Long Shen seemed to be unable to hold on to it, the sword light in his hand suddenly dimmed, the demonic energy saw the gap, and immediately jumped into the sword light without any explanation, and followed the sword body quickly upward, wrapping around his wrist, arm, shoulder, neck, until the whole body. Everyone was surrounded by darkness.
Cheng Yuan laughed wildly, waved his arms, and all the demonic pressure gathered in an instant, desperately devouring this rare prey, the shadow behind Cheng Yuan also swelled, and his face became clearer and clearer.
Just when Cheng Yuan was in his grasp, he saw a sudden white awn in the black air. Although there was only a little light, the brightness was almost comparable to the stars, so dazzling and dazzling that he couldn't look directly.
Cheng Yuan couldn't help blinking.
In the blink of an eye, the white light soared rapidly, spreading from one point to one piece, breaking through the vast and rich demonic energy, and swiping at Cheng Yuan!
Cheng Yuan only felt that the murderous aura was coming towards him, surging like a sea, making it irresistible, and couldn't help but take a step back.
However, wherever the white light went, the demonic energy had been smashed into pieces and turned into dust!
In half a second, Cheng Yuan didn't have time to react at all. He suddenly understood that Long Shen's performance just now was a sign of weakness, and he was actually deceived!
This thought just came to his mind, the white light had already reached his eyes, Cheng Yuan only felt a pain in his body, and as far as he could see, he watched as his body was chopped into flesh and blood by the white light, and flew into the air together with the demonic energy.
Long Shen is too powerful, it turns out that he is still not his opponent!
At the last moment of his life, he thought so, and then his eyes went black, and all consciousness disappeared.
His soul had long been swallowed and merged by the demonic energy, and now the demonic energy has been completely swept away in the white light, and everything has returned to its original point.
However, Long Shen has not stopped.
Crossing the ruins of time confusion, using the magic breath created by the enemy just to confuse him, the sword light broke through the limitations of space, from here to there, from this time to that time, like the king of beasts roaring, borrowing a place to live. The demonic energy in the dark corner was begging for mercy, shivering, but the powerful coercion did not stop for anyone. It fluttered its gorgeous and bright tail feathers across the starry sky, annihilated the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and rushed towards the ultimate initiator of darkness!
At the end of the void, the old man in the room suddenly opened his eyes, and a white light suddenly appeared, piercing from the center of his eyebrows, and the radiance instantly burst out, pushing all the darkness out of the realm, the shadows were ashamed of themselves, and the messy demonic energy wailed and wept. , as if the end had come.
The old man's face was hideous, and he forced Baimang out inch by inch.
"Long Shen!"
He shouted loudly, the demonic energy around his body soared, and the white light bounced back fiercely!
Long Shen on the space-time side took two steps back.
But the white light turned into flames in an instant, and the moment it retreated, it exploded, wrapping the old man into it, like a red lotus karmic fire, burning all the evil in the world.
"My avatar!"
The wailing sound penetrated from the other side of the void, and the reverberation lingered in this room, echoing repeatedly.
Where Cheng Yuan was standing, there was only a pile of ashes left.
Those souls who had been killed by him were also wiped out with him, leaving no trace.
For them, however, it was actually a relief.
…
Mingxian is incarnated as a qin, and his weapon is also a qin string. His silk string is comparable to a blade, and cutting a head is like cutting a leek. Last time, he was only used to bind the winter solstice. The method used to deal with Tang Jing was really ruthless and ruthless, leaving no room for him.
The silk string pierced through the air like a sharp arrow and shot at Tang Jing's eyebrows. Tang Jing dodged to avoid it, his hand started to fall, and the silk string was broken instantly, but the next moment, two more silk strings arrived in the blink of an eye, and shot at him from left to right. On the shoulders, Tang Jing raised his hands, cut the silk string, and his body jumped up. Dapeng flew towards Ming Xian like spreading his wings, and the knife in his hand slashed at the opponent with the golden light in his hand, but he almost nodded his head and only cut off a few strands of hair lightly. .
Almost at the same time, the silk string penetrated his shoulder blade and quickly pulled back, bringing out a string of blood beads.
Tang Jing frowned in pain.
"This is your true strength? Tangtang, you have disappointed me too much."
