Difficulty: starting from the sword, halberd and demon

Chapter 344 Locked
The sword in the hands of the purple-clothed man was obtained from the Iron Clan's divine weapon. Its name was Qingcheng Zhilian. It was forged with the strength of five iron clan sword masters, and its purpose was to suppress the fierceness of the strange beast Chong Li.

This sword has a green body with a silver handle, blue as clear as water, with the essence of the sun inside, and the beauty of autumn water outside, with a benevolent nature and a harmonious body, without any trace of murderous intent.

It's a pity that in the original drama, this sword fell into the hands of the violent and cruel Doomsday Sun, and was shattered by the Demonic Sword Creation in the Battle of the Heavenly Sword. It was really a secret move.

"I really underestimated you before, but I didn't expect you to hide it so deeply. It's just that you didn't have a bad reputation before. Why do you want to help others do evil?"

Onmyoji and Siwujun walked out of the crimson flowers and blue feathers. The Taifu of the Eternal City shook his feather fan lightly, his words full of temptation.

"Easy to say." The man in purple laughed, not ashamed of his previous behavior of paddling and fishing.

"I'm just a small character. Big things like the conflict between good and evil have nothing to do with me. If the Palace of Eternal Life pays, I will work hard for them. It's as simple as that."

"Oh? If I don't produce more from Old City, are you willing to change sides?"

Si Wujun's eyes flashed, and his thoughts were as exquisite as those of the Tianyue military advisor in the past.

"Oh my, what an exciting proposal..."

"Huh? Do you want to betray?"

Before the man in purple finished speaking, he stayed behind to recuperate his energy, and the Slaughter Kuangyou, who was guarding the wounded, shouted loudly.

There was a hint of killing intent in the purple-clothed man's eyes for a moment, but it was quickly covered up without anyone noticing.

However, he lost the interest in teasing and said coldly: "If it had been before the Eternal Life Palace attacked the Eternal City for the first time, maybe I would still be tempted, but now, the Eternal City no longer has what I want. So, very, very Feel sorry."

"Sorry..."

Siwujun was very sorry, but his actions were not sloppy at all. He and the Onmyoji had been practicing together for many years, and they had already connected with each other. If he made the slightest move, the Onmyoji would follow immediately.

I saw the evil master opening a folding fan and the underworld master moving the magpie feather.The cherry blossoms on the moon are floating with blood, and the feathers in the clouds are scattered with green.The new energy spreads to the armor of soldiers, and the cold light reflects the brightness of the sword.Wu Xin's sad white hair is like a jade pot of ice.

The stagnant space flowed again, and Feiying Qingyu set off a storm that was ten times more turbulent than before.

The man in purple has a peaceful expression, his sword is gentle, and his love turns into a slender blue light that surrounds him, blowing up the breeze.

"The wind dissipates the beauty of the city."

Compared with the Onmyoji and the others' flower-feather storm full of murderous intent, the breeze around the man in purple was insignificant. When the two came into contact, the gentle breeze immediately merged into each other, without any blocking effect at all.

Seeing that the man in purple was about to be swept into the storm and shattered to pieces, Siwujun let out a sigh of relief, but soon his eyes widened in surprise.

I saw that the storm, which was originally terrifying, had calmed down its violence and madness at some point. When it hugged the man in purple, it seemed that it had finally seen the beautiful girl who had been waiting for its sweetheart for a long time and then plunged into his arms.

Hongying witnessed all their joy, and Qingyu spread the romantic story everywhere.They passed over the man in purple, landed in the soft undulating clouds on the ground, and landed on the gorgeous robes of Zhao Mu Zun and Yin Qiu Jun.

There is a crimson petal spinning around and printed on the illusory mirror. Countless scenes flash through the mirror, including the blue enchantress in full bloom, the splendid Xinghan River, the sad crimson moon and evening cherry blossoms, and the swirling blue enchantress. Feather frost snow.

There are also illusory symmetrical lights and shadows, tall rock giants, and mysterious white mist... Those scenes are quickly connected together, like a very dynamic abstract painting, all fixed shapes are separating and merging, collapsing It was rebuilt again, until it finally turned into a grayish color of chaos.

found it!
The two Taoists opened their eyes at the same time, rotated the mirror and pointed it at the sky, "Adhere to the way of heaven and transform the two rituals and eight trigrams into the sky!"

The mirror suddenly shoots out a hazy golden light, the light is not very dazzling, but very shallow, but Onmyoji and Si Wujun looked intently, and found that it contains everything, and the more you look, the deeper it becomes.

In the mirror light, there are colorful flowers and rain, golden clouds, wind, clouds, water and fire, endless changes. Siwujun seems to have fallen into a swamp, sinking deeper and deeper. If the Onmyoji hadn't woken him up in time, he might have lost his mind unknowingly. , fell into a coma, and even now I still feel dizzy.

The mirror light shines directly on the sky, causing the wind and clouds to change color in an instant, and the stars and moon to become dull. It is like pouring a basin of water on the oil painting, and all the patterns and colors suddenly merge into one.

"It's there!"

Zhaomu Zun pointed at the dark sky covered by the mirror and shouted loudly.

"Waiting for a long time! Thunder and earth, drink -!"

The whole body of Jilu Kuangyu was wrapped in purple electric current, and he was shaped like a brave lion. He leaped high with his sword in both hands, and fiercely slashed a thunderous sword light in the air.

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The situation on the battlefields in the Eternal City changed drastically, and the advantage they had originally collapsed in an instant. All because of the rich starlight that filled the Seven Stars Palace suddenly dissipated, and the power of subduing the demons that suppressed the demons was wiped out.

The Seven Star Formation was broken? !
All this happened so suddenly that all the guards were caught off guard and were seriously injured. The tragedy in the Yaoguang Palace was not unique, but was staged simultaneously in the Seven Star Palace.

The shadow of the sword without leaving a trace, together with his crazy sword, was blown to pieces by the thunder strike of Yin Yingwu; Jian Xun Qianbuhen's three swords were all broken, and he was pierced by the boy of forgiveness, unwilling to drink hatred.

Although the remaining humanoid masters from hell were damaged due to their separate souls being beheaded by the Slaughter Kuangyou, they could still deal with Tan Xielang with their deep foundation and weird techniques.

Juebian Dubu, Bingfeng Wuying and Hei Xuanli, because their opponents were slightly weaker than the four demon generals, they could still manage to maintain their strength even without the help of formations.

But they all knew in their hearts that defeat was only a matter of time.

In the Tianshu Hall, the Jade Chan Palace smiles and twists like a weak willow in the wind.

Hei Xuanli's palm energy surged like a mysterious river, and the witch danced gracefully on the waves, her seductive dancing postures constantly teasing the mind of the Sensory Dragon's personal guard.

"Good brother, the attack on the slave family was really heavy just now. Why do you have no strength now?"

The voice full of tenderness said ambiguously: "Now that your formation is broken, and the city is about to be destroyed, why don't you stop and go back to the devil world with the slave family to enjoy the bliss together? Here~"

The warm fragrance hit his nose, the lingering sound filled his ears, and the colorful beads released a breathtaking brilliance in the air, lighting up Hei Xuanli's eyes. He just felt an impulse rising from his bones, almost burning his entire brain.

"I'm good……"

Hei Xuanli really stopped his offensive. He seemed to have lost his soul. In his eyes, the blurred light gradually expanded.

(End of this chapter)