Nightfall Chapter 86: Enchanted (11)
. Before raising his head, Ye Hongyu glanced at Ning Que, without any emotion in his eyes.
At that time, Ning Que was holding a long simple sword and wielding it along the sword marks between the blue stones on the roof wall. His expression was dazed and infatuated. Using a sword to do his sword was even more awkward and clumsy. The whole person was like a A muddled idiot.
Ye Hongyu saw that he was seriously injured by the Lotus God Seat, and should have been limp, but at this time he swung his knife. He didn't know what happened to him, but vaguely guessed that he had some kind of opportunity. In the important process of enlightenment.
A desperate situation, with the opportunity Ning Que encountered, a small gap finally appeared. She knew that the Liansheng God Seat would not give Ning Que any chance, but she must seize it. The last chance.
So she started sobbing and sobbing.
With the sound of crying, the tattered but still red and **** skirt on her body suddenly lost all its color and became pale and pale, as if all the breath of life and blood had been sucked away!
Her pale face has become unusually bright red, the corners of her eyes and nose are bloody, and she is very charming, and two strings of red tears like blood drip from the corners of her eyes. The black hair scattered behind her soars and dances wildly in the air!
She was double-suppressed by the powerful mental power of the Fan Cage Great Array and the Lotus God Seat. For some reason, she returned to her body. The dark room was filled with the unique aura of the Master of Fate.
Zhi Ming Realm showed only a very brief moment, and then fell sharply. It was like a weed that had been held down by a rocky mountain and had no time to open the stone. He raised his head and looked at Zhan Zhanqingtian, before shrinking and being pressed back pitifully.
The realm returned abruptly, and lost abruptly, but it didn’t end there. The collapse of the life-knowing realm on her body was not because the strength of the realm aura was suppressed, but the realm itself was walking down, all the way down, it was a direct breakthrough. After reaching the lower end of the realm, he returned to the cave profound realm with his cultivation level!
Obviously, she has already reached the realm of knowledge and fate, how can she force herself to return to the cave profound realm? Practice in the world has always been climbing up step by step. Who will turn around and go down the mountain? Even if there are such lunatics willing to surrender themselves, how can they be achieved? You are higher than the dwarf willow next to the women's house in the Tianyuyuan, and you can already step on two stones far apart in the small lake. Then how can you make yourself lower than the willow and not step on To the stone in front?
What happened at this time is really incomprehensible. Why did Ye Hongyu do this? She found the most suitable opportunity to enter the realm of life-knowing after all kinds of hardships. Why did she use this obviously and very dangerous way to return to the realm of Dongxuan? What does she want to do?
The incredible thing will happen in the next moment.
Ye Hongyu raised her head and stared at the Lotus God Seat, her cold eyes filled with the stubbornness of resolute self-abandonment, her red skirt suddenly paled, her realm directly descended to the cave profound realm, a majestic and powerful The breath spewed from her body, directly breaking through the mental control that passed through the palm of her head, and blasted towards the old monk's body!
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The realm will never fall naturally. It is rare in the world that there is a practitioner who can descend on his own. However, Master Liansheng has learned the Taoist demon and learned all the ways in the world. When the breath of Ye Hongyu's body suddenly changed, he knew Her intention. Xiling Temple has a powerful Dao method that allows practitioners to descend on their own. Once this method is performed, the aura that the practitioner originally lived in the upper realm will emit in an instant. The powerful thoughts accumulated after decades of hard work, contemplation and enlightenment will once violent, will form a terrifying impact.
It's just that the price of this kind of Taoism is too great. The practitioners have worked so hard to understand the realm of advancement, and it is even more important than their lives and family. Who is willing to give up once and start from scratch? And you must know that after practicing this kind of Taoism, it is countless times more difficult for a practitioner to re-enter the original realm than when he first broke the realm!
For those who are qualified to contact and master this kind of Taoism, no one is willing to use this kind of Taoism on the long road of cultivation. It is more painful and sadder than asking them to die. Those who use this kind of Taoism The strong in the temple must fall into a situation more terrifying than death, requiring great courage and determination. (Note)
Today's Dao Chi Ye Hongyu is already a great practitioner of the realm of fate. Looking at the whole world, she is undoubtedly the most remarkable figure among the younger generation, but at this moment, she did not hesitate to let herself The realm forcibly fell from Zhiming to Dongxuan, completely ignoring the price and fame for it.
Because she is in a situation more terrifying than death, and colder than the underworld, she saw a glimmer of hope, so she did not hesitate to use death to win this opportunity, in this cold room without a trace of vitality. In addition to burning her own realm, what other methods does she have?
