The whole mountain and river was like an explosion.
The earth began to tremble violently, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the sea water flowed backwards, and the endless blood drowned the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
In the scarlet sky, a little cold light suddenly appeared.
That point of sword light was weak at first, but it quickly emerged like a broken bamboo, and quickly tore the bloody openings.
The endless sword light and sword qi collided in mid-air, the spiritual qi burst, and the dazzling aftermath of the spiritual power illuminated the world, and the momentum was monstrous.
Xuanhua flipped the palm of his right hand, and the spiritual energy surged out of his body, and the black and white Dao map was faintly formed on the long sword—the ancient sword formation containing the power of the world's origin instantly drowned Canglun in it! The sword of the vicissitudes of life was sandwiched in the center of the sword array and roared away.
At that moment, it seemed that there were thousands of heroic spirits lingering on it, as if the emperor's decree was about to kill the demon.
At the same time, Canglun's whole body was filled with blood and blood, and the billowing red cloud was like a blood-colored thunder, intertwined with the laws of heaven and earth of the devil world, covering the sword pattern.
The two meet-
The vastness of this aura made everyone present stand upside down, feeling a strong crisis of life and death.
A deafening sound came, and the inner peak of Luoxian Sword Sect, where the ice and snow never melted for ten thousand years, tilted downwards—accompanied by the screams of the disciples, with the mountainside as the boundary, the half-sitting mountain completely collapsed.
And this is just because it passed by the small side of this Qiankun Sword Array.
This apocalyptic scene was staged in various places in the Human World.
Whether it is a monk or a mortal, they can only helplessly watch the sun and the moon fall, everything is annihilated, and they feel that life is gradually fading away.
"boom-"
The dark aura that contains the meaning of death is like the night sky of the galaxy, solidifying the sky, reversing the day and night, and darkness descends on the human world in an instant.
Cang Lun doesn't care about these lives - as a Demon Venerable, he has an almost instinctive disregard for life - not to mention that his emotions are currently in a state of abnormality.
He tried to make himself forget why he was here, and that kiss from someone else—but it didn't work.
He is jealous.
He was almost mad with jealousy.
This unfamiliar emotion made the blood all over his body heat up—accompanied by the agitation of spiritual energy in his body again and again, the long-lost memories in Cang Lun's mind became clearer and clearer.
here we go again.
The man bent the corners of his lips and thought masochistically.
It's been like this every time - when he's emotionally unstable, or when he wakes up from a dream, these damn clips come on and off. But when he really went to search and connect them, there was always a hazy fog covering the complete memory, making him like fishing for the moon in water, doing useless work.
At the same time when these memories surfaced, Xuanhua did not wait, the huge aura belonging to the Dao Zun covered the sky and covered the sun and surrounded Canglun.
However, Canglun, located in the middle of the storm, seemed extremely quiet. The man lowered his head slightly, his long burgundy hair covered his profile, ignoring his bloody hands and weapons, but he looked like an out of place contemplative look.
Until the sound of the sword sound was blocked outside his blood-colored dome, there was a slight cracking sound when he was passing away - it sounded like thunder in Cang Lun's ears, awakening him from those false pasts.
In Canglun's body, countless sword talismans swept from all directions like spider webs, locking his vitality, and the whole earth was shaking violently.
Lord Mozun raised his right hand and wrote a strange rune in mid-air, leaving a heavy bloodline on the last stroke. This blood line is like the texture of the human body, outlines the shape of the human body, and burns in mid-air.
At the moment when this rune was formed, a dazzling silver light shot into Cang Lun's pupils. The man's line of sight seemed to pass directly through the Qiankun Sword Formation, and looked straight at the direction where Xuan Hua was. In the next second, Cang Lun's figure disappeared directly from the place, causing the sword shadow that filled the sky to fly into the air, forming a formation. A violent shock wave erupted in the air with astonishing movements!
