That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 832

Is this the transcendent realm above the eighteenth floor of the Earth Immortal?The difference between the [-]th floor and the [-]th floor is so small, is it a world of difference?

Xiao Shen already felt hopeless.

Even when he was at his peak, he couldn't break the Xixuanfa sword so lightly, and then kill an earth immortal above the sixteenth floor with a single strike.

What's more, he is still injured now, and Wei Jin's dying punch still lingers on his body, making him feel like a mountain of weight, and he can't even talk about the peak.

Xiao Bai slowly raised the palm of his right hand, there was a very thin wound on the fingertip of the index finger, and a drop of blood slowly slipped from the fingertip.

The Xixuanfa sword he used to break Bai Liyin just now was not completely intact, it's just that the injury was really insignificant.

This drop of blood is not bright red, but bright golden.

Xiao Bai flicked his fingers.

There was a ding dong, like water dripping on a stone surface, the sound was clear and loud.

Xiao Shen moved Qingshuang in front of him at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, barely blocking the blood drops that popped out from Xiao Bai's fingers. His old skin was rippling and undulating layer by layer, as if the lake was blown by a breeze, wrinkling the surface of the water and then gradually returning to calm.

Xiao Shen's eyes were full of horror.

With just one blow, he almost couldn't hold Qingshuang in his hand.

Xiao Bai said coldly: "Xiao Shen, you are a member of the Xiao family, but you join forces with the Taoist sect to conspire against me, you are really a rebellious minister, you should be punished."

Xiao Shen firmly held Qingshuang in his hand, didn't speak, and couldn't speak at all.

Xiao Bai stretched out his palm and lifted it upwards.

It was as if a golden sun was rising from his palm.

Xiao Bai looked at the pale Xiao Shen, and said softly, "Go."

This round of "golden sun" passed in a flash, and its speed was so fast that it seemed to explode directly in Xiao Shen's chest.

Xiao Shen reluctantly crossed the sword in front of and behind him, but he had no strength to fight back at all. His figure retreated abruptly. From Tiance Mansion to Chengtian Gate, the distance of an entire number of miles, an unknown number of palace walls, was directly hit by Xiao Shen's back. Crash.

In the end, Xiao Shen fell hard on the square in front of Chengtian Gate, and continued to slide backwards for a distance of nearly a hundred feet, leaving a long and fragmented ravine on the ground paved with white jade.

Xiao Shen was lying on the ground, looking at the heavy snow falling from the sky, dying.

Xiao Bai was about to take Xiao Shen's life completely, at this moment, the thunder in the sky, which had not moved for a long time, finally started to move.

Xiao Bai looked back at the sky, but had no choice but to stop his movements and concentrate on dealing with the thunder.

The next moment, an immortal golden body with a height of hundreds of feet reappeared in the world.

But different from the huge aura of the previous one, the aura of the Immortal Golden Body this time is all restrained, and under the majestic way of heaven, it appears extremely dark and depressing.

……

Purple air permeates the sky above the imperial capital. Because of the perspective, if you look from the north and south sides, you can only see a touch of purple at the end of the sky, as if it is a fairyland filled with immortals.

On an unknown mountain peak on the border of Zhili Prefecture, a Taoist man in black sat cross-legged, looking at the purple in the distance, and beside him stood a white-haired woman, who was also looking at the magnificent scene over there , sighed: "Such a catastrophe, so captivating, I don't know what the legendary twelve-fold thunder catastrophe should be like?"

Then she went on to say: "Except for Xiao Bai, who has absorbed the luck of the emperor, I am afraid that anyone else would have no reason to survive. What do you think Xiao Shen has the chance of winning?"

Chen Ye calmly looked at the purple, with a slightly complicated expression on her face. The five fingers under the big sleeves of the Taoist robe subconsciously clenched into fists, and answered the wrong question: "The gate of heaven is wide open, not only because it wants to send down thunder that transcends the mortal world, but also as a soaring supernatural power." The elephant will last until the end of the Heavenly Tribulation, if Xiao Bai can survive the Heavenly Tribulation, he will directly enter the Heavenly Immortal Realm through this Heavenly Gate, and become a true Immortal Immortal. Even if he does not enter the Heavenly Gate, he will still be an invincible living immortal."

Bingchen was a little restless, and she would not be like this in normal times, but after witnessing this once-in-a-century catastrophe, it is difficult for her, a sword fairy on the [-]th floor, to remain indifferent, so she couldn't help asking Said: "Is that the case?"

Chen Ye calmly explained: "Of course not. Don't forget how Shangguan Xianchen, who was also invincible in the world, died back then. Even if Xiao Bai could bear the might of the thunder, it would definitely hurt his vitality. Win or lose, it's too early to tell."

Speaking of this, Chen Ye smiled, "Of course, if Xiao Bai died directly under the thunder, then we will save trouble."

Bingchen took a deep breath slowly.

Chen Ye said to himself: "Everything depends on whether Xiao Bai can bear the last thunder. If he can bear it, there is a living god in the Daqi court who is in charge of teaching the real person to retreat with serious injuries. We will definitely lose. If we can't bear it, Xiao Bai If the whiteness turns into ashes, the body dies and the dao disappears, the Daqi court is bound to be in chaos, and that is our chance."

Chen Ye asked: "Don't you have any backup?"

"Second hand?" Chen Ye glanced at the woman who was both his uncle and half of his subordinates, and said with a bit of sarcasm in his smile: "So what? So what if you don't have it? If it's really defeated like a mountain." Falling, the building will fall, what kind of backhand can turn the tide? The so-called backhand is nothing more than an escape route besides chasing after the victory."

Bingchen snorted coldly and didn't speak.

Chen Ye turned a blind eye, took a step forward, and climbed up step by step.

After nine steps, he was already standing on the nine heavens.

He looked into the distance again, but it was not in the direction of the imperial capital, but in the opposite direction of Yuzhou, and said flatly: "Our opponent is not Xiao Bai, but someone who is going to the imperial capital."

……

The post road was deserted, and there was only a convoy of hundreds of people moving forward at a leisurely pace.At this time, it is not too far away from the imperial capital, and it will take less than ten days to arrive. This is undoubtedly excellent news for the whole team. Will the emperor's coffin be transported back to the imperial capital?

Zhang Baisui rode at the front of the team on horseback, he didn't look like the chief eunuch in python robes and crowned with the palm seal, and he didn't look like the earth immortal who was listed on the list of heaven's secrets, but rather an old steward of an ordinary wealthy family.At this time, he was a little absent-minded, or he was preoccupied. According to the news that came back from the imperial capital, the situation in the city was extremely unclear at this time. Make the temple turbulent, so that the situation changes.If Daomen, King Wei and others take advantage of this opportunity to act, the Daqi court may be in danger.

Zhang Baisui suddenly reined in and floated off the horse.

The team behind him also stopped, Xiao Zhinan raised the curtain of the carriage and asked, "Big companion?"

Zhang Baisui looked forward and said with a soft smile: "It's a little troublesome, but it shouldn't be a big problem. This matter will be resolved by the old slave. Your Highness the Princess will just move on."

Xiao Zhinan was silent for a while, and then reminded softly: "Everything is based on the formula, and it is best not to fight to the death."

Zhang Baisui smiled, "Don't worry, Your Highness, this old servant will go ahead."

He exhaled lightly and swept away towards the northern sky.

……

To make a digression, someone specifically went to Encyclopedia to add a lot of people who knew Beiyou that year, and then scolded that year for plagiarizing Zhibeiyou in the comments.

I think of Guo Degang's words.

Even if you kill me, your tickets will not be sold.

(End of this chapter)