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Although it was not initiated by the talisman master himself, so the meaning of this source talisman on the holy lake lost a bit of subtlety, but after all, this source talisman was written by Master Lu Yin, and both the duration and strength of the talisman were very terrifying, even with Ye Tong Ye Tong's realm ability, there was no way to get rid of it in a short time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white shoulder was shot, and the blood beads condensed into blood were clinging to her bare upper arms, a little bloody, the meticulous and solemn bun had long been messed up, and the strands of black hair had just floated into the air, and they were bound to her cheeks by the source talisman, and the black silk lined with the white complexion, which looked particularly beautiful, but a little embarrassed.

But Ye Tong didn't have the slightest expression on his face, just looked coldly at the jade sword by the lake.

What really surprised her and even faintly admired was Xu Chen's ability in battle, which did not refer to the realm or the degree of control of the breath of heaven and earth, but to his skillful use of all combat methods, the precise choice of the timing of the attack, and even a certain temperament.

Today on the shore of the Holy Lake, she had done her best to kill Xu Chen, and it was extremely rare to use a spell that had not been enlightened for a long time, but she still couldn't kill the other party, and was even seriously injured by the other party.

The miserable wound on her shoulder, the slightly hot blood in her palm, and the beads of blood on her upper arm all made Ye Tong feel angry, humiliated, and even crazy, but her eyes began to burn like those swords made of watery scales, revealing a frenzied coldness - only in the face of a truly respectable opponent, this kind of look will appear.

Over the years, she has competed with many masters, but very few people can make her respect or even admire, because in her opinion, those so-called masters have realm and majestic strength, but they don't know how to play at all, and they are as worthless as a sour scholar who reads dead books.

Until today, when she met Xu Chen, she found that this so-called weakest cultivator was actually an extremely rare cultivator who knew the true meaning of battle, although the realm was still low, but as long as the realm was slightly improved, the time of life and death would definitely be extremely powerful - she was very sure of this inference, because she herself was such a person.

The jade sword was supported under the rainstorm sword by the lake, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time, but it never collapsed, and the mist formed by those ice swords became thicker and thicker, and it was gradually about to be buried, Ye Tong looked at that place with an expressionless face, and said very seriously in his heart: "Can't this kill you?" It seems that you really have to die." ”

Ye Tong is obsessed with the Tao, obsessed with the Tao, how to preach the Tao, only life and death, so she fanatically pursues the battle. Xu Chen survived, why did he seek death, but to avoid death, so he fought very hard. Although the reasons are different, the explicit temperament formed is somewhat similar, and if they can know each other's childhood life, they will probably know that they are the same kind of people as each other.

Because they have the same temperament and philosophy, they admire each other and have a deeper killing intent for each other, because it is not easy to kill, so they respect, so they must kill each other.

The Dao Sword attacked the black mist, and the black mist resisted the Dao Sword. Ye Tong's body standing on the lake couldn't move, the wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, and he didn't know when his spiritual power would be exhausted;

Time passed minute by minute, Ye Tong's face was pale, but he couldn't see any signs of spiritual power depletion, Xu Chen lowered his head and tightly pursed his lips that were pale due to blood loss, and he couldn't see the possibility of letting go.

The battle on the shore of the sacred lake has changed from a fierce dynamic image to an absolute static picture, but the danger hidden in it is becoming more and more intense, as long as one side cannot hold on, then it is time for destruction.

The situation seems to have entered a kind of dead end, both of them are too ruthless, so ruthless that they can't see the end of this dead end, and whether they will survive or die in the end seems to depend only on who can hold on to the end.

In this case, there is a young girl talisman who seems to have been forgotten, but she is a talisman, how can she be forgotten, in fact, she is the one who finally solves this life and death situation.

Duanmurong stood up and stood in front of Xu Chen.

Xu Chen was taken aback.

Looking at the oncoming dense Dao sword, the girl talisman calmly bit her fingers, with blood dripping from between her fingers, and then gently stretched out into the air.

As she moved, those oncoming Dao swords suddenly slowed down a little.

Beads of blood dripping from slender fingertips were strangely suspended in the air.

Then Duanmu Rong's fingertips were gently dipped into the blood beads in the air, like a wolf soaked in ink, and as soon as Rourou dragged the invisible paper in the air, a blood line was drawn.

It's still the half of the source talisman, but this time the talisman is no longer invisible, but according to the blood line, clear and incomprehensible, the talisman that gradually emerges by the lake is not stronger than before, but it is more vivid, as if there is life.

The most powerful half-Dao source talisman that Duanmu Rong had written in his life did not go towards Ye Tong standing on the surface of the lake, because the distance was too far, because she knew that even if she made a move, she might not be able to knock down that powerful woman.

Her half-Dao source talisman was thrown at the holy lake, like a dry pen that had just written a dripping ink scroll, and threw it at the clear water in the urn, wanting to clear herself.

In the clear water of the holy lake, there are suddenly countless extremely fine blood threads, like cinnabar, with this pen as a guide, a long and ancient breath is born from the bottom of the lake, which makes people feel shocked and worshipped.

That ancient breath, gathered in the thick mist, suddenly soared, occupying the entire valley in an instant, and then overflowing with strange snowy peaks in an instant, and finally reaching the distant gray sky.

The breath of ancient times surged up from the mountain, piercing the gray sky, but at the moment when it seemed to be about to touch the canopy, the snow on the top of the snow peak gradually flew, the valley breath was chaotic, and the strong wind in the air danced wildly, sweeping in an instant, annihilating everything.

