Chapter 319: Cyan Hitomi

Tang Feng, as the smart ancestor of the royal family, was defeated in the hands of Han Shi in front of everyone, and his face was greatly damaged. in order to make him feel at ease.

Tang Feng glanced at those who hesitated in the eyes of those in Xuanyang Gate, and sneered on his face, no matter what kind of bold words, no matter what kind of resolute courage, in the face of continuous killing and death, there will always be people in silence, stealing their lives.

In the face of life and death, this can never be eliminated, because this is human nature!

The smile in Tang Feng's eyes was even stronger, what he wanted to play with was human nature.

His gaze fell on Han Shi's hands that were deeply cut into the dirt, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, in the entire Xuanyang Gate, the old man will definitely let you die last." ”

Han Shi's gaze was almost frozen, and Qingmei's last words echoed in his ears...... On that day, in the rain, you were the one who walked across the bridge of this life......

"It turns out that the bridge I walked on is called the ...... of this life" Han Shi muttered to himself, trembling in his vomiting blood, but he stood up slowly and stubbornly.

There was no joy or sorrow in Han Shi's eyes, he crossed Tang Feng and Tang Yu and looked into the distance.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his head, stared at the green silk wrapped around his fingers, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that Qingmei has been waiting for me to ......"

"Trick up!"

Tang Feng's brows furrowed, and he snorted coldly, and he was about to strike again as soon as his big sleeves waved, this time, he wanted to break Han Shi's limbs, crush his bones one by one, and make this person a puddle of rotten meat that couldn't straighten his waist.

Suddenly, Tang Yu said sharply: "Retreat quickly!"

Tang Feng's mind turned very quickly, and he really didn't make a move, but his figure flickered, and he quickly retreated, and he heard an extraordinary taste from Tang Yu's voice.

It was almost terrifying!

Tang Yu's temperament, Tang Feng knows very well, arrogance is only on the surface, but inside he is a cautious person, but once he identifies one thing, it is firm and abnormal, otherwise, he would not spend a thousand years in retreat and cultivation, not greedy for enjoyment, not close to women, endure the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, and devote himself to cultivation.

Tang Feng asked himself that his cultivation talent was not inferior, but compared with Tang Yu, the difference was not just talent, this person was above Tang Feng in terms of seniority and cultivation, which also made Tang Feng sigh to himself, and extinguished the idea of competing with Tang Yu.

For hundreds of years, Tang Feng had never heard of Tang Yu having such a gaffe.

On Han Shi's right shoulder, there was a blurred shadow out of thin air, as if it had emerged from nothingness.

A colorful butterfly, up and down the body, with a hazy brilliance, like a dream, stayed on Han Shi's shoulder, a pair of small eyes, revealing an indescribable feeling, staring at Tang Feng and Tang Yu, among them, it seemed to be pity, and it seemed to be disdainful.

There is a bit of guilt in Dao Zhou's expression that only Han Shi can see, in order to condense the phantom clone, it consumes too much power of the divine soul, resulting in a deep sleep, even Han Shi can't wake up, which also makes Han Shi only fight alone, and finally hit him hard When he was dying, fortunately, there was still the induction of phantom blood, which made Dao Zhou wake up.

In Dao Zhou's opinion, the cultivation of these two people was very ordinary, if the main body was here, just a slight flap of the wings would be enough to cause the two of them to collapse and die.

But at this moment, there is no need for it to make a move, once Han Shi absorbs that drop of cyan phantom blood, he will make a move and kill the two of them.

Tang Yu stared at the nine-colored butterfly directly, panicking for no reason, he felt a force on this butterfly's body that he couldn't resist, once this power broke out, it was enough to wipe out the entire Jin Kingdom.

Unless he steps into the three realms of the multiplication and unfolds the artistic conception of the sea of Dacheng, there is no hope.

This feeling made Tang Yu feel incredible, and as for Tang Feng, he didn't feel the slightest abnormality, but after seeing the colorful butterfly appear a little abruptly, he subconsciously became a little more cautious.

Suddenly, Han Shi, who had been lowering his head and quietly looking at the wisps of green silk on his fingers, suddenly raised his head, and his crystal clear eyes looked black and white, without half a bit of variegation.

At the center of Han Shi's eyebrows, suddenly a green intent was reflected, and immediately, there were more and more green intents, making Han Shi's eyebrows completely turn cyan, and from a distance, it seemed to be like a solidified green flame.

When the last touch of green intent also converged into the green flame in Han Shi's eyebrows, the green flame suddenly burned, and its fierce momentum seemed to completely burn through Han Shi's eyebrows.

It's just that no matter how the green flame burns, its range has never expanded, and it has always stayed above the center of the eyebrows.

After a long time, the green flame slowly extinguished, and a vertical thin crack appeared silently at the center of Han Shi's eyebrows.

