"The sword is like a dragon playing in the bush, who can be free and happy?"
The third form of the Fantasy Sword of the Heavens, Xiaoyao Sword!
He had to kill the figure before it took shape, so in terms of speed, only Xiaoyao Sword was the only one!
The magic sword of the heavens consumes a huge amount of spiritual power, and Zangfeng is also frantically breeding and extracting Qingyun's evil energy.
The thin snake pattern between his eyebrows seemed to burst into dazzling blood at any time, and his pupils were already stained with blood red that had not been seen for a long time.
"who is it?!"
The voice came out again, but Qingyun's figure was still in place one moment, but the next moment he had entered the crack in space and stabbed out with a sword!
With this sword, he seemed to be stabbing not a piece of jade, but a pool of mud. No matter how hard he tried, Zang Feng still couldn't sink into the rippled void.
"Are we going to fall short of the mark?!"
Just when Qingyun was extremely anxious and saw that the phantom was about to take shape, the red light on the hidden front that originally belonged to the blood evil karma suddenly restrained itself, and then bloomed in vain with a terrifying dark light!
Yes! Clear black, evil black, the ultimate black like the abyss staring at you!
Even if he only glanced at Qingyun, he felt that he had fallen into eternal darkness. The fear of despair and helplessness made him retching.
Fortunately, at this time, the purple-gold poison pill in his Dantian began to send the power of the true spirit crazily to his body.
This ancient and powerful force firmly resisted Zang Feng's black light, and also reminded him of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood he had experienced in the Thirty-three Realms, as well as the ten years of suffering in which the soul was forged by the fire of karma.
Miraculously, these painful experiences did not intensify Qingyun's fear, but instead quickly stabilized his broken Taoist heart.
A moment later, Qingyun clenched his teeth and his mouth and nose were bleeding, but he still refused to let go, letting Zang Feng absorb his blood evil karma and bloom with its extremely evil black light!
Everything seemed to be extremely long, but it only happened in the blink of an eye.
Qingyun didn't know if it was his own illusion. Finally, with a soft ding-dong sound, Pan Long's jade token that was about to be broken but was forcibly locked suddenly exploded, and then the power of teleportation began to quickly become disordered.
"No!!!"
At the same time, the owner of that voice also roared unwillingly.
Just when Qingyun unfolded and quickly exited the space crack, he suddenly discovered that the black light that Zang Feng had just bloomed was not affected by the explosion at all, and there was no sign of annihilation.
Just like his Kirin Purple Qi, it can follow any clingable object and pollute all precious vitality. The power of chaotic space cannot hinder its progress at all.
Visible to the naked eye, the black light was like a tarsal maggot. It first penetrated into the center of the jade token explosion, and then, the figure transformed by the white light of the explosion was quickly dyed black.
"Ah! What...what is this? Ahhh! No!"
Qingyun could clearly hear that the reluctance in the man's voice was quickly replaced by fear, and he looked like he was suffering from some great pain.
All this happened so fast that Qingyun was caught off guard.
He originally thought that he would not be able to escape today. Even if he could escape by luck, he would definitely have to run away. Unexpectedly, at the most critical moment, Zang Feng still showed his power and saved his life.
He stared coldly at the figure that roared in pain, completely disintegrating as the jade token and the power of teleportation exploded, and the space cracks instantly closed and disappeared into thin air.
The battle just now was like a breeze blowing on my face, leaving no trace at all.
Only the appearance of that black light made Qingyun stunned for a long time, and even now he still feels a lingering fear in his heart.
He had never imagined that there would be a kind of light. No, this should not be light, but some kind of mysterious power. This power was full of chaos and disorder. It actually made people feel so scared just by looking at it. Even Dao's heart was almost broken.
"Zang Feng, what kind of sword do you have?"
Staring at the ancient black sword that had regained its composure, Qingyun's mind couldn't calm down for a long time.
He has the bloodline of Qilin, the overlord of heaven and earth in his previous life, and has seen all kinds of strong men in the thirty-three realms. Now, even if he faces a powerful person in the spirit-returning realm, it is difficult for him to generate such strong fear.
But it was just the evil black light emitted by Zang Feng that actually left him with such an insurmountable panic.
If it hadn't been for the sudden burst of his true spiritual power from the previous life at the last moment, and the magical immortal true spirit body that helped him quickly stabilize his Taoist heart, Qingyun would have been frightened crazy, or died of fear.
He really didn't dare to call it a precious sword, and he couldn't call Zang Feng, who had saved him from danger several times, an evil sword, so he could only murmur like this.
"This is the punishment I... deserve."
"Zang Feng! You..."
"Eternal... catastrophe... immortality... divine punishment..."
Qingyun originally thought that Zangfeng would still ignore his call, but unexpectedly, he changed his gender this time. He just said a few words and then gave this meaningless response.
