Chapter 439: Silk Thread
Boom!!
The sword and axe struck each other, forming a circular wave of qi, blowing all the surrounding trees apart, Luo Zixin's strength was a line worse than that headless monster after all, the monster that could be pinched to death at will in Xie Yan's hands was definitely a monster that was extremely strong for the innate level, and if one was not careful, it would be split in half by it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Cuckoo......
The headless monster made a strange noise again.
Luo Zixin was slightly stunned, thinking that this monster was communicating with her, and just wanted to speak, she found that the headless monster in front of her had lost its target, and secretly said 'not good' in her heart, the sword lotus around her body exploded instantly, and the sword qi in the sky spread out irregularly, and finally sensed the collision of sword qi in a range of about three steps from her left.
"It's here!"
Luo Zixin suddenly returned to the sword, and the blade accurately slashed on the blade of the axe.
It's just that this monster has been prepared for a long time, and Luo Zixin's full blow did not repel it, but instead stimulated its ferocity, and the black power seeped out from the monster's body, and the huge force was overwhelmingly oppressive. Luo Zixin, who was already at a disadvantage, was suddenly hit hard, spurted out a blood, and was carried upside down by the power of the giant axe, crashing into the black tree trunk in the distance, and the monster was unforgiving, dodging again, the axe blade rotated, driving Gangfeng, and it was about to cut Luo Zixin in two.
Xie Yan above the treetops raised his hand, and a wisp of breath appeared above his index finger.
It's just that in the next moment, the aura surrounding his hand paused, and the momentum that he was going to make a move stopped.
Luo Zixin, who was facing a desperate situation, suddenly raised her head, a strange power appeared in her eyes, her left arm, which was almost broken, suddenly returned to normal, and the broken sword was in the air, and it actually blocked the flying lore axe, not only that, but the aura on her body, which was originally only at the innate level, was terrifyingly improved at this moment, and even Xie Yan felt frightened by this improvement.
The first layer of congenital, the second layer of congenital, the third layer of congenital...... Eight layers of congenital life, nine layers of congenital ... Innate Ten Layers.....
Channeling the Realm!
Airplanes!!
The moment she broke through, the spirit of the whole person changed, and she stood up from the ruins, holding a broken sword, her clothes fluttering, her breath surrounding, and all her injuries disappeared.
"What a strange power."
Xie Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the wisp of purple aura that was dark wrapped in Luo Zixin's heart, this is a special power, ordinary people can't see it at all, only a ghost like him can see a trace of it, along this wisp of breath, he saw a ribbon, a ribbon that stretched down from the sky, Xie Yan spread out his immortal sense, wanting to find the end of the ribbon, but this invisible power was even more weird than he imagined, no matter how he looked for it, he couldn't see the source, and the ribbon broke off above the pitch-black void.
"...... in that direction"
After the breakthrough, Luo Zixin was no longer in any danger, and this headless monster was not her opponent at all, so Xie Yan didn't stay any longer, and appeared in the sky in a virtual step.
All around, black fog floats.
There is no light.
This black fog forest is even more evil than imagined, whether it is the sky or the underground, everything in the area is pitch black, ordinary people can't see anything here, only monks can see some outlines here.
"The end?"
Xie Yan stepped on the void, and this was the place where the thread disappeared.
At this moment, Luo Zixin was still fighting the headless monster, so this silk thread did not disappear, and because of this, Xie Yan could clearly see this silk thread made out of nothing, and it felt as if someone had handed something in from outside the mirror. As soon as this feeling arose, Xie Yan felt creepy, and the words of the empty monk involuntarily appeared in his mind.
"A flower and a leaf are still a world, what about a painting?"
The more I think about it, the more absurd I feel.
How can such a world, the vast starry sky, be a painting? If it is really a painting, then who is the person who painted it?
The year of the teacher?
Or maybe it's the young man named Ding Yan?
"Where did this thread come from?" Xie Yan stretched out his hand to grab the silk thread, but soon he found that this action was just in vain, his hand easily penetrated through the silk thread, this thing and him, as if they were not in the same space, could not be seen and touched.
Rumble!!
It was at this time that the battle below finally decided the winner.
Luo Zixin, who had broken through to the Divine Realm, burst out with extremely terrifying power, and this Qinglian Sword Technique, which was created by Xie Yan at will, was sublimated to a higher level in her hands.
"It's finally settled."
Luo Zixin gasped for breath, looking at the disappeared headless monster, still palpitating.
Almost, almost she died here.
Cuckoo......
At this moment, a strange sound was heard again in the black fog in the distance. Luo Zixin was shocked, he couldn't take care of resting anymore, and after recovering a little strength, he quickly escaped from the Black Mist Forest. Above the void, the silk threads disappeared without a trace after Luo Zixin slew the headless monster, as if they had never appeared.
Xie Yan narrowed his eyes and instinctively stroked the rosary on his wrist.
This is the rosary given to him by the Kongwen Divine Monk, which has incredible power, and for three years, Xie Yan has been hesitant to use the power of the rosary. Just as he hesitated, a palpitating aura suddenly came from above the pitch-black sky.
Four Scattered Immortal Tribulations!
Is it coming? A hint of coldness flashed in Xie Yan's eyes.
"Perhaps, I'm really going to use this rosary......"
Looking at Luo Zixin, who had disappeared at the edge of the Black Mist Forest, a thought flashed through Xie Yan's heart.
......
After returning to the town, Luo Zixin quickly found Luo Fei and Scar. After a short break, the three of them quickly decided to set off for the Snow Mountain Sect.
"Brother Xie, I'm leaving."
Luo Zixin closed the door of Jishitang and locked it with a copper lock, and on the square table in the room, there was a farewell letter she wrote last night, the content of which was left for Xie Yan, but Luo Zixin herself knew that Xie Yan had already left, so she only stayed here, just because there was still the last trace of thought in her heart, a trace of reluctance.
"Little sister, let's go, there's still a long way to go to the Snow Mountain Sect." Luo Fei turned around in the distance, and saw that Luo Zixin was still standing in front of the gate of Jishitang, and opened his mouth to urge.
Luo Zixin put down the copper lock in her hand, collected her sword and baggage, and left the town with Luo Fei, and she didn't turn around until she was far away.
Looking back at the town here, you can only see a small dark dot.
"Brother Xie, do you remember the little beggar you rescued......" (To be continued.) )