Chapter 600 Two People Hugging Each Other
Outside the border city, jade dragons and snow flew. The earth is covered with silver.
Outside the city gate, more than ten armed guards specially brought by the old man in white robe surrounded the young man in green Yu Yang. It is particularly eye-catching against the surrounding white snow.
These armed guards in blue all held swords in their right hands, and then lightly touched the fingertips of their left hands on the blade, and bright red blood dripped on the blade.
As they recited the spells, the silver knives in their hands began to buzz. With the blessing of the power of blood essence, streaks of blood-colored arcs emitted from the surface of the blades, making a crackling sound.
Immediately afterwards, the guards in blue all threw out the long knives in their hands.
More than a dozen long knives whirled around, the tips of the knives pointed downward, and swished into the ground beneath their feet.
Without stopping for a moment, these armed guards squatted down neatly and pressed their hands on the ground.
They chanted secret words in their mouths, spitting out runes like blood snakes from their palms, and quickly connected them into a large piece, like a huge bloody spider web covering Yu Yang's position. It is like a powerful sword array inspired by the power of blood soul.
As the guards in blue continued to inject their blood soul power into the formation.
"Buzz." The ground shook suddenly.
In an instant, countless phantoms of long knives appeared on the ground. These phantoms of long knives were not real objects. Each handle was the same size as the real thing. They were connected together to form a closed sword formation.
When the young man in green saw this, he thought to himself: "Is the sword formation a barrier? This will suppress my profound power and soul power, and restrict my actions. This lord is indeed very scheming. Such a formation can indeed be used to a certain extent." My "Jiu Xian Walk" was restricted, and without the advantage of the "Jiu Xian Walk", he thought he was superior to me just in terms of my profound strength and soul power."
Seeing that the formation was completed, the old man in white robe flipped his wrist, and there was a bright broad-backed broadsword in his palm. The surface of the knife is engraved with the pattern of a white python. The white python's mouth is full of blood and its two eyes are flashing with an evil red light.
The white snow falling in the sky was cut into pieces by the powerful aura emanating from the white python knife before it reached the surface of the blade.
That's right, that's right!
The sword has the intention of the sword, and the sword has the intention of the sword!
Peak swordsmen are often very domineering in their sword intentions, and as the chief minister of Qingtan Kingdom, the white-robed old man is not only a wily civil servant, but also a peak swordsman. In the past, there were countless powerful opponents who drank their blood from the white python knife in his hand.
But the sword intention shown by the white-robed old man was domineering and had delicate connotations, just like his own thoughts. The meaning of the knife is like the temperament of the person holding the knife, which is also the result of the unity of man and knife.
Before the knife was released, the desire to cut was already surging.
The old man in white robe was holding a white python sword, looking at the young man in green across from him, thinking, this sword array will not only restrain your movements, but also strengthen the power of the white python sword in my hand. I have such a geographical advantage, and my cultivation level should still surpass yours. Therefore, I am 80% sure of capturing you today.
With the decision made, the old man in white robe said loudly: "Yu Yang, for the sake of Princess Qingtan, I will give you another chance. If not, don't blame me for the ruthless white python knife in my hand."
"Hehe." The young man in green smiled easily, "People who like to drink are always sentimental, and people who like to use knives are always ruthless."
When the old man in white robe heard this, his eyebrows stood up, and there was a fierce look in his eyes.
Without further ado, the white-robed old man was fully practicing his mysterious skills, and circles of white soul power ripples spread out from under his feet, hidden in the surrounding white snow scene, making it difficult for people to detect.
The white-robed old man's cultivation level is at the second level of the divine level. In a small cultivation country like Qingtan Kingdom, he is naturally regarded as a first-rate master.
