why dress up as a villain

Chapter 246 Sword

It was the first time that Le Qi clearly realized how terrifying the cultivator's cultivation level was.

In the hands of Daoist Yuanhua, even though she had reached the stage of infant spirit, she was still like a child who had no strength to fight back. Even basic struggles seemed futile, so he threw her into the lava.

Until the moment she fell into the lava, she suddenly had an extremely strong thought.

—How could she die like this?
Maybe the threat of death has never been so clear, maybe the fluke in her heart has been extinguished by this momentary change that was too late to react, the strong desire dragged her out of the mud of unwillingness, and instantly flooded.

No one can take her life away! Even if this is a continent where life and death are impermanent, even if this is a so-called cultivation world, even if this place is where the strong are respected and the weak are humble! If you dare to ask her to die, you have to pay the price! She, Le Qi, cannot die like this!
But that moment still came, the lava swallowed up an extremely unwilling and strong desire to survive before she had time to withdraw, she closed her eyes in hatred, and then sank into the darkness.

"Wow—"

"Wow—"

The hot lava did not have the expected pain or burning sensation, only the rushing like water, and... a faint heartbeat.

She quietly listened to the extremely weak voice in her heart, and then slowly opened her eyes...

At that moment, it seemed as if the gate of another world opened before her eyes. She stared at the light not far away, and her mind exploded...

……

"Whoa-"

The undulating magma suddenly became agitated, and the dark red magma broke through the dark ravine and soared upwards, like a huge fire dragon breaking through the sky. The entire cave was shrouded in dazzling fire, and the hot temperature burned the rock wall into a fiery red.

The overflowing spiritual energy filled the entire lava, and the cave seemed to be shaking because it couldn't bear such a huge energy. Fine stones fell from the ceiling of the cave and fell into the lava, instantly turning into a puff of smoke.

"The Soul Sword is about to be born."

Daoist Yuanhua finally stood up from the ground, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he curled up under the black robe.

He has waited for so many years and done so many things, all for today! As long as he has this sword, he can cut through the void and reach the upper realm, and from then on... cross the border and become a fairy!
"boom!"

"Crack!"

The huge energy collided and exploded. At that moment, the lava that turned into a fire dragon penetrated the hard rock wall, and countless fine and hot rocks fell from the roof of the cave.

After a collision, the molten fire dragon returned to the molten lava again, and the soaring fire light dimmed slightly.

But Daoist Yuanhua knew that this was just the beginning.

Then, the violent impact was repeated three or four times, and each time was more ferocious, causing the entire cave to shake, and the entire ground looked very messy and incomplete.

Not long after, the enchantment set up by the reflective mirror was already broken and incomplete, and the faint red bald head flew upwards through the enchantment, and finally a red halo flashed between the mountains.

The magma also glowed more and more red amidst the intensifying impact.

"Wow-"

The cries of a baby sounded suddenly, with great momentum, like a tsunami overturning majesticly. In an instant, the stone walls of the cave were peeled off amidst the sharp piercing sound, and the whole cave trembled.

But his eyes were surprisingly bright.

He squeezed his hands tightly, just because he waited so long for this moment.

But as the sharp animal sound fell, the churning magma suddenly stopped the surging tumbling.

Unexpectedly, the flying sword rushed out, and Daoist Yuanhua couldn't help showing a trace of astonishment on his face.

The lava stopped flowing in an instant, as if it had turned into a pool of stagnant water, and the original dark red color gradually faded, as if the spiritual energy contained in it had been sucked away, and there was no breath of life.

"how so?"

Daoist Yuanhua murmured in astonishment, and took a step forward unwillingly, and he came to the gully of molten lava.

"Not like this!"

Seeing that the last ray of light was about to disappear, Daoist Yuanhua immediately became angry.

The anger of cultivator Du Ling made the whole cave tremble, and the stones rolled down into the dark ravine one after another, but there was no sound at all.

He Jing didn't dare to make a sound, and slowly backed away, fearing that Daoist Yuanhua, who was in a rage, would vent his anger on him.

"Daoist, be at ease."

The last one to speak was Nangong Yu.Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a sudden movement in the gradually extinguished lava in the dark ravine below.

"Cough cough..."

A soft sound interrupted his words, and a person slowly "crawled" out of the dark underground ditch, the dim molten lava.

Le Qi clings to a rock with her hands and climbs up. Every time she takes a step up, she feels that the bones in her whole body are disconnected and reconnected.

Big drops of sweat moistened her temples, her pale complexion looked like a ghost in the dark gully, and even her bright red cassock became gloomy and gloomy.

She looked at Nangong Yu who was on a high place, and from his surprised eyes, she used the sword in her hand to cut open the smooth rock wall, and continued to climb up.

Daoist Yuanhua on one side was initially incredulous at the appearance of this person, but when he saw the sword, his expression became ugly. In the next second, before he saw how he moved, the person had already appeared in front of Le Qi.

"Take out the sword!" She slapped Le Qi away with her palm, and grabbed Le Qi without any explanation.

The strange thing is that Daoist Yuanhua clearly hit the shoulder bone of the person in front of him, but he didn't move at all.

But Daoist Yuanhua had already snatched the sword from Le Qi, so he didn't care about this strange scene, he couldn't help but fly up, and left Le Qi below.

Le Qi, who was climbing on the rock wall below, looked at the figure of Daoist Yuanhua, his eyes flickered slightly.

At this time, Daoist Yuanhua was flying halfway with the sword in one hand, unexpectedly the sword in his hand suddenly slashed towards his neck at an extremely fast speed.

Daoist Yuanhua suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, but his speed was not slow. He turned his head instantly, turned his grip into a grip, and put one hand on his neck, thus avoiding the death-threatening intention of the snow-white sword in his hand.

Inevitably got hurt.

It is very rare in this world to have such a sharp flying sword that can easily cut through the aura of the body of the cultivator of crossing the spirit.

"Tick..."

Drops of blood fell from a high place, dripped onto the rocks in the ground, and disappeared instantly after melting into a bewitching red flower.

Daoist Yuanhua flew to the ground clutching his arm injured by the sword, took out a elixir from his cuff and swallowed it involuntarily, handed the sword to Nangong Yu, and sat down to adjust his breath.

　Ah, I'm going to have a barbecue tomorrow, let's see if I can update two chapters today, I'm sorry to cancel the update again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)