Mingxian used the most tender tone and said the most heartless words: "If you show mercy to me again, you will be dead."
The voice fell, and several silk strings shot from all directions, sealing Tang Jing's room to fight back and the escape route. Ming Xian showed no mercy, and attacked Tang Jing's vital points with every move.
Tang Jing's brows sank, and instead of retreating, he advanced, his body was erratic, and he passed through the silk string array and took Mingxian's neck.
Mingxian didn't expect that when Tang Jing was really serious, his attack would be useless to him, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, withdrawing Silk Xian, dodging back.
However, the opponent's speed was too fast, and Tang Jing's hand was already on his neck just as he moved.
Immediately, there was a sharp pain in his neck, Ming Xian flew backwards, Tang Jing's five claws landed on his shoulder, and he tore off the shirt and the flesh under his shoulder.
The blood quickly dyed the red and white shirt, and the shoulders were wet, Ming Xian laughed instead of angry, and simply didn't need the silk string.
Although they are empty-handed, these two are completely at the level of humanoid killing weapons.
Mingxian was slightly inattentive, and several bloodstains were scratched under his ribs.
Of course, Tang Jing didn't get much better. One of his arms was kicked by Ming Xian, and he was no longer able to use it. It was probably broken.
He turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, flew his legs and kicked Mingxian's chest and abdomen, Mingxian dodged back, reached out and grabbed his ankle, the other hand patted his chest, Tang Jing twisted through the tree to break free, Mingxian's palm failed and slapped the dead tree behind him.
With a bang, the dead tree was broken and bent, shattered into powder in mid-air, and scattered.
If Tang Jing's reaction was slower, he would be like that dead tree at this moment.
He believed that Mingxian was really going to kill himself.
The two were murderous, but with an indescribable sense of beauty, as if they were not in a life-and-death confrontation, but were just exercising.
However, only when you are in the middle can you feel the air currents circling around with the two at the center. Wherever they go, the half-person-high weeds are cut off at the same root, as if they have been cut by a sharp blade, and they are strangely neat.
The love and sweetness between the bed and the bed was gone. Today, Tang Jing and Ming Xian are enemies of the two camps. They have no possibility of compromise and reconciliation. Never show mercy to each other.
Not to mention they haven't.
Tang Jing knew that Mingxian's stupid white sweetness in front of him was all fake. The real Mingxian was the poisonous rose that killed people without blinking.
At the moment of life and death, Tang Jing couldn't help thinking, if they didn't have their own ghosts, they had no purpose to meet each other. If they went back in time and got to know each other in a different way, would there be a different result.
But time does not turn back, everything is moving forward on the established track.
Mingxian's shots were sharp, all of them aimed at Tang Jing's vital points, blood splashed on his cheeks, which made his originally beautiful facial features a bit more bewitching, like the reincarnation of Shura. In his eyes, Tang Jing was no longer a living person, but a dead thing that was about to wither.
They are both skilled and talented, and they understand each other's weaknesses better. They are far stronger than ordinary people, but they are not invincible. Tang Jing is transformed by a mirror, and gold and stone are the body. The characteristics of people, the internal organs, the head, the neck, these are the deadly places.
A starless night.
Inside the house, Long Shen is going through the process of fate, and he is fighting against Otowa Hatohiko, who is thousands of miles away.
Outside the house, wherever Mingxian and Tang Jing went, weeds were flying, and they were swept up in the air by the cyclone, whirling wildly, again and again.
The wind danced wildly, dark clouds covered the top, and the street lights not far away flickered a few times, one after another, announcing the end of life.
Once Tang Jing left no room for anything, even Mingxian began to feel very tired. He punched a few times in the chest. It is estimated that two ribs may have been broken, and there were internal injuries to the internal organs, but these places are not the most deadly, the most deadly are He was kicked by Tang Jing in the temple just now. With this kind of force, an ordinary person would have died a long time ago, but Ming Xian could still jump up, ignoring the feeling of dizziness, and continued to attack Tang Jing like a storm.
Tang Jing didn't get much better either. One of his arms was dislocated and broken, but he continued to fight with Mingxian in an awkward posture. His neck was once on the bed, and when the two of them were rolling over clouds and rain, Mingxian held the place where he could breathe. , was also torn off a large piece of flesh, and even exposed the bones below, covered in blood, and his clothes were no longer in shape, no less embarrassed than Mingxian.
