long night walk

Chapter 1628 Headless Corpse

Seeing that Bailian was really planning to leave, Cangnanyi leaned against a huge barren rock, still looking neither hurried nor slow, and said leisurely: "Young man, you had a kind heart to save those evil monsters to the end, but when it comes to me, your good habit of helping others becomes so casual and perfunctory."

"I'm being perfunctory?!" Bailian turned around, staring with wide eyes, as if looking at some shameless person, with a complicated expression: "Madam, don't you feel guilty for saying this?"

When this happens, people will use the issue of respecting the elderly and loving the young to pressure him.

But it's really boring.

Bailian didn't want to pay any more attention to her. He knew in his heart that even if this woman was really at the end of her life, as long as she had a trace of clarity of consciousness, she would be better than all the evil demons and gods in the world.

She looks so calm and composed, there's no need for others to worry about her.

The situation outside was in turmoil and Bailian couldn't possibly stay here and waste his time with her. He was determined to leave, so he turned around and planned to find the way he came back.

But just as he took a step, a cold hand suddenly rested on his arm.

He was shocked.

The Queen has never been the kind of person who would act recklessly, and it is even more impossible for her to try to force someone to stay at a time like this.

The doubts in his mind had not yet been resolved when a huge force suddenly came from the white hand on his arm, pulling his body backwards.

At the same time, a giant axe fell from the sky, but there was no warning of such a huge axe. The world remained silent for a long time until the giant axe hit the earth.

It seems that in this strange world of time flow, even the propagation of sound has been incomprehensibly delayed.

The moment the giant axe fell, the laws of that space were suppressed and forced to appear, and it collapsed inch by inch visibly with the naked eye. The space was torn apart, and a strange and chaotic underworld road was cut out that ran through the sky and the earth.

Bailian looked at the huge empty space in front of him, which seemed to be collapsing like ruins.

An unknown purple-blue aura emerged from the collapsed space, as if connecting to another world.

A headless corpse slowly walked out from the purple fog, holding a huge black shield in his left hand.

The headless man's body was different from that of an ordinary person. He was at least three meters tall, and wisps of dark mist were emanating from the broken neck.

As he spread out his right hand, the giant axe that was inserted diagonally into the ground vibrated, flew up, and landed steadily on the palm of the headless corpse.

The headless corpse grabbed the giant axe and slowly turned its body. He had no head or eyes, but the moment he turned around, Bailian's head exploded and he felt a terrifying gaze converging on him.

There are other living beings in this holy land? ! ! !

Bailian looked at the headless corpse and broke out in a cold sweat.

His current state of cultivation is not in vain. Deep in the alien world, his mental power is also highly alert.

But the axe that just fell was silent and without any breath.

If the woman behind him had not pulled him in time, he didn't know whether his body could withstand the giant axe that collapsed the space.

The bare hand on his arm pulled him very quickly, and the violent wind brought about by the huge axe in front of him was so strong that Bailian had no way to react. His legs instantly left the ground and rushed straight behind him, crashing into a soft and fragrant embrace. In an instant, a smell of cold frost entangled with him from behind.

The woman behind him didn't know what was going on and didn't try to block his body.

A muffled groan, as if in pain, came from behind her.

Bailian was feeling puzzled and was about to turn his head to look, but he suddenly heard a burst of cool and soft breath.

"It was you who made a fuss to bring me through the door, and now it's you who is in a hurry to leave. Just because this door is hard to enter, do you think it's easy to leave?"

Baili An was shocked and looked around. Sure enough, there was a thick fog in front of him and the road he came from was no longer visible.

There was no trace of the gate anymore, so where could he go back to?

Although this unexpected change was out of Bailian's plan, he did not panic. Instead, he calmed down almost instantly.

"What is this?" His eyes were deep and he put his sword finger together and slashed it diagonally in the space in front of him. Suddenly, a boundary appeared in the air above the earth, hiding his and Cangnanyi's aura.

Cang Nanyi chuckled softly from behind: "You have a pretty good reaction ability. You can actually analyze this headless corpse. It has no ears and no eyes. Cutting off its breath is indeed the best decision. It's a pity that the owner of this corpse is named Xing Tian."

"Xingtian?"

"Xingtian and the Emperor came here to fight for the godhood. The Emperor cut off his head and buried it in Changyang Mountain. He used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, and danced with a halberd. So, he can see us."

Bailian looked back hastily: "How could there be such a ghost inside the door..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong wind came howling, and the mottled and old giant axe tore the space apart again. Although no one knew what the gushing purple gas was, it made people inexplicably feel an ominous malice.

Bailian didn't care about anything else. He spread his hands and summoned the Tiance Junshan Sword, then stood up to block.

The collision between the axe and the sword was like the sudden sound of a bell. The Tiance Junshan Sword hummed and the straight inscription pattern on the sword body lit up, converging into a straight ray of light that penetrated the entire sword body. As the straight sword pattern converged towards the tip of the sword, it spread out like branches and leaves into countless tiny sword patterns.

The giant axe smashed down and actually forced all the power of the inscriptions on the Tiance Junshan Sword to appear.

