Chapter 889 White Feather Flying Snow

In the territory.

Xu Yang stood alone on a huge fiery red lotus. The lotus flower is in full bloom, as warm and moist as carved from fire jade, and there is a flow of fire spirit visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, this huge fiery red lotus is floating on a vast sea of ​​clouds.

The lotus in the cloud is like a dream.

"Is this a trial in the realm? Why am I the only one around? Who is my opponent?" Xu Yang whispered to himself, asking questions one after another.

There was a black stream of light on Xu Yang's shoulder, and a black demon dragon about a foot in size appeared. It was his parasitic pet demon dragon Ming Lin.

As soon as the demon dragon Ming Lin appeared, it flicked out its sharp claws, gesticulating back and forth, and said: "This demon dragon hates this kind of peek-a-boo. Problems that can be solved with violence are solved on the spot. It took a long time. There’s no more fighting, and my hooks are a little dull.”

Swipe, swipe, swipe, leaving dark claw marks in the void, like falling blades.

Xu Yang said: "Don't be anxious, our opponents will appear. This is the rule of the realm trial, and there must be a mystery in it. Each of the other seven people who enter the realm cannot be underestimated. What will follow naturally When you do your best.”

Seeing that there was no one around, Ming Lin retracted its claw hook out of boredom, turned to look at Xu Yang, and then joked: "I guess Master, your opponent this time must be a woman."

"Why?"

"Because Master, you are a charming and charming person who specializes in pleasing little girls."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xu Yang deliberately puffed up his chest and looked up at the sky. Naturally, he felt happy to be praised by others.

"Before entering the Earth Realm trial, I saw the little girl in white from Yu Daomen secretly looking at you. I understand that little affectionate look."

"What do you know? All you know is fighting."

"The little girl in white from the Yudao Sect looked at you without murderous intent, just like the way the White Dragon Princess of the East China Sea looked at me. She doesn't fight with me, just because she likes me." Ming Lin said firmly, "It's either a fight or a fight. like."

Ming Lin couldn't help but flash in his mind the scene of his "love" with the White Dragon Princess of the East China Sea.

Many years ago, the East China Sea.

A thousand-foot black dragon and a hundred-foot white dragon met.

The black dragon's eyes were pink, and his mouth was watering. He said directly: "Xiao Bai, you are so beautiful, just be my lover. If you don't agree, I will overthrow the entire East China Sea."

The timid little white dragon blinked its long eyelashes and trembled all over. She knew that the big black insect in front of her could not only overturn the entire East China Sea, but if it wanted to kill her, it might just be a matter of hooking the dragon's claws.

"Rude." Xiao Bailong squeezed out such a word, but he dared not say it in anger.

"Rude? Hahaha. I like this comment." In Heilong's mind, rudeness means being very handsome in a fight.

After that, the black dragon and the white dragon were together.

...

In the heart of Ming Lin, the fighting king, if there is no desire for violence between a man and a woman, then most of the rest is the desire for love.

Xu Yang explained: "When I left the Green Fire Demon Realm, I had a sparring match with Miss Yaojun, and I was lucky enough to beat her by half a move. We are just old acquaintances."

"Master Xu Yang, you even called the little girl's name so kindly. It turns out that you showed mercy when I was sleeping. So, you bullied the little girl, and the little girl probably admired your masculinity. Come back to you

. This little girl is very discerning, and men who can fight are the most attractive. "

Ming Lin plucked his fingers and said, "Miss Hibiscus, Miss A'Zhu, Miss Lin'er, plus a girl from Yaojun, no more, no more."

"I won't talk to you anymore." Xu Yang frowned. Miss Lin'er's physical body had not fully recovered yet, which poked a painful spot in Xu Yang's heart.

..., the black demon dragon Ming Lin covered his mouth with his claws and stopped making any sound.

Xu Yang did not continue to speak, but he couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Yao Jun were sparring that day.

At that time, the five elite disciples of Bai Yufeng of Yudao Sect and Master Li Zhen of Bai Yu Five Swords were besieging Tiangui Sect. They happened to be caught up by Xu Yang, and Xu Yang defeated Bai Yu Five Swords. Just when Xu Yang was about to punish Bai Yu Wu Jian, Yao Jun, the deputy peak master of Bai Yu Peak of Yu Dao Sect, appeared in time and was willing to take Xu Yang's punch for Bai Yu Wu Jian.

In the end, Xu Yang defeated Yao Jun's sword formation with one punch.

But Xu Yang sincerely admired Yaojun for his responsibility and heroic spirit that day.

"Miss Yaojun, her boldness and responsibility are not inferior to those of men. She is a respectable woman." Xu Yang praised in his heart.

Not finding any opponent for this trial yet, Xu Yang simply sat cross-legged on the flaming red lotus and absorbed the fire-attribute aura from the flaming lotus.

"The purity of the spiritual energy in this fire lotus is much higher than that in the human realm. Even if you simply breathe and practice here, it is comparable to a top-notch cultivation cave. The Taoist Saint Lotus Pond is worthy of being one of the strongest Taoist mystical realms. one."

The fire lotus carried Xu Yang wandering in the sea of ​​clouds, like a lotus lantern making a wish.

Ming Lin squatted on Xu Yang's shoulder, imitating Xu Yang's example, closing his eyes and hugging Yuan Shouyi. But its physique is that of a pure demon spirit. Although this space has abundant spiritual power, it is not the most suitable for it. One of its dragon tails swayed slightly back and forth in boredom.

