"I said, this place is not for you to come to." Witch Longge spoke sharply. She appeared in an extremely strange way and killed the little red devil as soon as she met him. Her whole body was full of soul-stirring power.
"But we are already here -" Uncle Wei, who was nearest to her, replied.
"If you come, you will die." Witch Longge's voice was as cold as a knife.
"Is there no room for negotiation?" Uncle Wei was stalling for time. His back was to me, and just after he finished saying this, a vertical crack suddenly opened in the back of his head.
"Have mercy!" I shouted in time to stop him, but it was already too late. Uncle Wei's body was suddenly split in half.
The palm of Witch Longge is like a laser gun. She cuts wherever she sweeps without any hindrance, leaving only a stale smell of burned skin and hair in the air. Under her hands, anyone's life becomes a nightmare.
The leaves will fall at any time.
Gu Qingcheng is stronger than I thought. She witnessed Uncle Wei's tragic death with her own eyes, but she only responded with a faint sneer.
"Do you have to die?" I couldn't see through the black veil that covered Witch Longge's face. When she killed people in the camp outside the mountain, she only used normal methods. Everyone probably misjudged her strength.
"In this world, one more fool who dies can save one more smart person's life, don't you understand?" Behind the veil, Witch Longge's eyes radiated with exquisite light, "The next one is -" she pointed
Tiger, his tone was indifferent, as if the tiger was just a piece of grass or a grain of sand.
The bullets are no longer lethal to her. The next order of death should be Tiger, Gu Qingcheng and me. This is an indisputable fact.
The mist under the cliff surged up, and within a few seconds it reached the feet of Witch Longge. The air became more stagnant, and every breath felt more and more laborious.
"This is not the world that you should come to, or in other words, this is not the world that humans should enter. I warned you -" A red light slowly appeared on Witch Longge's fingertips.
Tiger suddenly burst out laughing, with the pride of looking forward to death: "Tang Qing, I carefully said that you two were once the most evenly matched opponents in the Tang sect in the middle of Sichuan, and the degree of damage to your body after practicing the 'Hundred Deaths Art' is exactly the same.
Both people will die. I believe that the time interval from success to death is exactly the same, so everyone will continue to look for ways to restrain the side effects of the 'Hundred Deaths Art'. Now, you have failed and have become such a person
It's a weird thing that's neither human nor ghost, and it has four extra arms. It's really ridiculous, hahahaha..."
Witch Longge was suddenly shocked, and the light on her fingertips suddenly shot out, extending into a red beam of light more than one meter long.
"You failed, but Xiaoxin has found the correct solution with the help of "Blue Water Yellow Spring Sutra", and you will soon become an immortal golden body. Only in the vast world outside, life has meaning. I believe that in the near future,
She will become the head of the Tang Sect and a big shot in the world that everyone admires. But you can only hide in a cave and die alone. In such a day, even if you live forever like a tortoise and a bastard, what kind of happiness can you say?"
The image of Tang Xin's fluttering fox fur came to mind again. Practicing the "Hundred Deaths Divine Art" first requires oneself not to be afraid of death, but human life has an end after all. When a huge amount of toxins are accumulated in her body,
, it is inevitable to suffer the fate of "all poisons come back".
"You're... really nice to her!" Witch Longge sneered in a low voice.
"Of course, after we carefully remove the restrictions on the 'Hundred Death Divine Art', we will hold hands and enter the wedding hall. From now on, the heroes in the world will only know that the leader of the Tang Sect in Sichuan is the beauty Tang Xin, and no one will remember it.
The former 'Falling Plum Killer' Tang Qing..."
There was suddenly a hint of sadness in Tiger's voice. Everyone understood that Tang Xin's life and death were still in limbo, and talking about the future was just an illusion.
"Break the restriction? Hum, is it that easy? Do you know what is waiting for her after entering the golden egg?" Witch Longge finally got to the core of the problem.
Gu Qingcheng had been silent for a long time, like a good humble and prudent student, patiently listening to the exchange between Witch Longge and Tiger. Uncle Wei's death did not move her, at least on the surface, she had achieved "Taishan"
It collapses before it changes color."
"That place is marked in the scriptures as the 'Mirror Fantasy Abyss'." Tiger immediately answered Witch Longge's question.
"Mirror Fantasy Abyss? This kind of obscure text does not reveal the weirdness there. All languages in the world are deceptions to deceive people. Only death is the most real. If they die, you will die too, even if you enter through this teleportation portal
Many people in that place are dead—"
The red light suddenly became intense, and I swung out the sword in my sleeve at will. The sword and the person, the blade and the mind have merged into one. It can also be said that I used my body and life to block the other party's inevitable kill.
one strike.
At the moment of the fight, I could feel the intense heat of the red beam, just like standing next to a flowing river of magma or near a huge steel-making furnace.
