"If you hold the green mountains, you dare to talk about charm; if I hold a sword, I dare to make the sky open!"
Bai Zimo stood up with his sword in hand, and his soft roar penetrated the sky.
The green mountain hangs upside down, coming towards Bai Zimo.
The huge mountain is covered with rocks and dust. The roaring sound is like a dragon returning a car, and the dust is blown up in pieces as thick as mats. The sound of breaking through the air was like a knife, cutting into the heart; the trembling scene was like the sky and the sea, falling side by side.
Everyone's words are so powerful that they can overwhelm mountains and seas.
If the green mountains really come crashing down, no matter how ambitious you are, if there is even the slightest bit of inefficiency, you will have to turn it all into dust.
At this moment, Bai Zimo held the sword unyieldingly. Although everyone knew that his power was within his reach, they still couldn't help but tremble in fear.
The green color spreads out, as if it wants to blend in with the earth.
An Li saw a little brilliance rising, then disappeared instantly.
Immediately the ink color settled from the center of the mountain. Then the whole green mountain exploded like a tortoise shell under fire.
One crack, another crack, another crack.
It's like the inscriptions on oracle bones, the inscriptions are on the body of the green mountain, and are cracked on the top of Anli's heart.
Although the mountains still covered the earth beneath my eyes, the ink mist overflowed from the green mountains. Like the heat in a cauldron, you can feel it even from a distance.
The next moment, the ink was like pillars, and the pillars were connected to form the word "sword".
The people below who were with Bai Zimo did not see the green mountains cracking, nor did they see the zigzag written by the ink energy.
But they saw Bai Zimo holding his sword against the peak of Qingshan Mountain.
How can the majesty of the mountain compare to the power of this sword? !
The sword's edge is whirling, the blade is snaking, the yin and yang energy is endless, and the mountain peaks are as brittle as tiles.
In this way, Bai Zimo used the ink energy to support the green mountain and write the word "sword".
With one sword, he cut off the top of the mountain, wiped out the mountainside, and cut off the rocks like stars.
In this process, there is not a cloud of smoke, let alone any dust. Bai Zimo's sword shattered the green mountain into pieces. ..
Finally, Bai Zimo's sword closed on Mo Qi, and the sword rose into the sky.
The green mountains are endless, thousands of stones become rain, and the broken pieces become curtains, which fall endlessly.
Just like this, a mountain was chopped into rubble by Bai Zimo with his sword.
The ink energy accompanied by the power of the sword penetrated heaven and earth in the eyes of Bai Zhiyi and others.
The blockage between heaven and earth was destroyed overnight. Only the gate of heaven suddenly opened, and in a trance, it seemed that the sun and the moon were shining together.
Even the mist was washed out of a hole, weakly revealing the sky outside.
He really said "I hold a sword in my hand".
It's a pity that the big hole that was broken like a piece of cloth is gradually being closed by the surrounding fog. It seems that Bing Zu still has some strength left.
Qi Yunhai opened his mouth and stuttered and asked, ""The tiger drums are playing, and the Luan is returning to the car, and the immortals are waiting in line like hemp." - I, how did I really see the tiger drums playing? "
Bai Zhiyi was still deeply shocked and ran away with words, but he immediately recovered and glanced at Qi Yunhai helplessly.
Bai Zimo's set of sword moves is truly rare and can be called the fire of the night, but it won't scare monks who are also in the Yin and Yang realm into hallucinations, right?
Qi Yunhai was dazzled by this.
Shame on you. So shameful. When you go out in the future, you cannot admit that you are the governor of the demon country.
The ink in front of An Li disappeared and appeared, and it was Bai Zimo who locked onto him.
An Li's face remained calm, "Your sword actually improved to a higher level after we said goodbye? Are you so poor now?"
Twelve Heavens slowly stepped forward, "It's better to stand on one's knees and look at him. It's better to get a better view from a height. Although a certain person is not talented, he is good at wielding a sword."
An Li suddenly realized, "That's it. Twelve days, you have lived up to your reputation as a knight. You have raised the abilities of Palace Master Bai to the point where I need to look up and see."
