Chapter 1146: The Snowy Flower Withers and Withers
Chapter 1146
In the blood stone forest, the place where the dragon-patterned gold rough stone was born.
The violent power of the star element filled this space, and various phenomena exploded wildly, thunder, flames, ice, snowflakes, sword lights, and palm lights, and all the same.
The fight between Ye Ziling and Lei Ying caused unimaginable damage, and the aftermath alone made people frightened.
In the sky, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and nine green phoenixes are wearing purple thunder heavy armor. They are like peerless swords, shining in the sky, turning into terrifying geese and shuttle in this void.
Even in an extremely unfavorable situation, Ye Ziling's vision never collapsed. Xiao Kun, who wanted to pursue Lin Yun and others, looked quite ugly.
The woman fought against Lei Ying, and she was obviously in a mess, but she still had the strength to block them.
Rumble!
The lightning and flames rioted, forming countless monsters, and evolving into terrible visions of demons dancing around.
The area where the Thunder Eagle is located seems to be a thunder purgatory, with fire rising into the sky and a vicious aura.
His face was extremely gloomy, his eyes swept away, locking in the endless snowflakes ahead. Then the star element surged, and dazzling starlight burst out from his dark body, piercing through the void, and slapped out with a palm.
boom!
When the palm light was slapped out, hundreds of monsters that had evolved around him roared at the same time. They rolled up with him like thousands of troops, wrapped in the pressure that made the heaven and earth tremble.
Bang!
Wrapped with thunder and flames, a palm that was as heavy as a mountain, held it with the sword light again.
The moment the fist light hit the sword light, the thunder eagle's body surged into it, pouring into it like a river. There was only a loud noise, and the sword light spread like snowflakes, and the lightning in the sword light dispersed at the same time.
Come.
With a palm slamming the opponent's sword move, Ye Ziling's tall body floated into the snowflakes like a piece of paper.
Or to be precise, it is the snow flower.
It seems as gentle as snow, but no flower condenses the power of thunder, and the undispersed sword intent of the sky.
Whoosh!
The opponent was knocked back with one blow, and the thunder eagle's body rushed into the snow like lightning. When he looked up, he saw a vast snow everywhere he saw. In the heavy snow, a shadow flashed like lightning.
Scream! Scream!
When the figure was flickering, the lightning remaining in the void kept making noises.
Lei Ying's face was unprecedentedly gloomy. He didn't know how many times he had broken the opponent's sword move. But the opponent didn't fight with him at all. After one blow, it immediately dissipated in the vast snow.
That is a kind of holy spirit-level body technique of the Xue Yao family, called the Divine Light Thunder Shadow Art, which is not very difficult to deal with on weekdays.
But once the blood of the Xue Yao family blooms and evolves into the endless snow vision, it is extremely difficult to find the other party hides in the purple snow flowers flying all over the sky.
This is because the other party's realm is too low. If his cultivation level is improved, he will be elusive.
If you are not careful, you will be trapped in it and be in a dilemma. If you are not careful, you will immediately fall.
It was Lei Ying who relied on his own background to rush around in this vision, looking for the other person's figure regardless of everything.
call out!
Lei Ying swept away his eyes, and in the wind and snow, he saw Ye Ziling, who was as black as a waterfall, wearing a purple skirt, and was independent of the world. Her fair jade hand was holding a sharp sword with a cold light, and the sword body was lingering.
Glorious light and chill.
At this moment, her cold cheeks looked pale than ever before.
The blood stains at the corners of her mouth had already dried up, like a plum blossom reflected in the vast snow, dotted on her pale face.
No matter who it is, it can be easily seen that her current condition is extremely bad. Only the snow-burning flowers in her eyes are still shining brightly and dazzlingly.
It is shining with a sharp edge and a rugged and proud.
"Ye Ziling? Since you have the blood of the Xueyao family, why should you fight so hard for the Fuyun Sword Sect? How big is the world? Why bother to die for a few cats and dogs?"
Lei Ying stared at Ye Ziling indifferently, and the black and white face towel evolved into a sneer.
"You haven't won yet!"
Ye Ziling raised her head, and a faint look appeared on her cold and delicate face.
But the blood stain on the corner of the mouth looked quite eye-catching in the endless wind and snow, cold and beautiful.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Lei Ying was stunned for a moment, smiled strangely, and said lightly: "You know it, if I really want to take action, you will definitely be defeated. I just don't want to kill you, and completely offend the Fuyun Sword Sect and the Xue Yao family.
Forget it."
"No, you're injured, and you're seriously injured."
Ye Ziling looked at him indifferently and ruthlessly, her eyes seemed to be able to see through all the expressions under the black and white scarf of the other party, and said ruthlessly and cruelly: "You can kill two divine pills, which is related to the straw coat on your body. But I am from Fuyun Sword Sect.
Elder, even if you are just a little Divine Pill Realm Venerable, you will never be able to kill you easily.”
"you!"
It can be clearly felt that Lei Ying's body was trembling slightly, and the terrifying murderous intent spread wildly on him. The black and white facial scarf that changed like ink was rare, with a blank expression.
"The disciples of the Demonic Dao seem to be moody and extremely cruel, but they are not stupid. If you kill Qin Feng, you just want to shock others. You can deceive those evil cultivators, but you can't deceive me..."
The purple snow flowers are flying non-stop, Ye Ziling said indifferently: "You dare to rebel even the super sect of the Demonic Dao, how could you really be afraid of the Xueyao family and the Fuyun Sword Sect? Others can do it, you won't...
If you want to sacrifice astrology, you may have to pay a lot of money."
