Chapter 7, Xiao Xiao Yang's flowers fall all over his shoulders, and the sword is in the long sky
The swords and runes given to God by the fire in the upper palace have not been sacrificed. With a good luck, the essence in the body condensed into blood, and then the blood was squeezed out of the sword and rune.
However, after a little refinement, the sword and rune turned into a streamer and flew into the mind of heaven and rotated around the soul ball. This is also what no one has ever sacrificed before, so he can be so relaxed.
If the sword rune contains the imprint of other people's thoughts, it will be extremely difficult for God to refine it.
Tianci is grinding the gun on this side, and the other side has begun to assess and select personnel.
On the square within a few miles, the stone statue in the middle is divided into four pieces.
Three of them are the places for the test, and the rest are all visitors watching.
God's gift is only a congenital realm. You have to pass the assessment of the congenital realm to enter the dust cave.
All kinds of Taoism are released, and spiritual weapons fly all over the sky.
Each piece has an examiner. As long as it can pass, it will be sent to a stone platform under the stone statue, and then the light flashes and the person will disappear.
On the same day, he was given the Fu urn sword, and Shanggong Liuhuo casually said to Tianci, "Are you ready? Then go down!"
At this moment, all the people watching the battle were suspended in the air. The fire in the upper palace threw Tianci away. Tianci was full of clouds and fog, and fell into an open space.
He opened his eyes and saw a woman with a fiery red sword standing lazily.
The eyebrows are thin, the willow waist is light, and the makeup is light.
The clothes are linger, and Xiu'e writes resentment, as if there are thousands of sorrows that lock her heart.
And the gorgeous blood-red clothes make her laziness and bring a different kind of magic.
Shanggong butterfly clothes.
"As long as you can stick to a stick of incense in my hand, you will pass." Shanggong Butterfly's eyelids were raised, and there was no focus. I didn't know where he was looking.
"Huh! So arrogant, don't let me clean it up later!" Tianci's anger surged up, and his eyebrows were like a wave of water, as if the sword that could reflect all kinds of things in the world flew out, and Tianci was in his hand.
Shanggong Dieyi is also innate, and Tianci doesn't believe that she will be better than herself.
"Ha ha, you're really interesting. I hope you don't let me down." Shanggong butterfly clothes smiled lightly, and her bright eyes were favored, and she suddenly changed from hollow to bright.
"Ying--" The fiery red sword flew out of the sky, and the fire of the sword body beat like blood.
"The red flame is away from the water sword, and the sword spirit is ten thousand."
The voice is empty and there is no emotion, and everything inadvertently is here.
The red flame of the water sword suddenly rose, and countless fire wires poured down like water lines and rushed to the gift of heaven.
Powerful, really powerful, far beyond the innate realm.
The fire wire slid all the way, and the space was slightly blurred by the powerful force, as if it was about to break and return to nothingness. This is already the power of Jindan's lower product.
Why is it so powerful? Is that sword a third-order spiritual weapon? Or higher?
Before I had time to think about it, Tianci shouted loudly, and the essence came out through the body, like a transparent crystal. It was faintly visible that the essence was surrounded by Tianci.
His skin was also golden yellow, and the very subtle blue static electricity flashed by and banged.
At the same time, a fire dragon flew out of his slightly open mouth and integrated the transparent Hui sword. The Hui sword instantly rose up the real fire of the sun, as bright as the sun.
God-given the whole body spirit, the bones crack, and the sword is cut out fiercely.
War sword, the weapon to kill.
There is no magic power, no power, only sharp, all depends on the user's will like a sword, rigid but not broken, no return.
The light of the sword is like a rainbow, and the lightning is fleeting.
"Ding--"
The sound of Qingyue's impact came out, and where the sword awn passed, the flowing water-like fire should be cut off.
The swordmang hit the Hongyan Lishui Sword with the will of God. The Hongyan Lishui Sword fell three heels in the air, safe and sound, but the face of Shanggong Dieyi was slightly red.