This movement caused the sect to spread out to open the great formation of protecting the sect, to maintain the order of heaven and earth, and to prevent it from collapsing. They raised their heads and looked into the air, only to see that after the smoke gradually dissipated, there was only Xuan Hua in the air, and Canglun was no longer there.
"What's going on? This evil head of the Demon Race knows that he is no match for Lord Dao Zun, so he escaped on his own?" A pedantic middle-aged cultivator wondered.
Beside him, the Supreme Elder Luo Xian Jianzong, who had been paying attention to the fighting between the two, couldn't help but frowned, showing a hint of doubt, and did not respond.
After about ten seconds, the elder Taishang shouted sharply: "Sir! Be careful behind you!"
Xuanhua remained calm, the scarred nameless sword had stabbed to a point in the void long before the elder Taishang could speak.
There was a muffled groan in the air, and a black figure showed its shape - but it was obviously not Canglun, not even a human being.
The shadow was surrounded by demonic energy. It had two heads and six arms, and its eyes were wide open like copper bells. The huge mouth showed ferocious sharp teeth, and the corrosive smoke was exhaled from its nostrils. A roar resounded through the sky.
It is a high-level monster from the demon world.
At the same time, there was a rustling sound from behind Xuan Hua, and the Spirit Devouring Blade pierced through the defensive aura around Xuan Hua like a bamboo, and attacked his heart!
The nameless long sword moved at will, the long sword shook, and a silver light was like a galaxy under the moon. It first bound the beast in place, and then shattered the sky at a very fast speed.
However, Cang Lun held it with one hand, and strange words appeared on the knife, which looked exactly like the rune inscribed in the air by Lord Mozun. At the moment when the rune appeared, the figure of the Soul Devouring Saber disappeared again, came to the left rear of Xuan Hua, and pierced his left shoulder at once!
The blood belonging to Dao Zun spread out on the purple shirt, like a blood-colored flower.
"This, what kind of magic world magic art is this! It will never be an ordinary stealth trick that can fool adults—" Elder Taishang said anxiously.
True Monarch Piaoquan, who is skilled in teleportation and spiritual determination, also suspended the delivery of spiritual energy in his hand, stared at Cang Lun in the distance and analyzed: "Maybe it is not a magic technique - but any magic decision will definitely have aura fluctuations. , No matter how powerful a cultivator is, he can't be exempted from the vulgarity. Dao Zun was born in chaos, immortal fetus has aura, and his mastery of Dao law can be regarded as the supreme human world. force?"
As soon as his guess came out, the elder Taishang's pupils tightened: "You are right, the only thing that can do this is the power of space in this world..."
The Demon Lord already possesses the power of space in the demon world, and can open the gate of space to travel freely. If Canglun really masters the power of space in the human world through mysterious means, then the human world will be in serious trouble.
Thinking of this, several people looked at the situation above with increasing concern, without blinking.
While everyone below exclaimed, Xuanhua's handsome face was still expressionless, not even a trace of pain. 's Soul Eater.
Cang Lun didn't take advantage of the victory, but laughed, "Why, you were so arrogant when you were in the Demon Realm, but now you're a bit weaker in the Human Realm."
Xuan Hua hesitated to give even the slightest response, glanced at the beast that was gradually breaking free, waved his long sleeves and pinched his fingers, and a purple-black light filled the air.
"Roar-"
A dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Accompanied by this sound, a radiant purple-gold dragon suddenly appeared, twisting between the heavens and the earth, taking away the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and roaring towards the beast, it was terrifying.
The ancient dragon power belonging to the prehistoric dragon clan overwhelmed everything in the world for a while, except for the master who summoned it, Xuanhua, like the supreme immortal above the nine heavens, using the five-clawed golden dragon as a mount, traversing the heavens and the earth.
The huge beast roared in the sky, and the surrounding world was once again invaded by the transpiring demonic energy. With a forceful wave of the demonic claws, the huge mountain was instantly destroyed. Afterwards, the five-clawed golden dragon flicked its long tail and fought with the demon beasts extremely flexibly.