Invisibly, the wind of the knife moved the heavy and stagnant air, as if it stirred up an invisible vortex above the cliff. This is the weapon left by my elder brother. When I merge with it seamlessly, I seem to be able to feel his breath.
.
"Who? Is it you? Yang Tian? Are you back again?" A series of urgent questions sounded in my ears, sometimes on the left and sometimes on the right.
I took a long breath, lowered my eyelids, and concentrated on searching for the source of those sounds.
"It can't be him. At this moment, he is still imprisoned and unable to escape. So who are you? In a world where minds are at odds and two strong men are locked in a stalemate, are you a blessing or a curse?"
The wording of the last two questions is very strange. Only ancient people would be so literal-minded.
"Ah - oh -" Witch Longge suddenly let out two piercing screams. Her black robe rolled up, her ribs were rolled up, and four arms stretched out from her back. She raised them up at the same time as the arms of a normal person on her shoulders, pointing at
The stone wall above the head is domed.
The tiger hissed and took in a breath of cold air, and involuntarily grabbed my wrist: "Feng... look, look, she is no longer Tang Qing, but... another creature."
His ability to control himself was not even as good as Gu Qingcheng's, and his fingertips were deeply embedded in my flesh, causing a dull pain.
"Be careful, Feng, the opponent has lost control of his spirit, and the next step may be a shocking blow!" Gu Qingcheng jumped forward, hiding behind half a golden egg, and a delicate touch screen appeared in the palm of his hand.
Previously, there were descriptions of "six-armed monsters" in Tiena's electronic notebook and Guan Baoling's fantasy sleepwalking, but when four arms suddenly appeared on a living body, it still made me feel breathless.
Gu Qingcheng, the tiger is behind me, the red kid, and Uncle Wei's body is still warm. At this moment, I have no reason to retreat. What's more, the "King of Tomb Robbers" Yang Tian's "Knife of Beyond Distance" is in my hand.
It must not be brought to shame.
"The energy sinks into the Dantian, the mind falls into concentration, forgetting all things, and not knowing about life and death. You are not Yang Tian, but you have the same great qualities as him. Remember my words, this is a world where life, body, and weapons are determined by thoughts.
None of it matters..."
This time, I suddenly realized that the voice came from my heart.
"Who are you?" I asked with the "voice of my heart", the supernatural power left in my body by the Shao brothers in the past was working.
"Haha, is the name important? When the body and life become a burden, doesn't the name become the most irrelevant cloud? In that era, the most powerful swordsman, the most brilliant general, and the most arrogant monarch were all willing to
He calls himself "Wu Ming" with the word "Wu Ming". The so-called "Tao can be Tao, but it is not Tao; name can be named, but it is not named." What these four sentences want to express is the principle of "the great road has no way, and the great reputation has no name."
The voice was quoting words from the Tao Te Ching to explain my problem, and its tone was lonely.
"Where are you?" I asked again, but the answer was eternal silence.
"She's crazy!" Tiger yelled in panic. If it weren't for my "Knife of Beyond Distance", he would have suffered the same fate as Little Red Devil and Uncle Wei.
"Chi la, chi la" twice, the black robe on Witch Longge was torn from the middle, revealing the tight black clothes underneath.
"This is...the time of your death..." Every word burst out from the gaps between her teeth. The strange sounds of unknown beasts and insects also came from the narrow stone gaps on the way.
gathered together to form the harmony when she spoke.
If I can't find Su Lun, I won't give up hope easily, even if I'm facing a weird woman with six arms.
"Can the 'Blade of Distance' block Witch Longge's second attack? Who is making the sound in the dark?" When the situation became more complicated and confusing, I had to do it continuously for hundreds of meetings.
Only by taking deep breaths into the Dantian can oneself remain absolutely calm.
"Death...salvation...mission..." She vibrated her six arms like a beast about to become angry, but what she muttered in her throat were all obscure and jumping words.
"Feng, we still have a chance." Gu Qingcheng regained his confidence and clicked a few times on the touch screen with his right index finger, and the electronic notepad made a crisp "beep" sound.
"The ambush of twenty-five explosive points is all activated, and within half a second, the enemy can be trapped with a heart-shaped explosion circle. No matter how arrogant or weird the deformed creature is, it is still just flesh and blood. Wind, do you want to be free from it?
Are you going to control the last step of detonation?" She hid behind the golden egg, a smile reappearing on her tired face.
Uncle Wei died, but he had done a lot of unsung heroic work before, which was enough to give Gu Qingcheng the ability to control everything. The American explosion system is famous for its precise control, whether it is horizontal or vertical crushing capabilities, or vertical
, the three-dimensional air lang impact can be strictly defined, with very few deviations.
