0p0 Chapter 808 Flesh as a Shield
Chapter 808 Flesh as a Shield
Hearing these words, Jian Wushuang couldn't help turning his head to look at this strange looking woman.
He naturally knew that what she said could not be your incomparably noble sire.
After all, he is clear that Jiangnan is now in the Zhenxi Palace, trying to go further and break through to another realm.
But this woman was also brought by Her Majesty Qingluo, so naturally she shouldn't be talking nonsense.
"What do you mean, girl?" Jian Wushuang was stunned for a moment, then asked with a frown.
But seeing that the other party didn't answer, he just stared straight at the figure above the endless darkness, trembling all over, and remained silent.
"Tianxiang, he is not the Venerable Master."
The phantom of the green radish manifested on the ancient tree, no longer showing any escape, but full of dignity,
"It's not the person you once knew, but a puppet born after being swallowed by disaster."
After a long time, the owner of Tianxiang Pavilion nodded slightly, and closed his eyes in pain, "I... know."
It was such a tragic scene that Jian's scalp felt numb!
Every sword strike caused this towering ancient tree, which was smaller than Pang, to suffer shocking damage!
I saw that in the distance, the barriers of the vast world that have been polluted one after another, also revealed their original colors again because of the melting of white and darkness.
Blooming glory!
Because on top of this other puppet in the south of the Yangtze River, the terrifying existence beyond the realm, if you fall down, the new world in front of you has a starry sky, to me, it is like the moon in the water, even a breath, you can Nervous destruction!
】
But for Jian Youshuang who just broke through to the king realm with the path of the sword, it only makes me feel sincerely...fear!
Before Qing Luo's power is exhausted, everything will begin.
And among the countless trails in the new world, what you control is life and death, the cycle of birth and death of all things.
It was because Young Master swung the sword many times before, I even chopped up the trunk of the majestic ancient tree in the starry sky with one sword, turning it into endless powder!The canopy that protected everyone also trembled violently!
——Although Jiangnan itself is also a state of detachment, when I usually get along with everyone, I deliberately restrain my breath.
I raised my hand, and a pitch-white illusory long sword appeared in my hand.
"Mian Shang, then..." I subconsciously looked at Qingluo, "But... is there anything I can do?"
Even before breaking through the realm of the king, in that war, I still helped in any way.
Just a wave of the hand, as if to drive away the noisy mosquitoes, the endless light rain cast by Qingluo in Wangjing disappeared in an instant!
Moreover, the many small talents in human nature above your rule do not regard you as a lowly god, but a hateful mascot most of the time.
Because you know very well that the real enemy is definitely those white and dark torrents with special tides.
"We... can hold on..."
However, contrary to us, Qing Luo, who was the initiator of the light rain, did not look relaxed at all.
"I hope...it won't work."
But if you have a pair of swords, you can tell that doing well is... the end of a weak crossbow!
Compared with the full vitality at the end, the health is too little, which makes people feel distressed.
Even his own existence is a burden and needs Qingluo's protection.
As this figure leads to endless darkness, step by step, my sword becomes more and more terrifying.
After the words fell, Qingluo just sighed, and merged into the towering ancient tree again, ready to fight!
At that moment, under the shelter of the majestic ancient tree, the faces of each and every creature were overjoyed!
Even heavy movements seem to be impossible!
Fortunately, this figure covered in pitch-white does not seem to be in a state of detachment in full bloom.
"Miss Dongxian!"
But obviously, seems to be enduring unimaginable joy!
Point at Qingluo!
Moreover, I can feel that the breath of green radish is falling at an extremely slow speed!
In the worried eyes, the answer is... no.
There are also no scary sound and light effects.
It's... this person.
The majestic ancient tree is in full bloom, full of power!
Eight Swords!
I stared blankly at this figure, trembling all over.
And following my eyes, each of the human beings looked at all of them more easily.
The majestic and terrifying rain of light was reflected in Jian Youshuang's eyes. I could even imagine that if the raindrops fell on me, I would be deprived of half of my vitality and withered to death in just a moment!
The towering old tree shook and made a sound: "Come to our shelter."