And Xuan Hua and Cang Lun also fought against each other again—this time, they had the potential to never die.
The fighting between these two supreme beings in mid-air is not only related to personal safety, but also to the life and death of this human world, so almost everyone present is concerned about Xuanhua.
-Lin Zhizhi is naturally among them, although the three people around him don't seem to care much.
Among Feng Qin and the other three, Haihuang had the highest apparent strength (… ), and in terms of identity, he should be the one who cares about the situation the most. But in fact, Gashi only glanced briefly, and then focused most of his attention on the black-haired boy beside him—just because at this moment it was he who was holding up a defensive barrier for the opponent.
Although under the deliberate care of the two above, the battlefield was actually deliberately kept away from here. But the person beside him was him, so how could Kashu dare to take the slightest risk.
Feng Qin's mind is the purest, and even though he has grown sufficiently after a life and death, he is still a caring and good baby. He reached out and squeezed Lin Zhizhi's hand, hoping to comfort him.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not break the silence. In the end, it was Su Yu who knew Lin Zhizhi best. He put on the other person's shoulder and pressed it hard, and the pleasant voice flowed like the sound of a piano: "Know, are you worried about him?"
Only then did Lin Zhizhi take back his gaze, looked back at Su Yu who was beside him, and nodded hesitantly.
There was a smile on Su Yu's lips, and he touched the boy's red earlobe with his finger, and there was a little nostalgia in his eyes, as if through this little detail, he saw those hours when the sun was shining and the childhood sweethearts were around the bed. Light - maybe there is no second person in this world who knows Lin Zhizhi better than him.
He knows everything about the other person, the character of the other person, and the signs of when he's nervous.
Before Lin Zhizhi took a sensitive step back and reached out to open him, Su Yu retracted his hand in time and said gently, "You don't have to worry, Xuanhua will not lose."
Xiao Fenghuang glanced at Su Yu sideways, resisting the urge to lay down those hands for Lin Zhizhi.
And Lin Zhizhi looked at the situation above - although after the appearance of the five-clawed golden dragon, the master only had to face Cang Lun, but because the previous injuries have not been healed, new injuries have been added. Under the so-called strange attack, it was slightly at a disadvantage.
Su Yu sighed with a subtle tone: "Because you want him to win."
Lin Zhizhi was stunned when he heard the words: "What?"
- Even if he hopes that Shizun will win, judging from his current strength, he cannot control the situation of the battle - no matter how great his potential is, it cannot change his current "insignificant" status.
- Of course, this "insignificant" is just his own self-confidence.
Su Yu did not continue to answer his words, but looked away and looked at the two figures in the cloud, with a lot of thoughts in his beautiful pale eyes: "Do you like Xuanhua?"
Lin Zhizhi was also watching the battle situation over there, and shook his head without thinking.
Su Yu said thoughtfully: "That's right, if you really like him, you won't want to marry someone else."
The "other person" in his mouth - Zhenggong Xiaofenghuang:? ?
The ex-good friend's tone was actually very flat, as always, with some convincing indifference, but Lin Zhizhi could hear some kind of peculiar taste - such as "sour" and other feelings. However, he didn't have time to say anything to change the subject, only to hear another huge noise from the sky, half of the sky was thunder, and half of the blood was shadowed, and it was clear.
The beast and the golden dragon were still trembling, the incomparably hard scales on the golden dragon's back were dripping with the blood of the corrosive monster poison in the beast's mouth. Down. And the high-level Warcraft spit out the opponent's scales, and hit the golden dragon's horn again, biting it hard.
The golden dragon roared in pain, using the dragon's horn as a bait, the fifth claw on the abdomen suddenly stretched out, pierced through the opponent's abdomen with one blow, and forcibly pulled out a huge hole! At the same time, the hard dragon horn penetrated the head of the beast, pinning it in the air.
