Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 81
"go!"

Walking up to him, regardless of the objection of 'Ren Pingsheng', Gucheng picked him up, turned around and fled away.

"Heh, in my world, how can I let you escape?"

Hong Chenxue smiled evilly, and flung out her long hair ferociously. The red hair radiated out like silk and satin, sealing the surroundings and winding towards the isolated city. Strange blood streaks spread from the long hair, illusory like a coquettish flame.

Looking into the isolated city, there are fireworks all around the eyelids, and the eyelids are filled with blood red, taking a deep breath, and the mind is silent.

With one foot on the ground, he jumped into the air, and the Jidao sword shot, tearing through the barrier. Taking advantage of the moment when the long hair healed, Gucheng turned around and got out.

"Fairy Disease"

Seeing the current situation, Gucheng no longer cares about his identity, the original story line has completely collapsed, and immediately the unique knowledge belonging to the immortal appeared again.

In a blink of an eye, the isolated city was galloping away, with twelve senses of immortality, and the power of Jizi Jue might not be enough, but in terms of speed alone, it can be called the first.

For a moment, Gucheng seemed to be transformed into wind and thunder. Although he was unwell and not driven by immortal power, the speed of Jizi Jue was still extremely fast.

Behind him, Hong Chenxue had a silent expression, looking at the escaped isolated city with miraculous eyes, like a cat catching a mouse, with her long hair flying, she followed the isolated city closely.

Feeling the sound of the wind behind him, Gucheng looked back, only to see the sky filled with blood, ghosts with long hair hanging around, their expressions changed, and the inner source was full of urging, Gucheng's speed was two points faster.

"who are you?"

Hong Chenxue, who was hugged in Gucheng's arms, frowned and thought, and asked weakly.

He is not her own father, she has been with her since she was a child, she is very familiar with his father's breath, and the way he looked when he broke out just now is something she has never seen from her father.

And at that moment, it seemed too strange, it didn't look like how her father treated her.

There is doubt in the corner of the eye, what is going on?

"I'm a lonely city, don't talk, wait until you escape!"

Feeling the restlessness in his arms, Gucheng explained that he was also a little helpless. How could the situation of persuasion develop to this point?

Ren Pingsheng. Thinking of him, Gucheng became more and more desperate.

Hong Chenxue put two fingers together, her long hair suddenly stopped, and then she saw her stepping on the wind and snow, speeding towards the isolated city at extreme speed.

The long hair wound towards the lonely city at twice the speed as before.

Just in the blink of an eye, the strange red hair seemed to be born with wisdom, and it was circled into a ball, wrapping the lonely city in it, leaving only the side facing the red dust and blood, leaving a gap.

Gu Cheng's pupils constricted, a layer of sweat on his forehead flowed along his temples, and his clothes were already tattered after being dyed just now.

what to do?what to do?Stepped and turned twice in the air, holding Yinghongxue's body tighter, such a change, probably not just the death of this body.

If he really died here, then the main body in the outside world would probably also. He didn't dare to think too much, a stern look flashed in his eyes, as if something had been decided.

"Break the void!"

With a low groan, Gucheng's fingers turned into a transparent color, like the void, slowly blending into the space, pointing forward, and then motivated by will, the Jidao sword flew spontaneously, towards the blood of the world attacking behind him Call to go.

"Want to run?"

Behind him, Hongchenxue saw Gucheng's movements, his expression changed immediately, and his footsteps trampled on the void, approaching at a faster speed than before.

Not only that, the long hair fluttered around towards the lonely city.The scattered hair moved strangely, scattered and gathered from time to time, overflowing mist like a raging flame, spraying the lonely city.

"Hold tight!"

Gu Cheng didn't care about resisting the fog around him, bowed his head to Ying Hongxue in his arms and said, his right hand, which was stagnant in the air just now, tapped forward, forward.

Boo!
The space seemed to be transformed into substance, like a lake, a layer of waves was created, and then a dark crack was opened.

Bursts of pitch-black and deep aura emanated from the black hole, as if tempting people to enter.

Gu Cheng turned around and looked at Hong Chenxue who was chasing after him, frowned, thinking of something, but looked down at the person in his arms, and walked in resolutely.

When entering, the Jidao sword that resisted Hongchenxue turned around and followed into the black hole. Hongchenxue who witnessed all this looked ferocious and gritted his teeth.

The long hair shattered into bits and pieces like pieces of silk and satin. As the long hair shattered, she seemed to break free and arrived at the place where Gucheng was just now.

The black hole is still the same as before, standing in the void, deep and dark, mysterious and unpredictable. For some reason, as soon as the thought of entering arises, Hong Chenxue feels a sense of shock.

After hesitating for a while, he thought about his father's hatred and the true face of Ren Pingsheng that he had just cast his eyes on. He closed his lips, closed his eyes and meditated, and jumped into the black hole.

After the lonely city stepped into the black hole, it was like time had passed. Looking around was like the long river of history. Scenes that had never been seen before, and scenes that seemed familiar, flowed in front of my eyes.

The three suns are in the same sky, suffering and death, the intersection of the three realms, the people howling in pain, fleeing everywhere, even across a long distance, the lonely city can clearly feel the deep despair.

The sword dragon roared, and the five dragons whirled in the sky and danced in the air. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the majestic figure that looked like a troll in the world, looked a bit like Rahu now.

The melodious sound of the zither is a legend from long ago. Yu Qingjue is playing his fairy sound.

As the light and moonlike guzheng song sounded, Gu Cheng bent down and put Ying Hongxue who had fallen into a coma before his eyes, then closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, waiting for the end of the journey.

Quiet and dark, the pictures on the surrounding walls are constantly changing, from the nine-wheeled beacon to the legend of the five dragons, from the destruction of Rahu to the advent of the Emperor Abandoned Heaven, like a historical drama, performed over and over again.

However, Gucheng closed his eyes, with a faded robe draped over his body, the Jidao sword whispered beside him, and the cracks on the dark sword began to repair spontaneously.

Time seems to stand still, it just keeps repeating, the picture has changed thousands of times, and it returns to the beginning, but it is a completely different story.

In the dark passage, Gucheng's body began to change, and the heavy guru demeanor gradually began to dissipate, turning into a Confucian and Taoist appearance, surrounded by immortal energy.

His face was pale, and his ruddy complexion began to fade away, like skin peeling off, layer by layer, from red to yellowish, then white, until completely pale, with no blood left.

With the change of complexion, Gu Cheng's brows could not help but frown, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and the word Sichuan was gathered between his brows.

There was a layer of sweat on the forehead, a thin layer spread out, making the lonely city look a bit lonely and desolate!

(End of this chapter)