high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 321

The smoke and dust hadn't dissipated yet, soaring hundreds of feet into the sky, under the smoke and dust, there were countless desperate and miserable cries.

In the battle just now that was like an ancient god and demon, even though Guanghui tried his best to cover it up, there were still many aftermaths of magical powers that were deliberately guided by Asura during the fight, and countless lands were shattered.

In particular, when the yellow-faced man turned into a golden-winged roc elephant, he even struck the ground directly, and even smashed a bustling city with a halberd, staining hundreds of thousands of living beings with blood.

Guanghui bowed his head, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, sighed, and swung his body away, putting away the huge bright Buddha statue, revealing his real body.

He flipped his palms down, and immediately drew clouds and thunder from all directions, but in a short time, there were densely intertwined electric snakes, and immediately there was a bang, and nectar fell from the sky.

The smoke and dust melted away, the broken mountains and the ground were smoothed, and the broken limbs began to slowly regenerate under the nectar, and the thunder and rain became louder and louder, until finally, the rumble covered hundreds of miles.

"Asura has been cut by me, why don't you take action?"

A female voice came faintly: "You seem to be an incarnation now?"

"Avatars are limited after all, I can't keep him." Guanghui shook his head, noncommittal to the woman's question: "Why are you here?"

In the clouds and mist, a beautiful woman stepped on Qingluan, holding a big gourd in her hand.

The gourd is round and smooth, with a ray of light inside, more than three feet high, and a thing that is seven inches long, with eyebrows and eyes, and two white lights hidden in the eyes.

Immortal Slaying Flying Knife!

"If it's not me, who else could it be?" The woman tossed the gourd away and said calmly, "If the patriarchal artifact of Guangxia Palace is not in my hands, who else could it be?"

Clothes made of black and silk, a collar of draping frost, a crown of emerald green phoenix, and shoes of nine chapters of Qiong Wen. They have a beautiful and extraordinary appearance, and the color is like a painting.

The one holding the gourd was a brilliant and radiant beauty. She looked down and frowned:

"Where did Asura and Qinglong come from, are there still alive such alien species before the Jedi Tiantong?"

"This is Xuan Wenjun's disciple." Guanghui said: "You have already beheaded Ashura, why don't you just kill him?"

The woman was stunned, then smiled and shook her head.

"Although the Flying Sword is an imitation, it cannot be activated easily. I sacrificed it twice, and already consumed [-]% of my real energy. The remaining cry was just to scare that Asura."

"Speaking of it." The woman raised her eyebrows and said meaningfully: "You said they were Xuan Wenjun's disciples, how did you offend the saint? And your master?"

"Amitabha."

"what?"

"Tell you, it may not be a good thing." Guanghui shook his head: "Don't ask any more questions, benefactor."

"It's really a bald donkey's temper. The son is quite along with his father." The woman smiled angrily: "How do you end up next?"

Several giant cities have been turned into rubble. Among the broken walls and ruins, there are countless bones and corpses, dyeing the whole land red, miserable and terrifying!

Among them are several deep halberd marks, drawing a chasm like an abyss in the earth, with a thick blood color.

Looking at the mournful scene in the lower sky, Guang Hui also fell silent for a while, and remained silent.

This is Dazheng's Yangle County. Among the eleven counties, it is not very eye-catching, but it cannot be ignored. Yangle County is famous for producing a kind of warm and cool jade, and it is also well-known in the Three Kingdoms.

But at this moment, looking at the purgatory-like miserable scene in front of him, he couldn't see the fascinating scenery at all.

"Thank you, Palace Master, for your help." Guanghui bowed to the woman with palms together, and sincerely thanked: "Without the help of Palace Master, the poor monk might not be able to scare them away."

"Thank you?"

"This--"

"The Immortal-Chopping Flying Knife is a treasure of mine. If you use it once, you will lose one point. I have used it twice to save you." The woman turned the big gourd in her hand, and said slowly: "Thank you, but also be sincere. .”

"What is the palace master's wish?"

"Give me your son." The woman said with a smile like a flower, "Give me your son, and we'll settle the balance, and the balance will be equal!"

"..."

"How about it?"

"Amitabha..." Guanghui shook his head: "This matter depends on him, but the poor monk is incompetent."

"Ok?"

The woman let out a little gasp, seeming to be very surprised by Guanghui's reply, she looked at Guanghui with interest, with an unexpected look on her face.

"Speaking of which, the poor monk still has an unfeeling request." Guanghui clasped his palms to the woman and said earnestly: "The poor monk wants to borrow a magic weapon from Guangxia Palace to deal with that Asura."

