Yun Qing drew the knife backhand, but found that Kun Wu was suppressed by Xu Wutong.
"Don't kill indiscriminately, break in and ask the demon saint to clarify." Xu Wutong in the picture scroll looked around, seeing black magic flames as far as he could see, and he stood in the center of the city, holding the piano.
It is still a lot of pressure for Yun Qing to deal with these monster disciples without a weapon and unable to use supernatural powers. Xu Wutong saw her intention the moment she withdrew the red lotus fire. But even so, he didn't dare to let Kunwu out of its sheath casually. As a sword spirit, he could understand the influence of this magic blade on xinxing better than anyone else. Yun Qing shouldn't touch this thing now.
But Yunqing didn't answer, she gave up on Kunwu, and turned into a black sun from her palm. Endless darkness surrounds her body. This darkness has the power to attract everything, causing people to sink to death and lose themselves.
"The big sun and the black sky wheel, without birth and without beginning!"
The big sun and black sky wheel imprint on Yun Qing's wrist twisted as if it came alive, the black gradually became vivid, and the snake shadows around the sun wheel swayed wildly, 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 instantly deprived of their minds. There was only darkness in front of them, and the Fang Cun Zhan in their hands fell to the ground with a "bang". The other three also stood on the spot like puppets. They were either attacking or struggling, and the expressions on their faces were still lifelike. All the envoys in white changed from extremely dynamic to extremely quiet in the instant just now, looking extremely strange.
It is as dark as ink, swallowing light and soul. In the big sun and black sky wheel, the black sky represents the attraction to all existing things, the knowledge of all existing things, this is a kind that can sink everything into a coma The color of ambiguity. And the big sun represents the eradication of darkness in the world and letting the light shine on all things. This is the supreme power that is not blocked by anything. Both are benevolent methods, but after being combined by the orthodoxy of the evil way, they become a dangerous and violent inheritance.
It is unstoppable, the darkness in which everything sinks.
Yun Qing held down the big sun and black sky wheel on her wrist, walked around a few people, and then quickly ran into the forest. She walked hastily and in a panic. After the big sun and black sky wheel on her wrist turned, all the skin and flesh were crushed. The place was bloody and bloody, and the bones could be seen even deeper.
The Great Sun Heitian Wheel can produce a total of three Dharma appearances. Among them, the Nine Pannas are more basic, similar to the incarnation outside the body of the Immortal Dao, and the golden body of the Buddha Dao, but they are not inferior to the two; It is a great supernatural power that directly attacks the soul, and it generally takes a long time to comprehend after entering the Tao. The last one is the image without birth and beginning, which is different from the nine-headed panna image and the red lotus karmic fire image. The image of birth without beginning is the image of righteousness, pointing directly to the true meaning of the Great Sun and Heitian.
Yun Qing has only recently begun to comprehend the phenomenon of no birth and no beginning, and has basically never been instructed by Qianyuan Mozun, so she is still very unfamiliar. Although the "reincarnation and delay" method that killed Hu Hanmei before was already a glimpse of the true meaning of Da Ri Hei Tian, at that time Yun Qing sacrificed a large amount of blood essence and blood, supplemented by an extremely precise formation, so it went relatively smoothly. This time, she didn't prepare anything and directly became the Faxiang, hurting the enemy one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred.
Even if those envoys in white were not dead, they could not be counted as alive, because their sanity had been completely destroyed.
If it hadn't been for the Six Paths of Lifeless Wheel and Yan Mo's Breaking Wheel from Mozun Qianyuan three days ago, it would have taken Yun Qing a hundred years to comprehend the phenomenon of no birth and no beginning with Yun Qing's aptitude. There are many similarities among the three rounds, and those seemingly obscure details are immediately answered under the combination of the three rounds. If there is more time, she can go further.
It's a pity she doesn't have time. The whole chaotic world is sliding towards the future quickly, and it never waits for anyone to catch up.
"... sorry." Xu Wutong said to her with some concern.
Just now the world is separated, and the aura is blocked, such as the nine-headed pan-boa elephant and the red lotus karmic fire elephant are difficult to operate. If Xu Wutong lets Yunqing use Kunwu, then she doesn't have to take a big risk to use a Yixiang who doesn't have a thorough comprehension at all to get out of trouble. Righteousness can only be used when comprehending its "Tao", or in other words, as long as one comprehends its "Tao".
"It's nothing." Yun Qing paused for a while, and seemed to try to calm her breath, "I asked you to come into the world to suppress Kunwu, and what you did is understandable."
Rather than being driven into obsession by Kunwu's hostility, she would rather use Wusheng Wuxiang and suffer some internal injuries.
"How is it now?" Xu Wutong felt that it was probably not very good, because the black flames around him were dimmed. He felt that Yunqing had overdrawn his life by using the red lotus karma to suppress himself in the past few days, and now forcing him to use the orthodox inheritance that has not been enlightened is simply digging his own grave.
Yun Qing couldn't move the hand with the big sun and black sky wheel, so she could only use the other hand to silently pinch the mirage formula: "It doesn't matter, I'm getting closer to Amon, I can feel the divine power 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. People are more brave and fearless when they are strong, but they tend to become more soft and bully when they are weak. It is instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They understand how to prevent themselves from being injured again. But Yun Qing does not have such a sense of self-protection. Her strength does not change because of her situation. It is not a bluff, but she is sure that she will not lose even in a desperate situation.
This kind of strength may not be as majestic and deadly as Zhu Wuxia's strength, but it is more permanent and firm than it. I don't know whether this kind of almost arrogant consciousness is good or bad for Yun Qing who is often in life and death crisis.