"Eternal catastrophe? Immortal punishment? What exactly does it mean?"
But when he continued to ask, the mechanical and dull voice returned to dead silence again and disappeared.
"What kind of power can create such an extremely evil feeling? And if that voice has been trapped in the Zangfeng, the punishment will be really..."
While sighing, Qingyun suddenly thought of another question.
"Miss Fang'er! Miss Fang'er has been suppressed in Zangfeng for more than three thousand years. Is she... also suffering from this kind of fear!?"
Thinking of this, the young master felt guilty again in his heart, and secretly thought that it was no wonder Wan Congfang was so afraid of this ancient sword. It seemed that there was a chance that he would need to ask around to see if she knew the true origin of Zang Feng.
After the fear in his heart completely dissipated, the young master let out a long sigh of relief. Only then did he remember that there seemed to be a survivor present, and he couldn't help but hurried to the dogleg's side.
Seeing that this man was so frightened that he was frothing at the mouth and fainted and fell to the ground, Qingyun was relieved. He was really afraid that this guy would be frightened to death without any hesitation.
"Hey...hey hey... wake up!"
He dragged the destitute dogleg to a tree and sat up. The young master slapped his face hard, and he was slapped more than a dozen times. He just opened his eyes in a daze. .
After seeing Qingyun standing in front of him, the man actually laughed and muttered:
"Ha~ You're here too. I knew that if you go against the Pan family, you will only die. On the way to hell, our brothers will definitely..."
The young master curled his lips speechlessly, and then slapped him hard and knocked out four or five of his big teeth. Only then did the loyal dog seem to realize that something was wrong.
"My...my cultivation? I'm not dead yet?"
"You should have told me if you miss."
Although Qingyun's appearance has returned to normal, the evil spirit on his body has not dissipated, and the sense of oppression still exists, especially since this dead dog no longer has the cultivation level to resist.
"Pan...where's Master Pan?"
"died."
"This is impossible! He obviously..."
But before he finished speaking, the man stopped abruptly, as if he had turned into a stone statue.
"You...you are finished...you killed Master Pan...the Pan family will not let you go..."
It seemed that he must have remembered what happened before. Qingyun didn't bother to talk nonsense to him and asked directly:
"Who was the voice in the space crack just now? Do you recognize it?"
"Voice? Humph, you can't even get a word out of me!"
Not to mention, so far, this guy is still quite loyal to the Pan family, but now Qingyun is no longer the soft-hearted young man he used to be.
In other words, his kindness has already been targeted.
First his arms were cut off, and then his cultivation was abolished. The young master was not in a hurry to pay attention to this person for the time being. He first came to the bodies of the other three people, and used the Tiang Feng to penetrate their bodies fiercely. .
The Qilin Devour moved quietly, and the illusory living soul roared silently with hatred and resentment. He easily sucked it into Zang Feng, and then turned into the purest soul power, gently nourishing the Mingyu Ice Pieces in Qingyun Dantian.
After devouring the living souls of the three people that had not yet dissipated, the young man narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. In the eyes of the "loyal dog", the expression was no different than eating a living person.
"Evil cultivator! You evil cultivator actually dares to devour people's souls?! You will not die!"
"Okay, I'll ask you again who that person is. If you don't tell me, you will end up like them!"
"Haha, I am a useless person anyway. Even if I come back alive, I will be dealt with by the Pan family. If you have the guts, just kill me!"
"Tsk, he's still a tough guy."
I actually admire the hard-nosed young man, but of course, this is a bit troublesome. After all, physical torture has probably had little effect on him now.
"flesh…"
Just thinking about the word flesh, Qingyun had a flash of inspiration and coldly snorted:
"Okay, since you won't tell me, then I'll ask you to taste my 'deadly black light'!"
"Deadly black light?"
The man was confused for a while, then his expression changed drastically, and he shouted in horror:
"No, no, I don't want the life-threatening black light. Don't come here. You don't want the life-threatening black light. Please, please, I tell you everything!"
As he murmured the improvised name "Deathly Black Light", a trace of embarrassment flashed across the young man's face. After all, he was really filthy.
The dog legs without arms could only rely on their feet to keep pushing on the ground, and even the space between the legs soon became wet, making Qingyun feel chilly.
"That black light is really scary. It seems to be born with an evil power of chaos, which can cause people to have extreme negative emotions."
Qingyun thought to himself that even he himself was very scared when he thought about it.
Although he has always felt that there is no evil or justice in power, but with one heart, seeing this extremely evil light has deeply shaken his belief, and it also reminded Qingyun of the time when Old Shitou was on Yiren Mountain. What you say to yourself.
Right is right, evil is evil!
However, this may also be due to his lack of strength or weak Taoist heart. When one day he can truly and completely control Zang Feng, the black light may no longer be evil.
PS: Although no one is watching, I still want to say that I have been too busy with work recently and the updates have slowed down~Sorry~
