Chapter 809
of Chapter 808 Flesh as a Shield
Chapter 809 of 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."
After the words fell, Qingluo just sighed, and merged into the towering ancient tree again, ready to fight!
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.
But soon, he no longer had the time to think about it.
Because as that figure approached, the terrifying pressure had already made it difficult for him to function.
——Although Jiangnan himself is also in a state of detachment, when he usually gets along with everyone, he deliberately restrains his breath.
And when the detachment in front of him released all the coercion undisguisedly, both Jian Wushuang deeply realized how terrifying the so-called detachment is!
He stared blankly at the figure, trembling all over.
Don't talk about resistance or attack.
Even a slight movement seems impossible!
"Your Majesty, this..." He subconsciously looked at Qingluo, "But... is there anything I can do?"
The towering old tree shook and made a sound: "Come under our protection."
After the words fell, a tree branch stretched out, and he was not allowed to answer, so he dragged Jian Wushuang into the shelter.
The latter did not resist, and did not stubbornly want to meet the enemy together.
Because Jian Wushuang deeply understands that even if he has broken through the realm of the king, but he has not fully recovered from his injuries, if he is forced to fight with Qingluo, it will not be a help, but a burden.
"call……"
With a long sigh, the ancient king of swords showed a look of powerlessness.
Who would have thought?
Even after breaking through the king's realm, he still can't help at all in this war.
Even his own existence is a burden and needs Qingluo's protection.
"Don't get lost." Qing Luo seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and a comforting voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's ear: "It's not just you, we... probably aren't his opponent either."
After hearing this, Jian Wushuang took a breath and stopped talking.
And Qingluo no longer had the time to pay attention to him, and focused all her attention on the figure walking step by step in the darkness!
In an instant, the endless verdant towering ancient trees erupted with an unimaginably dazzling blue light!
Blooming glory!
At that moment, it seemed that the glowing nothingness was dyed azure!
The aura that belongs to life and death floats in this nothingness!
The towering ancient tree blooms with endless coercion, full of power!
Then, the brilliance fell!
Like raindrops, the cyan light tore through the sky, pouring down like a heavy rain.
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!
Born!
dead!
What I have to say is that although Qing Luo usually looks carefree and dazed, it is quite unreliable.
Moreover, the many human beings under her rule do not regard her as a supreme god most of the time, but a lovely mascot.
But in fact, as the first batch of innate gods in the new world, Qingluo's power is absolutely beyond doubt.
And among the countless avenues in the new world, what she controls is life and death, the cycle of birth and death of all things.
life, death.
That's why she can easily heal Jian Wushuang's injury and restore his vitality.
But at the same time, she who also controls death can also make everything wither and decay.
At this moment, when facing another attack from Jiangnan, Qingluo no longer dared to hold back any more, the strong way of death was mixed with endless light rain, pouring down!
Looting life!
In addition, this place is a new world, with the increase of the whole world, the power of this light rain has been raised to a higher level!
The majestic and terrifying rain of light was reflected in Jian Wushuang's eyes. He could even imagine that if the raindrops fell on him, he would be deprived of most of his vitality and wither and die in just a moment!
"I hope... it will be of some use."
Under the shelter of the majestic ancient tree, he spoke softly, almost as if praying.
And following his gaze, the great human beings watched all this nervously.
Looking at this endless rain of light, can it... block that endless moment of darkness.
In the worried eyes, the answer is... Yes.
But the endless blue light tore through nothingness, and when it came into contact with the darkness, it seemed to be purified, and the heavy darkness melted silently.
As if... victory is imminent!
I saw that in the distance, the previously polluted barriers of the vast world also revealed their original colors again because of the melting of the darkness.
At this moment, under the shelter of the majestic ancient tree, the faces of the creatures were overjoyed!
However, contrary to them, Qing Luo, who was the initiator of the light rain, did not relax at all.
Because she knows very well that the real enemy is definitely not these tide-like dark torrents.
It's... that person.
That scary guy who has the same appearance and the same power as the Master!
Light rain, pouring down!
If you want to see it, you will drown that figure.
For a moment, he just raised his hand and waved it!
In an instant, an endless storm suddenly rose!
The entire nothingness trembled under this wave of hands, crumbling, as if it was unbearable!
