"Bai Zhizheng, you are dirty!"
The clouds and waves of sinister evil energy surged, shattering the thin ice and turning into Netherworld armor, making the originally soft and graceful Jiang Liu'er look majestic, and he opened his mouth to yell.
"Dirty? Humph!"
Bai Zhizheng smiled coldly as if he was too lazy to argue. He glanced at the half-dead Qingyun, and then Baihong sword pointed and fought with Jiang Liu'er again.
Perhaps he was stimulated by the opponent's imitation of Xiao Mei's moves in life. Jiang Liu'er's blue eyes were filled with evil flames, and the autumn heart fan was also coated with a mysterious dark blue color under the evil wrap.
There was a loud bang, and invisible air waves rippled one after another in the void due to the overwhelming battle between the two.
In an instant, they were back and forth, confronting each other hundreds of times.
Mr. Bai always seems to be aloof, but in fact, no matter who he fights, he has always had the mentality of a lion fighting a rabbit, let alone the fact that he is now facing Jiang Liu'er, who has become neither human nor ghost.
As the evil around him became more and more intense, Jiang Liuer seemed to become more and more courageous as he fought. He was good at short-hand combat and gradually became able to compete with Bai Zhizheng.
However, if someone looks closely, they will be able to find that the dragon's aura is obviously more stable and longer between the two sides in the fight between the dragon and the tiger.
But one of the original Four Immortal Heroes was not invincible. He was agile in hand-to-hand combat, and the bones of the Qiu Xin Fan were only slightly twisted. Jiang Liu'er easily blocked the opponent's Baihong Sword with his precious fan.
These two are both the blood-stained generation who have survived the fighting in the Thirty-three Realms. Bai Ye's fighting instinct allows him to not even think about it in many cases, he just raises his hand and directly attacks Jiang Liu'er who has the door wide open.
But in this trance, the ordinary green foxtail ring on Jiang Liu'er's neck came into his eyes, which made Bai Zhi's palm that shook the sky slightly delayed.
The Autumn Heart Fan twisted again, and the huge force forced Bai Zhizheng, who was slightly distracted, to almost lose his grip on the sword. Taking this opportunity, Jiang Liuer's sinister white palm clawed directly at Bai Zhizheng's chest!
"Baihong!"
Since the thing on his chest had been throbbing ever since he met Qingyun, Bai Zhizheng had been focusing part of his attention on it. When he saw the other party sneaking up on him, his eyes burst out with monstrous anger for the first time.
I saw the long sword in Master Bai's hand suddenly emitting a burst of bright spiritual light!
This aura has a white color that is hard to look directly at. It is as quiet and ethereal as the first ray of color between heaven and earth, but it is precisely this originality that makes people feel extremely solemn and solemn.
Then Guanghua quickly restrained himself, and in an instant he turned into a five-clawed white dragon. His agile body was like a swimming fish, easily breaking free from the restraints of the Autumn Heart Fan.
"The spiritual treasure transformed! Bai Zhizheng's Baihong Sword has also grown to such an extent!"
Watching this scene from the outside, Er Shao Yao couldn't help but hold Feng Mian in his hand.
Under normal circumstances, the newly born spiritual treasures are called exotic treasures by monks, which are used to multiply the power of the treasures.
After the true spiritual wisdom is produced, it will be called a spiritual treasure. Strictly speaking, the Fengmian Sword in his hand is actually just a high-quality rare treasure. Although it has spirituality, it is still far away from producing complete spiritual wisdom. some distance.
However, this is not the case with the Baihong Sword in Bai Zhizheng's hand, because the generation of spiritual wisdom means that there is a spirit in the sword. Only with a spirit can it communicate with the owner's mind, change its shape, and become a real spiritual treasure.
This was the case with the Flying Eagle Sword held by Quan Linfeng in the Thirty-three Realms back then. This was also a strong proof that he was the most favored son of Heaven in Guihai Cave. After all, not to mention the wind-controlling realm, even the Guiling monks might not be able to possess one. Lingbao.
The fastest way for Gui Ling monks to possess spiritual treasures is to use Yuan Ling True Fire to warm their natal treasures. After all, in today's environment where the laws of heaven and earth are becoming more and more stringent, it is already difficult for Hongmeng creatures to ascend to heaven. Of course, this is the question. Foreign language.
In addition, under the injection of spiritual power, the Baihong Sword suddenly transformed into a snow-white spiritual dragon less than ten feet long, breathing purple energy from its mouth. After flying out of the master's hand, he opened his mouth and bit Jiang Liu'er's equally white and slender palm.
The purple energy that materialized in Bailong's mouth seemed to have a strong restraint on Yin evil spirits. Although it was as thin as silk, it could destroy everything.
Purple air enveloped the sharp teeth, and the white dragon broke through Jiang Liu'er's defense in an instant. The magnificent bright red was dotted on the dust-free pure white, like a classical splash of ink.
After taking this bite, Jiang Liuer's palms were immediately bloody and bloody, but there was no expression of pain on his face.
The next moment, the Yin evil spirit on his body spread out in all directions, as if he was planning to temporarily avoid its attack, bypassing the domineering purple energy, and then turned into a huge ghost claw, still unwilling to give up. He grabbed Bai Zhizheng's chest straight away.
Sooner or later, just when the ghost claws tore open Bai Zhizheng's clothes and was about to obtain one of the objects, the keen white dragon moved again!
With a slight wave of the exquisite dragon tail, the ghost claws were like bubbles in the sun, disintegrating in the blink of an eye. Then it released its grip on Jiang Liuer's hand, and flew into Bai Zhizheng's arms like lightning and curled up. , the things in the clothes were protected by him.
At this time, the spirit sword transformed into a dragon, and Master Bai broke free from the restraint, and then quickly gathered his arms, as if he planned to strangle Jiang Liu'er on the spot!
