The black dragon was in pain, and with a long hiss, it turned the whole sky into a pot of porridge, and the thick black cloud shook down like a splatter. Wherever it went, it seemed as if the plague was rampant, and the vitality of flowers, birds, plants and trees was uninterrupted. In an instant, There was no grass on the ground, and the falling black cloud swallowed Cheng Qian whole.
Nian Da, a country cultivator who had never seen the world, exclaimed and was too frightened to look at it, but Liu Lang stepped forward abruptly, raised his foot to leave the protection area of the colorful stone, and was pulled back by Tang Zhen's shoulders.
Liu Lang wore a mask on his half-human face, and he no longer looked like a teenager when he went to Mingming Valley. His voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper rubbing an iron pan, and it sounded very laborious: "Senior, I"
Tang Zhen said with a bit of indifference: "You just learned a set of introductory exercises, and you don't even have a sense of qi. What's the difference between you and those mortal birds and insects? Where is your turn to come out?"
Liu Lang said with difficulty: "Senior Cheng left me alive, and I will repay it with sincerity."
Tang Zhen said mercilessly: "You are brave enough to fill the gap between the big devil's teeth. What is he going to do?"
Rokuro's fists clenched suddenly.
Tang Zhen didn't even look at him, he just said lightly, "I'm begging for the big waves on the road to wash away the sand, and nine deaths, whether it's kindness or hatred.
Rokuro: "But"
Tang Zhen didn't seem to be worried about Cheng Qian at all, he just said, "Just watch."
Cheng Qian was swallowed by the black mist, and he couldn't find a way out for a while. He only felt that the whole body's real essence was imprisoned in the sea of air, and he didn't lift it up in one breath, and almost fell from the air.
His mood, which had not been disturbed for many years, was stirred up and down by the surrounding black mist full of demonic energy. For a time, the powerlessness of his youth, the ups and downs and the gathering and dispersing, the heart-piercing pain in the Juling Jade seemed to be heartbreaking. It landed on him again, and there seemed to be a voice in his chest asking, "You really have no resentment?"
His resentment towards his biological parents will end until his death. He can recognize Zhou Hanzheng with just a pair of eyes. The neglect he has suffered in his life is all in his heart. He never rubs sand in his eyes, and he can suddenly become a Buddha and become a saint. , forget the past
Does he really have no resentment towards Han Yuan's hand that passed through his heart
That's something that even the big brother who has always had a big heart can't care about it, let alone the always narrow-minded Cheng Qian, who has been at peace with each other for so many years. Is it because he changed his face and became a bright moon, he doesn't hold any grudge at all, or is he just borrowing As Tang Zhen took his memory away from the forty-nine years of unfamiliarity, and deliberately put it on hold
The confused black mist gathered in front of him and carved out the appearance of Han Yuan. Then Han Yuan looked at him and smiled softly: "Little brother, you are used to deceiving yourself, but now you are finally willing to tell the truth?"
The corners of Cheng Qian's eyes twitched slightly. Whether the Han Yuan in front of him was the demon who was hooked out by the black fog, he couldn't judge for a while, but felt that his always impeccable state of mind had been severely pried open. Immediately, as if the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant's nest, it collapsed out of control.
Han Yuan stared at him gloomily, and said, "Little senior brother, you were not so hypocritical in the past, you never give a good face to anyone you hate, why don't you even dare to mention resentment now? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your brothers will have a pimple in your heart? Or are you afraid that you will appear to be a little belly and sully your statement image?"
"Shut up," Cheng Qian interrupted him and said coldly, "What right do you have to ask me? Wasn't you the one who did it back then? Even if you were accidentally influenced by the painting soul, could it be that you have fallen into the devil's way all these years and sinned into the sky? It's not you? Are you still embarrassed?"
Han Yuan didn't seem to expect that he would return the mouth so frankly, and was stunned for a while.
