Gao Qingyue's entire body emerged from the river, still invisible, soundless and colorless, like a wisp of transparent air floating across the river beach, slowly approaching Xuanzhu.
Xuan Zhu faced the surging river water, and the waves reflected his deep pupils, rising and falling brightly and darkly. One hand never left the boy's abdomen. The belly of the Horcrux was like an inflated ball, becoming more and more bulging, shaking violently from time to time.
Next.
"More than that, he doesn't belong. His mind is very confused, and his thoughts are endless. It's really weird. In the future, you and I will have a chance to check the details of this person. It's a pity that my consciousness has not been restored, otherwise the evil thoughts will take advantage of it and come in immediately.
You can control him into a puppet that obeys your words." Wang Ziqiao carefully felt the demonic thoughts attached to Xuanzhu and said, "The time is almost up, let's take action."
Gao Qingyue nodded slightly, her figure suddenly accelerated, and she rushed towards the Xuanzhu. The shadow of Prince Qiao wrapped around her fingers also jumped out at the same time, and threw it towards the Xuanzhu, hoping to merge with that wisp of demonic thoughts.
A sudden change occurred!
The demonic shadow missed the target!
Even Gao Qingyue's hand passed through Xuanzhu's body, as if the other party was just an illusory shadow and could not be touched.
Gao Qingyue and Prince Qiao were both shocked.
Xuanzhu seemed to sense something strange. He turned his head and swept his surroundings like lightning. He searched back and forth for a while, but found nothing wrong.
"It's Yulei's technique." Gao Qingyue stood opposite the mysterious bead, silently stretched out her hand, passed through the boy's airy image, and moved it a few times, but still couldn't touch the entity. It was called "up and down" in all directions.
"Yu", the Yu type magic is a magic method that moves space. It is ancient and mysterious, and is rare to see. The reason why Xuan Zhu had this strange phenomenon is because he was given the Yu type secret method, and his whole person moved out and interacted with the surrounding people.
Heaven and earth are on different levels. Although visible to the naked eye, they cannot really touch each other.
Wang Ziqiao sneered and said: "The Taoist sect has indeed made a thorough plan this time, and has also left a hand on Xuanzhu, just in case."
"If you want to break the cosmic magic, you can only break the space with overwhelming power. But in this way, Xuanzhu will inevitably wake up." Gao Qingyue frowned lightly. He was confident that he had the ability to stabilize Xuanzhu, but if
It is extremely difficult for Hedao masters to catch up and kill them if they only focus on escaping, not to mention that Taishang Shenxiao Sect's Thunder Taoism is known for its speed.
It is meaningless to forcefully attack Xuanzhu, and it will expose yourself.
The boy's belly rose and fell more and more violently, and he actually made a faint growling sound. It was obvious that the internal battle was getting fierce and the two sides were about to decide whether to live or die.
"In fact, it is not too difficult to break the cosmic magic. There has never been a perfect thing in the world, and naturally there has never been an invincible martial arts. All things are in conflict with each other, and all things have shortcomings. This is an inviolable law of the universe." Wang Ziqiao
Twisting his beard, he spoke eloquently, "Any magic has a core of operation, which is called the 'eye of the art'. The eye is the key to the art, but it is also the weakness of the art. Just find out the
Eye, the magic will collapse in one blow. The space magic applied to Xuanzhu involves the movement of space and requires long-term maintenance. It is difficult to sustain it with human power alone. Most of the magic eyes require the help of external objects, and they must be located near him.
In the distance." Through the water mirror, Wang Ziqiao's pupils were as deep as the starry sky on a winter night, reflecting every plant, tree, stone and sand around Xuanzhu...
"I'm afraid it's too late to find the magic eye. Let's give up on Yan Jinglang." Gao Qingyue looked at the boy's increasingly heaving abdomen and shook her head slightly. Yan Jinglang's defeat and death are almost certain, and the Demon Sect must raise the issue.
Get on the agenda and become a new chess piece.
"Wait a minute!" Wang Ziqiao stared at the scattered fallen leaves beside the river beach. His eyes suddenly condensed. He clasped the middle and index fingers of his left hand into a ring and held them in front of his eyes. The withered leaves were ten times the size of his field of vision.
Magnified a hundred times or a thousand times, the veins, lines, and stains are all clear and distinct.
"It's Yushu - a blinding leaf!" He shouted in a deep voice, "Have you seen those withered yellow leaves on the ground? The blinding eye must be one of the fallen leaves!"
“Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr frequency thoes, the boy’s belly suddenly bounced high and expanded rapidly, as if it was about to explode.
"Qingyue, pick up the fallen leaves one by one and test them one by one. If you hold the fallen leaf in your hand and you suddenly can't see the Xuan Bead, then it is the magic eye!"
