Ask the Mirror Chapter 30: Emperor Ziwei Yu Taixiao Zhenzai (Part 2)
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The city collapsed instantly, and it was impossible to tell whether it was real or illusory.
The cold fog soon swallowed up everything again. Yu Ci was unmoved at all. He knew that under the extremely low temperature, although the cold fog swept across the East China Sea and destroyed everything, there were still parts of it that were deliberately caused by the Rakshasa Ghost King. For the sake of guidance.
Thousands of miles of sea, and even the defense system of Tianwang City, have consumed the huge power of Taixuan's ban, which is not enough to hurt the Rakshasa Ghost King anymore.
Yu Ci doesn’t expect it either.
The Taiyuan Shock Cannon, which is imbued with pure sword power, is the only way to truly lock and kill the target.
At this moment, the Beidou star force that penetrated the sky returned to its straight state, and its coverage area also shrank sharply. After a few breaths, when viewed from a distance, it was easy to see it as a slightly thicker beam.
And this beam of light has broken into the bottom of the ocean, and has also broken through layers of voids.
Above the East China Sea, the will of the gods floats, forming webs and bundles, intertwining with each other.
On the shores of the East China Sea, the overseas cultivation world has always been a place where capable people emerge. Since the beginning of the war, divine will has been seen from afar from time to time, and after the phenomenon of Tianwan City, it has suddenly reached a peak.
Obviously, I don’t know how many powerful people in this world are interested in the lair of the Rakshasa Ghost King. This is only the latest group. Of course, it is also the least "cautious" group.
What "welcomes" them is the resonance of billions of miles of sword intent, cold mist filling the vast sea, Tianwang City disintegrating and disappearing, and the power of the Big Dipper regrouping.
A series of changes and impacts were not only the decline in the momentum of Yu Ci and the Rakshasa Ghost King, but also the corresponding turbulence of the laws. Affected by this, none of the bystanders could escape, and they were more or less affected. A bit of a loss.
It can be annoying, frightening, or full of emotions.
Yu Ci did not let go even a little bit. The strong will brought the ultimate concentration, so that he could respond to the resonance of hundreds of millions of miles away with his less pure sword intention and transform it into the power of the Big Dipper. Among them, it was pointed directly at the target without moving slightly.
At sea and under the sea, layers of obstacles were broken one by one... Then, he saw the target.
Wherever the sword's intention reaches, that is where the divine will reaches, the corresponding object is as if it is right in front of you.
When the sword intent penetrated the last layer of confusion, the "field of vision" suddenly opened up, and a prosperous place spread out. From a close look, there were mansions and towers, temples and pavilions; from a distance, there were mountains and rivers, a heavenly palace and a fairyland. There are also countless creatures coming and going, beautiful and ugly, human-like but not human, ranging in strength and weakness.
This is like Lihuan Tian, but it is a little more turbid, and some scenes are a bit familiar... Is it Tianwan City?
What was killed by Taixuan Ice on the sea was probably only its projection, or a certain layer or part of it.
Yu Ci was well aware of the murder of his family and was not too surprised.
What is really surprising is that the creatures in this world reacted to Yu Ci's "arrival". They scattered in fear, looked up curiously, were eager to try, or yelled and cursed angrily. Not a single person's The reaction was exactly the same.
Alive...?
Of course, to Yu Ci, these are just fleeting glimpses, passing by in a flash.
The mind is still focused, locked on the temple with the largest area and the most magnificent structure in the center of the palaces and towers stretching for thousands of miles in this prosperous world.
In that temple, the palaces and pavilions are densely arranged, and there are hundreds of golden statues enshrined alone. They all have different appearances, but they are all handsome men and women, elegant people, and have their own fairy-like appearance. .
Every dharma image contains the true meaning of the Rakshasa Ghost King. Obviously, it is the clone of the God Lord that she transformed into.
Condensation of clones is not a unique method of the Rakshasa Ghost King, but it is never as "excessive" as hers, so that it becomes some kind of "bad taste".
Under the current situation, the thousands of clones in the temple are also interfering with Yu Ci. The Qi of the Rakshasa ghost king is changing in the golden body of each body. If Yu Ci is deceived by it, his sharpness will inevitably be broken. If you lose, it will be difficult to make a difference.
But the murderous intention of Yu Ci's sword was exactly a straight line, cutting straight through the central axis of the temple and plunging into a cool palace where thousands of plain gauze were rippling in the wind.
The main hall has no doors, but dozens of vermilion pillars supporting the vast space, in which thousands of layers of plain gauze are hung. The wind blows from all directions, and the gauze is stacked on top of the mountains, making it psychedelic and dreamlike.
There was a slender figure standing in the center of the hall, dressed in white as snow, with long black hair hanging loose. Reflecting the skylight, I discovered that there was a layer of dark blood flowing clearly in the black hair, which belonged to the Blood Hell Ghost Mansion. Bloodline representation.
Rakshasa ghost king.
Is this just her true body?
Before Yu Ci could see the enemy's face clearly, among the layers of plain gauze, the Rakshasa Ghost King stretched out his hand. His jade hand was pure white, with five fingers stretched out. It was slender in shape, and the palm prints were like mountain lines. It naturally had a mysterious meaning.
The next moment, the power of the palm was as majestic as a mountain, and it pushed back fiercely. The palm instantly filled all of Yu Ci's senses.
Gaoling Hengkong stood between Yu Ci and the Rakshasa Ghost King, facing the sharp sword intent coming through the air.
This is the rare frontal pressure of the Rakshasa Ghost King, and it is the beauty of clumsiness overcoming cleverness. Yu Ci no longer had any reason, and could not penetrate any further. In an instant, the two sides collided, and surprisingly no sound was made.
The concentrated power of the Big Dipper dimmed rapidly, and eventually became invisible.
On the other hand, in the palm of the Rakshasa Ghost King's hand, there are seven red marks in the shape of a big dipper, just like the dots of cinnabar, which become increasingly red in the plain white palm.
Not long after, the Rakshasa Ghost King retracted his arm, stretched it across his chest, and froze for a moment before he really put it down, covered by his long snow-white sleeves.
The moment the cuffs were lowered, a sudden shock wave swept across all directions.
If it was the aftermath of the clash of swords and palms, it would have come too late, and the power did not seem weak. Thousands of plain yarns in the hall were turned into fly ash, and the pillars of the main hall were all broken, but this huge building had not had time to be completely destroyed. When it collapses, it completely disintegrates and turns into nothing.
But Yu Ci has his own judgment:
"There is no one out of ten guidance for evacuation; it is transformational, which hurts the muscles and veins. The sword intention turns into the Taiyuan Shock Cannon, how is it possible to guide it like this? Then..."
The Rakshasa Ghost King resisted the sword's intention head-on and used guidance to absorb the Taiyuan Shock Cannon. Her response was already very reasonable - if Yu Ci was "skilled".
However, Yu Ci’s sword power has never been pure sword intention. The principle of its movement and transformation is still the Supreme Purity Talisman; the method of its control is also Taixuan Mystery Technique.
With just a thought in his mind, in the vast starry sky, Emperor Ziwei's Royal Dharma Prime Minister reacted immediately. He raised his hands and made a clear seal under the watchful eyes of thousands of monks.
"The palm of your hand will save your life, and you will be prosperous every year. Turn!"
At this moment, the Rakshasa Ghost King's slender figure trembled slightly, and slowly raised her face, but Yu Ci still couldn't see her face. All he could see was the faint blue and purple, but burning Strange eyes of pale fire.