Ye Ziling's words were like the wind and snow in the sky, causing Xiao Kun and many other evil cultivators to sweat coldly on their backs.
He looked at Lei Ying involuntarily. Is this true?
"Tsk tsk tsk, I really underestimate you!"
Lei Ying's black and white facial scarf showed a strange smile, but his voice was extremely cold: "Ye Ziling, you are really not afraid of death!"
boom!
The moment the words fell, a scroll bloomed behind the Thunder Eagle and then slowly unfolded.
Rumble!
An ancient monster was engraved on the scroll. When the scroll was completely unfolded, the monster jumped out of the painting, and countless black starlight burst out.
It was a black demon eagle, cast by thunder and flames, and its body was like steel that burst out with metallic luster. It roared a shrill roar, making the sky full of demon clouds.
A terrifying demonic light burst out from the Thunder Eagle. At this moment, he was like a devil walking out of purgatory.
A burst of strange laughter came from his mouth. He didn't catch Ye Ziling's figure in the wind and snow, but directly slapped it out with a palm.
boom!
Under the surging of the magic light, the majestic star element immediately evolved into a majestic giant hand that was nearly hundreds of feet tall, and slammed hard at the wind and snow and nine green phoenixes.
The giant palm covered the sky and the sun, and even the void was cracked, and countless cracks were born.
He did not have any room for his move this time, and he sacrificed the astrological signs, and his cultivation level at the half-step Divine Pill Realm was no longer retained.
He directly used his strength to break the trick and crushed it hard.
Click! Click! Click! Click!
The snowflakes in the sky were shattered one after another, and the nine green phoenixes changed back and forth, deriveing a vast and boundless sword force. But under this giant hand, there was still not much resistance and gradually collapsed.
Bang!
When the black demon shadow swept down, all the sword momentums collapsed and disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant.
Puchi!
The vast wind and snow dissipated, and Ye Ziling's body was photographed like a thin piece of paper. She knelt on one knee,
Blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his pale cheeks looked like a flower about to wither.
Too scary...
Even if the other party was severely injured, the gap was still beyond her control.
Her consciousness became blurred under this blow.
Huh! Huh!
Lei Ying was so angry that he was wearing a straw raincoat, and blood kept dripping from his sleeves.
This attack destroyed the world and showed its invincible power.
He shocked Xiao Kun and other evil cultivators, his face looked extremely nervous and he didn't dare to breathe.
Lei Ying looked at Ye Ziling, and the black and white facial scarf evolved into a terrible and vicious look.
"You want to die? But I don't want to fulfill you. I let you know that there are many things in this world that are even more terrible than death. Capture her and leave a living place. I want to sell her to the demon realm and let her know what the real one is.
despair!"
Obviously, Lei Ying paid a huge price for the attack just now, which made his anger reach the limit.
“Yes…yes! Yes!”
Xiao Kun was stunned for a moment before he woke up, and quickly nodded and called on other evil cultivators to approach Ye Ziling.
Ye Ziling's vision was blurred and she noticed someone approaching, but her right hand holding the sword was soft and weak. She suffered a heavy injury in the previous battle with Lei Ying, and the last blow completely injured her.
Now, let alone resisting these people, even suicide cannot be done.
But just as her consciousness was about to be completely blurred, a rapid sound of flute suddenly rose from the distance.
clang! clang! clang!
The sound of the flute is like a dragon's roar, containing unprecedented anger and violence. In this vast world, it plays an extremely domineering music.
One sword cuts the floating clouds, and one sword breaks the nine heavens.
One sword destroys eight wildernesses, and one sword flattens the four seas.
Floating clouds and nine heavens, eight desolates and four seas!
Lin Yun used the sounds of kings and princes to combine the intent of the Tongtian sword, and used the purple jade divine bamboo flute to play the most domineering flute sound he could show.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The evil cultivators who were close to Ye Ziling were blown off their heads under the sound of the flute. One by one, the headless bodies fell down with a bang, and the heads burst out with cold blood mist under the sound of the flute.
Bang!
Xiao Kun broke free in the sword intent storm and smashed many sound waves with one punch. He took several steps to barely stand firm.
"Who?"
The only answerable thing is the cold and ruthless Xiaoyin, and the half-step fourth-grade sword intent, was transformed into twice under the urging of Xiaoyin.
It turned into a Canglong lingering with the magnificent wind and thunder, with dazzling sword light blooming in its eyes. The Canglong pierced through the void with the loud flute sound and hit Xiao Kun in an instant.
Puchi!
He was covered in bruises and vomited blood. After landing, he rolled for several rounds but didn't get up.
Xiao Kun lay on the ground and looked up, and saw a figure slowly falling from the sky. He was wearing a silver shirt, holding a jade flute, wearing a mask on his face, with silver hair up to his waist, and carrying a silver sword box.
A faint silver light was blooming all over his body, as if he was covered with a layer of moonlight, and he was like a silver moon coming to the world.
"Burning Flower Master, he, why did he come..."
Ye Ziling's vision was blurred and she could only see a hazy figure, but she was very familiar with the sound of the flute.
There are so many people in the world who are good at flutes, but there is only one burial flower boy. He is the only one who can have such a charm. She tried hard to open her eyes, but she couldn't do it anyway. She was angry and anxious.
I just feel that the vitality is constantly disappearing.
I'm going to die... Ye Ziling's thoughts were hazy, without pain or regret, only infinite sadness condensed into bitter flowers in her eyes. In the black fog condensed by death, there was a faint silver light, but my eyes could no longer see it
In the clear world, there are only flowers that are withering and withering.