Chapter 112: Turnaround
This little sword with the length of the little finger, with a quiet sword sound, black and white intertwined sword light spit out, like a flashing star in the night sky sprinkled with wisps of starlight, outlining a wonderful trajectory in the sea of Qinghe's knowledge, and the burning flame of life was annihilated in this sword light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Whew!" as if exhaling, the slightest wisps of breeze blew, Qinghe's figure became a little illusory, wisps of azure mist rose and fluttered, and in a moment Qinghe's figure had disappeared without a trace, only the slender fairy sword that she had held in her palm floated behind Liu Boqin.
The bone demon, whose soul was about to dissipate, looked at Qinghe, who had already slashed the fairy sword in his hand before Liu Boqin turned back at this time, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "Why bother!"
At this time, Liu Boqin's face did not change in the slightest, and his face was still indifferent, and the excitement and affection in his eyes had disappeared at this time, as if the crystal flower in front of him was just an inconspicuous mustard, which did not cause any changes in his mind.
The wisps of red light in the air had disappeared without a trace, and the palm-sized flower on the other side had disappeared into Liu Boqin's eyebrows with that small figure.
"Ding!" Liu Boqin, who turned around, stretched out his hand to hold the one left by Qinghe, flicked his fingers gently, and a crisp voice sounded, and Liu Boqin, who had a faint smile on his face, said: "Good sword! It's just that it's a pity that such a good sword is used for sneak attacks!"
In the white moonlight sprinkled by the dark moon, Liu Boqin stepped out gently, the distance of each step was like measuring with a ruler, there was no mistake, and the distance of each step was equal.
Seeing Liu Boqin's figure approaching, a somewhat hideous smile appeared on the stiff face of the bone demon, and he said lightly: "I don't want you to be the final winner, if the old turtle is still alive, I don't know what he thinks in his heart, but his expression will be very exciting!"
"Thank you seniors for the compliment, but I don't know what other wishes the seniors have, but the juniors are willing to listen to it!" Hearing the words from the bone demon's mouth, the affection on Liu Boqin's face did not change in the slightest, but he held the slender fairy sword in his palm and bowed slightly to the bone demon.
"Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, and this battle has long had the intention of becoming a benevolent if it is not successful, and it has come to this time, so naturally there is nothing to say. The bone demon who collapsed on the ground, the words in his mouth became thick, and he showed his majesty as the overlord of one party, even if he felt the steps of death, his expression was not moved in the slightest.
"In that case, seniors go all the way!" Liu Boqin, who had a straight figure, said lightly in his mouth, the slender fairy sword in his palm let out a slight chant, and a crystal and pure sword light spit out, and in an instant, the figure of the bone demon turned into wisps of powder and scattered in the surging Huangquan River with the breeze.
The dark moon on the heavenly dome is still the same, revealing an immortal qi that will not move with the passage of time.
Liu Boqin's indifferent gaze swept slightly, whether it was the Huangquan River God, the Bone Demon, the Qing Lotus, or the Xuan Turtle, they were all dead, and in the flow of time, even the last trace of the mark finally dissipated.
Thinking of all this in his heart, Liu Boqin's Dao heart, which had been cultivated by a thousand hammers, became harder and more innocent, and his belief in chasing the Great Dao became firmer, even if the heaven and earth were rotten, he would not be shaken in the slightest.
"Boom!" The crystal Dao Bell in the sea of knowledge swayed gently, and the clear Dao sound sounded, only to see that the brand of the bull's head on the crystal wall of the Dao Bell became more condensed, and the breath belonging to the bull-headed ghost god continued to emanate, making Liu Boqin's sea of knowledge turn into an illusory ghost domain, if you only feel Liu Boqin's breath at this moment, you will think that he is the bull-headed ghost god in the netherworld.
Although Liu Boqin has not crossed the Yellow Spring and has never seen the appearance of the Netherworld, Liu Boqin's heart already has the meaning of turning around.
"Buzz!" Liu Boqin, who had a decision in his heart, spit out the Dao rune in his mouth, and finally condensed into a crystal jade rune, the rune flashed, and the invisible force was triggered, and the brilliance of the dark moon suddenly fell on this crystal jade rune, making the jade rune in front of Liu Boqin like a small dark moon.
"Yinyin!" The high sword roared out, and as Liu Boqin's surging power poured in like a river, the slender fairy sword in his palm continued to tremble, and the Dao sword light burst out like lightning.
"Sting!" A sound like tearing cloth sounded as the fairy sword in Liu Boqin's palm swung out like lightning, and Liu Boqin, who used the authority of the bull-headed ghost god, actually tore a hole in the netherworld void with a sword under the influx of the power of the netherworld.
That slender sword mark like a hair appeared in the void, and behind this crack Liu Boqin felt a familiar aura, extremely familiar, that is the breath of the four continents, different from the cold of the Netherworld, all kinds of qi are intertwined, prosperous, and in a world of special balance.
"Boom!" The sword light flashed like lightning, and the fairy sword in Liu Boqin's palm had already slashed out in an instant, and the Dao was crystalline, pure, and clear, and a crack was torn apart from the two voids.
Suddenly, as the brilliance of the jade talisman became dim, like a candle in the wind, as long as a wisp of breeze could extinguish it, a person high, a foot wide door appeared in front of Liu Boqin's eyes, and that familiar aura became thicker, as if it could be touched as long as he stretched out his hand.
Liu Boqin, who had already made a decision in his heart, swept the Huangquan River that was still flowing from the corner of his eye, and the viscous and filthy yellow scene was imprinted in his heart.
Liu Boqin, who was in the dark, followed the familiar breath, his figure was faster than the lightning, and the boundless power from his body continued to squeeze Liu Boqin's body, but it still couldn't stop him from moving forward.
"Sonorous and sonorous!" I don't know how long it took for the slender fairy sword in Liu Boqin's palm, and the sharp sword light of the Dao Dao continued to burst out and stir. In an instant, Liu Boqin's arm waved, the sword shadow flew over, a portal was torn open, and the bright sunlight fell on Liu Boqin's body with familiar warmth, making him can't help but tremble slightly.
Liu Boqin's figure who jumped out of the portal suddenly stumbled, and he suddenly felt a weakness coming from his body as he continued to be in mid-air, and even Zhihai was trembling and moaning at this time.
The previous battle had already made Liu Boqin's strength almost exhausted, and at this time, he struggled to tear open the rift between the Netherworld and the four continents, and there was only a trace of strength left, and his mind was also weak at this moment, and this kind of exhaustion needed time to recuperate.