long night walk

Chapter 574
The boundless world is full of turbulent waves of heavy snow, which seems to be able to drown Bai Lian's figure at any time.

In the wind and snow, Wan Dao's figure belonging only to Shuci was like a curtain of rain, black clouds over the top, snow in the eternal night, and the misty sword aura raised by the sad wind.

The grass and trees in the four fields trembled, and a few dead leaves fell from the trees. Shuci's face was indifferent, and even if he stepped on the snow with bare feet, he didn't feel the cold around him.

She curled her fingers to control Qi, and the wind and snow under the winter night suddenly intensified, and the silent heavy snow suddenly seemed to be rushing forward with thousands of horses and horses.

It is like a demon soldier plundering the formation, it is like a gust of wind destroying grass, it is like a flood dragon coming from the abyss surging in the dark night.

Bailian is like a flame that is about to be extinguished in the rainstorm, and it may be extinguished in this long frost of sword energy at any time.

Faced with such a speech from Shu, the demons watching the battle felt that the matter had come to an end, and he had no reason to continue fighting.

In fact, Bai Lian did not continue to fight. He lifted his sword and folded his body, looking for a weak offensive position with extremely tricky eyes.

With the sword and chopping the wind, the spiritual power in his body and the dark power in the corpse orb boiled instantly, and he began to sprint in the heavy snow.

Shu Ci raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, although it is human nature to be afraid of running away in this situation.

But in her cognition, this young man shouldn't be so stupid that he would take the initiative to turn his back on her.

Didn't he know that this would only make him die faster?
Perhaps the position he chose was indeed weak, but there were still two avatars of her sword energy.

If he still wants to use the method of using strength to fight just now, with luck, he may be able to successfully destroy one of the sword qi incarnations.

But at the same time, the killing sword behind him would instantly penetrate his body, and it was still a dead end.

Like the army of thousands of people, Shuci followed closely in Baili'an.

Bailian's epee, who was sprinting in the snow, was dragged behind him, and he didn't make any move to fight.

Standing on both sides of the valley, Shu Ci's brows and eyes were like the edge of a sword, his eyes were indifferent and numb, and he slowly raised his palm, and the silver-white terrifying energy light group quickly condensed in her palm.

Bai Lian moved forward in a straight line, faster and faster, seeing nothing in front of him. Before the group of demons could taunt him with such a death-seeking behavior, a black shadow broke through the snow from under his feet.

The sprayed blood burned like flames in mid-air, and the fireworks wrapped Bailian's body into a huge fire ball like a barrier.

The ghost wolf whose head was almost split in two hid under his shadow at some point?
It was covered with bloody holes all over its body. If it were an ordinary monster, it would have died of exhaustion, but it showed amazing vitality.

The wounded ferocious beast bared its claws, which undoubtedly made it even more terrifying and violent.

The sharp claws like magic soldiers directly tore the arms and bodies of the two Shuci to shreds.

Two handfuls of blood mist bloomed sadly in the white world.

At the same time, the silver light in one of Shu Ci's hands exploded into a beam of light, piercing the belly of both Hades Wolf and Bai Lian.

The wolf howled in pain, and fell from mid-air, disappearing again.

Bai Lian gritted his teeth, and felt a terrible burning sensation in his abdomen. He kept running across the snow valley without saying a word, and continued to sprint.

The snow valley, which is as narrow as a line of sky, naturally cannot accommodate the Shu Ci of the army of ten thousand people to pass quickly.

The moment he crossed the snowy valley and mountains, the Tiance Junshan sword that Bai Lian dragged behind him lifted up, and the blade of the sword slammed heavily against the mountain world.

The snow-capped mountain rumbles like thunder and roars. The sound comes from the peak of the snow-capped mountain, and it is the sound of a big avalanche.

The towering and straight snow mountain like the majestic pillar of heaven and earth collapsed, and it was about to bury the army of ten thousand people. Shuci did not call back her sword avatar. She regarded the snow mountain as dust and mud, and the avalanche as nothing.

