Chapter 32: The Styx
"Senior sister, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you this time."
Seeing that Qingya on the stage was at a disadvantage and had the momentum of defeat, Ji Yunsheng seemed to be as proud as if he saw that the Enlightenment Heavenly Heart Jade was in his hands.
Is that how you lost? Shizun is looking at me from below, have I failed her hopes like this? Sister Qing'er is still waiting for me to accompany her down the mountain, can she only break her promise like this? Qingya held eight giant swords, stubbornly resisting the ice wall surrounded by eight sides, and only with the breath in his chest, he gritted his teeth to maintain the stalemate in front of him, preventing Jiang Ning's ice and snow cage from forming.
While struggling, Qingya felt that the spiritual power in the dantian was gradually exhausted, and the hands supporting the phantom sword began to tremble slightly, and the golden light on the phantom sword also flickered again and again, looking like it was about to disappear.
Qingya looked down the ring, through the boiling voices, Liu Bailu's face was unwavering, and the morning breeze blew her hair with flowing clouds, like a pair of gentle hands brushing the clear spring in her heart, flooding with little ripples. There was starlight in her eyes, like a deep and clear starry sky, which seemed to attract her soul to it, and in an instant, Qingya fell into darkness.
Where is this and what is happening? What about Senior Sister Jiang Ning? What about the Master?
Qingya was suspended in the dark void, surrounded by stars, and the darkness in front of him made his heart panic.
The voice of eternity came from the depths of the void, click, click. It was the sound of armor colliding with each other, but there was a silent void all around.
Click, click, the sound of the collision of the armor seems to gradually synchronize with the heartbeat of Qingyadi, and there is a throbbing in the heart, Qingya raises his eyes and looks into the distance, in the depths of the void, where the starlight is faint, there seem to be thousands of armies marching, and thousands of horses are together.
I don't know how long it took, but they came to the front of the green cliff. It was hundreds of thousands of cyan phantoms, vaguely only the outline of their shapes, like ownerless ghosts, without the slightest bit of life. But even so, they still traversed the middle of the void like mountains and seas, like a skyfall mountain cutting off the sky and pressing in front of the green cliffs.
At the forefront of the Shadow Army, several blue rays of light were intertwined like lines, shuttling back and forth, gradually outlining the outline of a person, the hideous fangs on the Xuanjia seemed to tear the sky, the Futu mask covered his appearance, only the eyes that showed endless nothingness, and the pitch-black long sword at his waist was exuding the glowing moonlight, reflecting the cold moonlight.
Although Qingya has never seen the person in front of him, but he is very familiar with him, in the past on the night of the fall of the sky, Qingya sleepwalked in the fairy mountain, strayed into the deep cave, on the mural of the cave, the identity of the person in front of him was recorded.
The lord of the underworld who fell with this thousands of years ago, Xiang Cang.
Wu Gexi was rhinoceros armor, the car was wrong and the short soldiers were connected, the sun was covered by the enemy, and the arrows were falling for the first place.
Cheng is both brave and martial, and he is strong and invincible. The body is dead, the god is the spirit, and the soul of the child is the ghost.
Is the person in front of him the former overlord, or is he a lonely soul?
But Qingya didn't seem to have time to think about the past of the person in front of him, because he was about to lose. But Qingya didn't know how she got in, let alone how to get out.
In the midst of his distress, the phantom of the Hades King pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the original cyan phantom was suddenly shrouded in a layer of misty blue light, which was the blade of the sword after being unsheathed. I saw the Hades King holding his long sword high, and the tip of the sword condensed into a little starlight, which was flickering incessantly, and it happened that in this void, in the direction of the top of the green cliff, a star reflected it in the distance, sprinkled a beam of starlight, shining on the tip of the sword, and then shot into the body of the green cliff.
Then, the Hades reached out and pushed Qingya's chest, and Qingya only saw that the stars in front of him quickly left him, and he felt like he had fallen into an endless abyss.
When his eyes lit up again, after Qingya regained consciousness, the original fatigue also surged into his body like a tide. Knowing that the battle could not be delayed any longer, Qingya decisively chose to take the initiative.
harvest
Qingya's right hand clenched into a fist, and the phantom sword also turned into a stream of golden light and flew back into Qingya's palm, and then disappeared. Without the support of the Phantom Sword, the eight walls of ice instantly pressed towards the middle. However, Qingya didn't seem flustered, and took advantage of this gap to wink at Liu Bailu mischievously.
Calling the stars and calling the shadow to give birth to the cold moon,
I only saw that Qingya's body gradually became transparent, and finally, Qingya, who was in a translucent state, passed through the oncoming ice wall without any resistance, without the slightest contact, as if the two were not in the same time and space.
The ice wall was four, forming a cage behind Qingya.
What?
Seeing Qingya penetrate her own ice wall, Jiang Ning, who thought she was in control, was shocked by the scene in front of her, and the short impact made her forget to continue attacking for a while.
A sword from the west opens to the sky,
Seeing Jiang Ning stunned, Qingya immediately crossed the sword in his hand, a white light flashed, and Qingya appeared behind Jiang Ning.
However, Qing Ya withdrew the long sword from the scabbard beforehand, and Jiang Ning was defenseless before the attack, and she did not have a thunder steel golden body like the disciples of Kaiyang Peak, so Qing Ya chose to use the scabbard to launch this ten thousand sword flash.
After a burst of sword blades, Qingya did not continue to turn around and attack, Jiang Ning was also standing in place, the long sword drooping, and there was no intention of continuing to attack.
"How did you do that?" Jiang Ning asked such a sentence thoughtlessly, and his tone finally fluctuated a little.
"The secret of the master, Senior Sister Jiang, please forgive the junior brother for not being able to tell me." Qingya turned around and saluted Jiang Ning embarrassedly with his sword.
"I thought that I was holding the victory, and I forgot even the most basic reason that I couldn't do my best, but I couldn't make an immediate judgment when the situation reversed, and I lost this competition." After saying this, Jiang Ning couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood spit out, dripping on the cold star in her hand, and immediately solidified into frost, like a red gem rolling to the ground.
"Senior Sister Jiang!"
Seeing Jiang Ning injured, Qingya immediately ran forward to support her who was shaking, and as soon as she touched her body, Qingya felt a bone-chilling cold coming from her fingertips.
Under the midsummer sun, Jiang Ning's body was colder than the ice and snow of the ninth winter, Qingya frowned, couldn't help but didn't let go of her, and at some point there was an extra Huitian Pill in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Senior Sister Jiang, I'm sorry, I don't know the severity of my shot."
"The sword has no eyes, you don't have to blame yourself, I lost." Jiang Ning pushed away the green cliff and staggered out of the ring.
Cheng Caiyi left the seat, took Jiang Ning's hand, held her in his arms, patted her gently on the shoulder, and comforted her softly: "Ning'er, you have done enough, just hand it over to Qing'er next, go back and have a good rest." ”