At this time, the shadow of the huge statue was covered with thick frost, and Zhong Yan, whose whole body was covered in black flames, also lost his indomitable energy and slowed down under the wind and snow.
Qingya turned around, and Hua Qing'er had already arrived in front of her. The marks of the twenty-eight stars were constantly changing on her fingertips, and the twin lotuses condensed into three layers of nine-petaled and twenty-seven-cornered ice lotuses in her palm. Finally, , Hua Qing'er placed her handprint on Zhen Shi, and the ice lotus in the night sky seemed to be broken.
The sword points to the stars,
A layer of dazzling golden light appeared above Qingming, and the layers of phantom swords came out with the continuous swing of the sword body, and all of them were injected into the ice lotus that was constantly rotating and growing in the night sky like a crucian carp crossing a river.
"hehe--"
Even though he was suppressed by the ice and snow, Zhong Yan, who was surrounded by ghost fire, was still not defeated. Even the ice and snow covering his body was annihilated by the black flames, and the brutal aura once again filled the night.
"Is this the end of your strength?"
The sound Zhong Yan made at this time was shrill and harsh, like the roar of an evil spirit under the Nine Netherworld.
"It's not enough, it must be defeated with this blow."
Qing Ya clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and lightning suddenly appeared in his palm.
"For a moment, the wind and clouds in the sky and the earth were turbulent, the sun covered the bright moon, and the thunder and lightning attracted the power of the gods."
The wind and snow never stopped, thunder resounded through the mountains, dark clouds hung low, and lightning flashed constantly between the intertwined rotations. The thunderclouds gradually formed a vortex, and the wrath between heaven and earth was hidden in the center of the storm.
Among the Taoist teachings taught by the master, Qingya's favorite one besides Sword Thirty-Six is the thunder method. Like the immortals in mythology, he can drive away thunder and control lightning, eliminate evil and support good, which is what Qingya has always dreamed of. Scenes. However, since thunder and lightning draw on the natural power of heaven and earth and cannot be easily controlled by humans, Liu Bailu only taught himself the most basic palm thunder.
But Qingya couldn't bear to beg, and this sword move caused thunder, which had already started to move in Qingya's heart.
"Click."
Finally, the thunder clouds dissipated, and a bolt of lightning across the sky illuminated the night sky brightly, as if a gap had opened in the night sky. Under the dazzling lightning, Qingya vaguely saw the world on the other side, where strange beasts composed of thunder and lightning were howling. Rushing towards him.
Lifting Qing Ming, the descending divine thunder seemed to be attracted by the long sword in his hand, and struck the tip of Qing Ming's sword impartially.
Then, Qing Ming slashed downwards, and the lightning seemed to be refracted, and he rushed into the ice lotus again with two sword lights, one gold and one silver.
"Float away, the ice lotus purifies the world"
Hua Qing'er opened her arms, and the ice lotus containing the ultimate power also shattered. The surrounding temperature dropped a few points again, and the phantom of the statue that had been shattered now turned into pieces of ice crystals drifting in the wind. Disperse.
The broken ice crystals reflected the golden sword light under the moonlight. It was the phantom sword that had just been injected into the ice lotus, and it had now merged with the ice crystals.
disease,
Hua Qing'er pointed her sword forward, and the ice crystal sword rain flew towards the enemy. The dense sword rain gathered into a river, hanging upside down like a waterfall, all washing over Zhong Yan Demon's body.
The biting ice crystals solidified the dancing will-o'-the-wisps, and the roaring low moans seemed to freeze with it. The cold sword energy suppressed the burning Ming Yan around him inch by inch. In a few breaths, the originally flourishing The dark flames have been extinguished, leaving only bursts of green smoke curling up.
"you……"
Before he had time to speak, what followed was a bolt of lightning that illuminated the night as bright as day, instantly penetrating his body.
Under the strong force of Heaven's power, Zhong Yan, who was at the end of his strength, had no choice but to ignite his original fire to resist the thunder. Despite this, the thunder with great power still stirred up black smoke from his body, And the original fire that was ignited in his dantian gradually became smaller.
Finally, the lightning disappeared, and the sword light attached to the tail fin seemed to ignite a dry haystack, instantly triggering bursts of explosions, and the airflow brought up knocked Zhong Yan several feet away.
Qingya and the two men immediately pursued him. Unexpectedly, at the place where Zhong Yan fell, there was only one robe that had not been burned out. Presumably, this object must have blocked most of the power of the lightning for him.
Looking up, there was only a shallow bloodstain left in the sky extending eastward. It seemed that he had increased his speed to the limit at the cost of burning his own blood and fled in a hurry.
Qingya couldn't help but sigh: "Even this failed to keep him. His cultivation at the peak of foundation building is indeed unique."
"Qingya, he escaped, should we catch up?" Hua Qing'er looked at the eastern night sky and turned back to ask Qingya.
"No, let's go back to the City Lord's Mansion. Since it has been confirmed that the City Lord is a member of the Wildfire Holy Cult, then we can definitely find out where the stereotype is hidden by keeping an eye on him."
After saying that, the two returned to the city lord's mansion again.
Just now they were focused on fighting but forgot about the time. When the two returned to the city lord's study, they saw that the lamp was as weak as a soybean, and the ink on the paper had long dried. It seemed that this person had been gone for a long time.
"No, Miss Xia Ci."
The two of them quickly came to Xia Ci's boudoir and saw the door open and the servants and maids lying on the floor outside the house. Qing Ya hurriedly stepped forward to investigate. Fortunately, they were only knocked unconscious and the attacker did not hurt them. life.
But the eldest lady who was supposed to be losing her temper and sulking in the boudoir has disappeared.
It seems that the battle just now caused too much noise. After the city lord realized that his identity had been exposed, he took Xia Ci hostage and left in a hurry. It seems that the silver note must have been taken away with him. .
Just now, I was only focused on fighting, and I never thought that I would inadvertently endanger Miss Xia Ci.
"Qingya, don't worry, that person just knocked out these people and took Xia Ci away. He will not hurt their lives. The top priority is that we need to find them quickly." Seeing Qingya falling into self-blame, Hua Qing'er hurriedly Speak up and wake up.
"Yingyue Tower, they must have gone to Yingyue Tower. Sister Qing'er, let's catch up." After a moment of calmness, Qingya concluded that they must have gone to another hiding place.
"Okay, let's set off immediately without further ado."
By the West Lake, the place is still as gentle as the breeze, as drunk as fine wine, and the pavilions and pavilions are decorated to the extreme level of luxury.
However, the Yingyue Tower, the largest painted boat in the past, has disappeared now.
"It seems that we are still a step late, but this also confirms that they must be in Yingyue Tower. Such a huge boat cannot fly into the sky and escape from the earth. Sister Qing'er, we will follow the exit of the West Lake water system. Search all the way.”
Qingya and the two came to the West Lake, but there was no trace of Yingyue Tower. After a slight pause, Qingya immediately determined the direction of pursuit.
