The interior of the underground secret room against the backdrop of clear light.
The strange symbol transformed from the silver bracelet Taoist Master Lianhua carried with him suddenly expanded, like a photoelectric expansion. Without giving "her" any time to react, it enveloped it and sealed it in a hazy and dreamy small space.
At this time, Taoist "Lianhua"'s eyelids closed involuntarily, his body trembled, his hands alternated between open and clasped, and his face became pale and bloodless, like a dead person.
Deep in her soul, there seemed to be some kind of fierce battle going on.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe a quarter of an hour, or maybe an hour, before Master Lianhua’s expression finally began to calm down and he opened his eyes again.
However, the pair of bright eyes had changed. Her left eye was dark and gray, hiding the vicissitudes of life, while her right eye was clear and beautiful, like a quiet lake.
Taoist Lianhua raised her arm, covered her left eye, closed it with great strength, and maintained this movement, she said in a cold tone:
"This senior.
What price do I have to pay to let you go? "
On the back of her hand covering her left eye, a crack appeared without any trace of blood. The flesh and blood inside was condensed, like an "eye", a red eye.
At this time, an unusual, slightly hoarse female voice emerged from her throat. This was the voice of another person:
"Kill me."
"Or fulfill some of my wishes."
Hearing this answer, Taoist Master Lianhua seemed surprised, but did not respond immediately.
After a few breaths, she spoke in her own voice:
"I can promise you, but how can you guarantee your promise?"
"Feel sorry."
The husky female voice didn't really promise anything. There was a certain exhaustion in her voice that was hard to conceal:
"It just depends on your heart whether you want to do it or not."
In the lengthy silence, Lianhua nodded suddenly and said without any change in expression:
"Okay, I promise you."
After saying this, she immediately asked:
"What is your wish?"
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"die!"
Jiang Yan put one knee on the ground, turned his right palm forward, and slowly let it fall down, trying to wrap it up in the scarlet robe.
In the palm of his right hand, a water lotus mark slowly emerged, the image was lifelike and in full bloom.
In the center of the flower plate, a translucent space portal is looming, and a sharp and bright red light shines through bit by bit.
This red light glanced around, first surrounding Jiang Yan, and then spreading further away, touching the mysterious and strange bloody robe flowing down.
Clang!
At this time, a soul-piercing sword cry suddenly sounded and exploded in Jiang Yan's mind. This sound was superimposed with the previous roar, giving him double the pain.
"ah……"
In just a moment, the blood vessels in Jiang Yan's facial fascia became swollen and twisted, becoming ferocious, and red liquid gushed out from both ears and eyes at the same time, creating a terrifying image.
And in this unspeakable pain, in the confrontation between these two forces, Jiang Yan himself became the carrier of their struggle, but also became less important, which allowed him to grasp a certain balance. His expression has mostly recovered, and he no longer has the tendency to go crazy.
"Sword rises!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yan concentrated his energy, threw it into the space in his palm, and controlled the "Red Sword" to fly out.
Driven by his concentration, countless lines circulated on the surface, and most of the crystal-red sword body burst out. This change made the red light that gradually invaded the empty room more intense and solid.
Puff puff... Under the red light, the viscous liquid covering the ground and covered with thick black red hair first squirmed in disorder, then sizzled and emitted a large cloud of black smoke.
Then, the blood-red sword finally appeared.
This sword is exquisite in style and crystal clear overall, as if it is made of crystal. From the tip to the handle, the dark red lines are intricately layered and interconnected.
It looks very small, but it exudes a strong and extremely sharp aura of destruction, as if it can split heaven and earth, and divide time and space.
Without Jiang Yan making another move, the terrifying blood-red sword immediately tilted down and made a long-distance slashing motion. A red misty sword light flew out and floated in the air, as if suppressed by the "Red Sword" energy. Go away in robe.
In less than one percent breath, the bloody sword stabbed the slow-moving red robe.
Buzz~
The big collision that Jiang Yan imagined did not start immediately, but behind the red robe, the shadow of a huge door that was unusually thick and covered with patina suddenly appeared.
Behind the door, scenes with inexplicable meaning appeared and collapsed one after another. Among them, there was a majestic woman sitting on a throne, overlooking the vast mountains and rivers, there was an angry old man raising his finger to the sky, shouting curses, there were weird things wreaking havoc, staining the earth with blood... …
At the end of all these scenes, a beautiful woman wakes up from a secret room, and behind her, there is another gray and gloomy indifferent pupil.
"is her?"
"What happened to her?"
Jiang Yan was startled when he saw the figure of Taoist Lianhua appearing, but before he had time to analyze the meaning, he was attracted by what happened next.
In a short period of time, this had the true meaning of "splitting the sky". After shattering the obstacles of countless scrolls, the sharp sword light finally stabbed the red robe, splitting it at once, and then expanded, destroying the red robe. The bronze portal and the world behind it were destroyed together.
After doing this, the blood-red sword's light shrank, as if it had lost its power, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Click, click, click!
Amidst the slight sound, an obvious crack appeared in the middle of the sword.
"this……"
When Jiang Yan saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't foreseen such a result. His expression was shocked at first, and then silent.
"Although I knew that the power contained in this sword would weaken with the number of uses, I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. I have never killed a high-level warrior with it."
"This encounter seems to involve a high-level incident, but the source is unknown."
"You must make good use of this sword in the future. Of course, you cannot keep it when there is danger."
After gathering his mood, Jiang Yan put away the utensils, cleaned the house, and checked Lu Lu's condition. He found that she was just in deep sleep and there were no other accidents, so he returned to the room and lay down on the bed.
Countless scenes flashed through Jiang Yan's mind, and finally a picture emerged.
It was a strange scene in which a middle-aged man swallowed a pill in one gulp, and his body split and intertwined into a bright red and bloody robe.
"Why is this happening?"
Jiang Yan closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and gently pressed his eyebrows. Then he put down his arm, pulled up the quilt, and covered his head.
There was no sound in the room occupied by darkness, it was very quiet, but something silent and solid was gathering.
Jiang Yan lay motionless on the bed, seeming to have fallen into a deep sleep.
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