"what?"

"The Demon Mirror!" Guanghui said in a deep voice, "I want to borrow the Demon Mirror!"

Immortal Slaying Flying Knife, Demon Mirror...

These two magic tools are the treasures for Guangxia Palace to dominate the Northern Land!

One does not cut everything, up cuts immortals and sages, and down cuts mortal turbidity, while the other, even though it is called illuminating demons, can actually illuminate the five insects with scales, feathers, and insects, and there is nothing that cannot be illuminated!

Although both are imitations, they were obtained by the founder of Guangxia Palace from an underground palace ruins, but their wonderful functions are enough to be called infinite.

Among the many sects of Beiwei, Guangxia Palace is the oldest one, it can stand for thousands of years without falling down, relying on these two imitations!

"You want to find the traces of Asura?" Hearing Guanghui mention Zhaoyaojian, the woman instantly understood his intentions: "Where do you have the courage to seek revenge from the saint's disciples?"

"Amitabha."

"The Yaozhaojian cannot be borrowed from you." The woman shook her head, and without waiting for Guanghui to speak again, she directly revealed a shocking secret that could shake the Three Kingdoms: "The Yaozhaojian has already been shattered."

"Broken?!"

Guanghui's mind was shocked, even though he boasted of his skill in nourishing qi, he was also shaken by this news!

Who--

Who can smash the Demon Mirror? !

Since these two ancient treasures were excavated from the ruins of the underground palace by the Patriarch of Guangxia Palace, countless people under the sun have paid attention to them.

Knives can't cut through, fists and feet can't hurt, even on Shaoqiu Mountain, Wang Qiuyi's majestic fist power that can crush the stars has been fully absorbed by the Yaojian, just like throwing a stone into the sea, it can't make waves at all.

Even, when Xuan Wenjun became enlightened and killed Suzaku, the ancient fire god in the south, under his anger, wanted to smash the demon mirror that could see his whereabouts, but it also ended in vain.

For thousands of years, or even longer, the mirror surface has always been spotless, without a single crack.

Guanghui didn't understand, in this world, who else could smash the Yaozhaojian?

saint?

Not even a saint!

"My teacher, Master Boqu, he is blind."

The woman slowly turned the big gourd in her hand, and said calmly, "You should know, right?"

"Know a thing or two."

Guanghui nodded slightly, Master Boqu was the previous owner of Guangxia Palace, his cultivation was as high as the sky, and he was a human immortal of the Six Realms long ago, but it was just decades ago that the news of Master Boqu's blindness suddenly spread. Astonishing.

"Your son came to Guangxia Palace to seduce me back then. I was also young and ignorant, but I was tricked by him in a few words."

The woman said lightly: "One day, Wuming was taking a nap on the boulder. Teacher Bo Qu was angry that I was coaxed by him, so he quietly offered the Demon Mirror to find out what the origin of this monk is."

"And then, after that look..."

The woman calmly said to the astonished Guanghui: "The Yaozhaojian is broken, and Teacher Bo Qu's eyes are also blind."

"This……"

"Master Guanghui, haven't you ever been suspicious?" The woman's face was full of sadness and joy, she laughed at herself and shook her head:

"Your son, what kind of monster is he?

What on earth does he... want to do? "

……

……

……

Slightly blurry, thousands of emptiness and chaos rise and fall one after another, just like the waves of the raging South Sea. In this void interlayer, Wang Qiuyi crossed her arms with her chest in a helpless expression.

ended……

Even before he got there, the scuffle ended abruptly.

As soon as the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is thrown out, all situations are settled... Although it is only an imitation, the power of Slashing Immortals is not just a boast.

Wang Qiuyi's eyes penetrated tens of thousands of miles away, and fixed on the gourd of cutting immortals, there was a look of regret in his eyes.

The Guangxia Palace also participated in the battle on Shaoqiu Mountain, and the Guangxia Palace Master spent all his money, directly sacrificed two ancient treasures, the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife and the Yaozhaojian.

Even after a thousand years, on the side of the neck, there still seemed to be that chilly murderous aura that lingered for a long time.

With one blow, all ghosts and gods will be slashed!

"The imitations are all like this, so how powerful is the real one..."

Wang Qiuyi sighed, raised his fist casually to break through the void, and walked out of this void interlayer.

"It's all here, can't we just go back like this?"

There are waves of water under our feet, and the fog in the river is so vast that it can't be exhausted at a glance. Wang Qiuyi stepped on the waves, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Qingli, this is Tongjiang, can I stop by your house for a walk?"

"……roll!"

(End of this chapter)