Chapter 56 Jade Hand Broken Jin Ge Next
Wen Jing subconsciously covered Tan's mouth, and a heart almost jumped out of his throat.
I saw that the big sleeves of the immortals were swollen without wind, and the ten fingers kept changing, just like the invisible silk wire pulling the silver flame in the air, gradually shrinking to the encirclement of Chu Tian.
Even people who know nothing about the cultivation of Tiandao can see that the situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to Chu Tian.
His space is constantly compressed by Yinyan, and the sinking fish and falling wild geese are greatly limited. The sword of Cangyun Yuanchen is cold, as if it has become heavy and slow.
After all, the holy figure is extraordinary. He can aggregate the essence of the void with his hands and feet, which doubles the power of one move. At this point in the fierce battle, the breath of immortals seems to never fail, but Chu Tian has slowly felt the signs of unsustainable magic in his body.
Chu Tian knows that if he continues to develop according to this situation, he will have no hope of winning.
You can't spend any more time with this old monster, otherwise you will be in the arms of your opponent - if you wait for yourself to be exhausted, you can win the battle without blood.
Chu Tian abandoned the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart and forgot life and death. The beautiful light and shadow of the lotus throne appeared on the Zhenyuan burning spiritual platform in the oven of heaven and earth.
I am the same!
Chu Tian roared, shaking the mountains and frightening the Milky Way, which is the strongest sound between heaven and earth.
His body turned into a surging golden flame, like the rising sun spraying, which made ten clusters of silver flames gloomy and look like the light of rice grains.
Everyone was surprised and inexplicably saw that four of the same figures were derived from the golden flame, and the divine power was invincible.
"Woo-" Cangyun Yuanchen waved his four swords and dared to shine with the sun and the moon. The golden auspicious clouds roared like the doomsday flood tide that devouring the world instantly submerged the silver flame and melted, and rushed to the sea.
The immortals changed color and felt the threat from Chu Tian for the first time.
His face flashed greenly, instantly increasing his power to 90%, and he threw out the "nine lions breaking the mountain whip".
However, I saw the complete skulls of the nine "blue fallen magic lions" stringed into a bunch, suddenly swelling like a bucket of strange blue light in the air, and the deafening magic sound roaring in the mouth was like a substance to assassinate the ears.
Even if standing 300 meters away, Wen Jing still felt the eardrums tingling and dizziness, and a stream of blood tossed and nausea in her chest. She hurriedly covered her ears and resisted with all her magic.
Those disciples of Yunyan Valley with low cultivation were as pale as earth, and their bodies trembled like sieves. Some people couldn't stand the pressure of the magic sound and suddenly laughed and went crazy.
But Chu Tian's mind did not fluctuate at all. He carried the bodhi mirror moon seal spirit platform and turned a deaf ear to the roar of the roaring magic lion. The magic gas in his body reached the boiling point, and the surging Zhenyuan continued to release the powerful power and injected it into the Cangyun Yuanchen sword.
"Bang!" The nine lions broke the mountain whip and drew a cyan arc like a thunder knife split into the golden auspicious clouds.
The clouds flew through a gap, and the magic whip was more powerful**. The immortals suddenly shook their wrists, and the shadow of the whip swept the sky like a mountain and a sea.
"Keng!" Cangyun Yuanchen's four swords hit the nine lions on the mountain whip, bumping into a dazzling group of light flowers.
The nine lions broke the mountain whip like a shock, and there were small cracks on the heads of the four lions that were split by Cangyun Yuanchen's sword.
Chu Tian's body and sword are combined to break through the air, and the four snow-catching divine lights are synthesized into a bunch of circles like columns under the sky, which bombards the immortals with the momentum of destroying withering and pulling.
At this moment, he has turned into a sword and is inseparable from each other, magnificent but elegant and free.
"Flying Immortals from the Sky!"
The eyes of the immortals are reflected with the bright sword, regardless of the light of the nine lions breaking the mountain whip and the gloomy lion's head cracking, and the fierce screaming urges Zhenyuan, and countless wisps of silver wires are shot out in his body. The "Karala" green electricity splashes like thousands of demon snakes dancing wildly, and the evil spirit is facing the sword flower of Cangyun Yuanchen.
"Boom--"
The sky collapses and the earth cracks, and the stars and moon have no light. Everyone's mind suddenly went blank, and they didn't know where they were.
"Chu Tian!" Wen Jing rushed forward desperately, but was fiercely set off by the oncoming waves!
In the center of the storm, the sleeves of the immortal robe were cracked and fell back, and the original ginseng beard from the body was almost cut off by Cangyun Yuanchen's sword. His face was white and his mouth was overflowing with blood, and his expression became particularly ferocious.
I never thought that a disciple of the outer gate of the Northern Underworld Mansion could force himself to burn Zhenyuan and cut off half of his original ginseng!
If the magic is exhausted, he only needs to find a place to recuperate for three or two days to restore his old view. However, Zhenyuan has to accumulate slowly through painstaking cultivation over time. In order to block Chu Tian's flying immortals, he set off Zhenyuan for five years and suffered heavy losses.
What annoys the immortals more is that with the depletion of Zhenyuan, his skills are also weakened, and the beautiful dream eyes that are said to be powerful all over the world have turned into nothing.
