He looked at his hand in a daze, Cang Wu's eyes were filled with a strange color. The bright red with a hint of green was indeed the blood in his body.
But what's going on with this wound? With the protection of Xiao Qian Lei Prison and the protection of the body with tears and sadness, no one in the Guangling Sect can get close to this body!
Could it be that the Mahayana monks who were watching had intervened?
But in this world, except for the few three or five people who fell into the flow of scattered immortals, who can approach him silently?
Not to mention, he was injured without him even realizing it!
Squinting his eyes slightly, Cang Wu showed a solemn look for the first time, and drew an extremely simple rune with his right index finger. Then the purple electric current around him suddenly shrank, forming a circle ten feet in size, connecting him with Lei Bei.
They are all protected within it. The powerful current seems to have turned into slurry, forming an extremely powerful magnetic field outside the thunderball.
However, in the next moment, Cang Wu felt his left arm go cold again, his long sleeve was torn without warning, and drops of blood spilled out. It was as if an invisible sharp blade had just passed through his left arm.
After tears came back, he suddenly felt awe-inspiring, as if seeing a ghost. He looked around with an expression on his side. He had been aware of the injuries on Cang Wu's body from beginning to end. One time could be said to be an accident, but two consecutive times could only be explained as accidents.
There is a powerful enemy on the side.
But the attack of these five silent breaths, which can directly pass through the Small Thousand Thunder Prison, is too terrifying!
"Beihui, there's no need to look for it! This is not Taoism, and I feel that this attack should come from Guangling Mountain. This trip to the Northern Wilderness seems to be more and more interesting. It turns out that I can still be there in this world.
Cang Wu’s attack method is irresistible.”
Cang Wu smiled slightly and looked beyond Nongyi Mountain to the depths of Guangling Mountain. The two wounds on his body healed and closed in the blink of an eye, just like they had never been injured. The red oozed out.
The green blood also seeped into his skin again. Even the broken clothes quickly returned to their original state.
But in the next moment, blood flew out of the clothes on Cang Wu's left shoulder again. It was just like before, silently, but the difference was that this time the wound was bigger and had an inexplicable power.
It still remains in the wound and continues to destroy it, preventing the wound from healing.
But at this moment, Cang Wu was not angry but happy, laughing out loud.
"That's it! That's it! This is the disintegration of the law. No wonder I can hardly detect it. But it's so strange! Could it be that in the Guangling Sect, there are also loose cultivators here to avoid the catastrophe, or there is a fifteenth-level demon king, or
Can you become a monk at the pinnacle of the Mahayana realm?"
Just as the words fell, Cang Wu's leg once again spurted a line of blood without warning. This time, Hui Hui could see clearly that the flesh and blood at Cang Wu's wound was not caused by wounds.
The sharp blade cut open, but directly disintegrated, and was flushed out by the blood in Cang Wu's body.
As for Cang Wu's appearance, Nong Yishan and others have already seen it in their eyes. But in the hearts of a few people, it is even more inexplicable. Although Cang Wu said that he was in Guangling Mountain, they could not understand it.
You know, there is absolutely no one with such ability in their sect.
Mahayana monks, fifteenth-level demon kings, scattered immortals and the like were like a fantasy in their ears. Only Duanmu Han, who had flown to the vicinity of Guanyun Palace and had a spiritual hub, felt it in his heart.
He moved slightly, moved his sword downwards again, and fled towards the middle hall where the Dharma was transmitted.
And at this moment, another wound appeared on Cang Wu's body. This was not at the corner of the body, but straight through the waist, almost piercing a hole, and blood sprayed everywhere.
Cang Wu's face still had the same smile, and there was a little more understanding and surprise in his eyes.
"It seems that I guessed wrongly and overestimated! It turns out that it is not a Mahayana monk, but the Guangling Absolute Sword! Looking at its power, it should be the third form of the Guangling Absolute Sword. Someone is practicing these three forms of sword in this mountain.
"Attack me"
Lei Bei turned around, his body trembled slightly, and he looked in the direction of Guangling Mountain again. He subconsciously felt a strong sense of crisis and wanted to escape from this extremely weird place. However, he found that the entire space was covered by a wave of
The extremely condensed power is firmly blocked, and even with all one's strength, it cannot break the fragile and fragile space barrier of the past.
His heart suddenly became more ups and downs. This weird attack method was enough. Even the body of a divine beast like him, which had been promoted to the peak of the twelfth level, could be completely sealed in this space. This Guangling Absolute Sword
, is it really that powerful and incomparable?
Faintly, he felt a little more wary in his heart. He originally thought that Cang Wu still had some doubts about Guangling Sanren Yu Lingxiao's description. But at this moment, Tears and Sadhui was convinced.
If this method that could cause Cang Wu to be injured unknowingly was really the Guangling Absolute Sword, then Yu Lingxiao's move to defeat the seven demon kings of Qingzhou with one sword was by no means impossible.
The expressions of everyone on Shuihan Peak, including Nong Yishan, were also wonderful.
Guangling Absolute Sword? Is there anyone in the sect who has restored the three styles of Guangling Absolute Sword? Could it be Yue Yu?