As soon as this crack appeared, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and there was a faint resonance between heaven and earth, and the distant sky seemed to have traces of distortion, and the wind was howling, making the ground in this palace constantly appear one after another extremely deep cracks.

Han Shi's eyes were closed, and the cracks in his eyebrows slowly parted in trembling, and his momentum was like pushing open two stone doors, which was extremely difficult, as if there was an invisible force from heaven and earth, intending to forcibly close this crack and never let it open.

It seems that once this crack is opened, the things inside it will come to the world, even if it is heaven and earth, there will be fear.

"Stone Hitomi ......"

Dao Zhou's eyes widened, revealing an incredible look, this kind of supernatural power is extremely rare, even with its well-informed, it has only seen the cultivation of the Shi clan more than a dozen times, and each time, it has extremely supernatural power.

When he accepted the Phantom Butterfly inheritance, he had also heard the Great Elder say that there were very few magical powers that could be compared with the ultimate three techniques of the Phantom Butterfly Clan, and even faintly surpassed the possibility, one of which was the Ultimate Stone Pupil.

Shiben has no eyes, so he is speechless, but once he opens his eyes, it is shocking...... Moving.

The pupil of the stone is the dialogue between the stone and the heaven and the earth!

"Han Shi, yes...... Shi Xiu?"

Dao Zhou turned his body slightly, tilted his head, and stared at Han Shi with a pair of small dark eyes, Han Shi's familiar face was still the same, but the breath made it a little unfamiliar, it never thought that Han Shi would be the cultivator of the Shi clan.

Dao Zhou's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and as far as it knows, any stone cultivator who can open the pupil of the stone, if he does not die early, he will definitely be the generation of the Shi clan in the future.

What's more, in its memory, those stone cultivators who cast the pupil of the stone were all at least after surviving the first fall before they had the power to open the pupil of the stone.

Legend has it that in Shi Xiu's lifetime, he can only open the pupil of the stone nine times at most!

Dao Zhou's bright eyes showed a little confusion, it couldn't feel the slightest aura of catastrophe on Han Shi's body, which was why it didn't know Han Shishi's identity before.

"Before the first fall of the stone, you have to open the pupil of the stone, could it be ......" Dao Zhou's expression was solemn, this matter was very unusual, and the only possibility was that it was related to the cyan phantom blood.

A distant song, coming from nothingness, sounded directly in the hearts of everyone, this sound is filled with vicissitudes, everyone who hears it trembles, and in a trance, it seems that the years go back, and in an endless world, I saw the vague figure of a singer.

In the distance, there are nine huge virtual shadows, at the end of the starry sky, people can't see real, like a mountain, like a boat.

And behind the nine phantoms, there is an imperceptible shadow that exists between the real and the illusory, and no one can detect it.

The singer stands on the edge of a sea with no end in sight, leaving behind the back of a green shirt.

The endless sea, as far as the eye can see, is connected with the endless starry sky, and the sea and the sky are one color.

At this moment, the sea became the sky.

"Once you enter the sea, you don't see reincarnation......"

The singer's voice was clear at this moment, and then disappeared, but just these eight words made everyone tremble, as if these eight words concealed the mystery of heaven and earth, and the avenue was hidden in it, reaching out as if it could be touched.

Suddenly, the crack finally opened an extremely thin gap, which trembled and gradually became larger, and a penetrating gaze bloomed from the center of Han Shi's eyebrows.

No matter who it is, at the moment of this gaze, they have forgotten to breathe, to tremble, to love and hate, to forget everything.

It is a light spirit born out of nothing above the nine heavens, but it seems to be buried under the nine shadows for thousands of years, which contains the way of heaven and earth.

Is that...... Inside the cyan pupil, in the deepest part of the cyan, there is a cyan candle flame, burning quietly.

......

Deep in the underground of the Jin Kingdom, in a hundred-mile altar, there is an altar, about ten zhang high, the top end, only three feet square, a red-robed young man, like a sculpture, lifeless.

At this moment, there were many changes in the Baili Altar, countless dark golden patterns and resonant voices came and went, the eyes of the red-robed young man suddenly opened, his expression was solemn, he could feel that a wave that was exactly the same as the Shi Yuanli aura that came a hundred years ago struck again, and this time, it was extremely strong.

The impact of this fluctuation alone was enough to make the day he get out of trouble more than a hundred years earlier, and the eyes of the red-robed young man flashed with brilliance, which made his Gu Jing Bubo's heart also fluctuate slightly.

In the fluctuation of this stone yuan force, he could not only feel the improvement of this person's cultivation, but what surprised him the most was that there was a trace of palpitations in his heart for no reason, with his cultivation, how many years, he finally had this feeling again.

As a result, the curiosity of the young man in the red robe was great, and he strengthened his determination to meet with this person.