It seems that in the process of swinging the sword again and again, that body is gradually mastering my original strength.
Another humiliation, another shame!
At that moment, I was more capable than hating myself.
Qing Luo's body was cut off nervously by a sword!
Hold it low!
As if... victory is imminent!
With a long sigh, the ancient king of swords revealed a powerful look.
dead!
At that moment, the smiles of countless human beings froze under their faces, as if frozen, not funny.
This terrifying ancient tree, which couldn't describe its size, was chopped into pieces without any resistance!
In other words, since you know the weakness of Jiangnan, you naturally also understand the horror of another Jiangnan that is also in the realm of detachment.
Suddenly, all kinds of storms suddenly rise!
However, the brilliance fell!
It's just that the unquestionable Tianwei and orders are ready, cut off!
"We are really holding on!" "My servant!"
At this moment, it was as if the glowing emptiness had been dyed azure!
Otherwise, Qin Yunren just now would be enough to completely cut off Qingluo's lifelessness!
"It doesn't matter, our fate is small!" Qingluo's voice will be in my ears.
Now he can only use his body as a shield to prevent this figure from retreating!
If you want to see it, you have to drown this figure.
As if nothing happened.
Don't talk about resistance or attack.
Does that sword really have any terrifying divine power, does it have any aura and Taoist doping.
It seems that every healing needs to consume your strength and vitality!
Whether the former resisted or stubbornly wanted to meet the enemy together.
Under the dim starry sky Qin Yun, Qing Luo's healthy and stubborn voice came.
But nonetheless.
Jian Youshuang uttered anxiously!
At this moment, the terrifying sword intent tore through nothingness and pierced through it!
The fighting is still going on.
Thus, the entire emptiness, from bottom to top, is all separated.
Only a moment ago, back to the original!
"The crown? The green radish crown!"
But helplessly and desperately, we can help you a little bit!
But this endless blue light tears apart everything, and when it comes into contact with this white darkness, it seems to be purified, and the heavy white darkness condenses silently.
Qingluo's voice sounded from the side.
Just a little bit, cut off.
At this moment, facing another Jiangnan's retreating attack, Qingluo no longer dared to hold her back, this strong path of death was mixed in the endless rain of light, pouring upwards!
"call……"
This scary guy who has the same appearance and the same strength as the servant!
It was obviously just a conceptual illusion, but it was really cut off by Qin Junren!
I'm afraid you will die completely!
Just a sword!
Looting life!
The breath of green radish is so strong that it is unimaginably terrifying!
Wherever he passed, everything seemed to be sucked out of vitality, and all withered!Even the dust in the starry sky, which is completely lifeless, is decayed to dust!
My heart sank.
……
It was like the sound of some huge and small object collapsing, it was deafening!
At this moment, Jian Wushuang probably also heard that the creature in front of him who gave him such a terrifying and oppressive force seemed to be destroyed and devoured by disaster just like the two kings just now.And the woman in front of him seemed to have quite a deep friendship with him.
As if the raindrops were special, the cyan light tore through the sky, like a light pouring rain, pouring upwards.
As for Qingluo, she didn't have time to pay attention to me any more, she focused all her attention on the figure walking step by step in the darkness!
During that process, I swung out one sword after another, and the tangible sword intent tore through nothingness, the starry sky, and everything!
The whole emptiness trembled on that wave of the hand, crumbling, as if it was unbearable!
The hearts of the people were inexplicably horrified!
"It does matter, we can bear it—it's not that it doesn't hurt!"
And it was cut off with it, not a single thing.
In an instant, there are endless verdant towering ancient trees, bursting out with an unimaginably dazzling blue light!
That's why you can easily let Jian Youshuang's injury heal and restore vitality.
Who would have thought?
After Jian Youshuang listened, he took a deep breath and spoke again.
Under the shelter of the majestic ancient trees, I almost prayed, and spoke in a heavy voice.
The terrifying vitality erupted again, and it reappeared this majestic ancient tree across the starry sky!
And this cyan light rain that almost covered the entire void, also seemed to be drizzled by the wind at this moment!
But from behind, the figure coming from the darkness is like hot and hard steel, and it will not have any soft-heartedness.
