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The changes in Liang Tingyu's body in the field are undoubtedly extremely strange. Just fall in love with . . .

Everyone didn't expect it, they were stunned for a while, and when they heard her sentence like a dumb riddle, they were even more puzzled: What move?

It sounds as if these two have crossed paths before, and even fought each other. And Liang Tingyu should not be begging for a bargain in this fight, so he is very afraid of the "trick" of sorrow.

But the question is, now Liang Tingyu said that he would not be worried?

Things suddenly became confusing.

Everyone's eyes were wandering between Liang Tingyu and Jianwu, who were at a stalemate at the moment, and faintly, they could feel the string that tightened between the two-

That one, the string that will start a war at any time!

Seeing the sorrowful body, there was a moment of stiffness, which was not obvious.

But only she knows what kind of turbulent waves are churning in the heart lake at this moment!

She really can't do that trick.

In the dungeon of the night ship, facing the high power, coupled with the stimulation of the deer cutting knife itself, she had an epiphany at that moment, and thus she had the knife that even surprised herself.

Later, when he returned to the inn, although he had many experiments and studies, he only understood the skin, and he could imitate a breath or two.

Liang Tingyu has a good reputation and strength, and he was so jealous of her before, and even tied his hands and feet, it can be said that most of it is because of the deterrence of this knife.

She didn't think she had a chance of winning, and she had to be on the lookout for it.

But now, this keen opponent has realized the problem.

The strength is terrible, how can this insight be half a point weak?

Not to mention, the other party is in this state now.

Seeing Liang Tingyu's dark eyes, the mood that was not very relaxed became a little more solemn. Things were clearly going in a direction she hadn't expected and couldn't stop......

At this time, the other party reminded her of the statue that day.

It also reminded her of a secret technique she had seen in the old mansion in the city of vain death-

This kind of secret art, which originated from Buddhism, is called "incarnation".

All Buddhist disciples, chanting sutras and reciting Buddhas every day, offering incense to the Buddhas in the heavens, and then praying with secret methods, can lead the Pure Land Buddha power to descend into the world and ascend to the mortal body.

This power is not the power of this world, it can strengthen the ** mortal fetus, and it can cleanse the dust heart and lead ordinary people into the supreme pure land.

Later, Buddhism was quite related to the extreme region because of the matter of reincarnation, and this technique was gradually introduced from Buddhism to the extreme region, and those who cultivated secret methods by the ghosts in the extreme region could attract the power of the demons in the extreme region to the body, and even borrow the power of the Eight Palaces of Yanjun.

At that time, I was worried that the statues I saw in the Extreme Region might have been of this use.

Although she had never really seen this kind of technique, the statues she saw on the main hall of the ship that day and night, as well as the strange changes that had occurred on Liang Tingyu's body in front of her, had to remind her of this.

Just one Liang listens to the rain, she is actually not afraid.

But if you add this palpitating power of gods and ghosts, the outcome is unpredictable.

"Heh, why don't you speak?"

Seeing that his body was tense and he stood in place and was silent for a long time, Liang Tingyu's mood seemed to be better, and he laughed with a little triumph.

"I can't be right, right?"

Right?

After all, there were so many people present, but who could be 100% sure that she would be or not?

If there is a point of uncertainty, there will be a point of fear, and this point of fear is very likely to become a chance for her to win.

Therefore, the deer cutting knife in his hand was quietly tightened, but it didn't look so heavy on his face, and even showed a little relaxed smile, and asked Liang Tingyu in turn: "Will I be, won't you try again?"

The scar on his cheek was cracked and red.

The blood that flowed down slowly crawled over Liang Tingyu's somewhat sharpened jaw, outlining a gorgeous line that was extremely contradictory to her own style.

At this moment, the contrast between the cold and the warm colors is extremely stark.

Seeing the sorrowful words, it was ambiguous, but it seemed to be very confident.

No one knows whether Liang Tingyu believes it or not, everyone only sees it, after hearing the answer of seeing sorrow, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and the pattern on her face was filled with black gas, and then distorted.

"Then I'll give it a try!"

The left hand was raised slightly, and the mandarin duck that had shown the bloody red mandarin duck pattern was brought to her lips and licked it gently. At this moment, a creepy feeling was transmitted to everyone's hearts through this picture!

