Chapter Twenty-Seven: The First Battle of the Holy Monarch

"What a familiar feeling, who the hell are you?"

Xia Zixun's head was about to burst, and the severe pain swept through Zixun's head, his mind seemed to be torn apart by someone, and big drops of sweat kept coming out of the hall, this pain didn't seem to come from the body, but the soul was torn little by little.

However, on the surface, there is still no hint of it, as if nothing has happened.

Bai Zi's painting has been separated for decades, and although it has matured, it still has that extraordinary style. It is impossible for Zixun not to recognize Bai Zihua, and Bai Zihua recognizes her at a glance.

"I, long white painting!"

"You're a white painting, impossible?" Kill Qianmo suddenly shouted, as soon as Bai Zihua regained her true appearance, she was stunned, how could there be anyone in this world who had a beauty that was not inferior to her,

Although the two are different types, Bai Zi's painting is otherworldly, and killing Qianmo is bewitching and charming.

"Why can't I be a white painting?"

Bai Zihua asked rhetorically, shouldn't they have been specially attracted by themselves, when they deliberately punished evil and promoted good in Cihang Town, they revealed their identities in order to attract the people of the Seven Killing Palace,

The second disciple of the head of the sect for a long time, coupled with the prestige he has accumulated in the mortal world for many years, is enough to attract the attention of the Seven Killings Palace, and the small role should not be sent, but as long as it is not for the Seven Killings Holy Monarch to come in person, Bai Zihua has the confidence to deal with it, and then take the opportunity to find out where Zi Xun is.

But I didn't expect it to really attract the two big fish of Kill Qianmo and Xia Zixun.

"Because the white painting should look like this!"

How can he accept that Bai Zihua, who is equal to his own identity, still has his own charm.

Immediately, he took out a scroll of paintings from the ruins, suspended in mid-air and unfolded, and an ordinary and featureless image appeared in front of Bai Zi's picture.

In Bai Zihua's impression, this should be a maid who stays in the room for a long time! But I immediately understood that this was the smoke bomb released by Nagaru. Now Bai Zi's painting has inadvertently punctured Yandao's protection of him.

"This painting is fake! I'm the real white painting! ”

Bai Zihua's tone was indifferent, and he did not hesitate to expose the conspiracy of Changliu.

"What do you say your name is?"

Zi Xun has already bitten his lower lip, and the blood is slowly dripping,

"Purple Smoke, there's something wrong with your soul!"

Bai Zihua pointed out the key point, something was wrong in Zixun's soul, there was a strong will, and the more she wanted to resist that will, the more painful it became in the depths of her mind.

"Xiao Zi, what's wrong with you?"

No matter how stupid he was, he also saw that Zixun was in crisis, and asked with concern, although there were countless fights and troubles after decades of getting along, the emotions were also quite deep because of this.

"Nonsense, what the hell is your name?" Zi Xun endured the pain, she had to figure out what was going on in her, why her childhood memories were gone, and what she had lost was anything important besides her memories?

"Bai Zihua is not familiar with this name, so do you remember Bai Shuang?"

At this moment, Bai Zihua had already guessed why Zixun hadn't returned home for so many years, because she didn't remember the existence of the Bai family at all.

"Frost? Mother? Uncle White? …… Ah......h

The tide was endless, and the layers of pain finally snuffed out the last embankment in her heart, and her body went limp, and Bai Zihua moved in time to hug her body lightly.

"What the hell did you do to Purple Smoke?"

Killing Qianmo was furious, and her friend suddenly fainted, and she couldn't help but associate this matter with Bai Zihua. Suddenly soaring into the air, the two jade hands, like countless flying arrows, shot out thousands of feminine palm prints, which was a stormy attack.

Bai Zi Picture has no fear of the palm power that can break the gold and gravel, and with a stroke of his hand, a series of silver and white cold shadows are born, and the sharp cold air forms a hemisphere one foot high, which looks like a delicious ice cream from a distance, wrapping Bai Zihua and Zi Fu all over the body.

"Damn turtle shell, Bai Zihua you are still not a man, you only know that the turtle is shrinking!" In the beautiful eyes of Kill Qianmo, her expression flickered, she had no doubts about Bai Zihua's identity for a long time, she didn't expect that there were really people in this world who could be equal in terms of mana and appearance, she would not admit to losing, especially in appearance.

"Bai Zihua, I have to see if your turtle shell can block this move of mine!"

Almost frantically outputting mana, the yin qi wrapped in palm prints shot on the frost cold cover painted by Bai Zi.

Colliding again and again, the powerful corrosive power of yin qi and the power of cold qi continued to regenerate, constantly intertwined, bursting out with a sonorous and powerful crackling sound, and in the hand of killing Qianmo, the pitch-black yin qi rose like a black vine, and it also continued to writhe like a black python.

"Python devouring the sky!"

Killing Qian Moying's eyebrows furrowed, her jade arm stretched, and the yin qi like a black cloud swirled over her head, and a long roar was heard.

An illusory body poked its head out of the clouds, this figure grew dozens of feet long, the whole body was pitch black and thunder flashing, and the true face could not be seen.

