Yun Qing drew the knife with his backhand, only to find that Kun Wu was suppressed by Xu Wutong. en8.
"Don't kill indiscriminately, break in and talk to the Demon Saint to make it clear." Xu Wutong in the scroll looked around, seeing black demonic flames everywhere he looked. He stood awe-inspiring in the middle of the city, holding the harp in his arms.
It was still very stressful for Yun Qing to deal with these demon disciples without weapons and magical powers. Xu Wutong saw her intention the moment she removed the red lotus karma fire. But even so, he did not dare to let Kun Wu unsheath it casually. As a sword spirit, he could understand the impact of this magic blade on the mind better than anyone else. Yun Qing should not come into contact with this thing now.
But Yun Qing didn't answer. She gave up on Kun Wu and transformed the black sun from her palm. Endless darkness surrounded her. This darkness had the power to attract everything, making people sink to death and lose themselves.
"The great sun and black celestial wheel has no birth or beginning!"
The mark of the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel on Yun Qing's wrist twisted as if alive, the black color gradually became vivid, and the snake shadows around the sun wheel swayed and swayed crazily, like bunches of blazing flames. In this isolated world, everything is wrapped under the black sky, and nothing can escape this extremely dark color.
The four people who used the Fang Cun Zhan to isolate the world were deprived of their consciousness in an instant. There was only darkness in front of them, and the Fang Cun Zhan in their hands fell to the ground with a clang. The other three people also stood on the spot like puppets. They maintained their postures of attacking or struggling, and the expressions on their faces were still lifelike. All the envoys in white went from extreme movement to extreme stillness in just a split second, looking extremely strange.
Black as ink, swallowing light and soul. In the black sky of the great sun, black sky represents the attraction to all things in existence and the knowledge of all things in existence. This is a kind of power that can sink everything into coma. The color in the ambiguity. The Great Sun represents the elimination of darkness in the world and allows light to shine on all things. This is the supreme power that cannot be blocked by anything. Both are good methods, but after being combined with the orthodoxy of the devil, they turned into an inheritance known for its danger and violence.
It is a darkness that cannot be blocked by anything, allowing everything to sink into it.
Yun Qing held down the Great Sun and Black Sky Wheel on his wrist, walked around several people, and then ran quickly into the forest. She walked hastily and awkwardly, and after the rotation of the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel on her wrist, the skin and flesh were all crushed into pieces. The flesh and blood in that place was blurred, and even deeper, bones could be seen.
The black celestial wheel of the sun can produce a total of three dharma appearances. Among them, the nine-headed snake image is relatively basic, similar to the external incarnation of immortality and the golden body of Buddhism, but it is not inferior to the two; and the red lotus karma fire image It is a great magical power that directly attacks the soul. Generally, it takes a long time to understand it after entering the Tao. The last one is an image that has no birth and no beginning. It is different from the nine-headed snake image and the red lotus fire image. The first two are the original appearance, which is the essential manifestation of the lineage inheritance of the Great Sun and Black Celestial Wheel. The image of birth without beginning is the image of meaning, which directly points to the true meaning of the great sun and black.
Yun Qing has only recently begun to understand the phenomenon of no birth and no beginning. He has basically never received any guidance from Demon Lord Qi Yuan, so he is still very unfamiliar. Although the "rotation and delay" method used to kill Hu Hanmei before was a glimpse of the true intentions of the sun and black, at that time Yun Qing had sacrificed a large amount of essence and blood, supplemented by extremely precise formations, so it went relatively smoothly. en8. This time she became a Dharma image without any preparation, injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging herself by eight hundred.
Those white-clothed envoys could not be considered alive even if they were not dead, because their minds had been completely destroyed.
If it hadn't been for the Six Paths of No-Birth Wheel and the Yama-Po-Wan Wheel that were obtained from Demon Lord Qian Yuan three days ago, it would have taken Yun Qing a hundred years to understand the phenomenon of no birth and no beginning, given Yun Qing's qualifications. There were many similarities among the three rounds, and those seemingly obscure details were immediately answered by the combination of the three rounds. If only she had more time, she could go one step further.
