Chapter 471: Dragon Abyss flashes with cold light
In the distance, flames shot up into the sky and thunder roared. In Fengdu City, the Black and White Impermanence stood with their hands folded behind their backs. Their expressions were calm as they stared intently.
Is this thousand-year-long farce finally going to come to an end?
Just as the two were watching, a gust of wind blew up. When the wind died down, a figure quietly appeared behind them.
The black and white men did not turn around, but just bowed and did not speak a word. Instead, the visitor brushed his robe and started complaining.
"Tu Bo is such a scoundrel! It's just a game of hand-to-hand, but he's cheating and lying. It's really annoying."
When the dust and fog cleared away, it turned out to be Emperor Ziwei, holding a zither in his hand. Upon closer inspection, it was the zither that Lingxiang had played, "Lying Down and Listening to the Wind and Rain".
It is unknown when it started, but the once serious and majestic Emperor Ziwei suddenly changed his temperament and became a naughty old boy.
Black and White Impermanence seemed not to hear the complaint of Emperor Ziwei, and they were just looking at the thundering clouds in the distance.
"I don't know if the little girl can survive this disaster." Bai Wuchang looked worried.
"Of course I can. I've left this zither with her!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the zither started, and a little baby appeared with his hair combed like two ox horns.
"The Emperor is still going to give me to that little girl?" The little kid said with a bitter face, "Her piano playing is even worse than Chang You from Guishan..."
It turns out that this little kid is Qiuniu, a disciple of Emperor Ziwei, and he has been living in this zither for a thousand years.
Emperor Ziwei smiled and stroked the little girl's head, saying soothingly, "You can continue to train with that little girl for a few more years. I will definitely take you back to Heaven in the future."
The little Qiuniu curled his lips and reluctantly went back into the zither. The Qiuniu on the head of the zither seemed to be pouting with a look of dissatisfaction.
Having said that, Emperor Ziwei couldn't help but look in the same direction, his eyes slightly narrowed: Little boy, it's fate, so you have to be smart and don't miss it!
The direction the three gods were looking at was the Yinxu Temple, where the situation was tense.
Faced with the sudden change, Long Qi did not dare to act rashly. He was not sure how strong the young man in front of him with a sinister look was.
After all, the bodies that were taken over were already so difficult to deal with, let alone the fact that this one was originally his body?
Long Qi hesitated after thinking it over, but the Demon Lord took the initiative, waving his halberd and rushing towards him without warning.
The sudden attack caught Long Qi off guard. He could only raise his sword to block it, but at the moment when the sword and spear collided, he realized that he was too naive.
With a "clang" sound, sparks flew everywhere. In that instant, Long Qi felt a sharp pain in both arms. In the blink of an eye, the fabric of the shoulder sleeves was torn into two pieces, as if they had been cut by scissors.
As the sleeve was torn, the shoulder was suddenly torn open and blood gushed out. The wound was as smooth as the tear in the shoulder cuff.
Such a strong energy!
Not only that, a huge earthquake accompanied by a loud noise occurred at the same time. When everyone was confused, the entire Yinxu Palace tilted.
The Yinxu Palace was cut diagonally in half, and the roof was sliding down along the cut!
Several main beams were misaligned, dust kept falling, and everyone's heart was in their throat.
Fortunately, the remaining beams held up well and the tilting stopped after a while.
It looked like it wouldn't collapse, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Long Qi just felt relieved, but unexpectedly the Demon Lord attacked again, holding up his halberd and coming with a whirlwind of force. Long Qi had no time to dodge and quickly put Long Yuan in front of him.
This time, Bo Yan used less force, and the hall was not damaged again, but Long Qi was still injured.
Having learned from the lesson just now, Long Qi intentionally dodged sideways when he raised his sword, but Bo Yan's moves were too overbearing, and Long Qi's thigh was still affected when he was squatting in a bow stance.
The skin on his legs was torn and the pain forced Long Qi to sink his body. He almost couldn't withstand the long spear of the Demon Lord. Fortunately, the wound was not very deep and did not damage his tendons and veins.
Perhaps the Demon Lord just changed back to his body and hasn't adapted yet.
Long Qi endured the pain, swung his spear with all his might, and then took the opportunity to retreat a few feet.
This little demon lord's moves are strange and unpredictable, so it is most appropriate to attack him from a distance using magic.
Seeing Bo Yan leap up and chase after him, Long Qi hurriedly made a hand gesture and took advantage of the moment when Bo Yan was in the air to send out a fire spell.
The fire was blazing, like a long dragon roaring endlessly, roaring towards Bo Yan.
The fire dragon came with great force, but Bo Yan remained calm. He just waved his spear and broke all the magic.
"A trifle."
Facing Bo Yan's sarcasm, Long Qi grinned. He moved his hands and the scattered flames began to swim like a long snake, changing direction and converging towards Bo Yan.
The fire snakes came from all directions, either converging or circling, as if waiting for an opportunity, and none of them rashly crashed into Bo Yan.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and then suddenly sped up.
The scattered flames suddenly turned into sharp arrows, stabbing towards Boyan like a violent storm.
Bo Yan snorted disdainfully, shook his shoulders and twisted his waist, swung the halberd into pieces in mid-air, and deflected all the fire magic.
However, although the flame was bounced away, it did not dissipate. It just turned and rushed towards Bo Yan again.
Bo Yan frowned, swung his spear, cut a path in front of him, then jumped out, avoiding Long Qi's fire magic.
Where Bo Yan was originally, flames collided with each other, making a roaring sound. After a short while, they gathered together to form a giant dragon again.
The giant dragon roared and chased after Bo Yan. Bo Yan became impatient and turned around and shouted. A stream of air burst out, causing the entire Yinxu Palace to tremble.
The tilted roof of the temple slid down a little more, and dust continued to fall, making a rustling sound that was frightening.
The fire dragon disappeared in the collision of the air flow, leaving only a few remaining flames dissipating half-deadly, as if reluctant to leave, but still unable to change the fate of disappearing.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed, Long Yuan broke out of the fire and rushed straight to the face of the Demon Lord.
Cold light?
Looking at the ancient sword in front of him, a hint of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Demon Lord, and Long Qi, who was flying the sword in the distance, was also confused.
Since taking over Long Yuan, Long Qi had never seen Long Yuan show his edge, but just a moment ago, he actually saw the sword light of Long Yuan.
Long Qi fixed his eyes and continued to move his fingers.
With a powerful enemy ahead, now is not the time to dwell on these trivial details.
But Long Qi forgot Lingxiang's frequent warning: details are often the key to success or failure.
Long Yuan's sword was swift and powerful, aiming straight at Boyan's face. Boyan sneered and swung his halberd, about to sweep Long Yuan aside, but the moment Long Yuan approached, his pupils tightened.
The Demon Lord Boyan actually dodged it!
At that moment, Boyan instinctively sensed a threat of death. The pain between his eyebrows was still there, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
It had been a long time since he had felt this way! The last time he felt threatened was by Ling Xiao, but in the end, he had the upper hand.
Faced with the threat of death, Bo Yan did not panic. Instead, the demon bloodline made him even more excited. He leaned forward and flew towards Long Qi, his eyes full of desire to kill.
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