These snowflakes are naturally not ordinary snow in the world. Each snowflake represents a Taoist magic that Shen Lian has mastered. It is because of the condensation of the magic that it looks like snowflakes.
Shen Lian has already fully mastered the four realms of birth, restraint and transformation of Taixu Divine Ce, and what he is now displaying is the 'birth' realm, using the eight qi of Taixu to create all kinds of methods to restrain King Xia.
Shen Lian has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Once King Xia's magic sword comes out, he has no reservations. Only in this way can he have the opportunity to severely injure King Xia. Otherwise, according to the previous fights, he would never be able to hurt King Xia at all in three to five years.
Even in that case, after word spreads, Shen Lian will be truly recognized as the world's top immortal family, but it will only delay precious development time and allow more talents to flow to the Yin Shang Dynasty.
Shen Lian didn't want to delay, and so did King Xia. Moreover, he was extremely confident that in this confrontation, the final winner would only be himself.
The reason is that there is a faint sad music between heaven and earth. Countless resentful souls who died in vain at the hands of these two people emerged from the earth and gathered into a river, rolling in like a torrent of yellow springs. Even if the two people were fighting, Even the aura could not dispel the river of the dead.
In the void, Shen Lian was somewhere unmoved. In his god's heart, he saw a woman with hair as black as night and skin as white as snow. Her beautiful body was hidden under a black shaman's robe. She was so red. Standing on the altar with bare feet, holding an instrument that looks like Xiao Feixiao, her pink lips are in Xiao Feixiao's mouth, and her jade fingers are tapping lightly, playing a piece of undead music. She is surrounded by feathers and painted all over her body. The barbarians wearing paint danced a demonic dance similar to the devil's dance.
The endless undead souls were driven by the sound of music to form such a river of the dead.
"A hundred years of life is a long time compared with heaven and earth, like a dream and an illusion; for those who live once, how can there be immortality?" The barbarians surrounding the woman on the altar chanted this in a strange tone. a song. At the same time, their dance became more and more magical, even a little bit crazy.
Along with the undead music, countless ghosts were born out of thin air, tearing the void apart, stepping onto the river of the undead, surging forward.
King Xia's eyes were like two bright suns, showing the power of the bright sun. Two golden lights shot out, like a bullfight, and the unstoppable demonic sword slashed out of the air again.
There are no words to describe the next blow of King Xia's sword of cause and effect. It is like a flying bridge appearing out of thin air when a flowing spring in an empty mountain is about to fall into a deep pool, causing the flowing spring to turn around and turn into billions. The brilliant water droplets simultaneously revealed a monstrous murderous intent.
The sword energy escaped and scattered into pieces of snowflakes, like waves in the ocean tide, submerging everything in front of it.
Shen Lian's soul suddenly appeared from the void, with the bright moon behind him. The river of the dead, accompanied by endless ghosts, was like an inescapable sky rope, trapping Shen Lian in an instant.
It's just that King Xia didn't seize this golden opportunity. Instead, he looked to the left, and the magic knife in his hand suddenly slashed to the right, like the heaven and earth opening up, dividing Yin and Yang, water, fire, wind and thunder bursting out, forcefully forcefully coming out of the void. Needless to say, the figure was Shen Lian.
King Xia snorted coldly: "Even if Li Daitao is stiff, there is no way he can hide it from me."
At this time, Shen Lian had to admire King Xia's astonishing spiritual awareness. His once invincible Li Daitao Zombie Immortal Technique could no longer be hidden from King Xia.
Even though Shen Lian was forced out of his true body by the sword energy, he remained calm and composed. He glanced at the witch on the altar with a calm and unobtrusive mind. Some emotions that had nothing to do with the urgent atmosphere at the moment filled his heart, but he quickly put them away.
Before the soul could think of anything, it followed a blade of light like a shadow, bursting out with blue-white flames, and a mushroom-like cloud-like airflow exploded in the void. The river of the undead next to it was affected by this shocking force. The impact caused countless ghosts to wail, and the river torn into pieces and scattered into clouds of smoke.
And Shen Lian also relied on this surging energy to disappear away.
King Xia's expression condensed, and he wanted to continue the pursuit. At this time, a soft female voice sounded in his ears, "Your Majesty, if you go further, you will be close to the Sea of Shura Blood."
After King Xia heard this, he felt a flash of hatred, but he still gave up the idea of continuing to pursue Shen Lian.
At this moment, the dancing barbarians around the witch were all frothing at the mouth and fell to the ground. Soul smoke emerged from their bodies and dissipated immediately. Their bodies died and their spirits were destroyed. Obviously, the previous magic dance was not so easy. Can be used.
Shen Lian was currently on the edge of the primitive jungle, not far away, and right next to the Shura Sea of Blood. He wanted to lure King Xia here, disturb his mind, and try to give him life in a very short time. King Xia caused damage and then pulled away.
After all, no matter how dangerous he was, his ability to leave as soon as Shen Lian wanted to go was definitely better than that of King Xia. But he didn't expect that King Xia wouldn't come. Under the pull of the Qi machine, according to King Xia's plan of never returning, Because of my temperament, I would never make this choice. It seems that the witch reminded me.
And that witch is none other than Chen Yun.
Although Shen Lian has lost his physical body and returned to his origins, leaving only his soul, the blood essence of the original physical body has been combined with the soul, and there is no doubt that there is a trace of blood induction.
Although the high priest is dead, he still has a back-up to restrain him. If Shen Lian practices ruthless heaven, he will definitely kill Chen Yun mercilessly, cutting off King Xia's help and avoiding his own hesitation.
It's just that he is not such a person after all, and since he has reached the Shura Sea of Blood, he will continue to complete the killing sword, and there will still be a chance to hurt King Xia.
The salty sea breeze blows in, and the smell of blood inside is not disgusting, but also has a hint of sweetness, which makes people almost intoxicated. The entire image of Shura's sea of blood enters Shen Lian's heart, giving him a strange feeling. A familiar feeling.
More than ten years ago, he left the Shura Sea of Blood and was reborn in Xiliang. Now he is here again. Moreover, the Patriarch Yuanqing seems to be connected with the Shura Sea of Blood. This kind of established fate makes him resist and feel Strange.
"World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, you are finally here." There was a wonderful sound of Buddha's voice, and a sutra flew out from Shen Lian's body. The scriptures were dissolved, countless scriptures flew out, and a golden path was laid out. At the end of it, there was a mountain top with a pagoda, shining with golden light.
Apart from the sound of the wind, the only sounds around Shen Lian were the singing of cicadas and the chirping of insects. Everything remained the same. He guaranteed that no one else could see the golden path and the mountains and towers at the end except him.
Even the mountain is not on the ground, but in the sky. The foot of the mountain is covered with clouds, and the light of Buddha is immersed in it. It is indescribably solemn and magnificent.
As for the scripture that flew out, it was no other scripture. It was the Ksitigarbha Sutra given to him by Dajue Temple. After Shen Lian got it, he didn't study anything. He didn't expect that as soon as he got close to the sea of blood, he would find something so magical.