Knives and swords intertwined like lightning. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
The clear light tore through the dark sky in an instant, blooming between the two like a blooming lotus. The Kunwu in Yun Qing's hand turned into Quexie. The blade was extremely thin, the blade was slender, and it was shining brightly, making it impervious to external evil. The dark heavy sword in Yi Du's hand has no sharp edge. It is blunt and simple, thick and powerful. The sword's power is as cold and cold as the person he is, and the smell of blood is strong.
Yun Qing felt that the force exerted on the heavy sword was gradually increasing, so she chose to retreat with one blow. She turned the blade and opened the heavy sword with the force of four or two pounds. Yi Du sneered and pressed down his wrist. Black magic flames rose up from the sword body and bit the retreating Yun Qing like a poisonous snake.
Yun Qing made a secret with one hand, and an almost identical black fire snake stood in front of her. But Yi Du's cultivation was obviously deeper. His black snake split into nine branches at once, and he swallowed Yun Qing's black snake whole with one bite. Yun Qing's hand almost never stopped. She first used the Fire Snake to slow down Yi Du's attack, and now she was preparing a more complex method. Now that Yi Du had broken through the defense, she could only fight with the sword in one hand.
The cyan light shines on the black magic flame, and the magic flame fades away like ice and snow. The clear and awe-inspiring light falls on this wilderness, which seems quite inconsistent. Yun Qing quickly turned his retreat into an offensive, suddenly thrust Que Xie forward, and directly raised Yi Du's dark heavy sword. Yi Du followed her strength and retreated for half a minute. When her offensive failed, he took a step forward. The black armor clanked and the heavy sword swept away like a mountain.
Yun Qing instantly felt the power of thousands of mountains coming upon her, and almost fell to the ground. At this time, the seemingly slow sword move was already in front of her. Yi Du held the sword expressionlessly, and the virtual image of hell flashed behind her. His cultivation level is higher than Yun Qing's, and he is also quite proficient in the coordination of sword power, sword energy, and sword moves. However, Yun Qing's method of defending enemies basically consists of nothing but magical powers. Judging from the situation, he wanted to close the distance between the two of them, directly suppress Yun Qing with his cultivation, and then forcefully kill her with sword moves. He did not intend to give Yun Qing a chance to use her magical powers.
At this time, Yun Qing had just used Fang Cunzhan, which meant that she had lost the best way to distance herself, avoid killing moves, and gain time at once.
Yun Qing was only a sword's length away from Yi Du at this moment. She suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were dark and pupilless, and invisible causal fluctuations spread to the sword in her hand: "But Xie Fuxin!"
The green light on the tip of the knife flashed like a candle, and the light was empty and quiet. At first glance, nothing could be seen inside, but upon closer inspection, one felt that a colorful and magnificent world was reflected on the blade. The whole sword exuded a quiet and deep aura. The strong wind brought by the sword edge stopped around Yun Qing. The black magic flames on the sword melted away, and even the fierce and fearless sword power was delayed for a moment.
Yun Qing used the Heavenly Book to forcibly skip the part of the secret formula and directly used magical powers. The shock of this "Fu Xin" to the soul created a short moment of lag, and in this short moment of delay, Yun Qing could do nothing. Too much!
Yun Qing's hand gestures were too fast to be seen clearly, and golden light flashed between her fingers. She was trying to use Yi Du's momentary relaxation to retreat while completing the spell.
"Hell, there is no life for ten deaths!" Yi Du said in a deep voice, he could complete the spell without almost any need for hand sealing.
Yi Du could easily tell what Yun Qing was thinking. The virtual image of hell behind him gradually solidified, and Yun Qing could almost hear the wails and roars in it. There was overflowing blood, and countless evil spirits were being tortured. The huge evil thoughts they generated gradually tore apart the virtual image of hell. A claw suddenly materialized from the virtual image and grabbed Yun Qing's Quexie blade. The claw's skin and flesh were torn apart as if it had been cooked in a copper furnace, which was very terrifying.
Next, countless evil ghosts crawled out of hell, and bit by bit followed the Quexie blade towards Yun Qing. They were turned into fly ash by the awe-inspiring righteousness of Quexie, but after a group of them died, there were still countless evil ghosts. Come on top. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*e" These evil ghosts should originally rely on Yi Du's true energy for support, but this place is already within the influence of Jiu Ming City's Six Paths of Life and Death Wheel, and they will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on their own, that is, It is said that Yidu consumes almost nothing.
Naturally, Yun Qing will not be captured without hesitation, and her magic formula has also been completed: "The devil breaks the wheel of delusion, calm down and realize the sin!"
Almost all the evil ghosts' movements froze in an instant, and the virtual image of the hell realm behind Yi Du suddenly became turbulent, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
Black flames rose under Yun Qing's feet, and she retreated a hundred meters in an instant. Her voice was melodious and gentle: "When you are commanding, use your Yin principles to call me Yama to stop your sins!"