Cheng Qian's anger raised his head without warning. He gritted his teeth abruptly and forcibly moved the stagnant True Essence all over his body. Regardless of the severe pain that exploded in his chest, he let True Essence rampage through the meridians and smash the demonic energy around him. Sweep the mess.
In this world, apart from the prison he drew himself, what else could trap him
Cheng Qian didn't mention the frost blade, raised his hand and slapped Han Yuan's face in front of him, and shouted angrily, "Can't I blame you on your head?"
There was a crisp "pop", and both the beaten and the beating were stunned for a moment.
Cheng Qian thought that the person in front of him was transformed by his inner demon, not a real entity.
In the blink of an eye, he remembered Tang Zhen's words of "using the body as a weapon" and "refining the mind to become a dragon", his eyes widened, and he whispered in disbelief, "Are you really Han Yuan?"
Han Yuan covered his face, and was stunned at first, then laughed hysterically: "Little Senior Brother, you are so inattentive, do you even recognize me in front of you?"
Cheng Qian's hand holding the frost blade was almost trembling: "So you are the one who broke into the Vermillion Bird Pagoda, you are the devil dragon, and so is the one who wants the little sister's demon bone."
Han Yuan carried his hands on his back and said lightly: "The ominous bones of the demons grow on her body. Besides making her suffer every few years, what good is there? It's better to peel off that ominous thing and give it to me. This ominous person, for the sake of the same family in the past, when I peel off the bones, I can take it lightly and save her life."
Cheng Qian's sea of qi surged like a tsunami, and a chilly cold air leaked out from between his hands and feet. The next moment, his whole body was like a hurricane, and the magic energy on the top of the cover was swept away, and a sentence was squeezed out of the gap between his teeth: "You Why didn't you ask me if I would spare your life!"
Before he finished speaking, the sword light of the frost blade skyrocketed, and the surrounding black gas was swept away as if it was destroyed. Even Han Yuan, who had turned into a dragon, had to retreat temporarily, and when the air turned into a dragon, he rushed towards Jiuxiao.
The darkness that devoured everything was torn apart by the bright sword light, and Cheng Qian's figure reappeared under the night sky.
The man and the dragon submerged into the sky together, fighting endlessly for a while, and even the shadow could not be seen clearly.
"Far away." Tang Zhen pulled Liu Lang back and shook his head. "The fight is so lively outside, and there is a chaotic demon inside. I don't think this building will last long, and it must collapse."
Tang Zhenren seemed to have a crow's mouth that was born with all advantages. When his voice fell, he heard a loud noise and the restaurant collapsed.
Before the hustle and bustle rose, it turned into a red cloud, and the huge red crane showed its full appearance. Jian Xiu confined the demonic energy all over his body in the cinnabar formation, and the bones on his body made a "click" sound.
Nian Da was dumbfounded and said, "This is Tonghe. It's not easy to be a bird."
Tang Zhen stepped back half a step, stared at the puddle for a moment, and frowned: "The celestial demon has always been born in response to calamity, and is born with blood, but she was born with the fate of the celestial demon, but she has half a person, and she should be bathed in blood. It's really not easy to be born, but being forcibly changed to be able to grow to such a large size, with a demonic aura suppressed by seven or eight."
Nian Da heard the words and looked at Yan Zhengming with a bit of admiration.
Tang Zhen said: "Forget it, let me help him."
Said, he stretched out his hand, as if it was randomly gathered from the air, and a single injection of True Essence was wrapped into his palm like a spring breeze and rain, and it fell straight into the cinnabar formation on the ground.
Li Yun's cinnabar formation was made in a hurry. It was interrupted several times by Tonghe's overflowing demonic energy. Over time, it was unsustainable. At this time, Tang Zhen repaired it, but it seemed as if he had been awakened, and it started vaguely. A layer of shining light.
Countless vines swayed from the cinnabar formation, and they were burned layer by layer by the fiery fire surrounded by the clouds and fog on Big Bird's body, and they followed one after another.
For a while, Yan Zhengming's pressure was relieved a lot, he tilted his head to look at Tang Zhen, and nodded reservedly.
