Fu Canglu

Chapter 543 Bring it
What counts as real death?

Can you no longer open your eyes and move your fingers?
Can't speak anymore, can't breathe?

These are not real deaths.

When everyone in this world doesn't care about you anymore, then living is no different from being dead.

The real death is that no one remembers you.

Suzaku will not die.

Because Suzaku's flame can burn forever.

The true dragon and the phoenix have not been seen in the world, and the virtual flame of the red bird is the only thing that has nirvana in the world.

So Suzaku can be resurrected continuously, reborn continuously, life after life, no matter what kind of meaning it is, it is very difficult for her to die.

So Liang Liang was never afraid of death.

Liang Liang stood still for ten breaths.

She didn't seem to look at the ten black-robed figures falling in front of her, but parted her mind to manipulate some things in the distance.

Until the sword energy of the ten black-robed figures whizzed away
The evil energy that could be driven in her body was empty, and the Book of Mountains and Seas could not be stirred at all. Even the eternally burning Suzaku Void Flame, under the suppression of the profound art, turned into fine and sporadic flames, unable to cause any damage.

In front of her, there were already ten figures at the peak of the ninth rank.

Headed by the devouring phase.

The overwhelming sword light blocked her retreat.

She can only move forward.

Liang Liang walked through the sky full of sword lights, and she was sealed by [-]% of her cultivation. Even so, she still had no fear on her face, and even held one hand, tucked in her sleeve, and only used a snow-white palm to defend against the enemy.

Pick the flowers and pick the leaves.

Duan Wuyin tilted his head slightly, and a small flower of blood exploded beside his ear. He had no time to care about the ear that had been cut off in half, and the sword light opened and closed, like splitting a mountain and cutting a river, chopping off the head.

Xi Yao easily slapped out with one hand, smashing the seemingly imposing sword energy into pieces, her sleeves swung back and forth, and ten figures were hit by her big sleeves, they couldn't avoid it, and coughed up a mouthful of blood, It flew out fiercely, knocking down a row of ancient trees.

This No.1 in the Western Regions has no expression on his face. He wanted to kill these people and then continue to plunder Liangjia City. Even though he was sealed with demonic energy and false flames, he couldn't even use the Shan Hai Jing to take what he wanted This thought never wavered.

She frowned suddenly.

Xi Yao smashed out the second sleeve, trying to throw the black-robed young master into the air again, but when the falling motion stagnated in the air, Duan Wuyin gritted his teeth and tightly clenched Xi Yao's big sleeve, and when he fell into the sky Stepping on the ground abruptly, thousands of cracks burst out on the soles of the feet, spreading like spider webs.

Duan Wuyin exerted force with his fingertips.

There was no movement when pushing and pulling, and even pulling the fiery red flowing yarn became extremely difficult.

Xi Yao's face was indifferent, and he took a step forward suddenly, and fell into Duan Wuyin's chest, like a beauty throwing himself into his arms, with a very light movement, with a gentle palm, the body of King Kong was printed on the black clothes, but there was a click The sound of bones breaking.

Duan Wuyin's complexion was as white as paper in one moment, and blushed in bright red in the next moment. He didn't cough up blood, but the devouring face between his eyebrows coughed up a big mouthful of evil spirit.

The hand of Xi Yao's back was as easy as picking flowers and leaves before, holding a few wisps of monster energy in her hand.

Duan Wuyin's eyes suddenly became terrified.

A wisp of evil spirit is in hand.

Liang Liang gently shook the wrist attached to Duan Wuyin's chest, a circle of invisible water rippled, and the joint of the palm and the chest, the trembling sound of bone numbness came out intensively.

Duan Wuyin fell violently like a sandbag, landed on the ground, and was thrown into the air again. Repeatedly, like being thrown a stone that floated in the water, it flew more than ten feet above the ground, and finally his whole body was embedded in a huge ancient tree. middle.

Liang Liang no longer went to see these so-called masters of the hall who were embarrassing in Sen Luo Dao.

She calmly looked at Liangjia City.

What she will face next is the charge of soldiers from Liangjia City.

Liang Liang only had a wisp of evil spirit.

Liang Liang suddenly turned around.

The Xiguan cavalry crossed the Daji Mountains, and their horseshoes stepped through the mud, splashing heavy dust.

The leading soldier even saw the fiery red figure of the dazzling woman.

The master is also good.

Great master is also good.

Dare to confront cavalry of this level in the Daji Mountains, there is only a dead end.

It's just that they looked at the man behind Xi Yao with strange expressions.

It was a man in a gray robe that all Xiguan soldiers knew.

There was a thin scholar under that man's rib. The scholar was bathed in blood, dripping and dripping all the way, so behind him, blood flowers bloomed one after another in the mud.

The gray-robed man walked forward slowly.

His complexion was calm, but there was anger enough to burn the sky in his eyes.

He walked very lightly, and walked to a distance of ten feet behind Xi Yao, and glanced at the members of the Senluo Dao Temple, who looked like dead fish, and one of them was curled up at his feet at the moment.

The gray-robed man raised one foot high.

Then stomped down.

With a bang, the mud flew out, like a watermelon bursting, and the head splashed with juice.

The scene is bloody.

The man in gray robe put his arms around Jiang Qingyi under his ribs.

He slowly raised his other hand.

