Chapter 187: Jiang Fenghan's Means
Song Qiu's words caused Jian Hongyu to smile bitterly, and she moved her gaze away from the corpse on the ground and moved to Song Qiu, "The world that can be teleported from the outer Penglai, except for the Penglai Immortal Mountain that is called the 'Inner Penglai', I can't think of where else it will be." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"So, is this really Inner Penglai?" Song Qiu looked around at the scene left and right, and said in disbelief.
As a legendary fairy mountain, Song Qiu's imagination of Penglai Fairy Mountain should be a beautiful fairy mirror with aura, lush vegetation, and endless fairy beasts and monsters, and never thought that it would be such a dilapidated and desolate scene today.
When Tai Bai Xing asked him to come, he didn't say that Penglai Xianshan would be like this now, could it be that something happened in the middle?
Song Qiu thought to himself.
Jian Hongyu's face seemed to be sad and happy, and the debris of the wild grass scattered on the ground was like autumn in her eyes, and she said with complicated emotions: "Nei Penglai suddenly appeared, second senior brother...... Zhang Xuanzong must not have thought that he planned to use Penglai Immortal Mountain as bait, but he didn't expect to trap himself in it. ”
Recalling the purple electricity that chopped Zhang Xuanzong to death, Song Qiu stroked his chest with his hand with palpitations, and he sighed with emotion: "Calculate in every way, pay for the flowing water, Zhang Xuanzong can also be regarded as a hero in the world, such a way to die, it can only be said that the destiny of heaven is difficult to violate." ”
Jian Hongyu was silent, slowly shook her head, as if she wanted to shake out the emotions in her mind, she exhaled lightly, and said slowly: "Although we have temporarily lifted the crisis, the environment here is far more dangerous than that of Outer Penglai, if we can't find a way out, we will die sooner or later." ”
Song Qiu looked at the corpse on the ground, just a moment ago, this person was still so proud and arrogant, but now he has turned into a corpse without breathing, and the cruelty of this world has been fully displayed in front of Song Qiu.
"It is said that the world is unpredictable, and the sea can change mulberry fields, but I really can't figure out why Penglai Immortal Mountain has become what it is now?" Song Qiu asked Jian Hongyu.
Not only Song Qiu was strange, but Jian Hongyu was also suspicious, she said with a solemn face: "Penglai Immortal Mountain has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, and the sudden changes in it can be understood, I am just wondering whether its appearance is a coincidence, whether we got together and met this sudden appearance, or is there another reason." ”
Jian Hongyu's explanation sounded reasonable at first glance, after all, it had been at least nearly two thousand years since the last time Penglai Immortal Mountain appeared in the world. However, Song Qiu knew that this kind of change could only occur in a very short period of time, because the Tai Bai Xing they had not noticed this change, and even the Martial De Star Monarch who was in charge of this place did not make any report to the Heavenly Realm.
Is it really artificial?
But who has such a great ability to set up a trick on the territory of the gods?
Song Qiu was shocked in his heart, and his vigilance was the highest.
If it's really all artificial, then this opponent will probably be very tricky.
Tightening his grip on the weapon in his hand, Song Qiu thought with a grim expression.
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The pitch black flowed like water, although he didn't know what it was, but just looking at the pure black around him, Su Baixian already knew that this was the source of the collapse of Penglai Immortal Mountain.
He closed his eyes, and since everything around him was already the purest black, it no longer mattered whether his eyes were open or not, but it was better to close his eyes and rely on his intuition to judge what was about to happen.
In those black, slightly gray lines slowly emerged in his consciousness, like the undulating and winding of mountains.
"Huh?" Su Baixian suddenly turned around, facing the direction he came: "Someone came in?"
His phone fluttered softly around his waist and let out a subtle screech like a beep.
Pulling out his mobile phone, relying on the natural and powerful spiritual sense of the immortal cultivator, even if he didn't open his eyes, he could clearly recognize the words on the screen.
It was a text message.
"From: Tai Platinum Star. ”
"I sent those people, you don't need to care, just do your own research. ”
Putting the phone back in his pocket, although he always felt that something was wrong, the black in front of him was undoubtedly more important than those who entered it.
After thinking for a short time, Su Baixian walked towards the deeper darkness, but he didn't know that although this text message was the number of Tai Bai Xing, it was not sent by Tai Bai Xing, and Song Qiu, who was left behind by him, had already fallen into great danger.
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The light around the pavilion became more and more dim, not because the sky had suddenly darkened, but because Jiang Fenghan's eyesight was rapidly decaying.
He flew backwards and backwards quickly, and the shadows of the trees on either side became more and more blurred.
The old man Sandou's sentence "Take advantage of your illness, you must have to kill you" is a sign of the end of the negotiation between the two, and the situation that has been trying to restrain all these days finally broke out at this moment.
Jiang Fenghan knew very well that if he didn't retreat, retreat, and retreat at this time, then his life might really be easily taken away by the old man Sandou.
The old man Sandou, who was already old, suddenly became energetic, he raised two silver eyebrows, his white hair and white beard swayed in the wind and rain, "Xiao Jiang, since you are here, do you think the old man will let you go easily?"
The rain that splashed on his face covered Jiang Fenghan's eyelids, but for Jiang Fenghan, it didn't matter anymore, because there was no light in his pupils, and the blurred shadows of the trees, the fluttering and dense rain, and the flamboyant white hair of the old man Sandou were all gone, replaced by only darkness, endless darkness.
Before the last ray of light disappeared, Jiang Fenghan saw the old man Sandou stand up and chase after him, saw the branches around him shaking, and saw the rain condensing like a sword.
A smile crossed the corner of his lips, a smug smile of wisdom, and at the same time, mixed with a sad sadness caused by the blindness of both eyes.
In this meeting, it was not only the old man Sandou who made preparations and made moves, although the location was set by the old man Sandou, but Jiang Fenghan, who arrived earlier, had enough time to arrange his means.
The trees around and the rain in the sky are the means of the river wind and cold.
He used the Kunlun Heavenly Palace's non-secret method to lay out a simple formation, with himself as the hub of the formation, once he walked out of the pavilion, it represented that the formation began to operate at full strength.
The wind and rain are like swords, the trees are like swords, and the shadows under the gazebo are also like a sharp sword.
The old man of Sandou, who had just walked out of the pavilion, had a cold eyebrow, and his expression was grim in the face of these swords, countless swords.