Nong Yishan needed to control two magic weapons, and the other people also had to perform a sword formation together, and could not escape for a while. Gong Zhi had no such scruples for the time being, and immediately followed Zhan Xue and flew towards the middle hall where the Dharma was transmitted.
go.
"Once the Absolute Sword is released, no one can escape! Hehe! Look back at me, you don't have to waste your efforts. Once the Guangling Absolute Sword seals the world, not even I can escape, let alone you?"
A wound suddenly appeared in his right arm. Cang Wu raised his eyebrows, and then without changing his expression, he focused his gaze on the huge stone palace above the clouds of Shuihan Peak. He shook his head and said, "Did you know that this Guangling Absolute Sword?
The Demon King and Mahayana Cultivator Ten Thousand Years Ago
Among the warriors, there is another one with a more famous nickname, called the Sword of Heaven's Will! It directly controls the laws of heaven and earth, causing the flesh and blood in my body to collapse. This is the truth of Guangling's Absolute Sword! It is not the use, nor the fusion and creation of those shamans and gods.
But total control.”
Lei Beihui was startled again, this time feeling his scalp numb. But then, Cang Wu chuckled softly again: "It's just that I'm manipulating God's will to attack me, how can I not avoid the backlash of God's will? Besides,
Although I, Cangwu, do not have this control method similar to the Guangling Sword Technique, I can still do it with this lock-fixing method!"
While speaking, Cang Wu wielded a powerful demonic power, and actually drew out a large ball of blood directly from his wound. Then, as he shot out the seal in his hand, the blood actually formed a small circle in front of Cang Wu.
The spiritual formation. The purple electric current around the body escapes into it little by little.
But at this moment, the tearful Huihui next to me is the most touching. I feel that the famous and strange sense of crisis is gradually disappearing. And the spiritual formation made of Cangwu's blood clearly feels so abrupt, and the tearful Huihui is the most touching.
Through his perception, he discovered that this spiritual formation and the surrounding environment were unexpectedly harmonious and harmonious, as if they were integrated with the entire world.
Then the next moment, a white light flashed suddenly on Cang Wu's chest, but the wound caused was so small that it was almost negligible.
But a trace of suspicion flashed in Cang Wu's eyes. This wound was once again beyond his expectation.
It's a pity that both his soul consciousness and vision were completely blocked when he touched the stone temple, and he couldn't clearly see what was going on inside.
In the middle hall of the Chuanfa Hall, Duanmu Han was at a loss. She had already guessed that the person who injured Cangwu just now was Yue Yu, but she never expected that when she returned to the Chuanfa Hall, she would see Yue Yu.
Such a tragic situation!
I saw that the young man in front of me was shrouded in a layer of cyan light and shadow. The one hundred and fifty patterns in the Dharma Transfer Hall slowly and continuously revealed a lot of cyan light, which converged on Yue Yu, forming a
Image of a young Taoist priest with extremely handsome appearance.
But within this light and shadow, Yue Yu has completely turned into a bloody man! There are shocking wounds on his face, waist, and arms, and their positions are almost exactly the same as those of Cang Wu in the sky! It’s just that the wounds are longer.
It was so deep that it was almost like a river of blood!
Zhan Xue shed tears, holding the White Emperor Sword, and continuously instilled witchcraft power into Yue Yu's body, but it had no effect at all, and could only prevent the wound from worsening.
But even though he was injured like this, Yue Yu still wielded the sword with all his strength. And as the sword style that far exceeded the conventional sword control skills reached an extreme, Yue Yu's chest appeared again.
An astonishing wound.
Duanmuhan felt a slight pain in his heart and wanted to stop him. However, Zhan Xue behind Yue Yu dodged and blocked her in front of her.
Duanmuhan suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Get out of my way!"
Zhan Xue's expression was one of extreme grievance. He nodded first, and then shook his head violently. Duanmuhan was puzzled at first, and finally understood the anxious and struggling look in Zhan Xue's eyes carefully.
"Xue'er's soul is controlled by me and can only obey my orders!"
Yue Yu explained casually, and then laughed miserably: "I am now unable to control the will of heaven. I can only use the power left by the ancestor in this transmission hall to control the Guangling Sword Art. Naturally, I will suffer the backlash of the power of heaven and earth.
!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Zhi had already arrived. When he landed outside the palace door, his expression suddenly froze. He looked at the cyan light and shadow outside Yue Yu with a bit of disbelief: "This seems to be me."
Ancestor?"
Yue Yu had no chance to pay attention to it for the moment, and just continued to probe into the outside of Guangling Mountain with his spiritual consciousness.
Enveloped by the cyan light and shadow left by Yu Lingxiao, he not only felt that he had abundant mana, but it was much easier to control the fourth form of the Guangling Absolute Sword. The power of his soul consciousness had also been enhanced. He could detect it even without using his eyesight.
See the situation over there at Cangwu.
"Law of solid locking?"
After focusing on the blood formation for a moment, Yue Yu sneered. If he could resist the Guangling Absolute Sword with just this method, then this set of swordsmanship would not be worthy of his evaluation as a sword that should not exist in the world.