The Fu of Killing Immortals Through Time Traveling

Chapter 27 Obsessed with Snow

Xiao Qing stood silently in this white space. He had been working hard for a while. At the beginning, he didn't quite understand the real meaning of staying in this place for half an hour. Arrange according to a series of flaws exposed by Shanbai.

This so-called flaw does not mean that Xiao Qing will be so vigilant and stay away from danger. Xiao Qing, who was born short of others, has been used to using all kinds of reliable and unreliable resources around him since he was a child. The source must be understanding.

He didn't know Yang Zhao well enough.

Xiao Qing's clear black eyes kept staring at the sky, this was an intuitive action.

It wasn't until the time passed and everything around him became muddled that Xiao Qing realized that he couldn't hear anything, couldn't feel anything, and couldn't even be sure if he could really see it.

Illusion is indeed very wonderful.

Xiao Qing stared at the white sky above his head, his eyes flashed, although he had never experienced it, after Zhao Shanbai's teaching, he chewed through and swallowed the records in the books.

He has seen this flaw, but what should he do next?

Xiao Qingcha felt that his eyes were slowly blurring, and auditory hallucinations appeared faintly in his ears, which seemed to be the sound of dripping water drops. The longer the time, the clearer the sound, and gradually Yes, the ticking sound became more mellow, it was flowing water.

In the next second, it seems that it will be flooded.

The feeling of emptiness in his heart was magnified dozens of times in such an empty place. Xiao Qing squinted his eyes, and at some point the sword in his hand was out of its sheath. It easily shattered the vast sky.

Immediately, overwhelming darkness swept over.

But in the darkness, there is a blood-red light. If you look closely, you can see that it is a person dressed in red, male and female, with loose black hair, looking at Xiao Qing's enchanting smile from a distance. His lips are as red as blood, and he purses his lips and chuckles lightly. Said: "What a beautiful man."

After he spoke, Xiao Qing realized that this was an extremely alluring and beautiful man in front of him.

"Ghost." His voice was unwavering, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he could already see the other party's cultivation—the middle stage of the Zifu, the king of Biancheng, he could be considered highly of him.

Xiao Qing turned his head slightly, and glanced at the still black and boundless space from the corner of his eye. It seemed that he couldn't confirm whether he was still in the illusion, or whether he was carrying out the next test.

"Defeat me, or kill me!" The ghost in red smiled, his brows and eyes were like fireworks for a moment, but he suddenly took out a long spear in his hand, and shot instantly, wherever the point of the spear went, the space twisted and stirred, An extremely fierce momentum came overwhelmingly.

It was clearly a ghost and Yin Qi, but Xiao Qing only felt that what was rushing towards his face was more like hot magma.He deflected the stabbing spear with his sword, and leaped into the air as his figure changed. The golden sharpness pierced people's hearts, and his oppressive aura suddenly rose.

The moment the two passed by each other, the spiritual power in Xiao Qing's body surged violently, and once it exploded, a sword carried a roaring and whirling sound of piercing the air, so fast that it pierced the red-clothed ghost's eyebrows in an instant, but within three seconds The place with more than an inch seems to have crashed into the invisible diaphragm, and it can only vibrate non-stop.

It was such a terrifying opponent.

The red-clothed ghost's pupils suddenly constricted, and his figure became unreal. In a few breaths, he retreated more than ten feet away, staring at Xiao Qing closely.

He was wrong, he didn't realize just now that the man in white with a spear in front of him was very calm, his heart was like still water, his gaze was as calm as a deep pool, but those delicate eyebrows and eyes could erupt in an instant Unleash extremely sharp fighting power.

I was really careless just now.

The red-clothed ghost was thinking like this, but his blood-like red lips slightly curled up in a charming arc, and he said: "You are so powerful, and you are still a baby. If you can defeat me, I will let you enjoy it!" The beauty of the spring breeze is a small reward for you."

Xiao Qing didn't speak, but his ears turned red.

But at the next moment, the two bodies swayed almost at the same time, and they turned into shocking lights and rushed towards each other. The sword and the gun kept colliding with each other, and the sound of rapid impact was transmitted one by one.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

Xiao Qing deftly repelled every gunshot of the red-clothed ghost, holding the dazzling sword flower, covering the weaknesses of the red-clothed ghost one by one. Under such high-frequency attacks, it was the red-clothed ghost that gradually took over The upper hand, whether it is the realm or the proficiency of weapons, he is very strong, and he has worked hard for more than 20 years.

This was much better than what Xiao Qing had expected. After all, with such an image of a ghost, he thought that the other party would have some crooked methods.

This is a competition of pure real strength.

Xiao Qing, who went out just to seek such a battle, had frighteningly bright eyes. He changed his sword technique, and the sword light was like silk, rolling over the red-clothed ghost seamlessly. There were countless bloodstains on his body.

Blood splatter.

"That's great!" A strange groan was brewing in the hoarse voice.

The red-clothed ghost stretched out his finger, dipped a drop of his own bright red blood, smiled excitedly, looked at the sword in Xiao Qing's hand, and shouted: "Hit me!" As he said, he threw away his gun.

Xiao Qing raised his sword and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but he was too shocked by the sudden change of scene in front of him.

"What?" Xiao Qing didn't back away, but raised the sword in his hand, frowning and staring at the red-clothed ghost who suddenly became strange.