Its power was so great and its momentum was so heavy that it was extremely violent. Wrapped in the purple mist, the force of the giant axe was actually compatible with the force of the Tiance Junshan Sword into a huge force, which was transmitted along Bailian's arm to his body.

Baili An's entire body trembled and wailed violently in an instant. He felt as if he was in a sea with huge waves. His body was as light as a leaf, unable to resist, and he fell backwards.

Although a pair of cold and soft hands behind him supported his back in time, when the giant axe and the long sword hit Bailian's chest together, the two bodies overlapped front and back and were blown away in an instant, smashing the huge wasteland rock. The force of the collapse has not yet been resolved, and it plowed a long mark on the ground before it stopped.

In the midst of smoke and dust, Bailian stood up with his sword in hand, feeling as if all the bones in his body were being torn apart, causing him unbearable pain.

He lowered his head and coughed, looking sideways at the empress who was sitting on the ground, calmly brushing the dust off her sleeves. He was speechless: "How come you were also hit and flew out with me?"

Cangnanyi didn't say anything, but just looked at him quietly. Her expression didn't change. Even though she fell in the dust in an awkward manner, she was still so charming that it was impossible to look directly at her. But as she looked at him silently like this, she inexplicably revealed a bit of hateful innocence.

Bailian looked at her again, and seemed to understand something vaguely. He did not ask any more questions, but just reached out and gently supported her arm to help her up.

"I think the identity of this thing might not just be Xing Tian, ​​right?"

Bailian asked in a low voice, but had no intention of getting an answer from Cangnanyi.

He took a deep breath, held the sword in one hand, and slid the sword finger of his left hand across the sword body. The inscriptions that had originally dimmed became brighter again, emitting a dazzling and awe-inspiring sword intent like burning gold.

The golden sword light dyed Cangnanyi's ink-blue eyes extremely bright. She stared at the sword in his hand without blinking, and a strange light shone in the depths of her eyes.

The headless old god once again strode towards Bailian with the giant axe in hand.

Bailian took a side step and slid forward, leaning his body backward, with his back tilted almost close to the ground, dodging the axe blade that was coming towards his head to behead him.

As the mottled ancient axe passed by his face, his eyes suddenly condensed into the color of a vast ocean.

In that instant, the flow of time seemed to slow down countless times.

The huge axe that passed by his cheek became extremely slow.

Bailian's deep blue eyes trembled slightly, and as far as his sight reached, the whole world had disappeared into a real vision.

Caught!

With his eyes wide open, Baili An's whole body suddenly tensed up, and the Tiance Junshan sword dragged behind him raised a heavy roaring sword force like a huge wave swallowing the sky. The sword energy was like a waterfall, the sword wind was like a tide, and the energy shook the earth. He raised the sword to collide with the giant axe!

The purple-green energy hovering above the giant axe seemed to come alive at this moment, roaring and swallowing up Bailian.

This time, the Tiance Junshan Sword firmly held the giant axe.

When the purple-blue air swooped towards him, Bailian suddenly let go of the Tiance Junshan Sword.

He slapped the ground with one hand and flipped sideways into the gap between the two.

The Tiance Junshan Sword, which had lost its master, not only did not lose its spiritual energy, but the sword energy became brighter on its own. The inscriptions on the sword were stimulated to the extreme, the sound of the sword lingered, and a golden shadow was gradually outlined in the sword light of the golden inscriptions.

The phantom seemed like a second Bailian, as if he had never left. He held the Tiance Junshan sword tightly in both hands and firmly exerted all his strength.

Bailian leaped up and turned his body in mid-air. The back of the headless corpse was wide open, without any protection from the purple energy.

Bailian turned one of his hands into a claw and cut into the back shoulder of the headless corpse.

The headless corpse felt the intense pain, and a huge bright red mouth suddenly opened at the navel of its abdomen. In an instant, a horrifying roar broke out.

Bailian looked at the bulging muscles on the back and shoulders of the monster beneath him.

As it twisted and changed, it bulged into pale masses of muscle tumors, which tightly clamped his palm into his body.

Bailian, who was concentrating on the battle, was not dominated and controlled by his emotions like the monster under him. The color in his eyes was still deep and dark, showing an inorganic coldness.

He placed one foot on the lower back of the headless corpse, and inserted his other hand into the gap of the wound on the back of his shoulder along the high-raised tumor.

Use both palms to tear it left and right.

The headless corpse's body, which was harder and stronger than his mobile phone axe, was torn into two halves by Baili An.

Dark red blood splattered, staining most of Bailian's body red.

The shadow under the sword dissipated, and the inscription on the Tiance Junshan sword returned to dimness, losing its spiritual glow, and stuck diagonally into the ground.

Bailian wiped the blood from his face, lowered his eyes to look at the corpse of the god on the ground, with a thoughtful expression.

Cang Nanyi, who had been watching the show for a long time, spoke up at this time: "The shadow in the sword just now, was it the original sword spirit of the Tiance Junshan Sword?"

Bailian did not blame Cangnanyi for not taking any action and just watching the show. He just nodded lightly and focused his attention on the corpse of the god on the ground.

There was a hint of approval in Cangnanyi's eyes, and the smile on his face deepened.

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