Standing alone, she closed her eyes and clenched her fist. She raised her fist and slammed it out. The young and small fist was burning with sword fire. The small fist blasted out terrifying and domineering energy, squeezing out the air within a hundred miles.

Stretching between the sky and the earth, the silver and gorgeous sword energy rains from bottom to top, rising from the snow field of the earth, with a myriad of phenomena above the head, and the rolling avalanche rises against the sky, and the whole snow valley emits the buzzing sound of gold and stone, like countless All the demon soldiers came, and the momentum was like thunder.

The mountain located above the leylines was blasted into the sky directly under this punch, and the fine falling rocks and snowflakes were like heavy rain and hail, leaving countless insect-eaten holes in the soft and thick snow.

Bai Lian was swept away by the aftermath of the fist, and his whole body was thrown off the ground. His clothes on the back were ripped apart, and the skin on his back was ripped apart. If he got closer to the punch, half of his body would be blown up.

The appearance of Shu Ci was covered with fine dust, and they looked like they were walking in mist and light clouds. They watched the boy fall from the sky with indifferent eyes and rolled several times on the ground.

He looked like he was in a mess, but he perfectly removed the remaining fists on his body, blood was spilled all over his body, and he continued to slide towards the distance without stopping.

A string of scarlet blood was left in the snow.

Behind the destroyed snow mountain is not a solid land, but an endless frozen sea.

There is a layer of ice several feet thick on the surface of the sea, and the ice layer is covered with thick snow that has not melted for thousands of years, and there are dots of mottled blood in the snow.

The boy is running on the ice, and the distant horizon seems to be so far away forever.

This is the small world of Aoba. In a sense, this world hides the law of space. This world is not as vast as the real world.

But for those who enter this world, it is boundless and endless.

Even if he is in danger again, but in this world, where can he escape.

Time has passed for a stick of incense.

The secret method of sacrificial body performed by the abandoned people has long been completed, and now the terrifying phenomenon of backlash and soul-snatching has faintly begun to occur.

Milu was very anxious, he never thought that Bai Lian would be able to support such a long time in the world of green leaves, which completely exceeded his expectations.

Not long ago, I really hoped that he would be able to fight for a while longer.

But now I see him still alive and kicking inside, relying on the ghost wolf to protect the Lord, and I feel unreasonable resentment in my heart.

He even wondered if Shu Ci saw that the young man was handsome, so he deliberately turned the water on and couldn't bear to do it.

If not, why didn't she take Nandi for so long?

As soon as the Nandi came out, even if that kid had countless ways to escape, taking his life would be as easy as pie.

There were no forests or mountains in the icy sea, and there were no obstacles to cover. Even though Bai Lian stepped out of the unsightly distance of the naked eye by stepping on the seven ember steps of the Taixuan secret method, his breath was still firmly caught by Shu Ci.

She didn't need to look too much, she moved her heart at will, and drew a circle with her fingertips on her chest, and the sword light suddenly appeared, and thousands of sword intents were like rain, rolling towards Bai Lian's direction with lightning speed.

The sword energy, as white as silver, is like a shooting star arrow, and wherever it goes, the sword marks are fully displayed.

After a few breaths, Shu Ci's eyes were as deep as deep water, and he was fixedly looking into the distance.

That tiny figure was still on the sea of ​​ice, the speed of escape was not reduced by half, and the sword energy flowing out from her fingertips was like a mud cow entering the sea.

Before she allowed her to think about it, the horizon in the distance, which was as light as ink, was slightly distorted, a huge shadow shrouded the world from the sky, and the wind that swept south began to blow back.

Like the wings of a god fluttering on the other side of the sky.

Shuci's soft hair floated up from his forehead, drawing an elegant arc in the air, and countless sword qi traces were reflected in a pair of silent and dark pupils.

The violent sword energy in the night sky was in the same direction as the wind, and the sword struck by her fingertips did not fall on the boy.

Instead, as if entering the mirror world in an extremely strange way, they turned back and returned to attack and kill her.

