The trembling feeling quickly disappeared. She was adapting to the new power in her body, and she was not sure what state she was in at this moment.
The old fox answered for her: "The fifth floor of Ziting."
Zhao Xiang'er was obviously a little disappointed, "It turns out there are only five floors."
The old fox said: "It's really not enough."
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him indifferently and said, "Then add another floor."
Her aura rose again, and the illusive shadow of the fire phoenix danced around her body. The girl took a step, and the cracks in the floor tiles under her feet spread rapidly outward like a spider web.
In the square in front of the palace, the two breaths collided. Where they met, the frantic air currents scattered like wind and residual clouds. The surrounding flags, sculptures, railings, and tiled buildings were torn off as easily as tearing paper.
In the violent turbulence, Zhao Xiang'er's figure moved like thunder. In half a breath, her slashing figure with a sword appeared in front of the old fox.
The old fox was already prepared. His figure loomed around her side and pointed at the gathering point of the sea of qi somewhere on her waist.
Zhao Xiang'er retaliated with his elbow and collided with the finger. At the same time, he raised his knee and kicked his leg. The calf was passed over like a blade, going straight to the vital point of his chest.
The old fox withdrew his hand and turned his fingers into claws. After turning his body to the side, he grabbed her ankle at a very fast speed and tried to crush her bones with force.
The girl jumped up directly and touched the ground with the tip of the sword to gain strength. The other foot also slashed like a knife. The old fox was forced to remove his grasping hand. The girl took advantage of the situation and jumped deftly in the air, landing lightly on the ground. , and jumped up like a cheetah, slashing away with a sword.
The old fox did not dare to take a hard hit, so he disappeared again and appeared behind her. Zhao Xiang'er seemed to have expected it. Before he appeared, he turned the tip of his sword and struck directly behind her with a backhand sword.
Behind him, the broken stone flying sword appeared. In the big pit on the ground, the old fox still did not choose to avoid the sword. Instead, he stepped on the sword. With a hard step, the sword bent and pressed down suddenly. Zhao Xiang'er withdrew for a moment. Without the sword, the old fox punched straight into the heart.
Zhao Xiang'er's other hand turned into a palm, and when the two touched each other, extremely strong energy burst out from their bones. The air around them was overwhelmed, and there was a crackling sound. Zhao Xiang'er used one arm to fight with both fists. , but there was no disadvantage. When the old fox's fist came again, the sword edge he stepped on suddenly burst into flames.
His body was forced to retreat, but the sword seemed to be stuck to the sole of his foot, and the flames followed him like a shadow.
Zhao Xianger's five fingers were like flowers. She first kneaded the formula and then made it into a fist. Within a few inches, countless bird-like shadows flew out from the tip of her fist, firmly locking the figure of the old fox.
The old fox pointed his finger in front of him, and where he dropped his finger, void vortices emerged one after another. The shadows of the birds flew into the vortex, and disappeared in an instant as if they were swallowed. However, the fists behind the little birds were Still came to the front.
There was a loud bang, and the two fists shook together. The old fox took a step back. Zhao Xiang'er's body shook, but she still stood on the spot. At the same time, the sword in her other hand struck out again, and the tip of the sword struck out again. The fireworks were like a long snake spitting out a message, and a faint line connected directly pointed at his throat.
The old fox stretched out his hand, just like he did on Qifeng Lake, wanting to grasp the sword's edge directly with his hand.
His hand did hold the edge of the sword, but only for a moment. The sword cut off his fingers and continued to pass through his throat. Zhao Xiang'er held the sword, twisted it, and then slashed across it. The sword energy was sharp, Just cut off the head of that body.
A ray of fireworks soared from the body, like a dense firefly, and escaped before the body exploded completely. It condensed into the form of a demon fox in the air, staring down at the girl on the ground who was brazenly drawing a sword.
This battle is not as open and close as the one against two on Qifeng Lake, but it is more dangerous.
Because on Qifeng Lake, there is a realm of suppression, and the old fox can do whatever he wants. But in the battle, unless there is a means of immobilization like a sword lock, it will be difficult to attack with long-distance spells when fighting in the same realm. To really distinguish between life and death when you hit an opponent, you need the most primitive close combat.
The old fox looked at the female body on the ground that was instantly burned to ashes by the sword fire, and a hint of fear flashed deep in his eyes.
Although he was more free to fight directly with his divine soul body, without the protection of the physical body, it was equivalent to the flesh and blood losing its skin, and the pain caused by any trauma was multiplied.
The girl's breath adjustment lasted only a moment. The wings behind her were bright, and with just a slight flutter, her body instantly rose up from the ground, level with the old fox.