I don’t know how much time has passed, and I don’t know how far the fiery red lotus carrying Xu Yang floated in the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, the demon spirit Minglin suddenly opened its eyes, and the scene on the opposite side was reflected in its black crystal pupils.

"Master Xu Yang, what do you see?" said the demon dragon Minglin.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and looked closely.

A snow-white lotus the same size as the fire lotus under Xu Yang was floating towards him.

In the middle of the snow-white lotus stood a young woman in white. She had fine eyebrows, a dignified appearance, a slender figure, and a white dress. She had a great temperament.

The woman and the snow lotus under her complemented each other's temperament, just like a white lotus fairy.

"Yao Jun?" Xu Yang whispered to himself, "I didn't expect that my opponent in this earth realm trial would really be her."

"Here she comes, here she comes, it's the little girl from Yu Dao Sect." Minglin covered his face with his claws, "Master, your old lover is here, I won't disturb you to reminisce about the past."

After saying that, the demon dragon Minglin turned into a black stream of light and sank into Xu Yang's body, entered the purple mansion space, and turned into a small black scale ball.

The magical thing is that the red lotus and snow-white lotus under Xu Yang and Yao Jun's feet were not controlled by the two of them at all, and they kept approaching in an orderly manner.

The woman in white saw Xu Yang from afar, and her heart couldn't help but beat up, like a dove released.

She gently adjusted the hair on one side of her cheek with her hand, looking a little overwhelmed, "Why do I blush and my heart beat fast when I see this guy? It's the inner demon, it's the inner demon..."

She quickly urged the snow state of mind to suppress the throbbing.

"Miss Yaojun." Xu Yang clasped his fists slightly.

"You..." The woman in white was a little speechless, not knowing how to call the person in front of her, Xu Yang, Mr. Xu, handsome Xu, or the little devil? The more anxious she was, the more she couldn't open her mouth, and she felt her cheeks getting hot.

The woman in white couldn't help but ask for help in her heart, "Master. This inner demon is really terrible. How can I get rid of it? Maybe I can only defeat him."

"Miss Yaojun, I lied that day that I was called handsome Xu. It was just a joke. Please don't mind. My name is Xu Yang." Xu Yang said sincerely.

A circle of flying snow rose from the surface of the white-clothed woman's body, and her emotions calmed down in the cold air brought by the flying snow.

The white-clothed woman said seriously: "Xu Yang, this time you and I are opponents in the Earth Realm Trial. And I must defeat you."

Xu Yang hesitated for a moment, then said: "I'm very sorry, this time I must also enter the final Heaven Realm in the trial. So, I can't let you go this time."

"Who asked you to let me go?" The white-clothed woman's eyes turned cold, and her fighting spirit suddenly broke out.

In front of the white-clothed woman, a flying snow appeared out of thin air, and in the flying snow, there were silver Confucian seal characters flowing in an orderly manner.

The flying snow condensed and transformed into a clone that was exactly the same as her original body. The original body of the white-clothed woman gradually blurred until it disappeared.

On the other side.

In the void in front of Xu Yang, three flying fires suddenly appeared, one red, one emerald green, and one light gold. The three flying fires rushed to one place, like a three-color fire dragon circling.

The fire breath was suppressed, and a clone that looked like Xu Yang's original body appeared. At the same time, Xu Yang's body disappeared as if it melted into the water. All his strength has been added to this clone.

The rules of fighting in the earth realm, the battle of clones, never stop until death.

Under the white-clothed woman's snow-white sleeves.

A string of silver light flew out, like a meteor, swirling around the white-clothed woman's body, and then hovered above the white-clothed woman's head and stopped.

The silver light converged, and it looked like thirty-six white short swords only two feet long.

These short swords were like obedient white birds, with the sword tips pointing to Xu Yang on the opposite side, and the sharp sword light visible to the naked eye was swallowed and spit out on the sword tips.

And there were fine white arcs echoing between each sword body, and the thirty-six short swords seemed to be connected.

The white-clothed woman stared at Xu Yang on the opposite side with her beautiful eyes, but did not immediately urge the thirty-six flying swords to attack.

And Xu Yang on the opposite side did not make a move immediately, as if waiting for the white-clothed woman to make a move.

The woman in white thought in her heart: "Last time, I directly fought him with a sword formation and suffered a loss. That was because my thirty-six white feather swords were arranged in a sword formation. Although the attack was huge, it caused the power to be dispersed and was defeated by his thunder escape technique "Thunder Dragon Cannon". This time, I will not make the same mistake as last time."

"Combine the swords!" A delicate cry.

She pointed with one hand in the air, and the thirty-six flying swords in the air above her head turned into thirty-six silver streams, like a small river merging into a big river.

The snow fell, and the woman in white had a three-and-a-half-foot white sword in her hand.

On the surface of the white sword, there was a spiritual pattern in the shape of a "snow mountain", which looked like the White Feather Peak of the Yu Dao Sect.

This sword is called "White Feather".

Without stopping for a moment, the woman in white grasped the White Feather Sword in her hand, aimed at Xu Yang opposite, and stabbed with a sword.

When the sword came out, there was wind and snow rolling, like the lonely and proud snow on the White Feather Peak.