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Text Chapter 114: Sky-Bearing Sword Dragon, Floating Shadow Ancient Mirror

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    The sword wind was fierce, the residual clouds rolled up, and the dark sky suddenly surged like boiling water, slowly spinning, forming a huge cloud whirlpool, as if the Nine Nether Demon opened its terrifying mouth to devour everything in the world.  .  "Roar!" At this moment, a roar burst out from the swirling clouds, like a dragon roaring into the sky, the air waves were rolling, and the sword wind was mighty. It was as if all the gods and Buddhas in the sky were singing an ancient poem together at this moment!  The void of that place shattered like a lens, and the sharp sword energy overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth, coming in like a tide.  The edge of the cloud swirl is constantly expanding and contracting slightly, and the electric light is moving, like an egg of sword energy that is about to hatch, gestating some ancient and mysterious existence. The majestic power sealed in the long-lasting epic is precisely  Gathering bit by bit!  In the horrified eyes of everyone in the Demon Cult, the deep gasps from another world were getting closer and closer, and became clearer and clearer. Two narrow amber lights appeared in the deepest part of the cloud, revealing a fierce and fierce light, cold and cold.  Looking at the world!  "A real dragon, a real dragon. How can such an ancient being be summoned?" Fairy Sanmiao stood there in a daze, unable to believe her eyes. Her voice trembled slightly, as if she was talking in a dream.  , with fear from the soul, letting the mighty sword wind cut off the long rope that bound her hair, and she suddenly became unknown!  Accompanied by a clear whistle, a winding figure emerged from the clouds. The frost-like sword light condensed in the blood rain. Thick scales like a sword were hung on its body. Each scale was a shining sword.  The sharp sword, even the two dragon horns on the top of the head, are like two divine swords that turn the sky upside down!  It was hanging in the air, with two black wings that covered the sky and sun spread out behind it, and the sword-like bone spurs tore through the air, forming a strange cross shape!  The giant dragon took a deep breath and finally opened its eyes. Its blade-like pale pupils held endless depth and majesty as it stared coldly at the provocative mortal below.  Behind the dragon's head, there is a rotating Tai Chi aperture, looming, and it seems to be trembling in the dragon's power that fills the world!  The Heavenly Sword Dragon!  The unparalleled evil creature summoned by Long Xuan with the "Eight Ominous Thunder Gang Formation" has finally come to dominate the world!  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Lu Xueqi¡¯s long hair was as curled as clouds, flying in the endless hot wind. The sword light on the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand burned like a raging flame, as if it was fused with her soul and blood, bursting out brightly.  The electric light shines on the world!  In front of the burning arrow that condensed into the shape of a golden crow, her figure was as light as duckweed, swaying, thin and weatherproof, but her lips were pursed tightly, and there was a faint trace of redness on her pale face.  The pain in her body was getting deeper and deeper, but she did not flinch. Even though there was fear in her eyes, she was still enthusiastic.  The fire deep in her heart seemed to be burning in her eyes.  This momentary scene seemed like a lifetime had been frozen. The firelight reflected on her face. She held the sword in her right hand and drew a strange pattern in the void with her left hand. It was actually a bright red,  Bloody Tai Chi picture!  The next moment, her delicate body was engulfed by the bright fire like bright sunlight!  When Long Xuan Yu envoy Lingguang Sword Escape arrived, he saw such a sad and beautiful scene.  "No!" Endless self-blame and despair gnawed at his body and mind, hurting his heart and lungs!  The mournful shouts echoed endlessly in his heart.  The light of the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand suddenly turned fierce, changing from green to blood red. The thunderous light traveling around the sword body instantly merged with the blood-colored sword energy, forming a silver sword energy as vast as Qingming!  He raised his sword, and the sharp sword energy slid along the spine of the Dragon-Slaying Sword all the way to the edge like a soldier who had been ordered to assemble!  At the same time, there was a flash of light in his left hand, and the red-white cold light suddenly exploded into a three-foot green edge, which he held in his palm!  He took a deep breath, endless blood, endless sharp sword energy surged and roared, like the screams of countless wronged souls under the Nine Netherworld, rising from the Qingping Sword with endless resentment!  "You all deserve to die!" With two swords in both hands, sword energy soaring into the sky, Long Xuanling stood in the void, his figure held up by the howling sword wind.  His face was neither happy nor sad, and when his eyes opened and closed, two shallow sword shadows, one black and one white, gradually solidified, hiding hatred, ruthlessness and endless bloodthirsty killing!  The Heavenly Sword Lingtian creates a storm of ten thousand sword energy!  The reincarnation of the Earth Sword, the endless annihilation will send you to death!  No matter how he acted, three sword lights, one black, one white, and one blue, appeared out of thin air around him, forming a "Three Talents" formation. They twisted through the air and slowly merged into one in the void, forming a bright sword.  The amber lightsaber crashed into the depths of the endless sea of ??fire.  Time seems to be frozen at this moment, and the sea of ??fire no longer advances half a step forward. In front of the terrifying Taixuan swords, all the power that can be described in words seems too pale, and it seems to be about to burn the world.  Fierce flames, like sudden fireThe space seemed to have lost its temperature and slowly extinguished. The amber sword light continued unabated, twisted in the air, turned into a sword path reaching the sky, and crashed straight into Silent Night!  "Excellent swordsmanship, I was not mistaken. You are indeed qualified to cooperate with me!" Jiye smiled up at the sky, as if he was crazy. He looked at Long Xuan, with a hint of inexplicable fanaticism in his eyes: "You, and I  Cooperate, and I will give you a blessing!" Long Xuan did not answer, his face was as sinking as water, he opened and closed the swords in his hands, and the brilliant sword energy poured out from the void like an unfolding peacock's tail feathers.  In an instant, the dilapidated barbaric palace was filled with the rising and falling light and shadow of stars, like autumn water in the sky, the Milky Way pouring out, Long Xuan's body was surrounded by a spherical sword energy field with a radius of a hundred feet, and the endless power of thunder seemed to turn into  There were ferocious thunder dragons swimming among them.  The eyes opened and closed, revealing an indescribable hatred, as if destroying the world could not reduce their resentment by half - the power of thunder, carrying the wrath of heaven's punishment!  "Hey, the realm of swords, the law of thunder, such a peerless swordsman, no wonder he is so arrogant." In the flickering light, Jingye's face looked a little blurry. He clapped his hands and sighed, and his tone suddenly became desolate: "I  I once swore that I would never use that thing again in this life, but today, in order to convince you, I have to make an exception." As he spoke, the strange bow in his hand disappeared in an instant, and he slowly raised his hands and made a strange gesture.  , the surging waves of Xuanqing Qi rose up from his palm, condensing into a beautifully carved mirror with ancient seal runes faintly engraved on it. The brilliance was flowing, and the simplicity and vicissitudes of life made it look like an ancient thing!  Long Xuan was in the air, his face expressionless, his eyes were dead silent, and he could not see any expression of surprise or astonishment. He just raised his hands slightly, holding his swords in the air, one holding it upright, the other holding it upside down, like a sword ready to be used.  The hairy cheetah!  The next moment, he hummed softly, and both swords came out, crossing and slashing diagonally. The sharp sword light burst out like an angry wave, and the waves crashed on the shore, suddenly breaking through the air, as if to split the void into four pieces, the intersection point was exactly  The silent night with a strange mirror in hand!  "Huh, pearls of rice also emit brilliance? Floating ancient mirror, duh!" A trace of mysterious power surged out with Ji Ye's words, like an unstoppable arrow that left the string, whizzing away in all directions.  The floating ancient mirror slowly rose, turning into a shallow curtain of light, with all kinds of weird and difficult runes looming, facing the sword light that was coming!  Long Xuan took a breath and felt an inexplicable irritability gradually rising in his heart, as if he was feeling a crisis. What incredible power does this ancient mirror in front of him have?  This thought just flashed through his mind, and a trace of alarm flashed through his heart, but then, the grief and surging emotions in his mind actually suppressed his reason.  His vision went black, and an emotionless voice like a bell kept echoing in his mind: "Kill, kill, killkill them all!" He roared like a caged animal, like a  A lone wolf wandering in the Arctic wilderness, going crazy with hunger, the monstrous hatred like the fire of purgatory burning from the bottom of his heart, completely controlling his spirit - "Xue Qi, I will let the entire wilderness be buried with you!"  