Chapter Ninety-Two: The Woman in the Memory of a Past Life
Rumble!
The force shook the entire river out.
The boy drifted with the flow and slowly closed his eyes.
Su Qingming opened his eyes again and found that he had reached the top of a city wall.
As far as the eye could see, the ground and the city walls were filled with red blood.
The ground is full of ruins, corpses are everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowder is still drifting away in the distance.
A myriad of disturbing auras enveloped the land.
There were too many demonic qi around him, and they all turned into a dense fog of substance, and wisps of them floated in the air.
Far away in the sky was a slowly flowing black mist, which could not be seen or touched, but let out a painful wail.
Su Qingming saw this scene, his eyes recalled, and he raised his head slightly.
On the opposite side of the city wall also stood a woman.
There are many words in the world to describe a woman's beauty, but none of them can compare to those four words.
Peerless.
Su Qingming smiled and said, "Long time no see." ”
As soon as the words fell, the ground trembled slightly, and the fog around them began to rise, hovering around.
The smoke of gunpowder, corpses, and blood in the distance are all gone.
All that remained were the two men on top of the two walls, and a clearing in between.
Flying Wild.
The fairy who has been gone from the world for thousands of years floats in the wind.
Su Qingming got up and walked away.
The two figures faced each other with a sword in the air.
The shadow of the sword flew in the air, and countless palm marks began to appear on the two city walls, and dust and loess fell from the mottled city walls.
The strength of this woman's sword intent was not inferior to Su Qingming.
After a few moments, the figures staggered.
Su Qingming fell to the downwind, and fell on the top of the city first, smashing up a cloud of dust.
The ethereal woman did not pursue, she stood in the air, and there was not the slightest emotion in her misty eyes.
Su Qingming slowly stood up, covered her mouth and coughed a few times, her palms were already red.
He had already been seriously injured in Dahe City before, and Rao is martial arts turned to the realm, and being able to survive here can be regarded as the reason for Su Qingming's strong heart.
The palm shadow rises again.
The woman still didn't stop.
The wind and clouds in the sky converged, and the surging spiritual power instantly hovered in her hands.
The woman in the green shirt rushed towards Su Qingming, and the long sword reached Su Qingming's chest.
This time, Su Qingming did not resist, his hands fell on his laps, and he stood on the wall, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth that he had never felt before.
Strike!
The sword is pointed at the chest.
...
"Why are you so stupid."
The woman's murmur rang out.
The sword shadow dissipated, and the opponent's entire body also turned into a phantom and passed through Su Qingming's body, and then disappeared.
The next moment.
Su Qingming's whole person was shrouded in a ball of light as white as jade.
The gentle and holy aura poured into Su Qingming's dantian spiritual sea, flowed through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and finally merged with the majestic spiritual power in Su Qingming's body.
That comfortable feeling is like meeting a sweet spring in the desert and basking in the sun in spring.
Those spiritual auras were incomparably powerful, and they cleaned up all the injuries on Su Qingming's body almost instantly.
When the sword qi left by Yu Zhaosleeve encountered this spiritual power, it was completely cleaned up without the slightest resistance, and the injury was slowly recovering.
The breeze was blowing, and it was safe.
...
On the Great River.
The old monk with his staff rushed out of the sea, stopped on a reef, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a resentful expression.
I didn't expect that kid to have such a means to attract the gatekeeper of the cave to make a move, although the pharmacist brother had no consciousness, but the realm mana was all there, and Rao himself couldn't block a palm.
"Little bastard, I will definitely break you to pieces one day!"
The sea breeze blows in your face.
A burly man in black robe with a strange face appeared in front of the old man at some point.
The old monk, who was still cursing just now, suddenly knelt on his knees and said softly: "See the master." ”
The man with his lips still red as blood looked at him with a faint smile.
The old monk swallowed his saliva, trembling and shocked: "It happened suddenly, and Su Qingming ran away." ”
There was silence, only the wind howling.
The man did not speak.
The old monk was even more nervous, and his whole body was sweating.
In the face of this impermanence master, Rao is old monk is already in the late stage of the Dongzhen Realm, and he is still frightened.
It's just that because he inadvertently got a Demon Domain Technique, he couldn't control the temptation of the Great Dao, and attacked and killed several important disciples of the big faction to absorb the power, but in the end, the matter was revealed, and he had no choice but to hide and hide everywhere.
It wasn't until later that I met the Shadow Palace.
Then he saw the true meaning of life, and without hesitation, he became a dog of the master.
In the Shadow Palace, he knew why the profound technique of the Demon Domain could be obtained by him unintentionally, and he also figured out why the original seamless plan would be revealed.
It's just that he doesn't resent it, but becomes more and more in awe of the Shadow Palace.
"I already know about it, and I don't blame you."
The master finally spoke, and said, "It's just a temporary idea, and it's okay if you can't kill it, just don't forget our business." ”
The old monk was slightly sure in his heart and asked, "Are you talking about the one in the cave..... Ancient beasts? ”
The master said: "That's right, the Cave Heaven Seal has also reached a node after a thousand years, and it is turbulent, it's time to release it." ”
The old monk whispered, "How?" ”
"The sealing formation is ever-changing, unfathomable, and the soul of the legendary second disciple of the Sword Venerable is in charge, so we are naturally a little behind."
The burly man said slowly: "But since that ancient beast feeds on the evil thoughts of the world, then we only need to give him strength, and it will naturally be able to break the seal." ”
The old monk looked thoughtful, and for some reason suddenly lowered his head, and said uncertainly: "Evil thoughts in the world...."
The master said indifferently: "Over the years, you have continued to have enough evil thoughts. ”
The aura exploded.
The aura around the old monk surged, and the cyan staff smashed straight into the opponent's head.
It's just that the next moment, the old monk suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he collapsed to the ground weakly.
"After all these years in the Shadow Palace, you still haven't understood our style."
The burly man didn't even glance at the ground.
"You.... You lied to me, you just for..."
The old monk's eyes were dilated, his body began to rot, the blood flowing from his hands fell to the ground, and the ground began to boil and bubble, which was very terrifying.
"I've been planning for so long, naturally because an obedient demon is much easier to control than a disobedient one."
The master looked at the sky and muttered, "And that person suppressed my Shadow Hall Divine Beast for a thousand years, this account should be returned." ”
...
When Su Qingming opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear.
There was one more person beside him.
The two sat side by side.
Su Qingming didn't turn his head, just looked at the black mist in the distance, and asked, "I'm still so tired when I'm dead, I'm not afraid of trouble." ”
The woman in the white dress sat on the wall, her feet dangling up and down in the air, shaking her head and saying, "Someone must bear the bane that has been suppressed for thousands of years."
Su Qingming jumped off the city and walked to the front of the black mist.
The black fog in the distance suddenly let out a terrible roar, and the fog boiled.
The woman in the white dress stood behind Su Qingming and said with a smile: "If these demon beasts stop being noisy one day, I'm still a little unaccustomed to it." ”
Su Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at it, and said, "Shut up." ”
The next moment.
The whole world was silent.