God has reached the state of no leakage of gold in physical cultivation. The body is strong and tough, comparable to the first-order spiritual weapon. Water and fire are invulnerable, dust-free and dirt-free.
With his own strength alone, even the immortals who turn Jindan have to know that it is naturally at hand to deal with the innate realm.
But now Shanggong butterfly clothes only rely on a spiritual weapon to force God's gift with all their strength. It can be seen that the importance of magic weapons to monks. Although it is not beneficial to practice, it is really a convenient way to protect their lives.
The realm of Shanggong butterfly clothes is too low to carefully control the Hongyan Lishui Sword, resulting in the sword spirit being too scattered. Otherwise, God will be defeated by a blow directly under the sword spirit of Hongyan Lishui Sword.
God gave me to see that the breath of the Shanggong butterfly clothes was not adjusted, and the control of the Hongyan Lishui sword was about relaxed. There was no idea of pitying the fragrance and cherishing the jade, which urged the wisdom sword, and a long sword light split into the upper palace butterfly clothes in the air.
Domineering, unruly and unruly thoughts rolled out in the light of the sword, as if to open up the world.
The look of Shanggong butterfly clothes has changed slightly. I didn't expect that Tianci has been cultivated into a leak-free golden body. The body is strong, and the essence has changed from virtual to real. It is not afraid of the sword spirit of Hongyan Lishui Sword to invade the body at all.
Now I play the wrong chess game and lose my first hand.
Although Shanggong Butterfly Clothes was stunned, it was not at a loss.
He raised his wrist gently, made a fingerprint, and kept walking under his feet. He opened his mouth and said, "I sleep when I sleep, and I wake up. If you wake up, you will know that I am.
After a pause, an illusory and untrue woman with fire appeared behind Shanggong butterfly clothes, with a feeling of waking up from a big dream and staying overnight.
The woman stretched out her hand, and the illusory fire lit up, and grabbed the sword light cut in the air.
Jian Mang suddenly paused, like a fish with its head pinched, struggling fiercely.
But it was useless. The woman seemed to be casual, but the sword light could not break free. It slowly turned into a light and dissipated, leaving only a reluctant low roar, which came out of the passing sword light.
God-given stood quietly. The essence in the meridians has become much thinner in the case of two full efforts, but the five elements of earth spirits are running crazily, and the earth aura in the air is quickly absorbed and transformed into essence, and the continuous stream of essence rushes like dragons and swims to the whole body.
The carved jade tree, the glow is faint, and the willow catkins are on the face, and you don't feel the willow wind.
There is such a beautiful scenery in the world, but God is not in the mood to appreciate it.
At first, God thought that Shanggong Dieyi was only relying on the power of spiritual weapons, and he was not afraid. Who would think that Shanggong Dieyi's own strength was also strong, comparable to himself. I really didn't know what kind of spell she practiced.
God-given helplessness. If the six desires are not reincarnated, as long as the six desires demon king is summoned, how can the Shanggong butterfly clothes be enough!
A nonsensical idea flashed in my mind, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"You really have some ability, but you still don't have enough." Shanggong Butterfly sighed.
Originally, Tianci was equal to her, and it was enough to enter the cave, but Shanggong Butterfly Clothes also had the idea of winning. At the same time, he couldn't get used to the arrogance of Tianci in the hall. He wanted to defeat Tianci with dignity and see if his invincible face was still.
"Wh!" Shanggong butterfly clothes gave a soft voice, and Hongyan flew away from the water sword and turned into a fire cloud. Shanggong butterfly clothes and lotus moved slightly and stood on the fire cloud.
The fire cloud rises rapidly, and there are hundreds of feet in a blink of an eye.
It's so high that the whip is beyond the reach of God.
God gave me a cold face and was unmoved.
After thousands of disasters, is my heart like a stone?
Holding the sword in his hand, Tianci looked at the woman in the air. Her face was like a morning glow, as if it was far away and close, which was so illusory and unreal.
However, thousands of years later, will she and I still be the same?
The low singing sound came, flying and erratic.
The air is inexplicably tense, and the mountain rain is about to come.
