The sword shadows in Nanzhou tear through the night, and the sound of thunder was noisy along the way, and insects were evacuated everywhere. The trees and ponds seemed to be blowing straight through, the leaves were rolling up, and the water surface was covered with patterns.

When Ning Changjiu and Si Ming continued to rush, the battle under the virtual realm did not stop for a moment in the city of Duanjie.

Shao Xiaoli's consciousness gradually became clear, and she could clearly sense that there was a phantom in the sea of ​​consciousness embracing her. It was the shadow of the master, which was friendly and gentle...

She held Yuezhi tightly. Instead of repelling her, Yuezhi quickly became connected with the sea of ​​consciousness, emitting a light that was not weaker than before.

Luo Shenxing rose unknowingly.

Shao Xiaoli himself didn't notice it much, but in Bai Zang's eyes, the posture of the girl in the red dress had undergone earth-shaking changes.

She stood in the air, but it seemed to step on a winding river, illuminating the fountains, like light clouds covering the moon, and the flowing wind returning to the snow.

Ye Chan's palace was extremely weak. She took the initiative to give up control of her body and only rubbed the power of authority into the moon branch for Shao Xiaoli to use.

Bai Zang looked at the jade branch, thought of the words "This is my coffin", and shook his head gently: "It's time to build a coffin."

She said, stretching out her hand.

The surroundings darkened, and the light condensed towards Bai Zang's palm and turned into a sword. She held the sword, her figure flashed, rose into the air, seized the opportunity, and slashed at Shao Xiaoli's head with the power of the entire sky.

A solemn aura came towards her head. Shao Xiaoli could hear her almost bursting heartbeat. Before she could adapt to these forces, she had to use her past moves to block it.

Shao Xiaoli swung his sword and cut it off, and the moonlight bloomed in the sky, as a barrier, covering her.

But under the sword line surrounded by Bai Zang, the twilight moonlight seemed pale and powerless. In the blink of an eye, there seemed to be vultures rushing to eat. The moonlight was eroded and fell down without any fancy. It attacked the moon branches. In the explosion of white light, Shao Xiaoli fell straight down.

Bai Zang looked at the vulnerable God of Luo and shook his head gently.

The time flow rate at high altitude is relatively faster. Although Bai Zang is sure, he does not want to use it as a battlefield. Previously, Ye Chan's palace was like a bright moon, but although she could defeat her, she could not really kill her. Now Ye Chan's palace is not supported, and the enemy has been replaced by this girl. Bai Zang finally has the opportunity to choose to fight at a more stable low altitude.

Shao Xiaoli obviously understands this.

Now she has power that she cannot imagine in her past, but she is still unfamiliar with control of power.

As he fell, Bai Zang's figure had already fallen.

For Shao Xiaoli, the battle between Ning Changjiu and Sin was just the thunder and lightning in the sky, and the continuous changes in the weather. But now, the Lord of God's oppression faced her heart. She was like a girl with no power to tie a chicken, meeting the hungry evil tiger in the deserted forest.

When the roar of the sword falling from the sky shocked her heart and her muscle bundles were torn.

The falling white light surrounded her instantly, and the light seemed to be composed of countless broken snow, and each piece of snow was a knife to kill her.

The knife slashed from all directions, mixed with a shadow that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye.

That was Bai Zang's figure.

If it were a girl two years ago, she would have completely collapsed at this moment and then her head was cut off with a sword...

But now she has grown up. The fear of the first meeting with the Lord of God is an inevitable emotion for mortals. She suppressed this emotion, like swallowing ice whole, and cold her body, but it also brought unspeakable soberness. She widened her eyes, gritted her teeth and held the sword, and had no time to search for Bai Zang's place. She just held the moon branch and rushed forward.

This is the intuition that Yuezhi feedbacks to her.

In the vast white light, the moon branches blocked Bai Zang's moving shadow at high speed. The power of authority touched each other. Before the "fate" was woven into a flower, it was cut into pieces by Bai Zang.

Shao Xiaoli waved his sword and spread a silver light. It was the phantom of the dream. Her figure escaped into it and wanted to delay time.

But Bai Zang's sword line always exists, like a piano set up in the sky, the encirclement has long been completed, no matter where she escapes, she will be dead.

The beautiful dream that enveloped Shao Xiaoli was not only shattered, but the fragments of the dream were also contaminated into nightmare. They looked like bats, but instead counterattacked towards Shao Xiaoli.

Shao Xiaoli tried his best to recall all the magic she had learned, but how could the mortal sword technique be able to defeat Bai Zang's magic? Everything she had been easily dismantled. When Bai Zang came like a hurricane, her figure was intercepted and collided again and again, falling toward the bottom that almost turned into a plane.

Bai Zang looked at her from a high place. She had been lonely in the Baiyin Snow Palace for thousands of years, but the sword in her hand had never decayed. She was an ancient demon who broke out from the sea of ​​swords in the Blood Cliff. The battle was originally something engraved in the bones.

"Ye Chan Palace! When will you hide?"

Bai Zang's shouting came deafeningly.

Shao Xiaoli gritted her teeth and felt the pain in her body... She is now very strong, but what she faces is the most peak demon god in the world. This is not a crime of war. She has countless reasons to excuse her, but she cannot convince herself.

There was no response from the master in his mind. The figure with black hair and white clothes seemed to be sleeping on the lake of my heart, becoming more and more illusory.

