"Rumble..."
The roaring sounds are endless, and more and more gravel is falling.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming changed his tactics in vain. The magic weapon in his hand pointed again, and countless formations seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force. From a distance, it looks like a yin-yang fish with yang within yin and yin within yang, heading towards the sword light. A mysterious artistic conception spread out, blocking the sword light like an antelope hanging its horns. But at this moment, the ice and snow sword arrived, with an unspeakable sharp force, and directly chopped the formation into pieces.
"Death!" Yun Lan growled lowly and said with a fierce air.
Seeing such a scene, Ouyang Ming chuckled.
I secretly thought in my heart that although the sword cultivator's attack power is strong, it is easy to break if it is too strong. The harmony and blending of yin and yang is the essence of the great road.
At this moment, countless mysterious laws were entrenched in his mind, including the laws of yin and yang, the laws of time, long and short, big and small, imaginary and real. His mind was in chaos, and his body was one black and one white, like a giant Yin-Yang fish. White light emitted from the left eye, and black light emitted from the right eye, one black and one white, one empty and one real, corresponding to the Yin and Yang Avenue, and the real and empty were constantly changing.
Yun Lan took a breath and sneered: "No wonder he has the power to transcend levels. He understands the rules clearly, but so what? I have a sword in my hand, and everything is just paper. Cut it with me!"
As he spoke, the ice and snow sword spread out like mist and merged into the sword.
In an instant, the sword light flashed with a black arc!
Stabbing at Ouyang Ming's chest, this sword seemed to transcend time, space, and laws, and was unstoppable.
"Crack!" A sound directly pierced a hole in Ouyang Ming's heart, but at this moment, yin and yang transformed, and the sharp sword light was slowly absorbed, getting weaker and weaker, and finally dissipated completely.
"This... this is impossible!" Yun Lan screamed, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.
He never expected that his strongest method could be cracked so easily. It would have been fine if the other party was an emperor, but the other party was just a venerable, which made him have the urge to curse.
Yun Lan glanced at Ouyang Ming bitterly, as if looking at a huge iceberg. Every time, when you think you have the iceberg in your eyes, you will find that what you have seen is only a tiny corner.
This feeling of powerlessness can drive people crazy!
At this moment, Yun Lan's sword heart cracked with a clear mark, and Ou Yangming's figure was imprinted in his heart like a nightmare, which could never be erased.
The earth fell into deathly silence.
The eyes of the powerful wizards were filled with disbelief. This scene, like a miracle, shocked their hearts.
It took about ten breaths for someone to regain consciousness. The dim star mark between his eyebrows lit up and he said with a look of horror: "What kind of skill is this? It can absorb attacks. Isn't it too scary?" The man shook his head vigorously, feeling as if a gust of wind was blowing through his body, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
These strong men looked at each other, trying to find the answer in each other's eyes.
Jealousy took a deep look at the clan leader and said in a trembling voice: "Clan clan master, this kind of law can actually absorb attacks of this level. It's really... ridiculously strong!" Even he couldn't face this attack. So easy.
Jealousy shook his shoulders and sighed: "Since he is the person that senior brother has chosen, how can we use common sense to judge him?"
Although he said this, he felt like hearing the roar of thunder and lightning in his heart, and was shaken unclearly.
Da Huang glanced at Xiao Hong and sighed: "Although this is not the first time I have seen Xiao Mingzi use this method, I am still amazed. I wonder when I will be able to do this?"
"You?" Xiaohong looked disdainful.
"It will be enough to practice for a few thousand more years." Xiaohong raised the corner of her mouth and spoke coldly.
Dahuang's face suddenly turned bitter after hearing this.
In mid-air, Yun Lan felt extremely regretful and thought to herself that it was not worth falling into such a situation for a sword art. His eyes rolled around, and the evil energy on his body became thicker and thicker. He seemed to be ready to fight for his life at any time. His veins seemed to be flowing with magma, and blood energy was exuding from his body. He roared: "Fight!" The extremely pure sword intention swept him away. The surrounding space was torn into pieces.
He bit the tip of his tongue and roared in his heart, blood escaping.
He actually stepped into the turbulent flow of space and turned into a streak of blood that shot out into the distance.
Yun Lan knew in her heart that if she wanted to escape from a strong man like Zhu Xie, she had to dare to take risks and catch surprise, so she escaped into the turbulent flow of space.
"Want to escape?" Jealousy sneered.
He raised his right hand, and a sheet of mist rolled in from thousands of feet away, and the color darkened little by little.
Turning upside down, the mist suddenly condensed and turned into a black palm, exuding a majestic evil spirit. The lines on the five fingers were extremely clear, but they were different from ordinary people's palms. They were more slender and skinny. With a majestic pressure, he stretched directly into the cracked space and grabbed Yun Lan.
"Hurry, faster!" Yun Lan was extremely anxious and felt a cold light piercing her back.
His whole body turned into a long sword, reaching the point where he could travel thousands of miles in an instant.
But he was faster, and the big hand that was condensed out of thin air was even faster.
