Zi Chengxie smiled with satisfaction, looked up at the sky, opened his hands, and performed the method of meditation and visualization, imagining his body as a container, and through the traction of the black dots in his hands, he allowed those heaven and earth aura to enter his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He enjoyed this state of borrowing power from the great heaven and earth, and he also enjoyed his body, he imagined himself as a container that would never be filled with things, and he didn't refuse to come, absorbing everywhere, his body began to change, and began to roar, but after all, there is no real bottomless pit in this world, and if you want your body to continue to absorb and not be stuffed, there is only one way, and that is to release.

As a result, various small holes began to appear on the surface of his body, and the power he received from the hanging mountain was released through these small holes, but no longer in the form of aura, but was transformed into a ghostly light by him.

The ghostly light began to cover his body, and the evil gradually disappeared from people's sight, as if plunged into darkness.

Qin Cang's face changed, and many people around him held their breath, feeling the extremely strong pure yang and pure yin power on Le Shutu's arms and the ghost light that filled the body of Zi Chengxi, everyone knew that the next moment the victory or defeat and life and death between the two of them would be decided.

No one wants to miss this scene, including Qin Cang, who has just arrived.

And at the next moment when everyone was concentrating, the pure yang and pure yin power burning on Le Shutu's arms had already intersected with the dark light around Zi Chengxie's body.

"Yin and Yang are on different paths!"

"The spectre is endless!"

The voices of Le Shutu and Zi Chengxie resounded in the air at the same time, but when the two forces collided, there was no sound.

But this silent scene is even more thrilling than the thunder hitting the mountain!

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On the stage of life and death, tens of thousands of silver and jade stones were all making a violent vibration sound at the same time, and then the silver light rushed into the sky, forming a huge silver light curtain, and there were ripples on the light curtain, like sparkling waves on the surface of the lake, which was a sign of the activation of the formation in the life and death platform.

Although there is only one move in the battle between Le Shutu and Zi Chengxie, this move is better than the frontal charge between thousands of troops and horses, and the power it inspires is like a huge storm grinding plate, constantly crushing the surrounding air, if it is not for the blessing of this formation on the platform of life and death, I am afraid that in less than half an hour, the aura of heaven and earth in the entire Hanging Mountain will be squeezed out!

And the aftermath of the battle caused by the two of them is also amazing, and I saw that the two vast breaths of pure yang and pure yin in the silver light curtain are constantly intertwined with the endless ghostly light, sometimes burning the ground, sometimes freezing for thousands of miles, fortunately, there is a wooden Dao intent on the platform of life and death, which will not be really damaged, but will continue to repair itself.

Although the cultivation of the two of them has entered the level of the Creation Realm, in the final analysis, they are still flesh and blood, and they cannot be compared with the real gods and demons, under such a violent impact, even the strong man who is about to ask at the peak of the Dragon Court Realm does not dare to say that he is unharmed, and the two of them are in the center of the battle storm, so it is naturally impossible to be unharmed.

Swish!

The ghostly light is staggered, like a black banner spread out by the gods, enveloping the life and death platform of Nuoda, but seeing the pure yang and pure yin power on Le Shutu's arms like two sharp blades that cut through the sky, he was born in this black banner and tore out two cracks, Le Shutu used his arms as a knife, and the red gold knife light and the dark blue knife light flashed at the same time, like a lost person who did not know the direction continued to dance wildly in this black flag. There were more and more flaws in the ghostly light, Le Shutu roared, the power of yin and yang on his arms burned, and the lines of life and death spread, and when the eighty-first crack was torn, he finally vaguely sensed the direction of Zi Chengxi.

So he merged his two swords and slashed at the figure in the darkness, this sword was unstoppable, the strength of the knife was like the dawn that ended the darkness, and the black banner composed of endless glow was like a broken net, which could not resist such a terrible sword momentum.

Zi Chengxie moved at this moment, the evil qi in his body bloomed, like a whirlpool that suddenly appeared in the sea, the surrounding air was gathered by him, and as soon as his evil qi was transformed, it immediately became extremely viscous, and then his palms suddenly pushed forward, like a rolling wave sweeping the beach, Le Shutu gathered the power of yin and yang life and death to slash this knife through his push, the speed of progress was suddenly slowed down.

Zi Chengxie's eyes froze, and when he saw the opportunity, the dark long sword in his hand resurfaced, and under the bloom of evil energy, he seemed to be integrated with the sword body, and his mind moved, and the person and the sword disappeared in place at the same time, turning into a dark aura that was difficult to catch, and then, a sword appeared on the stage.

