sword color

Before the words fell, the water mirror transformed into black mist fluctuated again, and the center of the screen became Zangfeng City, which was full of corpses, and was now razed to the ground by a sword light.

"It's Jianqing!" Du Zhilan lifted his spirits and stared at the screen with all his attention.

A beam of light suddenly appeared beside him, and an aura-like figure, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, walked out of it with a solemn expression.

Du Zhilan will never forget the appearance of this person, it is the "Senior Brother Tianxuan" who was slapped into ashes by his palm last time.

His appearance seemed to make Jian Qing stunned for a moment.

After the two said something, the man's whole body was filled with aura, and Jian Qing let go of his doubts, believing that this man is the real Tianxuan.

Du Zhilan almost put his ear on the water mirror, trying to hear what they said clearly, but the water mirror seemed to know what he wanted, the picture was magnified several times, and the voice gradually became clearer.

"...I inadvertently calculated that you will have a catastrophe, and then used the technique of deduction to predict your position. Unexpectedly, you stayed in the same place for several days without moving a half step. I guess you were trapped in some kind of trap , I found it on purpose. I found a lotus seed in a ruin in Fanhua City, and I was sucked in as soon as I walked in."

"Senior brother, this illusion is full of weirdness, and I can't get rid of it for a while." Jian Qing looked worried and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, you and I, brothers and sisters, can't break through a mere illusion?" Tian Xuan put his sleeves on his sleeves, looked around, and suddenly asked, "The one you mentioned to me in the letter last time, come on Where is the white tiger spirit boy?"

Du Zhilan's heart sank suddenly, when did Jian Qing communicate with others?He is inseparable from each other every day, and he doesn't even know it.

Jian Qing walked forward slowly, and said lightly: "Just now he was confused by the illusion, lost his mind for a moment, and ran away."

Tian Xuan walked side by side with him, frowning: "Run away? Didn't you plant a gu xinmei in his heart? No matter where he goes, as long as he is not dead and the xinmei always blooms, he can find it. "

"Your precious plum blossom, I will plant it here for you. It will bloom all year round, and it will never bloom."

These words suddenly crashed into his mind, Du Zhilan froze on the spot, the blood faded from his face, and his heart suddenly seemed to be grabbed by a sharp claw, as if it was about to be scratched in pain , It seemed to burst again!

But at this moment, Jian Qing in the water mirror slightly turned his face to the side, revealing that unparalleled handsome face, but the long forehead hair covered the eyes and cast a shadow on the bridge of the nose.

He smiled faintly: "Brother, don't worry, I won't let the treasure I got get away."

In front of Shui Jing, Du Zhilan was dumbfounded, unable to believe his ears.

"The so-called hearing is believing, seeing is believing, now you should believe what I say." The joking voice sounded again, and the water mirror suddenly became blurred and returned to darkness.

Du Zhilan was silent for a while, and said firmly: "Maybe, it's just that you tricked me with illusion..." His tone was lacking in confidence.

"...Don't give up?" The person hiding in the dark seemed a little annoyed that this kid didn't get in, and the conversation suddenly changed, "If you are not guilty, you killed your brother just now but were caught by a Taoist priest, what are you doing? Want to run?"

The deliberately suppressed bloody scene flooded into Du Zhilan's mind instantly, and Du Zhilan had a splitting headache. That's right, why did he run away?

What did Jian Qing say at that time...he said—"Stop"? !

Why are you so afraid?

I'm afraid... How could Jianqing forgive a monster who mutilated his siblings!

Du Zhilan's face was so pale that it was almost blue, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and his pupils showed a dead grayish white.

"You are still too weak now. When you have mastered the natural ability, what are you afraid of? What can stop you in this world?"

The voice gradually became hazy and bewitching. From far to near, a thick black mist formed in front of Du Zhilan, slowly turning into a black-clothed figure.

He raised his chin, opened his mouth and smiled at Du Zhilan, finally showing Lushan's true face.

"It's you!" Du Zhilan frowned, and said a few words from between his teeth, "So you and that lotus demon are in the same group..."

The person standing in front of him was none other than Hei Hong, a man in black who pretended to be a knight not long ago and fell into the illusion together with the two of them.

"No, no, no, my grandpa is black... Cough, how can such low-level goblins be compared?"

Hei Hong hugged his hands and said with a smile: "You don't have to be afraid, I won't do you any harm, how about it? Have you figured it out, do you want to follow me? Or...stay in this dark fantasy forever? You You don’t need to report any hope, with your current ability, you will definitely not be able to get out.”

Du Zhilan was in a trance for a while, before murmuring: "What about Jianqing..."

"That Niubi is very capable. If it wasn't for looking for you, he would have gone out a long time ago." Hei Hong yawned impatiently.