The distance between the Zhiming Realm and the Cave Profound Realm is the breath that gushes out of her body like a storm at this time, and it is the half-foot distance between the palm of the old monk and the top of her head finally shaken apart!
The storm-like breath suddenly came to his body, the old monk's body shook slightly, and the fingers pointed at Ning Que trembled twice. He looked indifferent, condescendingly looking at the girl who looked at him stubbornly, without any human emotions in his deep eyes.
He didn't expect that Ye Hongyu was so young that he knew this kind of supreme Taoism. If he knew that this Taoist girl had the same reputation as him, and was even more idiotic, maybe he would not So shocked.
The curse between the withered lips was screaming, and the right hand came back from the air with a single lotus seal, and the holy brilliance lit up like a candle from the finger, and the magical breath of the Dao and Demon instantly occupied the whole Bai Bone Mountain. !
As the divine art suppressed forcefully, the old monk's skinny palms slowly pressed back against Ye Hongyu's head, inch by inch seemingly slow but seemingly unstoppable descending.
Ye Hongyu did not lower her head. She stared at the old monk's eyes indifferently and hard, biting her lips tightly, blasting out all the power she had gained at the moment she descended, trying to stop that one. The landing of a thin palm.
She supported the ground with her hands, and a few pieces of broken bones were deeply irritated into her palms, but the pain made her more awake, more stubborn, and her thin wrists trembled violently, seemingly like Hsinchu that might break at any time , But has been stubbornly supporting his body, and his body is trembling violently. It seems that he may collapse at any time, but he has been stubbornly refusing to collapse.
The two terrifying forces inside and outside the body intersected and rolled, blood slowly oozing out of the invisible pores on her delicate face, and then condensed into extremely fine blood beads, and finally dripped to the pale white that had lost its original color On the tunic.
However, the skinny palm was still slowly descending ruthlessly.
Inch by inch, even though she has paid such a high price and even burned the power of her entire life, the realm is too far away from the Lotus God Seat and still cannot be stopped.
At the last moment, Ye Hongyu glanced at Ning Que without emotion.
At this time, Ning Que was still holding the simple sword to compare with the Haoran sword mark on the stone wall, sometimes dancing and holding the sword in thought, wandering outside, he didn't know what happened in the scene.
"I have tried my best. If you still can't wake up, I have no other way."
Ye Hongyu looked at Ning Que, and his eyes became more and more fascinating because of the bloodshot eyes, and a strong despair appeared in his eyes, thinking: "You idiot! When will you wake up!"
Then she closed her eyes.
The skinny palm finally fell on top of her head.
The old monk looked at the girl under his palm with a solemn and complicated expression. The gradual plump cheeks were already sunken, and he was skinny and ghost again. He hummed and poured almost all the spiritual power accumulated for decades. !
The edge of the skinny palm sprays a strong breath.
The black hair dancing violently returned to Ye Hongyu’s shoulders gently and quietly, she slowly fell to the ground, two lines of red and turbid tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, but still looking cold and stubbornly looking at the old man The face of the monk.
The old monk's face was pale and his body swayed slightly. In order to completely subdue the Ye Hongyu who was violently burning his life, it was obvious that he also paid a great price.
The matter didn't end there. What really made the old monk feel vaguely uneasy and vigilant was not the girl under his palm, but Ning Que, who was holding the sword and dancing, because the sword he was dancing was the Haoran sword.
He lifted his skinny palm again and pointed at Ning Que, who was so absorbed in the sword intent that he didn't know anything about his body.
Previously, Ye Hongyu displayed such a terrifying Taoism. Liansheng still did not exhaust all his power, because he had to leave enough power to ensure that he could kill before the end of Ning Que Wujian. Dead each other.
To kill absolutely, without leaving the slightest hidden danger or possibility, so this time he didn't glance at it casually with his own eyes, but stabbed a finger in the distance with a solemn, concentrated expression.
Across the fingers, the powerful mental power condenses into a real existence, piercing the lonely space and the dry and cold air, piercing Ning Que's back.
At this time, Ning Que was holding a Pudao staring at the sword mark on the stone wall in front of him in a daze, with a clear and awkward mood, like a ignorant child watching the ants move without knowing that there is a stone flying behind him. .
Dao Chi Ye Hongyu has fallen into a pool of blood, and he has no power anymore. He himself is completely defenseless at this time. Facing Master Liansheng’s bitter and solemn finger, nothing seems to be able to save him. His life.