The reaction to seeing sorrow is almost to the extreme!

But faster, it was a blow from Liang Tingyu!

The totem-like runes writhed all over her body, and the mysterious power had enveloped her whole body, and her overall state had risen to a point that ordinary people could not understand or touch.

I saw that the black air was thick, and her left hand had been raised high!

A slash is a slash!

"Brush—"

A dazzling red moon!

The blade surface as thin as a cicada's wings rubbed against the abruptly cold air on the platform, leaving a series of piercing screams, and the bright blood-red mandarin duck patterns on the blade surface were blurred in the whistling wind like ink stained by water!

Previously, he could easily block the opponent's attack, but at this moment, he only had time to raise his knife to block the center of his eyebrows!

"Dang!"

Splashing sparks, dazzling!

The blood moon brought up by the round of mandarin ducks was not as light as it seemed at all, but it was extremely viscous with heaviness and condensation.

As soon as the deer cutter collided with it, it was like crashing into a quagmire.

But in the quagmire, there is a fierce power that almost explodes like thousands of star streams, and it only moments can be shocked and the palms of my hands are numb.

A breath from the desolate ancients awe-inspiring as the "Blood Moon" fell, covering her. Cold, ruthless, and indifferent, looking at everything in the world, like an ant.

Apart from this power itself, it is as if there should be no higher being in the world!

Seeing sorrow, he was uncontrollably in a trance for a moment.

Immediately, there was a sharp stinging pain from the center of her eyebrows—it was actually her hand holding the deer cutting knife that trembled, and a fierce aura that overflowed from the blood moon immediately slashed down!

"Whew!"

A vertical blood-red scratch suddenly crossed the heart of the sorrowful eyebrows, revealing a bright color like rouge. If it weren't for the sideways avoidance of sorrow, I was afraid that the entire head would have been pierced by this aura at this moment!

What a thrilling scene?

No one could have imagined that Liang Tingyu, who had been suppressed so much that he could barely resist, would have such an amazing increase in strength after those sigils appeared on his body!

Many people screamed because of this.

But the sorrow in the field was no longer surprised.

Strong!

At this moment, Liang Tingyu was a little stronger than she expected. It's not just the power itself, it's the breath that it carries.

Overwhelming breath!

Everywhere is aggressive, everywhere is suppression!

Even if the mind is as firm as sorrow, under the shroud of this breath, I can't help but give birth to a sense of depression covered by haze, which shows the power and weirdness of this breath.

She was frightened, and the power of refining the body of "Human Weapon" was suddenly urged to ten percent, and the dragon scale Dao seal was also sacrificed without reservation, trying to hold on, or at least hold on a little longer, under such coercion.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Liang Tingyu opened a strange smile on his lips.

Seeing sorrow, I suddenly gave birth to a feeling of numbness in my scalp!

At the same time that bad premonition hit her heart, behind her, a dangerous aura of dead silence had already hit her back heart.

At this time, I noticed that the other mandarin duck that should have been held in Liang Tingyu's left hand had disappeared without a trace!

And in her spiritual perception, in the originally calm void behind her, there was a sudden fluctuation.

The other mandarin duck that disappeared in Liang Tingyu's hand, after this fluctuation, actually appeared out of thin air, blooming a round of dazzling golden rays like the sun!

Golden Day and Blood Moon!

At this moment, hanging high in front of and behind the sorrowful body. The golden light and the blood are intertwined and reflect each other, and there seems to be some wonderful connection and induction between them.

At this moment, the sorrow is like being trapped in a golden cage, and there is no way to avoid it!

The mandarin duck is originally two handles.

But no one can say clearly how this second mandarin duck Yue arrived behind Jian Sorrow in an unpredictable way, and no one can react more to this.

Everyone could only watch in amazement, watching this scene of instant reversal!

The surging power, like mountains and ravines, is pressed on the head!

Seeing that he was in a critical situation, he knew that he couldn't take a step forward or retreat now, so he could only resist the blow of listening to the rain!

"Boom!"

The two mandarin ducks are closed in the middle, and the front and back are clamped, and they are about to twist the sorrow inside into a blurred piece of flesh and blood.

But at this critical moment, between the blazing golden sun and the blood moon, a brilliant starlight was sprinkled!