But his one hand is comparable to a sword. If he doesn't go out, he will cut gold and jade, and the ground has been split into countless openings. The ground around them is in a mess and not intact.
But this fierce battle will eventually come to an end.
Mingxian's long legs flew up and hit Tang Jing's waist and abdomen. Tang Jing spit out a mouthful of blood instantly, rolled over and fell to the ground.
However, just a second ago, his five fingers also inserted into Mingxian's chest, leaving five blood holes.
Mingxian not only didn't stop for a moment, but instead flew up when Tang Jing landed, with all the silk strings in his hands, pointing directly at the opponent's head.
The transparent and colorless silk string was cut off by a golden light halfway, and Mingxian had not had time to react. The golden light was already in front of him. He only felt a throbbing pain in his chest, and the sweetness came up in his throat, and he couldn't help but want to spit the sweetness out.
The soil around him was stained with blood, flowing along the veins of the ground, deep into the roots of the weeds, and the bright string touched his heart, where a big hole was broken. Lying on the ground breathing weakly.
When he just transformed, he thought he would not die, but it turned out that he was wrong. It turned out that he would also suffer, and would be on the verge of death due to excessive blood loss and severe injuries.
There was a large area of darkness in front of him. Blood flowed from his forehead and slid across the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision, but Mingxian didn't have the strength to wipe it.
A figure seemed to stagger towards him, Mingxian had completely lost his strength and fighting spirit, and did not want to move.
He heard that human beings always flash the most profound scenes in their lives before they die, but Mingxian found that his mind was blank now, and he didn't think of anything. Instead, it would be nice to lie down quietly like this a feeling of.
It's a bit like he hasn't yet cultivated himself. As a piano, he stays in a place quietly, no one disturbs him, and allows the leisure and comfort of the fleeting time.
He couldn't help but sighed softly, not sad, but relieved.
Holding the back of his head with one hand, Ming Xian could no longer see it, but he still smiled slightly at the other side.
"I'm dead, will you be sad?"
"Yes." He heard Tang Jing reply.
"Because I'm your kind?" Mingxian asked again.
Tang Jing swallowed the churning blood in his throat, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes for the other party: "No, because I found out that I seem to like you a little bit."
Ming Xian laughed: "You said this sentence last time in the park. Has Mr. Tang lost his memory?"
Tang Jing: "My liking is a little deeper than that time."
Mingxian: "Only a little bit?"
Tang Jing: "More than a little bit."
Mingxian smiled.
"one thing."
He couldn't see anyway, so he simply closed his eyes to save some energy.
"The stone tablet is actually a part of the ancient town's magic formation. It suppressed the great demons of the ancient times. Its power is far above all monsters. Once the formation is broken and the great demon is resurrected, it will reverse the yin and yang, overturn the river and the sea, and the star sequence will be chaotic. , bringing disaster to the whole world. Regarding that formation, the Tang envoys were sent back to China, and they also took away some of the files that recorded the matter. Later, after the change of dynasties in China, most of the classics were destroyed and lost, but no matter how wars and chaos in Japan, the royal family will always be forever. Therefore, those ancient books that were treasured in the imperial palace were preserved. Otoyu did everything possible to send people to China to destroy the stele, which also originated from this.”
Mingxian said lightly and whispered softly, if it wasn't for the situation of the two being out of place, he would be more like telling an allusion or legend to the students in the classroom.
In fact, there have been many speculations about this matter within the Special Administration Bureau, and it is roughly the same as what Ming Xian said, but Tang Jing did not interrupt the other party, but just held him in his arms and listened to the other party quietly.
Mingxian said: "I know, you are also looking for the stone tablet now, and you are racing against time with the people of Yinyu, but you are going in the wrong direction."
He coughed a few times, and the blood dripped from his mouth. Tang Jing raised him a little higher, so that the other party could be more comfortable, and tried to inject his own vitality into Mingxian to save the other party's life, but Mingxian stopped him. Actions.
Tang Jing's actions didn't help, and Mingxian didn't need it either.
He said slowly: "The stone tablet is on the dragon vein."
Tang Jing was slightly shocked.
