Become a peerless sword fairy after passing through the book

Chapter 87 Giant Clock
In the vast white mist, the pure and bewitching Qili is like a ghost climbing up from the depths of the nether world. She has only one thought: to take revenge on the human race.

She threatened the lives of Shu Yuehen and Mu Hanyun to help her find Xiaoba.

Shu Yuehen was furious, and wanted to strike immediately, but Mu Hanyun stopped him with a wink.

Mu Hanyun is not angry, he is just curious, what is Qili thinking and what she wants to do.

"Let's not talk about whether Xiao Ba is still alive, if we bring Xiao Ba, what are you going to do with him?"

Qi Li looked at the two monks opposite. These two monks were not like the previous monks who came to Drunken Dream Lake to catch monsters. They would yell at her as soon as they met, and they actually had the heart to ask for reward.

She also knew that after 200 years, Xiao Ba was very likely to be dead.But if he also becomes a monk with long-term vision, they may meet again.

The beautiful smile is like an epiphyllum slowly blooming at night.

"I'll give him back all the pain and resentment I've had for 200 years."

If she hadn't released Xiao Ba privately back then, Xiao Ba wouldn't have attracted the Sword Fairy, and the water monster clan in Drunken Dream Lake wouldn't have been exterminated. This kind of hatred was like a poisonous snake gnawing at her heart all the time, making her in agony.

Shu Yuehen couldn't listen anymore, Qili's past was indeed tragic, but Shu Yuehen would neither allow Qili to take revenge on the human race, nor would he allow the magic sword to devour the living.

The Water Demon Clan ended up like this because of the Blood Rain Sword, and it is the Blood Rain Sword that Qili should hate the most.

Shu Yuehen wanted to kill Qili who was bent on revenge. This kind of hatred cannot be resolved, but Qili can only be cut off from the source of hatred.

Shu Yuehen only hoped that there would be Meng Po Tang in the underworld, which would make people forget all memories, so that Qili could be relieved from endless hatred and pain.

She pulled out the White Cloud Sword and slashed at Qili.

Danli was cut in two by Bai Yunjian, but she still smiled sweetly, without a trace of pain on her face, she smiled even more joyfully.

"You treacherous human races will all die tonight."

The beautiful figure turned into a cloud of white mist, completely merging with the surrounding white mist.

Shu Yuehen stared blankly at the Baiyun Sword in his hand, very puzzled.

"This is not her real body, I didn't realize it."

It turned out that what she cut off was just a beautiful phantom.

Mu Hanyun looked at the endless white mist around him with a solemn expression, as if he had sensed something.

"Senior sister, is there something wrong with these white mist? It seems to confuse our perception."

The surrounding white mist is getting thicker and thicker, from the original gauze-like mist to milk-like thick mist, which makes people feel dizzy.

Shu Yuehen suddenly thought of the indeterminate fog that he encountered in the underworld. Although the white mist in Drunken Dream Lake was somewhat supernatural, it was not as weird and changeable as the indeterminate fog.

She calmed down, and slowly opened her consciousness again, looking for the weakness of the white mist, and then the Baiyun sword flew out of her hand, cutting into the depths of the thick fog.

There was no sound or vision, and the surrounding fog stopped suddenly.

The mist slowly dissipated, like a fleeting dream.

Mu Hanyun immediately applauded: "Senior sister, your sword is so powerful, it can even cut through fog!"

Shu Yuehen was not very happy. Although the mist dissipated, the water demon Qili also disappeared.

Deep in the bottom of the lake, Qili realized that her magic fog had been broken. Looking at the lake, she seemed to see the piercing sword light on the day when the water demons were exterminated. Wherever the sword light touched, all the water demons died one by one.

She was a little surprised. It turned out that the two monks were also sword repairers. She laughed wildly.

"Even if you escape for a while, all of you will die in the end, you will all die!"

On the small island in the lake, Shu Yuehen and Mu Hanyun hovered flying swords in the air, trying to find Qili, the water demon, but Zuiyue Lake was too big, with a radius of hundreds of miles, it was really difficult to search for it.

Thinking of Mu Hanyun's extraordinary perception, Shu Yuehen urged: "Junior brother, quickly find that water demon."

Standing in the air with his sword in hand, Mu Hanyun closed his eyes and said, "Senior Sister, I'm working hard."

What appeared in front of them was not the beautiful real body of the water demon, but the phantom created by the beautiful magic.

Even though Mu Hanyun's supernatural powers of tracking had been accomplished, it was still beyond his ability to rely on phantoms to find his real body.

Mu Saiyun knew that the senior sister was impatient, and was going to play tricks on the senior sister.

Just after concentrating, he noticed that the surrounding environment was a bit strange.

His expression became serious, he opened his star-like eyes, and looked towards the sky.

Shu Yuehen followed his gaze to the sky, thinking that the water demon Qili was not in the water, did she go to the sky?
The sky tonight is cloudy, with no light, not even a wind, and the silence is uncomfortably quiet.

Mu Hanyun said: "Senior sister, something is wrong, count the time, it should be dawn, why is there no light?"

Shu Yuehen was taken aback. It was about three o'clock in the middle of the night when they set off, and about three hours had passed by now, and it should be dawn.

The two looked at each other in astonishment, Qili was just a water demon, how could it affect the sky, could it be the blood rain sword?
Shu Yuehen didn't think about it anymore, Yu Jian flew upwards, and Mu Hanyun followed her closely.

Shu Yuehen flew straight up, passed through the churning dark clouds, did not see the moon and stars, she only saw a golden dome, blocking the real sky.

It was as if a giant golden bowl contained Zuimeng Lake and Linhu Town in it.

Shu Yuehen flew east, west, north and south with his sword again, and even used escapism to check underground, and finally found that it was not a giant bowl, but a giant bell.

She and her junior brother are like Sun Wukong in the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, locked in this big bell.

Who owns this big clock?Why did he lock Shu Yuehen and Mu Hanyun inside?

What is his purpose?
This big clock is undoubtedly a top-level magic weapon, and its owner must be the top-level power in this world.

If he wanted to kill Shu Yuehen, Mu Hanyun, or the people of Linhu Town, it would be easier than ordinary people killing chickens.

Is he for the Blood Rain Sword?

This ancient magic sword can actually attract this level of power?

Why didn't he go directly to get the Blood Rain Sword, but to trap everyone in it with a magic weapon?

Countless thoughts popped up like weeds, and Shu Yuehen's heart was in a mess.

She looked at Mu Hanyun, he didn't panic, he was as calm as before, his handsome profile was like a CG screen of a game.

Shu Yuehen forced himself to calm down, not to let his younger brother compare to his older sister.

"Senior Sister, the owner of this big clock is really strange, why did he keep us here?"

Shu Yuehen looked at the huge clock that covered the sky, and finally remembered a record that he saw in the library of Xuantian Sword Sect.

"This should be the magic weapon, the Hongmeng Bell. It can be enlarged or reduced, reaching as high as ten feet high, and so small that it is invisible to the naked eye. It should have ascended to the Demon Realm with its owner. How did it appear here?"

(End of this chapter)