Zhao Ge: 17. Soul and soul
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The wind in Li Xin's "domain" was screaming and weeping, and what was caught in the whistling demon was the sound of a blade cutting the air. Baili's eyes were drooping, her long eyelashes concealed her emotions and the rain of swords in the sky.
He didn't watch, he listened.
Li Xin cut out with one cut, only one. Li Xin condensed the "domain" he had understood in that knife, and the knife attached to the idea of "death" triggered the same power in the entire "domain". This was the true face of the sword rain in the sky.
There are many ways to crack, but for Thyssen, there is only one.
Only one.
Except for Bailishu himself, no one knows how bad his body is—he is seriously ill, and poisonous. The cultivation base of the peak of the incarnation is almost used to suppress the lingering illness. In Li Xin's perception, his aura was restrained, because at this moment, he was not even as healthy as a mortal.
Faced with Li Xin's attack, as long as he returned to counterattack, it would be a burst of invisible poison and the end of the veins. And even as long as Li Xin's attack was implemented, it would be a true Qi disorder, and the condition of the forcibly suppressed illness suddenly bounced back and was killed on the spot.
Qin Jiu's randomness and calmness in their eyes is just an illusion. Every step they have just taken is a prediction that can't be missed under thousands of calculations.
At the moment, there is only a small amount of innocent energy that can make him use it reluctantly.
He only allowed him to dodge once.
——He must avoid the real body of the "tricky" knife.
As long as he avoids it, he will have his own way to break this domain.
Thousands of knives are constantly approaching, and there is no wave of waves.
Under the envelope of spiritual consciousness, the voices of the world are separated one by one: the windbreaker's decision, the heavy breathing, the falling leaves, and--
Bai Lishu opened his eyes.
——The trembling of the blade.
The two-in-one demon pupil turned into a "streak" and slashed out. Li Xin panted, watching the thin young man, who was still standing quietly, his eyelids lowered.
——Is he arrogant or wants to die?
The moment the doubt flashed through his mind was dispelled, because Li Xin saw Bailishu's eyes. At the moment when the blade was about to be added, the thin young man raised his eyes.
No joy or sadness, like an ancient well, sealed with ice.
The next moment, Li Xin completely lost the trace of Bailishu in his "domain".
Li Xin made a fatal mistake.
He should not intend to deal with Bailishu with the "domain" constructed by the perception of death. Bailishu's understanding of death is absolutely a hundred times better than him.
The death that Li Xin felt was too harsh and too domineering. With the dark clouds bullying the sea, the violent waves rolling high, and the crushing rocks shocking the rocks.
But death is much more than that.
It was short-lived, and the instant death was on the surface, unable to fully feel the horror of death. But Bailishu has been with death for more than 20 years.
Although the previous life is short and twenty-one years old, there is no spring and autumn without being trapped in the shadow of death. Death to him is like a tarsal maggot, like a shadow, lingering.
Compared with the kind of death that doesn't permeate the breath all the time, Li Xin's superficial mood of death is nothing short of impressive.
What is artistic conception?
Said: Use the power to be astonishing, to seize the soul with the will, to frighten the enemy's soul, disturb his mind, and finally arouse the world and draw square inches as one's own realm.
This is actually a double-edged sword.
If the enemy's perception of this artistic conception is far greater than that of the owner of the "domain", then it is entirely possible to oppose the object and rob the dominant.
It's just that in the same big state, this kind of situation is too few and too few, so little that almost everyone has forgotten that this possibility exists.
So, when Bai Lishu lost track of his "domain", Li Xin's pupils shrank sharply in an instant.
Under the stage of performing martial arts, everyone who was not covered by Li Xin's "domain" saw it in a different situation--
At the moment when thousands of knives were about to hit, the young man who had been standing still, finally moved. He has wide robes and wide sleeves, floating like a crane in the realm of the dead. Everyone only heard the sound of Miaomiao as if coming from the sky:
"Who is so soul and soul?"
"Where will the dead go, the living will sorrow!"
It is as if the priest kneeling down as far away as Hongmeng, the voice passes through Hongmeng Taiyi, and comes across the world, kowtowing his head to ask the mystery of birth, old age, sickness and death:
——The soul! Who is binding you? Who took you away? Where does the dead soul go! The living people left are heartbroken!
Bai Li Shu's voice was erratic, with great sadness, covering the entire domain. In his recitation, the rain of swords in the sky suddenly fell into a swamp, moving slowly like a turtle.
"Go home, go home, I am like a shadow."
"Go forward, never rest."
The priest who asked bitterly got a reply from Jiuyou, and the **** of life harvesting is aloof:
——Follow me back to Huangquan, I will follow you like a shadow, making you restless day and night. Go to Jiuyouxing quickly, otherwise I will make you uneasy all the time!
His tone changed suddenly, extremely sharp. The slow-moving knife rain completely stopped in mid-air, and in the next moment, under the gaze of everyone, it shattered into thousands of stars.
"The gate of the Nine Serenities opens,
The spirit of stubbornness is very sad! "
——The door to Jiuyou has been opened long ago. How dare the stubborn worldly creatures defy me!
The tone of Bailishu became higher and higher, and in the end it was no longer chanting, but an irresistible command from the indifferent gods.
The "domain" built by the half-step Huashen has collapsed!
The "domain" of the spine is the comprehension gained from death. It violates the master's will at this moment and obeys another person with higher comprehension of death!
The masterpiece of array pattern light engraved on the stage of martial arts, Zongmen can put down a spiritual cover to absorb the huge impact that broke out after the "domain" is broken at the very moment.
The disciple standing on the martial arts platform can only feel the buzzing in his ears.
The "domain" constructed by fusion of spiritual consciousness and true energy was shattered by the seizure of life and life. Li Xin spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the demon pupil who was splitting back into the double-edged sword half kneeled on the ground.
There was a blackening in front of me, and my consciousness was almost vague. In a daze, Li Xin heard the sound of footsteps.
He looked up laboriously.
Bai Lishu, dressed in white, brushed his shoulders, his robe sleeves fluttered, the blue silk was not messy.
Tianwaixian, Bailishu.
Suddenly remembered this name, Li Xin gave a wry smile.