When Liu Qinghuan let Jiang Xianxian and the others enter the sword domain, he did not immediately close the entrance. It is not known whether the holy master of the Zhi tribe was too confident in himself to the point of arrogance, or because he did not understand the power of the domain's magical power and followed him.
Jiang and Yu rushed in.
However, considering the fact that several of them fought against him alone but were beaten to death and the other two escaped, it makes sense that the other party was also crazy.
When he heard Liu Qinghuan's words, the monk named Yu immediately became excited and asked: "Fellow Daoist Liu, did the guy named Gu chase you in?"
Three feet outside the body, no fingers could be seen, and there were only roiling black threads. The aura of death was so thick that it was shocking. It was obviously extraordinary. But when thinking of Liu Qinghuan’s mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, Gu Jingchen was not even a late-stage monk.
How could the monk named Yu feel relieved after killing one of them with so much effort?
Jiang Xianxian said in a low voice: "The two of us are still capable of fighting, how can we cooperate with you?" Then he said to the monk surnamed: "Be gentle, don't let that person find our location."
There was deathly silence all around, and if there was even the slightest sound, a series of empty sounds and echoes could be heard, making people involuntarily become cautious.
Jiang Xianxian's worries were unnecessary.
Even though they have read some introductions about this kind of magical power from classics, rumors, etc., and know that it is extremely powerful, there are very few people who can practice it, so it still remains mysterious in the eyes of the world.
Moreover, each monk has different skills, physical constitution, etc., and the magical powers they have achieved naturally vary from person to person.
As long as the sword domain is not broken, Liu Qinghuan is the absolute master. So only he thinks that he can change the positions of the two of them at any time without anyone noticing, and he can also isolate Gu Jingchen in a remote corner.
At this moment, as soon as Gu Jingchen entered, he used his long whip again, swinging it like a wheel, causing the waves of black mist around him to roll. In fact, it didn't even touch him at all.
Liu Qinghuan appeared in front of the two of them and said: "Of course we have to rely on the help of our two Taoist friends. Are your injuries serious?"
When they saw him, Jiang and Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The situation was critical before, so the two of them rushed into the sword field for shelter without much thought. After they calmed down a bit, they saw the strangeness and horror of the sword field, and then they suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
If Liu Qinghuan has evil intentions, what they did today is tantamount to throwing themselves into a trap. Even if they are on the same side, this possibility is very small, but people are so different from each other, who knows whether Liu Qinghuan may harbor evil intentions.
So him being able to appear in front of the two of them really made them feel at ease.
The monk surnamed Yu covered his broken arm and said: "Nothing, I have practiced a method of rebirth of severed limbs, but it just takes some time to recover."
Liu Qinghuan naturally saw the two people's secret defense, and did not point it out, but said: "Well, you guys heal here for the time being, and I'll go meet that person for a while. Maybe the two of you will need to take action later, so you just wait for me.
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He paused and then said: "Of course, if you want to leave here first, you can. Gu Jingchen has been temporarily trapped in the sword domain, and the outside is actually safer than the inside."
With a squeeze in his hand, he saw the black mist split into a path on both sides, and the skylight outside penetrated the boundless darkness and flowed down.
Such a calm attitude made the monk named Yu lower his head in embarrassment.
Jiang Xianxian smiled and said, "It's very good here."
Liu Qinghuan said "Yeah" obediently, turned around and was about to leave, but her sleeve was pulled.
Jiang Xianxian said: "Fellow Daoist Liu, the guy named Gu is not easy to deal with, so be careful. Although I have used up some mana, I am not injured. If I can be used, I will just give you my orders."
The other party's expression was clear and his tone was sincere, and he didn't seem to be violating anything.
Liu Qinghuan felt a little warmth in her heart and just nodded, then quietly retreated into the darkness.
He casually twisted a piece of black silk as thin as a hair and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.
The black silk obediently let him catch it, shaking its head and tail and wrapping it around his fingers. This thing seemed to be very similar to the black silk, but in fact it was somewhat different, and it also contained his understanding of Tao.
Moving at will, Liu Qinghuan was not far away from Gu Jingchen in the blink of an eye.
He secretly said, "Looking closer, I feel more and more that this man looks both ferocious and weird."
His hands and feet were bent into three sections like a mantis, with sharp serrations and barbs on the edges. His face was also severely deformed, taking the shape of an inverted triangle. One of his eyes bulged outwards, and his needle-like pupils radiated a treacherous cold light.
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What's even more eye-catching is that he is covered in black armor from head to toe, even his head is covered with numerous stubby spikes, but he doesn't have any hair at all, making him extremely ugly.
The black armor seemed to be meager, but it could even withstand sword energy and spells. Liu Qinghuan wondered if the other party had taken off the sky-swallowing louse's armor and put it on his body. Coupled with the insect wings growing on his back, this man looked like
They look very different, with the limbs of various insects attached to their bodies.
