The sound of the Buddha beads falling apart was clearly so messy, but it turned into a thunderbolt that struck Xie Che's heart and soul. He was stunned for a long time, feeling cold and hot all over his body, and the hand holding the sword hilt was shaking.
"How can you break Mutsuki-kun's spell?!" His center of gravity was unstable when he spoke, "If the beads break..."
"But it's not just as simple as a few hundred years of Taoism, right? I know what you are going to say. But you also have to think carefully about the Buddha's fate that can be easily cut off for karma and calamity. Can you say that this Is he also destined to suffer a calamity?"
Kuchugetsu-kun's tone was so understated, but his subsequent motives and purposes were not self-evident. He is trying to create chaos, and even overturn the clouds and rain inside Huangquan December. Why? Xie Zhe knew that he would never be able to guess it. He also knew that if he didn't stop him at this time - and the evil angel of killing around him, everything would fall to an irreversible point.
"Let's go." Han Chang said firmly to the two girls behind him without looking back. And Mi Yin and Ling Huan had no intention of moving. Maybe the shock caused by the huge change still shocked them.
If such an exaggerated commotion occurred here, the owner of the treasure house must have known about it. He is still far away from here, especially notifying the government, and it will take a long time to lead people here. Previously, the roof tiles on the fourth floor and the ceiling on the third floor of this building collapsed, and a few relatively valuable calligraphy, paintings and ornaments were damaged inside. At least before, it looked barely complete from the outside. But now it's no longer the case - suddenly a big hole was opened from the inside in the wall, and two fighting figures flashed out one after another, along with the falling broken bricks and tiles. Then, the trees, high walls, and broken eaves in the courtyard became a battlefield between Xie Zhe and a boy. Their speed is very fast, making every move difficult to see clearly. Feng Yunzhan seemed to slowly begin to release a power that was unfamiliar to Xie Zhe, but fortunately it was something he could control. Inside the high-rise, the destruction continued. Two great demons who were good at fire magic were also fighting fiercely. In addition to the fierce battle for weapons, there are endless demonic arts both overt and covert.
Amiao kept tugging at the bell on Miyin's feet with her teeth, trying to get her to leave here quickly. But Yayin hugged the shamisen tightly and his eyes were straight. He didn't know whether he was calmed down by the fight in front of him that was very different from the past, or because he couldn't calm down from the rage just now for a long time. But no matter which one, Amiao felt that it should not be the reason for her to die here. Ye Lingyu's eyes could no longer keep up with the exciting battles between the two groups. She only felt noisy and her ears felt like they were going to explode. In addition to the cat's meowing, she also heard the amazing sound of a fox whistling. If the sound was tangible, she seemed to be able to see the huge thing that enveloped Han Shang, a fiery red fox with sharp fangs. Its eyes are like molten irons, emitting scorching light, and wherever they look can ignite raging fire; its fangs and claws are like steel tempered by lava, endowed with the power and courage to crush everything; The nine long tails are like fire soaring into the sky, each one jumping and burning flexibly, as if docking with the sea of stars.
She seemed to have only seen this kind of hallucination once in Pingding Mountain, and even then it might have been an illusion. But this time, this scene was presented to her entirely by sound. Sound is picture, it is smell, it is touch.
No, wait...
Is that Han Shang? Ling Quan and Mi Yin were both unsure. After both sides destroyed all the inner walls of this floor and made a mess among the collectors, Han Chang and Lord Xueyue distanced themselves and briefly corrected themselves. Their breath is not steady enough, and is even very hot. If you put a candle to the tip of their nose, the breath you exhale can ignite it. In fact, the fire is already burning. Calligraphy and painting, wooden furniture, curtains... the fire is spreading. In the light of the fire, the two girls could clearly see that a pair of pointed ears appeared on both sides of Han Zhang's head, which were fiery red and had black tips. What's even more exaggerated is that a fluffy fox tail swung impatiently behind him, and it was the same color as his ears.
"Does this reveal your prototype?" Lord Xueyue sneered, "If this is all you have, don't insult this power."
Han Shang did not refute. He just slowly turned around and looked at the two girls hiding where the fire had not yet spread, showing a tired smile. He smiled reluctantly, with his back to the light, and looked quite desolate in the heat.
"I'm so sorry for making you see this mess."
They didn't know what to say, they just felt choked and uncomfortable. Maybe the smoke is starting to enter the throat and it’s time to leave as soon as possible. But in fact, the two of them remained motionless. It was unclear whether they could no longer walk or had no intention of leaving here.
"You two fools will be burned to death if you don't leave. If you're not afraid of monsters, aren't you afraid either?"