It can't be tolerated. He carried the blood on his chest under the magic pressure, and the nine lions broke the mountain whip roared like thunder and slapped Chu Tian!
Chu Tian's situation is even worse. The three mirror images summoned from different space disappeared in the bursting light, leaving only the scarred real body to be blown away by the wind and drifting with the tide.
The magic qi in his body was almost exhausted, and Zhenyuan also lost 30%. The bones and meridians of his whole body were painful and cracked, and his mind was also in a trance.
At this time, Feng Daoquan suddenly came out of the oblique thorn and stabbed Chu Tian with a golden magic bag. He smiled gall and said, "Kid, go to hell!"
Chu Tian's swaying spiritual platform shows the figure of Feng Daoquan, and can also fully grasp the line changes of Moge. If at ordinary times, he has at least seven ways to make Feng Daoquan pay the price, but now he is more than strong.
When his life was on the line, he heard a cold roar in the sky in a daze. A snow-white and petite figure crossed the vast cloud rock night and fell from the sky, and his slender hand was like jade firmly grasping the magic that stabbed Chu Tian.
"What?" Feng Daoquan was shocked, but he was unwilling to stop and desperately urged the magic gas to shake away the slender hand.
"Keng!" The soft and boneless little hand suddenly let go of the golden-red halo, and the mercury leaked like gold. With a crisp sound, Feng Daoquan was shocked to find that the magic in his hand was broken by the snow-dressed girl with his fingers and split into two pieces!
Feng Daoquan couldn't help but wonder whether this Moge was made of refined iron or made of flour and water?
But he didn't have much time to think about this problem. The slender hand held the broken half of Morgo and stabbed back straight into his chest.
"Puff!" The world in Fengdaoquan's eyes melted into a red sea of blood, and the body fell from the air.
"Wh!" The nine lions of the immortals came one after another and hit Chu Tian's chest.
The girl in snow clothes stretched out her left arm and held Chu Tian's body and floated back, and her right hand flew to the immortals.
Save people, dodge, and fight back. This series of actions of rabbits rise and fall like clouds and water, which is dazzling.
The immortals of immortals rolled back and wrapped around the broken ge. They stared at the girl in the snow and said, "Which disciple are you from?"
The girl in snow did not answer. Her face was covered with a plain yellow veil, and she could not penetrate the true face with her eyesight. But judging from her posture and appearance, she is only twelve or thirty years old!
Chu Tian was also stunned. He vaguely felt that the snow-dressed girl looked at her with a trace of familiarity in her strangeness. Her hands were as cold as ice, and she could hardly feel any temperature around her waist, but a mellow magic gas source was endlessly fed into her body.
The dying magic spirit in the meridians immediately cheered. Without any grinding and refining, it blends with the magic gas injected by the snow-clad girl, just like the brothers and sisters of the same sect.
He couldn't help but be refreshed. A vermilion soft whip shot out of the cuffs of the snow-clad girl, and the jade hand shook his wrist.
This soft whip is made of 98,000 pieces of gold wire, which is divided into five textures. Every 8,600 pieces are synthesized into one, which is the number of five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.
It can reach up to 10 meters when it is fully stretched, as thick as a baby's forearm, with a net weight of 370 catties. If Chu Tian hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that the owner of this magic whip was actually a beautiful girl!
I saw the girl in snow dress with her bare hands raising her arms and fingers, dancing up and down with a magic whip and hitting a scarlet lightning, as if she was holding only an embroidered needle that did not sink in the water.
"Papa!" The girl in snow clothes and the immortals are not allowed to whip an inch of land with a whip. The moves are strong and powerful and domineering, and the snow-skinned red whip dances lightly all over the sky.
Chu Tian was more and more surprised. He found that the whip of the girl in snow was the same as that of He Ma and even Lin Yinxue, but it was more fierce and domineering.
In an instant, his blood surged in his chest, and his eyes stared at the girl's face covered by a veil, trying to find a wisp of memory from the past.
"Bang!" The vermilion soft whip opened the nine lions and hit the left arm of the old ginseng.
The immortal's arms were broken and he snorted, and he shouted harshly, "Who are you from Lin Yingxu?" But like Chu Tian, she recognized her origin from the whip of the girl in snow.
The girl in snow still didn't answer, and her slender hand pressed the magic whip to take advantage of the victory.
The immortals suffered heavy damage one after another, and they couldn't help but have no intention to fight. Although you can't live without revenge, it seems that you can't live without it. The so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years, and he is not a gentleman, so why wait for three or five months to come back?
Thinking of this, he suppressed the idea of revenge, waved his whip to protect himself and flew away. He sneered from afar and said, "This revenge will not be revenged, I swear not to be a human being!"
"Old stuff." The girl in snow clothes snorted contemptuously and lowered her head to inspect Chu Tian's injury. Suddenly, there was a wisp of long-lost warmth in her dark eyes.
In a flash of lightning and thunder in Chu Tian's mind, he found all the answers from the eyes of the girl in snow.
Thousands of rivers and mountains have been separated for four years. Who would have thought that they would meet again in such a way?
But all this is not important. He couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth, looked at the bright eyes of the girl in snow, and said gently, "Qing'er--I see you again!"
The words were choked, and the corners of Chu Tian's eyes were not moist.
He suddenly felt so tired that he really wanted to sleep carefree like this.