The dragon veins are not specially designed to produce the emperor's feng shui. The vast land of China is boundless, with mountains and rivers everywhere, and there are naturally countless dragon veins that can collect wind and gather water. For example, Kunlun Mountain has been considered by all feng shui masters from ancient times to the present as the ancestor of Wanshan and the source of dragon veins. .
In addition to Kunlun Mountain, there are various branches of dragon veins, large and small. It is recognized that the ancient capital of ten dynasties is also where dragon veins are located. Changbai Mountain is also the dragon vein in the northeast, and Helan Mountain is also a small dragon vein. There was a Western Xia Dynasty.
Mingxian said: "Not all dragon veins will have stone tablets. I heard Yinyu said that there are only eight stone tablets."
Previously, the Special Administration Bureau speculated that the stele might be located on a historical site based on the unearthed stele, but now it seems that this kind of speculation is far from accurate.
Tang Jing immediately thought of something: "Does Shencheng also have a stone tablet?"
Otherwise, Otowa Hatohiko wouldn't spend a lot of time here.
Mingxian: "Yes, under Wangyue Lake, there is a tunnel leading to Dianshan Lake, and under Dianshan Lake, there is a water channel leading to the river, there is a stone tablet, guarded by alien beasts, Cheng Yuan... wants to break the seal and let the alien beast destroy it. Tombstone."
Tang Jing frowned: "Do you know the exact location of the remaining stone tablets?"
Mingxian shook his head with difficulty: "Yinyu is also guarding me, he won't trust anyone, I only know this. But I suspect that he may not know all, otherwise, the formation would have been broken long ago."
Otowa Hatohiko, this person has frequently appeared in their line of sight since the beginning of the Changbai Mountain Bone Dragon.
In front of the public, he is a successful entrepreneur. The Otowa chaebol plays a pivotal role in the Japanese industrial world, and has deep connections in the political and economic circles. After the Changbai Mountain incident, Otowa Hatohiko entered the attention of the Special Administration Bureau. It is not that they have not investigated each other, but Otowa obviously They had already taken precautions, and the investigation was blocked, but the Special Administration Bureau also discovered that Otowa's power was beyond their original imagination.
Tang Jing frowned: "Is Yinyu Jiuyan a monster?"
Mingxian smiled sarcastically: "He is different from the demons. The demons were originally demons, but they were only covered with human skin, while Otowa was originally human, but he was willing to be demonic because of desire and turned into a monster. His current identity , it's a disguise after changing the name..."
He lost too much blood, his body gradually lost its temperature, and he even spoke intermittently. Tang Jing found that the vitality that he had injected into the opponent's body was muddled into the sea, completely useless, and he couldn't help but feel heavy.
Mingxian gasped for a while, and said with all his strength, "His original name is Asaka Hatohiko."
In the end, it was unsustainable, he coughed violently, blood spilled from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and his eyes began to slack.
Tang Jing tightened his arms, put Mingxian in his arms, and closed his eyes.
For the first time, he tried to try to do something, but could not do it.
"If the tool spirit also has a next life, I hope to be the same as you, not to cross the ocean, not to be refined into a killing weapon, I hope, if we can meet again, there will be a beautiful beginning, not like now... "
There was a faint smile floating on Mingxian's face, and he was a little dazed.
His consciousness has gradually detached from his body and flew to an unknown distance.
"Goodbye, Candy."
The hands slowly dropped, falling to the ground that had been stained with blood and discolored.
Tang Jing watched the person in his arms gradually become transparent, and Xu Xu turned into a spot of light, scattered in the air like a stream of fireflies.
Leave no trace.
as between them.
It's over before it starts.
Tang Jing didn't move for a long time.
His face was cold, he thought it was blood, he reached out and touched it, but it was a transparent wet mark.
Thousands of miles away, inside the Ise Shrine, an old man suddenly spit out a pale face and a large mouthful of blood.
"Your Excellency Otowa, are you alright?"
The boy who was serving beside him was so frightened that he quickly reached out to help him.
But then, the boy's eyes widened, and his life ended at an unbelievable moment.
The old man pulled out his five fingers from the boy's chest, and there was a steaming heart in his hand. He swallowed the heart in three or five mouthfuls, and then rang the bell to call someone to drag the boy's body down.
