Above the Clouds

Chapter 180

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Kunwu turned into a hanging needle in Yun Qing's hand, and the blade was like a bird swimming by, breaking when it touched the blade. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』

She came out of the birthless black magic flame, perfectly avoiding the detection of Han Sheng's infinite sword intent. Because the magic flame swept everything into the void and swallowed everything, the entire Pure Land of the Sun was only around it. There is no sword light covering it.

She raised Kunwu with one hand, and quickly made a seal with the other hand: "Hanging Jian and slashing the sky!"

In this form, Kunwu's sharpness is stronger than true strength, and the blade is light and thin, passing through the air like a bird flapping its wings without leaving any trace. Even Han Sheng didn't notice it until it was close at hand, and by this time he couldn't dodge it.

The extremely thin blade slashed across his head and all the way to his breastplate. In one blow, most of his face was cut off. Han Sheng's entire face was covered in bones and blood. The blade was too sharp, and Han Sheng's vision was covered by blood before he could feel any pain. However, when he reached this state, he moved the sword with his heart, and there was no need to look at things with his eyes. With a sudden movement of his heart, countless sword energy condensed in the air, swept out, and went straight towards Yun Qing.

The sword light was filled with blood, and the determination to fight to the death was obvious.

The black sky of the Great Sun Pure Land was infiltrated with blood red, blood rain fell from the sky, the wind and fire were tainted with a fishy smell, and a warm and crazy aura spread in the Demon Realm. Yun Qing felt that Han Sheng was starting to fight for his life, so he didn't resist and just turned around to avoid it. She has thousands of years of accumulation behind Han Sheng, and is still a small level away from him, so it would be unwise to confront him head-on.

Besides, there is no need for her to fight against people who are risking their lives. People who fight with the will to die will usually not be able to win. She only needs to wait for this will to die to turn into despair, and then do it again. Break.

How could Han Sheng just let her hide away like this? He directly raised his hand and summoned seven or forty-nine identical long swords, combining them into a sword formation. The sword array uses seven swords to correspond to the Beidou star positions, and each star position is surrounded by seven identical swords. Because the true energy comes from one person, the forty-nine swords are like one body, and their aura is majestic and mighty. Yun Qing's chest felt tight, and she was directly hit by the sword force into the black flames of the Pure Land of the Great Sun. She quickly stood up and looked towards Han Sheng. The sword light that was still afraid of fire just now was able to break through the shackles of the flames. The sword force was getting closer and closer, and it was in front of Yun Qing in the blink of an eye.

Yun Qing did not dodge, but pointed the Xuan Jian at herself with her backhand. Demonic patterns were faintly visible on the blade, and her expression was as calm as an abyss.

The benefit of Han Sheng's long training time is now revealed. Even in a demonic realm like the Great Sun Pure Land, he can still achieve such powerful Taoist skills with his own true energy. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*" The reason why Yun Qing was able to detour with him for so long was because she had the Great Sun Pure Land to continuously extract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turn it into demonic energy. Her own true energy was not enough. So expensive.

Yun Qing had never seen this Seven-Star Sword Formation in the hands of a Mo Ling disciple. She was not good at the formation herself, so she was unable to guard against it for a while. Han Sheng was in the center of the sword formation, his long white beard wetted by blood. His black armor battle robe left a deep scratch. Just now, Yun Qing failed to break through his battle armor with his demonic energy. The soaring sword energy blasted open the Pure Land of the Sun from the inside out, and the storm outside rushed in. Yun Qing's whole body was blazing with flames, and the rain turned into white mist.

Han Sheng's hair was disheveled, his aura was surging, his shirt was flying, and his whole person was immersed in madness: "By practicing this way... Is the Demon Lord really willing to fall into the netherworld forever?"

Yun Qing closed her eyes and lowered her head, and smiled softly: "Under the Nine Netherworld is the underworld."

Han Sheng suddenly trembled after hearing these words. The sword energy on his body spurted out like lava. His whole body was like a water tank with countless holes poked out. The source of life surged crazily with endless power. Towards Yun Qing. There was a thunderous sound between heaven and earth, purple lightning illuminated the entire dark sky, and then the sword energy on his body erupted into a dazzling light that shot straight into the sky. This ray of light directly broke through the dark clouds in the sky, and the sunlight seeped out from the cracks in the clouds, reflecting with this ray of light, as if there were two suns in the sky!

The sun shines with the sword, the bloody wind and the rain, the crazy sword intention rushes towards Yun Qing.

Yun Qing stood in the air, her expression still peaceful and quiet, her sleeves were wide and full of wind, her white clothes were beautiful, and her smile was gentle.

The sword light surged up from below and first came into contact with her bare feet. The bones and flesh were separated, the blood was withered, and the flying clothes turned into gray embers. She was facing Han Sheng, her eyes never opened, but Han Sheng could feel that she was really looking at him, and he could even imagine her eyes without pupils. At Han Sheng's level and age, there were very few things that scared him, but this feeling of being watched really made his hair stand on end.

Han Sheng's scalp was numb as he watched the sword light crushing her bit by bit starting from the feet, but he soon discovered something was wrong.

"The meat you eat will make me live forever, and my body will live forever..."