Ye Tong's Ten Thousand Dao Ice Sword, the bookworm's half-Dao Source Talisman, Xu Chen's crushing Treasure Bag to release the Source Talisman, and the boiling lake water were all swallowed up by the smoke swept by the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Chen and Duanmu Rong were directly shocked by the surging aura, and they only woke up after a moment of dizziness, he looked at the dense fog that shrouded the heavens and the earth, and couldn't help but feel a little cold in his body, this kind of terrifying aura was not at all like the power that humans could exert, even the strongest of the Seven Realms could not do this.

He was shocked and had a lot of puzzles, this violent aura directly swallowed everything, including Ye Tong's breath, but why was he still intact and did not suffer any damage?

"This ...... What is it?"

Xu Chen couldn't suppress the shock in his heart, and looked at Duanmu Rong beside him and asked.

Duanmu Rong raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips and shook his head.

Previously, she used blood as ink to write half of the source talisman to attack the holy lake, which caused a change in the valley, but she herself didn't seem to expect such a consequence, listening to the silent surroundings, she found that she could no longer hear the sound of the waves of the holy lake, like a few lingering palpitations in her eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "It has nothing to do with me." ”

The two of them helped each other to stand up with difficulty, and there was a mist as far as the eye could see, and it was not clear where it was, Xu Chen did not understand her words very well, and looked at her with inquiring eyes.

Duanmu Rong coughed lightly twice, feeling the ancient aura that was still echoing in the thick fog, and said with awe and yearning: "This breath is the power of the Demon Sect Hall when the formation is opened, I just tried to make the formation open before, but I really didn't expect that just opening the formation of Xuan Xuan would be so powerful. ”

The Demon Sect Hall Entrance Formation opened? Xu Chen was taken aback.

A few days ago on that snow cliff, Chen Lujie once said that it would take time for the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall to open, and these days he has been enlightening by the Holy Lake, and he has not felt any signs of the opening of the Demon Sect Hall, but he didn't expect that Duanmu Rong actually had the ability to see through the large array of the Demon Sect Hall and let it open in advance!

As soon as he thought of this, his gaze at Duanmu Rong was a little more scorching, he looked at Shujing and peaceful on weekdays, there was nothing too special, but at the critical moment, he could always bring too many surprises to people, Duanmu Rong was really able to reach the realm of Fu Array.

Being looked at by Xu Chen's burning gaze, Duanmu Rong was a little uncomfortable with the admiration and admiration in his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and explained softly: "These days, you have broken through the realm of enlightenment by the lake, and I don't have anything to do, so I have watched this hall entrance array by the lake for a long time, so I understand a little." ”

She lowered her head and continued to whisper: "And this is not this formation, just a cover formation outside the hall." ”

Xu Chen said with emotion: "Ye Tong is really powerful, after entering the Seven Realms Realm, you and I are not her opponents combined, but it's a pity that you are here, so the Holy Lake is a wrong battlefield for her." ”

Duanmu Rong raised her head, her eyes showed joy, she came to the depths of the wasteland from the side plug, she always felt that compared with Xu Chen, she had the name of a talisman master, but she didn't play much of a role, and she couldn't help but be a little gloomy, at this time, Xu Chen's praise confirmed that she still played some role, and said softly: "I'm just trying." ”

Xu Chen said with a smile: "Being overly modest is pride. ”

Duanmu Rong smiled and nodded.

Xu Chen looked at the dense fog around him, frowned slightly, and asked, "What should we do next?" If the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall has already been opened, how can we get in?"

The mist is too thick, covering all sight, the breath of heaven and earth is too disordered, even the sea of knowledge can only perceive an extremely chaotic piece, in this environment, not to mention finding the entrance of the Demon Sect, he doesn't even know where he is at this time, is he still in the verdant valley or is he shocked by that breath and flew away?

Duanmu Rong closed her eyes, her slender fingers poked out her cotton sleeves and stretched them into the mist, bending and stretching slightly to calculate her perception, and after a while, she opened her eyes, frowned and said, "Wait for the fog to dissipate first." ”

There is always a time when the fog opens and the fog disperses, and it doesn't take long for the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth caused by the opening of the big array at the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall, which is gradually diluted by the real heaven and earth, and the fog in mid-air is the first to disperse, and you can vaguely see the sky at a very high place, I don't know why, the original gray snow clouds have dispersed, revealing a corner of the clear blue sky.

The speed at which the mist dispersed faster and faster, from the blue sky to the snow peak and then to the verdant green of the peak, continued to enter Xu Chen's sight, looking at the snow peaks that had been watched for several days, coupled with the relative direction, he was stunned to find that the position where the two of them were standing at this time should actually be in the heart of the holy lake!

However, what was in contact with the soles of the feet was obviously on the ground, how could it be in the lake? Where did the water of the holy lake go? If the lake water was directly evaporated by the power of the Great Array at the entrance of the Demon Sect Hall, it should have been silt under the feet, but the feeling of being hard and thick was obviously a little strange.

The mist continued to disperse from the sky to the land, and he could already see the green broad-leaved treetops by the lake, looking at the height of those treetops, Xu Chen became more and more sure that the location of the two of them was at the bottom of the lake on lower ground, and his heart became more and more confused.

However, at this time, he didn't have time to think about the answer to the magical disappearance of the holy lake, watching the mist gradually dissipate and the green forest gradually appeared, ignoring the blood still flowing between his fingers, vigilantly searching the surrounding pictures with his naked eyes and spiritual power.

The vision returned to clarity, and the chaotic and chaotic aura of heaven and earth fluctuated calmly, just as if the things that had protected him like a trench before did not exist, Ye Tong might find himself at any time and attack again.