And the cyan light rain that almost covered the entire emptiness, also seemed to be drizzled by the strong wind at that moment!
Disappear in the invisible!
There is no supernatural power, no Taoism, not even any energy fluctuations!
With just a light wave of the hand, as if to drive away noisy mosquitoes, the endless rain of light cast by the green radish in the king's realm disappeared in an instant!
At this moment, the smiles of countless human beings froze on their faces, as if frozen, a little funny.
For Qingluo, such a result is not surprising.
In other words, since she knows the strength of Jiangnan, she also understands the horror of another Jiangnan who is also in the realm of detachment.
She never thought that she would use the light and rain just now to destroy the other party.
What she really wants to do is to take advantage of that moment to delay a little time!
But the other party was obviously unwilling to give her such a chance.
After calming down the endless rain of light easily, another Jiangnan made a move.
He raised his hand, and a pitch-black illusory long sword appeared in his hand.
Raise it high!
Fall gently!
No moves, no power, just as ridiculous as a sword swung by a mortal who doesn't know how to use a sword.
There aren't any scary sound and light effects either.
As if nothing happened.
But for Jian Wushuang, who had just broken through to the King Realm with the Dao of the Sword, it only made him feel sincerely...fear!
That sword, like a nightmare he would never forget, penetrated deeply into his soul!
Glimpse a clue!
That sword did not have any terrifying divine power, nor was it mixed with any aura and principles.
Only one point, cut off.
Only those who seem to have the unquestionable power and order of God, cut it off!
Thus, the entire nothingness, from top to bottom, is all separated.
It was clearly nothingness at the conceptual level, but it was actually cut off by that sword!
And it was cut off together with another thing.
The majestic ancient tree straddling the starry sky and nothingness split into two after a moment of calm.
The terrifying roar resounded in the entire void!
It was like the sound of an incomparably huge collapsing, deafening!
Qing Luo's body was easily cut off by a single sword strike!
The hearts of the people were inexplicably horrified!
Just a sword!
Just a light sword cut the body of an extremely ancient king into two!
"Your Majesty!"
Jian Wushuang cried out anxiously!
"It's okay, our fate is at stake!" Qing Luo's voice would be in his ear.
Endless blue light erupted from the neat incision, like sticky glue, forcibly healing the towering ancient tree that was divided into two halves!
In charge of life and death!
Qing Luo, who is in charge of the Avenue of Life and Death in the New World, plays with vitality and good fortune, which is naturally her old profession!
After only a moment, it was back to normal!
But Jian Wushuang could quite clearly feel that Qingluo's breath had weakened a lot.It seems that the seemingly extremely easy healing is not as easy as imagined.
His heart sank.
Naturally, he realized that what he was doing now was just...drinking poison to quench his thirst.
When Qing Luo's power is exhausted, everything will end.
Fortunately, the figure covered in pitch blackness does not seem to be in a state of detachment in full bloom.
——His movements are quite stiff, like a puppet on a string, and he can't fully exert the terrifying power of transcendence.
Otherwise, that sword just now would be enough to completely cut off all the vitality of Qingluo!
But nonetheless.
The power of detachment is still not something that everyone can resist.
The figure above the darkness, holding the illusory iron sword, stepped forward step by step.Endless darkness gathered under his feet, as if defending a mighty king.
In the process, he swung out one sword after another, the invisible sword intent tore nothingness, the starry sky, everything!
Just a sword!
The indescribably huge and terrifying ancient tree was chopped into pieces without any resistance!
At the same time, at the break, blue light erupted, endless vitality spewed out, and it healed again!
A sword!
Two swords!
Three swords!
……
Every sword strike caused shocking damage to that incomparably huge and towering ancient tree!
But every time he was hurt, the endless vitality gushed out and healed the wound!
This extremely tragic scene made Jian Wushuang's scalp tingle!
The majestic "king" realm, Qingluo who can kill the rickety old man who is also the king in an instant!
Now he can only use his body as a shield to stop that figure's attack!
Moreover, he could feel that the breath of Qingluo was falling at an extremely fast speed!
It seems that every healing needs to consume her strength and vitality!
How long can this go on?
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty Qingluo!"
At this moment, he resented his incompetence extremely.
I hate myself so much that I can't do anything at this moment!
To let a little girl stand in front of her!
Another humiliation, another shame!
