Look at the density, there are at least thousands of swords. If it is blown by such a gust of swords, it will be minced into pieces.

In an instant, Shadow Weaver's scalp was about to explode. He hurriedly avoided the clouds under his body, turned around and made a gesture, and raised a thick ice wall, trying to block the wind of the sword.

It's just that the strong wind is easy to block, but the sword wind is difficult to block. It is obvious that a foot-thick ice wall has been built, but at this moment, it is like a thin window screen, lightly and deftly passed through by the sword wind, straight towards Weaver Shadow.

It flew over at such a fast speed that it rushed behind Zhi Ying in an instant.

Zhiying hurriedly summoned Cangsha to use his sword to resist. At the same time, the clouds turned rapidly and changed direction. Unexpectedly, the sword wind also turned, almost forming a sharp right angle, and he quickly chased after him.

He used a sword move and was crushed by the sword wind. He came straight towards him. Before Zhiying could use the next move, the sword wind was in front of him. At the same time, the cloud was driven three feet above the sea of ​​magma and fire. He only needed to fall one more point.

The fire snakes below can lick up, evaporate the clouds, and burn the people held by the clouds to ashes.

In desperation, all the moves were in vain. Zhiying closed her eyelids tightly and held the Cangsha Sword horizontally above her head, as if she were in the starry forest. However, after a while, there was no movement at all, and there was no movement on her body.

No pain was felt.

She opened one eye strangely and looked at the situation through the gap.

There was a strong sword wind somewhere in front of her, and she was startled and confused. She put down Cangwu and looked up.

In the blue sky, white clouds were floating, and the sword wind just now did not disappear, but hovered in the clear sky, sometimes shuttling between the clouds, as if the chase just now was something she had imagined out of thin air.

She let out a long breath and raised her sleeves to wipe away the cold sweat on her forehead. However, the cold sweat was not wiped away, and soon a layer of hot sweat broke out. Zhiying knew what was going on under the clouds without looking.

Raising her head and taking a look at the sword wind that was always moving through the sky, she murmured: "You haven't come down for so long, you shouldn't be staring at me now."

So while staring closely at the sword wind, she slowly rose up through the clouds, reaching a height of about ten feet. The sword wind did not move, and the sea of ​​magma and fire below was still rolling violently.

She looked around, and all she saw was red magma and red gold flames, as if she had just experienced a volcanic eruption, with magma everywhere and all life being destroyed.

The spiritual consciousness spreads out everywhere, and it seems to have no end.

Zhiying curled his lips: It looks like it’s another space formation.

She took out the disc and fiddled with it, but the pointer on it was motionless, so she threw it back into her sleeve and stared at the sword wind above. The strangest thing in this space was the sword wind. It kept lingering on it, as if it was guarding something. Could it be the sky?

Is that the key?

Thinking like this, he immediately put it into action, instructing the clouds to fly upward.

Because she was still frightened by what happened just now, she still kept a close eye on the sword wind in order to respond in time.

Halfway up, I vaguely heard a ringing sound like a bell in my ears. My heart skipped a beat. In the blink of an eye, I saw the sword wind that was supposed to be traveling through the clouds coming towards me with a sharp sound of breaking through the sky.

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This time, she was mentally prepared. She flew back in the clouds, and was pursued by the sword wind. She almost fell a foot, but the sword wind suddenly turned around and turned back again. She thought, maybe it would only happen when they reached a certain distance.

Trigger sword wind attack?

With the guess in mind, she rose again by more than a foot, and the sword wind immediately roared in. The shadow weaver immediately descended, and the sword wind turned around again.

Now it is certain that as soon as the boundary line is crossed, Jianfeng will launch an attack, but if you don't fly up, how can you check the exit? What's more, there is still a sea of ​​​​hot magma and fire under your feet. It is really uncomfortable to not go up or down.

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She sat on the clouds, raised her hands to support her forehead, and couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it the Wenxin Cave? Why does it look like this?"

It was originally a soliloquy, but unexpectedly someone behind me responded: "No need to be afraid." This voice was a bit cold, like a piece of cold jade, which can suppress all the manic anger in your heart on a hot summer day.

The voice that she had heard every day, when she heard it at once today, still had an indelible attachment, making her immediately turn around happily and call out the words that had become a habit: "Senior brother!"

The man in front of her was still dressed in pale white clothes with narrow sleeves and a waist, and he seemed to be an orthodox Yun tribe member like her. He frowned slightly and asked, "Why are you here?"

In front of Ju Lue, she could never tell a lie, so she answered honestly: "I'm looking for a treasure." With this sentence, nothing else was said.

"Oh? What kind of treasure can make you leave heaven without returning and go into danger?" Ju Lue's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was slightly colder, making Zhi Ying couldn't help but shudder.

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A smile appeared on her face, and she praised: "Of course it is a good treasure! The spiritual power is powerful, pure and strong. With it, your progress will be extremely fast, and you will be promoted to a god..."

"Truthfully." The wrinkles between Ju Sue's brows deepened a little further.

The voice as clear as a mountain stream was no match for Ju Wei's faint words. Zhiying's eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, her eyes were clear, and she said innocently: "What I said is the truth." After a pause, he added

He said, "It's all of them."

Ju Lue said: "Half false and half true. Do you really want it?"

Zhiying knew that she couldn't hide it from him. Even if she didn't tell him, her senior brother would still know with his transparent mind. She said: "It's not me who wants it, it's the demon clan, Demon Lord Xiuyuan, he wants it."

Yayoi Lin, he wants to save..."

"Demons?" Ju Lue's voice suddenly became very subtle.

"...Yes, Demon Clan." Zhi Ying looked into his eyes for a moment, observing every detail on his face, as if the slightest change was of vital importance to her.

Ju Lue still had the same look on his face and asked her: "Who to save?"

Zhi Ying closed her eyes and bit her lip, tasting the fishy-sweet taste, then slowly let go, and suddenly raised her eyes as if she had gathered enough courage, with sadness and hope flowing in her clear eyes.

She didn't answer but asked instead: "Before answering this question, I want to ask senior brother something. That day at Buzhou Mountain, senior brother, why did Qingzuka stab him? It was an accidental injury, right?"

Ju Lue met her gaze without hesitation and said: "Qingzhong will never..."

Before Zhiying heard the complete answer, the swords from the sky all pierced towards him. Thousands of sharp swords pointed at Ju Lue's vest. Zhiying was about to push him away, but he didn't want the figure in front of him to suddenly disappear.

The thousands of exposed sword edges were pointed directly at her, flying straight towards her without any pause.

"Brother!"
Chapter completed!