Chapter 152: A Centennial Infatuation Still Unchanged
As soon as the white tiger's mane came into contact with the scattered fog in the sky, it seemed to be searching for a path, emitting several brilliant and powerful white lights. It also released an unknown gravitational force, pulling Murong Feng forward slowly.
Murong Feng's face was filled with joy. He knew that these four holy spirit objects would definitely resonate with the four elements of the Open Sky sealed in the Qingfeng Sword. He followed the white tiger's mane without thinking. Murong Feng looked at the walking route carefully and just followed the east, west, north, and south directions.
Direction, walking in a loop for dozens to hundreds of steps, the weather changes from cold to warm, then from warm to hot, and finally returns to extremely cold. According to this change of pace, the weather must follow a specific magic circle.
Perhaps, if White Tiger Mane hadn't helped him, he might have fallen into catastrophe if he made a wrong step.
After a while, the fog gradually dissipated, and the sky and the earth once again presented a clear scene. Looking from a distance, the sky gradually became brighter, and under the light group there was a whale wave, a vast expanse of water. Murong Feng was flying fast on the wind, and he could not imagine it at all.
In this sword that is only three feet long, there is such a majestic and magnificent world.
Until it was thousands of feet away from the light group, the blue sea and sky suddenly disappeared in a wave of water falling from the sky. The sky immediately turned overcast, replaced by thick clouds covering the moon, still water flowing deep, and shadows dancing like ghosts. Only clear streams poured snow.
, traveling through the distant mountains, not knowing where they are going or where they are coming from.
Murong Feng pinched the magic weapon with her fingertips and sacrificed the four holy objects again. Suddenly, she found that the white tiger's mane had become dull, while the red bird feather on one side looked extremely excited, constantly spitting fire, eager to try. Murong Feng smiled faintly.
"All the treasures in the sky each perform their own duties. This is also true." As he said this, he shot out a stream of pure air from his palm and injected it into the Suzaku Feather.
After Zhuque Yu received this stream of spiritual energy, the flames began to vibrate, like a phoenix rising from nirvana. After gathering and dispersing several times, a firebird with fluttering wings was born from the feathers, illuminating the streams with emerald green and the mountains trembling. Murong Feng stood on tiptoe.
The ground, using the strength of his legs, he skyrocketed up to 90,000 miles, following the gliding trajectory of the firebird. In just a moment, there were no hills in the mountains, and the sky and the earth merged. Looking back, the mountains stretching thousands of miles behind him had been burned by the flames to create a faint streak.
The visible trajectory is exactly a big "red" character.
Murong Feng was thoughtful, but before he could take a closer look, the illusion had turned into powder. At this moment, the fire bird on the red moon feather was about to extinguish, and was blown by the dark and cold wind from heaven and earth, and once again turned into a palm-sized cinnabar feather, quietly
live.
In the mountains and fields in the distance, a dark wind howled and the turbid waves emptied. Murong Feng counted with his fingers that two days had passed. At this time, there were still eleven days left before the half-month period mentioned by Yingye. Within eleven days, could he realize?
Whether he can defeat the Holy Army of Shadow Night and the mystery of Qingfeng Sword, the mission of survival of the six realms depends on him. Of course, there is also his wife whose soul belongs to him. Thinking of this, Murong Feng feels that the burden on his shoulders is too heavy.
, but it’s hard to get off the tiger, how can you be afraid?
"This battle! Only fight!" Murong Feng looked up to the sky and roared, his voice echoing around the world, turning into thunderous fighting energy that lasted for a long time. But the others had turned into a ball of pure air and flew into the distance.
