Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 21

"Xiaoqian, why are you crying?"

Suddenly, Ning Caichen saw tears streaming down Nie Xiaoqian's pretty face.

"I don't know what's going on. It's just that the more I feel familiar with this place, the more I want to cry. I can't control myself at all."

Nie Xiaoqian cried out sadly and in panic.

When the tears in her eyes dripped down on the ground.

Suddenly, the city began to shake violently.

In a certain sword-making room in the city, a long sword was inserted quietly into the sword furnace.

Unexpectedly, a strange mist appeared, the furnace burst into flames, and the long sword began to emit a cloud of dark and frightening magic energy.

I saw its finger-long broad sword began to glow with a layer of dark red magic light.

A man in black wearing a hooded windbreaker whose specific face cannot be seen clearly appeared in the sword casting room.

The man in black pulled out his long sword with both hands, and disappeared into a cloud of black mist.

"It's such a tyrannical demonic energy, it's stronger but not weaker than the demonic energy in Seven Nights Demon Lord."

Yan Chixia couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, he dared not think that there are other things in the world besides the secluded spring of the underworld, which can emit such strong fluctuations of demonic energy.

"Bearded man, be careful, here we come."

Sima Sanniang reminded Yan Chixia.

Ning Caichen looked at the billowing devilish energy in the sky above the city, and rushed towards him.

He also hurriedly pulled Nie Xiaoqian to hide behind Yan Chixia and the others.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, mystical heart is righteous, disease!"

Sima Sanniang made a gesture, and in a flash of golden light, seven or eight triangular flags appeared in her hands, and she threw it again.

A demon-sealing formation immediately trapped the monstrous demonic energy that was about to hit his face.

Suddenly, the array flag shook violently involuntarily.

"Not good, bearded."

Before Sima Sanniang breathed a sigh of relief, she shouted in a solemn voice.

Fighting side by side for decades, Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang have already connected with each other, not to mention that they are still husband and wife.

So, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately shot with all his strength and cast a spell on the cover circle.

After ten breaths, the two of them stopped their efforts, their legs and feet went limp, and Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian behind them quickly supported the two who seemed to be exhausted.

"Hero Yan, how are you, Sanniang? Are you okay?" Nie Xiaoqian looked at the two worriedly.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that our previous injuries didn't heal quickly, we'll be fine if we take a rest." Sima Sanniang waved his hand.

"Brother Qiye."

Nie Xiaoqian immediately asked for help from Yang Jiao who was beside her.

All of a sudden, before Yang Jiao could reply, a cloud of black mist coalesced into one, and the man in black who had appeared in the sword casting room suddenly appeared.

Before everyone could open their mouths to ask about his identity, the man in black silently slashed at the magic sealing formation with his sword.

In the blink of an eye, the formation flags in the formation turned into powder, and the magic sealing formation was broken.

When the man in black charged forward with a sword, Yan Hongye wanted to block it, but Yang Jiao dodged and appeared in front of everyone.

He stared blankly at the man in black in the distance, without saying a word, but the hand holding the sword hilt was trembling uncontrollably.

It was the Yixi sword itself, as if there was an impatient desire to draw the sword out, as if wanting to slash at the man in black facing him fiercely.

However, Yang Jiao knew in his heart that what Yixi Sword wanted to cut was only the long sword in the hand of the man in black.

The man in black looked at Yang Jiao who suddenly stood in front of him. For some reason, he also stayed not far from both sides. The broad sword in his hand trembled uncontrollably at the same time, and the dark red magic light on the sword became more and more red.

"Yan!"

Before he could blink, two sword chants sounded loudly, and two brilliant sword lights, one green and one red, met in the air.

"Boom!"

The violent collision sound shook the surrounding houses.

The two sides were even more shocked by the aftermath of the sword light and slid for more than ten feet.

Yang Jiao put away the sheath of Yixi sword, stood upright, and looked at the man in black with both hands holding the sword in the distance, who seemed to have no injuries.

He couldn't help frowning slightly, and some memory fragments couldn't help appearing in his mind.

Suddenly, it dawned on him that this was the memory of his previous life that was spontaneously awakened after colliding with the man in black.

As for why these past life memories were suddenly awakened, it was naturally because the man in black who was cast like a devil in front of him was his first life in this other body.

One is equivalent to another self.

It should be said that it is him, no matter which world he is in, he is always so extraordinary.

In modern society, extreme sportsmen who are desperate to reach the top forever.

Although he died young in the main world, he was born with the blood of the first god-man in the Three Realms.

In this world, not only is he the leader of the world's demons in this life, he was also a general who forged swords and threw himself into a furnace in his previous life, and turned into a demon, and now he is the most powerful person who has reached the pinnacle.

Immediately, Yang Jiao ignored the memory fragments in his mind, but secretly estimated that with his current cultivation level, he did not expect that facing the self in his previous life, his strength would still be three points inferior to him.

You must know that for him now, he has perfected his magic skills, and there is no way to advance, and his art of cutting the sky and drawing the sword is even more perfect.

It can be said that no one in the world is his enemy.

After Yang Jiao thought about it, it was normal. The City of No Tears was the home of the General, and since he was completely transformed into a monster hundreds of years ago, he has been infecting the City of No Tears.

So much so that he merged the whole city with him, making them together become a human-eating monster.

Let all those who shed tears in the city of no tears be killed by the demonized general with a sword.

Moreover, after hundreds of years, even a pig has become a spirit, let alone a monster that has become a demon.

However, Yang Jiao didn't worry much in his heart, and he was eager to continue fighting with the generals.

Because he found that in the process of fighting with the generals, the endless demon energy in the soul of the sea of ​​consciousness surged violently, as if he had been greatly stimulated,

Even the speed of absorbing the power of sadness and sorrow from the outside world has also been improved.

In the dark, he knew that the time for him to break through the barriers of the Demon Palace and improve his strength was really coming.

Therefore, he is also very happy to fight against himself in the previous life.

Anyway, fighting with it can not only speed up the time to break through, but also has the power of sorrow and sorrow from the City of No Tears, so that you are not afraid of loss.

Moreover, with the passage of time, absorbing more and more negative energy in the city, the demon energy in the general's body will inevitably decrease.

After all, the two have already been integrated into one body, and if one ebbs and another, the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

He was so happy to treat the general as a tool, and took advantage of the situation to hone his swordsmanship and practice it to perfection.

With his thoughts up to this point, Yang Jiao held out his sword and dodged towards the general.

In a trance, Yang Jiao seemed to transform into nine figures, surrounding and surrounding the general.

"Yan!"

A series of sword lights came towards the general like a breeze.

However, this seemingly slow sword light is actually as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, slashing towards the general with a flick of a finger.

There was no way to avoid it, and he swiped, swiped, and made several moves in a row. With both hands holding the sword, he slashed out nine sword lights, trying to break them with strength.

But he didn't expect that when the nine sword lights he slashed offset Yang Jiao's sword light.

The nine figures in the air suddenly merged into one, and the real body was revealed directly behind the general.

"Yan!"

There was a sword cry, the sword hadn't been sheathed yet, I saw that the general had been cut thirty feet away.

Sticking the sword deep in the face, half kneeling on the ground, only then stopped the shocking force of retreating.

An empty wound stretched from Ganjiang's shoulder to his waist.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared again, as if there was no damage.

However, Yang Jiao sensed from the strength of the demonic energy on the general that his aura had become weaker.

(End of this chapter)