long night walk
Chapter 807
Chapter 807
In the long dark night, a bleak north wind blew up, rustling the crooked branches and leaves in the mountains and forests.
Su Jing stood there in a daze, gently stroking the slightly numb wound on his neck with his fingers, his eyelashes drooping, and he quietly concealed the emotion in his eyes.
Sword Master Yu leaned over and wiped away a little blood in the mountains with his fingers, sniffing gently for a while with a cold face.
He seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes became colder and more terrifying.
He suddenly raised his head to look at the woman in white who looked like a cold spring in autumn in the night. Su Jing seemed to have checked and looked back.
Seeing her surprisingly calm appearance, Sword Master Yu's eyes became serious: "Did you know what he was early on?!"
Su Jing's eyes narrowed deeply into a sharp and cold arc.
At this time, Yunrong Yujian descended on Tianshan Mountain, interrupting the tit-for-tat between the two.
"metropolitan……"
Sword Master Yu was full of anger, and threw out a stamp: "Go on, gather thousands of inner disciples! Hundreds of true disciples! And twelve swords! Together with the 'Golden Crow Crying Formation'! Punish evil spirits!"
Hearing the 'Golden Crow's Horror Formation', Yunrong suddenly raised his head.
The Golden Crow Horror Formation is the immortal Zhu Zhan who ended the war between the immortal gods and the corpse demons in the Jiyuan period. After sealing the corpse king and generals, he left behind four three-legged golden crow bird spirits in various parts of the world. Four ancient shock formations specially aimed at the corpse demon clan.
This formation has been absorbing the sun's brilliance for years, and it is the ancient formation of the purest yang killing yin and death among the six realms.
The Three Sects of Houtian Dao were established, and the four ancient golden crow frightening formations were inherited by the four holy places on earth, namely Tianxi, Taixuan, Cangwu and Penglai.
Once the great formation is opened, in the Tianyao Continent, among the various countries, the corpses and demons buried under the deep abyss of hundreds of thousands of feet will all be turned into coke, and the yin will be dissipated.
In this way, the balance of yin and yang in the world is bound to be out of balance for a hundred years.
In the past hundred years, the most affected by this formation should be led by the Zhongyou Dynasty!
Yun Rong said in a deep voice: "Sovereign, why is this? Although he is a corpse demon, after all, he is the Lord of the Immortal Mausoleum handpicked by the emperor, if he is killed today, the empress will hold him accountable..."
Sword Master Yu cut off Yun Rong's words with his cold gaze, his eyelids were pressed down violently, and a killing intent that destroyed the world was forced out.
But he sneered on his face: "According to what the Four Sword Masters mean, you have already known the true identity of this son. Knowing that he is a corpse demon, you still sit on the same door and break the rules and take him into the mountain?"
Facing the suzerain's questioning, Yun Rong clenched the seal in her hand, pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Although it is a corpse demon?" Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Yun Rong like a knife: "Although it is a corpse demon, I have taught you for hundreds of years, and I don't know that you are still like this A person who is gentle and kind.
As a person in the immortal way, you don't know the order to kill demons issued by the emperor from the immortal world of the upper Qing Dynasty, right?Not to mention Xianling City, even if the emperor is here, she would not dare to protect a corpse demon in front of the laws of the heavens? ! "
"The people in the demonic way are menacing! Today is my carelessness. I don't know that in order to destroy my inheritance of Tianshan swordsmanship, even alien races like corpse demons are involved in this group of rats! This grievance and hatred are not his fault. Life can be resolved!"
The moonlight poured down on the head, outlining the sword master Yu's figure tall and straight, and his naturally cold face became whiter and stricter:
"To be able to disguise so perfectly in this seat, a corpse demon that looks no different from ordinary people, must have a high bloodline level.
This seat wants to melt his flesh and blood, take his corpse beads, expose it to the sun under the nine heavens, on the fiery soil, and frighten the clan of corpse demons lingering on my earthly land!Use it as an example! "
Su Jing's expression turned cold, and his killing intent suddenly arose!
Sword master Yu seemed to have long been accustomed to her killing intent, his brows were purple like fire, and he struck out a sword thought, binding his body and soul like an invisible shackle.
The terrifying realm suppressed, and the pure power of sword thought instantly controlled Su Jing's mobility to death.
