Chapter 24 Means Ambition and Heroism (Page 1/1)
He handed the reins to Yin Yao and walked slowly in the killing field. The blood was frozen into ice, reflecting the deep and shallow red. The corpse stood motionless, the expression and posture were frozen at the moment of death. The cold air blew through the body, bringing With the last trace of vitality gone, everything returns to death. This is the challenge left by the other party. If you are willing to fight, do you dare to fight?
Qianji's eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he saw a red copper rod rolling back and forth, and a line of ice spread rapidly. He had the strength of both the physical body and supernatural powers. Why had he never heard of this kind of person before? She suddenly remembered that before leaving, the Wheel-turning King had summoned the seven generals under his command, looked at them one by one with his divine eyes, and warned them that they should be careful about one person when they go to the Hundred Years Valley. This person took advantage of Tudor and Fan Bashan. During the confrontation, Tudor suddenly fell from the sky and killed Tudor with one blow.
With his own power, he slaughtered thousands of troops, took away his blood, and escaped with his whole body. No wonder the Wheel-turning King looked at him differently. With a thought in his mind, he let go of his pores and allowed the cold air to invade his body. He walked slower and slower, and finally stopped and stood still, like one of the corpses. The one-horned nightmare colt snorted, as if to hide it, raised its front hooves and stepped down heavily. It was restless, and took the opportunity to reach out and pat the horse's neck to comfort it, but there was also some doubts in its heart.
Infinite strength, steel and iron bones, no matter how hard you fight, there will be a moment when you are exhausted. The blood gained from plundering is complicated and conflicting, and it is difficult to refine it in a hurry. Drinking poison to quench your thirst can only delay it for a while. There are many ants that bite the elephant to death, and there are many opportunities. As long as a few people gather their strength to hold him back and prevent him from escaping, tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of monsters will attack him, regardless of damage, and they will eventually be smashed to death. However, this magical power of controlling cold energy made up for the shortcomings of being trapped in a tight siege and having no way to escape. A small gap was enough to escape thousands of miles away. How many hands were needed to hold him back?
She took the opportunity to carefully observe the subtle changes in the cold air in her body. After a long time, her eyelashes and hair were covered with a layer of frost. She was shocked to realize that even if Bailiteng, Jian Quan, and Qi Ran arrived at Tunxiang Mountain in time and combined the efforts of the four of them, they would still be able to survive. Unable to break through the cold, the opponent was left behind. But when I thought about it, I couldn't help laughing, and frost and snow fell on my face. If the four generals arrived at the same time, even if the opponent had three heads and six arms, they would not be able to stop them from attacking together. They would kill him before he could even think about escaping.
However, she is the only one here, how can she hold it? A smile condensed at the corner of her mouth, her eyebrows furrowed, she blew a breath, the cold air in her body was swept away, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she clenched her right fist and gave a weak blow,
With the sound, all the frozen corpses fell to the ground, and the ice and snow rolled up, like raging fire, straight into the sky.
Wei Shiqi exhausted all his blood and forced out a sharp chill, sweeping away the surrounding monsters in one fell swoop, and escaped without a trace. Hu Feng closed his eyes, only to feel unbearable soreness in his eyes, and a splitting headache, but he did not dare to stay here. Firstly, he would seize the opportunity to lose his troops, so he would definitely send out the Demon Cavalry to search everywhere. Don't accidentally reveal his traces. Secondly, if he came to Han Shiba was so powerful that he was unexpected. He was eager to return to Baisui Valley and report to General Fan. He took a deep breath, pumped up his blood, lowered his body, and quickly rushed out, disappearing into the forest like a gust of wind.
Wei Shiqi suddenly stopped and appeared on the huge rock at the foot of the mountain. He glanced in the direction where Hu Feng disappeared, thoughtfully. In this battle, he did not activate the secret technique of the Life Star. He only used his blood energy to activate the power of the red copper hate stick and blood relics, and he won a complete victory. The reason was that Yin Yao Jiang Kenan was vulnerable to a single blow and swallowed the Elephant Mountain. Among them, only one person who took the lead made him pay some attention.
After testing the opponent's fighting strength, Wei Shiqi knew it well. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then called Li An out of the floating palace. The moonlight and starlight fell on her body. Her waist was slim and her starry eyes were blurred, which made people's hearts beat.