When his sword power soared, the magic in Ji Ye's hand had also accumulated to its peak. He looked up at the sky, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, making his aloof figure look like a desolate ancient barren mountain!  Wearing a black robe, there was no wind, but the light in his eyes became more and more intense. The violent and murderous demonic aura began to stir in his heart, and the blood of the Lieshan clan was burning in his body!  "The floating shadow, appear!" "The reincarnation of the sword, cut!" Two powerful and solemn voices came out from the mouths of the two hostile parties at the same time. Jiye's eyes were blank, and the ancient floating mirror suddenly rose into the sky, where Jiye was standing.  With the location as the center, ninety-nine and eighty-one dazzling mirrors were transformed, drawing mysterious trajectories in the void, just like a cage of heaven and earth, completely confining the space in this hall, forming a mirror of confusion and disillusionment.  The realm of light, and Silent Night is the master of this realm!  ¡°You¡¯re pretending to be a god and you¡¯re going to die!¡± Long Xuan shouted loudly, proudly but lonely, decisive and unruly. His voice echoed on the dome of the Wilderness Hall, like a ghost who was nostalgic for the human world and unwilling to die.  He raised his sword to the sky and stabbed it boldly. The sword's light was like snow, but it had a hint of desolation.  His eyes and expression were so tired, and this sword seemed to have exhausted all his mental and physical strength!  After a lifetime, reincarnation, how many lovers can be accompanied by the old age?  The next moment, the sword roared into the sky, and the blue sword light rose up from his swords, like pouring rain, scattered in all directions, twisted and rotated, and turned into a huge whirlpool that swallowed the sky and the earth, like the underworld.  The six paths of reincarnation in it are like death and rebirth. Two extremely opposing terrifying forces are generated under his sword, just like the yin and yang fish swimming in Tai Chi, forming two sides of this whirlpool of reincarnation!   The wind and clouds are roaring, the sword energy is flowing horizontally, the heaven and earth are solemn, and the wilderness is vast!  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ The wind dissipates and the clouds disperse, the sword stops and the mirror closes!  The wind blowing from nowhere, blew in through the dilapidated cracks of the Manhuang Palace, swaying, and seemed to bring a few sighs.  Long Xuan's face was as golden as paper, and he could hardly stand still. He was holding two swords in both hands, and the black scarf on his cheeks was completely broken, revealing his young face.  Little bits of blood gradually condensed into beads, clinging to the smooth blades of the swords, trembling slightly, and then quietly slipped off.  Jiye held the floating ancient mirror in her hand, and the black robe on her body was shredded by the endless sword rain, riddled with holes, and turned into fly ash in the fierce sword wind!  His upper body was covered with bloodstains, and there was a faint trace of immortal and violent sword energy. The lavender blood continued to flow downwards along his powerful body, quickly converging into a small river.  "Good means, good means. Your swordsmanship has reached such an incredible level. Very good!" There was no look of fear or disappointment on Jiye's face. On the contrary, he stared at the handsome man in front of him.  The brilliance in the eyes of the black-robed young man with extraordinary grace and sword aura soaring into the sky becomes more and more intense!  On the dome of the Wilderness Hall, on the walls, and on the ground, countless deep or shallow sword marks were crisscrossed and crisscrossed. With a loud bang, the Wilderness Hall collapsed. There were rubbles and broken trees everywhere, and the originally majestic ancient building was in a mess.  , was destroyed due to the battle between two super strong men!  "It's a pity that I can't kill you with my hands. Long is unwilling to do so!" Long Xuan opened his mouth and a large amount of blood spurted out.  He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slowly walked towards Jiye, dragging the two swords. Step by step, the two swords plowed his side, leaving two deep blood marks!  How can you give up once with so much pain in your heart and deep blood feud?  "Wait a minute, what if I tell you, that girl is not dead yet?" Jiye looked at his stubborn figure and couldn't help but sigh softly and said leisurely.  "What did you say?" Long Xuan's body suddenly trembled and he stopped walking. There was an unbelievable look on his face, and there was a hint of ecstasy and anxiety: "You, say it again!" PS  : The second update is on the shelves, please subscribe!  I hope everyone can support "Sword Immortal" more. Every click and every book review is support for Ukiyo. Thank you everyone!
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