Chapter 201 The heart is higher than the sky

For a moment, Ni Tiangao found that he was really too conceited and underestimated the other party's fighting spirit and Qing'er's position in his heart.

The reason why he was angry was not that King An Tian and others swarmed up with more bullying and less, and even killed himself at the cost of death. If it were him, he would do the same, because that's the only way to live.

It's just that Qing'er was in danger, and it was likely to be injured under the mysterious nine-turn jade ^ hole, but it made him angry.

He didn't catch Qinger to talk about the relationship between father and daughter and enjoy the happiness of family, but for other purposes.

So this girl can't die now, even if she is injured!

"Keng!" His five fingers of his left hand burst like a knife, breaking through the layers of mysterious shadows, accurately and powerfully and powerfully hitting the eternal magic sword, and taking the opportunity to twist Qinger's delicate body and move to the left, ten feet in an instant.

But even so, Ni Tiangao's figure still failed to get rid of the "nine-turn jade ^ cave secret". A jade vortex made of infinite sword spirit is constantly expanding, and the sword intention of killing is imminent, and there is no way to escape.

Ni Tiangao's right hand was clenched in front of his chest, and his left hand let go of Qing'er's slender waist like a full moon bow and pulled it back. Then he heard the trembling sound of "buzzing" as soon as his fingertips were released, and an "arrow of killing immortals" refined from his own true element shot out.

I saw a bunch of magnificent purple light arrows suddenly lit up in the void, about nine feet long and thick as a thumb, emitting a frightening murderous intent, and shooting at the "nine-turn jade ^ cave formula" that poured into the curtain.

The violent sword spirit was constantly released from the jade vortex, and the arrows of killing immortals buzzed and trembled, constantly rubbing violently with the scenery, splashing out a dazzling streamer.

"Bum!" The electric light stone and fire arrows nailed into the center of the flying vortex. The jade sword light burst like an ice-carved Qionghua. Pieces of sharp and sharp light blades raged all over the air, dragging the long arc through the void and disappeared in the depths of the rolling cloud pillar.

The arrow of killing immortals was broken inch by inch, and the arrow pierced the Xuanbroken right chest and drifted away with a blood fog.

"Bang!" The figure of King An Tian suddenly looked like smoke, and his strong palm was imprinted on Ni Tiangao's back waist.

Ni Tian snorted loudly, and the blood stasis on his chest finally spewed out of his mouth, and his thin body couldn't help staggering forward.

Suddenly, his eyebrows frowned and shouted, "Eclipse lice?!" However, there were wisps of tiny and imperceptible cold silk hidden in the palm of the king of Jue'an, which quickly pressed along the meridians to Dantian, and his magic gas was swallowed up in large quantities. The tiny cold silk then grew stronger, like water snakes swimming in the body and swallowing it wantonly.

An Tianwang's sneak attack immediately withdrew and flew back a few feet. The blood on his face faded in an instant, and he gasped slightly, "Ni Tiangao, you're done!"

It turns out that the "eclipse lice" is a kind of spirit worm that the caster condenses with his own blood and warms it with his own true element. It is invisible. Once it enters the human body, it will insatiably suck the magic qi Zhenyuan until it explodes, and fry the host's meridians and even the internal organs into powder.

The more powerful the host is, the greater the power of the self-detonation of the eclipse lice, and even the Daluo Jinxian can't resist it.

It's just that it's not easy and dangerous to raise this lice. It only takes three years of the caster's blood to condense and form, and then it needs to continue to warm and cultivate in Dantian for ten years to produce spirituality. If you are a little careless, the previous work will be abandoned, and you are most afraid that the lice will eat the owner and suffer from it.

Therefore, although there is a detailed record of the eclipse lice in the Northern Ming Festival, the masters of all dynasties are afraid of this kind of extermination skill of killing the enemy a thousand and losing 800, and rarely devote themselves to practicing. Moreover, in case the opponent's skill is much higher than that of the caster, it is even more dangerous to force the eclipse lice back and make himself suffer from it.

Ni Tiangao is familiar with the magic skills of the "North Ming Festival" carved on the twelve copper columns. He naturally knows the power of the lice. As long as he cultivates the realm of scattered immortals, he can't help but change his face. He gritted his teeth and sneered, "What can a few small caterpillars do to me?" The whole body was full of Zhenyuan drums, and the majestic and galloping magic spirit was like sweeping the acupuncture point, and a strip of eroded lice pressed against the legs. However, the more vigorous he is, the faster the lice will suck. In an instant, almost five successful forces were swallowed, and each eclipse lice swelled to the thickness of its index finger. "Karala" was bulging but still swallowing.

Hearing a series of muffled sounds, Ni Tian's body high below his waist suddenly exploded, turning into a thick red light fog, and the wind was as cold as a knife forced An Tianwang and others to retreat repeatedly.

King An Tian was not happy and was shocked. He didn't expect that Ni Tiangao would break his wrist and forced all the lice to burst into his legs with shocking magic skills. In this way, although the two legs are shattered, their lives are saved.

Seeing this scene, his heart couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration for Ni Tiangao's perseverance, but he couldn't help but be a little annoyed by the failure of the lice.

Xuan Duan was seriously injured by Ni Tiangao's "arrow of killing immortals" and has withdrawn from the regiment. Seeing that the two ghost emperors were deterred by Ni Tiangao's demon power, he was afraid and flinched. He hurriedly shouted, "Nii Tiangao's skill has lost more than half, which is not enough to be afraid!" Everyone, let him take the opportunity to slip away. If you come back in the future, you and I will have no place to die!"

