Fu Canglu

Chapter 627

The snow collapsed and the torrent rolled.

In the avalanche of the Yincheng collapse, black and white stranglers splashed everywhere.

In an instant, the pitch-black sword aura overwhelmed the pale frost aura with overwhelming force.

There was a painful shriek, a big red robe slipped out of the boundless snow, the lord of Fengxue Yincheng raised his sleeves, the space in front of him was torn apart, and the entrance of "Little Moon Shadow Realm" was forcibly squeezed by her hands. torn apart.

Countless winds and frosts pierced through the gaps in the sleeve robe, like a peacock spreading its tail, she rushed into the Little Demon Realm, swung her big sleeves, and the empty space closed again.

Just at the last sliver of closing, a ray of sword light chased after them.

A sword burst out of Yi Xiao's sleeve. This sword traveled through the heavy snow, cutting down countless bricks and tiles of the city wall along the way, and passed it into the heavy snow.

His Highness did not chase after him directly, but fell to the ground and gently put down Wei Lingshan in his arms.

He said softly, wait for me for a moment, then flew out, his figure transformed into countless sword auras, shuttled between illusion and reality, and the gap torn by the wind and snow slowly closed.

Three pagodas and one hall, the black moon hangs high.

The city lord of Fengxue Yincheng rushed into the "Little Demon Realm of Reflecting the Moon" in extreme embarrassment. Her face was in pain, and strands of red lines appeared on her pale face, rushing like a snake, almost breaking through her skin, choosing to eat someone, her appearance was extremely terrifying .

Along the way, several small glazed pagodas built were directly knocked down by her, and the scent of the stored incense swarmed up, and the breath was delayed and turned into two long snow-white dragons, mediating around the seven orifices of the Lord of Yincheng. All the things blocking the way were smashed by her palm.

It wasn't until he rushed into the main hall that the Lord of Yincheng breathed a sigh of relief. The incense of the three towers hadn't shaken, and the black moon was still there. It seemed that the man hadn't chased him yet.

She raised her head, unwilling to do so, clutching the string fruit soul of the Dragon Sparrow in her palm, struggling desperately at this moment, unwilling to integrate into the pillar.

If the Longevity Law of the Western Regions can't be perfected, you can only fight the enemy with the nine evils. The difference between the nine evils and the ten evils is only one letter, but there is a big difference.

The difference is a thousand miles away.

What made her feel the most absurd was that Yi Xiao, how could he achieve such an unreasonable state of swordsmanship?
Even his disciple with the embryonic qualifications of the Great Sword Immortal didn't have the good fortune and cultivation level he has today when he broke with him in the South China Sea wasteland.

This is the second Jian Zongming!

She has been hiding her reputation in the Yingyue Little Demon Realm for so long, and she is afraid to make the slightest move because of what?
Isn't it because there is Jian Zongming in the world?
The sword in that man's hand is too unreasonable, and he is a sword idiot who is dedicated to fighting. Even if he really got the longevity method, coupled with Taixu Tianxiang, he would never show up to try the sword.

The results of it? !

After waiting for so long, I finally waited for Jian Zongming to leave the world!

Is there a Yi Xiao who inherits "karma"?

The Lord of Yincheng suddenly heard a loud trembling sound, and she couldn't help but stagnate in the movement of pressing most of the dragon's soul into the pillar of the palace. Looking back, outside the hall
That round of black moon was cut open by a sword and shattered.

Then there are three incense towers towering like clouds.

In the territory of Yingyue Xiaomo, a sword fell, stirring up thousands of piles of snow
"Rumble rumble!"

The Lord of Yincheng raised his head, a black line flashed in front of his eyes, and the sword fell straight down, cutting open his arm that was pressing on the pillar of the temple with the world's fastest speed.

With a bleak face, she wailed, and stepped back, where the black causal sword energy sneered like flames.

In the next moment, a lotus robe appeared in the hall.

Yi Xiao stood in front of the pillar, with his back to the Lord of Yincheng, and he moved gently, took out the soul of the dragon sparrow, surrounded it with sword energy, and cut all the causes and effects.

The bird in the cage finally broke free from the shackles of fate.

His Highness said softly, "You are free."

He gently stroked the back of the dragon sparrow, and the weak dragon sparrow let out a very grateful cry, and it flapped its wings, turning into little crystals of soul power in mid-air, and flew towards the outside of Yingyue Xiaomo like the wind. Escorted by Karma Sword Qi, he returned to Wei Lingshan's sea of ​​souls waiting outside Yincheng.

Yi Xiao turned around.

He looked at the Lord of Yincheng in front of him. The woman's complexion was paler than snow. She covered her severed arm, her lips and teeth were clenched tightly, almost bleeding. Her delicate face was full of pain. And unwilling.

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, patted her sleeves lightly on each other, then hung down, looking at the Lord of Yincheng with a bit of sharpness in her eyes.

The entire Yingyue Little Demon Realm began to tremble under the collapse of the causal sword energy.

Three pagodas and one hall, after today, like Fengxue Yincheng, will become the dust of history.

Wisps of lacquer light fell from the sleeves of the lotus clothes, and finally condensed into a sword.

Yi Xiao didn't rush out the sword.

His soul power had already merged with the sword qi, and now that the sword qi was filling the Moon Reflecting Little Demon Realm, his soul power was everywhere.