The invisible fire couldn't help but rise, the air waves bumped wildly, and the space inside the furnace seemed to be cut into cracked pieces, scattered and weirdly distorted in the sight.
Yan Chinglang stood staggeringly, with a haggard face, lips as dry as paper, and the energy and blood in his body had been almost drained by the Yiqi Dan Pill, leaving only an empty body.
Ning Kongyu saw his hair turning gray rapidly, heard his breathless breathing, and smelled the odor of sweat emanating from his armpits.
She suddenly woke up and realized that she would never see him again in the long journey ahead.
The remaining seven people turned their attention to Ning Kongyu. Seven powerful and mysterious forces were transformed by the nine-turn industrial copper furnace of heaven and earth. They continued to flow towards Ning Kongyu, and merged with the sword energy in his body to form an even more terrifying and terrifying force. p>
The long sword in Ning Kongyu's hand shot out with a dazzling light.
Only by thrusting out this sword could she release the explosive power in her body, otherwise her physical body would not be able to bear it.
"Brother Yan, this is the last journey for you and me." Her eyes suddenly calmed down, her body connected with the sword, she jumped up, and turned into countless dazzling sword lights flying out.
"Boom!" A loud noise more violent than a thunderstorm exploded. The sky was shaken by earthquakes, mountains collapsed and rivers were cut off. An unfathomable virtual hole emerged from Yan Jinglang's body, spinning constantly and spreading infinitely outward. The virtual hole was faint and faint.
In the darkness, the air of death is still, but the reflected heaven and earth are full of wonderful scenes, full of vitality, and present a contrast between the mysterious and the mysterious.
"Sen Luo Wan Xiang!" Everyone's minds were shocked. This was Yan Jinglang's magical power of boxing at the bottom of the box.
He is going to fight hard!
Yan Qinglang slowly raised his head, his appearance was withered, but his pair of tiger eyes were frighteningly bright, also showing a contradictory contrast.
The light of the Lingxi Sword rises and falls like the sea, roars like a prison, and approaches rapidly toward the waves.
The virtual hole rotates outward, and Yan Jinglang's blood, bones, muscles, essence, and spirit all seem to rotate with the virtual hole. The foreign energy pills are suddenly drawn in and swallowed in one gulp. The whole world seems to rotate with the virtual hole.
Get up.
Kong Mingzi sighed softly, knowing that Yan Chonglang was finished.
If his Senluowanxiang can last until the ninth turn before activating it, it will surely swallow up the power of the entire Bagua Furnace and use it for his own use, helping him break through the Dao formation and take the last half step of the Shattered Void. Even though this attack is so powerful right now,
It’s scary, but in the end it’s too forced and cannot be achieved naturally.
A slight difference is a ravine!
"Found it!" Gao Qingyue raised her finger and flicked it away leisurely, and the fallen leaves in her hand flew into a cloud of powder.
Xuanzhu's eyes flashed, and he was suddenly startled.
Wang Ziqiao pressed his palm against the water mirror, and his demonic thoughts were activated.
The endless power was swallowed up by the void. Yan hit the waves and let out a long roar. He also jumped out and punched the sword light. The vast void burst out from his fist, and the endless power was spit out again.
"One out of twenty." Guiguzi looked at each other with complicated expressions. With their eyesight, they could see that the power of Yan Jinglang's attack was enough to overwhelm the spiritual sword light synthesized by the Taoist formation. The two sides were fighting.
As a result, we will inevitably perish together and burn together!
The water mirror swayed, reflecting a trace of fatigue on Wang Ziqiao's face. On the river beach, Xuan Zhu stood tall and unconscious. Gao Qingyue pointed at the boy's abdomen with a finger that seemed to be fast and slow.
The sword light and fists kept getting closer in mid-air, and Ning Kongyu and Yan Zhitang swept toward each other, looking at each other through the air.
The sea seems to be rising and falling in each other's eyes.
Rowing boats and chasing waves, singing and dancing swords, and looking up side by side at the rising sun.
The image of the setting sun falling into the sea like burning embers flashed in their minds at the same time.
Yan Qilang couldn't help but clenched his fists and hesitated for a moment. The huge backlash caused blood to spurt from his seven orifices, and his internal organs were severely damaged again.
A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Ning Kongyu's mouth, and the tip of the sword was raised upwards in a sad and resolute manner, deflecting Yan Cinglang, causing his fist to fly into the sky.
"What is a confidant?"
"I can understand what you do. You can also understand what I do."
In the desperate and helpless wail of Yan Qinglang, the boundless sky burst open, and the sword light shattered like snow.