Sword master Yu couldn't bear to flick his sleeves, so he threw Su Jing upside down into Yun Rong's arms, and said coldly: "The Tianxi Sword Sect has gone through such a catastrophe, and I don't have time to deal with you now, Yun Rong, take Master Su Please enter Fang Qing Palace, no one is allowed to let her out without my order."
……
……
Bai Lian's figure was like a cheetah's shadow, speeding all the way through the forest.
The Tianshan Sword Tomb has been standing since ancient times. Even though it has fallen into the mundane, there are still countless ancient relics and a long history of civilization in the mountain.
Bai Li'an was hidden in a vast and dense mountain like fallen leaves returning to the forest. The terrain of Tianshan Mountain was complicated. Sword Master Yu cherished the sword tomb of Tianshan Mountain and couldn't bear to destroy it, so he couldn't wreak havoc in the mountain to search.
This huge Tianshan Mountain has instead become the best bunker for Bailian at the moment.
The Tianshan Mountain has an extremely wide terrain, almost occupying half of the geographical area of Baituo Mountain. Bai Lian rushed along the complicated mountain terrain, and the Qiushui sword was with Yunrong. He could not control the sword, and he did not dare to cross Yunfei Mountain.
The three blood holes in his chest were painful. If he hadn't sucked Su Jing's blood before he left, the blood from the injury on his body would be hard to control at this moment, and there were bloodstains all over the ground.
If he guessed correctly, with Sword Master Yu's temperament, at this moment, Tianxi Sword Sect would have been surrounded like an iron barrel, and it would be very small if he wanted to leave this mountain without anyone noticing.
But Bai Lian never thought of leaving the mountain in embarrassment at such a time.
He hid the aura in his body very well, like a ray of breeze in the forest, the wind passed without a trace, and his steps were silent.
Although the sound of countless people's searching footsteps came from the mountain one after another, he avoided them perfectly.
The mountains were covered with snow, and the snow was quite deep, but Bai Lian did not leave any traces of himself in the mountains and snow.
He was not in a hurry to escape to the outskirts of Tianshan Mountain, but drove straight into the deep heart of the mountain.
Galloping in the dense forest of swords, Xu Jianzhuyu never thought that in such a situation, Bai Lian was not in a hurry to flee down the mountain, but instead hid deeper and deeper.
For a while, there was no breath of living beings or human languages in the ancient sword pool, and it seemed to be a secret place in the Tianshan Mountains.
The surrounding knots naturally formed a huge semicircular misty enchantment, covering the huge sword pool.
Bai Lian's body was submerged in the barrier light without hindrance, but from the outside world, he could only see the scene but not the person.
Once entering the Sword Pool, the atmosphere around him changed greatly as if the four seasons had changed.
Outside the enchantment, the wind and snow are basil, and it is bitingly cold.
But in the sword pool, there are ancient swords like a forest, and the wind blowing in the air is somewhat hot and dry, while the silent cold water in the sword pool is like another world of ice and snow.
The water of the pool is as high as the waist, and the area is empty. There are strange stones on both sides of the pool, and the stone swords are towering, just like a magnificent cave opened by nature.
Bai Lian casually pulled out a petrified old sword from the sword pool, closed his eyes and eyebrows, and slightly opened the Spiritual Terrace God's Mansion, with a deep blue aura lingering between his eyebrows, like a sword's eyes opening in the sky.
Close your eyes and don't look at the world, and keep your spiritual consciousness in check.
However, under the flow of green energy between his brows, Bai Lian's mind clearly reflected the outline of the aura of the sword shadow in the pool.
It is like a series of spiritual vision pictures, presented in front of your eyes.
After he opened his eyes again, the image of the spirit sword in his consciousness dissipated. He lowered his head and stroked the petrified and rough blade of the ancient sword with his palm.
Wherever the palm passed, the inscriptions on the blade disappeared.
clack clack...
The thick stone dirt covered on the surface of the ancient sword was mottled and rustled down.
An ancient sword in the Silent and Tianshan Sword Pool, at this moment, the sword was washed like water, and its edge was washed like rain, and it was washed to an incomparably bright.
Like a vigorous young sword, it is full of vigor and vigor, shining brightly, exuding amazing vitality.
The old soul returns, and the old sword becomes new.
The fullness of merit naturally resides outside things, and the cold and heat of the world are reincarnated.