As the curses were heard, the shadow of hell behind Yi Du changed from reality to emptiness, and finally dissipated like smoke.
Yi Du looked at her calmly: "It's only been three days since I got the inheritance that you can become the image of a silent sin-convict... Such a talent is truly formidable."
As he spoke, the heavy sword in his hand transformed into a giant black dragon, puffed out clouds and mist in the sky, and then galloped towards Yun Qing. Yun Qing's skin glowed with gold, and his body skills were raised to the extreme. He narrowly escaped by brushing against the rugged dragon scales. But this black dragon was as powerful as Yi Du's sword. Although it was powerful, it was not slow. It turned around and bit it very quickly. Yun Qing had no way to avoid it, so he had to raise his hand to hold its fangs, and his hand was fiercely struck. The black sword energy penetrated, the wounds were densely covered, and the entire arm and half of the body were soaked in blood.
At this time, Yun Qing's tone did not fluctuate at all. While supporting the churning black dragon, she gently recited the last mantra: "Listen to my words, calm down and confess your sins."
As soon as the eight characters fell, all the evil ghosts knelt on the ground and disappeared.
Yi Du didn't know that Yun Qing could not only become the image of the stillness and sin-conscience of Yama breaking the wheel of delusion, but also the image of the great pure light of the six-path lifeless wheel. She had only seen both of them sporadically, and her understanding was not very thorough. However, with the help of the Book of Heaven, it was not impossible to use them.
The two of them come from the same sect, and whether they make moves or receive moves, they are basically inseparable from this routine. Just as Yun Qing usually likes to be the first to lay the Pure Land of the Great Sun, Yi Du also tried to bring the hell realm into the human world after taking the initiative. However, Yun Qing quickly became a silent sinner, so he had to give up this idea.
Yama is the commander-in-chief of all ghosts. He judges crimes and orders, rewards good and punishes evil, which is exactly in harmony with the hell realm. The image of resting and knowing sins can calm the soul, clarify sins, calm the mind, and be extremely restrained against evil spirits. Come to think of it, Yi Du didn't know that she could use the Yama Breaking Wheel so quickly, so he chose to use the hell path with the least consumption to deal with her. In the first head-to-head confrontation, Yun Qing basically suppressed him except for a few wounds on his hands.
At this time, the hell realm was forcibly interrupted, and it would be more troublesome for Yi Du to convert other spells. Yun Qing used this time to quickly transform into a nine-headed snake, and the huge black flame snake held up the dragon for her. The two instantly twisted together, sand and rocks flew on the ground, and there were countless cracks. Black flames flashed under Yun Qing's feet and soared into the sky.
Yi Du followed closely behind, looking at her from a distance a hundred meters away.
"You've made a lot of progress in the past three days." Yi Du looked at half of her clothes that were stained red with blood mockingly.
Yun Qing bowed his head humbly and meekly and saluted: "That's ridiculous."
The way she looked now was almost incomparable with the way she looked not long ago when she was clamoring for his life.
Yi Du looked indifferent: "No amount of praise is too much for you. There are very few direct disciples in this world who can surpass you."
He said words of praise, but looked at Yun Qing as if he were looking at a dead person.
"This statement is wrong. Among the people I have met, Zhu Wuxia, Zong Wushen, Qingxuzi and others are far better than me, and Leshu, Song Liyou and Dongxuanzi are not inferior to me. Besides, in this world Far from just the direct disciples, there are also seniors from the Holy Land like Su Yaobai, hermits from the East China Sea who have lived for thousands of years, and even..." Yun Qing paused and suddenly chuckled.
She slowly said two words: "Saint."
A trace of fear flashed in Yi Du's eyes: "Wolf ambition."
"No, it's because I wish Hong Zhi to be strong." Yun Qing put gold on himself without blushing.
Yi Du had obviously rarely seen a person as shameless and very capable of putting on airs as Yun Qing. After being silent for a while, he reached out to recall the black epee, and then swung the sword out.
Yun Qing almost laughed again. He was obviously ready to hit someone with his sword if he couldn't explain it. At that moment, Yun Qing swung her sword to block without hesitation. This time, the Quexie in her hand turned into a real force. The blade was indestructible. After the sword was handed over, it made a clanging sound, which was quite harsh.
Yun Qing's strength was not as strong as Yi Du's, and he had no point of focus in mid-air, so he kept pushing him back: "If you catch me and go back this time, what punishment will Master have?"
"Do you care about this?" Yi Du's tone always had a cold sarcasm in it. The black flame on his sword kept up with the golden light on Yunqing's sword, flickering on and off.
Yun Qing's expression did not change at all. The golden light on her knife merged with the golden light on her skin. With the blessing of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, she instantly suppressed Hei Yan: "I'm just a little curious... How can a meticulous person like my master know? What do I do with it?"