Li An raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, with a somewhat lonely look on his face, and sighed: "The palace master has vast and unfathomable magical powers. He can conquer a world in the abyss without the help of me!"
During the battle at Tunxiang Mountain, Wei Shiqi slaughtered monsters and captured blood, all of his methods were not hidden from Li An and allowed him to spy. Hearing this, he said "oh" and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, that's too much praise."
Li An said: "It's not an exaggeration. The difficulty in fighting a bloody battle in the abyss is to fight for a long time. To seize the blood to replenish one's body can be a temporary act of strength, but it is not a long-term solution. Fellow Taoist has an ingenious idea. There are two things, the Abyss Blood God Pill and the Blood Relic, to advance and retreat. With ease and an invincible position, I am willing to surrender."
Wei Shiqi said meaningfully: "Fellow Taoist, do you know that this time when we enter the abyss, our opponents are not Fan Bashan and Tudor who are trying to pull the trigger, but the three emperors and six kings, the masters of all directions?"
Li An's body trembled slightly. Although she had vaguely guessed something, this was the first time she heard Wei Shiqi reveal his true feelings. Means, ambition, and heroism were all contained in this sentence. She immediately remembered the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber that day. He said in her ear, "The emperor's son gives you a marriage. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It's a miss."
A good opportunity is a pity, and the person beside you cannot afford to miss it. How about you and I being a Taoist couple honestly? Throwing a peach in return for a plum, she said sternly: "The abyss is not the Three Realms. If the master of the palace can compete with the masters of the three emperors, six kings and other directions, how will the emperor live in heaven when he returns to heaven one day?" "
Wei Shiqi said "hey", "How to deal with yourself is the emperor's son's business, what does it have to do with me?"
Li An stared at him intently, his chest rising and falling, Yingying bowed his hands and said, "I entrust you to my beloved. You should follow me with all your heart and soul."
Wei Shiqi's eyes fell on her waist, paused for a moment, stepped forward to help her up, and said calmly: "The Demon King has thought deeply, but he never expected that the Emperor would let you into the abyss, in a dangerous place, with bloody battles on all sides. In this abyss, you are single-minded, and we will talk about the future later."
Li An's heart trembled slightly. Even though Wei Qiqi didn't see through her background, he also guessed that she had entered the heaven as a hostage and had other plans. However, the secret was unpredictable and it was not the time to tell everything right now. Her eyes flashed and she nodded. Yes.
Wei Shiqi's mind moved, he opened the "One Mustard Cave", called Tu Zhen out, pointed at her and said to Li An: "That day, I used the Divine Wooden Cauldron of Samsara in the Heavens to come to the Yunjian Palace and was given the Book of Heavenly Demons. Unfortunately, I didn't practice very well. If you have obtained the Dharma, please feel free to give me some pointers from fellow Taoists."
The Heavenly Demon's Book is the foundation of his transformation into the Self-Heaven, and he shouldn't teach it lightly, but Tu Zhen holds a very important weight in his mind. Li An did not shirk it, and said with a smile: "The Heavenly Demon's Book is broad and profound, all-encompassing, with seven verses and eight verses of the Five Meanings and Six Truths. There are twenty-six small supernatural powers, but I haven’t fully mastered them yet, so I don’t dare to give you advice. I would like to discuss it with Tu Zhen.”
Wei Shiqi glanced at Tu Zhen. The latter hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to pay homage to Li An. He said with a cold expression, neither humble nor arrogant: "Tu Zhen has met the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and I would like to thank him for his advice. I am grateful for it." She said "One day" "Jie Dong Tian" was feeling bored, knowing that his cultivation level was low and he could not help much. The abyss was a place of bloody battles and the master could not be distracted, so he stayed under the towering tree of creation and passed the time by reading the Heavenly Demonic Book. At this moment, Wei Shiqi called her out and ordered her to ask the witch Li An for advice. Although she was reluctant, she knew that this was a rare opportunity, and she was full of expectations.
"She is indeed a beauty of ice and snow, I feel pity for her..." Li An whispered to himself, with magic lines looming in his eyes, he stretched out his index finger and gently tapped Tu Zhen between his eyebrows.
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