Sorcerer

After a while, after the faint fragrance dissipated, Chi Mo felt that his whole body was drenched in cold sweat.The murderous force at that moment was too strong, making him sweat profusely.

He calmed down, and the dragon whirling artistic conception swept towards the darkness more and more fiercely. At the same time, various sprinting and bursting artistic concepts were continuously compiled.

Gu Dagger looked at the center of the field, his eyes flickering, and the flash of his hand at that moment just now kept replaying in his mind.

That is the artistic conception of the ancient willow whip, and it can never be wrong.

Gu Dagger once saw the description of this artistic conception in the classics of the school. His body is like a willow, and his whole body can send out whipping strength. If he practiced to the extreme, he can destroy mountains and cities with a flick of his fingers.

However, this artistic conception belongs to a giant-like force in the north.

In the strife between the two major forces, Zi Ji was actually caught in the middle.

God, do you really want to kill Zi Ji?

The sadness and indignation in Gu Dagger's eyes was inexplicable.

Thousands of years ago, Ziji was in its heyday and flourished, with more than [-] people.After being suppressed by Jian Shuangcheng, the number dropped sharply to less than [-].

These 50 seniors had no choice but to go out to sea by boat desperately. Along the way, they experienced raging and raging sea beasts, and also experienced the exhaustion of the ship's wreckage, corpses eating blood and drinking. When they arrived at Ziji Island, they were no longer enough [-] people.

In the inheritance of Ziji, there is a series of artistic conceptions called "Hai Xing Elegy", which is composed of six artistic concepts, and Nu Haichao is one of them.These six artistic conceptions are very different from Ziji's original inheritance style, and record Ziji's history of blood and tears in the sea.

Now that a thousand years have passed, Gu Dagger set foot on the mainland again with the hope and entrustment of the elders, hoping to open up a new world for Ziji.

30 years of step by step, everything went smoothly.

But God!Why are you so unfeeling towards Ziji?

Listening to the killing going on in the night, Gu Dagger felt as if bleeding from his heart.These people are all the younger generations that he picked up from Ziji Island in batches in the past 30 years. They are the elites on Ziji Island and the future of Zijiliu.

But under the brutal killing of the opponent, like purple sea wheat under a typhoon, it fell down in pieces.

From the left side came the fluctuations of Zhuang Da's chaotic artistic conception of the sea of ​​anger, layer upon layer like a surge, mixed with helplessness and grief in the middle.

When Elder Xingyou taught Yijing, he once said that the artistic conception of the sea of ​​anger requires not only the anger of Haichao, but also a sense of helpless sadness.

Zhuang Da is a genius among Ziji's younger generation, but his rage has always been filled with anger but not sadness, but at this moment, in the turbulent turmoil, there is a cavity of sadness and anger standing in it, Weak but deep.

But this was his swan song, and with a clear cold hum, this turbulent and sad and indignant artistic conception suddenly stopped.

Gu Dagger calmed down and began to think about the way out.

The opponent has at least three Jingzun, and this kind of power is by no means something that his side can contend with.In any case, Ziji's group of people cannot be wiped out here, and someone must return to the island to report.

He puffed up his lips, and a series of nightingales chirped from between his lips. The meaning between the changes in the tune was: to disperse and flee, and to go one by one.

Everyone in Ziji in the forest reacted quickly, and began to retreat quietly towards the periphery.

"Want to run?" Venerable Dajue quickly noticed the abnormality, and then sacrificed a disc-shaped talisman to the sky. With the input of spiritual power, the arc-shaped bottom of the talisman suddenly became smooth like a mirror. , reflecting all the moving bodies around it.

Following the guidance of this disk, Venerable Dajue rushed to the conflict in his body, and began to frantically hunt and kill the escaped Jingxiu, and at the same time reported some positions that he could not take care of, guiding his companions to hunt and kill.

"This is the Lake Shadow Mirror." Looking at the disc, Gu Dagger immediately guessed its origin.

This kind of talisman is relatively famous in the mainland, and it means the shadow of the lake.Every pebble thrown into the calm lake will cause ripples on the lake.Every tiny change in reality, like a stone falling into a calm lake, will be clearly reflected in the mirror.

Relying on the lake mirror, in just a few minutes, more than a dozen Jijingxiu were hunted down.If all the realm cultivators escaped a little faster, they would be affixed by Venerable Dajue and then killed mercilessly.

The four of them were like jumps, criss-crossing the forest, and under the guidance of the lake mirror, they quickly killed all Jingxiu who tried to escape.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, caught in the night wind, making Ye Se go crazy.