"I said hit me!" The red-clothed ghost repeated again, he was panting slightly, his voice was full of suppressed abnormal excitement, and even his eyes became clouded.

This kind of scene, another woman, a man can understand, the premise is to ignore the content of his words.

Xiao Qing looked at the ghost in red with a dissatisfied expression on his face, "..." King Bian Cheng's taste is really abnormal.

"I said, either beat me or kill me, or—" He laughed.

Before the laughter was over, the red-clothed ghost had already arrived in front of Xiao Qing, with both hands outstretched, facing the sword's edge, it was very strange, even if he let himself be pierced by the sword fiercely, those eyes The excitement didn't decrease but increased, and her black hair fluttered, which was strangely beautiful.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Qing was so shocked that he almost threw the sword away.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the red-clothed ghost licked his lips, and bit directly at Xiao Qing.

For a split second, Xiao Qing's eyes became clear at this moment, and he subconsciously swung the sword suddenly, a set of flowing water, learned from Zhao Shanbai's swordsmanship, and used it flexibly and without stagnation for the first time.

A ray of sword light cut the world in half, and the ghost in red screamed pitifully, his eyes were blood red, blood splashed, and his body collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holding the sword, Xiao Qing was panting violently. The nearly exhausted spiritual power made him feel a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and pressed his neck in a daze. Although he dodged in time, he was bitten here.

It seemed that some red liquid was poured into it, and it was boiling hot.

What happened just now?Xiao Qing looked at the world that had turned red again, squinted his eyes unable to adapt, glanced at Yang Zhao who was staring at him, and then turned his head to look at King Bian Cheng.

King Bian Cheng also looked at him, with a strange look on his face, "You have won, you have passed both levels." He said, grabbed a nameplate from nowhere and threw it to Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing raised his hand, grabbed the nameplate, and then realized that he looked at King Biancheng delicately.

He didn't look very well, his clothes were torn in several places, there were bite marks on his neck, and his spiritual power was on the verge of exhaustion.

The super good eyesight of the cultivator allowed Zhao Shanbai to have a panoramic view of everything in an instant. He walked over and said without a pause: "Let's go."

Xiao Qing remained silent, but stopped looking at King Bian Cheng, put away the nameplate, and nodded slightly at Zhao Shanbai.

In the dark night, the sky is full of stars like a picture scroll.

As soon as Zhao Shanbai stepped out of the teleportation formation, he felt that his wrist was suddenly tightened, and he was grasped vigorously. He turned his head to look, only to see Xiao Qing with his head slightly lowered and his lips pale, staggering out. One was unsteady and half-kneeled in the river.

Subconsciously grasping the other party, to prevent Xiao Qing from falling into the deep water, Zhao Shanbai's heart tightened. Just now Xiao Qing had been pretending to be innocent in front of King Biancheng, until he left the underworld, and suddenly became like this.

Although nervous, Zhao Shanbai still felt warm in his heart. He knew that it was because Xiao Qing had initial trust in him, so he didn't hide it.

"This is a elixir to replenish spiritual power." Zhao Shanbai's voice softened instinctively to Xiao Qing who was bowing his head and saying nothing.

Xiao Qing raised his head slightly, and met a pair of eyes as deep as a pool of water. With a slumped face, he seemed to be in a bad condition. He pursed his lips, and reached out to take away only a bright white pill that glowed with aura from Zhao Shanbai's palm. medicine, put it in his lips and swallowed.

Zhao Shanbai didn't say anything, and put away the rest of the elixir. Although he could see Xiao Qing's state in the illusion, he didn't know what happened to him. At this time, he could only stare at Xiao Qing's recovery. force.

The elixir given by Zhao Shanbai was good, Xiao Qing already felt that half of his spiritual power had recovered, so he wanted to stand up.

And in such a daze, until Xiao Qing tried to stand up feebly, when strength came, Zhao Shanbai suddenly realized that the skin of the other party's skin was as hot as fire with his tightly clenched hands.

He is having a fever!

Zhao Shanbai's face changed slightly, one hand let Xiao Qing clenched tightly, the other hand hugged Xiao Qing with one hand, flew up to the shore, jumped to a boulder and stopped, put Xiao Qing down, and grabbed Xiao Qing with one hand. To live in Xiao Qing's gate of life, to inject spiritual power is to investigate his situation.

It is very uncomfortable to have spiritual power that does not belong to you in your body.

Xiao Qing frowned, resisting the discomfort, and concentrated on resisting this feeling, he didn't realize that his body was getting hotter and hotter, his panting was short, and his face was flushed, and his narrow eyes even lost their focus.

There were bursts of blackening, and the burning sensation on the skin seemed to be bitten by something. The itching and tingling bothered Xiao Qing for a while, but he felt that the cold snow-like breath next to him was like a life-saving medicine. past.

The next moment, Zhao Shanbai, who was still immersed in the other party's meridians, suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and was pressed hard by someone, his lips were blocked, a tongue that did not belong to him directly pushed into the slightly closed lips, and he couldn't help but feel the heat. The blazing fiercely wraps around the softest part of the other party, making unskilled demands.

What Xiao Qing asked for was cold snow.

Little did he know that what was wrapped in the snow was a mass of devouring flames!

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