Chapter 7: The Demon Sword

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, churning and boiling above the low mountain.

The wind howled as if the whole earth were shaking in the wind. Facing the power of heaven and earth, the wind and clouds are changing, Lin Zhongyu feels that he is so small. Even his own heart trembled slightly.

In the mountains and forests, the beasts were terrified, the tigers roared and the apes cried, and the ears were endless, and the voices were hoarse, all of which seemed to be facing the coming tragic vision, moaning in pain.

Another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, leaving a milky white trail in the air, which slowly dissipated.

Suddenly, in the depths of the mountain forest, a white light rose to the sky, followed by a dark blue light, dragging a long tail of light to follow.

The white light was extremely fast and changing like electricity, making it elusive among the verdant mountains and high and deep ancient trees.

But no matter what, he couldn't get rid of the faint dark light behind him.

Before long, the light of the blue in the rear was about to catch up with the white light. I only heard a strange scream from the white light in front of me, and then the white light was shrouded in a layer of red light, and the speed soared a lot, but it seemed to be exhausted, and shook a few times in the air, and then jumped out of the jungle, straight into the sky, in the thick dark clouds.

A cold snort of disdain came from the dark blue light.

Along the way, the other party's "Blood Sacrifice Dafa" has been used three times, and this last time, the effect has been obviously minimal. But when he thought about his nearly three months of thousands of miles of pursuit, if it weren't for his profound Taoism and change to a junior disciple, he would have been run away by this cunning and stubborn beast.

In the blink of an eye, the cyan light flew into the air, paused slightly, and through the layers of dark clouds, I saw that the white light was still running towards the distance without a life. However, the speed is like that of a snail. Success was imminent, and the cyan light couldn't help but rise, and then swished, rushing into the dark clouds.

The thunder shook the sky, and the heavens and the earth trembled in the thunder.

There was a muffled sound, and the cyan light flew back from the clouds. Looking around, it was an old man, wearing a Taoist robe, covering his chest with one hand, and pointing to the front with the other.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of the old man's mouth, and a clear handprint on his chest kept floating with his heavy breathing, obviously just suffering a dark loss.

At this moment, a tender white slender hand poked out from the dark clouds, and in the hand lay a snow-white fox without a trace of miscellaneous hair. The most peculiar thing was the fox's two purple eyes, as if they were filled with water. At a glance, people can't help but worry about whether it will accidentally flow out in the next moment. Beneath its petite body, six tails, furry wrapped around a white jade-like arm.

Behind the arms was a wide crimson sleeve that dragged almost right next to the hem of the same crimson dress to the heel of a rounded, smooth thigh. Look down at a pair of delicate jade feet, stepping on the clouds. On the toes like bean sprouts, ten bright red nails make people feel glamorous and vulgar, and their hearts throb.

Seeing this, Lin Zhongyu couldn't help but blush, thinking of his master. The difference is that Shi Niang will never be barefoot, and she will never have such a confusing kung fu. Just the exposed hands, one leg, and two feet make people panic, isn't it bewitching, what is it?

Looking up, I saw that after the white fox, above the palace costume, the cloud temples were holding a beautiful face, and the eyes that were as indifferent as smoke seemed to be covered with a layer of light water vapor, and looking at it was like looking at a dream of oneself.

Lin Zhongyu's cultivation has improved a lot, and although the distance is very far, he can still see the facial features of the woman in the sky. However, at this time, he couldn't help but rub his eyes. Now he was confused, because he couldn't tell the age of the woman in front of him. Ten years old, twenty years old, thirty years old, it seems that every time I look at it, the feeling is different.

In the past, he never believed that there could be anyone in this world who could beat his senior sister's peerless appearance, but when he saw Xiao Benben in Yutai, he finally realized another type of extreme beauty. The woman in front of him made him even more indistinguishable, and even the concept of beauty and ugliness was blurred at this moment. I feel that the woman in the sky no longer belongs to the world, and it seems that she should be a fairy in the sky.

At this moment, the barefoot woman in the sky, who seemed to combine the attraction of heaven and earth, looked at the white fox in her hand, gently stroked its fur, and comforted: "Little man, are you tired?"

When the white fox heard this, he nodded slightly, his purple eyes glanced at the old man in disguise, and then he raised two small paws, and screamed while gesturing. Looking at that appearance, it seems that he is complaining to the woman in front of him, talking about how the old man in the pretending is so hateful. It took a while for the white fox to quiet down.

After listening to the white fox's "telling" in front of her, the woman couldn't help but caress the white fox with pity, and said, "Now you should understand my words." In the future, you are not allowed to run around without permission. ”

After hearing this, the white fox nodded.

"Little man, I want you to remember now. It's not who offends us!" At this time, the woman holding the white fox had already looked at the old man not far away. Word by word, slowly but firmly, he said:

"----------- ------------ !!to death," the white fox heard the woman's words, raised his head to look at the woman in front of him, and there seemed to be a trace of fear hidden in his confused purple eyes, but it seemed to be more similar to the worship and respect of human beings for the legendary heroes. In its opinion, it is weak, and it cannot have the ability to kill and kill that a woman has in any way. But the words of the woman in front of him made its blood boil.

At the moment when the woman's word "death" landed, her other hand, swelled like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, it had become several zhang long, and it was moaning in the air, drawing several red rays of light intertwined like a net, and went straight to the old man in the Taoist costume.

The red light in the sky, like a knife and a sword, seems to be disorderly, full of flaws, but it has already locked the enemy's qi machine, I am afraid that the old man will be crushed by this red light if he is not careful. Enduring the sharp pain in his chest, the old man was already angry in his heart, if it weren't for this woman's ruthless heart and hidden behind the dark clouds in the sky, how could he be attacked by her. He has been enlightened for many years, but he has not encountered defeat, how can he suffer such a big loss like this? After looking at the woman's easy move, she didn't even look at herself, but actually looked at the white fox in her hand again.

Thinking of this, the old man's heart was horizontal, and he said loudly: "Shameless demon, I don't know how many ways you have yourself, but you are acting in front of my old man." After speaking, I saw him snort coldly, the sword trick in his hand was introduced, and there was a soft "snap" behind his back, but he saw a dark blue sheath ancient sword, which had already flown into the air.

said that it was too late, and there was a faint layer of blue light on the dark blue ancient sword, and then there was a roar, crackling a few times, and in the blink of an eye, several red lights had been smashed into pieces.

Seeing this, the old man snorted coldly, raised the sword trick in his right hand to the sky, drew a circle with his left hand, and said loudly: "Qiankun borrows the law, subdues the demon and subdues the demon sword!"

The next moment, the old man's left hand was behind him, and the sword finger of his right hand pointed obliquely at the woman in front of him, and he shouted coldly: "Disease!"