Beyond the Divine States Chapter 18: : Laohu Yiju

A drop of rain can no longer fall on Qifeng Lake.

The water of Wanqing Lake has been covered with thick ice, and the floating water vapor in the air has condensed, turning it into rustling snow and hail.

The masked sword told the Tianzong woman to prop up her body with a sword and stand on the lake. Blood dripped from the lower edge of the mask.

She raised her head.

In the midair, the blood shadow of the demon fox surrounded the old man, and the witch master also held the burning ancient scroll and supported it bitterly.

The woman wiped the blood from her chin with the back of her hand, and while gently exhaling, the ice surface under her feet suddenly cracked, her figure rose from the ground, turned into a sword gas, and cut towards the blood shadow.

Ding——

The woman clearly slashed into the empty space with a sword, but she made a sound of gold and stone.

The soft voice of the old fox came from the sky.

Its original eighty-one silhouettes gathered in one place. It flicked its tail abruptly and shook away the sword that had hit its back. At the same time, the surrounding wind and snow poured into its place. Here, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the gap in the vest that was cut out just now was filled.

Although the sword was shaken open, she used **** in her other hand to cut out a sword aura. The sword aura was like a disc, hitting the old fox's body at a very fast speed, and then suddenly exploded. Kai, turned into countless dazzling arc-shaped sword auras, cutting his huge body together.

"Swordsmanship in this world is getting more and more fancy nowadays. It's just the magic of the sword. Compared to five hundred years ago, it can be said to be worse." The old fox sneered, his eyes darkened suddenly, and his body was supposed to be illusory. As solid as a rock, he bounced away those sword auras abruptly: "I don't know where you are from, and a good pair of embryos was wasted."

In the middle of the words, the wind and snow made a big splash, and the woman's horizontal sword opened the demon power from the back and forth, and her figure flew back several steps.

She looked at the huge figure, and said coldly: "I am still learning art and have nothing to do with the sect."

The old fox shook his head gently, "The level of the sword is not in the level of cultivation. Five hundred years ago, when the sword sage Qiu was still a child, a mountain ghost plundered his village. He slashed out a sword in half asleep and half awake. , The mountain ghosts all bowed their heads and retreated. At that time, he hadn't practiced yet."

The woman frowned slightly. Perhaps it was five hundred years too long. She had never heard of a swordsman named Qiu Ziguan in history, and she did not believe in the so-called non-practitioner Yijian Yijian.

The old fox took a look at her and said, "Originally, I thought you had a good seed. I wanted to mention a few words. It seems that he is also a foolish fool. If you can get out of this ice lake with a sword in your hand today, the old man Consider whether to give you a way out."

"Don't want to mess with my mind." The woman shook her head gently, letting go of distracting thoughts.

Although this old fox has a tall and unpredictable method, he is still a ray of remnant soul, and his cultivation is no more advanced than himself.

What she thought, naturally, is not how to escape the lake, but to win.

In the wind and snow, the woman retreated slightly, and there was a long scream between the swords, and the sword fell together like lightning. In the sky, a white rainbow slammed the old fox’s body. under.

Behind the old fox, the witch master who had fallen to the ice briefly adjusted his breath.

Just now, he was surrounded by magical thoughts. If it hadn't been for the woman's sword spirit to get out of the siege, he might have died at this moment.

A touch of cold thought came from the depths of his heart, he didn't have anything to hide, and shouted: "Hold him for me for a while!"

In the words, he once again unfolded the ancient scroll that was one with his mind and mind, and muttered an ancient curse in his mouth. An ancient aura overflowed from him. The wind and snow around him dissipated, and the ancient man in his hand The scroll moved without wind, and the words fluttered out one after another as they turned through the book, disassembling and constructing in mid-air.

The woman understood her heart, and she threw the long sword directly out of her hand, and entangled the Dharma body with the spirit control sword. At the same time, her hands were twisted, and the spirit of the sea of ​​spirit gushed away, like white dragons in the wind and snow. The fox hit it.

"Sword lock?" The old fox's expression was slightly different, his figure fell, trying to avoid the trajectory of the white dragon.

This is the first time he gave in during his battle.

And the place where he fell is where the witch master will cast his spells.

The woman's expression is cold, the three rainbows meet, and the sword lock is about to be completed. How can you let you get away easily?

The wind and snow all over the sky are like sword aura, and those sword auras are entangled into locks, and those locks are connected end to end, blocking the way of the old fox.

She whispered all over her body, her figure disappeared in place, and the snow-like frost-like long sword broke through the snow and went with her.

