Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 172 Heavenly Sword
"This is……"

"Mirage, this is mirage!"

"There is actually a mirage in this White Dragon Temple?"

"With such a battle, this mirage is almost the demon king, right?"

"No wonder, no wonder we couldn't find it inside and out, it turned out to be hidden in the mirage cloud!"

"What's the matter with the astrology? Is it also the handwriting of this mirage, no, this is...?"

Looking at the two visions that appeared side by side in the sky, Yun Yan and the others immediately woke up and reacted after being shocked.

Mirage!

How could all the monks in the Princess's Mansion not know what Su Wen knew.

One look at the real body of this strange beast, and he concluded that the other party's identity was a mirage close to the demon king.

"Mr. Su's disappearance must be related to this demon!"

"The mirage is the son of the mirage dragon, and it is born with the supernatural power of illusion."

"Mr. Su must have been taken away by its magical powers, and fell into the psychedelic realm of the mirage dragon."

"It's useless to talk too much, act quickly, kill this evildoer, and help Mr. Su get out of trouble!"

The monster king of the monster race is equivalent to the innate talent of the human race, and this mirage, which is almost the king of the demon king, is equivalent to a human monk with the best acquired talent.

Very strong!

But the end is not innate.

With the formation of the crowd, attacking it outside, even if it cannot be killed immediately, it can still have some influence and pressure on it, so that Su Wen, who is sinking in the mirage dragon's realm, has a chance to break out of the realm.

Without saying a word, the people headed by Yunyan drew their swords and attacked the mirage between the virtual and the real.

however……

"Buzz!"

As soon as Yunyan pulled out the sword, she felt an inexplicable pull, and the blood sacrificed sword in her hand trembled uncontrollably, making soft cries like the chant of a dragon.

"Ok?"

"How could..."

"My weapon!"

"What's going on?"

Not only Yunyan, but also the people around, and even the thousands of soldiers who formed the army formation, the weapons in their hands were trembling, trembling uncontrollably.

"This is……!"

Looking at the trembling sword in her hand, Yun Yan seemed to recall something, her eyes changed, and she lost her voice instantly.

This is the moment of silence...

"Buzz!"

The sword trembled, and it came out of his hand, and was inserted in front of Yunyan. Wisps of air rose from it, condensed sharply, and turned into a sword.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Not only Yunyan, but also the surrounding people, as well as thousands of soldiers in the army, all threw their weapons out of their hands and plunged into the earth humming and trembling.

Thousands of swords stood on the ground, wisps of fierce aura rose out, and the sword was condensed in the void, even the aura of the army was drawn, and scarlet blood-like sword auras rushed out, followed by thousands of swords The condensed sword energy hovered around the crowd.

"This……"

"What's going on?"

"My spirit sword, how could it...!"

"Sword energy, sword energy, where did the sword energy come from!"

Everyone was horrified, looking at their own weapons that had plunged into the ground, and then at the sword qi circling around them, they were frightened and angry, and at a loss what to do.

what happened?
"This is……!!!"

Looking at the surrounding void, Yun Yan saw the circling sword energy, the conjecture in her heart was faintly confirmed, she was startled for a moment, and she fell silent.

Right here, see you again...

"Buzz!"

The void oscillated, and hundreds of millions of sword qi emerged from between the heaven and the earth.

Above the sky, the wind and cloud are changing, turning into the sword of Fengyun, the roar of thunder, turning into the sword of rushing thunder, and the scorching sun, turning into the sword of the great sun.

Between the earth, the rocks and soil vibrated and turned into swords of rocks and soil, the swaying grass and trees turned into swords of grass and trees, and the turbulent river water turned into swords of great rivers.

Even in the heart, there is anger surging, filled with righteous indignation, murderous intent, turning into a sword that daunts people's hearts!

Sword Qi, Sword Qi, full of Sword Qi.

Above the sky, between the earth, in the hearts of people...

Sword energy is born everywhere, vast and endless, hundreds of millions of them come out, centered on the Bailong Temple in Bailong Mountain, swirling violently in the void, looking around, everything you see is full of sword energy , full of sword flow!
Sword Qi, hundreds of millions of Sword Qi, flows in mighty streams, swirling and flowing around Bailong Temple in Bailong Mountain like a storm.

The mirage, which is hesitating in clouds and mist, and whose reality is uncertain, is in the center of this storm, surrounded by hundreds of millions of sword streams.

"This is……"

Everyone in the Bailong Temple, under the psychedelic body of the mirage, was also surrounded by the storm and the sword flow, but they felt no fear in their hearts, only the boundless shock and a faint understanding.

"Heavenly Sword!"

"Heavenly Sword!!!"

Yun Yan stepped back a few steps, looking at the mighty and surging sword stream all over the sky, she couldn't help but lost her voice.

Heavenly Sword Heavenly Sword, the sword that heaven and man fall together!
"Roar!"

In the sky above Bailong Temple, amidst the uncertain mirage cloud and mist, the mirage that looked like a snake and a lizard let out a roar, frightened and panicked, and felt that the sky was full of sword energy and murderous intent, and all the sharp edges locked his life.

dead!
Must die!

As soon as this sword energy comes out, he must die!
He couldn't even get up the idea of ​​resisting and avoiding.

Is this what he said, the qualification to wield a sword?
Such a sword, such a sword...

"Roar!"

The mirage roared, and the red mane on its back burst into flames, like a red umbrella opened, and the green scales under the red mane flowed with brilliance, which was a hazy, false and real light of the mirage.

This is the manifestation of the mirage pushing its own innate supernatural powers and natal magic to the extreme.

In this way, he still has to activate his supernatural powers, maintain illusions, and resist this kind of sword force?
Of course not!

As the mirage's innate supernatural powers were pushed to the extreme, the outline suddenly disintegrated in the void, and ripples scattered in all directions.

The illusion, the mirage and dragon illusion, fell apart at this moment, revealing a figure standing in the void.

Not Su asked who?

He actually took the initiative to release the Mirage Dragon Realm, and released Su Wen from the hallucination.

But this is not done with good intentions, but...

"Roar!"

The mirage roared, swung its body, and spewed out the brilliance of the mirage, forming a portal phantom in the void.

It is another supernatural power of the mirage, the escaping reliance of Wulian Zhenjun - mirage!
Mirages seem real and fake, as long as two mirages perform this magical power together to form two identical mirages, they can make the fake come true, communicate between the virtual and the real, and shuttle back and forth between the two mirages.

True Lord Wulian wanted to use this supernatural power to escape from the encirclement of the Great Zhou royal family and Xuantian Zhengzong, and escape from the net of heaven and earth, after the technique of raising dragons was completed and the fruits were harvested.

This is his trump card for escape, the reliance for his life!
This hole card should not be revealed so quickly.

The art of raising the dragon has not yet been completed, if Wulian Zhenjun withdraws here, wouldn't the previous hard work go to waste?

No!
The mirage also knew it couldn't!
But he had no choice, and Su Wen would not give him a choice.

Either run away now, seize the opportunity Su Wen gave, let True Monarch Wulian escape from the siege, and stop the loss in time.

Either he would rather die than retreat, and wait for Su Wentian to kill him with the sword, cutting off the retreat of the Five Lotus True Monarch, and losing everything.

How to choose?
How else could he choose?
Timely stop loss is always better than losing the whole game, right?

(End of this chapter)