Heavenly Sword Evil Sovereign

A purple cloud diffused and dispersed. In the middle of the fog, a big tripod buckled upside down and slowly rose and fell. Under the big tripod, Nie Chen stood there in a daze, his eyes numb, but his body trembled unconsciously. In his five senses, a trace of blood slowly overflowed.

His blood did not fall to the ground, but little by little, it was swallowed by the tripod on his head

Qinglian floats on the tripod and sits beside him in the void. Under the constant pinching of his hands, a trace of black gas spreads out from Nie Chen's body and flows into the tripod with his upside down.

The tripod, because of the evil spirit of Nie Chen, gave out a dark and swarthy luster. It seemed that it was being refined, and it kept spinning consciously.

"Qinglian, why do you want to kill them all, regardless of the past affection?" Zifeng came near and looked at Nie Chen, who was covered by the red and purple air of the tripod, and asked.

"You can't save him!" Qinglian did not go to see the purple wind, but light mouth, said such a word.

Purple wind's fist, clenched very tightly, in the heart actually unceasingly self mockery. Now qingjue is an enemy, and he will talk about his former affection with an enemy!

"Break open is it!" The square wood came forward without any hesitation. His whole body was shining with golden light. He raised his golden fist, and with one blow he went to the tripod.

Hum!

However, the tripod was only slightly shaken, and then more purple gas was revealed. In addition to the Mengmeng diffusion, it completely resisted the square wood's blow, and directly used the anti shock force to bounce the square wood back.

Fang Mu's fist didn't hit the tripod directly, but was blocked by the purple air.

"My fist is useless Fang Mu felt the numbness in his arm and said, "besides the physical strength, it seems that the spiritual power contained in my fist is absorbed in an instant by the misty purple gas!"

Indeed, if you look carefully, the glittering golden light on the square wood's right fist is still dim and has lost its strong luster.

"Whoosh!" Purple wind also did not stop, the right arm of the sword hissed out, straight to take that thick purple gas barrier.

But obviously, the moment his sword touched the purple Qi, it disintegrated instantly and was transformed into spiritual power and absorbed completely

"Since we can't open the tripod and smash you, it's OK." Suddenly, it's just like a square wood.

"Be careful!" Zifeng was stopped by this medicine, but the square wood had already jumped up and flew very high. He punched Qinglian on the tripod.

"Bang!" Without any effect, the purple air of Dading diffuses and grows very fast. It seems that he consciously sits beside the protection, occasionally pinches the formula quietly, and constantly controls the tripod and Qinglian, who controls Nie Chen.

"Lingzhen!" See clear lotus softly open a mouth, a kind of breath then around hang in the air square wood, spread out.

A kind of extremely dangerous air machine, wind around the heart, make purple wind roar: "brother Fang Mu, quickly withdraw!"

"Ah! "Fangmu is in the air, so he can't make too many evasive actions, let alone escape from this strange atmosphere.

But he was still very decisive, and with the help of this kick, he flew out in the opposite direction.

At this moment, within the scope of the atmosphere, there seems to have been some kind of fusion. The void is twisted and all the air explodes together.

Although the square wood retreated quickly, the leg on the tripod almost broke away from the breath at the last moment. Finally, it resonated with the explosion within the scope. The blood splashed in all directions.

Square wood a dull hum, heavily fell on the ground, his right foot, bloody

"You can't save him. If you want to run for your life, go away quickly!" Qinglian opened her mouth, her voice was cold, and she was determined and killed.

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"What's going on?" Nie Chen waved his black sword and constantly smashed the sharp petals. Each of them was a sharp blade.

Many petals finally fell under his sword, and many of them were directly smashed on his sword and thunder armor.

However, these extremely sharp, twinkling cold light petals, seems to be endless, never reduce, or even, on the contrary, getting bigger and bigger, almost forming a storm.

"The far and near void is still blooming with blood red flowers. If it goes on like this, I will eventually be consumed, and finally I will die here!" Nie Chen's body moved and retreated constantly, sweeping the petals on the way back, while constantly hiding in front of him. The turbulent petal storm, like a red dragon, wanted to devour him.

"Every skill has its flaws." Nie Chen said to himself in his heart, "calm down, calm down Calm down again

A kind of imagination suddenly grows in Nie Chen's mind

"The harder I fight these unconscious petals, the bigger they are." As Nie Chen dodged, he said to himself, "at first, I attacked her illusory figure, and then I moved a petal. Then I urged more and more power, and these petals became more and more..."Nie dust slowly analysis up, the heart seems to grasp a certain key point, but always covered by a layer of mist, which makes him unable to see more clearly, think more clearly.

"This is a magic art, no doubt, just like a human dream, but it can only be awakened by the stimulation of intense pain." Nie Chen's eyes twinkled in silence.

But, naturally, he would not simply think that, like the stimulation of ordinary sharp pain, he could wake himself from the sea of blood, because that was only for the obsession and dream of mortals.

"The more I resist, the more I can't resist This is clearly an endless consumption of me, until exhausted. " Nie Chen looks at this piece of space, thinking silently in his heart. "The tripod is used by ordinary people for cooking and" friar jade is for refining... "

"Is it that I am deeply trapped in this illusion, but I have to constantly consume myself to provide strength for some kind of sacrifice?" Nie Chen's heart trembled, and an idea that made him shake came into being in his heart.

"Do you want to refine your purple cauldron with me, or do you want to refine me alive with my own strength and with the help of your great cauldron with the power of God?" Nie Chen stood there, no longer to avoid those petals, some of the nearby scattered petals, or smashed on his armor, or bounced off, and then came again.

