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"open"
Following Xuan Mo's loud shout that shocked the world, surging and vast fairy spirits spewed out from her body, frantically stirring up the heaven and earth aura on the Leichi battlefield, forming a terrifyingly huge fairy art.
open.
The name of Xianshu has only one word, but the power contained in it is endless. Opening the door is opening, opening the mountain is opening, opening the sky and the earth is also opening the endless darkness ahead with a great fairy art from Xuanmo, and the dark world is rolling and rolling, and a thin crack suddenly bursts out of it. Like heaven in purgatory.
The divine power of the earth immortal can indeed change the world. Compared with this great immortal art that opened up the world, the Heavenly Tribulation Xinglei seems to be overshadowed. Taking advantage of the right time and place, the black that created the black sky no longer looks so invincible. Although a ray of light in the darkness is faint, it is like a spark of fire, igniting endless hope.
At the same time, more than a dozen rays of light erupted from the place surrounded by darkness. It was the Earth Immortal, who had been submerged in the darkness before, with all his strength, burning his life in response to the ray of sky in the darkness.
"Wang Lu, hurry up"
Golden blood gushes out from the seven orifices of Xuanmo continuously. In order to maintain this great immortal technique, she has already been overloaded, and her immortal muscles and bones are broken under the backlash. Although the fire of hope in the darkness is burning fiercely, the fire of her life is constantly weakening...
However, at this moment, Wang Lu seemed to be stunned, and stopped in place without moving. Xuan Mo's eyes cracked, and he urged again: "Hurry up, I can't last much longer.
Before he finished speaking, Wang Lu's complexion changed, and he stretched out his hand forward, but the movement was still half a beat behind.
Ahead, the darkness that was divided into two halves suddenly closed together, and a ray of light was instantly extinguished. Above the sky, countless thunder rays bloomed and moved in the blood cloud, converging into one in an instant, and piercing straight down. The thick thunder pillar was thousands of feet in diameter, swallowing Xuan Mo completely.
It took only an instant for the Thunder Pillar to land. After the rays of light dissipated, a circular hollow with a radius of one thousand zhang appeared in the sea of blood below, so deep that the bottom could not be seen. But the sea of blood was surging, and the waves roared. When passing through the void, they spontaneously detoured and refused to touch it, as if the space here had been distorted, and a special passage that did not allow foreign objects to pass was blasted by the falling thunder.
This kind of power, let alone when Xuan Mo is running out of fuel, even if he is in perfect condition, it is difficult to confront him head-on. This is Lei Chi's wrath of heaven and earth, and it is no longer invincible to a living being.
However, Xuan Mo did not die.
At this time, Xuan Mo was standing on the top of a dry mountain, held in Wang Lu's arms, trembling all over, weak and weak, with pale golden blood and tears streaming down from his eyes.
It was Wang Lu who saved her. At the critical moment, a pitch-black rapier appeared in her place instead. And Xuan Mo himself was transferred to Wang Lu's arms... Wang Lu sacrificed a Lingbao flying sword in his hand, replacing Xuan Mo's life.
"Fortunately, I can guess."
Wang Lu said in a cold voice, let go of Xuan Mo, and let him lie on the ground. The top of the dry mountain was washed by the rain of blood, and blood was everywhere. Xuan Mo's veil-like fairy clothes were soon stained with red and black, but she didn't realize it suddenly, and still buried her head on the ground.
"Give you five breaths of time to adjust."
Just now, Wang Lu exchanged the spiritual sword for Xuan Mo. This kind of human-sword exchange is based on the unity of human and sword. At the critical moment of life and death, the sword spirit of Black Sword forcibly resonated with Xuan Mo, swapping her out of the range of the lightning strike, and vanishing into thin air. At that moment, Xuan Mo was indeed saved because of this, but she was also extremely traumatized because of it, and her mind was almost completely destroyed once.
She felt the pain and resentment of Black Sword Sword Spirit before he died. It's a pity that there is no more time for her to calm down slowly. She can only use her fairy heart to suppress her throbbing and regain her composure.
"Okay, I can do it again later."
Wang Lu was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's do it again."
When Xuan Mo attacked for the first time, Wang Lu, relying on his extraordinary judgment and intuition, guessed that Hei was probably trying to lure the snake out of the hole, so he escaped by luck. Then, Wang Lu guessed that Hei would not be able to brew another lightning strike.
After the lightning strike just now, the blood cloud above his head was obviously much thinner, and there were also a lot fewer flying Thunder Snakes.
However, the situation did not become favorable because of this, Xuan Mo's blow failed, and he was on the verge of collapse, golden blood gushed out from the seven orifices, and large cracks appeared on his flawless skin... as if he might fall down at any time.
But Xuan Mo did not intend to give up.
She took a deep breath, opened her eyes, the pupils became blood red, the platinum blood flowing out of the seven orifices flowed back, and the color also changed from golden to deep red.
Wang Lu raised his eyebrows, knowing that Xuan Mo was no longer desperate, but risking his life.
