Counting up, Liu Qinghuan really came face-to-face with Hongshang only twice, once at the farce concubine ceremony of the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor, but that day he stood with the monks who were congratulating him, and it was normal for Hongshang not to see it. And the other time it was face-to-face, in the old place of the Tainan Immortal Sect in the Sea of Howling Wind, in the big hall where the Tainan Immortal Sword was placed.

It's just that Liu Qinghuan was just a little monk in the foundation building period at that time, how could he be looked at by Hongsheng, so even if he was face-to-face, she didn't recognize him.

For her question, Liu Qinghuan didn't bother to answer, but said lightly: "Don't gossip, let's start." ”

Hongshang didn't get angry but laughed: "Since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you." ”

She pulled out the sword-shaped hairpin from her head and pulled it in her hand, but the hairpin of her palm was stretched into a blood-red spirit sword, and the wind poured from above, with her bright red dress of hunting and flying, it looked flamboyant and amazing.

It's a pity that the look is too cold.

Liu Qinghuan secretly thought, his hand was loosened, and the Tainan Immortal Sword, which had been forcibly suppressed by him, let out a sharp sword roar, and suddenly flew into the air, and the invisible sword intent surged out like a storm in the angry sea.

The sky that was still clear a moment ago was covered with thick clouds, and a little golden light in the middle became brighter and brighter, and a loud click was heard, and a purple thunderbolt that was winding like a dragon tore through the clouds and slammed down!

Hongshang stood in place, and his long eyebrows, which looked a little too heroic among women, became sharp: "I finally refined it into the Shura Blood Sword, but it was destroyed by you!"

She raised her head and snorted coldly, "What if you can attract heavenly thunder? And I can catch it once, and I can catch it again now!"

As he spoke, the sleeves of his robe were raised, and the long sword in his hand turned into a blood-colored dragon and screamed upward, colliding with the purple thunder and lightning that was splitting down, and with an earth-shattering explosion, countless electric lights bloomed like fireworks, falling on the ground and stone pillars, and a wave of violent explosions broke out.

The Tainan Immortal Sword has the pain of being destroyed, if it weren't for Liu Qinghuan, I'm afraid it would never be the true nature of the Immortal Sword. After being suppressed for so long, how could it be done in one fell swoop, so the next purple thunderbolts slashed down one after another, splitting the sky and the earth, and the mountains and rivers changing color!

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, from which it can be seen that the Tainan Immortal Sword did not show all its skills in the past, and because the filth has not been completely removed, the current power is not its real strength.

Hongsheng couldn't maintain her contempt at this time, she was dressed in red as if she had been soaked in blood, she quickly played several spells, and held up a semicircular light mask above her head to resist the frequent falling thunder and lightning.

Liu Qinghuan had a thunderbolt pole magnet on his body, and all the thunderbolts near him automatically turned around and split. As for killing the red dress, in fact, he is not 100% sure in his heart.

He may have the strength to kill the late Yuan Infant stage, but the Great Perfection Monk is stronger than the late Yuan Infant stage, and the red dress is also different from the thunder female cultivator that day, and it is a sword cultivator itself, so it will only be more powerful.

He hasn't forgotten the lonely night battle that year, and he was almost powerless to fight back.

So today, he didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to get out of the way, so he could only do his best.

The fingertips flickered, and several Qiankun fingers flew out, rushing towards the red clothes who were pinned down in place and unable to move.

The other party's eyes suddenly turned to him, and the black qi all over his body surged, twisting into a black chain, which spun into a round shield like a wind wheel, and smashed all the finger lights with a bang.

Liu Qinghuan didn't expect to succeed in one blow, and still pointed out the Qiankun finger again and again, but his divine sense condensed into an invisible long whip and threw it out!

But he didn't expect that the whip of divine consciousness that was invincible in the past finally encountered the iron plate, and he saw that Hongshang just frowned: "I didn't expect you to still cultivate the art of divine consciousness, only you are a mid-stage cultivator, and you delusionally think that your divine sense is stronger than me?

Liu Qinghuan was secretly startled, and while his body retreated, he took out a cloth talisman and slapped it on his body, and several layers of light immediately covered him. The next moment, I felt a slight pain in my brain, and I was in a trance for a moment.

His heart was relieved: Fortunately, it seems that his divine sense and the other party are in the middle of each other, and he is not afraid of being suppressed by the other party.

With a sudden shake of his head, his eyes returned to clarity, and the black chain was close in front of him, and with a sharp wind sound, he drew it to the light mask, and he saw that the light mask was shattered several times in a row, and it was able to block the power of this blow.

Liu Qinghuan released another sword talisman, smashing the black chain that had been drawn again, and turning into a cloud of black gas again and dissipating.

Hongsheng's face was even more indifferent, and the black qi all over his body surged, calling a gorgeous face like a Shura ghost face, and more chains were condensed, opening like tentacles.