At this moment, a white bone flew up, lying in front of the spiritual power of Master Liansheng.
Even the hard bones of the strong demon sect are indestructible with swords, there is no way to resist the majestic and powerful mental power of Master Lotus, because how can the tangible hinder the invisible mental power?
However, the dim light in the quiet room turned at that moment, and the phosphorous fire from the sword marks between the stone bricks on the roof wall seemed to be disturbed by some invisible force and floated at the same time.
Although mental power is invisible, there is still feeling. At this time, even the light is disturbed and forced to turn, let alone mental power? Hearing a sneer, Master Liansheng pricked his finger in the air, and Ning Que still stood blankly holding the knife.
Two white eyebrows floated slowly, and the old monk looked at the corner of the room in surprise.
That is the forgotten corner.
There is a forgotten girl in the corner.
From the beginning to the present, this girl has not shown amazing realm skills and is very weak, so Master Liansheng did not pay enough attention to it, and was even forgotten in the corner.
But she is Mo Shanshan.
Moshan Mountain in Mogan Mountain.
She is a bookworm who is as famous as Taoist.
So no matter how weak she is, as long as she can move, she can do things that ordinary people can't do.
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The old monk glanced at Mo Shanshan indifferently, ignored her, and stabbed Ning Que with another finger.
Mo Shanshan sat cross-legged on the ground with his head down, weakly likely to fall down at any time, his right hand touched a stone behind himself, seemingly tossing away at will, but blocking the force of that finger.
The old monk frowned slightly, his thin tail finger curled up, and the force of thought between his fingers pierced her heart.
Mo Shanshan's fingers softened slightly, and a handful of scattered white bone fragments flew in front of him.
Then she lowered her head and coughed up painfully, and the spray of blood wet the front of the quilted jacket.
Calculating the mountain gate for a few days by the lake, and then taking Ning Que to break the remnants of the demon sect mountain gate, the girl talisman’s mind power is already on the verge of exhaustion, she was previously broken by Master Liansheng, and the sea of consciousness was severely injured. However, she was supporting herself firmly, using everything she could touch by her side, trying to stop Master Liansheng.
Those white bone pieces are not talisman, they are formations.
Most of the formations in this world are transforming symbols, and they all need to interact with the heavens and the earth to mobilize the breath of nature. At this time, the dark room could not feel any vitality at all due to the suppression of the large cage formation.
So the formation she is currently deploying is different from the normal formation.
Thousands of years ago, when the great character transformed and realized this formation, his original intention was not to be close to the world, but to fight with the world. Therefore, this formation method was not originally used to mobilize the vitality of the heaven and the earth, but to cut the vitality of the heaven and the earth, or even cut and block the heaven and the earth itself.
There is no heaven and earth vitality in the room at this time, so this formation can't cut heaven and earth vitality, but it can cut and block any other invisible power, such as Master Liansheng only raised it with two mouthfuls of blood and decades of sleepiness. Mental power.
This formation is called a block barrier.
At this time, the dozens of bones that lie between the old monk and Ning Que are what Mo Shanshan had learned from the demon-zong mountain gate, calculating and studying the block formation. Although it is not as good as the real block, it is already. Strong enough.
Master Liansheng's expression became more solemn, he felt the deep anxiety and the shadow hidden between the cycles of fate. That young man unexpectedly realized the awe-inspiring sword intent left by Ke Haoran, the Taoist girl was able to perform such a powerful and powerful descending Taoism, and this seemingly weak and harmless girl was able to realize the block!
The old monk's skinny palm has lotus stamens, and the jade petals are bursting out, and each petal is a powerful mind attack.
The girl picked up bone fragments and falling rocks on the wall, constantly mending the formation she had just learned.
Ning Que was in the simple formation of bones and gravels, holding the sword and enlightening.
In the secluded hall, the sound of sneer breaking through the air is a masterpiece, the old monk has no emotions on his face, and his eyes are as deep as darkness.
Blood dripped from Moshan's thin lips like a stream, soaking the thick white padded jacket on his body, and his long, sparse eyelashes trembled gently on his pale face, as if he might close his eyes at any time.
In a pool of blood, Ye Hongyu stared at the old monk’s old face, and his eyes burned with feverish excitement. The blood-seeded face was weak but mad. Grid laughed strangely: "Old monster, you Suck it again! Before my blood is sucked up by you, you must see whether you are fast or he is fast. I want to see who can survive!"
(Note: About descending, you can probably understand it with electronic transition.
This is the first chapter of today.