And the power is even stronger, the silver-white sword energy seems to be dyed with a layer of golden frost, and the brilliance is so bright that it cannot be gazed upon.

Under closer inspection, the magic soldier's sword energy unexpectedly appeared and reversed, and there was a bit of ancient sacred meaning.

The two forces are unreasonably intertwined, but they are terrifyingly strong.

Shu Ci indifferently clenched his fists and blasted out, several fan-shaped barriers appeared in front of them, and the sword energy crashed into the barriers, Shu Ci's slow but never-stopping pace was finally forced to stop.

The violent sword energy kept hitting their bodies, making sharp and piercing cutting sounds.

Gradually, a thin layer of frost condensed on their bodies, and the striking sword energy gradually became silent, melting into the shallow layer of frost.

The wind and snow became more and more intense, and they stood between the long sea like ice sculptures.

The hair on the tip of the eyebrows was frozen and stained with frost in the sword wind, and among the thousands of figures, only one figure was not affected by the sword energy in the slightest.

And that figure is the real Shuci.

The shadow at the other end of the sky horizon has a huge momentum, and it has come to their eyes in the blink of an eye. As the wind on the sky slowly sinks and floats, dark clouds like ink cover the entire sky.

But that is not a dark cloud, but the huge wings of a bird, fully unfolded in this small world, thousands of miles away.

The divine fire-like eyes slowly opened in Chaoyun Feidu, staring at the girls in the wind and snow, the pupils were as indifferent and extraordinary as hers.

Shu Ci's slow and soft voice sounded: "It's actually the Pimorant Bird of the Eastern Heaven Temple..."

Pimorant, the demon bird, has been guarding an extremely ancient and sacred sword for thousands of years. It feeds on sword energy for a living, and nourishes the sword energy of the heavens in its body, which can break all spells.

Shuci said just now that she was born with a natural ability to restrain the ghosts and wolves who are feared by the gods.

Now, the existence that truly overcomes her has also appeared in this small world.

She looked up at the wounded young man on the wings, and the bright red blood flowed down with the wind and snow, which looked shocking.

When the blood stained his long clothes, Ning Feiyan lowered his head and drank a glass of wine, holding on to the empty glass for a moment of silence, only to realize that the tea cup was on the side of her sleeve, and she took the wine glass by mistake.

Sure enough, the strong wine was like her throat, and the pain in her body that pierced her intestines like a knife really suddenly became severe and unbearable.

She looked at the empty cup and said nothing, with a slightly regretful expression.

The heart said that this is your reliance?

Although it is surprising enough, it can only be wishful thinking to defeat Shu Ci with this external force.

Seeing this scene, Bunny frowned slightly to conceal the shock in his heart: "Is this okay?"

This is of course not possible, it is far from enough to defeat Shuci, or to protect himself in this battle and survive successfully.

As the sword guard beast of the Eastern Heaven Temple, the Pimorantiao's strength has naturally reached that sacred realm.

But it is a pity that it died in the bronze gate, and only survived by Xu Yin.

It prospers and prospers with Bailian, and it will perish together.

"This is your method?" Shu Ci smiled contemptuously, the body did not move, and the sword qi incarnations took a step forward at the same time, and the thin ice sword qi between the skin, clothes and hair also burst into silver gray, falling into the ground .

The main body nodded slightly, opened a small mouth, and thousands of incarnations turned into streams of powerful spirits and returned to her body.

Shuci's godless and empty silver-gray pupils seemed to be injected with real life for a moment.

There was a fire burning in those long eyes. She looked at Bai Lian's eyes from a distance, and smiled lightly: "Your eyes are telling me that you don't even have the confidence to survive from my hands today. I am very curious about what drove you to dare to stand in front of me and fight me."

Bai Lian opened his lips and was about to speak, but he underestimated this willful and domineering child. His temper was like an unreasonable, arbitrary and bad child. She asked questions, but didn't give him time to answer them.

A nanmu flute appeared in her palm.

