Chapter Ninety-One: Ink Dance Moon and a Half, Pen Thunder
Luoyu's beautiful face also flushed at this moment, and the tense situation made the usually calm and arrogant Luoxia Valley Senior Sister a little flustered. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
In confusion, he looked at Bu Feng's eyes, and realized the inexplicable meaning, the rain calmed down instantly, nodded with difficulty, and the divine thoughts spread out, and several Luoxia Valley disciples who were cultivating in the same realm of knowing Tibet also restrained their panic.
"Dog thief, do you really think you've won?"
Bu Feng's face was full of bruises, his face was hideous, and he looked at the illusory figure in front of him with hatred, "Although I don't know who you are, but since this formation was achieved when the flood was about to rise, with your soul body that is about to dissipate, you can't completely control it."
The face of the person immersed in the misty halo looked a little stunned at this moment, and then the eerie and hoarse voice once again surrounded the entire venue: "Hehe, that's right, even so, how can you escape? Or, save everyone?"
Bu Feng didn't answer, and tried his best to call on the blood-colored true yuan in his body, whistling through the meridians, a trace of flush appeared on his face, and his eyes were suddenly bloody.
"Blood slaughter, burn for me......"
With a wild roar, a rolling heat wave suddenly rose around Bufeng, visible to the naked eye, the original pale skin had a scarlet color, and the momentum skyrocketed in an instant, I don't know how much, and there was a faint tendency to transcend the realm of knowledge and Tibet.
The inexplicable power of imprisonment that bound everyone was affected by this impact, and it seemed to loosen a lot, and that precarious appearance seemed to be about to shatter in the next second.
"Break it for me" The unknown force burst in response, and everyone regained their ability to act in an instant, not caring about being surprised, and immediately the true yuan was running, and the Dao attack went straight to the phantom.
"Huh, how can you do this?" The illusory body moved slightly, as if it was a little surprised, but it was just surprise, and between the unreal looks, a trace of mockery and banter could be clearly felt.
Then, the phantom's hands were raised suddenly, and the majestic energy in the formation roared up, and the infinite gray-blue light was shining, and the strange monsters condensed by pure energy appeared in front of everyone, and the fierce light in the blood-colored eyes was magnificent.
"My baby, kill them for me" The phantom shook his hand, and the energy demon beast was like a torrent that opened the floodgates, and the mountains and tsunamis pounced on everyone, and there were very few achievements in the previous Dao attacks, most of them were scattered and disappeared in mid-air.
The secret method blessed step seal like a mad demon, the long knife in his hand danced wildly, the blood-colored sword in the sky flew in all directions, and the huge power slashed, and the energy demon beast that was hit by this blow screamed and turned into nothing, and even some were hit by the manic knife and exploded, and the aftermath lifted away another energy demon beast that was about to pounce.
For a while, he actually thwarted the incomparably terrifying army of demon beasts with the strength of one person.
"Don't be stunned, I can't hold it for long" A knife split a demon-wolf-like energy into nothingness, and Bu Feng shouted loudly, waking up everyone who were stunned in place.
Luoyu also shouted, "You block this herd, Bu Feng and I will go to rescue all the senior brothers"
As soon as she said this, her body also burst out with a shocking momentum, and the magnificent glow was swirling, and her whole body was plated with a layer of beautiful and brilliant colorful colors, which shared a lot of pressure for her.
Seeing that its momentum was also rising, Bu Feng nodded slightly, his eyes were red, he roared wildly, the sword danced more urgently, and the body shape of the beast group walked in the opposite direction, slowly advancing.
There were a large number of energy demon beasts, and in addition to those who were killed by the two of them at the moment, there were still a large number of people who pounced on the people behind them.
"Bing'er" Lin Huo'er nodded slightly, the long whip in his hand threw out a crackling shocking sound, the two of them looked awe-inspired, and the weapon was instantly covered with a layer of ice blue and fiery red light, the same pace, the same move, in just a moment, the two whips were intertwined, and the sisters snorted.
The strong energy of the "Ice Fire Cracking Strength" was scattered in dense sharp arrows, and the energy demon beasts that were swept all exploded, and most of their number was consumed for a while.
"Hehe, the strength is not weak...... Even the heavens are helping me, a hundred years of lockdown, it is really possible to break it once" The phantom's hands opened slightly, and the gray-blue energy exploded again, and the number of demon beasts in the field soared in an instant, and the body formed by energy seemed to have a tendency to condense.
There were finally casualties among everyone, a disciple couldn't dodge, and was thrown to the ground by the energy demon beast, and in an instant, a lot of news rushed over, and in just a few breaths, it was torn apart, and the blood flowed out, and it was absorbed by the gray-blue formation on the ground.
Don't look at it as condensed by energy, but when the sharp fangs come to you, it is harder than King Kong, which is very weird.
The scene was a bit of a crisis, everyone was retreating, the gray-blue barrier behind them was no more than a few feet away from everyone, but they tried their best to stop the momentum of retreat, and the ghost knew what the consequences would be if they touched it.
At this moment, Bu Feng and Luo Yu had already broken through the encirclement and suppression of the beast tide, and they were slightly panting at the moment, but their prestige did not fall, and they dodged and moved up, and they quickly attacked towards the place where the blood cocoon was.