The powerful coercion emanating from the disillusioned figure vibrated with a slight ripple, crushing the surrounding boulders into powder

The earth below him seemed to be unable to withstand such pressure, and began to tremble violently, and there was a tendency to shatter!

The phantom of the black python fused with Killing Qianmo, and at this moment she seemed to turn into a bewitching snake demon, her height skyrocketed, and there was a sense of a giant in the sky, and the violent aura seemed to make the entire area tremble! Heaven and earth were eclipsed.

The claws that shattered everything, like a monstrous bloody jaw, slammed through the air and let out a piercing screech. Undoubtedly hit the frost shroud painted by Shirako

Like a meteorite falling from the heavens and the earth, it collides with delicious ice cream inexorably, and this soft and glutinous "delicacy" is instantly submerged in the frost and mist in the sky and the cracks in the void that have cracked due to the shock.

When everything calmed down, what was left behind was a huge hole in the abyss that was extremely black and bottomless, and the wounds of the earth that longed for radiation, endless wrinkles and shatters.

Bai Zihua and Zi Xun are gone,

"What about people?"

In the manic roar of Killing Qianmo,

"Do you want to save Zixun or kill her, who are you?"

Bai Zihua was suspended in mid-air with Zi Xun, looking down at some of the Kill Qianmo who were affected by the mental method, and even Zi Xun's safety didn't care, but until now Bai Zihua didn't recognize Kill Qianmo, although she had extraordinary beauty.

"You don't even know me!" Hearing Bai Zihua's question, Kill Qianmo immediately sobered up, "I am the first beauty in the Six Realms, and I am also the one who kills Qianmo!" ”

"What, kill Qianmo, you are killing Qianmo!"

Bai Zihua's ice cube face, which has never been shocked, is a person who is the sky falling apart, and it is estimated that he can also be calm, and his face showed a moment of surprise for the first time at this moment, as for why, at least for now, it is estimated that only he knows in his heart.

(And the author!) ）

"Why are you shocked by my beauty!" Killing Qianmo used an affirmative sentence, the jade hand caressed his face, and smiled charmingly at Bai Zihua, the boundless charm invaded all beings.

"Purple smoke didn't hurt me? If you want to say that what really harmed her, it was your Seven Killing Saint Monarch! Bai Zihua didn't want to get entangled with Kill Qianmo on this issue, so he hurriedly changed the topic.

"Master? No way, he doted on us the most! Sure enough, it's such a sanctimonious liar who stays for a long time! How dare you sow discord between us! I'll kill you! ”

Without saying a word, Killing Qianmo had killing intent again, and the mana surging all over his body was endless.

"I didn't lie to you, don't you Seven Killing Palaces have a soul dementoring method? If you don't believe it, you can explore the sea of purple smoke! ”

Bai Zihua relieved himself to return Zixun to Kill Qianmo

Although Killing Qianmo vigilantly perceived Bai Zihua's every move, in the description of the Seven Killing Holy Monarchs to them, the people in Changliu were all treacherous villains who secretly attacked them.

"It's impossible, it's impossible, how can Master do this......"

Killing Qianmo had just investigated Zixun when he yelled excitedly.

"I'm right, that's right, don't you also check your own knowledge!"

Bai Zihua's words almost added fuel to the fire.

Originally, Killing Qianmo's mind was already in chaos, as if he found himself in a shocking scam for a long time, the kind master turned out to be the biggest liar in the world, and all his life may be false.

"Impossible, I can't do it, I've never been able to cast the Soul Dementoring Dafa on myself?"

Whether his memory has been lost or not, and the chaotic Killing Qianmo who is almost mad is no longer clear. Since childhood, he has regarded his master as the only person he can trust except for himself and Ryuxia, and he may have always been a bastard who has been deceiving himself.

This is enough to make Kill Qianmo feel numb.

"Ah......h

The black fire under Kill Qianmo's eyes burned, and he roared at the sky recklessly, and his sharp scream formed a sound gun, piercing through the clouds above the nine heavens, and then suddenly transformed into a fire phoenix and left with the wind, traveling thousands of miles in a day.

The ability to draw with Bai Zi is not without the ability to kill Qianmo, but now there is not only no karma on killing Qianmo, but also countless merits. Including purple smoke is the same,

The two people who grew up in the Seven Killing Hall will not have blood on their hands, but it is the Seven Killing Demon Disciples who are guilty of the same thing at will. On the contrary, he has accumulated a lot of merits, and Bai Zihua needs to kill Qianmo to become the Seven Killing Saint Monarch, and only when he kills Qianmo becomes the Seven Killing Saint Monarch can it be possible to make the Seven Killing Hall stop.

Killing Qianmo is actually a person with very little desire, all he cares about is his own beauty and all the beautiful things in the world, and his sister Liuxia, only when Killing Qianmo becomes the Seven Killing Holy Monarch, it is possible to stop the war between the righteous path and the Seven Killing Hall for thousands of years.

"Hmmm......"

"Purple Smoke, are you awake?"

"Frost ???"

………………

The place at the foot of Shushan Mountain.

"Bang ......"

A yellow figure with a cloak falling from the sky and falling to the ground, leaving a large crater, splashing countless sand and dust and scattering gravel in an instant.