I don't know when, the sunny sky has been replaced by the reflection of the colorful stars. The world where the pink clouds swim is a small world that belongs only to the woman with the jade flute. The tens of millions of purple silk threads float like a dream,
However, for those who are in it, this is like stepping on a tightrope at the edge of an abyss.
At this moment, Long Er's heart was indescribable. Where did this unpredictable power come from? The jade flute woman below was calm and composed, as if she still had some strength left, but she was doing her best to deal with the constant incoming waves.
The purple silk thread was sweating profusely without realizing it, and everything he did was full of dangers.
"No! Impossible! How can there be such a powerful master in the world? I have studied the first and second volumes of the "Book of Heaven". Although I have not fully understood it, I have just experienced an epiphany. I can't help but recover from my injuries and my strength has improved. But in this state, I still have
Can't deal with this person's attack? This is impossible!" Long Er was frightened. At the same time, he looked intently at the woman with the jade flute below. The more he looked at it, the more something was wrong. He asked loudly, "Who are you? You are not Fairy Shuiyue! You
Who is it?"
The woman below did not answer, but gently put the jade flute to her mouth, listening to the faint sound floating in the air...
Long Er was far enough away from the woman, but the Xiao sound seemed to be all-pervasive. Although it was light, it was clear to the ears. Long Er had exhausted all his energy in dealing with the ghost-like threads, how could he have the time to deal with the Xiao sound? The rhythm of the Xiao sound was wonderful,
It seems to have a magical power that makes people unable to concentrate. In this extremely urgent time, any distraction will lead to disaster.
Great Perfection, but the influence of Xiao Sheng cannot be ignored. In the blink of an eye, a purple silk thread grabbed the gap, penetrated the defense and pierced the heart.
This Long Er is also powerful enough. He was hit head-on by the purple silk thread and relied on his powerful infuriating energy to block the blow. He only got confused and was not injured yet.
But what if it blocks this single thread? These countless threads stretch like bullets. Xiao Sheng can break through Long Er's defense once, and he can break through the second, third...
Let's see how capable Long Er is and how many attacks he can take.
As expected, after this blow, Long Er was attacked again. Although he managed to survive, Long Er's expression also changed.
Long Er is rich in experience, how could he not understand the reason? Now he is trapped in the small world of the woman below, and it is extremely difficult to escape. If he continues to consume at this rate, he will not last long.
"You and I are both Dzogchen. If we continue to fight like this, we will both lose. How about we just let it go for today?"
Dzogchen and Dzogchen will never fight easily unless they have a big hatred, because once they fight, both sides will be hurt. Long Er took the initiative to ask for a stop, which is to give both sides a step forward. From Long Er's point of view, there is no deep hatred between the two, and the other party
It will never be forced into a desperate situation.
However, Long Er miscalculated again. After speaking, the other party did not reply. Instead, the attack became more fierce. Long Er suffered two more attacks.
Long Er gritted his teeth, and the true energy in his body circulated to the extreme. He forced himself to hold on, and he suddenly felt his body churning and couldn't help but gasp. His heart was even more angry: "For an ordinary boy, you must fight to the death with me? Are you serious?
Do you think that’s all I can do?”
At this time, the woman with the jade flute, who had never spoken a word, asked coldly: "Ordinary boy?"
The four simple words seemed to offend the woman, and the whistle suddenly stopped. However, Long Er did not feel the pressure weakening, but instead felt even more chilled in his heart.
The woman with the jade flute pointed to the sky, and her figure turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky. The speed was so fast that no one could be seen, only the colorful stars twisting and rolling above her head, as if the power of the stars in the sky were condensed in one place.
Long Er was horrified, and now he realized how terrifying the woman below was.
When he came back to his senses, an afterimage appeared. The Yuxiao woman suddenly appeared in front of Long Er, and a palm that condensed the power of the galaxy fell. It was already beyond the scope of Yuxiao's Tianyin Gong, and a wave of power that Long Er had never seen before.
The terrifying pressure fell, and Long Er could only face it with both hands!
He knew that he could never defeat this palm at this moment. If he wanted to receive this palm, he had to deal with it differently!
"I will fight with you today!"
Long Er spurted out his blood, still activating his own true essence, and forcibly improved his skill at the cost of burning his true essence.
The two of them fought, the sky and the earth shook, the tree crowns below rose from the ground, and a black storm formed surrounding the two of them, so everything was in chaos.
Long Er relies on the power of his life essence to be evenly matched with the Yuxiao woman. It is hard to tell who is stronger and weaker for a while, but Long Er doesn't understand what is the reason that makes the other party so angry?
"Are you really going to fight to the death? Can't you let me go? Are you afraid of losing your status as a master just for a kid?"
Long Er looked into the woman's eyes and saw the flames boiling in her eyes, and his momentum increased again!
"Can it be stronger?!" Long Er had already collapsed. This was the second Dzogchen in his life that had such strength.
At the same time, the woman was horrified and said coldly: "He is not a kid! He is my man!"
"ah?"
Before Long Er could express his fear, a stronger force burst out from the woman's body. Even if he resisted by burning his true energy, he could only lose under the absolute power!
…
"Who is your wife?"
In another post house a hundred miles away, Xia Shang caught the three girls in white who were about to leave and asked.
The three girls still looked like fairies who were not interested in the world, and gently pushed Xia Shang away: "Young Master will naturally know when he needs to know. Let's take our leave."
How could Xia Shang let them go like this?
This is a shameless master. When he saw that the three people respected him, he rashly grabbed a girl's waist and hugged her into his arms: "If you don't tell me, sister, I won't let you go!"
"
This move was okay against little girls. The three fairies-like girls did not panic. A soft blast of energy pushed Xia Shang to sit down in the room, and they took the opportunity to escape.
"Why!"
Xia Shang sighed, knowing that he could not keep them.
I don’t know how long it took from coma to waking up, let alone how far I walked. I only know that I arrived at a post house again, and I recovered a lot under the careful care of the three girls.
Now that the three girls saw that Xia Shang had recovered, they left, leaving only Liu Ruyan standing by her side.
"Who are they?"
Liu Ruyan shook his head.
"You were resting in the room instead, why were you suddenly with them?"
"When my husband just fought with them, a sister in white quietly rescued me."
"They arrived early? Have they been staring at me?"
"Yes. At that time, I kept begging them to help me, but the sister in the sedan always said that the time had not come yet."
"The time has not come yet?" Xia Shang frowned and felt a headache from thinking about it. "I remember that I should have seen or heard something before I fell into coma. It felt very familiar, but now I can't think of anything.
Get up. Who will be the person who saves me?" (To be continued)