"Heaven and earth are used to lock the sword and energy, a good method." The old fox's long and narrow eyes flashed with surprise, followed by contempt. "If the physical body is still there, this may trap me for a while, but now..."

The words are not over yet, the woman and the sword have collided together. The old fox's figure is like a ball of fire. At this moment, the sword wind tore and splits instantly, and the three sword rainbows are leaning towards the old fox, but at that moment, The old fox's split body suddenly resembled a burst of fireworks, and it turned into countless stars.

Those flames are no longer like fire, but like running water.

How can you stop the flowing water from going east when Dasuo Hengjiang?

The spirit of the old fox bypassed the gaps in the sword-qi chains, and while re-condensing and forming, it rushed towards the shaman master.

But the shaman had also lied before.

He didn't need a moment. The moment the old fox spirit passed through the sword lock, he had already completed the ritual.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and he was eloquent and eloquent:

"Daming Tower, Hongfu, Zhenshanju, Youge."

The lights and shadows seem to be virtual and real, condensed by the old man's body, which is the appearance of those tall buildings and deep houses in his mouth.

These buildings all came from the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom and have been re-engraved in this ancient scroll.

At this moment, the spirit hidden in the script of the ancient scroll is drawn out, and even the dead wood is shining brightly.

The tall buildings are like swords, and the mansions are like mountains.

The figure of the old fox fell into it, and was shaken to pieces again, scurrying in the big array like a stream of fireflies.

The old man held up the scroll aloft, like a pilgrim, still chanting names one after another, trying to beat him down and kill him.

The old fox is in the form of a divine soul at the moment, and the images in these books are non-substantial, just enough to overcome it.

At this moment, the woman's sword is also chasing.

In the illusory structure of the tower, human shadows, fox shadows, fire lights and snow shadows, all like projectiles shot out by lasing, collided and staggered and then collided again.

The ice surface below was torn and dissipated by the spiritual energy, and half of the lake water began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This means that the old fox's spiritual power is also rapidly diminishing.

And the witch lord is now old, this body is also difficult to support the consumption of this ancient scroll.

He and the old fox are waiting for each other to exhaust themselves first.

At this moment, the old man is stepping on a piece of ice floe. He clutched his chest, coughed violently, and then hissed:

"East Palace, Changxiang Hall, Star Reaching Pavilion..."

On the Qifeng Lake, those phantoms are floating like mirages, but they are like a piece of soup, and the century-old city is here in miniature.

"Jiazi Hall, Jiulingtai, Dry Jade..."

The old man's words trembled, and the temple character failed to be spoken, turning into a long sigh.

The Palace of Dry Jade has been destroyed and no longer exists.

The appearance of this majestic city is finally missing.

The sound of flipping through the book is also like a sigh.

Because of a shortfall, this ancient city is no longer complete after all.

In the Taoist appearance of the imperial city, the old fox suddenly stopped, and the glowing firelight attached to his body. In this ancient city, even his huge appearance seemed a little insignificant.

"That's it?" Old Fox spat out and asked softly.

Only when the voice fell, the woman's sword was also chasing its tail, and the stabbing sound rang out sharply. The old fox actually stretched out his hand directly and grabbed the stabbed blade.

It was a two-person hand, with ten fingers holding the sword body up and down and buckling it tightly, and the sword energy shot from the blade also eroded his hand.

The woman's expression changed a little. This sword old fox chose to insist on it, which was a great opportunity for him to completely injure him, but for some reason, an ominous premonition suddenly caused Jian Xin to alarm.

The witch master also had this weird feeling in his heart.

But he has no time to take care of other things. The book has reached the last page, the big formation has moved, and the imperial city between nothingness and substance is pressing towards the old fox.

That is truly a city as a lock.

Anytime you are surging, you can only go around when you encounter it, not to mention that you are in it at the moment, the gate of the city is not open, how can you get out?

But at the moment when the winner was supposed to be decided, the woman suddenly turned into a sword rainbow and retreated at a very fast speed.

The Sorceress's heart was weird, and then, the ominousness in his heart was fulfilled in the next moment.

There was a little light reflected in his cloudy and old eyes, and then the light spread rapidly and turned into a fire. The fire was not real, but it was fierce and spreading to the entire city.

A sea of ​​fire hung high in the sky, and the old fox stood abruptly several hundred feet tall.

"How is it possible!" The witch master and the white-clothed woman exclaimed at the same time.

Previously, the old fox froze the lake into ice with the magic of the mysterious magic. They all thought that the flame body of the old fox was nothing more than a deceit, and his practice should be a magical spell like profound cold.

And when the woman in white touched his flame, she did not feel the temperature.