The beasts howled in pain, blood gushing out from the wound, and under the attack of the golden dragon, they staggered back, obviously losing.
On their master's side, the battle situation was a little different.
Cang Lun was originally injured due to the cross-border fight with Xuan Hua, and he spent some energy to suppress the chaos at the altar caused by Su Yu. In front of him, even if a great power like Xuan Hua is sitting together, he already has a very strong aura, and he must have a matching strength, or a later move.
Perhaps it was some kind of demonic practice that quickly restores vitality—this kind of practice usually has extremely strong sequelae. The Soul Devouring Sabre in Cang Lun’s hand swayed layer after layer of phantoms, causing the blood cloud demons to fill the sky. The power of the fog, every attack, even if it fails, will cause a great movement in the air.
Wherever the two of them went, the heaven and the earth broke apart, and the magical energy and aura clashed with each other, and there really was a sense of the end.
Xuanhua was born in the chaotic years of ancient times, and he fought all the way to kill, and every battle was tragic; and Canglun lived in the demon world where the weak eat the strong, and he had to accept provocations and even assassinations from other demons almost every day. Sit firmly in the seat of the Lord of the Demon Realm.
These two people represent the top combat power of the human and demon worlds, and they are unique.
Cang Lun's attack became more and more intense, and several times it even forced Xuanhua into danger - and the wound on his shoulder had not been treated in any way, and the originally bright red blood had turned dark red and solidified on the robe.
At the same time, the Supreme Elder of Jianzong in the ground frowned, looking at the pessimistic situation in the air, gritted his teeth, and whispered a few words to the head next to him.
Afterwards, the headmaster Tianlu showed a look of shock, and withdrew his spiritual power from the guardian formation, left the square where the disciples gathered, returned to the secret room of the main peak, and took out a circle of formations from it.
He used his saber to cut his wrist, and with the blood of the head of the sword sect awakened the compass circle left by the founder before his ascension. It is known as the ancient difficult magic circle with the power of immortal one-trick magic in times of crisis. For thousands of years, Luo Xian Jianzong has never used this kind of heritage.
The real person Tianlu threw the compass into the air, input spiritual power together with the elder Taishang, and at the same time used the power of sound transmission, and shouted loudly: "Jianzong disciples listen to the order, drop a drop of your blood into this compass, we are here to help The power of the adults!"
The elder Taishang was the first to cut his wrist and dripped his own pure blood of the soul-transforming stage. The rhythm of Taoism made the compass even more attractive.
All the disciples of the Sword Sect present obediently obeyed orders, and Lin Zhizhi was naturally not immune to this.
After he also cut his wrist, he did not immediately take out the wound medicine to deal with it. Instead, the three people around him couldn't stand it, and almost simultaneously extended their hands to heal him—
Feng Qin approached the water tower for the first time, gently dragged Lin Zhizhi's elbow, took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, watching it shrink a little bit to disappear, and complained with heartache: "A drop of blood is enough, why put so much on it? , just let me bleed."
Obviously it's just a trivial matter that doesn't even count as an "injury" - the young master of the Lin family has been through ups and downs all the way - but Feng Qin looks anxious, just like Lin Zhizhi just made a terrible self-mutilation The matter of concern is beyond words.
Due to his geographical disadvantage, Su Yu was one beat slower than him, and his hand stopped in mid-air, retracted abruptly to his side, and looked down at Feng Qin, who was busy with Lin Zhizhi—and this was in the middle of worship. In front of the sect, all belong to him.
Obviously the other party is within his reach at this time, but he feels that it is already so far away.
So far away.
As for Kashu, he also watched silently, and abruptly said: "The human race is no longer safe, knowing that you are willing to go to the sea clan with me? I will protect you wherever I go."
Lin Zhizhi was born in the human world since he was a child, so naturally it was impossible for him to agree, so he politely declined, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but it's unnecessary."
