Chapter 80: Refusing to Give Up Zhong Liu couldn't understand those formations, they were so complicated...
Zhong Liu couldn't understand the formations, the complicated and irregular lines were messy and disorganized.
...In her eyes, it was no different from ghost paintings.
Jin Aqing didn't have much time to chat with her, so he temporarily entrusted her to a friend and left.
The cat was put down together.
This was the first time that Zhong Liu discovered that he could sleepwalk. It seemed that he had killed many shadow monsters along the way. His body was covered in blood, but it was not his own blood.
After all, she had caused trouble for others, so she was too embarrassed to continue following. She rubbed her face with the stream and then looked towards the horizon.
"What are you going to do, little sister?"
Senior Sister Jin's friend was not good at formations either. The formation master was writing furiously on the side, and this friend was just acting as a guard.
After all, there are too few formation masters. Even if something happens to just one of them, there will inevitably be a vacancy in the formation.
The guard said, "She's going to attract attention and buy time for the formation."
Two idle people and a idle cat squatted by the river, looking up at the sky together.
That bird thing that only knows how to fly and cackle and rain fire.
And the young swordsman who jumped up from the eaves in the distance.
The stone sword did not reflect any light. In the rain of fire, the swordsman's eyes did not blink for a moment, biting his prey.
Fire flashed in her eyes.
One sword.
Different from the majestic sword moves that you are more familiar with in the past, the trajectory of this sword is extremely unpredictable. You think the sword move is still far away, but in the next moment it has rushed to your front.
It was almost at its peak, and the killing intent had also reached its peak.
Zhong Liu sighed. Even the sword energy that was purely for killing looked very beautiful, so beautiful that it took one's breath away.
I don’t know when she will be able to learn a few tricks so that she can go out into the world.
The black cat squatted on the side, and I don’t know if this animal can understand the battle.
Zhong Liu stretched out his hand to touch the kitten's head, but found nothing.
Zhong Liu: “……?”
Something's wrong, didn't the cat just flash away? Did it teleport away?
Zhong Liu had no recollection of the cat, except that she vaguely remembered that it had followed her.
Now the look from the other party made her doubt herself again.
She doesn't look like an ordinary kitten at all...so why do I need to follow her?
It was even more speechless. It was clearly a part of Zhong's own soul that was cut off, but even the memories were out of sync.
Apart from sharing a body, Zhong Liu, whose memory has been sealed, seems to have nothing to do with Zhong, either in personality or consciousness.
it's useless.
Zhong thought that a different her might react differently, and then from countless impossibilities, she would come up with the only ending that she still expected.
What she and Zhong Liu couldn't do.
In the distance, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and in the sea of fire that turned the night into day, it was actually two points brighter than these flames.
Jin Aqing did not confront the Half-Golden Crow head-on. Instead, he relied on the human race's size advantage and high mobility to move around and try to cause trouble for the opponent.
Even if it is just an ant in the eyes of Banjinwu, it is an ant that must be paid special attention to, otherwise it will be scratched on its wings.
Such a fierce sword intent... Zhong couldn't understand it any more.
——You clearly have realized it, why don’t you give up?
Zhong Liu stared at the sky without blinking, the sword light reflected in his irises.
It seemed as if a long time ago, there should have been a similarly stunning sword light, carrying a power that could transcend time, leaving a fleeting glimpse on her soul.
If it squinted its eyes casually, it would be difficult for it to understand this strange emotion of human beings. Just because of regret and pain, they were willing to pay the price of their souls?
It changed its mind and thought, fortunately Zhong could still give her a soul, otherwise after this time, she would not even be able to maintain a complete soul and would have to face the fate coming back thousands of times.
——Jin Aqing is destined to become a ladder to the sky.
Jin Aqing is actually part of the Way of Heaven.
She never hides her sword intentions, but declares them to the world directly.
The guards were also watching the battle, and few sword practitioners could look away.
But after all, he still had his duties to fulfill, and the guard had no intention of watching any longer.
The formation master wiped his forehead and said, "It's almost there."
On the ground, the scribbles that Zhong Liu couldn't understand at all were finally about to be completed.
The guard nodded and said, "I'll be going then. Take care."
She had to go and help Jin Aqing to raid the battlefield, otherwise her spiritual power was limited, and even with the blessing of her heavenly spiritual roots, she would still be unable to hold on alone.
After all, it is a mythical beast that only appears in legends. Even if it is a demigod beast, it should not be something that first or second graders can handle.
But up to now, no one has given up.
There is no way to escape, and even if you escape, do you want to leave so many mortal residents here?
So we cannot retreat. Either we die here in battle, or we let the Half-Golden Crow perish here.
The disciples of Qingyun Sect, who did not know that the Half-Golden Crow would be reborn in the fog, were still optimistic.
When the formation that was powerful enough to encircle Half-Golden Crow was formed, the sect disciples gathered together with great tacit understanding.
The sword formation begins.
Jin Aqing remains as determined as ever, his sword heart awe-inspiring.
In the Dragon Gate, several corners lit up with golden light, and invisible chains rushed out and headed straight for the sky.
Even the demigod beast was frozen for a moment.
The black cat flicked its tail, and its pupils lit up briefly.
If it is not controlled, the struggling speed of that stupid bird that only grows in size but not in brains will be beyond imagination.
In the inexplicable pause of Banjinwu.
Jin Aqing drew his sword.
It just happened to sink into the bird demon's huge eye, and the eyeball did not move.
It reflects the sword cultivator's indomitable momentum and the decaying Dragon Gate in the sea of fire.
Jin Aqing rotated the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the bird's eyeball shattered instantly.
Before the turbid blood flowed down, sparkling starlight rushed out from Banjinwu's body and rushed towards Jin Aqing.