"Buzz!"

It was Zhou Tian's aura, and it was the sound of a strong sense that stopped flowing. But then, he was attracted by a powerful force, and he flowed towards the starlight in the gap between the golden sun and the blood moon.

The more and more aura gathers, the starlight in the gap becomes more and more brilliant and huge. Even, gradually give people a sense of majesty!

A large amount of starlight quickly overshadowed the light of Liang Tingyu's mandarin ducks!

In the blink of an eye, it was spread out and turned into a huge bucket plate!

The equilateral octagonal shape, with thousands of lines, staggered and horizontal, is like a huge chessboard. One by one, the golden Daozi fell on the node where the Kun line and the Kun line intersected, as if they were staggered chess pieces.

The position of Tian Yuan in the center showed a strange glazed purple jade luster.

At this moment, Qu Zhengfeng in the private room was stunned, Shen Yuan, who was watching the fire from the other side, was stunned, and Bai Yin, who had just pointed out Xiao Jin's way to come, was also stunned at the moment......

In the entire Silver Building, there was only a terrifying dead silence at this moment!

Because, in front of this sudden bucket plate, every Kun line is bright, representing that the owner of the bucket plate has opened up every meridian in the body before building the foundation; because the diameter of this sudden bucket plate in front of him is more than three zhang; because the owner of this bucket plate is in the midst of life and death at the moment!

And as far as they know, the strength of the sorrow at the moment is comparable to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant!

In the middle of the Yuan Infant, the bucket plate of more than three zhang?

What does this mean?

Countless people simply feel blinded and can't believe what they see!

The realm does not very much represent the combat power of a monk, but the bucket plate can!

Back then, Yashan's senior brother Qu Zhengfeng, and now the new sword emperor of Tomorrow's Xinghai, was in the late Yuan Infant period for many years, and his cultivation was inchless, and his bucket plate was only more than three zhang!

How many years has it been since I was cultivating?

How could it be possible to have such a terrifying fighting plate?!

Thousands of doubts and shocks have hit everyone's hearts.

At this moment, they almost forgot that they were still watching a thrilling battle, so they just wanted to rush up immediately and ask this monster on the platform across the shore how it could be cultivated like this!

Even Liang Tingyu, who was fighting against Jianchou, couldn't hide the horror in his heart.

She is now a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, although she has not revealed her fighting plate in battle, but she is actually very clear in her own heart.

Now his own bucket plate is only two feet and six feet.

Looking at the nineteen continents, such a cultivation matches the size of such a bucket plate, and it is definitely one in a thousand outstanding!

But now she is trapped in this cliff mountain, her cultivation is weak, she is a small realm, and the bucket is still so much bigger than herself!

Even if she is lucky enough to be able to break through to the out-of-body level, the bucket plate is no more than two feet at most.

To reach three zhang, it is almost impossible!

This cliff mountain is sad......

Liang Tingyu was suddenly covered with a haze: today they are enemies, and now she has attracted the power of Shao Thorn Dazun to possess her, so she can fight with sorrow. With the talent and strength shown by the other party, if he kills her today and doesn't die, he will become a giant on the nineteen continents one day!

At that time, where will she live?

Nirvana!

Mortal!

If you let Jianchou walk out of the Silver Building alive, there will be endless disasters!

In those dark eyes, a strange dark red light quietly passed by, turning into a murderous intent that suddenly blazed to the extreme in Liang Tingyu's heart.

The power bestowed upon her by the statues in the great hall elevated all her perceptions and unleashed her hidden potential!

"Death!"

A gloomy voice came from her throat, with a kind of hoarseness like a rainy day, because of the extreme tightness. Among the countless pitch-black runes on Liang Tingyu's face, there was a trace of blood light!

With the appearance of this stream of blood light, the Golden Sun and Blood Moon, which had been dimmed by the starlight of the Seeing Sorrow Dou Disk a little bit, immediately brightened again.

The surging spiritual power is infused through the connection between Liang Tingyu and the mandarin duck Yue.

The huge and oppressive aura suddenly became stronger, constantly pressing towards the very center!

Seeing that the tall figure of sorrow, at this moment there was only a vague moon-white shadow left, and as Liang Tingyu's attack became tighter and tighter, she looked as if she would turn into a ball of powder at any time.