Strangely, the Phantom did not stop it, and concentrated on controlling the energy beast herd to deal with the already somewhat stretched crowd.
"Something is wrong, act when you see the opportunity" Luo Yu nodded heavily, his body was more anxious, and he approached in an instant.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped into the range where the dark red boulder was located, the two of them were like thunder, and looked at the strange scene in front of them with shocked faces, at this time, the gray and blue energy flow on the ground all turned into blood red, like a spider web, sticking to a large number of blood cocoons of different sizes.
The rich blood light was great, and he couldn't open his eyes for a while, and the ground before the blood cocoon fluctuated for a while, and then gradually rose, until it was the size of a person, and then it turned into a blood-colored figure with an illusory face, and his hands were stretched, and the spear appeared, and the faint blood-colored energy was churning, like a fire, invisible but full of bursting breath.
"It's a feeling...... Senior Brother Meng Ke?" Bu Feng couldn't believe it, and looked at the figure in front of him in a daze, his expression extremely stunned.
"He's not Meng Ke, it's like a formation that has absorbed his essence and soul energy, and it's just an energy puppet that has been recorded" Luo Yujiao shouted, and the long sword in her hand took its misty colored light and brushed it to the opposite side.
I saw that the phantom spear shook, and the spear sparkled at a moment, and in an instant, it actually shot out a flame-like steaming blood-colored energy, which touched the glow and made a sizzling corrosive sound.
"Although this energy is not Senior Brother Meng Ke's fire attribute true element, it has forged the burst of flames with the power of corrosion."
"Let's go!"
Bu Feng nodded heavily, the knife was magnificent, turning into a giant blood-colored knife shadow, and suddenly slashed the "Qingcang Knife Chop" cold voice, and the falling rain on the side also used a mastery, and the misty Caixia shone with a magnificent color and directly hit the opponent.
There was no joy or sorrow on the face of the illusory figure, the spear danced into a windmill, and the vast blood-colored energy appeared, at this moment it was like a blood-flame windmill spinning wildly, and the slight-hearted energy blood was cremated into a hideous python, and the snake's mouth was wide open, full of might.
The phantom floating in the air not far away, the face that couldn't be seen seemed to pull the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was laughing, I don't know why he was laughing.
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Still in the lonely valley, the figure of the young man dancing with the pen is as fast as lightning, and even pulls out the afterimage of the Dao, the rich golden light and thunder are not only swirling around the pen, but now it is escaping everywhere with its trembling, at first glance, there is a kind of majesty and momentum like heaven and earth.
This situation has lasted for more than a month, and the majestic aura on the young man's body is changing every moment, suddenly illusory, suddenly condensed, extremely mysterious.
Suddenly, the thunder exploded in this heaven and earth in an instant, the golden light raged, and the young man's dancing figure stopped instantly, and the golden traces of the previous strokes around him made a big text, which read:
"The Vast Confucian Road, Yiran Taoism"
The font is vigorous and powerful, the calligraphy is like a shock, the pen walks between the dragon and the snake, and a vast atmosphere is as solemn as the literary and historical sense of the period, and the charm is leisurely.
Yang Xuan's eyes opened suddenly, the divine light in his eyes shone brightly, and there was a faint roar of golden thunder flashing, and the illusory aura instantly condensed and grew.
Mortal ......
Medium term......
Anaphase......
At this moment, within the dantian, the beating thunder flashed a thick arc of thunder, condensed into a group, and floated steadily in the hands of an illusory figure sitting in the hand, the bright spots were deep and saw through the sharpness of the joys and sorrows of mortal dust.
Yang Xuan's temperament suddenly changed again, and there was a hint of sharpness and unyielding in the elegance, so disobedient, and so reflective, there was an incomparably natural feeling.
"How long has it been?" Yang Xuan seemed to be asking about something, and seemed to mumble to himself.
The two poems that fell on the mountain wall, sighed, and bowed down to salute, "The great kindness of the seniors, the younger generations have nothing to repay, if he succeeds in cultivation in the future, he will definitely live up to his original intention, explore the truth, and solve the doubts for the predecessors"
After that, Yang Xuan's figure slowly flew up and walked into the air, if you say that this is in the sky, it is really an extremely mysterious feeling, when you cultivate, you can naturally use it, and if you don't reach the realm, it is in vain if you want to break through the sky.
"Something seems wrong over there...... This feeling is really disgusting to the extreme" Yang Xuan cultivated the Haoran Xuanjing, held the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, and was full of righteousness, and he had a keen perception of those dirty, filthy, and yin breaths, which could be regarded as hitting the enemy.
After finishing speaking, Yang Xuan gently groped for the huge brush in his hand, frowning slightly, "Let's go and see, what kind of evil and trouble, how is it?"
As soon as the words fell, he smiled, the thunder under his feet flashed one after another, his body flew instantly, and after a few breaths, he disappeared into the valley.
The shadows of the trees are swaying, the afterglow is steaming, counting the days Yang Xuan happened to be here for forty-nine days, everything has not changed here, the poems on the mountain wall, the flowing water under the stone bridge, and the warblers and birds in the depths of the branches......