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In the Golden Palace, the aura emitted by the Five Saints jointly enveloped a radius of dozens of miles. The two swords in the formation were still very obedient when they were used, but by the Qingming Festival the next day, the cold light emitted by the Qingfeng Sword suddenly became stronger, causing
The fire light emitted by the Fantasy Wind Sword was difficult to control. Finally, at dusk, when the Yin Qi was extremely cold and heavy, the Qingfeng Sword broke through the barrier blockade of the Five Saint Lords and began to fly around in the formation. Then every noon, there would be
It was slightly weakened. It persisted like this for five days.
But on the fourth day, a person inexplicably entered the heaven that shouldn't be there.
Nantianmen is located at the top of the Yaotian Mountains and is covered with snow all year round. This is the ancestral line of Yaotian, the leader of thousands of mountains, and is also the place that must be passed in and out of the Heavenly Palace. Tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers guard it all year round.
The sun is shining brightly, the sea of clouds is sparse, and the haze that has filled the sky and earth for many days has finally dissipated. The mountains are silent, and the white birds are flying. It is still as peaceful and pure as before. The Heavenly Palace is the place where gods and men live. If you are not serving in the Heavenly Palace,
Generally speaking, immortal saints are not allowed to enter and exit at will. Moreover, since the establishment of the Three Realms of Fantasy and Mysterious Realm, most of the immortal saints have moved to live somewhere, which has eliminated the clutter of the Heavenly Palace.
But I don't know when, a beautiful woman who has conquered the country and conquered the whole country was welcomed by the sea of clouds. Her eyes were haggard and pitiful.
"Brother Tianjiang, please inform Murong Tianzun that the criminal Mo Lingxue wants to see you."
The gatekeeper is a handsome middle-aged man with three eyes, holding a three-pronged and two-edged halberd. He has a heroic appearance and a graceful demeanor. His brows are full of divine power. Seeing that this woman is beautiful but pitiful, her pale face does not help.
He had committed so many sins that he couldn't help but feel compassion.
"Miss Mo, I am here to guard the Heavenly Gate according to the Holy Order of the Heavenly Lord. According to the Heavenly Lord's words, you are not allowed to step into the heavenly realm again, otherwise you will definitely be pressed onto the soul-killing platform and suffer the pain of the disintegration of three souls and seven souls. Today I
I won’t embarrass you, just leave quickly and pretend I didn’t see you.” While swaying his robe, Tianjiang silently turned around, hoping that she would retreat in spite of the difficulties.
Mo Lingxue closed her beautiful eyes and kept her expression motionless. Her tone was still extremely haggard but unswerving: "Brother Tianjiang, please inform Murong Tianzun that if you don't see Tianzun today, the guilty people will never leave."
The general was furious, and his eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a ball of light, which reflected the halberd in his hand, and shouted: "How outrageous! Boldly offend the people, don't toast or eat as punishment! Tianzun is burdened with a heavy burden, and is currently in the breeze, the phantom wind
You are struggling desperately between the two swords to find a way to save the country. Even if I let you in, you will not be able to see Tianzun. It is better to retreat quickly to avoid the pain of flesh and blood!"
She stopped talking, and just knelt on her knees with a plop. There were big tears on her brows, and she said to herself: "Brother Feng, is it really a narrow escape?"
When the Heavenly General saw him kneeling on the ground, he also withdrew the divine light in his eyes, and responded casually: "The Heavenly Lord's move will bring disaster but little luck. Before leaving, he had already carried down the holy metaphor: If you don't return for ten days, go back to your own realm. Don't ask for more blessings!"
Girl, please come back!" As he spoke, he shot out a divine wind from his palm and blew it hundreds of miles away.
Soon, it was getting dark, and the Tianmen generals were returning home, and Mo Lingxue's petite figure was seen in the crowd. She walked quickly to the front of the Tianmen, knelt down, and with her last breath of strength in her mouth, she cried:
"Brother Tianjiang, the guilty people want to see Tianzun. Can you let me go in and wait for him?"
The three-eyed god general looked at him with disdain and shouted: "You are bold and cunning, and your power is so great that you can see it just when you say it!" At the same time, several divine winds roared out from his hand again, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the clouds were chaotic.
