Chapter Ninety-Five: Surrounded by Flames
The words of the dry rain made the flower note look sideways slightly, she hooked her beautiful lips and smiled, and then looked at the burning note, and the burning instantly understood the meaning of the flower note.
Suddenly, everyone saw a flash of red light, and the fire rain poured down densely, all of which fell on the barrier that Yang Cuo thought was very solid.
The sound of 'tick-tock' kept coming from above, and it was a battle song when you listened to it, but it was indeed a life-urging talisman when you listened closely.
"I won't allow it, what can you do to me?" said Hua Jian lightly, and as soon as the words fell, a flying sword passed through the crowd and came straight towards Hua Jian.
That sword edge, that sword qi, came only to kill the flower note.
Although the sword was domineering, the flower note did not dodge, and let the flying sword attack. No matter how domineering the sword is, it is powerful, but it can't hurt her now. Besides, no one would want to let that flying sword hurt her.
Sure enough, the sword was grabbed by Yang Cuo and Ku Yu with their bare hands when she was in front of her, and then knocked the flying sword down and plunged straight into the ground.
Yang Cuo and Ku Yu's faces were already not good-looking, but now they are even more ugly, they were finally able to talk to Hua Jian like this, but they were broken by the owner of this flying sword, how could they not be annoyed?
"Do you allow it or not, it's just that group of Li Mountain wastes are rare, and Elder Ben is not rare!" Before Yang Cuo and Ku Yu could explain something to Hua Jian, they heard the sound of the dry sea coming from a distance.
The flying sword that was plunged straight into the ground also broke through the ground with the sound of the withered sea, and flew back into the hand of the withered sea, and when they saw it again, the withered sea was already standing in front of the flower note.
He waved away the yang cuo on both sides, the dry rain and the flowers, and once again pointed his long sword directly at the flower note, his eyes full of pride and contempt for the flower note.
There is a huge difference between the withered sea in front of you and the withered sea that the flower note saw for the last time, although the previous withered sea was extremely powerful, but there was still a bit of righteousness.
And now the eyebrows of the dry sea are dark, surrounded by demonic energy, and there is no righteousness.
It was probably because he was obsessed too much in his heart, but he had no exit and direction, and under the questioning and denial of Li Shanman's disciples, he was finally imprisoned in his heart and fell into the devil's way.
Li Mountain is the mountain of the righteous path of removing the spirit, and it is because some of the evil spirits who are not only removed will be buried under the Li Mountain, and they will be diffuse, and now those evil spirits buried under the Li Mountain are afraid that they have become the food in the mouth of the dry sea!
That's why he will be able to cultivate a lot in a short period of time, and he will be able to shake off the dry rain, flowers, and Yang measures that have little defense.
Even so, the flower note is not stunned, it is still that faint appearance, the only difference is that when looking at the dry sea, it is a little more ironic.
The extraordinary appearance of the dry sea made everyone in the Shanghe Hall surprised, probably never thought that the dry sea that had always been important to Li Mountain and could not see the evil spirits would actually fall into the devil's path.
The rain of fire above the barrier became more and more dense, and it became more and more aggressive, and Hua Jian smiled indifferently, only to see that the rain of fire not only penetrated the barrier, but also swallowed the broken barrier, becoming a part of the karst.
Then those karsts converged to form a karst wall hundreds of zhang high, enclosing the entire Li Mountain in the karst wall.
Anyone who lifted Li Mountain knew that the cultivation of the flower paper was extremely high, but they did not expect that the cultivation of the flower paper after the fall of the spirit was so high that they could not reach it! Even if the ancestor of Yangcuo came back, even if the entire Li Mountain and the entire Kyushu were against her, they would probably not be able to help her, right?
As for the Li Mountain besieged by this karst, it is about the burial place prepared for them by the flower note, which is really ironic. Originally, Li Shan had a soul slayer with the best qualifications, but they were short-sighted and gave her up again for the sake of short-term peace.
Now that they're in such a field, they deserve it in the end.
"Is your rarity or not, will this girl care?" said Hua Zhi, sarcasm and disdain.
Looking at the long sword galloping from the dry sea, the fingertips of the flower note touched lightly, and then the long sword turned into ashes and dissipated in the flames.
Before Ku Canghai could see how Hua Jian made a move, his neck had already been pinched by Hua Jian, and before he could start dealing with Hua Jian, this battle was already over.
"Ah Chao, no!" Kucang Hai is still a disciple of Li Shan after all, and seeing that the killing intent in Hua Jian's eyes is getting louder and louder, Yang Cuo had to open his mouth to persuade with the attitude of an elder.
"You say no, I prefer to do that. Hua Jian replied, and the strength in his hand became a lot heavier, "Although people are dying, it doesn't hurt for you to talk more, but I can't listen to the twitter if I want to, so you all shut up." Moreover, it is your supreme honor to have me personally funeral for you. ”
As soon as the words fell, all the Li Shan disciples present felt like their throats were choked, and they could no longer make any sound.
They probably knew that they could not escape this catastrophe, and after a short commotion, Yang Tso took the lead in sitting cross-legged, silently reciting the holy scriptures of the soul in his mouth, although silent, but the meaning had arrived.
When the rest of the people saw Yang Cuo like this, they also calmed down, and sat cross-legged with Yang Cuo, and also silently recited the Holy Book of Removing Spirits in their mouths, and a moment of golden light slowly came up.
The world is bumpy, and there are many grievances.
You are sorrowful, and you are sorrowful.
Then they were afraid, and then they were resentful.
From terror to dragons, from Gu to dragons.
Fall into chaos and fall into the shadows.
In this way, there is no liberation.
Why not leave it at that, turn back to the shore.
The world is a great world, and the future generations can be expected.
This is their hope for the flower paper, and it is also the last struggle for their own deep trouble.
"But you think you can transcend me in this way?" said a fool's dream!" Hua Jian squinted slightly and said in a deep voice.
The Spiritual Removal Tome was not completely ineffective for her, but at least it caused a little turmoil in her mind, which made her very unhappy and angry.
Seeing this, Zhuo Xi was naturally overjoyed, because it meant that he was about to become a great demon spirit, which was one of the few exceptions among all the broken spirits, how could he not like it in his heart?
She came in a hurricane, rolled up a thousand sharp edges, walked in red, shattered the golden light, cut through the light, and gave birth to darkness.
Dingkun is a sacrifice, wind and fire are the guide, and the flame is dissolved as a contract, incarnating as a night ghost, cold-blooded and ruthless, bloodthirsty and killing.
"If the girl has no other instructions, she will not be polite. "The whole Li Shan is already under the control of Hua Jian, although there is an equal transaction between him and Hua Jian, but in this situation, he thinks it is better for him to ask for instructions, so as not to anger this person's temper, and the gain outweighs the loss.
He had been waiting for this day for hundreds of years, and he must not fall short at this critical juncture. Therefore, in the face of this woman with extremely high cultivation and elusive temperament, it is not wrong to be careful after all.