"It's okay, we can bear it—it just hurts a little!"
Qingluo's voice sounded from the side.
But obviously, seems to be enduring unimaginable pain!
This stunned three-inch man walked all the way, when had he ever suffered such a miserable situation?
But in order to delay time, she had to stand in the front!
Because under the attack of another Jiangnan puppet, a terrifying existence beyond the realm, if she falls, the boundless starry sky of the new world behind him is like a moon in the water, and even a breath can easily destroy it!
The fighting is still going on.
As the figure led the endless darkness forward step by step, his sword became more and more terrifying.
It seems that in the process of swinging the sword again and again, this body is gradually mastering his original strength.
After swiping the sword countless times, he even chopped up the trunk of the majestic starry sky ancient tree with one sword, turning it into endless powder!The canopy that protected everyone also trembled violently!
"Heal us!"
Qing Luo's almost hysterical voice will be placed in nothingness!
The terrifying vitality erupted again, creating something out of nothing, reappearing that towering ancient tree, across the starry sky!
But Jian Wushuang could tell that it was... the end of his battle!
The breath of green radish has weakened to an unimaginably terrifying level!
Just one sword!
Just one more sword strike!
I'm afraid she will die completely!
"Your Majesty!!!"
Whether it is Jian Wushuang, or Nightmare Holy Master, or countless humane monks, seeing this scene, they all screamed and left blood and tears behind!
But helplessly and desperately, they couldn't help at all!
Even if you risk your life, there is no way!
——They don't even have the qualifications to be meat shields like Qingluo!Because just the breath of the other party is enough to completely crush them!
"We... can hold on..."
On top of the ancient tree in the dim starry sky, came Qingluo's weak and stubborn voice.
Compared with the full vitality at the beginning, it is too weak, which makes people feel distressed.
But in front of him, the figure stepping on the darkness is like cold steel, without any soft-heartedness.
Raise the long sword in your hand and cut it down!
At that moment, the terrifying sword intent tore through nothingness and pierced through!
Point at Qingluo!
Finally, under the sword, Xiao Doudinger yelled at the top of his voice!
"Master!"
"Miss Dongxian!"
"You don't come again!"
"We really can't hold it anymore!"
(End of this chapter)
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."
After the words fell, Qingluo just sighed, and merged into the towering ancient tree again, ready to fight!
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.
But soon, he no longer had the time to think about it.
Because as that figure approached, the terrifying pressure had already made it difficult for him to function.
——Although Jiangnan himself is also in a state of detachment, when he usually gets along with everyone, he deliberately restrains his breath.
And when the detachment in front of him released all the coercion undisguisedly, both Jian Wushuang deeply realized how terrifying the so-called detachment is!
He stared blankly at the figure, trembling all over.
Don't talk about resistance or attack.
Even a slight movement seems impossible!
"Your Majesty, this..." He subconsciously looked at Qingluo, "But... is there anything I can do?"
The towering old tree shook and made a sound: "Come under our protection."
After the words fell, a tree branch stretched out, and he was not allowed to answer, so he dragged Jian Wushuang into the shelter.
The latter did not resist, and did not stubbornly want to meet the enemy together.
Because Jian Wushuang deeply understands that even if he has broken through the realm of the king, but he has not fully recovered from his injuries, if he is forced to fight with Qingluo, it will not be a help, but a burden.
"call……"
With a long sigh, the ancient king of swords showed a look of powerlessness.
Who would have thought?
Even after breaking through the king's realm, he still can't help at all in this war.
Even his own existence is a burden and needs Qingluo's protection.
"Don't get lost." Qing Luo seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and a comforting voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's ear: "It's not just you, we... probably aren't his opponent either."
After hearing this, Jian Wushuang took a breath and stopped talking.
And Qingluo no longer had the time to pay attention to him, and focused all her attention on the figure walking step by step in the darkness!
In an instant, the endless verdant towering ancient trees erupted with an unimaginably dazzling blue light!
Blooming glory!
At that moment, it seemed that the glowing nothingness was dyed azure!
The aura that belongs to life and death floats in this nothingness!
The towering ancient tree blooms with endless coercion, full of power!
Then, the brilliance fell!
Like raindrops, the cyan light tore through the sky, pouring down like a heavy rain.
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!
Born!
dead!