There was a woman's scream, but it disappeared.
At the same time, he also ordered: "Commanders, please obey your orders. If this woman comes again, don't harm her life. Just blow her away with a divine wind. I want to see how hard her life is!"
The generals under his command said: "I will obey your orders!"
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The next morning, the Five Saints had just held on for a while when their Yin Qi converged, and they were already exhausted. The Qingfeng Sword was indeed a rare holy weapon. Although there was no one to guard it, the three-point ice soul sword energy emitted from the sword
, which has made the five holy kings feel extremely strenuous.
Just when everyone was relaxing a little, divine light suddenly burst out from the Qingfeng sword that had just been stabilized. The five people were shocked and scrambled, panicking and not knowing what was going on.
There was a boom of thunder, brilliance spread everywhere, and a person emerged from the smoke, it was Murong Feng.
Luo Feng saw it first through the clouds and mist, and exclaimed: "Your Majesty!"
The other four Heavenly Lords also came back to their senses. After listening to the call of the wind, they knew that it was a false alarm. They quickly withdrew from the barrier and said, "Murong Heavenly Lord has returned safely. I wonder what the form of the sword is like?"
Murong Feng sat cross-legged, composed himself first, and then responded: "The Qingfeng Sword is my sword, and it is also my natal magic weapon for many years. I should be familiar with its form, but this time I went there.
It surprised me. Fortunately, I was able to escape with the protection of four sacred weapons. The danger from the sword was enough to escape death."
Luofeng was worried when he heard this, and quickly continued: "Then what are you going to do next?"
Murong Feng sighed: "The formations in the Qingfeng Sword are extremely mysterious. There are five major formations in the east, west, south, north, center, the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and fifteen small formations. The seals in the center are the elements of fire and wind. The sword in my sword
The soul was trapped in the center of the formation, I tried to save it, but almost lost my life."
Ming Ye thought for a long time and then suggested: "Murong Tianzun, the two elements of fire and wind are mutually reinforcing things. Fire is stronger because of wind, and fire is more violent when wind has it. They must not be obtained at the same time. Logically speaking, the magic wind sword should contain earth.
, the two things water, earth and water are in conflict with each other, so it should be easier to control than fire and wind.”
"That's right, let me go to the Phantom Wind Sword and break through fifteen small formations first to find out the details. Then I will talk about how to deal with earth, water, fire and wind. I have found some methods of opening the sky formation from the Qingfeng Sword.
I have a clue, I believe this trip will be a success!"
Qianye, Yun Wangchen, and Haotian said: "In this case, we will continue to protect the Dharma and wait for the triumphant return of Tianzun!"
Murong Feng nodded and was about to stand up and enter the sword, but he saw a three-eyed general coming in from the door, saying that he had something to report. He then passed it on, and after praying, he said: "Tianzun, Miss Mo Lingxue is outside asking for an audience."
Murong Feng's thoughts were spinning, and the innocent smiling face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, but was washed away by the heavy burden on her shoulders. She coldly snorted: "I have a heavy burden on my shoulders, and I have no time to meet her at this moment. Let her go back!"
The three-eyed god general heard this and said: "Tianzun, Miss Mo has been blown away by the divine wind more than three hundred times by my brothers, but she still insists on seeing her. At this moment, her body is extremely weak and has reached the point of being weak. We will wait.
Don’t dare to release the divine wind!”
Murong Feng's soul was moved, and the love buried deep in his heart finally came to his heart. Some tears rushed into his eyes at some point, and he thought in his heart: Mo Lingxue, Mo Lingxue, why are you doing this? I don't want to
If I take your life, why do you come to look for me again! What a bad fate! What a bad fate!
"If this is the case, make arrangements to go to the side hall first and wait to hear the announcement!" After saying that, a wisp of green smoke blew past and disappeared into the Phantom Wind Sword.