The wings of the burning fireworks are like the wings of an angel, and the appearance of her black clothes is like an evil ghost condemned from hell. This strange combination forms a contradictory and mysterious beauty. At this moment, she does not look like a woman, but more like heaven. Incarnate Holy Spirit.
In the night sky, the two figures were like two rounds of fire floating relative to each other. After hovering strangely, they turned into two streams of light and collided with each other.
The night sky over the city was illuminated brightly at this moment.
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Ning Jiujiu walked out of the house and looked up under the eaves. The night sky in the palace was like a sea of fire.
Ning Xiaoling walked up to him, followed his gaze, and said sincerely: "It's so beautiful."
Ning Changjiu said: "There used to be a moon festival ceremony every four years in Guanzhong. When thousands of lanterns were launched into the sky together, it was probably a scene like this."
Ning Xiaoling didn't ask which temple it was. She leaned against the pillar, slid down slowly, then sat on the ground holding her knees, staring blankly at the night sky, and said: "The story about the little Taoist priest you told me last time, In fact, it’s your story, right?”
Ning was silent for a long time and nodded gently: "This is how I remember it."
Ning Xiaoling asked curiously: "You were killed by your master, and then you woke up in this body?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "After being killed by Master, I was trapped in an extremely desolate place. It took a long time in my memory before I woke up."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "Extremely desolate?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said seriously: "Well, I don't even think that it is a place in this world at all."
Ning Xiaoling asked curiously: "Is this the Yin Country you are talking about?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I don't know, I have never been in contact with Yin Country."
Ning Xiaoling asked: "Then who are you now?"
Ning Jiujiu replied: "I haven't figured it out yet, so I have stayed in this imperial city."
Ning Jiujiu asked, "Then who is the person talking to me now?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at him, unable to pretend to be innocent anymore, she asked calmly: "What do you think, senior brother?"
Ning Jiujiu did not answer directly, but just said: "When you went back that day, you pushed me into the courtyard and deliberately did not close the door of the courtyard. I don't know what means the old fox used, but Lu Marianjian will definitely come here as long as she enters the city. , It seems like a coincidence but it is inevitable. If I had not stopped you before, you should be in the palace now. If you were in the palace now, what would you do? "
Ning Xiaoling shook her head and said, "I don't know either, my brain doesn't obey my orders."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "When did it start?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "After I woke up... After I woke up that day, I found that there seemed to be something extra in my body, and then a voice talked to me, told me something, and asked me to keep it a secret. He said he would help me. Become a great practitioner.”
Ning Jiujiu said: "It must be the old fox."
Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "I didn't know it at the time, but I know it now."
Ning Jiujiu sighed: "He is actually lying to you."
Ning Xiaoling seemed to have expected it. She lowered her head and said, "Senior brother, you still have time to kill me now."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I can't blame you for this. It's just a coincidence."
Ning Xiaoling suddenly choked up and said, "If you don't kill me, don't regret it. I won't kill myself."
Ning Jiujiu leaned over, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "I will save you."
Ning Xiaoling's petite body trembled. She looked at Ning for a long time and said harshly: "Brother, you really don't know how strong he is. After a while, we will all die. Zhao Xiang'er, Lu Sister, senior brother...and me, no one can escape."
She closed her eyes, and the demon seed that had been planted in the deepest part of her heart throbbed violently. She felt that her consciousness was suddenly blurred, as if a distant existence was connecting her sea of qi, and then occupying her body. .
Ning Jiujiu rubbed her head.
The vague voice gradually receded like the ocean tide.
This scene actually happened many times in the past few days. Every time that voice sounded, Ning Jiujiu would always rub her head. This seemingly pampering behavior was actually temporarily exorcising the influence of the demonic seed for her.
He didn't say anything, and she didn't say anything either, so the two of them lived in unspoken agreement for so many days.
Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes and whispered thank you.
Ning looked at the night sky for a long time and said, "What else has that old fox said to you these days?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "What else can there be, just kidnapping a little girl? I actually don't believe it at all, but my life and death are in his hands. What else can I do but believe?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Then tell me a story about your childhood."
Ning Xiaoling looked up at the sky, shook her head and said, "It's too late, it's about to end."
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In the blue and white sedan, Lu Jiaoyue woke up slowly.
Her injuries were no longer serious, but the previous scene kept repeating in her mind.
The old fox pinched her neck and lifted her up in the air. The fear of the real death washed over her heart over and over again, and then came the figure running towards her with the sword. The figure became more and more intense in the heart of the sword. Shine brightly, like a pure light.