"Mortals escape from dreams with severe pain. To get rid of your illusion, the only way to get rid of it is to aggravate the pain, which is far less than it should be Die Without hesitation, Nie Chen raised his right hand, and when it came to black, the evil spirit hissed out and puffed. He aimed it directly and penetrated his own heart.

"Oh Nie Chen kneels down and spits out a mouthful of blood. Instead of mobilizing his breath to heal, Nie Chen chooses to let his body lose his heart and vitality, and then die naturally.

In his blurred vision, the storm sweeping across the sky, like a huge blood dragon petals on the other side, rushed at him

"Did you succeed..." The lingering sound of Nie dust is curling in the air.

"What, he should..." Next to the big tripod above the clear lotus, face a coagulation, suddenly stood up.

Her own illusion was broken, and she knew it in her heart. Nie Chen's way to break through his illusion was to commit suicide in the environment, which shocked her Because some illusions can be broken by violent impact and suicide, but others are not. If they die in the illusion, they may also be dead in reality.

Therefore, what Nie Chen did, she had to be surprised and shocked! Although Nie Chen, in fact, is not as familiar with illusions as she is, and does not know that some illusions can not be broken by suicide and death.

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"You can't trap me with your magic Nie Chen, under the tripod, suddenly flashed his eyes and recovered his mind.

At the moment when he woke up, his blood no longer flowed out, his whole body of evil Qi was no longer scattered, and was absorbed by the tripod.

His face is a little pale, after all, everything that he experienced in that environment is just like reality!

”If so, use magic and this tripod to absorb my evil Qi? You don't dare to pick it up in person. It's afraid that you can't bear my breath? " Nie Chen blows out with a fist and hits the purple gas barrier around him, which makes the tripod on his head buzzing.

"Do you want to temper me?" Nie Chen's cold eyes, through the tripod, seems to see the clear lotus hanging above the tripod.

"The purple air of your tripod is also domineering, but compared with my evil Qi, there is nothing more than it!" Nie Chen's whole body was filled with evil Qi, and he kept hitting the big tripod on his head and the purple gas barrier that he condensed.

His body is crystal clear and strong, and his muscles are bulging. It can be seen that the blessing of evil Qi on the body and the effect of Nirvana formula on body refining make him have a kind of domineering and strong power of Fangmu as a warrior.

The barrier formed by the purple gas was slowly retreating, or, in other words, was evading for him.

"Nie Chen!" Purple wind see Nie dust wake up, unspeakable excitement and excitement.

"Your flesh is strong, too!" The square wood's eyes twinkled.

Qinglian frowns and looks back at not far away. The man stands up and drags the dying breeze to walk slowly. Her face suddenly becomes firm and firm, and the cold and piercing ice that has been buried for thousands of years is general.

"What's wrong with breaking my magic?" Qinglian ascended to the sky, "your blood and Qi are enough to be collected. Now, I will directly refine you!"

Qinglian moves her hands and pinches out the seal formula. The purple tripod, which is impacted by Nie dust, zooms in instantly and buckles it directly to Nie Chen

"What?" Nie Chen was surprised and saw a black in front of him.

"Nie Chen!" In Zifeng's eyes, after the purple tripod became larger, it seemed that Nie dust was directly put into the tripod.

"Smaller!" When the square wood opened its mouth, it only saw the purple tripod. At last, it shrank to the normal size of four feet square. Then the purple light flashed, and it flew back to the top of Qinglian's head, floating and whirling, surrounded by purple gas.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Zifeng clenched his fists. "Qinglian, why are you so heartless?""Brother Zifeng..." Fang Mu knows that Zifeng's only relative now may be Nie Chen. He didn't know how to comfort or persuade.

"Once we talked about Taoism together, played together, Xianshan lake, sword dance in the clouds Until you leave! " Purple wind eyes, even tears blurred up, "why just came back, and our swords face each other?"

For Nie Chen's sake, Zifeng doesn't ask Qinglian, a former friend of the same sect, the proud daughter of heaven

"I, I have my identity and responsibility. I have no choice!" Qinglian opened her mouth and rarely showed a trace of unbearable color: "all this is his own, forced to this share. I didn't mean to kill. I wanted to save you! But... "

"Hahaha, help us We have become slaves, no one to save! When ye Er died, no one came to rescue him! Who has come to save the thousands of slaves who used to belong to the same door? " Zifeng leaned back, leaned on a huge stone, sat down, looked dull, eyes, two lines of tears.

In the face of Qinglian's strength, he can't help

"You are not a member of Qingyun sect. Why are you so hard on us?" "No reason, no reason, I just go to a place and do what I should do!" Qinglian said, "this is just a choice."

"How could you be like this?" Purple wind said: "in fact, you also want to go back to the past days, right?"

Qinglian didn't answer. She chose to be silent, but she didn't stop. With her urging, the purple tripod became more and more thick and rotated more quickly.

"It seems that this boy can always escape my death because of you!" The badger came and looked solemnly at the big tripod in the sky and the lotus in white.

"I hope you demon clan, don't interfere with my clan's affairs!" Qinglian said faintly. "As long as you don't meddle in this matter and give me this king of medicine, you can get any treasure you want, whether from me or from what Nannie Chen promised you before!"

"You can ask for something more expensive than this one. We are willing to exchange this medicine with more precious things! " Qinglian stops for a moment and adds.