Tang Zhen didn't care about being polite to him, he just looked at the puddles in the cinnabar formation, his expression darkened, and he whispered, "Why did you catch up with this time?"
I saw that the shape of Tonghe, which was formed by the puddle, suddenly elongated and became bigger. Before Yan Zhengming could let go of his breath, he felt that his sword intent was being madly backlashed by the demonic energy. There was no time to remedy it, and the cinnabar formation had been shattered in an instant.
Li Yun flew out and called out, "Han Tan!"
There was another crack in the cover of the five-color stone, and Nian Da pointed at the cover and made a fuss: "Senior, what's wrong?"
Tang Zhen said: "Tonghe is a phoenix, although he can't be reborn from ashes, but he has to go through several rebirths in his life. It's like a person suddenly jumping into the next realm after an epiphany. It's not necessarily bad, it shocked the heavens."
In the black fog in the air, a thick cloud gathered from all directions. Across the colorful stones, Nian Da felt that all the hairs on his body stood up, and he went to the potential Mingming Valley on the schedule. No one dared to take a half step forward. This was his first time. Once saw the catastrophe at close range.
After a moment of dull thunder surging in the cloud, a bright lightning fell straight down, Yan Zhengming instantly attached his sword of Yuan to the saber he carried, and the weapons were unified, and the first thunder calamity was greeted for the puddle.
The sky is the gong and the earth is the drum, and the thunder and the sword collided in the sky with a roar mixed with the sound of cracking silk, reflecting the nine heavens like day.
The saber that Yan Zhengming has used over the years is still the one that Zhou Hanzheng lost a tooth on on the deserted island in the East China Sea. He has always held it to remember his shame and never changed it. .
He felt a tightness in his chest, and the Yuan sword attached to the sword was severely injured. If he hadn't passed the frontier, I'm afraid this Yuan sword would have been useless, and he didn't take a breath, and the second thunder was already brewing. .
At this moment, the red cloud on the body of the puddle suddenly became a pillar as if it had been sucked up to the sky by something, rushing towards the sky, and hooked up with the black fog in the sky.
Demons and beasts were born together, the mountains and rivers changed color, and the second thunder robbery was wrapped in the wrath of the earth and the earth, and it crashed down.
The strong wind and thunder, the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the long chant of the dragon, the chirping of the bird's tip, the blazing fire on the celestial demon seemed to burn the Weiyang night into ashes, the mountains in the southern border trembled, and the five-color stone barrier instantly shattered clean
There was a terrified "Senior Brother" in the middle, his voice was soft, vaguely still a young girl.
Weakly like the sound of small mosquitoes and ants in the surging waves.
I don't know which senior brother she was calling, but everyone who should have heard heard it without exception.
The movement of the black dragon in the air suddenly slowed down, it jerked its head up as if it was enduring great pain, the huge figure flashed several times in the reckless night sky, and then shrunk into a human shape, slapping its back without any scruples. The ground hangs in front of Cheng Qian.
Cheng Qian's eyes narrowed, and the frost-blade sword turned a corner in a close call, passing the human-shaped Han Yuan.
The next moment, Han Yuan stretched out his pale hand and grabbed the black mist that was constantly entangled in the red cloud, but the frost blade carried the thunder calamity in the air.
Cheng Qian is very experienced in dealing with the robbery, and with the frost blade in hand, it is even more powerful.
The falling thunder was intercepted by him halfway, and swept out along the tip of the sword, out of tune as if the sword in his hand was dragging a huge meteor tail.
Cheng Qian's face was illuminated by a strong light.
Han Yuan on one side opened his mouth and silently called out "Little Senior Brother".
Cheng Qian glanced at him, his eyes cold, as if he was lying on his back on the east coast many years ago, and vowed to make a complaint to Master.
Han Yuan gritted his teeth, and nearly burst into tears by his eyes.
