Watching the breath of the underworld wolf gradually disappear like a whirlwind.
The cold sweat all over Jinxian Fengxu's body was only slightly dried by the wind. He did not dare to delay any longer. This boy could actually control the power of the bronze door.
If he continues to be careless, he may die by his hands accidentally.
He found that he was being forced to lose his composure step by step by Bai Lian.
Jinxian Fengxu watched coldly as Bailian's body gradually thawed, the wind and frost receded, and the open wounds on his back were filled with blood.
It was obvious that the blow just now had caused him serious injuries.
Jin Xian Fengxu said in a deep voice: "I have to admit that a brat like you makes me feel a real danger to my life. Since you are so anxious to die, then just die."
He suppressed the fear in his eyes that was frightened by the underworld wolf, and once again returned to his former indestructible indifference.
Jinxian Fengxu faced the wind and snow, his ragged clothes swaying, and he suddenly took a step forward.
Around him, lavender rose flowers burned.
He raised an arm, and a light bow formed between his palms. He raised his fingers to pick out the purple flame of a rose surrounding him. The light bow string buzzed in the wind and snow, like cicada wings.
The purple flame stretched and turned into a flaming arrow, and the purple roses at the tip of the arrow cluster bloomed more and more vigorously.
He strung his bow, and the purple fire burning fiercely at the tip of the arrow cluster burned something else, exuding an indescribable artistic conception.
Bai Lian's head trembled for no reason. It was the corpse demon's innate talent for perceiving danger.
He frowned, knowing that the purple rose flame must be extremely bad.
Bailian took seven embers steps and was about to dodge, but the wave of fire that had just been stepped on was extinguished silently.
His body fell into a state where he couldn't control himself for a moment and couldn't move.
Looking down, he found that the same purple rose had bloomed under him, and it was covered with thorns and wrapped around his legs.
The body's spiritual power and even mental power seemed to be dead and difficult to mobilize.
At this moment, Jinxian Fengxu's fingers that were tightly clasped on the light string suddenly loosened.
The two of them were far apart, separated by the vast expanse of wind and snow. If they only looked at each other with their naked eyes, they would only be able to see a black dot in the vast whiteness.
The moment the rose flame arrow between Jin Xian Fengxu's fingers left the string, it seemed to be swallowed up by space and disappeared.
In the sky, the falling snow was still drifting down slantingly along the slow cold wind, without being disturbed at all, and there was no trace of any arrows in the sky.
The moment the purple clothes disappeared, the arrow with burning roses appeared in front of Balian's chest.
The snow fell on it, but it passed through the arrow without melting at all.
This arrow fully demonstrated the power of Jinxian Fengxu's magical power, which even transcended the laws of time and space.
Silent arrows and silent burning roses passed through Balian's clothes silently, leaving no trace of damage on them but imprinted on Balian's cold chest.
Like ink bleeding onto rice paper, there is no sound at all.
Bailian didn't blink. The moment he saw the arrow appear, it disappeared from his sight.
He seemed to feel something, and stretched out his hand to squeeze his chest!
He held the arrow, but what he touched was the tail part of the arrow body.
But the purple fireworks were an invisible thing, and Balian couldn't hold them firmly in his hands.
It was like holding a ball of warm mist, not burning, but the sensation between his palms was instantly deprived of all feeling.
Ziyan's rose arrow passed through Balian's chest without any hindrance, leaving a bloody hole as thick as a finger.
But the strange thing is that the arrow passed through Bailina's body.
The purple roses in full bloom among the arrow clusters had disappeared, as if they had remained in Balian's body.
The invisible but extremely sharp arrow edge grazed his sternum, and in addition to a cloud of blood mist, it also wiped out a touch of white from the finger-thick wound.
The faint white was in the form of powder, like mist spraying on the snow. Both were white and should have blended into one.
But the white powder scattered on the snow, but it turned into black in an instant.
Balian lowered his eyes and glanced sideways, and realized that the arrow had actually scratched his immortal bones, and the powder that turned from white to black was his ashes.
The strange pain spread rapidly in Balian's chest.
He pulled his collar down and saw a small rose fire blooming on his chest, burning between his skin.
This arrow was really terrifying. It only penetrated his body, but it could actually hurt his bones.
"These are the seventeen arrows to exterminate demons. During the Burning Sea War, I knew that if I didn't use some ruthless means, I would not be able to survive this war and be appreciated by the Emperor.
Therefore, I pray with my soul to understand the seventeen arrows that can kill gods and demons. "
Jinxian Fengxu raised his fingers again, pinched a burning rose, turned it into an arrow and untied the bow, and smiled with cold murderous intent in his eyes:
"On the battlefield back then, I also relied on this arrow to protect myself, and successfully intercepted two seriously injured corpse demon kings who broke through the encirclement of the immortal army.
