The style of the black robe is simple and simple, it doesn't look gorgeous and graceful, but there is an indescribable *, noble, the neckline is rusted with a yin and yang Taiji pattern, the shoulders are around a day and a month, the cuffs are embroidered with a piece of water waves, and the hem is a chaotic nothingness, in the chaotic nothingness, there seem to be countless bizarre ghosts, demons, and immortals roaring and struggling, but they can't break free from the suppression and closure of the vast black water.
Shouldering the sun and the moon, having Tai Chi in his mind, and stepping on the gods and demons, this is the magic clothes.
"Swing the magic clothes, gods and demons are easy"
The moment the magic robe was added, a majestic, grandiose, and majestic divine power pressed the void, and under the brilliant divine power, the gods and demons were cleared, and all ghosts surrendered.
Under the pressure of Huanghuang, the gray rays are no longer as indomitable as before, but fall into the quagmire, trembling and towering, and will not disperse, as if they have not collapsed.
will be dispersed, after all, it will not be dispersed.
That ray of light is still like a swordsman with a strong and stubborn swordsman, even though he is seriously injured, he does not lose his will and continues to move forward.
"Roll ......"
Ye Xiu frowned, and the magic clothes seemed to feel the anger in his heart, Tai Chi turned, the sun and moon trembled, the water waves rolled, and the demons and immortals under his feet roared in unison, swinging out layers of faint light.
"Bang Bang ......"
Bursts of invisible sounds exploded in the air, and the gray mangs seemed to be unsustainable, and when they were three inches away from Ye Xiu's heart, they dissipated silently.
Seeing the gray light dissipate, Ye Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was a magic robe, otherwise it would have hung this time.
This magic robe is a kind of magic power born after he cultivated the "Xuanwu Demon Sutra" to a certain realm, which is considered a lofty statement, in short, it is just a use of true qi and momentum.
In fact, there are some other magical spells in the "Xuanwu Demon Sutra", the use of true qi, etc., but due to limited time, he has not fully mastered it.
"Okay, you can block my mountains and rivers, and you really have some ability. Xinyue Fox smiled and walked out of the smoke and dust, holding a pen in his hand.
A brush.
The brush is about the same size as the ordinary lake pen, the pen barrel is engraved with a splendid picture of mountains and rivers, there are three dragon heads and phoenix tail ancient seals above the picture, it is the "mountain and river pen", the brush hair is black, and the tip of the pen flows a wisp of breath like ink, but these breaths of substance as soon as they leave the nib, they dissipate into the invisible.
The brush looks majestic and simple, but if you look closely, you will find that there are wisps of cracks on the barrel of the entire Shanhe pen, and even at the end of the pen, it is broken out of thin air.
A broken pen has such power, if the whole brush, what will be the power?
Ye Xiu was shocked in his heart.
"I can block one stroke, I don't know, can you block ten strokes, a hundred strokes?"
Xinyue Fox raised his head slightly, and the cold glint in his eyes flashed: "Mountains and rivers pen, mountains and rivers can be painted, and mountains and rivers can be destroyed." ”