Counting it all together, Liu Qinghuan only really came face-to-face with Hongshang twice, once at the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor's farce ceremony, but that day he was standing with the congratulatory monks, and Hongshang didn't see him.
It was normal. But the other time they were face to face, in the old hall of the Tainan Immortal Sect in the Sea of Howling Wind, where the Tainan Immortal Sword was placed.
However, at that time, Liu Qinghuan was just a young monk in the foundation-building stage, so how could he be noticed by Hongshang, so even if they were face to face, she did not recognize him.
In response to her question, Liu Qinghuan was too lazy to answer, and just said lightly: "Stop chatting and let's get started."
Hongshang smiled instead of getting angry: "Since you want to die so much, I will help you."
She pulled out the sword-shaped hairpin from her head and rolled it with her hand. The palm-length hairpin stretched into a blood-red spiritual sword. The wind poured in from above, matching her hunting and dancing bright red.
Hua Shang looks flamboyant and stunning.
It's a pity that his expression is too cold.
Liu Qinghuan thought to himself, and as soon as he let go of his grip, the Tainan Immortal Sword that he had been forcibly suppressing let out a sharp sword cry, and suddenly flew high into the sky, and the invisible sword intention surged out like a raging sea.
The sky that was clear just a moment ago was covered by thick clouds. A golden light in the middle became brighter and brighter. Then there was a loud cracking sound, and a purple thunder and lightning winding like a dragon tore open the clouds and crashed down!
Hongshang stood there, her long eyebrows that seemed a bit too heroic among women became sharp: "I finally made it into the Shura Blood Sword, but you destroyed it!"
She raised her head and snorted coldly: "So what if it can attract thunder from the sky? But the power is less than half of what it was back then. And if I can catch it once, I can catch it again now!"
As he spoke, he raised his robe sleeves, and the long sword in his hand turned into a long bloody dragon that screamed and charged forward. It collided with the purple thunder and lightning. With a loud explosion, countless lightning lights burst out like fireworks.
, fell on the ground and stone pillars, and another wave of violent explosions broke out.
The body of the Tainan Immortal Sword was in pain of being destroyed. If it hadn't been for meeting Liu Qinghuan, I'm afraid it would never have regained its true form. It had been suppressed for so long, how could it be done in one go, so purple thunder and lightning struck down one after another, causing the sky to crack and the earth torn apart.
, the mountains and rivers change color!
Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. From this, it can be seen that Tainan Immortal Sword did not show its full ability in the past, and because the filth has not been completely removed, its current power is not its true strength.
At this time, Hongshang could no longer maintain her condescending attitude. Her red dress was as red as if it had been soaked in blood. She quickly typed out several spells, and held up a semicircular light shield above her head to resist the frequent falling missiles.
Thunder and lightning.
Liu Qinghuan had a lightning-proof magnet on his body, and all lightning that approached him was automatically deflected. In fact, he was not 100% sure about killing Hongshang.
He may have the strength to kill the late Nascent Soul, but the Dzogchen monk is stronger than the late Nascent Soul. Hongshang is also different from the female thunder cultivator that day, and she is a sword cultivator, so she will only be more powerful.
He has not forgotten the scene when Gu Ye fought with Yi that year and was almost unable to fight back.
So today, he didn't dare to be careless, nor could he guarantee that he could escape unscathed, so he could only try his best.
The fingertips flashed with light, and several Qiankun fingers flew out, running towards Hong Shang who was restrained in place and unable to move.
The opponent's sharp eyes suddenly turned to him, and black energy surged all over his body, twisting into a black chain, spinning rapidly like a wind wheel into a round shield, making several bangs and bangs, crushing all the light.
Liu Qinghuan didn't expect to succeed with one blow. He still hit the Qiankun Finger repeatedly, but his consciousness condensed into an invisible long whip and was thrown out!
But he didn't expect that the whip of divine consciousness, which had always been invincible in the past, finally met the iron plate. Hong Shang just frowned: "I didn't expect that you still have the art of spiritual consciousness. You are the only mid-term monk, and you think that your spiritual consciousness is stronger than mine."
?It’s simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!”
Liu Qinghuan was secretly shocked. As he retreated quickly, he took out a cloth talisman and slapped it on his body. Several layers of light shields immediately covered him. The next moment, he felt a slight pain in his head, and he was in a trance for a moment.
He felt relieved: Fortunately, it seems that his spiritual consciousness is on par with that of the other party, so he is not afraid of being suppressed by the other party.
Shaking his head suddenly, his eyes regained clarity. The black chain was already close in front of him, and with a sharp wind, it was drawn onto the light shield. The light shield was broken several times in a row before it could block the power of the blow.
Liu Qinghuan released another sword talisman, smashing the black chain he drew again into pieces, and then turned it into a ball of black energy and dissipated.
Hongshang's face became even more indifferent, and black energy surged all over her body, turning her gorgeous face into a face like a Shura ghost, with more chains condensed and spread out like tentacles.