"...You said he can go out by himself?" Du Zhilan repeated in a low voice unconsciously, closed his eyes, and said for a long time, "I'll go with you."

"Good boy, you have a future." Hei Hong was finally about to complete the task, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely comfortable, "When I open the teleportation channel, I will see the Lord soon."

Du Zhilan's ears twitched, and he asked in a low voice: "My lord? I met a black flag evil cat who claimed to be one of the four big shits before. What does it have to do with you?"

"Haha evil cat? Good scolding!" Hei Hong laughed uncontrollably, "That cat demon who is not fair and motherly, has a bad temper and is ugly. My uncle has business affairs with him. It's really terrible. Don't be polite, scold him to death."

It seems that there is a big gap between these monsters. As for who is the "Master"...

Du Zhilan silently wrote down the hidden secret in his heart, and he couldn't help feeling a little curious, but when he saw a thick black and deep passage slowly condensing in front of Hei Hong, this little curiosity was immediately overwhelmed by anxiety and fear up.

Jian Qing is no longer by her side, the way forward can only be relied on by herself...

While Hei Hong turned his back to chant the mantra, Du Zhilan grabbed his own tail, reluctantly plucked a large bunch of hair from the tip of the tail, and threw it on the ground.

Finally, he turned his head and took a deep look behind him, and then followed Hei Hong into the passage, dissipating in the black mist.

However, at this moment, in Zangfeng City, which had been destroyed by a single sword, Jian Qing was actually standing with Tian Xuan.

But the conversation between the two was——

"How is it? Have you found the direction?" Jian Qing lifted up the hem of his snow-white clothes, tucked them in his belt without any image, squatted on the ground, and asked a big yellow dog with a serious face.

"Wang Wang!"

Tianxuan leisurely stood on the side eating melon seeds - people who are full of emotions have this hobby.

"What's the hurry, you said that the guy has the fragrance of plum blossoms on his body, and you say that he has a demonic aura. The rhubarb needs to be brewed to smell it."

Jian Qing stood up slowly, kicked the big yellow dog, and said coldly: "You can find it within a cup of tea, otherwise I will chop up your stew."

"Ahem, Junior Brother, Rhubarb is my pet!"

Jian Qing glanced at him expressionlessly: "Then I'll stew you."

Tianxuan's back felt cold all of a sudden, he seemed to sense that his junior brother's mood was very different from usual, so he shut his mouth wisely.

At this moment, the big yellow dog suddenly yelled "Wow, woof", let go and ran forward.

Jian Qing ran closely behind the big yellow dog's ass, Tian Xuan stuffed the melon seed bag into his sleeve, Shi Shiran walked with the sword.

Rhubarb turned and turned for a while, and finally stopped at a closed city gate.

The tall dark red nanmu gate is more than ten feet high, surrounded by black mist, almost blending with the city wall, making it even more gloomy and heavy.

"Wow!" Rhubarb was not stupid enough to bump into the city gate, and scratched at the door with a heavy breath, and then found that the door was really not openable by his own weak puppy, so he had to move to Jianqing's side pitifully , rubbing his trousers.

"Behind the door?" Jian Qing glanced at it, then turned to ask his brother.

"What are you looking at me for? I don't know how to speak like a dog." Tianxuan waved at Dahuang, and when the latter was summoned, he immediately ran over, turned into a golden streamer, and slipped into Tianxuan's big sleeve. .

He touched his chin, a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and then disappeared quickly.

"Well, the demonic aura inside the door is really strong and terrifying." Tian Xuan's expression became a little more serious, "This is definitely not the result of a mere 300-year-old lotus phantom. I am afraid that there is a monster with a cultivation base of nearly a thousand years inside." Wang, that kid... is in big trouble now."

"...Anyone with eyes can see it." Jian Qing said coldly, "Let's rush in."

"Are you crazy? Do you want to be sucked up with such a strong evil spirit?" Tian Xuan scolded in a low voice, but the ten-finger gestures changed faster and faster, like a butterfly wearing a flower, and completed the twelve gestures in the blink of an eye.

Two halos of light blue water floated up from the feet of the two of them, covering their whole bodies in it. The blood-colored mist became timid, and when it got closer, it was purified away.

Jian Qing looked at him in surprise: "This aura of body protection can actually protect the two of them at the same time. It seems that the senior brother's formation has improved a lot."

"That's natural." Tianxuan said indifferently, "This is all to protect the pets I keep from being caught by someone and making soup..."

"break!"

A loud shout broke Daoist Tianxuan's spitting thoughts, and I don't know if Jianqing did it on purpose. In short, the ancient sword behind him chopped the giant gate into eight pieces in an instant, and it all fell to the ground with a "rumbling" sound, screaming to the sky. Xuan ate his mouth full of ashes.