Shao Xiaoli felt strong uneasy, she tightly held the sword and did not dare to let go.

In her blurry vision, Bai Zang's tiny figure covered the entire sky in her eyes. When Shao Xiaoli fell, Bai Yin's long sword penetrated the sky and smashed towards her body.

Shao Xiaoli bit her tongue and temporarily cut off all kindness and weakness, leaving only anger and evil in her mind. Driven by these emotions, she faced Bai Zang's claws and teeth desperately.

Bai Zang shook his head gently.

If she had said that Shao Xiaoli had some expectations before, then the madman at this moment would be completely fearful.

Although it is called courage when a person burns his life and bursts out his power, this kind of burning is just a meaningless sacrifice.

Shao Xiaoli's red skirt was like fire. In her consciousness, the mental method taught by the master flowed over, like a golden river. In her body, golden light gushed out and turned into a Shura golden body. This Shura golden body is not the same as Ning Changjiu's hideous body. The golden body has no face, wrapping around her like silk, and a long river is on her lower body.

She held the moon branch and slashed towards Bai Zang.

Although Bai Zang was disdainful, a trace of blood was hard to suppress. It had been a long time since there had been no life to challenge her like this.

On both sides of Shao Xiaoli's golden body, dreams and destiny followed closely, just like a gentle wind.

In the fierce counterattack, Shao Xiaoli really suppressed Bai Zang in a short period of time.

Their fighting figures were dotted lines, twisting in various incredible arcs in the sky. The airflow generated by the collision and collision flowed in an absolute and devastating manner. Looking from below, it looked like a pile of crows crossing the sky appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air.

Shao Xiaoli's face was like frost, and the madness in her eyes was squirting hard to suppress. Her Shura golden body kept eroding in the battle and gradually became incomplete. The moves she used were not any of the past, but from distant memories.

Bai Zang looked at her face.

Shao Xiaoli's face is now peerless, and it is incomparable to the little girl three years ago...

The God of Luo is the incarnation of beauty in the legend of the world, and she is the God of Luo itself.

Bai Zang still underestimated her a little. The opponent's violent swordsmanship actually broke through his defense several times. Yuezhi touched her skin and left fine lines on the divine robe.

The suppression of the world of Duanjie City has narrowed their gap. Shao Xiaoli is fighting back desperately, which may also hurt Bai Zang.

Bai Zang was cautious. Although her words were rampant, she actually had no leniency.

She calmly dismantled Shao Xiaoli's swordsmanship, Taoist techniques, authority, collapse and Chen Feng cooperated with it, and seemed to be unfavorable to intercept most of Shao Xiaoli's attacks. They exchanged injuries, but Bai Zang seemed to be suppressed, but in fact he had the upper hand.

The battle lasted half a stick of incense.

The sky collapsed, and the wind of time also turned into a messy airflow.

The two stopped.

Shao Xiaoli's golden body was half-destroyed, and her red clothes were soaked in blood. She wanted to fight again, but the invisible chain had locked her and she could not move.

Bai Zang looked at her and said, "You are really not bad if you can kill Luo River into a blood river."

Luo He... Shao Xiaoli realized that she was telling her past.

Shao Xiaoli coughed a few times, vomited a lot of blood foam, and could not reply.

Bai Zang stretched out his hand and covered the twenty-three wounds on his body.

She looked ahead, but did not look at Shao Xiaoli, but saw through her body and looked at Ye Chan Palace hidden in it.

"Hidding like this is not like you." Bai Zang said: "Because you almost died, are you afraid of death? Or..."

Bai Zang withdrew his gaze and continued, "Or, you still have a hidden means and want to borrow me as a knife to kill Luo Shen, right?"

Shao Xiaoli pursed her red lips tightly.

Bai Zang raised his hand, stroked gently, and said, "I don't understand your emotions, but you actually hate the God of Luo, Xihe, and all of them, right?"

Shao Xiaoli's red lips were cut, and the smell of blood was suffocating, and she vomited blood uncontrollably.

Ye Changong never responded.

Bai Zang said to himself: "Since that's the case, I'll kill her for you."

Bai Zang stretched out his hand and said coldly:

"Dust."

The sword in his hand expanded, turned into pure light, and smashed towards Shao Xiaoli.

...

The eldest sister stood by the lake, holding a whisk in her arms, and dancing in her green skirt. She looked at the Silver Heavenly Lord by the lake.

Her eyebrows were still proud, but her expression was very light.

"Why are you here? Are you afraid of being beaten?" The senior sister twisted the thin handle of the whisk and asked coldly.

Bai Yin Tianjun looked at the slowly stooping figure by the lake, his pace was consistent with her.

He always stared at this quiet shadow, and did not dare to relax at all.

"It was our mistake to underestimate Nuwa's strength before." Bai Yin Tianjun looked a little humble.

The senior sister asked: "Bai Zang has now gone to Duanjie City, and no one can protect you. Are you sure you can stop me?"

The Silver Heavenly Lord said, "I only need to stop you for ten days when I go here for a million miles."

The senior sister narrowed her eyes and her green skirt floated, saying, "It seems you are very confident?"

Baiyin Tianjun smiled in an old-fashioned way and said, "For senior Nuwa, I may be a junior, but there is no Bai Zangnian in this world. The Empress spent her hard work to repair the sky, but she was just making wedding dresses for others."

"Is that..." the eldest sister responded casually.
To be continued...