He can clearly see every corner of Yingyue Xiaomo's territory.

Three towers, one hall.

In each quiet room of the three towers, the faces and postures of the practitioners enshrined as incense in each quiet room, and even their soul power can be felt, whether they have disguised their appearance.
He swept every part of the Three Pagodas and One Hall with his soul power.

but.

Not found, what he wanted to find.

So I took a deep breath.

Yi Xiao looked at the Lord of Yincheng, and asked very calmly: "Then... what about the spirit?"

After these words fell, the sword energy quietly began to surround the final hall, layer by layer.

Outside is the collapse of three towers, the splash of countless snow, and the collapse of a huge black moon.

The Lord of Yincheng smiled.

She gently wiped the corners of her lips with the back of her hand, and asked with a smile: "There are so many spirits here, which one do you say?"

The white scarf tied around Yi Xiao's wrist shook slightly.

He spat out two words.

"Murong."

The Lord of Yincheng lowered his eyebrows and smiled, as if he was startled for a moment when he heard the name.

"Murong."

One word at a time, extremely hard!

"Why should I tell you"

The Lord of Yincheng raised his head, and the pretty woman's face was suddenly ferocious, as if an evil spirit descended. Her sleeves were blown out by the wind, and her ten fingers were like hooks, pulling towards Yi Xiao fiercely.

A gust of wind blew up in the hall.

Yi Xiao's face was calm, with one hand clenched behind his back, the other hand was raised, and a finger was put up on his chest, his whole body was full of sword energy, and he remained motionless.

The woman looked like a madman, at the moment the Yintang was pitch black, like a ghostly fire being lit, in the hall, among the ten monster pillars carved with mountains and seas, except for the dragon sparrow, which was still dim, all the rest suddenly lit up.

It was like daytime in the hall.

Qinglong Baihu Suzaku Xuanwu, the four great sages are present.

Then came Dou Zhan Bai Yuan and other mountain and sea monsters. During the roar of the beasts, a crack appeared on the monster pillar that the dragon sparrow had not entered, and then it completely collapsed with a crackling sound.

Western Region Longevity Law.

It's a pity that it didn't complete.

One after another, spirit spirits of monster beasts flew out from the pillars of the main hall. Every time one flew out, one of the pillars of the main hall shattered and collapsed, until finally, the remaining corner of the entire hall also collapsed.

Broken corners.

Fragmented pillars.

A blue dragon with its head held high.

A white ape beating its chest.

The small ones, the huge ones, the flying ones, and the falling ones are all frozen.

During the majesty moment, His Highness still kept one finger on his chest, the other hand behind his back, and the sword energy in his sleeve was never triggered.

His eyes swept over the bodies of one mountain and one sea monster after another, and his voice was slow and deep with irresistible coercion.

"Get out!"

It was like an ancient emperor sitting on a throne.

This voice, like an irresistible decree, fell directly into the souls of the mountain and sea monsters and the four great saints, burning and burning instantly!
The voice was like a god on a high mountain, smashing down with a hammer.

Dust scattered.

The frozen time was smashed with a hammer.

The Lord of Yincheng flew upside down, her eyes were red, and she looked at one after another phantom of the Great Saint that was supposed to be included in her acupoints, and just like that, under the call of the ancient lord, she directly dispersed

"No!"

"Do not!!"

In Yingyue Xiaomo's territory, she witnessed the collapse of the three towers, and finally the great hall was wiped out, making all the savings she worked so hard to turn into a joke.

The incense flying all over the sky was cut into nothingness cause and effect under the lingering sword energy, and it was like good fortune, and it was more of luck without an owner.

Yi Xiao came on snow.

All luck followed behind him.

In the year of karma, the white robe was like heavy snow.

Today is cause and effect, black clothes are like a long night.

The sword energy burns through the night, bringing not light, but eternal darkness.

The "cause and effect" in Yi Xiao's sleeve trembled slightly, he no longer carried the hand holding the sword on his back, but raised it horizontally, moved it slowly, and finally moved to the tip of the sword to point at the Lord of Yincheng.

The woman fell to the ground, and now that ferocious state had receded, she laughed desolately.

The smiling face makes people feel amazing. I don't know if this skin is her original real face.

Yi Xiao said softly: "I will kill you, and then find out here, Murong's soul is here, it can't be wrong."

The woman who fell to the ground raised her hand and looked at the blood on her hand.

She smiled desolately, and asked in a low voice: "You are not curious, where did I get Murong's soul?"

Yi Xiao narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, the sleeves of the Lord of Yincheng suddenly slapped the ground. The woman's posture was extremely decisive, but she was not desperate.

The big sleeve fell, and the power of Taixu poured out from the sleeve robe, countless wind and snow cut the ground, and forcibly tore a piece of space.

Yi Xiao was slightly stunned, and the Lord of Yincheng fell out of the Little Demon Realm of Reflecting the Moon, and fell again into the extreme north Yincheng. When she hit the ground with a tremor, she burned all her soul power and flew out of the pit. Sweeping away, countless snowstorms turned into emptiness, not inferior to dragon sparrows and white tigers, bursting out in an instant, rolling up countless frost and snow along the way, and storming away.

Swept from the extreme north, all the way through the wind and snow.

Where are you going?
Where can I survive?

She gritted her teeth and bit her lips, her face was gloomy, and she looked in one direction.

overseas.

Only overseas.

(End of this chapter)