Chapter 80 The tongue is bright and the lotus is born, and the mouth is born of a white lotus.

Yulian dodged the phoenix fire lightly.

Although she uses lotus, it is not a real lotus, just a kind of incarnation, a kind of intention.

After all, she Yulian is a true cultivator of the human race, and she is not a lotus flower who has become a essence, so she is really afraid of fire.

She would never glance in the direction of Yun Zhan's clothes.

It's not that she can't face the master of the past without shame.

It's that Yun Zhanyi is just a first-order eighth-grade sword cultivator, and she really doesn't deserve a second-grade love cultivation to give her a look.

Even if she still has the sword spirit of the Sword Emperor, what flowers can she turn out in front of the Eight-Rank Neidan.

Yulian stretched out her hands, flipped over a thousand charms, and slowly and hovered from her side to rise two huge flower buds, the lotus flowers bloomed, and out of them jumped a pair of extremely cute horned children.

How much she doesn't take Yun Dipping clothes in her eyes.

Yun is so cautious about her clothes, she can't take it lightly.

The moment he saw the head horn child, Yun Zhanyi subconsciously opened his divine sense to sweep it, and immediately controlled it again and withdrew his divine sense.

On the other side, it's a sentimental practice.

It is a cultivator who controls the consciousness and will.

It's hard to say whether this divine consciousness will bring anything with it when it sweeps over and comes back!

Forget it, don't look at it.

In this Fang Xuanhe Trial Table, no matter what comes or how many come, it will eventually be the soul of her sword.

The tip of the cloud-stained shoe was a little down, and a faint cloud of mist spread from her ankle.

It was the clouds and mist guarding the Glass Sword Palace in the Glazed Fantasy Realm.

After she was promoted to the eighth rank, she deliberately went to the Glass Sword Palace to take a look to see if the clouds and mist had dispersed.

Scattered, but not completely.

Indeed, more steps were revealed, and even the various famous swords that were displayed on both sides of the ascending steps were also revealed.

It's just that those famous swords can't be transformed into sword servants at this time, and the spiritual power of Yun Zhanyi is not enough to maintain such a huge operation consumption.

However, it is not without its good deeds.

Those scattered clouds can be used for cloud staining.

Just like at this moment, although she is ruthless and ruthless in the Glass Sword Palace, leaving the illusion realm can make her soar and leap in the air.

It can also surround her with a thin layer and protect her.

This is the spell left behind by the once complete Sword Emperor Yun Dipping Clothes, and it still carries the breath of the Sword Emperor.

The moment Yulian felt it, her whole body trembled, and she subconsciously retreated a few inches.

She retreated, but the two horned dolls giggled, and the two sons were like bronze mirrors, and all the actions they did were relative.

Yun Zhan's face was not expressive, but his heart was desperately searching the depths of his memory.

If she had seen such a doll, she would never have forgotten it.

I just can't remember it for the time being.

The two dolls seem to be accustomed to teasing their opponents, and an eight-grade monk like Yun Zhanyi is no different from an ant to them, just crush an ant to death, how boring it is, of course, you have to pick off the ant's legs one by one, then pinch its belly, and finally crush its head.

They let out a cute and oozing laugh, and at the same time, they flew to the left and right sides of Yun Dian Yi with lightning speed, stretching out their chubby hands.

From between their short arms, several human-height silver mirrors appeared, enclosing Yun Dipping clothes in the middle.

Seeing these silver mirrors, Yun Zhanyi felt as if a small box had been opened in his mind.

She remembered.

This is the soul mirror of the demon cultivator!

It's Sun Qingyi's thing!

Once, these silver mirrors were not ritual weapons, nor were they divided into several pieces.

They were originally a complete huge mirror, which was specially created by Sun Qingyi after hearing that Yun Zhanyi had lived for more than 20,000 years and had never seen his posture of practicing swords, and he had traveled thousands of miles to the Wuxiang Sword Sect to send it to her.

Yun Zhanyi naturally likes it very much, and the silver mirror is bright, reflecting her posture and making her sword more accurate.

This silver mirror has been by the Sword Emperor's side for many years, and it has gradually been dyed with a bit of aura, just like the dragon roaring sword, and it has begun to operate with spiritual power.

If it is a sword, Yun Zhanyi can be re-tempered, but this mirror has changed, and she can't smash it and forge it into a sword, which is too disrespectful of Sun Qingyi's friendship.

So she had to recontact Sun Qingyi, Sun Qingyi took the mirror back with great interest, and after more than ten years, she ran to tell her again, and it was refined.

Sun Qingyi's refining is this set of soul mirrors.

It's just that at that time, Sun Qingyi didn't use this mirror to shine on any of the first-grade monks.

Whether it is herself, Yun Zhanyi, or Di Shaojin.

Yun Zhanyi still remembered the mantra that Sun Qingyi once recited.

Mirror the soul, mirror the soul...... What's next?

Just as Yun Zhanyi was thinking, the little doll in the head horn had already chanted in a milky voice.

"Looking at the soul mirror, mirroring the soul, one is the living soul, one is the dead soul, one is the soul, and the other is the soul of the soul."

"Life and death, death is the spirit, the spirit is the spirit, and the spirit will live."

"Look at the soul mirror, look at the soul in the mirror, the person in the mirror, the spirit in the mirror, the soul in the mirror."

"Soul in the mirror!"

Yun Zhanyi: "......"

It's a long time!

The next time I see the reincarnation of Sun Qingyi's ninth life, if Yun Zhanyi still remembers, she will definitely remind her that when designing a formula, it is only style when it is shorter!