A soft sigh accompanied the wind and rain. When the sword light crushed her knees, Han Sheng also lost his support and fell to the ground. The part below his knees suddenly disappeared, and the wounds were exactly the same as Yun Qing's. He wailed and fell from the sky. Seventy-seven forty-nine long swords fell by half in an instant, and the light was no longer the same as before. At this time, Yun Qing's pressure had been reduced a lot. She took a look at the situation on the field. The swordsman took Hu Hanmei and hid away. Long Huai was a little exhausted, but the sword spirit had been almost cleaned up.

Her legs were crushed by the sword light from the knee down, and she felt a little uncomfortable standing in thin air. She waved her hand and summoned countless nine-headed snakes. Countless snake mouths bit at Han Sheng, who had a broken leg and Arrancar, and devoured him in just a few strokes.

"Years ago, I told Demon Lord Wuxia that if she has a son, all the demonic realms will flourish..." Han Sheng's last bit of soul roared, "Now I want to say the same thing to you! If she has a son, all the realms of demons will flourish..." !”

"Thank you for your kind words."

Yun Qing answered calmly and frankly, then waved his sleeves into the wind, turning Han Sheng's corpse into ashes and scattering them. She took out the Jumang Gujing from her arms, pinched it and released Amang. Unexpectedly, the man's eyes were filled with tears, and when he opened his mouth, he let out an earth-shattering cry. He reached out to touch the ferocious fracture on Yun Qing's leg, but quickly took his hand back in fear, as if he was afraid of damaging her.

"Why are you crying..." Yun Qing patted his head gently, suddenly remembering the memories she had almost left behind a long time ago.

Yun Qing, who had just woken up from a coma more than 20 years ago, killed a hundred thousand white-clad mountain envoys, and then forced Fang Cunzhan to flee thousands of miles. At that time, she was blinded and unconscious due to the backlash of the Heavenly Book. Amang carried her and ran all the way, crying and shouting in that uninhabited wilderness, and even wanted to break open the wall of Jiu Ming City. Later, she was saved by a mortal military doctor, who also died in the Jiu Ming Rebellion caused by her.

She had herself at that time, and she only has herself now.

Aman knelt in front of her, crying like a child, his voice making the clouds in the sky tremble. Jian Chen followed the sound and looked over, but the place where Yun Qing was was covered in black flames, and he couldn't see what was going on, so he had to obey Yun Qing's orders to look after Hu Hanmei.

"What's there to cry about?" Yun Qing wiped his tears for him, but ended up with snot on her hands. She looked at Amang dumbfounded, "It's because I don't cry, laugh, feel sad or happy, so this part is made by Are you here to take the responsibility?"

Aman still cried, crying heartbreakingly.

"Okay, there are still some tough battles to be fought." She wiped the snot on Amang's body, and Amang roared and picked her up on his shoulders, holding her steady.

Only then did Jian Chen clearly see the situation at Yun Qing's feet, and his vision went dark and he almost fainted.

"Hurry up! Go to the northern formation and break the formation!" Yun Qing said loudly, while Long Huai wandered around her, the dragon roaring mournfully.

"What's wrong with your legs?" Hu Han asked with a frown. Physical imperfection is a fatal flaw for a monk. She felt that it was already miserable enough for Yun Qing to not be able to see his eyes. Now he has crossed a realm and killed Han Sheng, an old senior from thousands of years ago. It was so brutal.

Yun Qing smiled at her, but there was not much pain in his expression: "It doesn't matter, it's just the last few steps of Yama's holy body... I will devour that body after I finish walking, and it will naturally get better by then."

Hu Hanmei became interested when she heard that it was part of her practice: "The devil's path is really... bloody."

"There are few good methods in the devil's way, and besides, the power of the Yama Holy Body naturally requires something to be paid." Yun Qing said calmly.

"What did you just become?" Hu Hanmei has also worked hard on the Yellow Emperor's inheritance recently, so it is not surprising to hear her curse.

Yun Qing nodded: "It's still far from immortality. It's just the price of a pair of legs, which is far from enough."

"How many incarnations are there in the Holy Body of Yama? I always feel that it is a little different from the golden body of Buddhism and Taoism and the three pure incarnations of immortality..." Although Hu Hanmei is a heavenly demon, the retreat of the devil into the realm of the devil was a hundred thousand years ago. So she doesn't know much about these things.

"Thousands of years, thousands of tribulations, thousands of transformations, and myriads of differences. Each one must be tempered slowly. When the holy body of Yama is approaching perfection, the ancient soul of Yama will be introduced into the body..." Yun Qing explained carefully, for her Hu Hanmei can be regarded as an important chess piece of the Demon Saint. Of course, it is better to teach him a little.

"The soul has entered the body?" Hu Hanmei asked in shock, "Where did the soul come from?"

"This body." Yun Qing smiled, "The Demonic Saint once taught me how to return Dao to heaven. Now I think about the last few steps of the Yama Saint's body, which can be regarded as the reversal of this process. The giant Yan Mo was rebuilt, and then... "

Hu Hanmei didn't expect that the devil had such an evil body-refining method. She looked at Yun Qing's severed feet and murmured: "Then... eat them..."

Yun Qing smiled but didn't answer.

She looked up at the formation platform facing the sea in the north. Although this formation platform was fully formed, the sword spirits in the formation were rarer than the previous one to the west. It seems that Moling's formation is from south to north and from east to west. If he guessed correctly, the Fire Phoenix should also be in this direction, but now he didn't notice the aura of the Phoenix Divine Fire at all.

Maybe she went further afield...

Yun Qing looked at the sea intently. The place facing here across the sea was the gate to the Divine Vein.