Chapter 874: Black Waves and Sword Light
Zhang Sleeve, who was smug, watched the Huanghuang Purple Thunder shoot down with a smile, and the next moment, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth.
I saw that the kid waved his hand and pulled out the virtual long sword at his waist, and suddenly slashed out, and the void suddenly flashed.
Lin Sen drew his sword and swung his sword, although this virtual long sword did not have the magic of the spirit sword Xiaoqing, but it did not prevent him from making a big move.
The falling thunder and lightning seemed to have a brief stagnation, and the void slashed by Lin Sen's long sword suddenly broke open, revealing a dark crack and sprinkling a chaotic-colored thunderbolt.
Halfway through the thunder, the light began to change.
The space around it gradually disappeared, on the left was the world of ice and snow, every snowflake, every ice crystal, every wisp of cold wind, all of which were composed of Dao mark lines, and on the right was a bright moon, every inch of moonlight, and every clear light was also a change of Dao mark lines.
The thunder slashed out by Zhang Sleeve was magnificent, but it fell silently, and there was a dead silence outside the ice and snow world and the moonlight world.
Suddenly, in the dead silence, a violent wind and snow rushed into the sky, enveloping the entire Langxiao Yundao Thunder and flying upwards, making the sky full of wind and snow.
In the wind and snow, a new moon rose unstoppably, covering the ice and snow world and the moonlight world.
And a thunderbolt rushed left and right in the crescent moon, like a tiger trapped in a strong cage, unable to rush out.
The people in Tianfu Tower, who are isolated from the artistic conception of the piano sound, seem to be able to feel the frozen sky and the earth, the cold and lonely cold brought out by the crescent moon, and the terrifying battle contained in it.
The wind and snow and the crescent moon gradually merged, and a woman in white with faint eyebrows, indifference and detachment, and black hair was scattered, her face seemed to be very pale, but her hands were slender, and with a light finger, she saw that Langxiao Yundao thunder violently disintegrated, turned into pieces of ice and snow, and fell down.
If the remnants of the previous Tan Tian were still alive, I am afraid that he would be shocked when he saw this scene, isn't this the exercise he used when he fought with Pangu Hong before, and he learned it after watching it by this kid!
Even the aura of the ancient king woman who was devoured by him imitated exactly the same.
In fact, Lin Sen also felt strange, after he secretly learned this ice technique from Tan Tianchu, this was the first time he used it, and he also combined it with the ice attribute technique he knew.
And when she came out, she didn't even think about simulating the breath of the dead ancient king, but she appeared so naturally.
However, Lin Sen was surprised to find that as soon as the woman's phantom appeared, his control of the will of the ice seemed to be smoother.
This made him feel sorry in his heart, which showed that the king had already slightly integrated his will into the Ice Dao back then, and he was only one step away from being able to become a saint.
If he hadn't been killed by Tan Tian when he was the king, I am afraid that there would have been one more Ice Saint in ancient times!
Langxiao Yundao Thunder disappeared abruptly, and the entire artistic conception space returned to its original state.
The cold, feminine, fierce, or dead breath that had seeped out was all gone. The people in the Tianfu Tower outside could no longer feel the situation in the artistic conception space.
But they didn't need to say more, just quietly looked at Zhang Sleeve sitting cross-legged on the high platform, looked at the woman's flat expression, and the hands that were still stroking the qin, and knew that the battle was not over.
In the artistic conception space, Langxiao Yundao Lei was extinguished by the cold will of the other party's transformation, although I don't know why the other party's cold transformation changed from a man in black to a woman in white, but the power has not decreased at all, but has increased.
The aftermath of the ruined Langxiao Yundao Thunder also shocked the surrounding black waves, and Zhang Sleeve took advantage of the momentum to fly up, floating in the air, and the silver-white long sword in his hand circled a little bit, and a touch of silver light flew into the black waves.
Rumble!
Like water in a pot of oil, the black waves first converged into a ball, and then exploded, turning into a black ocean and rolling down.
Lin Sen smiled and the sword in his hand was also a little circle, and his posture was not the slightest different from Zhang Sleeve, and she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw it.
I saw that after the opponent's long sword was swung, a rolling snowstorm appeared in front of him and rushed straight into his black sea.
Not to be outdone, she glared at her sword, and the black ocean roared and churned to meet it.
At this moment, she also took the time to glance at Lin Sen, but found that the foreign kid actually winked at herself, and didn't pay attention to her attack at all.
Then I saw that damn fellow flick his wrist and pick out the long sword, and even the distance he picked out was the same.
"Damn, how can he be so easy, can't I compare to Gu Mingsheng's reckless bastard!"
In the blizzard, a bright moon shines coldly, and a black lotus blooms softly in the Black Sea, the two complement each other, the ice and snow turn into water, and the black water turns into ice, turning the two of them into a world full of wind and snow and waves for more than ten miles.
At this time, black clouds floated up one after another in the black ocean, and in an instant, they merged with each other to form a thick black cloud, and then swelled up violently, and a huge purple thunder broke out one after another, steaming all the snowflakes within a radius of hundreds of miles.
"Is the cathode yang!?"
Lin Sen muttered in his mouth, the smile on his face was still the same, and his deep eyes were like the universe, he seemed to have expected this change, and reacted immediately.
I saw him suddenly swing his sword, and the human sword disappeared at the same time, turning into a faint sword light, a faint sword light like poetry, picturesque, water, and wind.
It seems that walking through time, inscrutable and unpredictable through many obstacles, is about to break out of the Black Sea and the scope of thunder.
The black ocean roared and surged, and suddenly a huge wave wrapped in the huge purple thunder slapped over, and before he got close to Lin Sen, he felt his scalp tingle, and the slightest electric light in the air made his hair have a tendency to stand up.
Zhang Sleeve sneered and dropped the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed in the direction where Lin Sen's sword light flew away, and the huge wave of thunder and lightning smashed down violently.
With a thud, the thunder and lightning were transmitted in the water, and the thin arcs of lightning sealed the up, down, back, left and right of the sword light that Lin Sen had turned into.
"Hmph, look where you're going!"
Zhang Sleeve snorted proudly.
A crystal clear, hazy and beautiful jade-white lotus flower appeared in front of the water, blocking the slightest arc and surging waves, and the petal lotus flowers bloomed one after another, and the sword aura was strong.
It was the "Blue Lotus Sword Song" that Lin Sen changed his nature with his cold and ice sincerity, and it should be called the "White Lotus Sword Song" now.
Under the agitation of the White Lotus Sword Song, the water waves shattered, the electric arc dissipated, and the sword light transformed by Lin Sen was about to stand out.
Zhang Sleeve'er's delicate and beautiful face appeared in the black ocean, she smiled coldly and pointed her hand, and there was a deep sea water that formed its own space to surround Lin Sen, no matter how his sword light rushed left and right, he couldn't break through the block.