She originally wanted to deal with the unknown monk first, but then there was an exciting sword cry from the sky, but it was Tainan Xianjian who couldn't get close to Hongshang's body when he saw the thunder and lightning. He finally couldn't help it, and bloomed with several rays of golden light, majestic and majestic.
The sword energy was so strong that it tore apart the thick clouds and dispersed them!
Hongshang's complexion changed, and there was a roaring sound. All the chains were tangled together like snakes, forming an extremely thick black shield on top of his head.
The next moment, the Tainan Fairy Sword slashed down faster than lightning!
The black shield resisted for a few breaths, then shattered suddenly, and a brilliant golden light like an abyss like a sea burst out violently, like a sun that was so bright that people could not open their eyes.
Liu Qinghuan stepped aside, and when the golden light dispersed, he looked again, and saw that there was blood on the corner of Hongshang's mouth, and she was tightly covering her injured right shoulder with her left hand. The bright red blood soaked through her clothes and dripped on the ground.
The Tainan Immortal Sword was entangled with the bloody sword. During the fight between the two, the vertical and horizontal sword energy like a violent wind was so intense that no one could get close.
With a flash in his eyes, Liu Qinghuan took out the Nine-Turn Book of Red Dust and threw it. As soon as the rolled-up scroll reached the air, he immediately opened it and drew in the female cultivator in red who was avoiding him.
Hongshang raised her head and found that the scenery was completely different. The autumn grass was withered and the poplar trees were yellow, and it was a rustling scene.
She couldn't help but sneered: "Illusion...that's not right!"
A broken blade of grass fell on her body, but turned into a small sword silently, adding another scar on her arm. At this time, a gust of autumn wind blew, blowing the grass clippings flying all over the sky, but turned into something like
The rain of swords washed away like a rustling sound.
Hongshang suddenly slapped a palm, and the vigorous real energy came out of the body, shattering the sword rain that was close to her, but she didn't expect that the fragments were not heard, and flew up like star sand, making a comeback!
Liu Qinghuan's Nine Songs of Red Dust is naturally not just a fantasy, the attacks in it are real. He stood in a hiding place and watched Hongshang shattering the sword rain while flying in the Tao realm, looking for flaws.
He raised his head and looked outside. The Tainan Immortal Sword had cut the blood sword into two pieces, and left it to guard outside to prevent outsiders from approaching.
If Tainan Fairy Sword had been Hong Shang's opponent, he would not have been captured by the opponent back then, so he still had to rely on him later. The magic formula in his hand changed and he pointed at the sky!
The bleak autumn rain fell in pitter-patter, and with a swishing sound, the fine rain strands weaved a gray curtain between the sky and the earth, bringing boundless sorrow of separation.
Seeing a flash of confusion in Hong Shang's eyes, he softly uttered two words, and the Tao realm began to change quietly.
Liu Qinghuan knew that it was impossible to defeat the opponent with just an autumn realm, so he simply did not use the killing move, but relied on the melancholy state of this realm to induce the following move.
Hongshang was walking in the rain with her bare feet and snowy feet, her expression still indifferent. She had already spotted a flaw before, but before she could take action, the flaw disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This was interesting, she wanted to see what else this thing was capable of!
Between the hazy sky and the earth, a familiar mountain suddenly appeared in front of her. Hongshang paused and saw her own people worshiping her, saying congratulations on her promotion to the gods.
"It turned out to be an illusion." She raised her lips in disdain and walked through the crowd without looking. When she reached the mountain, she saw a petite figure rushing out and throwing herself at her feet.
Her younger sister, who was obsessed with love, burst into tears: "Sister, please let my cousin go, he is about to die, why are you so cruel!"
Hongshang would not respond to an illusory object, so she only gave her a cold look, turned her feet, and a black spiritual sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and slashed down at the corner of the mountain wall!
The Senluo City in front of her disappeared, and she suddenly appeared at the foot of a long stone staircase. When she looked up, she saw Ghost Emperor Zhaoyang standing at the top looking down at her.
And Su Luo appeared again, arguing endlessly with a haggard look on his face, and a look of hatred in his eyes that wanted her to die.
The scenes that followed were scenes of fantasy. One moment, Qi Gong scolded her full of accusations, another moment, Gu Ye jumped out to fight with her, and another moment, Su Luo's soul was injured and finally disappeared...
It's a pity that none of these can shake her mind at all, but make her even more mocking: "Seven emotions? Haha, it's really ridiculous! Every Nascent Soul monk who has experienced the inner demon test has long been heartless.
How can you be fooled by illusions!"
Liu Qinghuan looked at everything in the Jiuqu Hongchen spectrum with an expressionless face. When he heard this, he thought to himself: As long as you are still a human being, it is impossible to be truly heartless, not even an immortal can do that!
But what happened next was something he never expected.
When Hong Shang appeared in the illusion and her clothes were torn to pieces by the Ghost Emperor Luo Tu and he was treated roughly. When such a noble, powerful and arrogant female cultivator was humiliated and humbled in front of a more powerful male cultivator, Hong Shang's mood finally began to fluctuate, and in her eyes