Yun Qing appeared three feet away from her in the blink of an eye, just passing the direction of Han Hui's sword light. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
"Wuxia, it's not time for you and me to draw our swords against each other."
Zhu Wuxia's expression was solemn, the cold ashes in his hand were dull and dull, and infinite death will radiated from the sword: "The devil is free, he transforms into Lotte!"
At the same time that he came to the world in the form of the Great Freedom Heaven, a black sun suddenly rose in Yun Qing's hand. The brilliant flames covered the sky, and the pure land of the sun followed him and transformed into the Great Freedom Heaven. For a time, the sky and the earth lost color, the River of Forgetfulness stagnated, and the turbulent waterfalls turned into a sea of fire.
Zhu Wuxia stood with her sword in hand, her long hair flying, and she laughed loudly: "It's not your turn to tell me when to draw my sword!"
The Great Sun Pure Land and Hehua Lotte were in a stalemate for a while, Yun Qing remained motionless, and Zhu Wuxia was ready to go.
"What about the guidance of the Demon Saint?" Yun Qing's figure was submerged in the sea of fire, but his voice came through the sound of explosions. "He has never appeared to stop me so far. You should understand what he means."
Zhu Wuxia moved forward with her sword, crushing the void with every step she took. Behind her there was only a void so dark that no light could be seen: "I know he is calculating the chips, you are also calculating the chips, and so were the gods a hundred thousand years ago. But after so many years of working with Tiandao, you haven't even made any progress, which is really disappointing. If you can't do it, tell me earlier, and I can take your place!"
Yun Qing made a secret in his hand, and a huge thing rolled and squirmed in the sea of fire, and the body of the nine-headed snake condensed and took shape little by little. These nine-headed snakes are different from the previous virtual images. They are made of flesh and blood and are truly ancient monsters. The fishy smell spread with the fire, and the monster swam in the cover of the black flames, dancing in unison, heading towards Zhu Wuxia.
After hearing Zhu Wuxia's words, Yun Qing sighed with some regret: "The Demonic Sage must have been disappointed, what about the child he loves so deeply..."
Zhu Wuxia looked calm, Han Hui held up the gentle wind: "A million dead bones, thousands of miles of cold ashes!"
The gray sword body was gently blown by the gentle wind, and the outermost layer peeled off like an eggshell, and soft and fragile ashes scattered into the sky. The surroundings fell silent, and the soft sound of falling snow was particularly obvious. After a while, the water surface began to be covered with ashes. These ashes are permeated with the silent will of death, making the people inside them feel that there is no hope for life, and the desire to die unknowingly invades the soul. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
"I respect the Lord Saint, but this does not mean that I have to sacrifice my life for every decision he makes. Wuxia's life is in the Wuwu Demon Realm, just like Huangquan a hundred thousand years ago. During his lifetime, the orthodoxy of the Demonic Way prospered. After death, it will turn into a stream of forgetfulness and endless memories." Zhu Wuxia's shoulders were covered with gray embers. She took a deep look at Yun Qing and said, "I wonder if you, now firmly in the underworld, have such an awareness. ?”
Yun Qing's figure was still blurry, and she mocked: "Now that I'm done with the trouble, I'm starting to think about things after death. Should I call you noble... or arrogant?"
The sword techniques in Zhu Wuxia's hands are endless, and her alter ego, the Great Freedom Heaven, is at loggerheads with the Great Sun Pure Land. However, if she cannot completely break through the Great Sun Pure Land, then she will not be able to reach the underworld hidden in it. The Pure Land of the Great Sun is not without flaws. Zhu Wuxia has covered it with thousands of miles of cold ashes. Sooner or later, it will not be able to hold on.
Both of them are in the same way, and the inheritance they learn is very similar. They can only grind it out slowly until one of them makes a mistake.
"You dare not answer." Zhu Wuxia looked solemn and his eyes were cold, "This is why I am dissatisfied with you. No matter what the saint thinks, he always cares about this Taoism. What about you?"
Yun Qing sighed slightly: "Whatever you say, the Demon Saint has his own reasons for leaving this matter to me. If you follow the trend, you can escape unscathed. He will not ask you to be with this sect." Survival or death.”
The Great Sun Pure Land she was in was severely suppressed by the cold ashes. Now he transformed into Lotte and had pushed the Great Sun Black Pure Land into the narrow gap, leaving almost no breathing space. But the black sun still hangs high in the sky, and under the black light, every inch of land is impregnable.
"You are always like this." Zhu Wuxia suddenly laughed. He didn't know why the laughter sounded a little sad, "You don't explain anything, you do everything arbitrarily, and you think you are justified in everything."
Yun Qing said calmly: "That's the truth. There is no need to explain. Every move has its own reason. Now, by telling the inside story openly, doesn't it reveal all the chess moves?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the sun disk in the sky glowed with a strange light, and nine snakes circled upwards, tightly fitting with the sun disk. The black scorching sun merged with the nine-headed snakes, and a snake-head-like flame appeared on the edge of the scorching sun. This flame swayed and twisted like a living creature, swallowing up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and firmly imprinting the devil's breath into the big world.
