Chapter 434: Candlelight
A categorical announcement was made, and the voice echoed high in the sky. The sword hidden in the cloth bag behind it suddenly rolled into a scorching flame, which was a bright flame, burned the tether of the hemp ear, and broke out of the bag!
The swirling sword light coiled into a ball of fire dragons soaring into the sky, like a clear sun, rising one after another.
The candle sky was shining, and the immortal sword was burning with raging fire, and the blood mist on all sides was dispersed when it landed. The moment the light wheel is clear, the moment the sword is in hand, the wide sky is bright, like a phoenix bathing in fire, like a golden crow in the sky.
Huowen Jin Yin, Wei Rutian will purify the world, plundering Chongming and drinking in the air, and the blood umbrella of the red ghost Hongkui almost flew out of his palm.
Reflected in the empty pupils, the sword was opened for the first time, and the powerful power made the heaven and earth clear, and the blood mist was washed, and the color became shallow in an instant, similar to cinnabar glass.
Looking at the threat in front of him, Red Ghost Hongkui's eyes changed.
That dancing flame was the rumored pure yang righteousness. And this force is exactly what their clan has always been taboo!
Suddenly, a strong smell of blood flowed from his side.
Plundering the bright eyebrows gathered. He was holding the Extreme Yang Sword that was soaring into the sky, but he didn't expect that this person in front of him would still carry the bloody yin qi that had been completely suppressed by him as if he was ignoring, and he would come to confront him to the extreme.
The black and red blood, along the shadow under the vermilion umbrella, like viscous plasma, bubbled down, forming a strange dark river like a stream in mid-air.
Slowly, behind the red ghost red kui, a teardrop that emitted red light rose.
Changing his previous secretive state, his hair swelled up in an instant, fluttering wildly at the back of his head, like a blooming black crown, silently stirring wisps of blood mist, twisted between the strands of hair, as if the supply of foraging power.
Two completely different coercions exploded in the sky in an instant, and they fought against each other.
"Since you are not idle, then ......" Plunder Chongming opened a flame of light, and the empty flame cut the boundary behind him, "There is no regret in a battle, and everyone has a destiny." ”
The swirling blood mist was gradually attracted to the side of the red ghost and the red kui. I saw that he was soaked in the blood mist, ethereal, but he continued to exude a billowing evil aura, and it seemed to be the same idea.
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Wolf smoke, full of wolf smoke.
This is the most intuitive and shocking feeling when Dongfang Shiming and others galloped to the Qingyuan realm.
In addition to the chaotic blood mist, the car drove tuk-tuk, and everywhere it passed, there was a wolf smoke. The broken halberd and the blood sprinkled all over the dead grass were scattered around the withered grass, and it was heart-wrenching and terrifying.
They copied the original shortcut and came, but they didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as they entered Qingyuan Horse Market.
In the air, a strong choking smell wafted through the air. Maybe it's the friction and heating up here, the smell of rust after cooling; Maybe it's because there's too much blood on the edge of the grass and it's lingering.
When they arrived, the narrow road was as quiet as a dead city. There was not the slightest sound of human voices or war, and even the most noisy neighing of horses of the past was gone.
Only the dried blood on the mud walls, the scattered weapons and even bricks on the ground, told them of the tragedy of the silence buried here in the silence of these outsiders.
The sight of the carriage and horses rolling out the window, and everything was quickly left behind.
However, such deep grief made Fu Yunge and others feel heartfelt indignation.
No doubt...... There is no doubt that they are the only ones who can do this, the Nine Shadows!
Fuyun Singer's back joints clicked, and Dongfang Shiming sat next to him, as if by his side was a lion pressing his anger.
Why doesn't Dongfang Shiming feel sad and indignant? He pinched the folding fan in his sleeve several times and was about to bend, but he was an oriental poet, and he kept telling himself to stay calm, no matter what time it was.
He suppressed his emotions and thought along the way.
Obviously, this step of their plan was preempted by the Nine Devils. They wanted to find the existing organizational sects first, and the Nine Owl Shadows would destroy these forces first, and their intentions could not be described as sinister.
Now that the Golden Halberd Fengjian has been targeted...... I'm afraid that the three sects in the distance will not be spared.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Shiming frowned.
Now that the situation has evolved to a new level, what should they do now...... It is to go to the Heart Lake Canyon to see if the Seven Factions still have any residual strength, and then look at the situation to make the next step.
At present, the war in Mashi has been suspended, and I only hope that the seven factions can hold on. Also, the people who had never seen the horse market along the road, if they hadn't been killed by the Nine Thorough Shadows, they would have the greatest chance of being in the Seven Sects.
Straightening out his thoughts, Dongfang Shiming asked the coachman to speed up. Several carriages suddenly picked up speed, rolled up the blood-stained smoke and dust on the ground all the way, and drove quickly towards the Heart Lake Canyon.
And at this moment, the periphery of the Heart Lake Canyon.
The Dragon Halberd Mountain Gate is like the outermost barrier, blocking the two worlds inside and outside the canyon. The totem of the dragon halberd cliff has fallen in all directions, and it looks quite tragic, but the dragon is still tall and vigorous, opening its mouth and glaring, stretching out its claws, blocking all enemies.
The blood mist spread into the depths of the canyon.
Outside the canyon, the tents and flags of the Nine Shadows are dotted around, forming a state of encirclement of the pocket-shaped valley mouth.
In the current situation, as long as the people in the canyon want to break through, the Nine Owl Shadows can immediately form a trapped formation and force them back again. And if the Nine Shadows want to attack, the final defense of Tanuchi will not let them succeed easily.
It's a ...... A dilemma that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
The elites from the depths of the Blackwater Fortress know best how to defeat the enemy in such a situation. They take the initiative, as long as they wait for work and break through point by point, this cramped canyon will be in their pocket sooner or later.
Coupled with the formation they are best at, there are also ways to overcome this formation.
If it weren't for the boss's orders and refusal to give instructions to kill them all, they would have been able to take down this coveted prey beautifully in a much shorter time.
After all, if you blindly procrastinate, even idiots know that unfavorable variables may be quietly brewing.
Now, such variables are coming in a carriage in the bright light.
The sound of cars appearing in the dust from afar, scattering two galloping yellow smokes. Horses' hooves kicked, trampled through the yellow weeds, and galloped all the way to the canyon surrounded by clusters!
Dongfang Shiming grabbed the inner wall of the car and stretched out his head to take a look. The wind ruffled his hair, and the hanging hair and the jade pendant tied to the tips of his hair slapped the car board, and his eyes were never disturbed.
Fu Yunge leaned against the window on the other side to observe. As the road progressed rougher, the car became more bumpy and unstable, and the two of them clasped the saddle with one hand and tightened the window edge with the other, not disturbed by the undulating road conditions at all.
"Over there...... Sure enough, someone came. Suddenly, Dongfang Shiming said in a determined tone.