What I have to say is that although Qing Luo usually looks carefree and dazed, it is quite unreliable.
Moreover, the many human beings under her rule do not regard her as a supreme god most of the time, but a lovely mascot.
But in fact, as the first batch of innate gods in the new world, Qingluo's power is absolutely beyond doubt.
And among the countless avenues in the new world, what she controls is life and death, the cycle of birth and death of all things.
life, death.
That's why she can easily heal Jian Wushuang's injury and restore his vitality.
But at the same time, she who also controls death can also make everything wither and decay.
At this moment, when facing another attack from Jiangnan, Qingluo no longer dared to hold back any more, the strong way of death was mixed with endless light rain, pouring down!
Looting life!
In addition, this place is a new world, with the increase of the whole world, the power of this light rain has been raised to a higher level!
The majestic and terrifying rain of light was reflected in Jian Wushuang's eyes. He could even imagine that if the raindrops fell on him, he would be deprived of most of his vitality and wither and die in just a moment!
"I hope... it will be of some use."
Under the shelter of the majestic ancient tree, he spoke softly, almost as if praying.
And following his gaze, the great human beings watched all this nervously.
Looking at this endless rain of light, can it... block that endless moment of darkness.
In the worried eyes, the answer is... Yes.
But the endless blue light tore through nothingness, and when it came into contact with the darkness, it seemed to be purified, and the heavy darkness melted silently.
As if... victory is imminent!
I saw that in the distance, the previously polluted barriers of the vast world also revealed their original colors again because of the melting of the darkness.
At this moment, under the shelter of the majestic ancient tree, the faces of the creatures were overjoyed!
However, contrary to them, Qing Luo, who was the initiator of the light rain, did not relax at all.
Because she knows very well that the real enemy is definitely not these tide-like dark torrents.
It's... that person.
That scary guy who has the same appearance and the same power as the Master!
Light rain, pouring down!
If you want to see it, you will drown that figure.
For a moment, he just raised his hand and waved it!
In an instant, an endless storm suddenly rose!
The entire nothingness trembled under this wave of hands, crumbling, as if it was unbearable!
And the cyan light rain that almost covered the entire emptiness, also seemed to be drizzled by the strong wind at that moment!
Disappear in the invisible!
There is no supernatural power, no Taoism, not even any energy fluctuations!
With just a light wave of the hand, as if to drive away noisy mosquitoes, the endless rain of light cast by the green radish in the king's realm disappeared in an instant!
At this moment, the smiles of countless human beings froze on their faces, as if frozen, a little funny.
For Qingluo, such a result is not surprising.
In other words, since she knows the strength of Jiangnan, she also understands the horror of another Jiangnan who is also in the realm of detachment.
She never thought that she would use the light and rain just now to destroy the other party.
What she really wants to do is to take advantage of that moment to delay a little time!
But the other party was obviously unwilling to give her such a chance.
After calming down the endless rain of light easily, another Jiangnan made a move.
He raised his hand, and a pitch-black illusory long sword appeared in his hand.
Raise it high!
Fall gently!
No moves, no power, just as ridiculous as a sword swung by a mortal who doesn't know how to use a sword.
There aren't any scary sound and light effects either.
As if nothing happened.
But for Jian Wushuang, who had just broken through to the King Realm with the Dao of the Sword, it only made him feel sincerely...fear!
That sword, like a nightmare he would never forget, penetrated deeply into his soul!
Glimpse a clue!
That sword did not have any terrifying divine power, nor was it mixed with any aura and principles.
Only one point, cut off.
Only those who seem to have the unquestionable power and order of God, cut it off!
Thus, the entire nothingness, from top to bottom, is all separated.
It was clearly nothingness at the conceptual level, but it was actually cut off by that sword!
And it was cut off together with another thing.
The majestic ancient tree straddling the starry sky and nothingness split into two after a moment of calm.
The terrifying roar resounded in the entire void!
It was like the sound of an incomparably huge collapsing, deafening!
Qing Luo's body was easily cut off by a single sword strike!
The hearts of the people were inexplicably horrified!
Just a sword!
Just a light sword cut the body of an extremely ancient king into two!
"Your Majesty!"
Jian Wushuang cried out anxiously!
"It's okay, our fate is at stake!" Qing Luo's voice would be in his ear.
