Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

The bright moon sets deep in the mountains, and the ancient temple is not cold.

Just because there is a fierce fire that is about to start a prairie fire.

There was a crackling sound from Nian Ranran's young body.

The jade banana fan was swung with electric light in his hand, blowing wind and fire, like thunder.

She took the elixir she exchanged from the Demon Slaying Heavenly List and quickly refined it.

The elixir is famous for its ability to restore spirits.

When the Huiling Pill met the fire, it instantly turned into hot liquid.

The surging life essence flowed into his limbs and bones, allowing Nian Ranran to return to his peak state.

The mysterious method passed down from the Zhuju Cave that grows lotuses step by step, was exerted by Nian Ranran with all his strength.

A pair of blazing boots are generated under the feet, and each step can stir up the earth's fire, causing the temperature to increase sharply.

Even the air can see a clear heat wave.

The tongue of fire licked the sky, and Nian Ranran was really like a fairy in the fire.

No one dares to take it lightly.

Except for the evil young man.

Dog Twenty-Nine is like a duckweed in a sea of ​​fire. Although it is teetering, it will never be caught in the fire.

Just when he turned around and saw that Nan Xiao was about to defeat Hu Zi, Gou Twenty-nine, who had been playing around, finally became serious.

He just stopped.

The wind disappeared in silence.

The flame went out.

Like firewood being drawn out, the held-up torch was suddenly extinguished.

The burning stopped abruptly.

But Nian Ranran was clearly standing nearby, the sea of ​​bitterness in her body was still boiling, and the banana fan in her hand was still spinning.

All useless.

The dog twenty-nine who was once like a kite, at the moment of stamping its feet, the existence of the wind was erased.

The flames that vowed to burn the sky became flowers in the mirror.

The battlefield is like a painting, frozen.

There wasn't even a sound.

Terribly quiet.

Nian Ranran's face turned pale, and she realized that she seemed to be trying to shake a mountain.

I even feel like I am a monkey showing off to a boulder.

She stopped her pointless attack.

The jasper banana leaves fell to the ground silently.

He stood there stunned.

Close your eyes.

She was ready to die.

But after a few breaths, Nian Ranran didn't feel the loss of life.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she was faced with an extremely bright eye.

"So you're not asleep. I really admire you. Why did you suddenly close your eyes during the battle?"

Gou Twenty-nine took a step back, then reached out and pinched Nian Ranran's fleshy little face. His left eye, which was not covered by the black satin, narrowed into a slit. He smiled and said, "It's pretty much what I imagined. After all, it's Xiao Ranran." Damn boy, you were so arrogant before, I thought you would be very thick-skinned!"

Just when Nian Ranran thought she had escaped death, Gou Erjiu brought her back to reality.

He let go of his hand, but then a sharp wind blade flew at his fingertips.

Gou Twenty-nine regained his original evil spirit, and the corners of his smiling lips became three points thinner, and he said, "Do you accept it or not?"

Nian Ranran turned his head away angrily and raised his chin, trying to force back the tears.

"She lost."

Nan Xiao couldn't bear Nian Ranran's humiliation, so she answered for Nian Ranran.

"But I also won."

Nan Xiao's voice was calm, and the killing nail under his hand sank into the flesh again.

The three-foot-tall Huzi groaned, blood bleeds from the corner of his mouth, and he gritted his teeth and didn't want to admit it. “Hahaha, that’s awesome! I saw it right, you are the same person as me.”

Dog Twenty-nine's words were very arrogant.

But the onlookers, perhaps demons with spiritual wisdom, could not refute.

With Shenqiao's cultivation level, under the full attack of the cultivators from the other side realm, not only can he do it with ease, but he can even win easily.

Turning a battle that often involves death or injury into a game of house.

No one saw how Gou Twenty-Nine managed to stop the wind.

Even Nan Xiao's mountain and river eye skills can't tell the root cause.