At this time, the twisted face was filled with cold anger, and several slender claws stretched out from the front of the blade arm, grabbing the long whip and dancing wildly to vent their anger, preventing the black mist from getting close.
"How dare you destroy the sky-swallowing lice that I worked so hard to cultivate, the little bug in the gutter! Hehehe, you must hide, otherwise I will chop you into minced meat after being dug out by this Holy Master.
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Suddenly, there was a strong howling sound from behind, and a voice sounded from all directions: "It's true that we did not entertain our guests well and neglected our distinguished guests."
Gu Jingchen turned around suddenly and saw a small pot breaking through the fog and smashing towards it with a thunderous force!
"Hahaha!"
He laughed long and fiercely, and whipped out the long whip, causing the space to tremble: "Don't hide anymore? Wash your fresh flesh and blood clean, I will... eh?"
The long whip made a sharp arc and hit the small pot. The small pot body did not move at all and continued to fly through the air in the determined direction. However, the whip was bounced back by the shock and broke!
Gu Jingchen's expression was stern, and the shock force coming from his claws made his entire blade arm tremble, but the mysterious mountain pattern on the body of the pot was already clear before his eyes!
Anger is like a tsunami, overwhelming, and a suffocating huge invisible pressure is coming over my face like a mountain!
His face changed, and he immediately knew that he couldn't force the attack. He slightly bent the arch of his feet and was about to teleport away, but he didn't expect the mist flowing around him to suddenly boil violently, and the waves crashed into the middle!
"boom!"
With a loud bang that made people tremble, the Qingshan Pot smashed down with an invincible force. The body of the pot shone with a thick brown light, and a huge hole appeared on the spot.
Gu Jingchen was even hit and flew up, his chest was dented quite a bit, and he fell into the black mist.
He forcibly stabilized his decline, opened his mouth, and vomited out several mouthfuls of blood containing broken flesh.
The blood was not red, but yellow and greenish like an insect.
"It was actually hit..." Liu Qinghuan murmured: "What a pity... But he didn't get hit to death, and even the black armor wasn't broken, tsk tsk!"
Although the opponent's chest was sunken, the black armor on his body was not penetrated.
What made him regretful was that because he was worried about Gu Jingchen's ability to teleport, he was not sure that he could kill him with one strike, so he did not use the Ding Haizhu from the beginning.
The power of Ding Haizhu is too great. As long as it is smashed, the sword realm will be unable to bear it and it will break. Once the sword realm is broken, he will lose the best layer of protection. At that time, it will be difficult to avoid Gu Jingchen's pursuit.
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Therefore, he chose the safest method. He could advance, attack, retreat or defend. He planned to use the sword field to slowly defeat the opponent until the monks who noticed something strange here arrived.
"ah!"
Gu Jingchen was so filled with hatred that he did not expect to suffer such a big loss suddenly. His rickety body bounced like a bow and he counterattacked as fast as lightning.
Liu Qinghuan sneered, stepped back, and the thick mist rolled in, and his figure immediately disappeared.
The wind howled, and the layers of sword light roared in like a majestic and turbulent tide, cutting through the thick fog, but cutting into the empty space.
Gu Jingchen's eyes shot out two sharp rays, scanning the boundless darkness, looking for the missing Liu Qinghuan. At the same time, he hummed twice, and his sunken chest made a popping sound and swelled again.
This person is like an ugly big sky-swallowing louse with very thick skin. The sky-swallowing louse is not very intelligent and greedy, so it swallowed the black silk and killed itself from the inside. Gu Jingchen obviously would not be so stupid.
kind of situation.
"I don't believe it anymore. There are no gaps in your black armor!"
Liu Qinghuan pinched his fingers and saw the slender black threads gathering all over the sky like swimming fish, swimming toward the ancient mirror dust, looking for the seams of the nails or the holes for the eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Gu Jingchen looked gloomily at those black threads that made his scalp numb. He gritted his teeth secretly and turned around with the broad wings on his back, wrapping himself into a cocoon. He quickly flapped the remaining wings!
"Idiot! You don't really think that I can't do anything with your broken sword realm, do you? It's ridiculous. I'll see how you can hide after peeling off your skin!"
For a moment, the wind and clouds surged, and gray light like a sharp blade whirled out, and strong spatial waves rippled out, cutting the black realm into pieces.
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, and the Qingshan Pot was smashed out again with the force of a tsunami!
"Really? Then I will continue to smash you. Although you are as hard as a turtle, you are still covered in a ball of pus inside. I can't smash you to death and shock you to death!"
Gu Jingchen was hit a bit hard before, so he naturally refused to take another hit, so he had to stop flapping his wings and fly to avoid it.
The two of them went back and forth, and every time Gu Jingchen started to tear apart the sword realm, Liu Qinghuan would sacrifice the Qingshan Pot. When Gu Jingchen turned around to pursue him, he would hide again, and it was actually a stalemate.