The seasons change, the trees wither and grow, nothing in the world is absolutely permanent, the sword master Yu hopes that the Tianshan Mountain will remain unchanged from ancient times, and it is delusional to stand on the nine heavens without roots.
Now that he has entered the mortal world, the cycle of life and death of yin and yang is the real cause and effect is not empty.
Minglian's soul, imprisoned in the sword, turned into a wisp of exhausted and exhausted spiritual fire, rising up misty, breaking free from the long-term confinement of the sword, and at the moment when he regained freedom, he floated away from the world, as if he didn't know his return where.
Bai Li'an sighed softly, all the spirits in the sword were formed from the blood sacrifice of the demon spirit inscription.
After thinking for a moment, he still took out the Yinyu Piccolo and played a song "Guide to the Past", the clear and clear sound of the flute diffused, and the faint sound was like a guiding light that only the dead can see.
The ray of soul that floated away from the sword gradually faded away with the sound of the flute, and finally rested in peace and freedom.
Holding the new sword whose name had been erased, Bai Lian exhausted his energy and the sword wound on his chest was torn apart.
He frowned, and was not in a hurry, he found a hidden place with strange rocks, sat down with his sword in his arms, adjusted his breath and healed his wounds.
The moonlight wine in the full moon wine gourd was squandered by the little white dragon in a short period of time.
It has been taken for 200 years and has been cut into dragon wings. It is already weak, and the demand for this finger-deep moonlight wine is far from enough for Xiao Bailong.
Bai Li'an chose a good location, facing the ray of clear moonlight falling from the mountain stream, falling between the mouth of the wine gourd bottle, dripping silver-colored clear dew.
Xiao Bailong fell asleep in the wine gourd.
Bai Lian took out a few top-quality spirit stones and placed them around him, effectively strengthening the moonlight spiritual power here, and slowly replenishing the exhausted spiritual power in his body.
clap la la...
Not long after Bai Lian closed his eyes, there was a sound of water swaying in the sword pond.
His closed eyelids moved slightly.
someone is coming?
Baili quietly suppressed his breath even weaker, and put his palm on the hilt of the sword.
He actually found this place so quickly, but he underestimated the disciple of Tianxi Sword Sect.
Bai Lian tensed his body and was about to open his eyes when the sword stone against his back suddenly became hot and bright.
The thick dust covered in the mountains rustled down, and the orange-red runes that were shining endlessly were burning like fire.
The cold pool under Baili'an was transpired in an instant, white mist rose indistinctly, and the surrounding air became distorted and scorched by the sudden high temperature.
The swordgrass that grows stubbornly from among the rocks loses moisture at an alarming rate, becomes withered and yellow, and then burns into a ball of fierce flames.
This turn of events...
It doesn't seem to be because of him.
Bai Lian suddenly opened his eyes, leaned his body slightly, and did not make a sound.
Looking around, he saw a beautiful and charming face. The red embroidered cloud boots were soaked in the cool water of the pool, and the extremely elegant famous dress spread like a lotus on the water surface.
Reflecting the cold pool of stars and rivers, the beauty's almost perfect profile outlined by the moonlight became more and more beautiful, as if the moon was growing frost. She had a pair of classical phoenix eyes, graceful and beautiful.
Seeing the face of the woman under the moon clearly, Bai Lian couldn't help holding his breath, but he was not photographed by the woman's appearance.
But the appearance of this person was beyond his expectation.
Princess Qin, Zhao Wenjun.
Why did she appear in this collapsed Tianshan Mountain.
The Tianshan Mountains are so majestic that ordinary people cannot cling to them.
Judging by her appearance, she is clearly alone, without a sword attendant.
So, how did a mortal with no cultivation and no spiritual roots pass through the barrier of the sword pool?
Bai Lian didn't struggle with this question for long.
Because the next moment, he saw the seductive red lips of the eldest princess of Qin slightly opened, and exhaled a mouthful of breath of heaven and earth evenly.
Her brows brightened, and then the divine mansion loomed, and when she raised her right hand lightly, the majestic rocks in front of her turned into dust without a sound, exposing an ancient altar deep in the mountain.
On the altar is enshrined a mass of crimson streamer, which seems to be full of life. The mass of streamer flickers around in the hexagonal altar, but is shrouded in a faint halo, unable to break free.
Zhao Wenjun quietly looked at the streamer on the altar, his dark eyes were warmed red by the streamer, and there seemed to be a stream of fire jumping deep in the bottom of his pupils.