It's a pity that Uncle Wei can't see the results of his actions.
"No, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, let's not use explosives. Please remember this, Miss Gu." I just don't want this battle to start at this time. A big explosion will only destroy everything, but it won't give a perfect answer.
"You... are all going to die..." Witch Longge raised her arms again.
The flowing mist became thicker and thicker, gradually covering her dangling feet. Suddenly, I felt a strong whirlwind rushing up from the bottom of the cliff, with the power to sweep everything away.
"Everyone, be careful!" I immediately warned. At this moment, Witch Longge swooped down like a swooping eagle, and the red light on her fingertips surged like a sword from the sky, cutting towards the top of my head.
I closed my eyes suddenly, and the red light disappeared. Only my hearing, smell, and inner voice still existed clearly. The light is irresistible, because when the attack speed reaches a certain level, human beings' "persistence of vision"
"The function will be of no help, as it will no longer be able to tell the direction where the opponent's blade is pointing.
"Very good. If I hadn't known Yang Tian's whereabouts earlier, I really thought he was back. Young man, your spirituality is not inferior to him. It's a pity that you were born a few hundred years later. Otherwise, the world would not be certain in the flames of war.
Whose world will it be?" The strange man's voice sounded again.
My mind and body seemed to be separating, and the "Knife of Overreaching" in my hand was naturally swung out.
The rustling wind and the blazing burning breath kept hitting my ears and nose. At the same time, I smelled another body odor that did not belong to any man or woman, similar to a red-hot iron sticking to the skin of an animal.
The burning atmosphere.
Is she Longge Witch, Tang Qing? Or is she some alienated creature? Or, both Longge Witch and Tang Qing are dead. Now only their bodies are moving, but their thoughts have become something else.
I should go all out to kill her - I no longer have the "Knife of Beyond Distance" in my heart, and I will not deliberately think about what sword skills I am performing. The sword has become a part of my body, moving flexibly with Long Ge.
The witch's attack was deflected and resisted.
"You can't kill her. She is a lever and the key to turning everything around. Come on, we should talk."
The man's voice rang in my heart, and a sudden light flashed in my mind: "You? Square-eyed warrior?" The judgment came from the sixth sense, without any detailed thinking in the brain, and it was completely blurted out.
"Hehe, hehe..." The voice laughed, feeling bitter.
I knew I had guessed it right, but then a bigger doubt came to me: "Has he really lived here for two thousand years? From the Qin Dynasty to the 21st century?"
If this weird environment under the mountains has no concept of time and can eradicate human beings' "birth and old age", what about "sickness, injury, and pain"? Any of these three tortures will send humans into the abyss of death.
, unless "he" is not a human being, but a stranger from an alien planet.
Witch Longge suddenly let out a strange cry of "ouch" and quickly retreated.
I opened my eyes, and the blade was already stained with blood, and the stone slab under my feet was even more stained with blood.
"Don't kill her, don't destroy that delicate balance!" The voice became anxious, followed by a sigh.
"What balance? Do you know where Su Lun, my friend, went?" When it came to Su Lun, I was more anxious than him, and I just tried my best to be restrained. But I could feel that I was approaching the end of all the weird events.
core.
The sound of the wind suddenly intensified ten times, and a vertical hole about five meters in diameter appeared in the center of the fog.
Longge Witch's arms were lowered, close to her ribs. The black gauze on her face had fallen to someone unknown, revealing a pale face. There is no doubt that this face belonged to Tang Sect master Tang
Yes, I have seen her real photos in many confidential police files.
"Feng, you clearly had the chance to kill her just now, why didn't you do it?" the tiger whispered angrily.
Except for myself, no one can understand the fight just now. I know that the most powerful power comes from that "him". Since the other party can enter my inner world, he can naturally dominate the outcome of this battle.
"Can I get Tang Xin back by killing her?" I shook my head with a lonely smile. After the fierce battle, the sword of distance became much heavier.
"At least you can capture her and ask about Xin's whereabouts. And don't you also want to track down Su Lun? She may be the key to uncovering all the secrets. Alas, once she escapes, things will be much more difficult to handle!"
The tiger screamed in agony and pointed to the hole in the center of the thick fog, "That should be her lair. Look, she is going down -"
The white mist rotated counter-clockwise around the hollow, gradually accelerating, forming an astonishing vortex in an instant, constantly making terrifying and strange sounds of "swish, swish, swish".
"Tang Qing, hand over your caution quickly! Hand over Su Lun!" The tiger shouted in vain and ran towards the edge of the cliff.
Tang Qing's body slowly fell into the center of the vortex, and her long and scattered hair was flying wantonly. If it weren't for the four terrifying arms behind her back, maybe she could be regarded as a beautiful and beautiful woman, and she had made such a great success in the world.