Endless blue light erupted from the neat incision, like sticky glue, forcibly healing the towering ancient tree that was divided into two halves!
In charge of life and death!
Qing Luo, who is in charge of the Avenue of Life and Death in the New World, plays with vitality and good fortune, which is naturally her old profession!
After only a moment, it was back to normal!
But Jian Wushuang could quite clearly feel that Qingluo's breath had weakened a lot.It seems that the seemingly extremely easy healing is not as easy as imagined.
His heart sank.
Naturally, he realized that what he was doing now was just...drinking poison to quench his thirst.
When Qing Luo's power is exhausted, everything will end.
Fortunately, the figure covered in pitch blackness does not seem to be in a state of detachment in full bloom.
——His movements are quite stiff, like a puppet on a string, and he can't fully exert the terrifying power of transcendence.
Otherwise, that sword just now would be enough to completely cut off all the vitality of Qingluo!
But nonetheless.
The power of detachment is still not something that everyone can resist.
The figure above the darkness, holding the illusory iron sword, stepped forward step by step.Endless darkness gathered under his feet, as if defending a mighty king.
In the process, he swung out one sword after another, the invisible sword intent tore nothingness, the starry sky, everything!
Just a sword!
The indescribably huge and terrifying ancient tree was chopped into pieces without any resistance!
At the same time, at the break, blue light erupted, endless vitality spewed out, and it healed again!
A sword!
Two swords!
Three swords!
……
Every sword strike caused shocking damage to that incomparably huge and towering ancient tree!
But every time he was hurt, the endless vitality gushed out and healed the wound!
This extremely tragic scene made Jian Wushuang's scalp tingle!
The majestic "king" realm, Qingluo who can kill the rickety old man who is also the king in an instant!
Now he can only use his body as a shield to stop that figure's attack!
Moreover, he could feel that the breath of Qingluo was falling at an extremely fast speed!
It seems that every healing needs to consume her strength and vitality!
How long can this go on?
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty Qingluo!"
At this moment, he resented his incompetence extremely.
I hate myself so much that I can't do anything at this moment!
To let a little girl stand in front of her!
Another humiliation, another shame!
"It's okay, we can bear it—it just hurts a little!"
Qingluo's voice sounded from the side.
But obviously, seems to be enduring unimaginable pain!
This stunned three-inch man walked all the way, when had he ever suffered such a miserable situation?
But in order to delay time, she had to stand in the front!
Because under the attack of another Jiangnan puppet, a terrifying existence beyond the realm, if she falls, the boundless starry sky of the new world behind him is like a moon in the water, and even a breath can easily destroy it!
The fighting is still going on.
As the figure led the endless darkness forward step by step, his sword became more and more terrifying.
It seems that in the process of swinging the sword again and again, this body is gradually mastering his original strength.
After swiping the sword countless times, he even chopped up the trunk of the majestic starry sky ancient tree with one sword, turning it into endless powder!The canopy that protected everyone also trembled violently!
"Heal us!"
Qing Luo's almost hysterical voice will be placed in nothingness!
The terrifying vitality erupted again, creating something out of nothing, reappearing that towering ancient tree, across the starry sky!
But Jian Wushuang could tell that it was... the end of his battle!
The breath of green radish has weakened to an unimaginably terrifying level!
Just one sword!
Just one more sword strike!
I'm afraid she will die completely!
"Your Majesty!!!"
Whether it is Jian Wushuang, or Nightmare Holy Master, or countless humane monks, seeing this scene, they all screamed and left blood and tears behind!
But helplessly and desperately, they couldn't help at all!
Even if you risk your life, there is no way!
——They don't even have the qualifications to be meat shields like Qingluo!Because just the breath of the other party is enough to completely crush them!
"We... can hold on..."
On top of the ancient tree in the dim starry sky, came Qingluo's weak and stubborn voice.
Compared with the full vitality at the beginning, it is too weak, which makes people feel distressed.
But in front of him, the figure stepping on the darkness is like cold steel, without any soft-heartedness.
Raise the long sword in your hand and cut it down!
At that moment, the terrifying sword intent tore through nothingness and pierced through!
Point at Qingluo!
Finally, under the sword, Xiao Doudinger yelled at the top of his voice!
"Master!"
"Miss Dongxian!"
"You don't come again!"
"We really can't hold it anymore!"
(End of this chapter)