In the last few days, the spirit of the Amazing Pen has grown to the age of eighteen at a rate visible to the naked eye, and has not changed since then.

This is exactly what the Snow Maiden looked like before she dissolved.

Whenever she appeared, Gu Xu would always return to the time when he fled from the Great Wilderness in a trance-the Snow Girl was loyal to be his bodyguard in order to get his blood.

It's just different from the original Snow Maiden.

The eyes of the machine spirit are no longer the holes of a black hole, but are clear and clear, like glass. Gu Xu could clearly see her own figure reflected in her eyes.

The "Amazing Pen" was held in her hand at this time.

She picked up her pen in the wind and splashed ink in the air.

I saw that the stars had converged their brilliance, the moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the sky was overcast.

In the darkness, snowflakes fell quietly.

At first it was like a white butterfly fluttering.

Soon, the falling snowflakes gradually became denser, and the wind became more bitter. An indescribable murderous aura permeated the streets and alleys of Yishui.

The ruins on both sides were instantly covered with a thick layer of snow. The entire county was swallowed up by the cold aura, like a forgotten dark tomb.

"300,000 jade dragons were killed in battle, and the scales of defeat were flying all over the sky."

The spell created by Gu Xu, "Defeat Scales and Wind Scroll", once again appeared in her hands.

At this moment, the snowflakes in the sky had turned into sharp blades, turned around, and flew towards Xiao Zeyao's location.

Among the flying snowflakes, there were dazzling visions of soldiers in armor and armor, swimming up the galaxy and launching an attack on the heavenly palace as if they were at home.

The sword was sonorous, and the roar shook the sky.

The terrifying killing machine hidden in the snowflakes made Xiao Zeyao have to avoid the edge for the time being.

His form instantly turned into a disembodied black smoke, trying to dodge the overwhelming snow blade.

But the snowflakes of "Lost Scales and Wind Roll" are by no means ordinary snowflakes.

Not long ago, it had ignored all of the Kongxuansan's defenses and illusions, and had struck him in the torso, causing all of his clones to be wounded in earnest.

Xiao Zeyao is not much stronger than the empty Xuansan people. If you don't consider the Dao realm, after Xiao Zeyao was sealed at the bottom of the well for many years, in terms of strength itself, he was even a few points weaker than the original Empty Xuansan people.

The tricks that the Empty Xuansan people can't dodge, he naturally can't be immune.

Even as he turned to black smoke, he could still clearly feel the blades slicing through his body, piercing his corrupt flesh and sending his wounds burning and smoking.

Although he has a strong ability to heal himself.

But there are so many snowflakes. To heal this dense wound, it will undoubtedly consume a lot of his strength and mind.

Gu Xu seized the opportunity, while using the "Star Wall" to try to interfere with Xiao Zeyao's divine soul, and at the same time used the authority of "Qiankun" to attack Xiao Zeyao with sharp and dense spatial cracks.

Like black lightning, like cracks in a mirror. The entire county seems to be shattered under the fragmentation of these cracks.

The law phase, the machine spirit, and Gu Xu's deity formed an extremely tacit cooperation at this moment.

Xiao Zeyao's body was instantly cut into several pieces, like a painting being torn into pieces of a cold puzzle.

Of course, Xiao Zeyao, who is a ghost, will not die easily.

Each piece of his shattered body turned into a wriggling shadow. Like snakes in a swamp, and like surging mud, it exudes an eerie aura.

In an instant, each shadow condensed into a human form.

Dressed in a sackcloth shirt and wearing an iron mask.

It is exactly the same as the previous Xiao Zeyao.

However, from the line of cause and effect, Gu Xu can see that this is different from the clone created by the Kong Xuansan people with the "puppet" spell.

These doppelgangers do not have an independent consciousness, cannot cultivate on their own, and have a time limit for existence. To be precise, it's more like a fake body used to blind the eyes.

"Eight falsehoods and one truth," Gu Xu narrowed his eyes and thought silently in his heart, "It's useless to attack the fake body." Only by finding the real one can he cause harm to Xiao Zeyao. ”

Xiao Zeyao's tricks may cause great trouble to others.

But for Gu Xu, it was by no means a problem.

He didn't bother to find out which one was the real thing.

Instead, he picked one at random, and without thinking, he cast the first type of "Firefly" of the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven".

With the authority of the "Mandate of Heaven" that can manipulate probability, Gu Xu's probability of guessing Xiao Zeyao's true body at one time is undoubtedly 100%.

I saw the orange-red firefly light emerging from nothingness, like the stars in the sky being blown away by the wind and falling around Xiao Zeyao.

Suddenly, these fireflies joined together and devoured Xiao Zeyao's whole person.

Xiao Zeyao's other eight fake bodies disappeared at this moment.

His clothes, his skin, his flesh and blood, were quickly burned black, and his face was blurred and inhuman.

But Gu Xu's expression was still solemn.

Xiao Zeyao's burning figure was reflected in his pupils, without the slightest sign of relaxation.

He clearly saw that Xiao Zeyao's scorched skin and flesh began to squirm and twist continuously, falling off from his body piece by piece like a snake molting.

When the flesh is shed, it is not white bones that are revealed.

It's a brand-new, intact Xiao Zeyao.

"The so-called Ziwei is nothing more than that."

He stepped out of the flames and said in a cold tone.

After being scorched by the "Fireflies", his aura did not decline in the slightest, but became more and more powerful. Even the gloomy and rotten aura that belonged to the ghosts and monsters had almost dissipated, becoming like an abyss and a dragon stepping on the nine skies.

It's not like a prisoner being held at the bottom of a well, but like an emperor walking in the market in micro-clothes.

Gu Xu smiled.

He knew that Xiao Zeyao was not as comfortable as he appeared.

A spell like "Firefly" that defies the rules will continue to improve and become stronger as Gu Xu's understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth becomes deeper and deeper.

It even has the potential to break the "Dao Realm" of the True Monarch and the Strong.

Xiao Zeyao got out of the flames just now, but he actually used the secret method "Heavenly Dragon Immortal Technique" passed down from the imperial era of the Great Qi Dynasty, which was able to eliminate all his negative states in a short period of time with the imperial dragon qi and temporarily enhance his strength.

The yin and evil qi on his body was briefly suppressed by this supreme yang and rigid imperial dragon qi.

The simple cloth shirt was shining with golden light, as if it had become the yellow robe of the monarch.

"Great Qi, after all, is my territory," his self-proclaimed self-proclaimed changed unconsciously, "I am the king of heaven, the people are happy to push, and the four seas return to their destiny." In this land, even if you are the reincarnation of Ziwei, it is impossible for you to defeat me. ”

As he spoke, a phantom of a palace appeared around him.

The pillars with red lacquer and gold edges are carved with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, shining with brilliant brilliance.

The magnificent dragon chair is high in the center, and the carving is exquisite and gorgeous. (End of chapter)