Immortal Devil Transformation

A helpless bitterness suddenly appeared on the face of the high moon.

He knew that the battle was inevitable, so he had to fight.

His graceful right hand stretched out of a broad clergyman's robe. As he reached out, he suddenly had more than a dozen wrinkles on his glossy face, and his entire expanding body seemed to leak like an air-skinned ball, shrinking instantly, pounding energy in his body, suddenly gushing out of his right hand.

There are seven colors of light and dreamy agglomeration, forming a seven-color deer on his hands.

The seven-colored deer detached from his hand, ripped the air and flew in the night sky, contracting in a willow-leafed golden flying knife.

This willow-leaf-sized gold flying knife emitted from his hand has a strange curvature, not advanced by a straight line in the night sky, but constantly shifted in orientation in the sky, as if it were a giant firefly.

The soldier blade of the provincial governor's office serving only two people throughout Donglin province is an extremely rare flying knife.

After all, the flying knife is not a flying sword controlled by a saint, and no matter how curvaceous the route in the sky is, the final destination has been determined at the time of the first hand, and cannot be changed.

But the flying knife of the Moon is not the only one.

This first flying knife disappeared in the seven colored deer, suddenly poured into the powerful and unmatched soul power, and when it began to accelerate astonishingly, his second, third, and fourth... a total of eight flying knives also hung in front of him as time stood still, and began to accelerate astonishingly.

The space in front of his right hand was extinguished nine times in a breathing time, leaving nine handles of flying knives to accelerate the impact air, forming a nine-lap shockwave-like cyclone.

In the eyes of other people, this total of nine flying knives is simultaneously excited.

Nine transparent cyclones blew up in front of him, then nine golden willow leaves disappeared in front of him and scattered in the night sky.

Gao Gongyue shocked the small half of his body at this moment, and his people were as old as ten years old at this moment, yet the pounding breath wrapped around his body did not abate slightly, but grew more.

Because he knew very well that his own blow would not necessarily kill or hit the opponent severely, and the opponent's response would certainly be extremely astonishing.

His skin became like a yellow jade, and the muddy land beneath his feet became brighter.

Nine o'clock golden light hidden in the night sky into a sphere, contracting towards the center of the sphere.

The center of the sphere is the dark priest who walks in darkness, adheres to the light in his heart, disregards all the rules of the world, and is regarded as Shura, born in blood.

Escape from any direction and you will inevitably encounter one or two of these flying knives.

These nine flying knives, with their horrific power, formed a metal cage and trapped the dark priest.

Five years ago, Gao Moon had just stepped into the provincial city and met the then provincial governor's offering in Jinfeng Lane. With this blow, the provincial governor's offering was invincible, and he jumped from an unknown practitioner to a new provincial governor's offering.

Five years later, he didn't know how much to beat than he did in Golden Wind Lane that year.

Yet he suddenly changed his face.

Because the opponent in the middle of the metal cage suddenly disappears from the metal cage.

The dark priest simply fell and went underground.

Even though Gao Moon knew clearly his weakness in this blow, knew that he could not control the flying sword underground like a saint, and he knew that the opponent's foot was empty, he still could not imagine how the opponent could instantly empty the solid land beneath his foot to such an extent that the other person could fall deep and disappear completely in front of his eyes.

He thought about many of the other's responses, but he didn't think about them.

……

At the feet of the Dark Priest, it seemed as if suddenly a passage had been opened connecting the dark underground world, and his whole person had disappeared.

Above the two blockades, a golden flying knife from top to bottom, like a willow leaf, shot into the deep hole where he disappeared, and “Poop” sounded softly, sounding deep into the dirt.

These two loud sounds are * ordinary, and the sounds of the countless sands scattered around the high moon suddenly loud and suddenly become extremely intense.

The high arch moon's breathing pauses completely.

In his perception, his body was originally a rainfall, but at this moment, in his perception, all the rain lines, all from the bottom up, every rain line turned into a deadly soul soldier, flying backwards into the sky!

He was surrounded by all the ground in the courtyard, all boiling!

Not boiling in his perception, but visible to the naked eye, true boiling, like the hot soup boiled in a large pot, countless dust flies up from the ground, stone slabs, pebbles, masonry on the ground, all instantly break apart.

