While the Ten Thousand Demons City was being filled with torrential rain, the Vermillion Bird Illusion Realm was filled with streaming fire.
The illusion was empty to the point of no return, soot vacated the entire realm and they were illuminated by the nine days of the peacock's tail feathers, glowing orange.
In the light, the rock and ash piled up mountains and rocks bare their rough surfaces from time to time, and they crumbled as the Peacock King's footsteps were followed.
Behind the cover of a piece of rock, Zhao Xiang'er leaned against the wall, her eyes slightly closed, and even though she was trying her best to conceal her breath, her chest still couldn't help but rise and fall violently.
She looked at the blood seeping out from between her black clothes and clenched her teeth, redirecting her spiritual energy to recover from her injuries. The sound of the Peacock Bright King stepping on the rocks kept resounding behind her, and she didn't even use he
Lightning flashes and rain pours down.The already dim sky looked like it had been pierced by rain, the raindrops hammered against the swords, the color of steel flashed in the wildly flowing torrential rain, and the killing intent was like a vicious tiger that had been dormant for a long time and suddenly revealed its hideous face, crossing the darkness and stabbing its fangs, like swords, against the neck of the enemy.Ning long hung on with his sword, staring deathly at the Golden-winged Roc, his sea of consciousness like a ring of qi waves, expanding rapidly to encompass the battlefield.The golden-winged roc's wings instantly vibrated.Ning didn't see how he moved for long as he disappeared from view in a flash, and then the cold light flashed in front of him.Ning long held the Underworld Qi-surrounded Yuji and slammed it against the golden-feathered swordlight.Metal thrummed and exploded in waves of heat that soared into their faces, insta
The clear night sky of the Ancient Spirit Sect was suddenly obscured by cloudy skies, and the stars in the sky disappeared, replaced by heavy rain that poured from the sky.The Zi Hour had not yet arrived, and not long after Lu married into sleep, he was awakened by a thunderclap outside the window.She sat up from the couch in her singlet and looked sideways.Electricity poured down from time to time on the paper windows, the curtains and furnishings by the windows flickered with a fury of white, and extreme, bad forebodings flooded her heart as she listened to the thunder and the rain.Xiao Ling was still coiled up and asleep next to her, she seemed to have had some kind of nightmare as well, her petite body trembling.Lu married to lift some of the quilt, quietly off the couch, she crossed the jade-encrusted silk screen, came to the window, the ghostly flickering light will be her close to the white clothes illuminated, full head of green silk also s
The torrential rain had come to an abrupt end, and the moisture-filled wind was still sweeping over the cliffs.Leaves rustling in the wind, piercing wet cold spread in the bones, Ning long sat on his knees, worn clothes will be delicate and cold body wrapped tightly, he dead embraced her, as if he wanted to squeeze every drop of warmth out of the blood to her.Szell's body was incredibly soft, like a breeze curled up in his arms.Ning Changjiu tilted his head up, his jaw trembling unceasingly, his vision seemingly plunged into darkness, and as far as his eyes could reach he could only see this beam of moonlight falling through the sky. He was afraid that this was an illusion.The sea of clouds pierced by the arrow bridged toward the center, and that process was slow but thrilling.Ning long shivered, dead embracing Siwei, staring at the closing clouds, if that beam of moonlight was his neck, those usually soft and gentle clouds were the hands that were
Zhao Xiang'er never imagined that the ultimate enemy waiting for her at the end of the illusionary realm of the Vermilion Bird Trial was not the Peacock Bright King, but rather the innate spirit within her body, the Nine Feathers.So this was the last demon sparrow she would have to face.However, she still didn't understand that Vermilion Bird had repeatedly tried to kill herself, but had only pushed her into a desperate situation, killing her with a borrowed knife, rather than actually killing her personally. Why? Was it in order to force the impenetrable Goddess to save herself? But what was the significance of doing so?And the ultimate question.If she's not the daughter of the Vermilion Bird, then who the hell is she?The young girl hung her head in deep thought.The Vermilion Bird maid wore a fiery red dress, her description was like a puppet, she looked at Zhao Xiang'er, waiting for her death , she wanted to see the proud pupils mingled wi
Ning long jumped onto the surface of the 'Moon Prisoner'.Immersed in light, his sense of its inability to be felt was no longer clear enough, his toes slowly pointing down to the ground, and beneath his feet, the mountains and sea sculpted by lava flows undulated roughly and gently, the world divided by pitch black and gray, and a light cold all around him.Ning looked back longingly.He could hardly imagine how far he had climbed this night; this river of moonlight was different, and he was in it so that time and space seemed to have been tampered with, and every cloud of dust he stepped on seemed like steps condensed from the particles of time.The earth was then in the distance, a huge sphere, azure blue its dominant color, with clouds and winds floating on it, running through the whole world like fish swimming in the azure waters.The void was a dark sea, the azure mother planet dipped in an inky sea, and dark, grotesque beings seemed to lurk in th
This was the first time in memory that Ning had long seen what this great hall looked like.The door pushed open in a deep, slow motion.The bright sunlight outside shone in, and the dark, ethereal splendor of the temple seeped out.Two very different kinds of light met on the threshold and rubbed together so gently that it looked like water paved with light, transformed into a curtain draped in front of it, behind which lay a world of ghostly red swaying.Ning long picked up the woman in his arms and straightened his stiff body, his mind was dizzy, he couldn't supply the strength, his feet stumbled, and he almost fell into the great hall in a sorry state.Ning Longjou braced himself to stand upright and steady, his dislocated body shaking all the time, and the only hand that was steady was the one holding Simian.He came into the temple and looked up.It was a glazed world of ethereal splendor.The statues of the gods, whose names wer
This is a simple wooden house, four pillars embedded in the wall, the window is square, the window pane is not carved, just a simple 'Tian' character, the light shines straight in, the cupboard is half-open, which is piled up a few folded green and white clothes, he slept on a bed in the corner, and there is no bed frame and drapery to cover.It was the same scene he saw daily when he woke up in his previous life.The two lifetimes seemed to have never changed, and his consciousness revived in a muddle, and in the first trance after waking up, he even had a hallucination: he was always the little Taoist priest who was not a koan, and the ups and downs and twists and turns he had experienced before were all just a dream.But that thought gave him an even greater sense of illusion - he always felt like he was missing something, chasing something, worrying about something.This brief moment of disorientation slowly dissipated after he met Siwei's gaze.The
Three thousand worlds.Zhao Xiang'er slowly awoke from her dream.The dream came to an abrupt end.She recalled the murderous finger of the Vermillion Squire, and the moon that rose behind her, streaming with silver splendor.It was a nameless woman in white.Zhao Xiang'er couldn't see her face, but she could feel an incomparable closeness and familiarity.After that it is with Ning long that past life and present life dream, the dream of the golden robes and blonde hair of the woman than today's own more beautiful, but that beauty but seems empty, as if the world's wonders of the Jedi, although there is meaning, but no soul.Zhao Xiang'er was curious as to why Ning long ago would like this about herself so much in her previous life.Soon enough, she figured it out - Ning Nagisa just liked that stunningly beautiful skin.She didn't think this was an unfounded assumption on her part, and today's Szells corroborate this!It i