There are no screams, only the triumphant laughter of the hunter when hunting, which is like the most sinister ghost howl in the silent forest.

Ziji's cultivators were so suppressed that they didn't dare to move, so they could only curl up in the forest and wait for Venerable Dajue and the other four to search out slowly, and then they were tortured and killed one by one.

Another muffled hum resounded in the silent forest.

Gu Dagger stared at the mirror of the lake with glowing eyes.

There are less than half of Zi Jing Jingxiu alive in the forest.This mirror must be destroyed, otherwise Ziji and everyone will be wiped out.

Gu Dagger made up his mind and lifted a corpse at his feet. The 28 mind branches are strangely twisted, and within a short time, they weave into a circular artistic conception, in which the spiritual power circulates endlessly, but the fluctuations of the artistic conception cannot be restrained, which is extremely weak.

This artistic conception is called the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, and it is also one of the elegiac songs of Haixing.

The predecessors sailed on the sea in broken boats, but saw the sun and the moon alternate and the sea was vast, and they could not see the other side in front of them, and they could not see the way back. When they were desperate and confused, they created this artistic conception.

As soon as the artistic conception of the ancient dagger was completed, the sun and moon scimitar, a spiritual tool hanging by the waist, floated up, swam to the two armpits of the corpse, and slowly moved forward holding the corpse.

The movement of the corpse was immediately reflected in the lake mirror.Venerable Dajue let out a sneer, and the artistic conception was established, like a goshawk pouncing a rabbit, he rushed towards the corpse.As soon as Fist Fang landed on the corpse's head, he immediately realized something was wrong.The opponent in front of him is not a normal realm cultivator, whether it is the reaction or the touch.

The two scimitars under the armpit of the corpse cut out like lightning, drawing a mysterious trajectory, kissing the neck and stabbing the chest.

In the blink of an eye, Venerable Dajue didn't have time to weave the artistic conception, and forcibly blocked it with his arms.Two scimitars cut into the arm at the same time, piercing the two forearms.

"Ahh!"

This was the first scream since the start of the war, and Venerable Dajue forcibly stopped it when it rang out.He endured the pain and forcibly weaved the artistic conception, but before the artistic conception was completed, he saw the two scimitars coming out of the hole like snakes, preparing to withdraw from the forearm.

Venerable Dajue let out a cold snort, and stood up ferociously. With his arms close together, the hilts of the sabers hit each other, forcing the two scimitars into his forearms. Locked up tightly.

The ancient dagger continuously drives the reincarnation of the sun and the moon, but the two knives cannot move.Seeing that the middle-aged woman is already rushing to help here, I know that the opportunity is fleeting.He resolutely gave up the two sabers, took out another short blade from the elephant ring, weaving the artistic conception of surprise, the short blade flicked his hand like a shooting star, and shot towards the mirror of the lake.

Venerable Dajue jumped up and stood in front of the lake mirror, his mind twisted like crazy, and finally rushed up before the short blade arrived, and raised the golden bell to protect the mood.

Jinghong's short blade was like lightning, and it hit Jinzhong's artistic conception like a battering hammer. With a strong fluctuation, the golden bell's artistic conception collapsed instantly like ice breaking, and the short blade also It was the end of its strength, and it fell in the air.

Venerable Dajue kicked on the handle of the short blade, and the short blade shot back immediately.

The ancient dagger caught the short blade casually, and looked at the situation in the field. The middle-aged woman had already reached the bottom of the lake mirror, and the chance to smash the lake mirror had been completely lost.

go!

Gu Dagger immediately made a decision.

At this time, the situation is clear, and only by escaping from the reflection range of the lake mirror as quickly as possible can there be a glimmer of life.He puffed his lips and screamed, and issued his own order: ignore the pursuit and flee at all speeds.

Although the order has been issued, Gu Dagger has no hope for it.

At this time, there were still about thirty or forty Ziji Jingxiu alive in the forest.This group of Silent Realm cultivators belong to the younger generation, and their cultivation bases are not outstanding. Under the pursuit of the other party's three Jingzun and one Jingshi, I am afraid that none of them can escape, and the only one who can escape , probably only myself.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately launched the solidified "Follow the Wind into the Night". His figure was erratic and light as a feather, he quickly moved among the forests, and fled towards the periphery of the battlefield like a ghost.

His speed wasn't too fast, but he was erratic like a ghost. Between fast and slow transitions, he seemed completely unreasonable. His body passed through the forest without making a sound, like a poisonous snake swimming.