She once thought that it might be that mysterious and weird boy, but when she saw him, she found that they were dressed differently.
But the young man named Ning Changjiu saved himself once again.
"Be careful Ning Xiaoling..."
She took out the prescription again and turned it upside down to read it. The chill in her heart only increased.
She couldn't imagine that that cute and cute little girl could be so dangerous...
At this moment, recalling the scene of being alone with her in the house, her body began to feel cold again. She recalled all the details at this moment, and gradually realized that it was the old fox who planted the demon seed on the girl.
It stands to reason that only people of the same ancestry and origin can nourish demon species. Could it be that Na Ning Xiaoling is also a vixen
But she is obviously human...
Lu Marian couldn't understand how the old fox did it, but at this moment she was sure that there was an inseparable relationship between the little girl and the old fox.
In the previous battle with the old fox, the old fox's attack on her always happened to be at the point where she breathed out her sword breath and exchanged breath. This was definitely not a coincidence. It should be because Ning Xiaoling read the mental method he gave her. After the formula, he conveyed it to the old demon fox.
He almost ruined himself by accepting a disciple because of his cleverness.
She sighed, remembering her real purpose here, and smiled to herself.
I originally thought I would have an opportunity to break into the Purple Garden, but now my level has fallen instead of rising, and the clear and transparent heart of the sword has also been covered with dust.
She rolled up the curtain and walked out.
At this moment, she was the only person in the palace.
In the sky above the palace, seas of fire lit up and annihilated one after another, just like the thunder that flashed behind the clouds from time to time.
She withdrew her gaze and made up her mind not to take action again.
She must go back before the disaster really strikes. In the current situation, no one can save her except the sect leader.
As for Zhao Xiang'er, who was the culprit, she could only feel regret but no mercy.
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Above the sky, the battle did not become more and more intense, but was approaching its end at an extremely fast speed.
The old fox was at a disadvantage from beginning to end. His soul was hit by many swords, but none of them were fatally injured. The movement of the sword seemed to be full of dangers, but every time it was dangerous, it was not luck or coincidence, but He is showing weakness to his enemy.
In fact, the matter of showing weakness to the enemy started from the first battle on Qifeng Lake.
All the battles that took place in the imperial city today were just a show he put on in front of Zhao Xiang'er.
He wanted her to look down on him, and he wanted her to have the illusion that she could definitely kill him after leaving the city.
If he had wanted to, he would have probably killed Lu Jiaoyu directly on that long street.
"how do you feel?"
After the two figures separated, the old fox smiled and asked the girl opposite.
Zhao Xiang'er flapped the pair of fire wings and floated in the air. At this moment, her hand holding the sword was already a little unstable, and the suppression in the battle was getting weaker and weaker. After all, she was too young, even if she suddenly got the Purple Garden realm at this moment. She didn't know how to use her cultivation level.
The gap between the two is too big after all.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the old fox and said coldly: "The Suzaku Burning Fire Pestle is on me. If you want to take it, just kill me."
The old fox sighed and said, "Then I'll bid farewell to Your Highness."
He raised his hand, and a touch of chill suddenly condensed in the flames behind him. At the same time, around Zhao Xiang'er, ice-blue chill and blood-red fire also lit up at the same time, like two locks.
This is the barrier he created.
Those cold or hot elements had been hidden by Lao Hu in the previous battle. Now that they were activated, Zhao Xiang'er didn't even have time to react, so he had to be among them.
Zhao Xiang'er had an extremely strong sense of absurdity.
She felt that she had no weight at this moment, as if the air around her had been drained away. No matter how she flapped her wings, she could not create a wind that could propel her.
This is the barrier established by the old fox to imitate the laws of heaven and earth. Within that barrier are his own laws.
A virtual sword condensed in his palm. The old fox aimed at the girl's heart and was about to hand out the sword.
Just when the old fox felt that he was bound to win, or whether it was an illusion, he suddenly saw the girl who was supposed to be a trapped beast, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Zhao Xiang'er also raised the sword in his hand.
Now that she is in the barrier, her sword cannot cut through it in a short time. How can she break free and fight back
But it happened at this moment, this seemingly ordinary action, that gave the old fox a hint of death in his heart!
He didn't know if it was an illusion, that was the omen, which prevented him from throwing the virtual sword as quickly as possible. At the same moment, the sword in Zhao Xiang'er's hand flew out.
(Thanks to book friends Xia Ziyue, Zhao Xianger, Ning Changjiu, Qiankun Wanyu, and the world for their rewards! Thank you all for your support! I will give you more updates in the past few days! I will return it later. There is a chapter to thank everyone for their enthusiasm! Bow~)