The entire body of the gun was silver-white, with no tip visible, because the entire gun tip had already penetrated a piece of dragon scale and was deeply embedded in the red wound.
The bright red blood dyed the sea water red, and soon the rough sea surface began to freeze.
boom! boom! boom!
Huge and sharp icicles continued to break out of the ice.
A figure broke out of the ice, and at the same time, a dark blood surged in his blood-covered palm, and a silvery cold light flashed in the shadow as thick as thick fog.
Another silver spear.
As if drawn from another mysterious space, a long and narrow silver shadow swept across the space.
The silver gun shook out several spear flowers, which directly shook a sharp and huge icicle directed towards him into countless broken ice crystals.
Under the force of this terrible counter-shock, the spear was also thrown out of his hand. Balian fell heavily on a thick ice floe as if without any force. The pale bones of his left hand could be seen among the bright red, which was so miserable. Can't watch anymore.
"What...are these guns?" Hongzhuang couldn't feel the aura and spiritual power of any magical weapon on those two guns.
But the power of this gun is comparable to that of an immortal weapon.
She didn't notice that Si Li's eyes were astonishingly bright at this moment, and the physical pain had not disappeared, but the look on her face was almost overwhelming!
She stretched out a hand toward the violent sea.
Then a silver gun roared through the wind and rain, and finally landed firmly in her palm.
The silver gun was extremely heavy. Si Li, who had lost his strength, had difficulty holding it with one hand, and the veins on Xue Baihao's wrists could be seen.
Her eyes were full of uncontrollable excitement.
Hongzhuang lowered her head and looked at it, her frown deepening: "This is not a physical weapon."
There was an obvious curve on Si Li's lips: "Of course not."
I don't know if it was Hong Zhuang's illusion, but from her answer, she seemed to hear a hint of pride.
With Si Li's arrogant temperament, it was extremely difficult for someone other than himself to feel a hint of pride.
But today, when she looked at this unexpected silver gun, she felt really proud.
If Hongzhuang had not descended into the ghost mountain early, if she had seen the battle between Si Li and His Majesty the Emperor in Xianling City a few days ago, she would have known what this gun meant.
When Si Li entered the city and fought against Junhuang, he used an extremely domineering shot to knock the aloof god from the clouds to the earth.
The domineering shot symbolizes her domineering blood talent, the power of dark blood.
If the devouring talent comes from the corpse bead's gift to him, then the power of dark blood is really an unexpected surprise.
In just a few months of waking up, he was able to inherit such an extraordinary talent from her.
The power of dark blood can hurt gods, so it is not difficult to penetrate a dragon scale.
"Brother Chen performed well today." Si Li loosened his grip and the spear fell into the sea again, with a hint of approval in his tone.
There was a faint smile in those incredibly beautiful fox eyes: "It's just that there is no need to continue. Please step back and I will reward you later."
There was a hint of love and compassion in her tone that was not suitable for her, as if she was watching coldly as the young peng under her wings fluttered in the wind and learned to fly for a long time, and finally saw results and was covered in injuries. Saw his limits.
So he spoke happily, indicating that you can return to the comfortable warm nest to rest.
Get some rest and grow up quickly.
Balian, who was lying on the ice, frowned and remained silent.
The word love appeared in his heart at an inappropriate time.
But these two words do not suit Si Li at all, because it is like an indifferent monarch trying to play the role of an elder that is not suitable for her.
So Balian felt very uncomfortable.
He watched Si Li take out a scroll tied with a red rope from his sleeve. The scroll had turned yellow and was unrolled, but from it, Bailian felt an ancient and vicissitudes of power.
His keen intuition told him that this scroll was dangerous.
Si Li looked at the stunned Bai Lian and patiently explained: "This scroll seals a powerful consciousness of my father and can seal the big snake in it. In less than three days, even if the big snake is a dragon, it will be strangled by my father's consciousness." .”
The female demon king immediately shouted: "Hey! What you are doing is not honest. Didn't you promise to come to rescue me? They were all strangled. Didn't you take my body?"
Si Li said: "I will put my clan's mark on the big snake's left pupil. Naturally, I won't be able to seal the left pupil of your body."
Balian didn't say a word, he only felt that his body was extremely cold, and the weakness in his bones seemed to defeat him at any time.
He endured the severe pain in his body. Every time he pulled a muscle, the pain was like a knife, which was so painful that it made him collapse. However, he still stood up from the ice floe with difficulty. His back was turned to Si Li and he did not leave the battlefield.
Si Li's eyes began to become a little dark and cold. She didn't say anything more to show her dissatisfaction, she just said his name in a deep tone.
"Si Chen."
Balian did not look back. He stood still in the turbulent wind and slowly raised his head to look at the cold, scarlet and cruel eyes of the big snake. His body, which had always been in a sober state, suddenly became weak.
In the blink of an eye, the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers all became extremely heavy, malignantly collapsing on him alone.
He knew it was no one's fault.
Sister Si Li's purpose is very clear. She is here to kill the big snake and save the demon king.
And his purpose has never changed. He wants to save Fang Geyu.
With the scroll in hand, Si Li can kill the big snake, mark the left pupil, and rescue the demon king.
But she had no intention of saving Fang Geyu, just as he had no intention of saving Demon Lord.
Corpse demons hate humans just as humans hate corpse demons.
Between the two paths, it is life and death.
After all, the solitary cold eagle hunting on the cold mountains would never pity the rabbit in the wild who was about to be strangled and devoured by a python.
That's the nature.
Fang Geyu was trapped in the dragon's belly, and it was impossible to tell where she was in the belly with the naked eye. How could he convince Si Li to mark his rescue of Fang Geyu.
Si Li never mentioned Fang Geyu's name from beginning to end, so there was no possibility of negotiation from the beginning.
Although the silver gun penetrated the dragon's scales and poured into the body of the big snake, the muzzle of the gun was extremely deep, but for the huge body of the big snake, the wound was as harmless as a scratched fingernail on a human being.
But when he looked at the looming spear under the dragon's belly, he didn't feel that his useless efforts had been ridiculous.
Even though he didn't know when Si Li's patience would run out, he would then use that scroll to fulfill his promise of resurrecting the Demon Lord.
But he thought, since he still has the strength, he must continue to do something.
After all, the little girl from Shifang City should be hidden in his heart. How could he keep her in such a dark place?
