The spiritual talisman is sacrificed, this is a curse versus cause and effect!
In Qingyu Mountain Square, under the long and broad sky, an indescribable strange fluctuation spread out from nowhere. A wisp of smoke floated from the end of the spiritual spell, wrapping up all the causal backlash recited by Gu Peng without leaving a trace. ——
This kind of package is very wonderful, because according to common sense, the power of cause and effect is invisible and invisible to the naked eye. It is not even limited by spatial distance. As long as there is cause and effect, this power will be unreasonable. The ground fell suddenly.
Its speed is so fast and its existence form is so weird that it is impossible to give people time to react.
But when Song Ciwan offered the Word Spirit Talisman, he not only captured this power, but even at the moment of contact with it, it was like lightning and flint, like the sun and moon jumping pills, like the Milky Way tilting upside down, and like all the stars falling together.
The power of cause and effect that Gu Peng borrowed from nowhere was just pushed back by Song Ciwan's spiritual spell!
This time, Gu Peng was unable to use any magical power to deal with the curse of the Spirit-speaking Talisman. It was not that Gu Peng had no magical powers, nor was it because the person of the curse was higher than the cause and effect——
But it was Song Ciwan's curse that was stronger than Gu Peng's magical power of cause and effect obtained by borrowing the name of "Ancient God"!
Fast, too fast.
Even faster than the blink of an eye, the snap of a finger.
In a one-in-a-million moment, Gu Peng suddenly shouted again: "Ah!"
Almost at the same moment, a distant and old voice came from the distant sky: "Song Xiaoyou, my subordinates are here——"
Someone... no, maybe there is a demon, coming to save Gu Peng!
Or perhaps, there is always a protector secretly accompanying Gu Peng.
Under normal circumstances, when Gu Peng fights competitively with others, no matter how thrilling the fight seems, the guardian will not show up to intervene. However, at this moment, it is really a matter of life and death, and the so-called non-intervention is naturally broken.
As this voice sounded, white catkins filled the sky, rising like snowflakes, falling from the sky above Song Ciwan's head.
When the white catkins fell, a feeling of stagnant space followed.
Song Ciwan raised her hand, and a ray of golden light instantly flew out of her palm and fell into the white catkins floating in the sky.
This is the pseudo-golden divine light she obtained by selling nine golden cherry blossoms. This thing has the power to dethrone all magic weapons in the world.
However, if the level of the magic weapon is too high, the chance of success in deposing it will decrease accordingly.
When Song Ciwan threw the golden divine light, he also sacrificed a hundred years of longevity into it. With her current life essence, the power that can be generated by burning this hundred-year life essence can even be equivalent to that of an ordinary monk for more than a thousand years.
boom--
The golden divine light that was originally like a line segment spread in an instant, covering his head against the white catkins in the sky.
Then, these flying white catkins gathered into a willow branch with thin buds in an instant.
The willow branch was carried by the golden divine light and fell into Song Ciwan's hands.
Song Ciwan turned his palm and put it into the scale of heaven and earth, and the golden divine light dissipated.
At this time, the old and distant voice had just finished saying the words that prevented Song Ciwan from killing Gu Peng: "Song, little friend, please be merciful!"
Show mercy——
Show mercy——
The lingering sound did not stop, but the flying willow branches were collected by Song Ciwan into the scale of heaven and earth. After Gu Peng screamed in pain, his ten-foot-tall giant body suddenly shrank rapidly.
From ten feet, to five feet, to three feet, to one foot...
Finally, the small mountain-like ancient Peng turned into a big lion about ten feet tall!
He revealed his true form while screaming in pain. Before he could finish his scream, the seemingly majestic lion body suddenly fell sideways.
boom!
The golden lion fell to the ground, causing smoke and dust all over the place.
In the smoke and dust, the golden lion's hair fell off one after another, the skin and flesh were dry and cracked, and the lion's eyes fell out of their sockets.
Whether it is devouring or causing chaos, even the art of cause and effect cannot compete with the passage of time and the passage of a long river...
The golden lion demon Gu Peng, who shocked the world in three days, picked out twelve geniuses in a row, and became famous overnight, died like this!
Like a bright star rising from the ground, or like a shooting star falling quickly.
Only a fleeting light was left in the sky, stunning for a moment, but eventually dissipated.
…
All around, onlookers were silent.
When the wind blows, there seems to be no sound.
In fact, it’s no wonder that everyone was silent. Everything just described seemed complicated and tortuous, but in fact it only happened in the blink of an eye.
From the time Song Ciwan said the magic spell to the ground, to the sound of stopping coming from the distance, to Song Ciwan taking away the willow branch, to the moment when Gu Peng died, everything was like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, just in the blink of an eye.
Song Ciwan flicked his sleeves and personally collected Gu Peng's body.
She grabbed Gu Peng's body, sucked away the murderous aura of death from the giant monster, and then threw it into the scale of heaven and earth.
After she had done all this, the old voice in the distance sighed, half sad and half angry: "Song Tianjiao, you are so ruthless, but it is not the way of heaven and man. You must know that most of the disasters in the world are caused by actions that leave no room for room. Get up!"
Song Ciwan stepped into the void, turned her head in the wind and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
There seemed to be a white-haired figure in the distant sky, holding a cane, with a slightly arched back and wrinkles on his face. He also raised his head to look at Song Ciwan, and then his crutch moved. In an instant, the crutch turned into a long bridge.
Just as this figure was about to step onto the bridge, a sword light rose into the sky in Guangling City.
Accompanied by the sword light, there was also a long and unrestrained laughter: "Old Monster Liu, you don't even know how to be a monster, but you have the nerve to speak so brazenly to teach us the genius of the human race! Do you really think that everyone in our human race can't do it?"
Amidst the long laughter, the sword light turned into a rainbow, and met the long bridge of walking sticks coming across the sky in mid-air.
This encounter is really like the blazing sun meeting the ice and snow, and the starlight turning into a long river.
The sword appears like a star in the daytime, and kills with a faint voice.
In an instant, the long bridge of crutches made a cracking sound.
The white-haired old man in the distance was shocked and anxious: "Beichen Sword Immortal! It's you!"
It turned out that the one who wielded the sword was Beichen Sword Immortal, whom Song Ciwan had seen from afar in Suyang City ten years ago!
In the sword light, the long-haired Sword Immortal Beichen laughed heartily: "I am the Immortal Lord, Old Monster Liu. I will chop off a section of your tree trunk today so that you monsters will know that I, the nine states in this world, are by no means like you." The little demon can come wherever he wants and go wherever he wants!"
Click!
Click, click, click!
When the sword light fell, the long bridge completely broke and turned into pieces of debris that flew away in mid-air.
The speed of Beichen Sword Immortal was faster than the starlight, and the figure was rising and falling in the sword energy, passing through the white hair web in the distance that seemed to cover the sky and the sun.
His sword energy shuttles through the endless white hair like a sky curtain. As white hair grows, so does his sword energy.
The sword swam like a dragon or a snake, and the angry lightning lifted up into the air.
While drawing out his sword, Beichen Sword Immortal said: "The competition between geniuses is a fair fight. This little lion from your demon race came to the human world and challenged many geniuses from my human race, defeating each one. Did my human race say anything? No! "
"It's good now. If your little lion loses once, you'll be so impatient that you can't afford to lose. Don't look too ugly!"
"Hehehe!"
"Hehehe!"
(End of chapter)