She raised her arms gracefully, and her palms passed through the barrier on the altar with ease, as if there was no water on the surface, and held the ball of streamer.
Even though they were far apart, Bai Lian could still feel the violent flame power contained in the streamer above the altar.
This eldest princess is obviously absolutely extraordinary, and her cultivation level is faintly stronger than that of Tianxi Sword Master.
Seeing this scene, Bai Lian's body collapsed even tighter.
Although he didn't know what Zhao Wenjun was doing at the moment, but seeing her like this, it seemed that her spiritual roots were lost. If he exposed his aura at this moment, he would see the secret that the eldest princess had hidden for many years.
There is absolutely no reason for him to continue living.
Bai Lian frowned, choosing to wait and see.
Zhao Wenjun, who was holding the streamer, couldn't help showing a hint of pain in his dark and far-reaching eyes, and the water surface that had always been calm and calm also raised a pool of spring wrinkles.
The streamer was extremely violent, the water in the pool evaporated quickly, the water level moved down inch by inch, and dried up in an instant, and the ground at the bottom of the pool was cracked and scorched under the extremely terrifying scorching heat.
Even Bai Lian, who was far away, was shocked by the terrifying power of burning.
But the eldest princess held the mass of violent and scorching light with one hand, her eyes turned cold, and she swallowed it in one gulp!
"This crazy woman." Bai Lian was shocked, the fire was enough to burn all rivers, but she swallowed it alive.
The internal organs of the human body are the most fragile, and her behavior is really extremely terrifying.
The next moment, Zhao Wenjun knelt down straight on the ground, trembling all over, his teeth cracked and trembled as if in pain, his slender neck was bulging with blue veins, his appearance was scary.
But in Bai Li'an's view, it seemed that it wasn't just the reason for her intoxication that brought her such pain.
Sure enough, not long after, the Eldest Princess Zhao Wenjun's body was surrounded by a sad black energy, and a round of collar-like shackles appeared around her neck, and the bright red blood-like characters were like brand marks, and the circles loomed out.
North and North are wilting, and Shuang Geng has to wait until tomorrow, and postpone it by one day
(End of this chapter)
In the long dark night, a bleak north wind blew up, rustling the crooked branches and leaves in the mountains and forests.
Su Jing stood there in a daze, gently stroking the slightly numb wound on his neck with his fingers, his eyelashes drooping, and he quietly concealed the emotion in his eyes.
Sword Master Yu leaned over and wiped away a little blood in the mountains with his fingers, sniffing gently for a while with a cold face.
He seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes became colder and more terrifying.
He suddenly raised his head to look at the woman in white who looked like a cold spring in autumn in the night. Su Jing seemed to have checked and looked back.
Seeing her surprisingly calm appearance, Sword Master Yu's eyes became serious: "Did you know what he was early on?!"
Su Jing's eyes narrowed deeply into a sharp and cold arc.
At this time, Yunrong Yujian descended on Tianshan Mountain, interrupting the tit-for-tat between the two.
"metropolitan……"
Sword Master Yu was full of anger, and threw out a stamp: "Go on, gather thousands of inner disciples! Hundreds of true disciples! And twelve swords! Together with the 'Golden Crow Crying Formation'! Punish evil spirits!"
Hearing the 'Golden Crow's Horror Formation', Yunrong suddenly raised his head.
The Golden Crow Horror Formation is the immortal Zhu Zhan who ended the war between the immortal gods and the corpse demons in the Jiyuan period. After sealing the corpse king and generals, he left behind four three-legged golden crow bird spirits in various parts of the world. Four ancient shock formations specially aimed at the corpse demon clan.
This formation has been absorbing the sun's brilliance for years, and it is the ancient formation of the purest yang killing yin and death among the six realms.
The Three Sects of Houtian Dao were established, and the four ancient golden crow frightening formations were inherited by the four holy places on earth, namely Tianxi, Taixuan, Cangwu and Penglai.
Once the great formation is opened, in the Tianyao Continent, among the various countries, the corpses and demons buried under the deep abyss of hundreds of thousands of feet will all be turned into coke, and the yin will be dissipated.
In this way, the balance of yin and yang in the world is bound to be out of balance for a hundred years.
In the past hundred years, the most affected by this formation should be led by the Zhongyou Dynasty!