At this moment, the sea of ​​fire was high in the sky, and they all felt the heat that burned their hearts and souls.

The imperial city can shut down the water, but it can't stop the raging fire. It seems that only when everything is burned will it end.

The ancient scroll in the hand of the witch master was dragged, and its edge began to curl up, with traces of flame burning.

"Ice and fire are all in one body, how is this possible?" The woman muttered to herself. If she was not covered by a mask, she could see her almost panicked shock.

The old fox strolled in the sea of ​​flames, ruining the high-rise courtyards into ashes with his gestures and gestures. He glanced at the white-clothed woman and sneered: "You have already walked halfway into the purple garden, why are you still so short-sighted? Nanzhou is really too small, thinking that it would be Qingxiu to occupy Xianshan as a shelter from the world. Oh, if you were buried here today, you would not be wronged."

The woman in white tried her best to stabilize a swaying sword heart, and the long sword hovered beside her, buzzing and trembling, as if uneven.

The old fox seemed to have been under the city for too long, and now he was finally born. After a fierce battle, he was willing to say a few more words. He recalled: "More than five hundred years ago, I entered the heart of the earth. The hair is burnt all over the body, do you know what I see in the depths of the earth?"

The old fox asked and replied: "I saw a sea of ​​ice. The lava flowing through the sea of ​​ice was separated by a thin layer of viscous rock. After that, I took a bath in the magma in the cold. When I was scorching hot, I entered the ice sea and meditated. After decades, I finally realized the law of equilibrium of all things. That day, I broke through the purple court and entered the five realms, and even vaguely saw the three realms above. It is a pity that the greed of seeking the truth at that time almost broke. It's hard-won Taoism, fortunately..."

The old fox said, his face showed nostalgia, and he sighed faintly:

"Fortunately, at that time, I met a saint..."

"Sage?" Even though life and death mattered, the woman in white couldn't help but question her.

The old fox's voice was slow, as if weighing the weight of five hundred years: "The saint talked to me and said, analyze the laws of heaven and earth with me, and help me appreciate the real unevenness and peace in the world. At that time, he said a word to me. …After that, I no longer think about those three realms. Fortunately, I have survived the catastrophe five hundred years ago."

This is what the old fox really said. He often talked about himself in the depths of the underground palace, but now that he is out of the palace, no matter who the listener is, no matter what the situation is at the moment, he still wants to talk about it, just because Do not vomit.

"The saint... was there a saint who came out five hundred years ago?" The white-clothed woman knew that it was a critical moment of life and death, so she couldn't help asking.

The old fox was not eager to take action, and patiently said: "That is a real saint, a saint who wants to break the stubbornness and lead the world to greater freedom, but the law of heaven and earth is like this, it's a pity..."

Sighs resounded through the imperial city.

The flame swallows the sky.

The mirage-like imperial city was finally destroyed.

The fire gradually dissipated after it had no roots.

The scorched earth all over the city turned into ashes and fell.

The woman in white wants to draw a sword, but she only feels that the heart of the sword is trembling, and she is actually afraid.

The witch lord's figure has fallen on the ice floes. He looked at the empty sky above. He couldn't believe that the magnificent and unparalleled atmosphere had vanished in a flash, and the ancient scroll spiritual energy in his hand had mostly dissipated, and he was also silent.

The old fox covered with fireworks fell in front of him.

"The city breaks down and the country is gone, and I ask the immortal to ask for nothing."

The witch master muttered to himself, tears running through the old man, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart-if it was the empress, it would be fine.

He doesn't know if the empress is still alive after that day, if she is dead, why not see the body, if she is alive, where did she go at the moment?

The old fox, with a flow of fire, passed by his side.

Fireworks, like swords, go through the heart.

The cold soul glowed with the temperature of a real flame.

But the witch master only felt that his body was extremely cold, so the old man who had almost the same life span as Zhao Guo died with that idea.

"The little girl told me that the bad Zhao National Games will have a great backlash. I thought that killing you would be very detrimental. I never thought that your heart is no longer in this country."

The old fox grabbed the ancient scroll that was about to fall and swallowed it in one bite.

In the underground palace, in the dark furnace, the soul of the soul suddenly opened his eyes.

An iron chain shattered at the sound.

The spirit of the old fox got into the body of the shaman master.

The old man's body then stood up like a corpse. He turned his head and looked at the dignified woman in white in the air.

After the eyes met, the woman walked away without any hesitation.

"It's pretty smart." The witch master who was possessed by the old fox loosened his muscles, and the wisp of spirit also flew out of the underground palace and merged into his body. He grinned: "It's a pity it's too late."