The momentum attracted by this sword ray is not strong, but it is extremely evil, the original scattered ghost light seems to have found the main backbone, and they have gathered one after another, and the figure of Zi Chengxie has become more blurred, and the sword light he cut out has become even more weird.

Rumble!

The moment the swords collided, the space seemed to be distorted, pure yang and pure yin and dark breath were mixed, the general trend of the wind and clouds in the void changed, and there seemed to be infinite black clouds coming in a trance, a golden crow burning with pure yang flames in the black clouds hissed and roared, fighting hard, under the claw pounce, the black clouds were scattered, and at the same moment, there was an ice phoenix carved like crystal hovering in the black clouds, and the pure yin breath bloomed, and everywhere it passed, it was all frozen. But the black clouds are like inexhaustible weeds, and the sound of the wind is carrying a rolling momentum.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and they couldn't distinguish the battle situation in the field with their naked eyes, so they all urged their soul power, but even so, they still couldn't capture the specific location of Le Shutu and Zi Chengxi, and there were only three intentions left in front of them: Black Cloud, Golden Crow, and Ice Phoenix.

Qin Cang seemed to see something different, but it felt too short, he didn't fully understand that the life and death platform had changed again, drops of bright red blood sprinkled on the table made of silver and jade, like raindrops slapping on the stones, the sound was crisp, and it was particularly attention-grabbing, even those young monks whose soul power was not strong had noticed such a scene at this moment.

It's just that although they are shocked in their hearts, they don't know whether these bloodstains are from Leshutu or from the evil spirit, or both.

The only thing they could sense was that the battle between the two was coming to an end.

Rumble!

The heavy sound of thunder resounded nine times on the platform of life and death, each sound was accompanied by a blood stain that filled a large bowl, and it seemed that the sound of swords clashing could be faintly heard. It's just that people's attention is obviously not on the sound of swords clashing, but on the constant blood stains on the stage.

"Is that the blood of the evil or the blood of the Joy Path?"

"There is a formation isolation on the platform of life and death, and the power of pure yang and pure yin of Le Shutu and the evil qi of Zi Chengyi are too vast to be detected!"

"I can only wait patiently for the results. ”

The sound of conversation in the field continued, but Qin Cang frowned slightly, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end, but this does not mean that he doesn't care about the battle situation on the stage, on the contrary, he attaches no less importance to this battle than the two parties involved in the battle, Zi Chengxie and Le Shutu. I saw that the ghostly aura in his black eyes bloomed, and the complex patterns in his pupils loomed, Qin Cang's gaze seemed to have turned into a sharp blade that could cut through everything at this moment, and the power of the moves used by Zi Chengxie and Le Shutu to fight gradually became clear in his eyes.

The only flaw is that he has never been able to see through the last layer of the diaphragm involving spiritual energy, which may be what Qiu Xuanyi said at the beginning that with his current cultivation, he can't understand all the power of the Netherworld Pupil, and there are some areas that he can't cover now.

However, for a spectator, this was enough, because through the observation of the Nether Pupil, Qin Cang already knew who the blood stains on the stage were.

"When two tigers fight, one will be injured. Qin Cang sighed, the ghostly aura in his eyes converged, but in the next moment, he suddenly felt a gaze lock on him.

Qin Cang raised his eyebrows, and following that gaze, a black-clothed young man leaning on the plane tree quickly entered his line of sight.

"Dugu Xing?" Qin Cang's voice was a little surprised, although he was not familiar with the person in front of him, he was by no means a stranger, he had seen this person when he was assessed in Wind Thunder City, but the latter was silent, and he himself was indifferent by nature, so there was no conversation between the two.

But this does not affect Duguxing's interest in him.

"It's him. Dugu Xing's face became a little strange, Qin Cang's current identity was already known to him, he was the only personal disciple of Wu Sword Peak Feng Drunken Dust, although he had not been in the Qingyun Sword Pavilion for a short time, his reputation was no less than that of the personal disciples of other peak masters.

"It's no accident that he's here. "Lonely walking in the heart.

The old man in green on the side seemed to notice the subtle changes in Duguxing's face, and then he asked, "Dugu, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I met an old man. Duguxing retracted his gaze and said slowly.

"What kind of old man?" The old man in green seemed to have heard something interesting, and immediately became curious, because in his memory, Duguxing had always only devoted himself to sword cultivation, and he had no friends, and it was even rarer for him to call him an old man.

Duguxing did not satisfy his curiosity, but only gave a general answer: "An interesting old man." ”

"Interesting old man?" The general answer did not extinguish the old man's curiosity, but he began to recall this sentence, and his eyes continued to scan the crowd, and for a moment he gradually turned his attention away from the battle situation on the stage.

Others were staring closely at the changes on the platform of life and death, unwilling to take their eyes off for a moment......