The fingers in Huaiyang Dao's sleeves moved slightly, and his Feilong Sword immediately flew out of his sleeves, and the afterimage changed and flew into his hand automatically.
He stood there with his hands behind his back, slightly raising his chin, looking up at the blood moon, thoughtfully.
After about a while, his right ear moved slightly, and he seemed to hear a strange sound.
He tightened his eyebrows and immediately looked to the southwest of the mountain.
There was a silver-white frost between the sky and the earth, and the sudden burst of fire was very eye-catching.
After muttering a few spells silently, the Fei Fei Sword came out of his hand and floated in mid-air. It grew several times larger in the blink of an eye, with cyan light feathers swirling around it.
Taoist Huaiyang flashed and landed firmly on the giant sword. He put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and silently recited the mental formula. After the sword trembled twice, it flew towards the mountain under his control.
He Cishan doesn't say it's big, it doesn't matter whether it's small.
The barrier was surrounded by countless demons and monsters, but not a single one was seen within the barrier.
But Taoist Huaiyang knew that this was not a good thing.
I'm afraid that there are more powerful monsters hidden in this mountain.
The further up the mountain I flew with my sword, the colder I felt.
Nothing unusual happened along the way, but the uneasiness in his heart became deeper and deeper.
It was obviously flying up the mountain, but within sight, the light was getting darker and darker, making it impossible to see anything.
Even the blood moon in the sky seems to have become smaller.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and he seemed to have hit something.
He staggered and almost fell from the sword.
Several lighting charms were used in succession, but each time they were lit, they would immediately go out.
"How strange! What kind of monster is it that has such magical powers?"
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The strange sound of water drops suddenly sounded, and Taoist Master Huaiyang's pupils suddenly widened, as if a thunder exploded in his heart.
How could he hear the sound of water droplets dripping on the ground while he was flying with his sword in the air?
Could it be that everything we see now is an illusion?
When did he fall into the trap? He didn't notice it at all!
At this time, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle, but at the same moment, a sound of "stab, stab, stab" was heard. The hand seemed to be injured by the spiritual power of Fu Ling Sword, and it immediately shrank.
Went back.
Taoist priest Huaiyang didn't feel any pain. He bent down and touched his ankle. Although he couldn't see, he could still feel that it was a relatively viscous liquid.
Could it be... is...
"Taoist Master! Help!!!"
At this time, Huaiyang suddenly heard a woman's call! And it actually sounded familiar!
"Who are you?"
"Taoist! I am Shang Jingyao! Help! Take me out of here quickly!"
Shang Jingyao? Princess Jingyao? Isn’t she dead? Why is she here?
After much hesitation, he took out a red bead from his waist and rubbed it twice with his thumb. The bead seemed to become much brighter.
Many years ago, he once tamed a Yaoguang deer, but during a battle, Yaoguang died unfortunately, leaving behind her demon elixir at the last moment.
Over the years, he has been carrying it with him, but he never thought that one day it would be useful.
In the faint light, he suddenly realized that instead of flying into the air, he had fallen deep into the ground.
Not far away from him, a woman in blue was sitting there, bound by chains, kneeling.
He took the Fuling Sword back into his hand and bowed respectfully: "I pay my respects to Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"Okay, okay! Don't be too polite! Please save this princess and get out of here!"
"May I ask, princess, where is this place? Princess, why do you appear here?"
Shang Jingyao struggled several times to stand up, but was dragged by the heavy chains and fell back down. There were many blood marks on her wrists, and there were old scars. It seemed that she had been here for a long time.
Stayed for quite some time.
"Taoist Priest! I don't know where this is! About a month ago, when I first arrived in Jiangdu, I was knocked unconscious. Later, I was imprisoned in a very cold place. Later... later I
I heard a woman say that she would continue to live on my behalf! After that, I lost consciousness, and when I woke up, I was already here!"
The look in Taoist Master Huaiyang's eyes was a bit indescribable: "The princess would rather commit the crime of deceiving the emperor, and also fake her own death to come to Jiangdu. What is the reason?"
"This... of course I can't tell you the reason for this! Oh! Stop asking and untie me first!"
"It's so dark all around that even the poor Taoist can't see anything. How can the princess, a mortal, see the poor Taoist and call out?"
Shang Jingyao didn't expect that Taoist Huaiyang was so wary, so he had to explain: "When the woman left, I don't know what she gave me to eat. I have been here for more than a month, and at the beginning, my eyes were in darkness.
Later, I suddenly could see clearly. Moreover, I didn’t eat or drink, but I didn’t starve to death!”
Taoist Master Huaiyang thought for a moment, then flicked the sword in his hand. The sword trembled and flew towards the direction of Shang Jingyao.
Cyan light and shadow flashed, and with the sound of "bang, bang, clang, clang", the chains were finally broken.
Shang Jingyao sat on the ground, her legs and feet were a little numb. She twisted her wrist twice, but she hissed in pain and took a breath of cold air.
He took out a porcelain white medicine bottle from his cuff, sprinkled some powder on the wounds on his wrists and ankles, and saw that the wounds were healing quickly.
When he lowered his eyes, a sly smile flashed in his eyes, followed by deep worry.
Just when he stood up, the elegant fragrance hit his face. He raised his head slightly and saw that Taoist Huaiyang was already close in front of him.
The two people's eyes met, and then they looked away in unison.
Shang Jingyao jumped on the spot twice, turned his head and asked with a smile: "Taoist Priest, how did you get down?"
Taoist Master Huaiyang ignored her and just clenched the Fu Ling Sword in his hand.
"Taoist priest? Then what are we going to do next?"
As Shang Jingyao said this, he suddenly took Taoist Master Huaiyang's arm. His body temperature was as cold as a corpse, not like a living person at all.
The latter glanced at the demon pill, which was getting redder and brighter, but did not pull out his arm.
Suddenly, his eyes became fierce, and he flicked the sword with his fingertips. A flash of light suddenly appeared, and countless light feathers flew out from the sword.
The sound of "swish, swish" of spiritual power breaking through the air was heard endlessly, and there was also a weird sound of "swish, swish, swish", as if something sticky was being thrown to the ground.
"Hey...what is that thing? It's so disgusting!"
Taoist Huaiyang endured the discomfort and put his arms around Shang Jingyao's shoulders. The two of them spun upwards, their clothes flying, and countless spiritual lights lingering around them.
She raised her head slightly and could clearly see his appearance. He was cold and dusty, with a pair of strange eyes that had no luster but a murderous aura.
Shang Jingyao didn't know what he thought of and let out a long breath.
The strange talisman mark was looming between Taoist Master Huaiyang's eyebrows, and reddish light spots in gold flew out from his forehead.
The smile on Shang Jingyao's face suddenly stiffened, and she pretended to be confused and ignorant. She stretched out her hand and gently poked his forehead. However, the scorching heat made her quickly retract her hand because of the pain.
And he yelled 'Aah'.
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