At this time, thousands of sword qi swelled up on the ground, Yan Zhengming's sword was broken, and the flying sand and stone, and even the surrounding wind and rain all became sharp in his hands, and the sky gathered into a messy but incomparable force. The giant sword, a sword cut off the connection between the red crane red cloud and the black mist of the magic dragon.
Immediately, the almost vast sword energy separated the heaven and the earth, and when the sky caught the soaring demonic energy, without hurting the puddle, it slowly pushed the ominous red cloud back to the ground, forcing it around the puddle. Within three feet.
Ten consecutive spells were thrown from Li Yun's hands. Each spell fell on the head of the puddle, and the fire on her body subsided by three points. The ten spells fell, and the dying Tonghe finally turned into a girl with wings on her back. All curled up on a messy ground.
The rolling thunder finally reluctantly disappeared gradually.
Han Yuan showed a slight sigh of relief, and the next moment, he changed his face without warning, his arms became sharp claws covered with dragon scales, and one claw grabbed Cheng Qian's back.
The atmosphere around him changed, and Cheng Qian had already reacted before the roar of the wind. His backhand was a sword. The frost blade that had just stopped the calamity was still carrying the remaining power of thunder and fire. When it collided with the dragon's claw, sparks flew everywhere.
A looming dragon scale flashed across Han Yuan's face. Just as he was about to say something, a horn suddenly sounded in the distance.
The horn was longer and farther than the usual bugle, and it was hollow and low back. It seemed to have a mighty army like thousands of horses. Now, little brother, then I have to go."
He said, pushing the frost blade sharply, his fingernails scraped against the sword and made a sour noise. Again tit for tat with Dragon Claw.
Cheng Qian said word by word: "Inner demons enter the Tao, what are your inner demons?"
Han Yuan's complexion changed suddenly, he grabbed Heiyun with his backhand, and turned around and pushed hard against Cheng Qian's chest.
Cheng Qian was caught off guard, and was suddenly forced back more than ten feet by the demonic energy.
After falling together like this, Han Yuan has once again waved his tail as a dragon and landed half a mile away.
"Instead of asking what my inner demon is," the giant dragon turned his face, Han Yuan's face flashed over the huge dragon's head and landed on a hideous and mocking smile, saying, "Why don't you go? Ask the senior senior brother what the inner demon is - I'm afraid you dare to ask or not listen."
Said, the magic dragon went straight to the north with the black cloud.
There were several whistles from the direction where the horn sounded, and then, several strong lights shot into the air from all directions, as if someone was signaling each other, Li Yun stepped forward and attached his hand to the wings of the puddle , slowly retracted her target-like wings, put her on his back tirelessly, and asked, "What's the matter, who is it?"
Cheng Qian fell from the air, his blood was not wiped clean, he stumbled a bit, was supported by Yan Zhengming, and scolded in a low voice, "Slow down."
Nian Da was about to come over to greet him when Tang Zhen interrupted him.
Tang Zhen said: "Don't talk to each other—Yin Yanghao and Qisehuo, these are people from Tianyan, I'm afraid they will be in trouble, come with me first."
Li Yun looked at Yan Zhengming, and Cheng Qian hurriedly introduced: "I forgot to mention that this is Brother Tang - Tang Zhen."
Yan Zhengming heard it, and immediately said: "If you have a daoist friend, let's go!"
The group quickly followed Tang Zhen and left the place. Their footsteps were extremely fast, but a few ups and downs were already dozens of miles away. Tang Zhen took everyone to a ruined temple with ease, and did not dare to stop. Li Yun's cinnabar formed an array around the ruined temple.
Tang Zhen, who was very knowledgeable, could see that he had been immersed in the formation for many years, but after half a column of incense, the ruined temple had been hidden.
Li Yun put down the puddle and stepped forward to help eagerly. Cheng Qian and Yan Zhengming were leaning against the door panel on one side to help them protect the Dharma, and at the same time they were silently adjusting their breath.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival night, it is really no more chaos.
At this time, Cheng Qian suddenly asked without warning: "Elder brother, what is the inner demon that was hooked out in the Vermillion Bird Pagoda that day?"
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