Outside, no one could see the cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

Liang Tingyu's killing intent was like a substance, and she felt it more clearly than anyone else.

Even the bucket plate under her feet was not deliberately revealed by her. It's because the coercion of Liang Tingyu's attack this time is too heavy, so that she has to use the natural power of the bucket plate to communicate with heaven and earth to offset this coercion!

Trapped in this ever-shrinking cage, I only felt that suffocating feeling was getting heavier and heavier. Trapped in it, she can also clearly perceive that this "cage" is constantly shrinking.

When it shrinks to the extreme, it's time to die!

To live, or to die?

Everything is in this brief thought-

This may be a more bizarre and treacherous scene than the strange changes that happened to Liang Tingyu before!

On the platform across the bank, the two mandarin ducks have a mysterious feeling between each other after the mandarin duck pattern appears. Together, they vibrated and vibrated brighter!

The huge sphere, in this resonance, pressed inward frantically!

"Bang!"

I heard a loud bang!

The sorrow trapped in it seems that he has finally lost all his resistance power, and the huge sphere is crushed inward at once!

But at this moment, I couldn't hear any miserable screams, nor could I see the slightest splash of blood, let alone the vague flesh and crushed bones that Liang Tingyu expected!

At this moment, there was only a thick ink, like a frenzy, gushing out!

It's as if in the huge sphere controlled by Liang Tingyu, what is hidden is not a living person, but such an endless amount of ink!

After the sphere was bursting, the ink poured out in a frenzy.

The pitch-black ink tide temporarily shrouded this narrow area in the field.

It obscured the light of Liang Tingyu's two mandarin ducks, making them look a little gloomy in the ink wrap, and it also absorbed the sky light cast on the sky, leaving the entire Silver Building in a strange shadow.

A heavy wind blew quietly, and almost everyone felt inexplicably cold in their hearts.

The frantically churning tide of ink, only a moment after it appeared, quickly retreated towards the rear. It's like a long whale sucking water, how fast it appears, how quickly it disappears.

"Hula", they retracted, and then reunited into a figure!

"Wow!"

The moment everyone in the audience saw this figure clearly, they finally couldn't help it, and they all let out an exclamation of disbelief!

That turned out to be the figure of sorrow!

The surging ink tide has disappeared, and she, who is dressed in a moon-white robe, is pale at the moment, and even the fingers hanging on her side are trembling faintly, obviously not seeking benefits from Fang Cai Liang Tingyu's blow.

But those who can observe the subtleties have keenly discovered that in addition to the deer cutting knife in her right hand, she also holds a strange long sword in her left hand.

The sword was more than three feet long, and the whole body was pitch black.

But the sword body was full of holes like honeycomb eyes, densely packed, and it was impossible to count how many there were. The shape of the whole sword is extremely strange.

Moreover, the material of this sword is also extremely rare, and few people can tell whether it is stone or jade.

It's weird, doesn't she have a knife?

This sword is ......

Many people wondered in their hearts, but smart people had already guessed the function of this sword - how thrilling and exciting the scene just now?

Seeing the cage closed, the sorrow inside was almost certain to die.

But at the critical moment, she turned into that surging ink tide, turned into thousands of ways, and escaped in a way that was not like a human at all!

Such a strange trick is unheard of and unseen by everyone.

And at this moment, the same strange sword that appeared in Jianchou's hand was afraid that it was the key to this technique.

For a while, even Liang Tingyu's dark gaze couldn't help but be on this sword: "I heard that the senior sister of Yashan was worried, and found another way, using a giant axe as the uqi." Unexpectedly, I didn't see the axe today, but I saw the sword. But how long can you survive?"

Everyone can see that in the critical situation just now, it has consumed a great deal of spiritual power to launch this technique. And in the fight just now, the weakness she showed made Liang Tingyu believe that it is not difficult for her to overcome her sorrows at this moment!

She has the power of the young thorn and the great venerable in her body, if she can't "stay" to see sorrow today, where can she be qualified to be this sacrificial wine?!

In his eyes, the deep darkness was heavier, like the first long night of the universe, and there was not a trace of light penetrating through it.