Those who have reached the level of spiritual cultivation will condense their own divine space within their bodies. The divine realm space of monks at the divine level is mostly derived from the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
The attributes of the divine realm space are the same as the physical attributes of the divine level monks themselves. After a divine monk cultivates out of the divine space, it is equivalent to being blessed with the same five elements of divine power in the divine space, and his skill will increase exponentially. This is why a divine monk is much stronger than an immortal monk.
As the divine space becomes stronger, the cultivation levels of divine monks will continue to increase.
The divine realm in the purple mansion space of the white-robed old man is a small space surrounded by three green sandalwood trees. These three green sandalwood trees are located in the shape of a Chinese character, half withered and half in full bloom, generally green and generally earthy yellow. Miraculously, there is a touch of white hidden in these three green sandalwood trees, which is the true soul of a white demonic python.
Anyone who has demon spirits or various gods in the god realm space belongs to the mutated god realm. Some of the demon spirits or gods are born, and some are acquired by cultivators through chance encounters or through special means.
Cultivators who possess the Mutated God Realm are often much stronger than cultivators of the same level. For example, Yu Yang's divine realm space is a huge lake of wine, and there is a true soul of the Emperor's Golden Scale in the lake. The Emperor's Golden Scale is a kind of peak god, which can be called an immortal existence. This is also Yu Yang's biggest trump card.
At this moment, the old man in white robe grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and raised the white python knife in his hand high.
A white spiritual light circled along the white-robed old man's wrist and landed on the white python knife in his hand. It was the true soul of the white demon python in his divine realm.
The knife falls!
Shocking wind!
Flying snow!
"Sword Technique - White Python Falling God Slash!"
In an instant, a hundred-foot silver rainbow flew out.
The next moment, Yinhong transformed into a giant white 100-foot-long python, with its angry mouth and fangs tearing through the void.
The sword domain, the sword realm, and the sword intention are perfectly integrated.
The flying snow between heaven and earth was all attracted by this powerful sword intent. With the blessing of the sword formation below, the spiritual energy in the flying snow was constantly injected into this sword.
The white python and the white snow seemed to be one. Taking advantage of the weather and the terrain, this sword can be called stunning and decisive.
The old man in white robe did not want to kill Yu Yang with one sword, but he wanted to make Yu Yang lose the ability to resist with one sword.
He had seen Yu Yang's performance in the ring match. He judged that this sword, which used 80% of his strength and was blessed with the power of the sword formation, was enough to severely injure Yu Yang, but it would leave Yu Yang half of his life, which was enough.
At the moment when the old man in white robe offered his killing move.
The green-clothed boy trapped in the center of the sword formation did not have the slightest intention of retreating.
He took off the purple and shiny wine gourd from his waist slowly. With a flick of his right thumb, the stopper of the wine gourd was popped open, and the action was skillful and comfortable.
He gulped down a big mouthful of wine, and a line of fire flowed through his throat and fell straight down. Along with the surging fire line came the aroma of wine.
"Good wine!"
After saying that, the green-clothed boy skillfully hung the wine gourd back on his waist, and then patted it gently with his hand. This is his treasure.
The first form of the drunkard's law, wine makes heroes brave!
The green-clothed boy's consciousness moved, and a huge vortex suddenly rose on the surface of the wine lake, the divine realm in his purple mansion space.
Suddenly, in the vortex, a golden scale rose into the air.
At the same time, the green-clothed boy's aura suddenly increased sharply, and light golden dragon-shaped runes on his body surface swam endlessly, and the surface of his clothes was dyed with golden brilliance, as if he was wearing a python robe.
In an instant, a thick golden light column rose from the green-clothed boy's body, rushing into the sky like a sky-breaking divine spear.
The wind and clouds stirred, and the sky and the earth changed color.
Then, a hundred-foot golden dragon phantom appeared above the green-clothed boy's head.
All over his body, with golden scales and golden clouds, he looked down on the world like an emperor dragon.
The dark clouds were driven away, the cold wind retreated, and the flying snow disappeared. Instead, the bright sun was in the sky.