Yun Rong said in a deep voice: "Sovereign, why is this? Although he is a corpse demon, after all, he is the Lord of the Immortal Mausoleum handpicked by the emperor, if he is killed today, the empress will hold him accountable..."
Sword Master Yu cut off Yun Rong's words with his cold gaze, his eyelids were pressed down violently, and a killing intent that destroyed the world was forced out.
But he sneered on his face: "According to what the Four Sword Masters mean, you have already known the true identity of this son. Knowing that he is a corpse demon, you still sit on the same door and break the rules and take him into the mountain?"
Facing the suzerain's questioning, Yun Rong clenched the seal in her hand, pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Although it is a corpse demon?" Sword Master Yu snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Yun Rong like a knife: "Although it is a corpse demon, I have taught you for hundreds of years, and I don't know that you are still like this A person who is gentle and kind.
As a person in the immortal way, you don't know the order to kill demons issued by the emperor from the immortal world of the upper Qing Dynasty, right?Not to mention Xianling City, even if the emperor is here, she would not dare to protect a corpse demon in front of the laws of the heavens? ! "
"The people in the demonic way are menacing! Today is my carelessness. I don't know that in order to destroy my inheritance of Tianshan swordsmanship, even alien races like corpse demons are involved in this group of rats! This grievance and hatred are not his fault. Life can be resolved!"
The moonlight poured down on the head, outlining the sword master Yu's figure tall and straight, and his naturally cold face became whiter and stricter:
"To be able to disguise so perfectly in this seat, a corpse demon that looks no different from ordinary people, must have a high bloodline level.
This seat wants to melt his flesh and blood, take his corpse beads, expose it to the sun under the nine heavens, on the fiery soil, and frighten the clan of corpse demons lingering on my earthly land!Use it as an example! "
Su Jing's expression turned cold, and his killing intent suddenly arose!
Sword master Yu seemed to have long been accustomed to her killing intent, his brows were purple like fire, and he struck out a sword thought, binding his body and soul like an invisible shackle.
The terrifying realm suppressed, and the pure power of sword thought instantly controlled Su Jing's mobility to death.
Sword master Yu couldn't bear to flick his sleeves, so he threw Su Jing upside down into Yun Rong's arms, and said coldly: "The Tianxi Sword Sect has gone through such a catastrophe, and I don't have time to deal with you now, Yun Rong, take Master Su Please enter Fang Qing Palace, no one is allowed to let her out without my order."
……
……
Bai Lian's figure was like a cheetah's shadow, speeding all the way through the forest.
The Tianshan Sword Tomb has been standing since ancient times. Even though it has fallen into the mundane, there are still countless ancient relics and a long history of civilization in the mountain.
Bai Li'an was hidden in a vast and dense mountain like fallen leaves returning to the forest. The terrain of Tianshan Mountain was complicated. Sword Master Yu cherished the sword tomb of Tianshan Mountain and couldn't bear to destroy it, so he couldn't wreak havoc in the mountain to search.
This huge Tianshan Mountain has instead become the best bunker for Bailian at the moment.
The Tianshan Mountain has an extremely wide terrain, almost occupying half of the geographical area of Baituo Mountain. Bai Lian rushed along the complicated mountain terrain, and the Qiushui sword was with Yunrong. He could not control the sword, and he did not dare to cross Yunfei Mountain.
The three blood holes in his chest were painful. If he hadn't sucked Su Jing's blood before he left, the blood from the injury on his body would be hard to control at this moment, and there were bloodstains all over the ground.
If he guessed correctly, with Sword Master Yu's temperament, at this moment, Tianxi Sword Sect would have been surrounded like an iron barrel, and it would be very small if he wanted to leave this mountain without anyone noticing.
But Bai Lian never thought of leaving the mountain in embarrassment at such a time.
He hid the aura in his body very well, like a ray of breeze in the forest, the wind passed without a trace, and his steps were silent.
Although the sound of countless people's searching footsteps came from the mountain one after another, he avoided them perfectly.
The mountains were covered with snow, and the snow was quite deep, but Bai Lian did not leave any traces of himself in the mountains and snow.
He was not in a hurry to escape to the outskirts of Tianshan Mountain, but drove straight into the deep heart of the mountain.
Galloping in the dense forest of swords, Xu Jianzhuyu never thought that in such a situation, Bai Lian was not in a hurry to flee down the mountain, but instead hid deeper and deeper.