Several silver mirrors shone brightly at the same time, shooting at Yun Zhanyi.

Yun Zhanyi did not dodge, and was directly wrapped in mirror light.

Colorful and colorful, like clouds and fog, like a dream.

Suddenly, I woke up from my dream.

The mirror light only wrapped the clouds in the clothes for a moment, and then scattered in all directions.

Really.

Yun Mianyi quietly confirmed his guess.

The reason why she didn't move was to see if that was the case.

"What!"

"What!"

The two horned children were surprised in unison: "Why is it ineffective!" ”

Why?

Because this thing was made by Sun Qingyi!

Sun Qingyi was originally a mirror for her, but although it was changed to a magic weapon later, how could it be effective for a first-grade monk and a cloud dipping clothes!

She doesn't look at them in this mirror, it's just useless!

Yun Dipian chuckled.

No longer giving the children in the horn a chance to perform, he raised his sword, and the translucent long sword in the middle of the pillar vibrated with it.

The next moment, there was no longer a figure of Yun Stained on the Xuanhe Trial Stage.

"Where have you been?"

"Where have you been?"

The children in the general horn did not sit still, they quickly controlled the mirror, and scattered around the Xuanhe Trial Table: "The mirror enters the light, the mirror shows people, people are not hidden, and the form is visible!" ”

Before the trace was finished, Yun Zhanyi had already flashed behind one of the children.

Hey, she said it again.

The mantra must be short.

Only then can we have courage.

"Yakumo Sword Rain!"

With the sonorous and powerful four syllables, the long sword rained down from the sky, and from a distance, the sword qi seemed to be a waterfall.

In such a rain of swords without dead ends, the two chief horned children didn't even have time to let out a scream, and they turned into powder.

Yun Zhanyi frowned slightly, and opened again while retracting his sword.

She uses a real sword, and it is normal to stab enemies into flesh and dust, which must be different.

"Yakumo Sword Rain, Yakumo Sword Rain, hehe, I didn't expect that in this kind of place, there would be people from the Wuxiang Sword Sect."

Accompanied by a rough male voice, there is also a majestic figure.

The light and the fog and the powder and the sword all dispersed.

Yulian and Phoenix are fighting in the sky, and on the Xuanhe Trial Stage, in addition to Yun Zhanyi, there is also a nine-foot giant.

Belch.

Yun Zhanyi's heart felt a little disgusted.

Such a strong person has been replaced by two milk dolls, who is not disgusting when they see it.

Her expressionless face shot straight out of her divine sense, since the opposite side was a pure demon cultivator, then of course she could sweep it.

The nine-foot giant man seemed to feel it too, and he grinned, "Are you satisfied with what you swept?" ”

Yun Zhanyi turned a blind eye, and after confirming that the other party was a four-rank demon cultivator, she summoned the clouds and mist again and soared into the sky.

It is best not to fight for a long time when dealing with demon cultivation, demon cultivation and emotional cultivation, and the other party does not know how many ever-changing spells there are.

The brass bracelet on his wrist emitted a faint green light, providing aura for Yun Zhanyi, and on the other side, standing on the pillar, Tu Rong, who used the formation to hide for himself, also transmitted spiritual power to Yun Zhanyi.

If you want to strike, you will kill!

The dragon sword glowed with a blue glow, and even some golden lightning appeared on the sword body.

The lips of the nine-foot giant man below moved, as if he was saying something provocative.

Yun Zhanyi didn't say a word, she adjusted her breathing slightly, and clenched the hilt of her sword.

There is no sword without me.

No heart, no demons.

Silent and shapeless.

Nothing, and everywhere.

Yun Dipian's lips moved slightly.

Four words floated softly out of it.

"Infinite Sword Style."

The next second.

Nothing seems to be happening.

It seems that Yun Zhanyi has not moved.

It seems that the heavens and the earth have never changed since eternity.

The nine-foot man didn't react yet, he was still using his index finger to dip his clothes in the clouds, telling her to roll down and fight him.

The only one who has action is Yulian.

When she felt the flow of the wind, she dodged, bypassed the flames of the phoenix, and pounced on the Xuanhe Trial Stage.

"Run! Run! ”

The nine-foot man heard Yulian's voice, very close and far away.

Near, it seems that Yulian is right in front of you.

Far, it was his eyes, his ears, farther and farther away from his skull.

Yulian let out a crushed scream from her throat, turned and stepped on the lotus and flew backwards.

Blood, countless bloods, in the shape of an explosion, sprayed on the Xuanhe Trial Table.

Originally, he was still a nine-foot giant.

Now it's just a crimson totem.

It was the shape of countless blood swords, the tips of which were facing the middle, converging into a circular sword array.

In the center of the sword array, there was a crimson heart that fell to the ground.

"Infinite Sword Style......" Yulian's cold sweat fell.

I didn't expect that the eight-grade cloud dipping clothes could still use the Infinite Sword Style!

Where did she get Reiki support?

It seems that she underestimated the enemy!

Yulian no longer hesitated, she opened her pink mouth, and from her mouth, a brilliant white lotus was born, exuding a pearl-like light.

When Yun Zhanyi collected his sword, his eyes swept to it, and he hurriedly shouted: "Shine the night!" ”

Without any hesitation, the phoenix disappeared in the air in an instant, returning to the glazed illusion of cloud stained clothes.

The tongue is bright lotus, and the mouth is white lotus.

This is the summoning technique of emotional cultivation.

It is estimated that there will be more love repairs soon!

Right now.

Yun Zhanyi heard another wave of people's voices.

"Stained clothes! We're here to help! ”