It's a pity that she doesn't have time. The entire chaotic world is sliding rapidly towards the future, and it never waits for anyone to catch up.
"...Sorry." Xu Wutong said to her worriedly.
Just now, the heaven and earth are isolated, and the spiritual energy is blocked. It is difficult for the original features like the nine-headed snake elephant and the red lotus fire symbol to operate. If Xu Wutong lets Yun Qing use Kunwu, then she doesn't have to take a big risk to use a Yixiang who has no understanding at all to get out of trouble. Yi Xiang can only be used when one understands its "Tao", or to put it another way, it can be used as long as one understands its "Tao".
"It's nothing." Yun Qing paused for a while, as if trying to calm down his breathing, "I asked you to be born just to suppress Kunwu. What you did is understandable."
Rather than being driven crazy by Kun Wu's violent energy, she would rather use the phenomenon of no birth and no beginning and suffer some internal injuries.
"How are you now?" Xu Wutong felt that it was probably not good, because the black flames around him had dimmed. He felt that Yun Qing's use of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire to suppress himself in the past few days was already overdrawing his life, and now he was digging and filling his own grave by forcefully using the orthodox inheritance without understanding.
Yun Qing couldn't move her hand that was branded with the Great Sun and Black Heavenly Wheel. She could only use her other hand to silently pinch the magic formula of Mirage: "It doesn't matter, we are getting closer to Amang. I can feel the divine power." It’s flowing into the body.”
Xu Wutong couldn't say anything. He found that he was not very good at dealing with people like Yun Qing who always occupied a strong position. When people are strong, they will be more brave and fearless, but when they are weak, they will often become softer and more vulnerable. It is instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and they understand how to prevent themselves from getting hurt again. However, Yun Qing does not have such a sense of self-protection. Her strength does not change due to her situation. This is not a bluff, but she is convinced that she cannot lose even if she is in a desperate situation.
This kind of power may not be as majestic and deadly as Zhu Wuxia's power, but it is more permanent and firm than it. I don’t know whether this almost arrogant consciousness is good or bad for Yun Qing, who is often in life and death crises.
"It doesn't matter, I won't die."
Among the thick green shadows, Yun Qing's expression actually looked quite comfortable. The green color all around seemed to be responding and soothing, and countless flowers and plants turned into pure Yimu spiritual energy and poured into her body. This was the power from the ancient god Jumang.
"Yes, I understand." Xu Wutong nodded seriously. He lifted up his shirt, sat on the ground, lowered his head and played the piano, and the lingering sound lingered.
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There is a blue lake in the center of Shiwanda Mountain.
What surrounds this lake is not mud, but dense bones. These bones were piled up into embankments, overlapping to form rockeries, paving the bottom of the lake, and surrounding the lake shore. They continued to sink, sinking into the quiet and clear lake water. There is a bone tower in the middle of this lake with no visible boundaries.
That is the holy land of the demon clan, the place where the bones of all demons are buried, the place of eternal exile, Yaoque Tower.
The tower was obscured by the mist on the lake, making it difficult to see clearly. It is made of countless white bones. It goes down to the bottom of the lake and reaches the sky above. Monster bones protrude irregularly in all directions, but the whole thing looks very harmonious. When you first see it, you will never think that it is composed of the corpses of many kinds of monsters. Like these 100,000 different peaks, it has become an independent and huge whole.
Just standing in front of it brings an uncontrollable feeling of surrender welling up in my heart. From the moment Bifang breaks out of his shell to becoming a big monster, no matter how many times it comes, it can't get rid of this feeling - even if it dies, it has nothing to regret.
No demon clan with a hundred thousand mountains can break away from the fetters of Yaoque Tower.
Bi Fang lingered around the shore of the lake, the flames on his body flickering, and soon a small boat slowly rowed through the white mist.
The man holding the boat was tall and strong, and looked honest and honest. He put a big green lotus leaf on his head, which made him look a little silly. His huge body stood on the bow of the boat, but he was as light as a fish. He pushed the pole to the end, and the boat stopped at Bifang's feet with ripples.