When the two ghost emperors heard the words, they used their bodies to deceive Ni Tiangao. If they wanted to connect with him, it was difficult to use the power of Youyuan to use all kinds of defenseless spells.

Ni Tian said calmly, "That is, I only have less than half of my power left. Killing you is still like mowing grass and picking up mustard!" Covering the sky with one hand, Luohai City, one of the two ghost emperors rushed to Luohai City.

Unexpectedly, Luohai City's body flashed, transforming into a trace of true and false light and shadow, and his real body secretly crossed Chen Cang and suddenly killed Xiang Qing'er.

Ni Tian was tall and stingling. His left hand changed the rut and hugged Qing'er's delicate body in his arms, and his right palm patted the "mirage ghost" all over the sky of Luohai City.

Another ghost emperor ram over there also shook the "sea withered stone rotten halberd" in his hand and picked up Qing'er's chest.

Qing'er's pretty face and frosty sneered slightly. Life and death were no longer under her control, so she simply put it aside, but she watched Ni Tiangao fight with King An Tian.

The two sides rolled over and fought fiercely for more than a dozen times. An Tianwang and others grabbed Ni Tiangao's weak ribs and attacked Zhao Qinger fiercely. Ni Tiangao was seriously injured and suffered a great loss of power, and there was no previous invincible power. Although the opponent killed less and less, the situation fell into a stalemate.

On this day, the two ghost emperors knew that if he could not kill Ni Tiangao, when he slowed down, none of the people who participated in the siege today would want to survive. Therefore, no one dares to hide selfishness and sacrifice their lives and go all out.

When fighting to the heart, Luohai City fiercely displayed the "mirage ghost shadow" to cover up Ni Tiangao from behind. The king of Antian and the ram will come forward to attack at the same time, taking Ni Tiangao's high chest and stabbing Qing's throat, making it difficult to take care of his head and end.

Ni Tiangao couldn't help killing when he saw this. He sneered in his heart and said, "Even if I give up this girl, I will take your life!" At worst, we will turn against Yin Xue and have a bloody battle!"

He thought of this and let the withered sea withered stone rotten halberd stab Xiang Qinger, and his body shook out of the sword of the king of Antian, as if a touch of green smoke went around the back of Luohai City.

Luohai City was shocked and wanted to turn around, but how could it be too late? Listening to the continuous sound of "Karala", a group of purple electric light burst out of Ni Tiangao's palms, spreading like a cobweb, and bombarding the ghosts of mirages in a blink of an eye.

There was a sad scream in Luohai City, and the real body and virtual shadow were all smashed by purple electricity. A wisp of yuan god melted into the blazing light before it could escape.

The ram withered rabbit died and the fox was sad. He gritted his teeth and said, "Little girl, it's you who don't care about you, don't blame me!" The sea withered stone rotten halberd is rapidly approaching Qinger's throat.

There was a faint smile on Qinger's face. She looked at the stabbed halberd indifferently and said slightly in her heart, "In his eyes, I'm nothing, and I can give up what I don't want at any time!"

Just when my life was on the line, I suddenly heard that the sword was like a dragon singing thousands of mountains and snow, and the Cangyun Yuanchen sword came through the sky and went straight through the ram's withered heart.

The ram was caught off guard. Seeing that Cang Yun Yuanchen was magnificent, he did not dare to go straight to the front, and hurriedly dodged.

"Wo--" Cangyun Yuanchen's sword penetrated into Qing'er's armpit and suddenly turned into a soft force to hold her delicate body and galloped out of the regiment.

"Brother!" Qing'er's eyes were shining, and a warm smile rippled on her cold and gorgeous jade face.

Chu Tian and Youaoshan drove in side by side and killed them. They raised their hands to capture the Cangyun Yuanchen sword, took Qinger in their arms, and angrily pressed the ram and said, "What's wrong with Qing'er? Why do you want to get rid of it quickly?"

The ram was stunned by Chu Tian's sharp eyes, but as a Taoist practice for more than 2, 900 years, how could a ghost emperor who lived the same birthday as the Youtian War show weakness to a smelly teenager? Yin sneered and said, "Joke, I--"

The word "husband" had just been exported. Ni Tiangao's left hand pinched it into a seal, and thousands of thunder surged in the void, but it took advantage of the ram's withered heart to attack.

The ram withered and couldn't care about mocking Chu Tian. His arms vibrating the sea and the withered stone rotten halberd, and more than a hundred magic halberd light and shadows were like golden snakes dancing and stabbing at the purple thunder.

"Bang Bang--" The light and fog filled the sky, and the withered body of the ram swayed violently like a candle in the wind. He shouted, "King An Tian, help me quickly!"

Suddenly, Ni Tiangao's voice said coldly in his ear, "It's late!" The left palm was inserted from the back of the heart and straight through the front chest, bursting out the blood, and a dazzling purple light bloomed in the wind.

"Boom!" The ram withered and disappeared, leaving only the last desperate roar echoing in the void.

Ni Tian slowly closed his palm, and a faint purple chill escaped from his mouth and nose. He stabilized his body and looked at the king of An Tian and said, "Now you and I are all alone, which is even."

Before he finished speaking, You Aoshan said in a low voice, "Mr. Ni, Aoshan is not talented, please give me some advice!"

Chu Tian untied the prohibition of Qinger's meridians and stood silently beside You'ao Mountain. Cangyun Yuanchen's sword crossed his chest and did not lead, but there was a fierce fighting spirit burning in the silence.

Ni Tiangao's face was cold, and his eyes slowly glanced at An Tianwang, Youao Mountain and Chu Tian. Finally, he paused slightly on Qinger's face and hummed, "Very good. I don't care if you go together!"