Zhu Wuxia felt something change in the Pure Land of the Sun, and the cold ashes in his hand disappeared in an instant. The thin long sword was hidden among thousands of flying ashes, and every ray of sword light was dim and no trace could be found. .
"you… "
Yun Qing took out a simple and exquisite ancient mirror from his sleeve. The edge of the mirror was made of finely polished monster bones. The mirror in the middle was smooth and cold, exuding an obscure and deep aura. She turned the mirror over and turned it towards herself. Aman in the mirror grinned at her.
"You see, the Demon Saint is always willing to give you a chance."
Yun Qing threw the mirror into the air, and her figure disappeared like the moon broken in the water. The majestic god with wings on his back instantly appeared where she was standing.
Zhu Wuxia felt a little nervous because at that moment, she didn't notice Yun Qing leaving at all. Yun Qing is already very proficient in the use of twins. Amang has the same aura as hers. If Amang appears in a completely overlapping position at the same time as she disappears, it will be difficult for Zhu Wuxia to detect it. Zhu Wuxia also saw Yun Qing's purpose at this time. She did not intend to fight with her head-on, so she directly fixed the Great Sun Pure Land firmly in the big world, and replaced herself with Amang to escape.
She restrained her cold gray sword and was about to chase Yun Qing where she disappeared, but at this moment Amang let out a deafening roar.
Invisible fluctuations spread around him, and the obscure path approached Zhu Wuxia dangerously. This forced Zhu Wuxia to turn around and deal with it. At this time, Lieyan had all been absorbed into the black sun in the sky, and the situation in the Pure Land of the Great Sun could be seen more clearly.
Amang was almost out of human form at this time, his face was covered with fine green feathers, his eyes were filled with the color of evergreen vegetation, and his throat was humming like a bird's voice. His legs lifted off the ground and turned into claws, and his arms turned into wide and strong wings. Every time he flapped his wings, trees rose from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, there was a dense forest near him.
Zhu Wuxia noticed that thin vines grew out from behind his ears. The vines were coiled and connected to the entire dense forest. He and these trees were integrated without any flaws.
“Oriental Jumang…”
The wood god who is said to be in charge of tree growth mostly appears in spring.
Zhu Wuxia's understanding of this kind of god was really limited. She concentrated on feeling the atmosphere around her, but it was still obscure. Yes, since the gods lost their ways, their power has disappeared from this world. When things that should not exist reappear, Heaven cannot explain the rules contained therein. Even if there is no way to explain the way of heaven, then it will be even more difficult for practitioners who use the Tao seeds to understand the way of heaven to touch upon the truth.
Jumang's expression was peaceful and his arms were spread wide. Zhu Wuxia saw branches gradually growing from his fingertips, and the branches drooped and turned into towering trees. These dense forests are completely connected, and every tree is connected to Jumang's body. She is trapped in it, with no access in all directions.
Spring flows in Jumang's blood, buds sprout with every beat of the heart, and hibiscus trees grow with every breath.
This is the power of God, which is completely different from the current ascetics chanting mantras and formulas. They themselves are part of the rules.
Zhu Wuxia took a deep breath, and the cold gray light completely disappeared, as inconspicuous as a poker, and the gray lifeless energy escaped into the dense forest that trapped her. She understood why Yun Qing trapped her here. As she said before leaving, the devil saint would never bear her death.
She is the most powerful chess piece in Wuwu Demon Realm, and the Demon Saint is willing to give her this privilege even if the whole family is slaughtered.
Zhu Wuxia didn't know why the saints always had such inexplicable confidence, as if everyone was happy to accept what they gave.
"Lord Saint!" She called out from the bottom of her heart, but the Saint who had always been connected to her heart did not respond.
The cold ash moved forward inch by inch, and the dense forest was broken open, but denser trees rose up in the blink of an eye.
"Lord Saint!" She shouted again in a deep voice, "You can hear me, right?"
Ju Mang seemed to be asleep, his expression was more peaceful than usual, and there was a divinity that he had never seen before on his silly face. The growth rate of the dense forest is terrifyingly fast, as if the spring that has been silent for a hundred thousand years has burst out at this moment.
Zhu Wuxia almost numbly waved the long sword in her hand, slashing at the endless trees again and again. She shouted: "Sir! I don't have time to ask for a way to survive, I just want an explanation! Why are our compatriots who have lived for a hundred thousand years, but now they are... Do you want to fight? Why did you promise to protect this orthodoxy, but let us kill each other!?"
Outside this lush forest, Yun Qing's big sun and black sky demonic flames covered every inch of the land of the Demon Sect of Destruction, and the scorched earth and corpses covered this loyal and powerful sect.
She stood in the air, overlooking the messy land, and sighed: "This is the sorrow of a saint."