"Would you believe it if I said that I would take back my inheritance, shatter my foundation, cast off the mortal world, and be reincarnated again?" Yi Du made a joke that didn't look like a joke at all. The blood-red cloak behind him danced in the wind, and the black flames It was gradually soaked with blood.
Yun Qing's whole body was surrounded by red lotus karma fire, but she still couldn't see any pain in her expression: "Isn't that how it should be?"
"He has been very busy recently, and he would not choose such a troublesome method." Yi Du shook his head and denied the previous statement, and said solemnly, "Just ask me to kill you."
"Oh, he thinks you can kill me?" The Great Sun Black Heavenly Wheel in Yun Qing's hand also started to get hot, and began to rotate at an extremely fine rate. She had been seriously injured on her wrist, and even the skin was broken when she turned like this. They all hurt.
Yi Du nodded: "I think so too."
Yun Qing laughed and said: "...you think too much."
The sun is dark, the rotation is delayed! The big sun and black wheel on Yun Qing's wrist swallowed up all the blood she shed, and the temperature on it was terrifyingly hot.
"The sun is black and the sky is changing!" Almost at the same time as Yun Qing launched this move, Yi Du also recited the mantra, and the two chose to use the same spell at the same time.
Chaos and darkness suddenly descended on the place where they were. This aura-destroying turbulence collided and merged, expanding to the sky above the entire southern wilderness. The sky seemed to be torn apart by invisible forces, the communication between the earth and the stars was forcibly cut off, and there was an indistinguishable scene between heaven and earth. The entire world seemed to have been pierced with countless holes by sharp knives, and everything fell into the abyss along these invisible holes, falling into an unknown place.
The surrounding monsters and demonic armies who had no time to dodge were either dragged into the void, or torn into minced meat by the chaotic power. Centered around the place where Yi Du and Yun Qing fought, there was no living thing except these two people.
Yun Qing experienced the feeling of this technique for the first time. To be honest, it was not painful, but it was much scarier than the pain. She could feel her body disappearing little by little, starting from the ends of her limbs, hands and feet, chest and abdomen, internal organs, and then maybe her head and heart cavity. This feeling is like being stuffed into a millstone, grinding it to powder bit by bit, and finally sinking into an unknown place.
Her consciousness was clear, and the book in her heart trembled slightly, forcibly separating the cause and effect on her body from this area. Immediately afterwards, as if re-enacting the process of her physical body disappearing, her hands and feet grew again, her internal organs were completely restored, and even the scars on her hands were exactly the same as before.
As long as the Book of Heaven exists, except for the saint who can forcibly tamper with cause and effect, nothing can kill her physically. The Saint will not attack anyone other than the Saint, so she has almost no fear of her life, but she must experience the feeling of death again and again.
Even if the Book of Heaven could tamper with this cause and effect and make the world accept the "fact" of her survival, she herself could not forget the feeling of being killed. And when Tianshu tries to repair the cause and effect, she may need to disappear, reborn, disappear, and be reborn many times until this cause and effect is completely integrated with the big world, without any incongruity.
Immortality, in a sense, also means dying countless times.
This feeling can cause those with weak minds to completely collapse, or be completely lost between life and death. Yun Qing only used the Book of Heaven to do this kind of thing twice. The first time was when she faced the Black Dragon King. At that time, the Book of Heaven activated itself and she almost didn't feel anything. But the second time was triggered by her, and the death process was frozen into one moment after another, or even countless moments. She experienced this feeling during the time that was infinitely stretched by the book. This kind of pain was really indescribable.
I don't know how long it took, but the chaos in the outside world finally stopped. Yun Qing felt that he had regained control of his body, and there was no part of his body that was not in pain.
She looked at the person lying not far away with an indifferent expression.
The man was wearing a complicated and gorgeous long skirt, with large phoenix flowers on the hem. The man's clothes were in pieces, and his exposed back looked extremely graceful. The body under his skirt has disappeared, and streams of blood gush out from under the skirt, moistening a large area of scorched earth. His face was obscured by long hair, but one could still see a different color from that of a woman.
"Jasmine is a sweet girl. She often tells you that she wants to change her hairpin flowers. Why don't you listen?"
Yun Qing stepped forward, bent her head, and gently closed the man's dull eyes. There are a few petals of white jasmine flowers scattered on the ground. Even if they are buried in the soil and stained with blood, they still look small, delicate, pure and lovely. The scent was impressive. Yun Qing never let down her guard. The moment she saw Yi Du, she could confirm his true identity.
"Qianbian...senior brother."
Thousands of changes and phenomena, all transformed into one mind, no one can recognize its true appearance.
In the Wuhuang Demon Realm, the Underworld Temple, covered by the slender fingers of the Demonic Saint, the ever-changing magic pattern has also come to an end.