But at this moment, Bai Zhizheng's brows suddenly frowned, and the "dragon energy" that had been with him for many years suddenly warned him in the dark that there seemed to be some danger approaching.
Danger?
What danger!
I know that since I escaped from the Thirty-three Realms, I have become a Qianyuan Tenglong. Wherever I go, all the people are surrendered, and people from all directions come to worship me. Even Wu Renfu, the leader of the Shenhuatian Sect, treats me with courtesy.
Even if there is danger, the danger will be turned into good luck, and the adversity will be turned into good fortune.
Danger?
joke!
But the dragon energy behind him was becoming more and more turbulent with the slow flow of time, and the ominous feeling in his heart sounded the alarm at the same time.
who is it?
Could it be him?
This is impossible!
Even if he still didn't believe it, the fierce sword wind was already approaching the back of his neck. With no choice, Bai Zhizheng had no choice but to give up on strangling Jiang Liu'er, freed up one hand, and without even looking, turned around to block!
Blood-threaded eyes, red hair and black sword!
If the white rainbow sword shadow just now made Qingyun a little dazed, now he also makes Bai Zhizheng feel that time has returned to the thirty-three realms where there is no sun and moon, and only the white bones are left.
Yes, Bai Zhizheng's strength and his own serious injuries made Qingyun finally no longer suppress the blood evil karma, completely let go of his mind, and activated his strongest fighting form!
"Yunlang~"
Outside the barrier, inside the grimace mask, Alian's beautiful eyes were filled with misty little stars.
If Qingyun's daughter-like elegant and beautiful appearance back then was the furnace that melted the ice in the little fox's heart, then the evil appearance of the red hair and fierce eyes now is the raging flame that ignited the fire in her heart!
Covering her mouth and whispering softly, Fangxin was worried and surprised at the same time.
At this moment, Qingyun was covered in blood, and the outer part of his green gown was covered with bright red frost. His blood-colored fierce eyes flashed with beautiful colors like the setting sun hanging upside down. His waist-length hair was rippling in the wind, and he was holding a purple-black Luo Yun. The sword struck at the back of Bai Zhizheng's neck!
"This boy has so much physical strength."
Seeing that Qingyun's originally seriously injured body was now healed in an instant, Mingyu sincerely admired him.
Although I don't know why Hongchen Guest threw him into the barrier when he was only in the middle stage of Yuanhua Realm, Mingyu really didn't pay much attention to this handsome young man at first.
When a desolate and ancient power burst out from his body, he took a closer look and saw that this kid had attacked the incomparably powerful Bai Zhizheng without fear of death!
"Haha, my father is very optimistic about him~"
The Hongchen guest who was dancing excitedly just now has now become demure and dignified, as if he is admiring some masterpiece, and his melodious voice is beyond the reach of Oriole.
"oh?"
"Haha, didn't Master Yi make a bet?"
"What?!"
Mingyu exclaimed in shock, unable to conceal the shock in his eyes.
"Shh~"
She made a shushing gesture with her delicate hands, and Hongchenke gently patted Wang Xuandan's back, with a hint of naughtiness in her voice. Seeing that the little guy with swollen eyelids was sleeping peacefully, she landed next to Xiao and whispered. .
"Can you do that too?"
"No, I will die, but they will live forever."
"Haha...they...tsk, Eternal, how loud they are."
The conversation between the two had no beginning or end, but everyone who heard it seemed to have captured something.
Let’s talk about Qingyun.
After Bai Zhizheng's spiritual power invaded his internal organs, it did seriously hinder his self-healing ability, especially the purple dragon energy, which gave Qingyun the same feeling as the non-existent spirit in the immortal punishment.
They all have the power of orders and the order of rules that seem to come from heaven and earth.
But after his true spiritual power collided with Ziwei Dragon Qi, it was like boiling oil meeting fire, and he became extremely irritable and excited. His blood evil karma also became thicker and thicker, and the sticky evil energy seemed to be materialized at any time.
Simply speaking, Luo Yun Sword basically inherited most of Zang Feng's abilities. As the Kirin Purple Qi in the Poison Pill was quickly released, the evil light sword began to simultaneously suppress and devour the evil Qi in Qing Yun's body, preventing his mind from immediately getting lost in the violent killing intent. among.
"snort!"
For many years, I rarely made a sound during the battle. But now, after frantically absorbing the evil spirit and Kirin Purple Qi, Luo Yunjian, like Zang Feng, became heavier than a thousand pieces.
Taking advantage of the break between Bai Zhizheng and Jiang Liuer's fight, he accumulated all his spiritual energy in one place, seemingly determined to severely injure Bai Jianxian!
It's a pity that Qingyun's strength is indeed very strong. It can even be said without shame that there are few opponents in the same realm. But if anyone is included in this rare, then he must be the first to bear the brunt!
Of course, now Mr. Bai has already condensed his soul, and half of his feet have stepped out of the human realm.
Ever since, Qingyun's sword, which could kill any monk below the middle stage of the Yuanhua Realm, was still blocked by Bai Zhizheng with his bare hands!
But he was proud enough. After all, when they first met, Bai Ye grabbed his Luo Yun Sword with two fingers, and now at least he used his whole palm.
"Qingyun!"
In an instant, the distance between the two was only a few feet, and the young man clearly caught the surprise on Bai Zhizheng's slightly dark face, but very quickly, the surprise turned into anger.
This is not the first time that he has been attacked by Qingyun. If his cultivation had not always been too much stronger than the opponent's, he would probably have fallen into the hands of this bad boy with a white heart and a black heart!
So subconsciously, Bai Zhi was holding his palm with all his strength, trying to crush the long sword that was an eyesore.
Ding Ding~: Master Bai is invincible!