The next moment, the shadow of the golden dragon in the sky turned into a golden stream of light and fell straight down, sinking into the top of the head of the green-clothed boy below.
The power of the emperor dragon penetrated his body, and the level of the green-clothed boy's cultivation level continued to improve from the third level of the immortal grade, the second level of the immortal grade, the first level of the immortal grade, and broke through! The twelfth level of the divine grade... the eighth level of the divine grade... the first level of the divine grade... barely stopped.
Crack, crack, crack. A messy sound of breaking.
The countless sword shadows created by the blue-clothed guards in the sword formation were like broken iron pieces, and they collapsed one after another.
The power of the formation collapsed suddenly. Those blue-clothed guards were instantly backfired by the power of the formation. The backfire of the sword formation fell on them like thousands of blades.
Immediately, they rolled on the ground wailing, covered in blood, and after a moment, they were motionless.
The white python transformed by the sword technique of the white-robed old man opposite him was no longer supported by the sword formation below, nor by the help of Feixue Tianshi. It instantly wilted a little.
"The right time and right place are vulnerable to the Emperor Dragon among men."
The white-robed old man immediately understood why the third-grade immortal official was chasing the green-clothed boy. He also began to regret that he should not have gotten involved in this muddy water. It is better for fewer people to know such secrets. People with the Emperor Dragon's aura can threaten the rule of the Southern Emperor.
The green-clothed boy showed a confident smile at the corner of his mouth.
Fist out!
Dragon roar!
Haotian!
Fist technique-free golden scale!
The next moment, a hundred-foot golden scale twisted out, and the Emperor Dragon's aura enveloped the four fields, with golden light and incomparable splendor.
Dragon's handsome face!
The emperor's majesty!
The existence of God!
In the sky, the white python transformed by the sword seemed to have spirituality. When it saw the golden scale, it hid its head and tail.
The white python and the golden scales are completely different. The demon spirit and the peak god spirit cannot be mentioned at the same time.
Before the two had time to collide, the white python blade had already collapsed like broken glass.
A small white shadow fell to the ground. It was a white python demon spirit about a foot long. Like a helpless little snake, it twisted and fled. And the connection between the little snake and the white-robed old man was suddenly broken.
"Show mercy!"
At this moment, a delicate shout came from the direction of the border town.
The green-clothed boy moved his ears and heard it clearly. It was undoubtedly the voice of his beloved.
Originally, the green-clothed boy did not want to kill the white-robed old man. After all, the white-robed old man was the prime minister of the Qingtan Kingdom and one of the pillars of the Qingtan Kingdom.
Moreover, the white-robed old man surrounded and killed Yu Yang. From his standpoint, doing so was also a loyal duty and there was nothing wrong with it. For the sake of Princess Qingtan, the green-clothed boy Yu Yang would not kill him.
The green-clothed boy turned his fist into five fingers and pulled back, like pulling back a wild horse, and stopped the momentum of the golden scale.
The golden scale flew, and its huge body turned into a golden light, returning to the Jiuhu Divine Realm in the green-clothed boy's body.
The white-robed old man opposite, the demon spirit in the divine realm was lost, and his body was suddenly attacked. The Qingtan Divine Realm in his body shook violently, and the green leaves on the three half-dead and half-living Qingtan trees fell, withering most of them. His soul almost left his body, and he stepped back ten steps, and sat on the ground after a sway.
A mouthful of bright red sprayed out, his white robe was dyed red, his white hair was messy, and he was in a mess, without the original arrogant attitude of the Prime Minister.
......
Inside the gate of the border town, a woman in green jumped off a green horse and flew towards the green-clothed boy.
The green-clad boy opened his arms and went forward, and the two embraced each other.
The green-clad boy embraced the slender and petite figure of the blue-clad girl and spun around in place. The swirling skirt was like a blooming flower, and the flowing long hair was like a stretching cloud.
"Hehe." The green-clad boy smiled foolishly, "Wife."