I fired seventeen arrows at once, destroying the immortal bodies of the corpse demon royal family, and successfully obtained two of their corpse beads.
Boy, you are just a descendant created by Si Li, the youngest and weakest princess among the sixteen corpse demon kings...
How many arrows from me do you think you can withstand? "
Jin Xian Fengxu's eyes were coldly mocking: "That arrow just now made you feel uncomfortable, right?
With your current level of cultivation, you might as well let me take a guess. If I shoot two more arrows, I'm afraid I can successfully shoot through your corpse bead, right? "
Shoot two more arrows?
Balian lowered his eyes and looked at the blood that spilled from the corner of his lips and splashed on the snow, which quickly turned black, and remained silent.
What Jinxian Fengxu said was not arrogant.
The Seventeen Demon-Slaying Arrows are presumably a self-created killing move specifically designed to deal with the Corpse Demon King in order to survive the Battle of the Burning Sea.
Balian could smell the aura of Jinxian Fengxu's natal immortal source from the rose purple flame, which was extremely strong.
Even if you use the power of the wood spirit of the ancient god Tai A, you can't stop this arrow.
Ah……
After all, Fengxu is a wily golden immortal, different from the enemies and opponents he has met before.
He will learn from combat experience, and he himself has tens of thousands of years of veteran combat experience. Balian will use the principle of the five elements to restrain each other, and he will do the same.
This purple flame is extremely powerful against Tai'a. It would be simply out of the blue for Balian to continue his defense with this.
There was also the strange rose wound left on his chest. Balian could clearly feel that his body was gradually undergoing 'alienation'.
The blooming purple rose spread across the cracks and deepened and turned black, and the skin and flesh began to peel off, giving it a withered and defeated texture.
Balian stretched out his hand and lightly poked the skin within the blooming area of his chest. Half of the strength of the corpse demon's body was gone, and his fingers seemed to be sinking into soft and eroding sand.
This arrow caused that part of his body to begin to corrupt!
Jinxian Fengxu's words are not an exaggeration. If he shoots two more arrows, with the power of the corrupt corpse demon's body, the chance of his survival is really not high.
There was blood oozing from Balian's mouth, and the emotion in his eyes was very light.
As if he still didn't understand what kind of painful journey Jinxian Fengxu's Rose Arrow would bring him.
Instead, there was an indifferent calmness on his face. He casually flicked the finger that had wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, and dropped the red and gradually black blood beads on the white snow.
Another purple rose bloomed under Balian's legs.
The body was imprisoned and could not move at all.
The second demon-killing rose arrow had arrived silently.
There was a soft "chi" sound.
A flaming arrow passed through Balian's left shoulder.
He once again brought out a handful of black powder and inserted it diagonally between the snow. The flames could not be extinguished and continued to burn.
Looking at Bai Lian who seemed to have lost his will to struggle and resist, Jin Xian Fengxu's eyes were contemptuous: "What? Are you giving up resistance now?"
He slowly held another purple rose with two fingers, turned it into an arrow between his fingers, slowly stringed the bow, and sneered:
"That's all you have. It seems like your arrogance doesn't match your strength."
Balian lifted the corners of his lips lightly, and there was actually a smile on his face.
With a slight hook of his fingers, the charred earth beneath Jin Xian Fengxu seemed to be suddenly given life, and his body suddenly sank into the soil until his knees.
The soil under the earth is no longer hard, but has a sticky and moist feeling that would never appear in this kind of weather and this kind of environment.
In the soil, there seemed to be countless cold hands, constantly stroking his skin.
Jinxian Fengxu's body felt chilly and cold, and old age spots were gradually appearing on the back of his hand that was holding the bow string.
Jinxian Fengxu suddenly opened his eyes wide...
"This feeling is..."
Is there something dirty hidden under the ground sucking his life away? !
"How dare you!!!" Jin Xian Fengxu glared at him angrily.
"Lord Jinxian must have forgotten that I am the son of Empress Zhongyou, and I also have some knowledge of the art of deception."
Balian smiled softly.
Of course, his deception skills were far removed from his mother's, and it was difficult for him to really cause fatal wounds to Jinxian Fengxu.
As the empress of Zhongyou, my mother is in charge of the power of Hou Tu, so her tricks are unparalleled in the world, and no one can match her in the world.
Under the Bronze Gate of Bailian, Huan Wen of the Yu Heng clan, as the ancient god of the earth, is in charge of the power of thick earth. He has the same purpose as A Niang's power, and he can also maximize the power of trickery.