The black-clothed waiters had long been used to seeing it without being surprised, their faces were calm, they came and left silently.
There is a trail of blood being dragged on the ground, but soon someone will come to clean it up and bring everything back to normal.
The old man who ate a fresh heart seemed to feel better, but it was only a little bit. His heart was still unbearable, and the desire to kill and see blood surged.
The manic mood forced him to get up and walk back and forth, but he still wanted to destroy everyone and everything in front of him.
"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"
Another boy stumbled and ran in from the outside, looking panicked, but when he saw the blood on the ground, his voice stopped abruptly.
The old man was not tall, even a little rickety and thin, but he felt a lot of pressure. Under the stare of his bloodshot eyes, the boy's legs softened and he fell to his knees.
"... Your Excellency, Jinyinping Wenqin, something happened!"
"What happened?"
The boy shivered and couldn't tell for a long time.
Otowa Hatohiko originally wanted to eat the other party's heart to replenish his vitality, but after hearing the other party's report, he changed his mind. "Take me to see."
He followed the boy through the quaint promenade and courtyard, and came to a house.
The sight suddenly dimmed. In modern society, this place almost seems to have traveled through time and space. There are no electric lights, only a few candles glow faintly in the corner.
The boy knelt down at the door and didn't dare to come in, and said in a trembling voice: "I came to clean just now, as usual, I wanted to clean the guqin, and found that the qin has been..."
The guqin that was originally placed on the long table, the strings were all broken, and the body of the guqin cracked a deep scar from the string eye to the dragon pond, and became two halves. The whole guqin is almost broken, and there is no possibility of repairing it. .
Otowa Hatohiko never let anyone into this room, only the boy who got his permission could come in to clean the house and wipe the guqin every day. He knew how cruel and bloodthirsty his master was, and now he was too scared to tell. half a sentence.
But even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't understand why a good-looking piano suddenly broke when no one moved it
Otowa Hatohiko walked over, his wrinkled hands caressed the already scarred guqin, the haze in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Do you think you can escape from my palm by self-destructing like this?"
The gloomy laughter echoed in the room, and the flickering candle flame seemed to be infected, becoming weaker and dim.
"Prepare the car, I'm going out." He whispered.
No one responded.
Otowa Hatohiko turned around and found that the boy who was kneeling on the ground was motionless.
He walked over, raised his foot and pushed it.
The boy fell down in response, his pupils were dilated, his mouth was slightly open, and he was actually scared to death.
Otowa Hatohiko gave him a disgusting look, then walked out and let the deceased be dragged away.
The butler stepped forward and said respectfully and carefully, "What are your orders?"
Otowa Hatohiko: "Prepare the car, prepare the private plane, I'm going to Nara."
The butler responded and asked, "Is there anything prepared for you here?"
Otowa Hatohiko glanced back.
"Bring the qin and let Zhengcangyuan prepare it. I want a replica of the gold and silver flat wenqin."
…
In the wet cave, they faced the dilemma of advancing or retreating on the winter solstice. Suddenly, a monster suddenly jumped out of the water, dragged the chain with a clanging sound, and rushed towards the winter solstice!
Lightning flashes, just a short distance away, and the winter solstice finally sees the appearance of the behemoth.
An ape-like creature, with golden eyes, hair and beards all over his body, he clearly has a strong back, but he has a speed that is lighter and faster than any animal.
The winter solstice was about to draw out the talisman, but the back collar was pulled fiercely, and Huo Jie threw the whole person backwards to the ground.
The distance between the winter solstice and the monster was too close just now, Huo Jie thought he was frightened and unprepared, so he pulled him away.
He shook his head, Liu Qingbo had raised his sword to meet him, and Huo Jie followed closely. The two fought with monsters, sometimes flying over the eaves, sometimes fighting in the water, and the water surface was disturbed and disturbed. The stone wall on the top of the head took a moment, and the scene was already chaotic. The stone wall on the top of the head was swept by the sword qi, and the gravel fell down one after another.
The winter solstice took a closer look, only to find that the other end of the chain was actually locked on the monster, passed through the lute bone on one side, and passed out from the other side, firmly entwining the monster and the chain together, and then Looking at the other end of the chain, it extends directly into the cave behind them, sinking into the deep darkness, and I don't know where the end is.