Liang Tingyu lightly clasped the fingers of both hands, and the mandarin duck that flew in the air after the blow failed, flew back into her hand, and there was a soft light, which was bright and dark, dark and bright, and there seemed to be a strange sense between the darkness.

It was a familiar feeling of danger, and it suddenly became difficult to see sorrow.

Her body's reaction was even faster than her brain's!

Only at the moment when Liang Tingyu raised his hand and attacked again, her whole body jumped up again, and at the same time, the points around her body opened, allowing the breeze in the air to flow through every corner of her body, so that the rhythm and the wind swallowing sword in her hand echoed each other.

It was as if this sword had become a part of her body.

So, at this moment, even she herself dissipated in such a wind and turned into a wave of ink......

This is a trick she comprehended when she faced a life and death crisis in the Polar Region in the past, which can be called very strange, relying on the ability to see sorrow and perceive nature.

In the battle in the deep alleys at that time, or in the battle of the eighteenth layer of hell in the Polar Domain, this move had a surprisingly winning effect.

But at this moment, such thaumaturgy can only become a means of dodging in embarrassment!

Liang Tingyu has never been a good person.

After judging that she couldn't resist her worries, her attack fell like a storm, and the mandarin ducks in her hands rose and fell, and the light was bright like a one!

Often, this one is shot out of her hand, and the other one is already across the neck!

Too fierce, too dangerous!

Seeing that he had to retreat again and again, after several fights, he was forced to retreat to the edge of the other shore platform just like Liang Tingyu before!

Only three steps away, you will fall from this hundred-foot high platform!

"Bang!"

A heavy foot slammed on the old rock on the other side, and the figure of sorrow condensed out of the ink tide again, and only relied on such a foot to stop himself from castration.

But at this moment, her face was already extremely pale.

In the eyes of outsiders, Liang Tingyu's impenetrable attacks made her powerless, and the successive use of the Wind Devouring Sword to launch the ink tide made her face great consumption.

Obviously, in such a state, she has no strength to resist Liang Tingyu's next move!

"But is that it?"

The voice of ridicule sounded from in front of Jianchou, and there seemed to be an indescribable disappointment vaguely, Liang Tingyu's fingers clasped two mandarin ducks, looking at Jianchou, and his eyes were cold-blooded.

"I thought you would have something you didn't use ...... shāshou."

shāshou?

Seeing sorrow, he took a deep breath, his eyes were fixed on the other party's body, and he didn't move, as if he was not in a life-and-death crisis, and he was not afraid of what was about to happen.

Liang Tingyu just looked at her like this, and also felt that there was an indescribable silence in her insipid eyes, and he actually felt a kind of familiarity for a while.

So, I burst out laughing.

"Your eyes remind me of my past......"

“……”

Liang Tingyu is undoubtedly a person with a story, but she is not interested in her story at all. But there was a string in her mind, and she trembled inexplicably.

At this moment, she did not answer.

Liang Tingyu's black robe, not good-looking eyebrows, because of the blood scar, it even looked a little hideous.

But at this moment, the smile on her lips became gentle again.

Even, with a little bit of melancholy that seems to be nothing, like a light veil.

"Mandarin Duck Yue, Mandarin Duck Yue ......"

"It's not a mandarin duck soul, it's not a mandarin duck!"

"Do you know? When I killed my husband and took his blood and soul to refine this Yue, the way he looked at me was very similar to you......

Some rough fingers, even with a few scars, were like touching a lover, and they slashed over the smooth surface of the mandarin duck.

A shallow ripple rippled away immediately.

So, the two mandarin duck patterns on the mandarin duck were bright in an instant, and thousands of blood-colored lights and shadows converged together in the blink of an eye, condensing into a phantom of a male cultivator dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a Dan furnace, and with clear eyebrows, looking at Liang Tingyu stupidly.

At this moment, I suddenly couldn't feel half a minute of temperature.

She looked at Liang Tingyu, who finally showed the last shāshou trick, and also looked at this strange male cultivator who appeared from the mandarin duck Yue, and in her mind, that sentence of poetry suddenly popped up.

If you have to become a fool, why not die, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal......

But why did the people she met always come the other way around? After making trouble for a long time, it turned out to be another "Xie Buchen."

Seeing sorrow, he laughed slowly: "That's really a coincidence, you also remind me of an old friend of mine." ”