That's right, they shouldn't be here. Even if the battlefield outside is not safer than here, at least the place is more open and will not be choked by the increasingly dense smoke and dust. Ye Lingquan picked up Mi Yin and ran towards the stairs. Unfortunately, it was covered tightly with broken bricks and debris, making it impossible to leave. They had to find another way.
Seeing them walking away, Han Chang turned his head and slowly said to the enemy in front of him:
"If you want this power, I will give it to you."
In an instant, powerful demon power burst out from under his feet, cracks appeared on the ground, and the long tail composed of nine spiritual bodies shone with a complex halo like a flower that suddenly bloomed. The strong heat flow is wrapped in a stinging evil spirit, and wherever it goes, it seems like there are sparks trying to get into people's pores. In fact, a large number of sparks really burst out from his chest and headed straight towards Lord Kuchtsuki. He raised his sword to resist, and an invisible wall of energy temporarily isolated the spark. However, the power continued to overflow, and all the surrounding flames were strengthened by three points, burning more freely. Lord Xueyue rarely showed a troubled expression. He stopped laughing and focused his demonic power on the edge of the sword, trying to push Mars away. But all this seemed to be in vain, the pressure became stronger and stronger, as if a pair of invisible hands ignored the sharp blade and pushed him back hard.
Han Chang raised his sword and drew his hand across the long sword. The moment his blood touched the sword body, it immediately merged with the red-hot metal, as if it was born to be a part of steel. Then, he raised his hand, and the sword energy roared with sparks and attacked Lord Xueyue, with great strength, and the energy penetrated the rainbow.
The transparent barrier cracked, making the sound of shattering crystals, turning into dust. The firelight changed from orange-red to pure white, and the composition and temperature were unknown. They flooded towards the Lord of the Moon. It's like the night sky is falling apart, pouring out the stars hidden behind it. They penetrated his clothes, his skin, and his flesh bit by bit, with overwhelming force, until they landed on his bones and then slowly extinguished, like hot water spots falling on snowdrifts. A sizzling sound came from his body, and his clothes, hair and skin were eaten away, revealing horrific flesh and blood, like an eroded and torn human body section. Finally, the bones were revealed, and they were covered with burn marks from falling sparks. They are of different shades, but extremely dense. Anyone who takes a look at them will have their stomachs turned upside down and have nightmares at night.
Finally, Lord Xueyue was like a burned painting, turned into withered yellow or pale dust, and disappeared with the wind.
Although Han Chang felt that this power was almost emptying his body, he finally confirmed one thing: at least the owner of the body over there could not bear such a power.
It's not easy for Xie Zhe and Feng. The battle is still going on, and the two six-path divine weapons are indistinguishable. Even though he knew that Feng Yunzhan had the power to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Xie Zhe still couldn't use them. He didn't know what was wrong. Even so, he tried his best to deal with the child. He didn't want to kill him, although he didn't know if he had the strength. Is it possible that the distance between the two of them is just this? Kaede is just a child, raised by monsters, and still a child after all. So all of this means cutting one's blood and sealing one's own throat. Why did Fusong Fengdai create such a weird sword? Perhaps truly restoring the will of the Six Paths is his simplest and most terrifying purpose.
There was another gust of wind, and the gravel and dust stirred up fascinated Feng's eyes. This time Feng's will still belongs to Xie Zhe, and he can only let Feng Yunzhan work to a minimum extent. But the child's fighting was not of his own will, so this could hardly block his actions. The gust of wind also cleared away sparks and debris from tall buildings. They gathered together and circled twice in the courtyard, but finally spiraled down and reached the second floor of the building.
Ling Quan and Mi Yin had already discovered that the lock was locked from the outside and the keyhole had been blocked. The door on the first floor cannot be pushed open from the inside. The moment they realized this, the two of them did not despair, but rushed to the second floor again. Ling Huan remembered the place where he came up. There was a long bamboo ladder there. Miyin knew that it was the one she left in the yard, but she didn't expect that it would come in handy. But when they came to the window, they happened to witness with their own eyes how the bamboo ladder was eaten away by a strange gust of wind and the terrifying sparks in it. The red and black powder spilled into the window, and the two people immediately ducked to the left and right. The dust gathered together again and burned of its own accord. Not long after, Lord Kutsutsuki's figure reappeared in front of them.
"You guys are really surprising." His smile continued, "I wonder if there are more tricks?"
The ceiling collapsed in an instant, Han Chang melted the ground beneath his feet and fell directly to the second floor. He put one hand on the ground and stood up immediately, but he was still a step too late. When Lord Xueyue turned to look at her, he stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Lingquan out of the window.
The howling of the wind blew in my ears.
