As an eighth-level warrior and prison guard, Emperor Tianxing had too many means at his disposal when he wanted to participate in a battle thousands of miles away, even if he was in seclusion in Luojing Imperial City.
Gu Xu's expression became more solemn than ever before.
He only felt that those things he had seen in his previous life were all lies.
When the villains in those books are chasing the protagonists, no matter how deep their hatred is, they will only send minions one or two levels higher than the protagonists - not only will the protagonists cross the border to fight back and kill them, but they will also give the protagonists gifts. equipment.
However, in reality, the bosses all lowered their bodies and took action in person. They seemed not to think that it was a shameful thing for a group of saints and above to attack a young man in the fourth realm.
In this short moment, Gu Xu first used the "Bright Candle" spell on himself as quickly as possible, making all the fire attribute spells he cast more than three times more powerful than before; then he used "Yingyan" , trying to break the magic curse of Master Jueming and the spatial confinement of Daqi Imperial Master.
Of course, the "Jinghong Pen" in his hand is not idle either.
"Everything is Silent" and "Thousands of Flowers and Trees Blooming in the East Wind Night" are released at the same time - the former merges with the flying snow in the sky, while the latter bursts out dazzling fireworks in the ice and snow.
And the hundreds of talismans floating in the air were also flying straight towards the floating airship under his control.
As he thought, these talismans burned one after another, and the raging fire surrounded the floating craft, as if it was wrapped in a red, orange and yellow brocade robe.
Seeing such a scene, the practitioners around who were chasing Gu Xu were all dumbfounded.
They thought that the action of two saints, coupled with the Great Qi Jade Seal, would easily defeat the treasonous traitor with overwhelming force.
I didn't expect this traitor to be able to fight back.
Not only did he use the terrifying power that was close to that of a saint, but he also cast several profound, complex and powerful spells in a very short period of time.
Not to mention the overwhelming number of talismans and seals flying towards me——
Everyone present couldn't help but sigh, could this traitor spend all his time eating, sleeping and practicing on drawing talismans? Otherwise, how could he have accumulated such an astonishing number of talismans on his body?
Some people are trying to calculate the cost of these talismans based on market prices.
Then they came to the conclusion: If Gu Xu had not been a Talisman Master himself, then even if he had a wealthy family, it would have been squandered in an instant.
"Even if the traitor is defeated and killed in the end, this earth-shattering battle alone will go down in history forever." Many people sighed in their hearts.
But in fact, none of these people guessed Gu Xu's true purpose correctly.
The reason why he tried his best to attack and used almost all his trump cards to create this spectacular scene of ice and fire was not to fight back and defeat the enemy to the death.
He just wanted to create a chance for himself to escape.
Taking advantage of "Yingyan" briefly destroying the confinement of space, he simultaneously used the power of "Time" and "Qiankun" to slow down the passage of time while tearing apart space and building passages.
The power that the Yuki-onna provided to him was like an inexhaustible and vast ocean.
If he had used so many spells that consumed a lot of real energy at the same time in the past, he would have been turned into a mummy long ago.
Just like that, for a moment, the world became quiet.
The whistling of the wind, the piercing sound of the flames, the angry shouts of the monks, the clear chirping of the ice cranes... were all slowed down, lengthened, and gradually disappeared, returning to silence.
The flying snow, the blazing flames, and the flying ice cranes all stood still in the air, as if they were frozen into a three-dimensional painting.
Gu Xu looked at the snow girl in front of him.
She also turned into a solidified ice sculpture.
The eyebrows seemed to be frowned but not frowned, and the dimples showed a sad expression due to pain, which made Gu Xu think of Xizi who was holding his heart in his arms while frowning.
At this moment, this ferocious female ghost seemed to be full of trust in him. While lending him her power, she also showed her most vulnerable side in front of him.
if only
If Gu Xu wanted to, he could sneak away quietly by himself and leave her here to slow down the saints' actions.
A weak fourth-level monk actually quietly controlled the life and death of one of the "Three Fierce Gods of Qingzhou Prefecture"!
Gu Xu sighed lightly.
The humans regard him as a thief, but the ghosts are willing to believe in his character unconditionally. This kind of thing is really ironic to say.
Soon, countless space cracks appeared around them like spider webs, rapidly expanding and spreading, turning into a deep space passage.
Gu Xu reached forward, hugged the motionless Snow Girl, and then jumped towards the space passage with a cool gesture.
He set his destination at Liangzhou, five hundred miles away.
After leaving Liangzhou and heading west, you can leave the territory of Daqi and enter the territory of the barbarian people.
The shamans on the barbarian holy mountain possess the strength of saints and master countless mysterious and strange methods.
It is precisely because of their existence that the barbarians can live and exist for a long time in the grasslands and deserts without being completely wiped out by the army of the Qi Dynasty.
It must not be an easy task for the Daqi saints to hunt down Gu Xu under the eyes of the barbarian shamans.
However, just when Gu Xu was about to enter the space channel, an accident happened.
The originally stable passage suddenly turned into a turbulent whirlpool.
It was like a fast-moving meat grinder, grinding his entire body into mincemeat.
Gu Xu stopped immediately.
"The turbulence of time and space." He frowned and said silently in his heart.
According to records in spiritual practice books, time and space are not always stable. In the gaps in space, there is a terrifying space-time turbulence - it is as turbulent as a tsunami and as sharp as a sword, and can easily twist powerful monks into pieces.
The space passages built by the monks will undoubtedly be disturbed by it.
Of course, the probability of space turbulence occurring is generally very low, less than one thousandth in Gu Xu's impression.
But at this extremely critical moment today, he happened to meet him.
Then I thought about being knocked off my mask by a drunk man in Longzhou City——
Gu Xu only felt that his recent luck seemed to be manipulated by someone, which was really terrible.
"Could it be...that someone is really doing something behind the scenes?" He couldn't help but guess.
At this time, the effect of "Time" ends.
Time continues to flow.
The snow girls around him, the monks around him, the saints on the boat... all regained their ability to move.
I saw Master Jueming raising his Zen staff, and the Imperial Master raising his hand to draw talismans out of thin air. The blazing sea of fire surrounding the floating airship disappeared without a trace in an instant.
At this moment, Gu Xu deeply understood why the book said that a monk's promotion to the seventh realm is a qualitative transformation of life and Taoism.
With the help of many trump cards and fighting methods, when facing the fifth realm or even the sixth realm monks, he has the strength to fight, and even if he cannot defeat them, he still has a chance to escape.
[In view of the general environment,
But when facing a strong saint, even if the snow girl temporarily lent him the saint's power, he really felt the feeling of being crushed.
After all, the strength of a strong saint is never due to the richness of his true energy.
It’s because he has his own unique “Tao”.
Then, Master Jueming muttered something and pointed his Zen staff at Gu Xu.
Gu Xu suddenly felt stiff and had an unbearable headache.
It was as if someone had stabbed his brain with a steel mallet, stirring it wildly, making his thoughts so confusing that it was even difficult for him to come up with a complete spell.
"Do the monks in this world also impose curses?" He gritted his teeth and thought wildly.
The next second, more than ten flying swords whizzed towards his heart.