"Let's end here! Do you think I can't do anything if I fly high?" Tianci suddenly shouted loudly and jumped into his body. The glass was broken and the essence was scattered. With this invisible breath, Tianci jumped in front of the Shanggong butterfly clothes in an instant and split it out with a sword.
Xiao Xiao Yang's flowers fell all over his shoulders, and the sword was in the sky, and the gift of God was absolute and ruthless.
The sword has no regrets, and my heart is like a stone, killing the world and sweeping the thorns.
The sword is thick, sharp and solid, containing the essence, will, and unyielding thoughts of the whole body.
Shanggong Dieyi closed her eyes, and the illusory woman behind her stretched out her hand like fire and grabbed the sword.
"Love is the same as before, not me. One after another, it's messy, and my heart is calm.
Tianci recited thousands of love silk robbery scriptures, and 63,000 love silks suddenly came out of Tianci's eyes, as if there were spiritual tentacles, one by one into the body of the upper palace butterfly clothes.
"Ah--" Shanggong Dieyi showed a confused and painful look. He opened his eyes, and the pink light shot out. Joy, anger, sorrow, thoughts, sadness, fear and shock. The seven emotions turned from their eyes in turn.
And the illusory woman behind the palace butterfly clothes became more dim and gloomy, if there was nothing.
The hand grabbing the sword mang also paused. Seeing the sword mang scratching under his hand, he was still indifferent.
The heart is like a mirror. You don't need to dye the dust. What if it is stained with dust?
Life and death is just an idea.
"Red flame is like water."
Shanggong Dieyi's face struggled and made a sound.
The gloomy woman behind her answered the sound like melting water, red and burning, like magma, flowing straight to the sword light.
Coo coo.
Rushui Hongyan wrapped the sword awn, like the biogas in the pool, constantly emerging bubbles one by one. The sword awn suddenly sank to the bottom of the river, and a few bubbles appeared and did not move.
Shanggong Dieyi's face was red and bleeding, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hongyan is fire."
The magma suddenly exploded, the volcano erupted, and the bloody red flame turned into a fire snake and quickly killed Tianci.
Tianci is cold, without a trace of emotion. The love in his eyes moved slightly, just like a pair of hands plucking the strings.
Ling Ling Ling Ling.
God gave me golden yellow all over, the streamer rippled slightly, the lightning and thunder in the body, and the river was surging.
Suddenly, God gave me a straight cut with a sword.
"Oh--" The sword mang turned into a fire dragon and rushed to Hongyan.
"Ten thousand love disasters--" Tianci opened his mouth and was about to read the scriptures. Suddenly, he was shocked, and he couldn't help trembling and afraid to reach his whole body.
"Okay, that's it." The master of ceremonies in a black ceremonial robe suddenly appeared, pointing out, going back to the original, and the crowd returned to the abyss.
Hongyan flowed back to the body of Shanggong Butterfly's clothes, and 63,000 love threads also retracted back to the God-given mind. The fire dragon screamed and automatically fled back.
"You are not suitable to be an examiner in Shanggong Dieyi. You'd better enter the cave and go to Shanggong Tianci together." The master of ceremonies did not wait for the two of them to say, and directly put an end to their battle.
Tianci felt that he was wrapped in a surging force. He couldn't move. Time stopped, the space froze, and the moment was eternal.
He watched the master of ceremonies throw himself on a stone platform, and the Shanggong butterfly clothes also fell in front of him.
A moment ago, the two were still facing each other, and a moment later, they were so close, close in front of their eyes, close to their eyebrows.
God gave me a close eye on Shanggong butterfly clothes, and so is Shanggong butterfly clothes.
God-given lips want to move, but they just can't.
Tianci doesn't know whether Shanggong butterfly clothes are the same as himself.
The light flashed, and the figure of Shanggong butterfly clothes slowly disappeared in the eyes of heaven.
The first confrontation between the two officially came to an end. There were no winners and no losers. Both of them were so unwilling.
The first makeup of the red dust, destined, the sun and the moon have no light.