The wide gray robe slowly slipped off from the wrist, exposing four fingers.

He clenched his four fingers into a fist, and the blue veins bulged between the fists, spreading all the way to the wrist, and finally into the sleeve, and Zhe Qian couldn't see it.

All Xiguan generals rein in their horses urgently!
Yuan Zhongcheng stood on the great plain, the sky and the earth were dark, and the thunder light suddenly appeared, setting his gray robe against the snow-white, swaying endlessly.

He raised his eyes wearily, glanced at the Xiguan cavalry army that was as still as still water at the moment, and said softly to Xi Yao: "There is nothing you want here."

Liang Liang turned around and looked at the man in gray robe.

She said, "So?"

"Zipao wants to kill you. There are a thousand ways. Among them, using soldiers to kill you is the most stupid way." Yuan Zhongcheng sneered, and looked back at the sixteen-character battalion whose blood was detonated by Shan Haijing Wan Majun, "I killed so many lives in my Xiguan, I wish I could kill you with my own hands."

Xi Yao silently turned the wrist inside her sleeve.

Her evil spirit, which was blocked by profound techniques, showed signs of loosening.

Yuan Sizhi said indifferently: "I thought you were a smart person, but I didn't expect you to be a lunatic. After killing so many people, even if Xiguan didn't take action, you would be struck to death by the thunder of the Daji Mountains."

Liang Liang snorted.

She raised her head, raised her beautiful brows, and raised the corners of her lips, as if she didn't care about the vast thunder calamity that was about to explode above the clouds in the sky.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here." Yuan Sizhi's voice didn't sound too impatient: "Xiguan doesn't want to work for the men of the Cao family. The next one to arrive at the battlefield is Luoyang's army. By then, what do you want?" I can't even roll away."

Xi Yao was silent for a moment.

Her eyes fell on Jiang Qingyi, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw a wisp of nothingness flames throbbing in his chest, she seemed a little surprised that this scholar still had a weak vitality.

She clicked her tongue and walked straight to the outside of the Daji Mountains. When she got to Yuan Zhongcheng's side, she heard a slight voice from the person beside her.

"Thanks"

Jiang Qingyi said this word angrily.

Xi Yao turned a deaf ear to it.

When the sword "Feng Xian" was shot out, she turned her head slightly, lightly flicked a finger on "Feng Xian", and retracted it again, the whole process was so fast that the naked eye could not see clearly.

A ray of flame was left on the "Fengxian".

Suzaku's deficiency inflammation can burn everything.

As the flame ancestor of the monster clan, how could Liang Liang raise Gu, and how could he grow Gu?

All the Gu worms in this world, as long as they are infected with the slightest emptiness, no matter how tenacious their vitality is, they will eventually be burned to ashes.

During the period when the demonic energy of the Daji Mountains was sealed, Liang Liang stood still for ten breaths. She parted her mind to manipulate her extremely weak Suzaku Xuyan, and wrapped the ancient purple sword of Fengxian around. Finally, on Jiang Qingyi's chest, every Gu worm that had penetrated into the flesh and blood was infected with virtual inflammation.

This is why Jiang Qingyi smelled the aura of Void Flame on the Gu worm.

Xi Yao wiped away these Gu worms.

Therefore, none of these Gu worms could really penetrate into Jiang Qingyi's qi and blood acupoints, and all of them were burned to death by Xuyan halfway, and quickly turned into real nothingness.

It's just that this kind of pain is more difficult than a Gu worm.

Jiang Qingyi's lips were pale and his complexion was black and blue. He stared at the woman in front of him, trying to say something, but finally stopped talking.

pass by.

Xi Yao suddenly stopped.

She asked Yuan Sizhi: "Where is the half of Fu Cang Lu?"

Yuan Zhongcheng was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "It may be in Luoyang, it may be in Xiguan, it may be anywhere in this hundred thousand miles. Who knows about this kind of thing?"

Xi Yao lowered his head and walked a few steps silently, at an extremely slow pace.

During these few steps, she thought of many things.

Her intuition, which has never been wrong, led her to the Daji Mountains.

She originally thought that the half of Fucanglu of the Northern Wei Dynasty would really be used as a bait by the purple-robed master, wrapped around Jiang Qingyi's heart, to lure herself into the bait.

Looking at it now, the methods of the purple-robed great national teacher do not seem to be considered very clever.

Even if he tried his best to seal his evil spirit and Shan Hai Jing.

With the cultivation bases of those ten members of the hall, against him, it was nothing more than a fly shaking a big tree.

If there is that half of Fucanglu, why not use it?
Even if it is really entangled in Jiang Qingyi's heart and used as bait, what's wrong with it?
If that half of the heavenly book had manifested its power, I might really have fallen here.

Xi Yao raised his head and looked at the clouds covered in thunder and calamity.

Xuan Shangyu wanted to use the power of thunder to kill himself?
Or is that all he has?
That half of Fucang Lu was not in Zipao's hands at all.

Her instincts are right.

It's in the Daji Mountain Range.

Liang Liang stopped suddenly.

The rumbling sound of the Luoyang cavalry's tide, along with the thunder, came from far to near.

Xi Yao looked at Yuan Zhongcheng.

She stopped in her tracks and said two words to Yuan Zhongcheng.

"Bring it."

(End of this chapter)