He sneaked all the way, and after escaping hundreds of meters, he finally felt relieved and listened carefully to the movement behind him. There was no trace of the enemy chasing him.

The killing in the distance is still going on, and Ziji Jingxiu is finally on the verge of despair. Occasionally, there will be a frenzied roar before death, which echoes the screaming song from the north. Heart bleeding.

Under the monitoring of the detection mood, the Slayer's mood fluctuates in the night, and every ups and downs is accompanied by the dissipation of a soul.

Wait, there is one less mood swing.

In the monitoring of detecting the artistic conception, only the artistic conception of the three enemies fluctuated, but the woman who weaved the ancient willow whip artistic conception disappeared.

Gu Dagger's brows immediately tightened, and he quickly listened to the movement around him, but there was nothing abnormal.He was about to relax when he suddenly thought of something and suddenly looked up.

A boundless light suddenly burst out in the sky.

Zi Jijingxiu's eyes are extremely sensitive to light, even in the darkest night, he can still catch the faint light.But with such sensitive eyes, encountering such a strong burst of infinite light, it immediately feels like a needle prick.

Gu Dagger's eyes soon overflowed with a series of teardrops, and when he opened his eyes, there was complete darkness.

Knowing that he was in danger, he was almost in a certain situation of death, and he frantically fled into the dark dense forest. The sound of "rustling" passing through the forest was like the grinning grin of death, which provided a clear warning for the pursuers behind him. guidance.

He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes and ran quickly in the forest, took off the elephant ring on his hand, typed in several artistic conception structures in a row, and then carved a text into the artistic conception structure with the flick of his fingers.

"Boom!"

The left shoulder hit the tree, and it hurt like a bone fracture, and the body in the sprint was hit and turned upside down.

Just now.

Gu Dagger knew very well that the other party would definitely seize this opportunity to strike. As soon as he turned around, his right arm was like a catapult, and more than ten hidden weapons of various kinds were thrown behind him, while his hand was like a ring Mixed among the hidden weapons, they shot towards unknown corners silently.

The hidden weapon hit the forest, making a soft sound like rain hitting the forest.

There was no movement behind him. He listened carefully, but found nothing. The other party seemed to leave suddenly.

But Gu Dagger knew that it was absolutely impossible for the other party to let him go.It is said that dying beasts are the craziest. She is just afraid of her own counterattack, so she is still looking for opportunities.

But it is absolutely impossible to delay for too long, the other party will definitely attack before his eyes recover.

He stood in the middle of the forest and said loudly: "My friend, Ziji just wants a foothold, why do you have to kill them all?"

There was no answer, only his own voice echoing lonely in the woods.

A howling wind came from the left.

The whole body of the ancient dagger tightened, and the artistic conception of the raging sea was woven in an instant. The whole person was like an irresistible huge wave, and his palms turned like a windmill, slapping towards the left.

At the beginning was a thick tree trunk, which was quickly shattered into sawdust under the continuous slapping of the ancient dagger.

Among the sawdust all over the sky, a weak arm suddenly protruded, and with a flick of the wrist, all the sawdust flew towards the ancient dagger like a hidden weapon, hitting his protective artistic conception continuously , making his protective artistic conception weaker and weaker.

The ancient dagger roared, and went against the trend, like a raging sea wave, between the swings of both arms, fists and fists were like hammers, and the hammers hit that arm several times in a row.Then the arm suddenly retreated and disappeared, and the ancient dagger stepped forward, punching like an arrow, and struck in the predicted direction.

Blank!

The ancient dagger secretly cried out that it was not good.Immediately afterwards, a palm lashed at his ribs like a whip, breaking a part of his ribs while shattering the protective artistic conception.

A finger flicked on the end of the broken bone, and the broken bone shot out like a bullet, passing through the body of the ancient dagger, continuously piercing through several internal organs, and passing through the left shoulder.

"what!"

The ancient dagger roared wildly, his fists were like lightning, covering all corners of his body, and the entire area seemed to be at the center of a storm.

The fist and the opponent's arm clashed twice in a row, then the opponent retreated, and the ancient dagger rushed to follow up, but hit the giant tree with one punch, smashing through the trunk.When he tried to search again, he had already lost the other party's voice.

A boundary-breaking curse struck, the raging sea was broken up, and all the storms stopped instantly.

The consciousness of the ancient dagger gradually dissipated, his left arm was pierced through the tree trunk, and his whole body stood leaning against the tree trunk.

There is a gleam of light in the eyes, and in the light and shadow, is a hazy and graceful figure.

Immediately, everything was replaced by darkness.