For a while, there was no breath of living beings or human languages in the ancient sword pool, and it seemed to be a secret place in the Tianshan Mountains.
The surrounding knots naturally formed a huge semicircular misty enchantment, covering the huge sword pool.
Bai Lian's body was submerged in the barrier light without hindrance, but from the outside world, he could only see the scene but not the person.
Once entering the Sword Pool, the atmosphere around him changed greatly as if the four seasons had changed.
Outside the enchantment, the wind and snow are basil, and it is bitingly cold.
But in the sword pool, there are ancient swords like a forest, and the wind blowing in the air is somewhat hot and dry, while the silent cold water in the sword pool is like another world of ice and snow.
The water of the pool is as high as the waist, and the area is empty. There are strange stones on both sides of the pool, and the stone swords are towering, just like a magnificent cave opened by nature.
Bai Lian casually pulled out a petrified old sword from the sword pool, closed his eyes and eyebrows, and slightly opened the Spiritual Terrace God's Mansion, with a deep blue aura lingering between his eyebrows, like a sword's eyes opening in the sky.
Close your eyes and don't look at the world, and keep your spiritual consciousness in check.
However, under the flow of green energy between his brows, Bai Lian's mind clearly reflected the outline of the aura of the sword shadow in the pool.
It is like a series of spiritual vision pictures, presented in front of your eyes.
After he opened his eyes again, the image of the spirit sword in his consciousness dissipated. He lowered his head and stroked the petrified and rough blade of the ancient sword with his palm.
Wherever the palm passed, the inscriptions on the blade disappeared.
clack clack...
The thick stone dirt covered on the surface of the ancient sword was mottled and rustled down.
An ancient sword in the Silent and Tianshan Sword Pool, at this moment, the sword was washed like water, and its edge was washed like rain, and it was washed to an incomparably bright.
Like a vigorous young sword, it is full of vigor and vigor, shining brightly, exuding amazing vitality.
The old soul returns, and the old sword becomes new.
The fullness of merit naturally resides outside things, and the cold and heat of the world are reincarnated.
The seasons change, the trees wither and grow, nothing in the world is absolutely permanent, the sword master Yu hopes that the Tianshan Mountain will remain unchanged from ancient times, and it is delusional to stand on the nine heavens without roots.
Now that he has entered the mortal world, the cycle of life and death of yin and yang is the real cause and effect is not empty.
Minglian's soul, imprisoned in the sword, turned into a wisp of exhausted and exhausted spiritual fire, rising up misty, breaking free from the long-term confinement of the sword, and at the moment when he regained freedom, he floated away from the world, as if he didn't know his return where.
Bai Li'an sighed softly, all the spirits in the sword were formed from the blood sacrifice of the demon spirit inscription.
After thinking for a moment, he still took out the Yinyu Piccolo and played a song "Guide to the Past", the clear and clear sound of the flute diffused, and the faint sound was like a guiding light that only the dead can see.
The ray of soul that floated away from the sword gradually faded away with the sound of the flute, and finally rested in peace and freedom.
Holding the new sword whose name had been erased, Bai Lian exhausted his energy and the sword wound on his chest was torn apart.
He frowned, and was not in a hurry, he found a hidden place with strange rocks, sat down with his sword in his arms, adjusted his breath and healed his wounds.
The moonlight wine in the full moon wine gourd was squandered by the little white dragon in a short period of time.
It has been taken for 200 years and has been cut into dragon wings. It is already weak, and the demand for this finger-deep moonlight wine is far from enough for Xiao Bailong.
Bai Li'an chose a good location, facing the ray of clear moonlight falling from the mountain stream, falling between the mouth of the wine gourd bottle, dripping silver-colored clear dew.
Xiao Bailong fell asleep in the wine gourd.
Bai Lian took out a few top-quality spirit stones and placed them around him, effectively strengthening the moonlight spiritual power here, and slowly replenishing the exhausted spiritual power in his body.
clap la la...
Not long after Bai Lian closed his eyes, there was a sound of water swaying in the sword pond.
His closed eyelids moved slightly.
someone is coming?
Baili quietly suppressed his breath even weaker, and put his palm on the hilt of the sword.
He actually found this place so quickly, but he underestimated the disciple of Tianxi Sword Sect.
Bai Lian tensed his body and was about to open his eyes when the sword stone against his back suddenly became hot and bright.