She was compressing the fairy spirit, restraining and compressing all the remaining power in her body, expecting the strongest eruption. That's why the blood contaminated by the fairy will turn red again, and the lost blood will be pulled back into the body by this suction...
But this kind of compression method is based on the basis that there is no return. After the fairy spirits, primordial spirits, jade bones, and heaven and earth aura are all mixed together, it is difficult to separate them. However, if this were not the case, how would Xuan Mo, who was seriously injured and dying, use the second great immortal technique
After noticing Xuan Mo's movement, Hei reacted immediately. Although the Thunder Snakes in the sky were small and insignificant, they roared and charged down the clouds at this moment. From the sea of blood, monsters and demon spirits of various shapes also jumped out, ready to encircle and suppress.
Seeing this situation, Wang Lu's heart moved, and he immediately opened the arsenal of divine weapons, and lined up a mouthful of divine weapons of the Lingbao rank next to him.
"go"
Wang Lu squeezed his sword fingers, aimed at the cloud and shouted loudly at Luo Lei, and suddenly a dagger turned into a light and charged straight up, colliding with Luo Lei, and the two phases dissipated.
At the same time, there were three other flaming flying swords that faced the three demon spirits in the sea of blood respectively, and then resolutely blew themselves up, vaporizing these mighty demon spirits in an instant.
Nascent Soul-level cultivation is no longer enough to protect himself on this battlefield, so he can only rely on the arsenal of divine weapons and procrastinate with extravagant and cruel means.
Xuan Mo clearly sensed all this, and grief kept surging in his heart.
After briefly resonating with the black sword spirit just now, she knew very well how painful and desperate it is for these flying swords with spirituality to explode as consumables. As for Wang Lu, who is the main envoy...he was not born cold-blooded and cruel, driving Feijian to death with his sword finger, he must also be under great pressure in his heart.
Therefore, she couldn't waste this precious opportunity... However, just when Xuan Mo was about to fuse everything together, she was suddenly grabbed by Wang Lu.
"Wait a minute."
Xuan Mo's eyes widened in disbelief: "Are you crazy?"
This is a moment of time that has been bought at such a terrible price. You actually have to wait? What are you waiting for? Can't you see which side is more beneficial to time on this battlefield
"Wait a minute." Wang Lu emphasized again, and his voice became a little heavier.
Xuan Mo endured the pressure of burning all inside, but decided to follow Wang Lu's advice, but...
"What are you waiting for?"
Wang Lu was silent for a while, his voice trembling slightly: "I don't know either... But, I think Hei is urging us to act now."
While speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand forward, propped up a golden circle of non-phase swords, wrapped the two of them in, and pointed with his left hand in another direction.
The next moment, the two people within the sword circle disappeared from the top of the mountain and appeared in another place.
A place full of bright stars, cold and hot.
Outside the Thunder Pond.
"Fortunately, I was cautious enough to set up a road sign before coming."
The so-called road signs are naturally arranged in advance, and are exchanged with flying swords for human swords. But before Wang Lu finished speaking, Xuan Mo grabbed his collar forcefully and asked with his blood-red eyes, "Wang Lu, what are you thinking about?"
"A simple logic." Wang Lu firmly grasped Xuan Mo's wrist, and opened those slender hands little by little so that he could speak clearly, "The more the enemy wants us to do, the less we can do it." Do. Hei's approach seems to be anxiously urging us to launch a second attack, but in theory he has no reason to be anxious, and time is more beneficial to him."
Xuan Mo calmed down a little: "And then?"
"Then, I guess he's got some trouble and needs to get rid of both of us as soon as possible so he can get his hands on that trouble. In other words, he's out of his wits."
"So you want to say that time is on our side now?" Xuan Mo asked, "These are all your guesses, how sure are you?"
"Less than 100 percent." Wang Lu shook his head, "However, when the second attack was launched at that time, the possibility of success was not even 100 percent."
Xuan Mo gritted his teeth, realizing that what Wang Lu said was true. At that time, Hei Neng could rain down thunder from the sky and summon demon spirits from the sea of blood.
"So, hang on, I think the variables are coming soon."
"Hei... probably coming soon."
Inside the City of Immortals, Luo Xiao raised his head high, his eyes passed through the thick dome of the City of Immortals, as if he saw an infinitely far away place.
"you sure?"
Luo Xiao shook his head and said with a smile: "Wu Xin San was removed, and the trump card was lifted. If he refuses to come back, I'll just kneel down and call him father. And for me, why do I need such high confidence? Yes If you have a 10-20% chance, you can place a bet, even if things fail, how much loss can you have? Hold on to the fallen immortal's thigh, black can't kill me."
After a pause, Luo Xiao said again: "However, I think he will definitely come back. Maybe he can bear it if the Lost Heart Powder is untied, but if this thing is lost, he will definitely die."
Shu Si looked at a cyan vial in Luo Xiao's hand, and asked curiously, "What is this, so important?"
Luo Xiao gracefully threw the vial over: "The root of the broken heart, the vortex of depravity."
"Ah?" Shu Si was taken aback, flustered, and almost threw the vial on the ground.
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