"It's okay, I won't die."
Among the thick shades and green shadows, Yun Qing's expression seemed quite comfortable. The surrounding greenery seemed to be echoing and comforting, and countless flowers and plants turned into streams of pure Yimu aura pouring into her body, which was the power from the ancient god Ming Jumang.
"Well, I see." Xu Wutong nodded seriously, he lifted his shirt, sat on the floor, bowed his head and played the piano, the lingering sound was lingering.
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There is a blue lake in the center of Shiwanda Mountain.
Surrounding this lake is not mud, but bones. These bones are piled up into long embankments, overlapping into rockery, paving the bottom of the lake, and surrounding the shore of the lake. They sink all the way into the quiet and clear water of the lake. There is a White Bone Pagoda in the middle of this borderless lake.
That is the Holy Land of the Yaozu, the place where thousands of monsters are buried, the place where they will be exiled forever, the Yaoque Pagoda.
The body of the pagoda is covered by the mist on the lake, and it is so shadowy that it is hard to see clearly. It is made of countless white bones, it goes down to the bottom of the lake, and goes up to the blue sky. The bones of monsters protrude irregularly in all directions, but the whole thing does not seem to be disobedient and is very harmonious. The first person who sees it will never think that it is made up of the corpses of many kinds of monsters. Like these 100,000 different peaks, it has become an independent huge whole.
Just standing in front of it has an uncontrollable sense of surrender surging from my heart. From when Bi Fang just broke its shell to becoming a big monster, no matter how many times it came, it was hard to get rid of this feeling—even if it died right away, there was nothing to regret.
None of the monster races with a hundred thousand mountains can escape the shackles of the Yaoque Pagoda.
Bi Fang hovered around the shore of the lake, the flames on his body kept flickering, and soon a small boat came slowly from the white mist.
The boatman was tall and strong, and looked honest and honest. He had a big green lotus leaf on his head, and he looked a little silly. Standing on the bow of the boat, his huge body is as light as a fish. He pushed to the bottom with one pole, and the boat stopped at Bi Fang'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, "liu girl, where did you pick this off?"
Bi Fang was not annoyed when Bi Fang called such a tall and thick man a chick, and smiled kindly: "Didn't you bring back Master Jumang a few days ago, he changed this. "
Bi Fang knew that little girl Liu never came out of this lake, and there was nothing in the lake except bones, so this lotus leaf was probably given by someone else.
"Has he recovered?" Bi Fang was a little surprised.
"No, but it looks really well-behaved..." Little girl Liu glanced at the White Bone Pagoda in the center of the lake, "I don't know how it used to live in other people's hands. The dignified ancient true god is actually similar to me."
Liu Xiaoniu is a monster who is served by Lord Saint, she is not very powerful, but in terms of loyalty, it is second to none in the entire Hundred Thousand Mountains. Even he has to admit that Gou Mang is well-behaved, I'm afraid that guy is really obedient and capable.
"How is Lord Saint?" Bi Fang flapped his wings and landed on the stern of the boat, his usual carefree voice was a little more disturbed.
"I still want to sleep now, but it will be better in winter." Liu Xiaoniu smiled gently, with a hint of happiness in her expression.
"Little girl..." Hearing what he said, Bi Fang felt a little downcast suddenly, "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 kind of expression do you have?" Liu Xiaoniu glanced back at it, freed her hand to grab its feathers, "I am willing to give everything for Lord Saint, just as she is willing to give everything for Yaozu , this is the glory of the ancestors."
When Bi Fang was pulled by him, he jumped up in pain and almost fell off the boat: "Tch, who's worried about you!"
"I know, you are worried about Mr. Saint." Little girl Liu nodded, "She is awake now, and you can just go see her."
"What is she doing?" Bi Fang asked sullenly.
"I'm taking care of Mr. Jumang." Liu Xiaoniu quickly supported the boat, he couldn't leave Mrs. Saint for a moment, and now he just came out for a while and couldn't wait to go back.
"Ah?" Bi Fang was suddenly unhappy, all the feathers on his body were burned, and the whole body turned into a ball of flames, "She didn't even take care of me when I first hatched! Now I don't know where a God just took care of it? I can’t take it anymore, she’s still sick, and she’ll just forget it if she dies!”
Little girl Liu stepped on its tail, not afraid of Bi Fanghuo's heat, he frowned and said: "How many years ago did you do that, don't speak ill of Lord Saint, she will recover one day got up."
Bi Fang's feathers drooped, and the color of the flame looked very gloomy: "I don't want to talk to her anymore."
It huddled into a ball on the boat. At this time, the boat had already docked, but it nestled on it and refused to get off.
"Why don't you talk to me?" A slightly surprised voice came from above Bi Fang's head.
Bi Fang raised his head abruptly.
The demon saint wore a long soft black dress. She looked very thin, and the skirt swayed into black waves against her pale skin. She looked to be in her thirties, with fine lines around her eyes. In all fairness, when the Yaozu abounds 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 morbidly pale, and the light blue blood vessels under the skin could even be seen. There is no decoration on her body, only the colorful fan and flower hairpin on her long hair. The flower patterns on the color fan are dense and dense, and the colors are vivid and vivid. Fifty silver pendants of different sizes are hung on the front and sides of the hairpin, which symbolizes continuous and long-term prosperity in Shiwanda Mountain.
If the beauty of Hu Hanmei is said to be murderous, then her beauty is full of vitality, just like this vicissitudes and deep mountain of one hundred thousand mountains, which embraces all things, nurtures all things, and radiates the light of motherhood all the time.
She is admirably beautiful.