Twelve days narrowed his eyes, "Maybe it's not that high. Otherwise, why would Huang Gong stop me?"
An Li did not hide his arrogance, "If I guess correctly. - Palace Master Bai, your injury is healed. But the hidden dangers left behind are far from eliminated."
Bai Zimo's flat sword "is only enough to stop you for half a day."
An Li raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted in his heart, "This guy..."
Twelve days looked back at Bu Guren.
Bu Guren, who looked embarrassed, nodded and said to everyone, "Let's go."
Bai Zhiyi and others followed Twelve Days and Bu Guren and rushed towards An Li.
When Bai Zimo's sword moves, its power arrives first, the light rises later, and its sound reaches last.
A sword pounced on An Li.
An Li felt cold sweat dripping from his temples and gritted his teeth. In the end, he couldn't hold on anymore and dodged sideways.
The sword's power was everlasting, the light broke through a large hole, the foggy city shook slightly, and the breeze flowed into the foggy city.
Bai Zhiyi sighed in his heart, "It's not difficult to force someone to give in, but it's the most difficult thing to make someone know they are invincible."
An Li looked at Bai Zimo, who was slightly out of breath, and sighed with pity and hatred, "There are beautiful trees in the mountains, but they can't fill the palace. You have such ability, why are you so reluctant to move forward and only know how to be an emperor's eagle dog?"
Bai Zimo answered with his sword.
Bai Zhiyi and others followed Twelve Heavens and left the cave.
The fish in the pond return to the abyss, and the birds escape from their cages. When you leave the foggy city, you will see a mountain screen standing in front of you.
The foothills of the mountains are connected to the big lake, which is where Bai Zhiyi and others first found themselves.
The mountains are dangerously high into the clouds, and a row of flying rivers is called Yinchuan. It flows vertically from the clouds, sticks to the mountain, and merges into a large lake at the foot of the mountain.
Looking up at the sky, there is no dome, and the water flows over the mountains. Looking down at the sea and lake, the dangerous mountains reflect the water, and they are in the same abyss as the lake.
Looking back, the lake was cut off like jade, with only a side of nothingness standing in front of me. I used my spiritual power to perceive it, and even my spiritual power turned into nothingness.
In this nothingness, there is no fog city, let alone anything. It is as if the lake and the sky and the earth have disappeared together, leaving nothing but the lonely fragrance.
"This is An Li's work. He turned half of the lake water into a formation and condensed it into a foggy city." Twelve Heavens explained.
"The scene in front of you is beautiful, but there is nothing special about this mountain or lake. You can turn ordinary lake water into a city that traps enemies..." Bai Zhiyi's heart moved slightly, and then he laughed again and said, "I am also a Lay monk."
Everyone was puzzled by Bai Zhiyi's inexplicable remarks and only focused their attention on their eyes.
Half of the lake is surrounded by dangerous mountains, and water vapor is constantly coming out, gradually gathering in front of you.
Qin Motuo frowned slightly, "There are ten caves on this mountain screen. Gu Yucheng is among them."
"The Ninth Ancestor is stalling for time! Maybe when we arrive, they have finished what they have to do!" Qi Yunhai became even more timid after Bai Zimo's absence and said with trembling words.
Bai Zhiyi only had the cultivation level of Condensing Cauldron, but he showed the most expectant look: "No matter what the situation, we have to give it a try. Just because the Nine Ancestors want to complete a certain thing, we cannot let them get their wish."
Bu Guren despised Qi Yunhai, "The risk is greater if you stay here."
Qi Yunhai just stopped talking and followed everyone.
Approaching the mountains, everyone discovered that there were also ten waterfalls pouring out of Yunzhong Mountain.
"In every waterfall, there is a water hole." Qin Motuo gritted his teeth, "They all have the aura of Gu Yucheng."
Everyone had to go upstream towards the nearest waterfall.
The waterfall here was obviously blessed by the Nine Ancestors, and it took Bai Zhiyi and others a lot of time.
After entering the water cave, Qin Motuo shouted in surprise, "Is this it!?"
Everyone was a little surprised, and immediately felt something was wrong. They stepped into the depths of the cave and released their spiritual power to illuminate the cave walls...