The thick dust covered in the mountains rustled down, and the orange-red runes that were shining endlessly were burning like fire.
The cold pool under Baili'an was transpired in an instant, white mist rose indistinctly, and the surrounding air became distorted and scorched by the sudden high temperature.
The swordgrass that grows stubbornly from among the rocks loses moisture at an alarming rate, becomes withered and yellow, and then burns into a ball of fierce flames.
This turn of events...
It doesn't seem to be because of him.
Bai Lian suddenly opened his eyes, leaned his body slightly, and did not make a sound.
Looking around, he saw a beautiful and charming face. The red embroidered cloud boots were soaked in the cool water of the pool, and the extremely elegant famous dress spread like a lotus on the water surface.
Reflecting the cold pool of stars and rivers, the beauty's almost perfect profile outlined by the moonlight became more and more beautiful, as if the moon was growing frost. She had a pair of classical phoenix eyes, graceful and beautiful.
Seeing the face of the woman under the moon clearly, Bai Lian couldn't help holding his breath, but he was not photographed by the woman's appearance.
But the appearance of this person was beyond his expectation.
Princess Qin, Zhao Wenjun.
Why did she appear in this collapsed Tianshan Mountain.
The Tianshan Mountains are so majestic that ordinary people cannot cling to them.
Judging by her appearance, she is clearly alone, without a sword attendant.
So, how did a mortal with no cultivation and no spiritual roots pass through the barrier of the sword pool?
Bai Lian didn't struggle with this question for long.
Because the next moment, he saw the seductive red lips of the eldest princess of Qin slightly opened, and exhaled a mouthful of breath of heaven and earth evenly.
Her brows brightened, and then the divine mansion loomed, and when she raised her right hand lightly, the majestic rocks in front of her turned into dust without a sound, exposing an ancient altar deep in the mountain.
On the altar is enshrined a mass of crimson streamer, which seems to be full of life. The mass of streamer flickers around in the hexagonal altar, but is shrouded in a faint halo, unable to break free.
Zhao Wenjun quietly looked at the streamer on the altar, his dark eyes were warmed red by the streamer, and there seemed to be a stream of fire jumping deep in the bottom of his pupils.
She raised her arms gracefully, and her palms passed through the barrier on the altar with ease, as if there was no water on the surface, and held the ball of streamer.
Even though they were far apart, Bai Lian could still feel the violent flame power contained in the streamer above the altar.
This eldest princess is obviously absolutely extraordinary, and her cultivation level is faintly stronger than that of Tianxi Sword Master.
Seeing this scene, Bai Lian's body collapsed even tighter.
Although he didn't know what Zhao Wenjun was doing at the moment, but seeing her like this, it seemed that her spiritual roots were lost. If he exposed his aura at this moment, he would see the secret that the eldest princess had hidden for many years.
There is absolutely no reason for him to continue living.
Bai Lian frowned, choosing to wait and see.
Zhao Wenjun, who was holding the streamer, couldn't help showing a hint of pain in his dark and far-reaching eyes, and the water surface that had always been calm and calm also raised a pool of spring wrinkles.
The streamer was extremely violent, the water in the pool evaporated quickly, the water level moved down inch by inch, and dried up in an instant, and the ground at the bottom of the pool was cracked and scorched under the extremely terrifying scorching heat.
Even Bai Lian, who was far away, was shocked by the terrifying power of burning.
But the eldest princess held the mass of violent and scorching light with one hand, her eyes turned cold, and she swallowed it in one gulp!
"This crazy woman." Bai Lian was shocked, the fire was enough to burn all rivers, but she swallowed it alive.
The internal organs of the human body are the most fragile, and her behavior is really extremely terrifying.
The next moment, Zhao Wenjun knelt down straight on the ground, trembling all over, his teeth cracked and trembled as if in pain, his slender neck was bulging with blue veins, his appearance was scary.
But in Bai Li'an's view, it seemed that it wasn't just the reason for her intoxication that brought her such pain.
Sure enough, not long after, the Eldest Princess Zhao Wenjun's body was surrounded by a sad black energy, and a round of collar-like shackles appeared around her neck, and the bright red blood-like characters were like brand marks, and the circles loomed out.
North and North are wilting, and Shuang Geng has to wait until tomorrow, and postpone it by one day
(End of this chapter)
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