The high arched moon in the middle of this boiling pot jumped up in horror and toward the rear roof.

He had never jumped so high, so high that it made him feel like he was going to jump towards the moon in the sky.

At this very moment, he finally understood the means by which Muxin, the dark priest, was suddenly and completely trapped in the ground below, and he finally understood what the sound of sand that was spreading underground was.

Countless long silver serpentine elongated chains gush out of the ground, like a long haired witch beneath, throwing out all her hair, and the surface of each silver elongated serpentine chain is a fine scale, with a white glow swimming like a smaller fine serpent on the surface of these chains.

These sounds of sand, these murderous intentions, they're real, they're all soul soldiers swimming underground.

Looking at these seemingly endless silver snake cords from the ground, the face of the high moon instantly grew pale, his body flipped over in the air and stood upside down in the air, and a white glimmer appeared in his hand.

The remaining soul power in his body, unniggardly poured into this white wisdom, the strength of the focus made his body unbearable, his hands skin open and a breath of blood sprayed out of his mouth.

White Ruyi seemed to burn, and every leaf stalk seemed to have a white waterfall pouring | out.

A white waterfall, forming a giant white leaf in front of the high arch moon.

Countless silver snakes chewed on this white leaf, bursting into the air with countless silver and white halos.

The moon was facing the ground, yet his body was overrun by powerful forces.

Millions of tiny silver snakes roamed in the air, wrapped around each other, turning into a big silver snake, and the ground swept away, rising from it a dark priest in a shattered black robe.

All the silver snake cords stretched out from under his robe, and he seemed to be stepping on this silver snake.

“Huh!”

Walking in the night, Shura raised her head slightly, looking at the bright moon in the sky, still unable to see his face, and the silver serpent raised her head, again phasing on the white leaf.

White leaves cracked open in the air.

White Ruyi in the hands of Gao Gongyue also cracked open, the mouth of the provincial governor's office sprayed with blood, but he ignored the blood and forcefully said: “I will no longer intervene. ”

……

The silver serpent disappeared in the air, all the serpents retracted the black robe of the black robe man, the black robe man landed on the ground, his feet deep in the floating soil, the high arch moon heavily fell on the roof, crushed countless black tiles, then he sat down on the plate with a bitter smile, no more movement.

The black robe lowered his head and jumped again, turning into a cloud that disappeared into many black roofs.

Gao Qingyue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a bottle of medicine and swallowed a Dan Wan, but he sighed for a long time, still sitting in countless pieces of rubble, closed his eyes, as if to settle.

……

Lin Xi ran in a bamboo forest with a black knife.

He did not change his bloodstained blue shirt, because he knew that, like the black knife in his hand, it was evidence needed by those who came by the Emperor's will.

If he and Jiang Jiaoyi change clothes together, they will completely confine the battlefield to that house, and Jiang Jiaoyi and the dark priest will all be dragged into the water.

Now he's got proof, and he's the biggest proof himself, and he gets out of that house, and those people will come with him.

There was no interceptor in his sight at the moment, but he knew that there was already an invisible mesh open around him, and that he could leave those people without proof only if he broke it completely and disappeared from the eyes of the people who made it up.

Dark in the bamboo forest, but with thick bamboo leaves and no weeds, it is very easy to run.

But he stopped again quickly.

In front of him, at the end of the bamboo grove, there appeared a man in a long, moon-white shirt with a good-looking face and only a face in his 40s, but his face was white and lonely, as if everything in the world was in his eyes, there was nothing to attract his attention and make him happy.

In his hand, he also carried a long sword with a moon-white sheath.

The blade handle is made of slightly yellow ivory, and the blade ear is woven in gold wire, long and floating next to the blade handle.

After Lin Xi stopped, behind him, also walked out a man.

A piano artist with a box is a red woman with a black scarf and a peony embroidered on her shirt.

Lin Xi shook his head silently and started running straight to the side. He ran away.

What he did not expect, however, was that neither of them had made a move to follow.

The eyes of the double-flying white swordsman stood on the box in the hands of the redshirt woman and the redshirt woman, who walked through the bamboo grove towards the swordsman.