The most important thing is that Gou Twenty-nine still looks like he still has some strength left on his face, which makes onlookers very afraid.

Nian Ranran, who comes from Zhuju Cave Heaven, is not an ordinary other side realm!

But the evil boy named Gou Twenty-nine in front of him managed to use the weak to attack the strong in a relaxed and carefree manner.

Compared to the fist-to-flesh fight between Nan Xiao and Hu Zi, it was obvious that Gou Twenty-nine had a more severe impact on people.

So proud!

Obviously, Gou Twenty-nine enjoys people’s looks of surprise or fear.

He grinned, found an angle that looked cool, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then it's a draw?"

His eyes were as bright as morning stars, making the night light up.

The wind picked up again, and the extinguished Mars regained its temperature.

The rekindled flame illuminated Nan Xiao's face, delicate and graceful.

In the eyes of others, Nan Xiao holding a black spike is sharper than a spear.

Among this group of people or monsters, there are many strong ones who can even see through Nan Xiao's cover.

Regardless of whether they saw through Nan Xiao's disguise or not, they all felt that the woman with a delicate face was equally extraordinary in strength.

At least he wasn't overshadowed by the sharp-edged Dog Twenty-Nine.

If we only look at the temperament, the delicate Nan Xiao is compared to the evil dog Twenty-nine.

There is no difference between elegance and handsomeness, just a hair's breadth away.

The two of them are like the tip of a needle and the awn of wheat, each has its own charm.

Nan Xiao was not bewitched by the heroic dog Twenty-nine. His expression was calm and his teeth were lightly biting, "Let's draw, those monster beasts and other cultivators may still be waiting for us to lose both sides."

Gou Twenty-nine seemed a little surprised at Nan Xiao's determination, but then he seemed to have thought of something, shrugged, and said lazily: "Exchange?"

"exchange."

The killing nails and wind blades dissipated at the same time.

Mao'er looked sullen, but immediately pulled Huzi over, who had not yet reacted and was still afraid to move.

Huzi, who returned to Mao'er, finally dared to take a deep breath after feeling that his heart was no longer hurt by the cold light.

Dog Twenty-Nine seemed to feel a little bored. He walked past the dead place burned by the fire, picked off a piece of dogtail grass and bit it in his mouth, chewing the root slowly.

It was as if he was not the one who downplayed all the flames before.

After taking over Nian Ranran, Nan Xiao carefully ran the Qingling Sutra to heal the scars on his soul.

Nian Ranran sat cross-legged quietly, neither taking the initiative to heal his wounds nor refusing Nan Xiao's help. He did not say a word, only silence.

Seeing that Nian Ranran was dejected, Nan Xiao comforted him softly: "Don't be discouraged. Although he is very strong, you are still young after all. If you work hard to catch up in the future, it is possible to turn defeat into victory."

Nian Ranran seemed to be an afterthought, her tears finally burst into tears and she sobbed softly.

Nan Xiao sighed, patted Nian Ranran's back gently, and stopped speaking to comfort her.

Some hurdles can only be overcome by oneself, others cannot help.

On the other side, Gou Twenty-Nine didn’t know what he said to the green-shirted woman Mao’er, but he actually made the arrogant cat sit on the giant boy’s shoulders and leave with a smile.

A three-foot-tall strong man, Huzi's tough face that was already somewhat dark was red with shyness. He scratched his head and followed the footsteps of Mao'er and the others, slowly walking away.

On his body, the power of the other side realm was not diminished at all by Nan Xiao's killing nail, causing the surrounding human cultivators and monster beasts to take the initiative to give in.

The tall trees have been cut down, and there is a new road here, with a broad view and freedom to stay and go.

As for the beast corpses that were affected, they had already been devoured by the demons.

Except for the burned grassland, the mountains and forests are as clean as ever.

The ancient temple is quiet again, with only the bright moonlight.

To organize my thoughts, there will be only one update today, and there will be 10,000 words on the weekend.