Kashu insisted: "What 'Your Majesty', why is the relationship between you and me so unfamiliar? You can just call me Kashu."
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
—Now is not the time to be entangled in this, His Majesty the Sea Emperor!
Xiao Fenghuang put down his sleeves on behalf of the black-haired boy, but did not let go of his hand. Hearing that, Lin Zhizhi replied, "There is a difference between closeness and distance, so it's better to make a difference."
#Translation: My family knows only to call me by my name, you scumbags#
Kashu raised his eyebrows, and deliberately and defiantly misinterpreted the other party's meaning: "Do you think that I am so close to Zhizhi, and should be called sweeter?"
Little Phoenix still wanted to continue arguing with Jia Shu, Lin Zhizhi squeezed his palm reassuringly, and his eyes went straight past him, looking at the battlefield he was most concerned about right now—
Unexpectedly, he met another pair of eyes.
A pair of beautiful and special, wine red eyes.
In this piece of heaven and earth, it belongs to only one unique person - Canglun.
Lin Zhizhi was startled, and immediately looked at Master - the bloodstains on the purple clothes were particularly shocking, causing him to look worried.
Cang Lun was dressed in black clothes, except for the blood on the corner of his mouth, a large amount of blood melted into the background color, which was far less obvious than Xuan Hua.
Lin Zhizhi's expression completely fell into Cang Lun's eyes, causing him to sneer at himself, and even his movements were slow for a moment.
—Compared to Lin Zhizhi's inadvertent glances, Cang Lun can be said to be "quite deliberate".
Lord Mozun enters the Dao with blood, and is extremely sensitive to fresh blood. Before Lin Zhizhi's blood entered the compass, he had already felt its breath - so he couldn't restrain himself, just like the instinctive behavior of a moth to a fire, look here glanced.
Even in the fierce purgatory, he could not ignore the existence of the other party.
But with that one glance, Cang Lun fell into an abyss of pain.
His heart ached uncontrollably—before meeting Lin Zhizhi, he went through reincarnation, looking for a figure in constant reincarnation; after meeting him, Cang Lun tasted the pain of love all the time.
It was sweet to have him, but after that, all that was left was endless pain and panic.
It's like he has been preparing for so long, even taking a huge risk to integrate the altar into the bone marrow, and break through the defense of the space force of the human world bit by bit, isn't it all to take him away
But Lin Zhizhi didn't want to go with him.
Because what he loves is someone else, Xuanhua - look, now his eyes are only on Xuanhua, and there is no trace of his Canglun in his eyes.
Canglun has endured all the physical pain, and he has also experienced the spiritual torture of reincarnation, and he has never tasted the torture of love.
Such a huge pain struck, making him forget where he was in a trance.
- However, it was such a short pause, perhaps less than half a second, that Xuan Hua discovered Canglun's stagnation.
Lord Mozun's battle robe was hidden in the black cloud. At that moment, countless sword shadows locked the aura on his body, completely unable to avoid it. The pupils gradually dilate.
In the almost stagnant time, the countless scars on the sword body of Cang Jian, the blood that had been solidified for thousands of years, was truly imprinted in Cang Lun's eyes. At the same time, from the corner of Cang Lun's eyes, he could see that behind him, the compass formation was suspended in the air, rising very quickly, and after feeling the breath of the demons, it turned into a huge golden palm. , clenched into a fist, accompanied by the sound of dragon roar, the fist equivalent to the power of a blow from an immortal also slammed into his back heart!
All this was imprinted in Cang Lun's eyes—
But what he thought in his mind had absolutely nothing to do with these.
He can fight the spirit of a world with the body of one person, but in the end, there is only one person who defeats him.
He was thinking about that person.
Then, a huge ripple of spiritual power visible to the naked eye spread out from the place where Cang Lun was located, like the reorganization of the sun, moon and stars, and the momentum was huge, as if it was enough to destroy everything.