The moment the flute appeared, the group of demons watching the battle held their breath involuntarily in a tacit understanding. Even though a small world was separated, each of them could not conceal the color of fear.

In the hands of Shuci, flute tails grow branches, green and luxuriant buds are scattered, the brilliance of fireflies is lingering among the young leaves, there are flowers blooming and poppies weeping, and clusters sink to the branches. There is an indescribable beauty in the beauty The meaning of summoning souls.

The moment she lifted the flute, the world seemed to have become monotonous and simple in black and white, everything was a monologue, for her alone she was like a drop of ink in the snow.

The only color in the world is the flowers between the tails of the Nandi flute, and the faint vermilion is dotted with the color of death.

The flute draws a ray of light in the desolate twilight, as light as the dark fire in the white night.

The sky and the earth stopped suddenly, and the roar of the strong wind seemed to be frozen in the ear, and the world was like a scroll.

The dense darkness that was brought about by being pushed and rolled up by an invisible hand quickly swallowed the dim twilight silently.

And above the sky, the bird that descended like a shadow also disappeared in this scroll.

The world in the painting is shattered.

"Everything is over." In this world, Shu Ci no longer felt any signs of life.

She took back the flute with great satisfaction, played it lightly on her lips, tested the tone, and turned around to go to the world-seeking eye to leave.

She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again, her silver-gray eyes were slightly perplexed and confused.

Why can't she feel the existence of the Eye of Boundary?
But in the world of Qingye, at the moment when the battle is over and the winner is determined, the eyes of the world are the gates, welcoming her to leave.

There is only one possibility that the Boundary Eye does not exist, and that is that the outcome is unknown.

The moment this absurd idea took shape in Shu Ci's mind, in the dense sky of the quiet night, a figure fluttered like petals and fell like a cloud, appearing behind Shu Ci.

Shu Ci's eyes widened suddenly, she still couldn't feel the existence of life, but at this moment, she smelled the breath of cold blood.

The lifeless blood is like the dead blood flowing in the Styx.

A cold and thin hand rested lightly on Shu Ci's head, the fingertips were stained with snow and blood.

That hand didn't weigh much, but under Shu Ci's bare feet, there was a click, and the thick ice cracked.

She lowered her head and looked at the reflection of the young man under the snow blown by the wind. He seemed to have just returned from that pale world, and his whole body was colorless and lonely.

There is only a piccolo in his hand, the end of which is inlaid with beads, the color of the beads is blood red, a bright and world-shattering color.

The bright red color is like a bright red flame, burning alone in the pure white world.

Shu Ci's eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly found that the faint fire light began to spread under her feet. She stared away for a moment, only to realize that she was standing in a bloody pattern.

Use your body for the battle, and feed your talisman with your blood.

Under her feet, without knowing when, someone painted a blood-colored spirit-killing formation as wide as a dragon surging.

The bloody meaning behind him became more and more intense, and Shu Ci suddenly understood.

It turned out that at the beginning, he didn't escape from being wounded, but used his own blood to nourish the array and feed the talismans. During his escape for thousands of miles, he forcibly drew such a terrible spirit-killing array.

But how did he do it?

The formation is based on talismans, but whenever a talisman enters the realm, it needs to use the talisman paper to carry the spiritual power.

There is wind and cloud and snow.

In this world, there is no such a vast talisman that can accommodate such a huge spirit-killing formation.

But he simply used the earth, ice and sea as the talisman paper, as a pen, and blood as ink, to engrave a stroke, and resonate with the world to enter the Tao.

The illusion of this fight is absolutely fair.

Whether it is he or she, it is the first time to come to this strange world.

Since the world is strange, how did he manage to resonate with this green leaf world.

Shu Ci has not yet pondered the truth, the crimson blood twists and turns on the ice surface, no matter how much snow falls, it cannot be covered up, and the bright red fire is burning blazingly.

The ice under Shu Ci's feet became stronger and deeper, until the cold seawater submerged her ankles, and she had no more weight to support her. She was pushed into the cold deep sea by that palm.

(End of this chapter)