"Let's go." Jianqing pointed his toes, and the blue light white clothes were as swift as the wind, disappearing into the thick black mist in the blink of an eye.

"...It's like being reincarnated, isn't it just a stupid tiger..." Tian Xuan followed up with a strange expression, he was puzzled by Jian Qing's urgency, "Does tiger meat taste delicious? Or Is tiger fur easy to touch? Weird, weird."

"Du Zhilan!" Jian Qing's urgent voice echoed in the darkness.

But the surrounding area was always filled with black air, damp and cold, except for his voice, there was no response at all.

"This idiot!" Jian Qing licked his dry lips, not knowing who he was scolding.

He had no other choice at the moment, thinking that he was a half-immortal, but he couldn't even protect a little tiger well, so how could he practice Taoism and become an immortal? !

"If I had known this earlier, I would have taught him more spells..."

"Jianqing, come here." Tianxuan's shout came from not far away, Jianqing was overjoyed, and appeared beside Tianxuan with a few turns.

"found it?"

"Look, this was discovered by Da Huang." Tian Xuan looked solemn, and handed over a few white fluffy hairs.

Jian Qing was startled, the white hair fell into his palm, slightly itchy.

This soft feeling is like touching Du Zhilan's head, but... it doesn't have that warmth.

"There is still a large pile on the ground. Fortunately, there is no blood on it." Tianxuan patted Rhubarb on the back and let it slip into his sleeve, "There is nothing else here. It seems that we came a little late. The little tiger should They were not slaughtered, they were probably taken away."

"...Who would be against him?" Jian Qing said silently, squatting down and picking up the scattered white hairs one by one, and tied them into a bunch with a long and thin red rope.

"Do you still need to guess? It must be because of the white tiger spirit in his body. The temptation of this thing is really not small. If it is refined, the power will increase by more than a hundred times... Hey, this seat is just talking, why do you think so?" with me?"

Jian Qing put on a poker face, and said coldly: "External force is external force after all, relying on this to increase the skill, even if the cultivation base has greatly increased, it will come to an end."

Tian Xuan smiled and said: "Although this is the case, if Du Zhilan can refine it, not only will his cultivation level fall from the sky, but his lifespan will also be able to break through the century-old limit of a mortal fetus, just like us immortals. Speaking of ten thousand years, there is no problem in living for hundreds or thousands of years."

Hearing this, Jian Qing paused imperceptibly.

While they were still suffering in the dark illusion, Du Zhilan had already been brought into a magnificent underground palace by Hei Hong.

The obsidian spirit stones pave the ground under the feet, and the pillars of the atrium are embossed with thousands of monsters and ghosts, all of which are lifelike. The hanging curtains of the palace are all pearl crystal curtains condensed from the tears of sea monsters.

The octagonal palace lanterns on the wall, the gilded tables and chairs in the main hall, the cornices of the rubble in the distance, and the layout of the furnishings all reveal an imposing luxury and nobility everywhere.

There is only one thing that makes people uncomfortable-there is never sunshine here, and it is always full of cold air and hostility of demons.

Du Zhilan silently followed behind Hei Hong, the expression on his face had changed from the initial shock to the current numbness.

Compared with the splendor and splendor here, his Tibetan Fengcheng City Lord's Mansion is like a latrine.

"Okay, the Lord is inside, go in by yourself."

The two stopped outside a dark golden temple door, Hei Hong's voice was intentionally lowered, his eyes were dignified, his expression was solemn, and he did not dare to show the arrogance when he was outside, as if he was extremely afraid of the "Master" opposite him.

"..." Du Zhilan swallowed his saliva hesitantly, and lamented silently, "If the uncle dies here, he might as well be cooked and eaten by Jian Qing, at least he will die in the stomach of a beauty..."

Taking a deep breath, he walked into the hall with a broken jar in his heart.

The main hall was empty and wide, and the blood-red carpet was spread all the way from the entrance to the high platform. There was only one person standing on it, with a dark red and almost black cloak hanging down to the ground, and his hair was as red as a flame.

As if hearing the voice, the man turned around slowly, with a pair of long and narrow crimson coquettish eyes, as deep as a blood-colored abyss, thin lips that seemed to be smiling but not, sinister and alienated.

What a charming face!

Du Zhilan, who had seen his appearance clearly, froze for an instant. This was the first time that he found someone in the world with an appearance comparable to Jian Qing.

However, being stared at by these pupils, Du Zhilan felt a chill in his heart, as if he was a little disrespectful, and in the next second, he would be killed by these sharp and piercing eyes!