Jin Aqing was well prepared. He watched the stars falling like shooting stars without blinking.
It fell right between her eyebrows.
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This time it’s… another Ah Qing’s perspective.
While observing the world from another person's perspective, Jin Aqing gave this person a name.
Ah Qing No. 3.
Ah Qing No. 3 was in a very bad state. Without the support of his natal sword, it was quite difficult for him to fight.
The shortcomings of the standard sword were exposed, but she had no way to replace it.
For some unknown reason, the formation aroused the anger of Half-Golden Crow. He let out a fierce roar towards the sky, and the chains broke into pieces.
Amidst the stream of spiritual energy emanating from the sky, Banjinwu's eyeballs slid down and just happened to meet Ah Qing No. 3's gaze.
later……
Later, the perspective was dizzying, and Jin Aqing could barely hear someone crying and the heavy breathing of Aqing No. 3.
When the situation was finally hopeless, Ah Qing No. 3 released the flames.
The flames were actually able to incinerate the Half-Golden Crow, the legendary beast that wielded the fire of the sun. As for the lesser-known ghosts, they were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
But at the same time, it also took away everything from Longmen.
Although the monster died, Longmen was reduced to ruins.
The mist dissipated.
The final scene was frozen in the collapsing world, with Ah Qing No. 3 lying on the ground with his head tilted to the side.
The scorched earth on the left side was filled with the smell of gunpowder, while there was no more rain of fire falling from the right side of the sky. A crescent moon could be vaguely seen in the clear sky.
Then, a glimmer of light before dawn shone upon her.
Jin Aqing thought, but Aqing No. 3 was already dead.
*
This time I pinched a skull, and the hand bones I pinched last time supported the skull steadily.
Li'an slowly ground the lightweight clay; she was always patient with these things.
She slowly pinched out the thin layer on the outside of the skull.
After finishing it, she held it up and looked at it in the moonlight for a while, making sure there was no problem before sticking it on the mural.
The crescent moon was cold and desolate, the Milky Way was flowing endlessly in the sky, and the moonlight fell on the earth, piercing straight through the gaps in the skull.
When things have reached a point of no return, it is not a bad idea to take some extreme measures, at least to avoid further casualties in the future.
But at least for now, it's hard to say that it's a better choice.
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No matter what, Ah Qing No. 3 still killed people, including cultivators and a large number of mortals.
Even though we know intellectually that these people cannot escape, it is still difficult to accept emotionally.
I don't have the habit of being a psychological counselor for others, but out of some curiosity about the way of heaven, I still said: "If you don't do this, have you thought about the consequences?"
Of course I have thought about it. Apparently, Aqing No. 3 and Jin Aqing have the same train of thought in this regard.
If the flames are not released, the Half-Golden Crow will escape, the fog will continue to expand, and more people will be burned to death.
Even if she didn't understand, she had thought about these things, so why could she still be so hard on herself?
The black cat, who never bothered about such things, was greatly shocked. He felt that even if it was part of the way of heaven, the thinking was indeed so strange that it was incomprehensible.
Jin Aqing silently sheathed the sword, and the pendant swayed gently on the hilt.
Although Zhong Liu didn't quite understand why the junior sister was so sad, she subconsciously thought that she was sad for her deceased companion.
After all, he was also a disciple of Qingyun Sect. It was just that Zhong Liu himself had no sense of belonging, so his sadness was vague and not too painful.
But anyway, the battle is over.
Zhong Liu breathed a sigh of relief. He had been holding on to this breath for the entire night thanks to his willpower. Now that he relaxed, he instantly felt a little weak and numb.
Sleepwalking consumed a lot of energy. At this moment, I only felt sore in my waist and back, as if I had run two hundred miles with a heavy load all night.
Zhong Liu fell on his back on the haystack.
There was blood, but she didn't bother to care too much. After all, she had been running around in her pajamas all night, and this little bit of blood couldn't make her look much more miserable.
Jin Aqing walked over slowly and first felt her carotid artery.
Very healthy, jumping with vitality.
Other disciples of Qingyun Sect who were lightly injured or even uninjured were running around, treating injuries, putting out fires, and sending messages to the outside world to notify the sect to come to Wofenggang as soon as possible.
For some reason, after the battle, as the mist dissipated, the sound transmission jade talisman became effective again.
Jin Aqing was actually very exhausted, but her expression was as calm as ever, so no one thought she was very tired.
Fatigue surged over her like a tide. If she hadn't insisted on not losing consciousness in such a place, she would probably have fallen asleep while standing.
Even so, it was difficult for Jin Aqing to continue standing.
She slowly sat down next to Zhong Liu, and unlike Zhong Liu, she did not stretch out her limbs in an untidy manner. Instead, she sat cross-legged, leaning against the haystack.
Zhong Liu moved his head and saw the hilt of the sword of the junior sister out of the corner of his eye.
She turned sideways and could see more clearly.
The fire being extinguished by the Qingyun Sect disciples not far away gradually dimmed, but the moonlight never disappeared, quietly falling through the hollow part of the pendant.
The black flames burned silently.
She suddenly became curious: "Junior Sister, where did this pendant come from?" It was obvious that Jin Aqing was not someone who had the leisure to buy a pendant to tie on the hilt of her sword.
Jin Aqing was stunned for a moment and just shook his head.
"I don't know either. It's been with me ever since I can remember."
Zhong Liu thought about it and thought that it might be something from his biological parents. It was said that Senior Sister Jin was an orphan.
She felt a little emotional.
He casually lay on top of the haystack and rolled his eyes.
Some people can become the masters of the world by seizing the loopholes in time, while others can seize the loopholes in time but only plan to give others a pendant.
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