Song Qingyi's expression changed, and the magic pen in his hand emitted immeasurable light. The night was as dark as day, and there was nothing to hide around him, but he still did not force Yanxu out.
He was frustrated and frightened at the same time. This demon lord was not even afraid of the master's treasure. He was indeed the most terrifying demon king in the past thousands of years.
Song Qingyi is definitely not the Song Qingyi he was back then. He has encountered many hardships in these years, so he understands more deeply how difficult it is to defeat such an opponent, or how desperate it is.
The light dissipated and the night was silent.
Shen Lian smiled faintly and said softly: "You are angry."
The seemingly unrelated words caused all the stars in the sky to gather together. The crescent moon flew down from the sky, turned into a scimitar, and landed on the hands of the figure gathered by the stars. , the knife seemed to have endless demonic properties. Song Qingyi's state of mind did not dare to take another look. It seemed that if he took one more look, he would sink into the sea of suffering in the world of mortals. His heart was disturbed by endless desires, and it was rare to be pure.
The demon lord Yanxu appeared just like that. The body condensed by the starlight had an unspeakable high bank, and a scimitar as thick as an eyebrow seemed to be able to split the heaven and the earth and kill immortals and Buddhas.
His Qi machine was not the kind that was overwhelming, but it deeply shocked Song Qingyi's soul, because as soon as the demon lord appeared, he knew deep down in his heart that it was irresistible and his thoughts were sluggish.
"I can be angry all I want, but you can't." A deep demonic voice came from afar.
The reason why Shen Lian said that Yanxu was angry was that Yanxu also discovered the truth, so he said such cruel words just now, which also revealed his inner unrest.
No matter how Yanxu's mood changes, it won't affect him at all, but Shen Lian can't do this.
The corners of Shen Lian's lips raised slightly, like a water lotus blooming, as if there was infinite beauty and tranquility, and he said softly: "Let's not talk nonsense. I can't wait for what's going to happen next."
Yanxu smiled slightly and said, "Me too."
Yanxu threw out a sword, which was Tianmeng Fairy's Taisu Sword. Countless sword energies suddenly appeared in the void, as if dream after dream had been shattered, returning this sea area to the long and ancient time. The sea water was undulating. , it is vaguely visible that magma is emerging from the deepest part.
A Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram flew out and transformed into a red and black high platform. Magma poured into the bottom of the high platform, giving it infinite power. The Heaven and Earth Mirror came out across the sky and was embedded on the top of the high platform. A wellhead appeared, with the smell of red dust spreading inside. , seems to take in all the world of mortals, and seems to be able to see the past and the future.
The magic pen in Song Qingyi's hand flew off, inserted into the mouth of the well, and transformed into a giant stick that stood upright, as if creating a special tunnel, with a brilliant light.
Shen Lian and Yanxu continued to rise along the giant stick, and finally entered a space-time rift and left this world.
A shocking waterfall spewed out from the canyon, forming a spectacle. Shen Lian stood leisurely in the void above the canyon. This was a high mountain with no end.
Yanxu has disappeared, but Shen Lian deeply understands that he exists in this mountain range, and may be searching for Xianyue Sanxing Cave with incredible magic.
The Taoist battle between the two has officially begun, and now the competition is who can find the Xianyue Sanxing Cave first.
Shen Lian did not rush to search the sky and the earth, but stood quietly in the void, and his soul gradually merged into Taixu.
The light of life that was flowing around him weakened a lot the moment he entered the mountain. It seems that this mountain has a special atmosphere that can make people's soul clear and clean.
The rushing sound of the waterfall sounded in Shen Lian's heart, but when he experienced it carefully, it was silent and nothingness.
Shen Lian was not disturbed by the emptiness and loneliness in his soul. The light of life that was still slowly leaking gradually merged with the void, and the inside and outside gradually merged, giving him a closer connection with the mountain.
Like the spring breeze and drizzle, it moistens things silently.
Everything seems to be closely connected with him, but his heart also feels an ancient age that can make the stars collapse, flowing in his heart.
His perception entered a new realm. He could clearly distinguish the specific form of every bit of moisture and dust in the air, and perceived their differences from the smallest details. He experienced the continuous power of the waterfall, but it was not Unite.
He saw countless microscopic creatures hidden deep in the soil, doing their best to reproduce and reproduce. He even clearly understood the impact that every movement of those microscopic creatures had on this mountain. Although it was subtle, it was by no means non-existent.
Shen Lian even saw himself, with his delicate eyebrows, handsome face, body made with extraordinary craftsmanship, and the depth in his eyes that looked like stars.
Now he no longer has a physical body. This body is just a collection of mana, so it can be so perfect. Under this perception, he clearly realizes that this body has no potential to be tapped, just like a handicraft is finished. No matter how beautiful it is, it has lost the most touching natural spirituality.
This kind of perception is not more powerful than the state of 'omniscience', but the subtle experience is more profound, allowing his mind to bear this kind of observation without becoming a burden.
His perception crossed the canyon, crossed the flowing water, and went deep into Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
The place he went to was getting higher and higher, and his mind became more and more vague. He broke into the clouds and mist, and saw with his own eyes that drops of water gathered naturally under the inherent gravity of all things. When they get close to a certain distance, there is repulsion between the two, which forms a hazy cloud.
A seed sprouted not far away, and he was moved by the power of life.
The higher place seemed to be an infinite universe, the stars were shining brightly, and the Tianhe Sword Intention deep in my heart was a little restless.
Shen Lian really liked this feeling. At this moment, his spirit and form were integrated into his perception, and he could cross any distance with his thoughts. Wherever his thoughts were, he was everywhere.
It was as if at this moment he had comprehended Buddhism's supreme escape method, the "Heart Escape" technique.
He became a light, a light of life, wandering around Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, not missing any place, and moving wherever the light could reach.
With light, there is darkness.
A darkness follows each other like a shadow, or light and darkness are entangled with each other, and no one can get rid of the other.
When the darkness came and enveloped the light, Shen Lian's heart was filled with waves, like countless surging roars, filling all his perceptions in an instant. He seemed to have become a lonely boat, rippling in the vast and unpredictable sea, and he could feel it at any time. Could overturn everything.
Darkness surrounded him, and light was swallowed up bit by bit. Not only was Shen Lian struggling in the rough sea, but besides the light of his own soul, his eyes were filled with darkness.
He seemed to be trapped in a long silent and empty night in the boundless sea. He opened his eyes like night, but could not see the end.