She wanted to solve this nameless monk first, but at this time, there was an agitated sword sound in the sky, but it was the Tainan Immortal Sword who saw that the thunder and lightning could not approach Hongsheng's body, and finally couldn't help it, and several golden lights bloomed, and the mighty sword qi was great, tearing apart the thick clouds and dispersing them!

The red robe's complexion changed, and all the chains twisted together like snakes, forming a thick black shield above his head.

In the next moment, the Tainan Immortal Sword slashed down at a speed faster than thunder and lightning!

The black shield resisted a few breaths, and then it shattered, and the brilliant golden light like the abyss and the sea burst out violently, like a sun, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Liu Qinghuan flashed to the side, and when the golden light dispersed a little, he saw that the corners of Hongsheng's mouth were bloodstained, and he tightly covered his injured right shoulder with his left hand, and the red blood soaked his clothes and spilled on the ground.

And the Tainan Immortal Sword was entangled with the blood sword, and between the two attacks, the vertical and horizontal sword qi like a raging wind was so fierce that no one could get close.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed, and he took out the nine-song red dust spectrum and threw it, and as soon as the scroll reached the air, it immediately opened, and the red-clothed female cultivator who couldn't avoid it was involved.

Hongshang raised his head and found that the scenery was completely different, the autumn grass withered poplars, and the yellow ground, which was a very sad scene.

She couldn't help but sneer: "Illusion...... Not true!"

A broken blade of grass fell on her, but silently turned into a small sword, adding another scar to her arm. At this time, a gust of autumn wind blew, blowing grass clippings flying all over the sky, but it turned into a rain of swords, washing in waves.

Hongshang slapped a palm suddenly, and the vigorous true yuan came out of his body, and the sword rain near his body shattered one after another, but he didn't think that those fragments had no news, and they flew up like star sand and made a comeback!

Liu Qinghuan's nine-song red dust score is naturally not as simple as an illusion, and the attacks in it are real. He stood in a hidden place, watching Hongsheng shatter the sword rain while flying away in the Dao realm, looking for a flaw.

He looked up and saw that the Tainan Immortal Sword had already cut the blood sword into two pieces, so he let it guard outside, not letting outsiders approach.

If the Tainan Immortal Sword was the opponent of the red dress, he would not have been caught by the other party back then, so it was still up to him to do it later, and the magic trick in his hand changed, pointing to the sky!

The bleak autumn rain fell slowly, and between the swishing sounds, the fine rain silk weaved a gray curtain between the heaven and the earth, bringing boundless sorrow.

Seeing a trace of confusion flashing in Hongsheng's eyes, he spit out two words lightly, and the Dao realm began to change quietly.

Liu Qinghuan knew that it was impossible for him to win the other party with just an autumn realm, so he simply didn't use the killing move, but just relied on the realm of worry in this realm to lead to the following move.

Hongsheng walked in the rain with a pair of snowy feet, her expression was still indifferent, she had already peeked at a flaw before, and before she could do anything, the flaw disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It's funny, she's going to see what else this thing can do!

Between the sky and the earth, a familiar mountain suddenly appeared in front of her, and after a pause at the feet of the red dress, she saw her own people worshiping her, and congratulated her on her promotion to god.

"It turned out to be a fantasy. She raised the corners of her mouth disdainfully, and walked through the crowd without looking, and before reaching the mountain, she saw a petite figure rush out and pounce at her feet.

Her sister who was in love cried so hard that she cried with pear blossoms and rain: "Sister, please let go of your cousin, he is about to die, why are you so ruthless!"

Hongshang didn't respond to a phantom object, he just glanced at her coldly, and with a turn of his feet, a black spirit sword suddenly appeared in his hand, slashing down at the corner of the mountain wall!

The Senluo City in front of her disappeared, and she suddenly appeared under a long stone staircase, and when she looked up, she saw the Zhaoyang Ghost Emperor standing at the top looking down on her.

And Su Luo appeared again, arguing with a haggard look on his face, and a hateful gaze in his eyes that hated her to death.

The next scene of the illusion, one moment is the seven dukes counting her down with accusations, one moment is the lonely night jumping out to fight her, and the other is the final Xiangxiao Yu after the soul of Su Luo was injured......

It's a pity that none of these can shake her mind in the slightest, but make her laugh even more: "Seven feelings? Hehe, it's really ridiculous! Every Yuanying monk who has experienced the inner demon level has long been despaired, how can he be fascinated by the illusion!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at everything in the Jiuqu Hongchen spectrum expressionlessly, and when he heard this, he said secretly: As long as you are still a human, you can't be truly ruthless, even immortals, you can't do it!

But the next scene still didn't make him expect anything.

When the red dress was torn apart and treated roughly by the Luo Di Ghost Emperor in the illusion, when the female cultivator who was so noble and arrogant was humiliated and served in front of the more powerful male cultivator, the red dress's mood finally began to fluctuate, and a trace of anger finally appeared in his eyes!