Bi Fang landed on the man's shoulder, scratched his lotus leaf hat with his paws, and said with a smile: "Little girl Liu, where did you pick this from?"
He was not annoyed that such a big and thick man was called a chick by Bifang, and smiled rather generously: "Didn't you bring back Master Goumang a few days ago? He changed this. "
Bi Fang knew that Liu Xiaoniu never left this lake, and there was nothing in the lake except bones, so this lotus leaf was probably given by others.
"Has he regained his consciousness?" Bi Fang was a little surprised.
"No, but he looks really well-behaved..." Liu Xiaoniu glanced at the Bone Tower in the center of the lake, "I don't know how I survived in the hands of others before, but the ancient true god is almost the same as me."
Liu Xiaoniu is a monster that serves the Lord Saint. She is not very powerful, but in terms of loyalty, she is unmatched in the entire Shiwanda Mountain. Even he had to admit that Gou Mang was well-behaved. I'm afraid that guy was really obedient and capable.
"How are you these days, Lord Saint?" Bi Fang flapped his wings and landed on the stern of the ship. His usually carefree voice was a little more uneasy.
"I still want to sleep now, but it will be better in winter." Liu Xiaoniu smiled gently, with a happy expression on her face.
"Liu Xiaoniu..." Bifang suddenly felt a little depressed when he heard what he said, "You..."
Liu Xiaoniu pushed her pole to the end again, and the boat quickly approached the bone tower that had stood for countless years: "Huh?"
"..." Bi Fang was silent for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say anything.
"Hey, what's your expression?" Liu Xiaoniu looked back at it and took a handful of its feathers, "I am willing to give everything to the Saint, just like she is willing to give everything to the demon clan. , this is the glory of our ancestors."
Bi Fang was pulled by him and jumped up in pain, almost falling off the boat: "Hey, who is worried about you!"
"I know you are worried about Lord Saint." Liu Xiaoniu nodded, "She is awake now, and you can just go and see her."
"What is she doing?" Bi Fang asked gloomily.
"I'm taking care of Lord Goumang." Liu Xiaoniu quickly held the boat. He couldn't leave Lord Saint for a moment. He had only been out for a while and he couldn't wait to go back.
"Ah?" Bifang suddenly became unhappy. All the feathers on his body burned up and turned into a ball of flames. "She didn't even take care of me when I was first hatched! Now one of them appears out of nowhere. God took care of her? I really can’t stand it, she’s still sick, let’s just forget about her death!”
Liu Xiaoniu stepped on its tail, not afraid of the blazing heat of Bifang Fire. He frowned and said, "That was all so many years ago. Don't speak ill of the Lord Saint. She will be fine one day." Get up."
Bifang's feathers drooped down, and the color of the flames looked very gloomy: "I don't want to pay attention to her anymore."
It huddled up in the boat. At this time, the boat had docked, but it nestled on it and refused to get off.
"Why don't you pay attention to me?" A slightly surprised voice came from above Bifang's head.
Bifang raised his head suddenly.
The demon saint wore a soft black dress. She looked very thin, and the skirt swayed into black waves against her pale skin. She looked to be around thirty years old, with fine lines at the corners of her eyes. To be fair, since the demon clan is rich in enchanting women like Hu Hanmei, she is definitely not good-looking, but she can still be called a beauty.
She is no longer young, her temples are slightly white, and her body is so thin that no curves can be seen. Her skin was so pale that she could even see light blue blood vessels under her skin. There were no decorations on her body, except for the colorful fan and flower-stepped headband on her long hair. The flower patterns on the colorful fan are dense and colorful, and the colors are vivid. Fifty silver pendants of different sizes are hung in front and on both sides of the hairpin, which symbolizes continuous and long-lasting prosperity in Shiwandashan.
If the beauty of Hu Hanmei's eyebrows is said to have murderous intent, then her beauty is full of infinite vitality, just like this vicissitudes and profound mountain, which contains all things, nurtures all things, and exudes the light of motherhood all the time.
She is so beautiful that one can admire her.