Of course, Bai Lian knew that Jinxian Fengxu had been able to rule the world for so many years, and his method was not only the art of controlling thunder.
A powerful person who can climb to such a height will not reveal the real trump card in his hand easily.
The disparity in power between the two is too huge. Whenever Jinxian Fengxu uses his trump card, Bailian believes that he may fall in this battle at any time.
So how could he not make any preparations.
The moment he landed in the mountain, he had already quietly used the word-reading technique, borrowed the power of Yu Heng's thick soil, and poured the ancient god's earth spirit breath into this charred land.
Thus, using the thick soil as a medium and a bridge, a corner of the underworld is opened.
At this moment, the place where the Golden Immortal is standing is exactly in the crack of the open door of the underworld. Countless ghosts and heroic spirits and the queen of the earth gate are baring their teeth and claws, opening their mouths to suck out his Yinshou like crazy.
The opening process of Hades will be very slow with Balian's current cultivation level, but it will not stop there.
If Jinxian Fengxu shoots the third arrow at this moment to take away Bailian's life, the gate of Hades will be completely closed and no one will be able to close it.
If Jinxian Fengxuruo falls into it, he will have to shed a layer of his skin even if he is not afraid of death.
Sure enough, the demon-killing arrow on the string was trembling slightly, but it could not be shot.
Jinxian Fengxu's body was slowly sinking, and the fingers on the bow string were slightly tightened, as if hesitating.
He slowly lowered his head, his eyes dark and wandering for a long time...
Then he suddenly raised his face, his wandering eyes suddenly became extremely firm and sinister, and the wrinkles on his face were as deep and cold as ravines.
He pulled the bowstring to the full moon without hesitation, and the arrow cluster burning with rose flames pointed coldly at Balian's heart.
Faced with Jin Xian Fengxu's unconcealable murderous intent, Balian did not panic, but simply said: "It seems you made a not very smart decision."
Jinxian Fengxu sneered: "If I put my bow away and let you go now, that would be really stupid. You hate me so much.
Even if I draw back my bow, you can't stop the opening of the gate of Hades.
No matter what, I can't escape the fate of being dragged into the door. In this case, before that, why not kill you first, and I will deal with this door slowly.
In this way, my winning rate of survival will be even greater. The real miscalculation is not my own, but yours. "
Balian stared intently at the burning arrow. The cracks caused by the flames between his shoulders and chest deepened and became darker in color, and marble-like lines spread out on his pale skin.
Half of his shoulders slumped unnaturally, like a sandstone statue about to be washed away by the sea.
Rose-like stamens bloomed in the scarlet eyeballs, almost occupying his entire eye socket, and his whole person seemed to be wrapped in the thick beauty of death.
With this look, it was as if Jinxian Fengxu had not fired the third arrow in time, and he seemed to be struggling to survive.
But Balian obviously didn't want to give up like this. He worked hard with half of his slumped shoulders, and his five fingers sped up a little less flexibly, releasing his mental power without hesitation.
The cold and sticky feeling under Jinxian Fengxu's feet became more and more intense, and his body seemed to sink faster.
But this did not prevent him from shooting the third arrow in his hand.
Jinxian Fengxu regarded Bailian's helpless appearance as a desperate struggle to give up.
He had a cold smile on his face, and was about to loosen his fingers to release the arrow, when a warm breeze blew slowly from the mountains, and the cold haze in the mountains was lightened by the pure wind.
In the thick fog at night, a slender and straight figure walked slowly.
The man's large and luxurious priest's robes were swaying in the wind. In the mist, the outline of the man's handsome facial features gradually became clear. His eyes were deep-colored and showed no emotion.
The cheeks that were born to be aloof were raised high, and the indifferent gaze seemed not to want to stay on Bailian for more than a moment. He only glanced at Fengxu, and his voice was like mist:
"Jinxian Fengxu, you ordered me to thoroughly investigate Shifang City, but you are forced to be in this situation by a mere mortal here. It is too ridiculous."
"Tan Guangjun?!" Seeing the appearance of the visitor, the gloomy and cold color in Jin Xian Fengxu's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his eyes became extremely bright.
(ps: I went to a private medical center for acupuncture, but it didn’t work for the time being. I hope I can have a good sleep today. Dear readers, please don’t be careless and be a low-headed person. You must pay attention to your neck and cervical spine when using mobile phones. This will hurt. No joke. A colleague of Beibei’s used to have surgery due to cervical spondylosis. He stayed in bed for more than half a year to recuperate. It was very scary. Remember to move your neck more when playing with mobile phones. Good night everyone)
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