Just one more sword strike!
But in order to delay time, you have to stand at the end!
Qing Luo, who is in charge of the path of life and death in the new world, playing with vitality and good fortune is naturally your old job!
Just one sword!
The almost hysterical Qingluo's voice will be placed in nothingness!
As soon as the words fell, a tree branch stretched out to allow me to answer, and dragged both swords back into the shelter.
"Heal us!"
"Crown!"
But every time before being hurt, all the vitality spurted out to heal the wound!
It was just a heavy sword that cut the body of a rather ancient king into two pieces!
This detached power is still something that everyone can resist.
But in reality, as the first batch of innate gods in the new world, Qingluo's weakness is absolutely beyond doubt.
The terrifying roar sounded in the entire void!
Glimpse a clue!
Two swords!
Is there any supernatural power, is there any Taoism, and is there even any fluctuation of energy!
Naturally, she realized that what she saw in her eyes was just...drinking poison to quench thirst.
A sword!
You never thought that you would use the light and rain just now to destroy the other party.
What you really have to do is to take advantage of this moment to delay a little time!
But Jian Youshuang could quite subconsciously feel the breath of green radish, how well it was done.It seemed that healing was less stressful than it seemed, and it wasn't as difficult as it might have been.
Looking at the endless rain of light, whether it can... block this endless moment of white and dark.
That stupid eight-inch man walked all the way, when had he ever suffered such a miserable situation?
But soon, he no longer had the time to think about it.
But the other party is obviously not willing to give you such an opportunity.
The aura that belongs to life and death, ups and downs in that nothingness!
In charge of life and death!
——We are not even qualified to be meat shields like Qingluo!Because just the breath of the other party is enough to completely overwhelm us!
life, death.
Just a sword!
"They're coming again!"
The figure under the white and dark, holding the illusory iron sword, stepped back step by step.Endless darkness gathers at my feet, like a weak king guarding him.
To let a big girl stand in the back!
This majestic ancient tree straddling the starry sky and nothingness was divided into seven parts before a moment of fierceness.
How long can you last like that?
The majestic "King" realm, who can kill the old man who is also the king in an instant, crowns Qingluo!
It must be said that although Qing Luo usually looks at Xiao Xiao Li Li Lie Lie, dazed, it is quite reliable.
Because as that figure approached, the terrifying pressure had already made it difficult for him to function.
Raise the long sword in your hand and cut it down!
Fall hard!
At the same time, at the break, blue light erupted, and endless vitality spewed out, and it healed again!
Light rain, pouring up!
Disappear in form!
Even if you risk your life, there is no way!
"Crown!
! ”
Born!
"I'm going to lose." Qingluo seemed to have guessed my thoughts, and a comforting voice sounded in Jian Youshuang's ear: "It's only him, we... are probably my opponents."
Because Jian Youshuang deeply understands that even if I have not yet broken through the realm of the king, if I have not fully recovered from my injuries, if Ruo Xing fights with Qing Luo, it will be a help, not a burden.
But at the same time, you who also control death can also make everything wither and decay.
Finally, Doudou Ding'er yelled out at the top of the sword!
But for Qing Luo, such a result is not what she intended.
That sword, like a succubus that can never be forgotten, deeply touched my soul!
Whether it is Sword Youshuang, the Lord of Demonic Dreams, or countless human monks, when they saw that scene, they all screamed and left blood and tears!
——My movements are quite stiff, like a puppet on a string, and can fully exert the terrifying power of transcendence.
Endless blue light erupted from the chaotic incision, like sticky glue, forcibly healing the towering ancient tree that was divided into two halves!
In addition, this place is a new world. On top of the growth of the entire world, the power of the light and rain has gone to a higher level!
For a moment, I just raised my hand and waved!
And when the detachment in front of him unleashes all the coercion without any disguise, both sides of the sword deeply realized how terrifying the so-called detachment is!
Before the tension calmed down the endless light and rain, another Jiangnan made a move.
There is nothing worse than hating yourself at that moment for doing anything!
With moves and power, it's as ridiculous as a sword swung by a mortal who doesn't know how to use a sword.