After ten breaths, he shrank forward and directly dragged Yun Lan out of the turbulent flow of space and caught him in front of him. Although he is good-hearted, after someone threatens the witchcraft tribe, he will not hesitate to turn into a murderer to protect his people.
Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself, this kind of strength is really powerful, he can even catch him after he escapes into the void.
For some reason, he thought of Feng Mu. Back then, he sent Dahuang and Xiaohong into the void to join him. Such unpredictable methods of gods and ghosts were only stronger than Jealousy.
"Who sent you here?" Jealousy took a step forward and asked coldly.
The sound was not loud, but it exploded in Yun Lan's mind like thunder, causing boundless waves.
"Say it quickly!" When Yun Lan didn't answer, he added another sentence, with a hint of impatience in his words.
"Luoyang." Yun Lan thought for a while and then sold the Qiongqi family.
"Tell me everything you know. If there is even the slightest bit of falsehood, I will make it impossible for you to live or die! You must have heard of the witchcraft's methods of torturing people." The situation is stronger than the person, and, His relationship with the Qiongqi clan is not that good, and he is very detailed. A quarter of an hour later, the clan leader sealed the Yunlan Dan Lake with a wave of his hand, and the sword cultivator was taken away.
Jealousy looked up into the distance and murmured to himself: "The Qiongqi clan." Blood flashed in his eyes.
After a moment, he moved forward, walked up to Ouyang Ming, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Ou Xiaoyou has such strength, I admire him." He said this sincerely, without any pretense.
Ouyang Ming nodded and replied with a smile: "The clan leader is overly praised." His attitude was humble and polite, but he was not complacent.
Jealousy laughed loudly, raised his hand and led Ouyang Ming into the witch club.
Ouyang Ming entered the witch club with everyone's complicated eyes on them. Dahuang and Xiaohong followed him, their heads raised high, with a vague sense of being a fox pretending to be a tiger. Ouyang Ming gave a wry smile and didn't say much.
Soon, the two came to a room.
As for Dahuang and Xiaohong, they were respectfully taken away by another witch tribe member.
There was an oil lamp burning in the room. Different from ordinary oil lamps, the flame of this oil lamp was golden, flickering on and off. There is a mural hanging on the wall, depicting an ancient witch who is ten thousand feet tall, with his head in the sky and his feet on the earth, roaring up to the sky, as if he is fighting for something. Ou Yangming's eyes lingered on the painting for three breaths, then he looked elsewhere. He underestimated in his heart that although the house was small, its layout was elegant and reasonable, and it was located in the position of Tianxun. It seemed that it could raise a real dragon.
Ouyang Ming and Jianxie sat looking at each other. After a while, Jianxie smiled and said, "Lingxuan, we have a distinguished guest coming to our door. Why don't you serve tea?"
Jealousy Lingxuan smiled, and with extremely flexible hands and feet, he took out two cups of fine Qianling tea from the side room. The aroma of tea overflows, and it looks full and clear. Just taking a breath of the aroma makes your body feel exhausted.
Jealousy rolled up her long sleeves gently and said softly with a gentle voice: "Little friend Ou, try it quickly. This is made from the essence of plants and trees. It tastes very good. I would be reluctant to drink it on weekdays."
"Thank you, Lord!" Ouyang Ming cupped his fists slightly.
Immediately, he moved his gaze to Jealousy Lingxuan and looked at him carefully.
Jealousy Xie's ability to observe words and emotions is extremely powerful. He smiled and said, "This is my grandson, Jealousy Lingxuan."
"Gathering together the destiny of the witch tribe and living in a land where dragons are raised, the future is boundless." Ouyang Ming praised.
After hearing these words, Jealousy Lingxuan rolled his eyes and looked at the first powerful human being to enter the witch tribe unscrupulously. He understands that although his grandfather is easy to talk to, he has a very high vision. There are very few human beings who can come into his eyes, and even fewer people who let him take out Qianling Tea. After looking at it for a while, it was like seeing a bottomless cold pool. I couldn't figure it out. I could only look away reluctantly and walked into the side room again.
Jealousy smiled and shook his head: "My little friend, this is too modest. In the future, as long as Lingxuan can be half as capable as my little friend, I will be satisfied."
Ouyang Ming didn't know how to answer the question, so he picked up the tea cup and blew lightly.
When you lick it with your lips, a scent suddenly fills your taste buds.
At the same time, a warm current emerged from scratch, grew from the Tianling Point, and spread to all parts of the body. All the cells seemed to be soaked in the warm current, making people want to moan with pleasure.
"Isn't it good?" Yan Xie didn't bother with the previous topic and asked with a smile.
"Not bad." Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up. Although he was confused, he felt at ease and did not feel annoyed.
Zhu Xie tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and the tea in the cup made thin and dense ripples: "Little friend, do you know about the ancient war?" He tapped his fingers a little faster and asked in a deep voice. .
Ouyang Ming's heart trembled, and he nodded without hiding anything. He looked at the other person with bright eyes and became highly concentrated.
This is what Bone Dragon told him over time, how could he not know.
(End of chapter)