Chapter 361: Douyue
The moon plucker is a young man's appearance, wearing a silver robe, embroidered with patterns from the waning moon to the full moon, showing the change of cloudy and sunny incomplete, he looks calm, and lightly evaluates Qingzhou and others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Qian Shang, you and I have been friends for many years, why didn't I see it, you are wearing a human skin, but you have the heart of a wolf dog, and you actually colluded with the moon picker and others to chase and kill me, I'm bah!"
Xichengzi was furious when he saw the money merchant, this time he was hunted down and killed, it was because of the betrayal of the money merchant, and the most hated was this villain who forgot his righteousness.
"Xichengzi, you are too rigid, Qingzhu Dojo has been in decline for a long time, even if there are spiritual things produced, you will definitely not be able to make the business bigger, and it is completely tyrannical in your hands, so it is better to leave it to me. ā
"Don't talk nonsense. ā
Picking the moon hand stopped the money merchant, in his opinion, Xichengzi was trapped in March and his vitality was not a big worry, his junior brother Qingzhou was in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and he could clean it up by sending a subordinate casually, and it was redundant to have a war of words with them.
"Xichengzi, you have fallen into my eldest brother's virtual and real phases, if you have no strength, you can't exert three percent of your strength, you are far from my opponent, it's better to surrender, don't bother your junior brother, he is still young. ā
Hearing the words of the Moon Picker, Xi Chengzi held back a laugh, if it was before today, he would have the same opinion of Qingzhou as the Moon Picker, but seeing Qingzhou's performance in the Broken Star Group, it was determined that this eighth junior brother pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and his strength far surpassed that of all the junior brothers, and he was second only to Su Wumian in the Qingzhu Dojo.
Seeing that Xichengzi smiled and didn't speak, the fire in the palm of the moon picking hand rose, and his tone was angry, "Since you refuse to surrender, I will give you a bitter taste." ā
A hazy moonlight appeared around the moon-picking hand, and several rounds of bright moon rose from his side, the light was as clear as water, and the place where it was illuminated seemed to be coated with a layer of silver frost, and the cold seemed to be out of the world.
"Eighth Senior Brother, the moon-picking hand is poisonous, the power of the moonlight is unguardable, you have to be careful. Xichengzi reminded.
Qing Zhou nodded, the power of the moonlight came from the Bright Dao, and the Bright Sword Dao he cultivated was a combination of the Bright Dao and the Sword Dao, the two were somewhat similar, and this battle could play a role in touching the bypass.
With the shaking of the wrist of the moon-picking hand, several rounds of bright moons flew out, some in an arc, some shot directly, and some fell from the sky, but without exception, they all carried the power of moonlight that entered through no hole.
When Ilha Verde was in the small world, he once faced off against the moon god, and this innate god mastered the power of the moon god, and there was an artifact like the moon god crossbow, which could shoot through the sun, which was extremely terrifying.
Ilha was shot through by the bow of the moon god's crossbow and invaded by the power of the moon god, this feminine power was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it took Ilha a lot of effort to completely remove it, leaving a great impression on Ilhade.
The moon-picking hand made Qingzhou feel a little familiar, and the power of the moon god was different, the bright moon of the moon-picking hand was a little cold in addition to feminine, and the walking void left a large piece of silver frost.
Before the bright moon came to the body, Qingzhou's body was covered with a thick layer of silver frost, like a hard armor, the cold continued to penetrate into the body, and the power of the spirit was frozen and slowly stagnated.
"Compared to the frozen avenue, this cold is not enough. ā
Qingzhou's body trembled slightly, the silver frost on the surface of his body shook off, and he looked up at the bright moon in all directions, holding a thin needle-sized sun needle between his fingers.
In a breath of time, Qingzhou had already stabbed out tens of thousands of swords, and the sword light surrounded Qingzhou's side, forming a huge ball of light, attacking the bright moon beside Qingzhou and sinking deep inside the ball of light.
Inside the ball of light, countless sword lights continued to collide with Mingyue, and Qingzhou instantly created a situation of more attacks and fewer blows, even if Mingyue was a monk in the late stage of the Transformation of the Gods, but under the continuous sword light attacks, it would be shattered in the end.
Under the attack of the storm, the bright moon burst open violently, not being scattered by the sword light, but spontaneously scattered into countless points of light, dodging the dense bombardment of the sword light like rain, and flying away into the ball of light.
"Light can gather and disperse, as big as the sun and the moon in the sky, can shine in all worlds, as small as a spark candlelight, can be eternal and bright, this is the light, do not give up because of the strength of the force, nor lose self because of strength. ā
At this moment, Qingzhou saw the change of the bright moon in the moon picker, and had a new understanding of the meaning of light, and the attainment of the light sword path reached a higher level.
The huge ball of light is composed of countless sword lights, it looks like a huge ball of thorns, there are a large number of gaps inside, the bright moon is scattered into points of light, slowly walking along the gaps, and penetrating the ball of light in the blink of an eye.
Beyond the ball of light, the points of light reformed into several rounds of bright moons, and continued to fly towards Qingzhou's side, with a threatening cold in the depths of the soul.
"Behold my light as a sword. ā
Ilzhou realized the truth of gathering and scattering freely, and manipulated it to be applied far away on the ball of light, and countless lightsabers suddenly disintegrated, and then converged into a mist formed by shimmering light particles.
This light and mist drifted freely, and in the blink of an eye, it passed by the bright moon, and then like a piece of splendor, it instantly enveloped several rounds of bright moon.
Inside the light mist, the bright moon seems to have been destroyed by time, and it has begun to decay and decay, as if there are invisible small insects constantly gnawing, and the original bright moon ring begins to cripple from the edge.
If you magnify the field of vision ten million times, you will see the shimmering particles that make up the light mist, like a well-trained ant, constantly hitting the bright moon, and walking like a flying sword.
Qingzhou gathered and dispersed from the bright moon, and the truth he realized was integrated into the Bright Sword Dao, and the shimmering particles turned into hundreds of millions, and the hundreds of millions of flying swords in the light mist continued to impact, eating up the bright moon.
After a while, the bright moon dissipated one after another, and the light mist still did not dissipate, staying in front of Qingzhou, it seemed to be mist, but in fact it was countless subtle sword formations.
The Moon Picking Hand raised his arm flat, and the palm of his hand suspended a round of discs, as if it was a magic weapon made in the shape of a full moon, and the power of the spirit slowly flowed inside, pouring out a large area of condensed light like a needle.
"The bright moon is geometric, and the blue sky is vast. ā
The moon wheel slowly advanced, layers of light waves appeared in the void, and a soft and cold aura permeated the surroundings, and the passing gravel was hit, and a dense cavity like a honeycomb suddenly appeared, and then it was frozen to pieces by the severe cold.
The sun needle flashed, and suddenly burst into countless points of light, wrapped in the previous light mist, spread out so that the edge could not be seen, and countless eye-catching shimmer particles flew inside like a sword, falling from the sky to envelop the moon wheel.
"The clouds and sunny days are lacking, and there are already ancient times. ā
The moon wheel was attacked by countless tiny particles, buzzing and vibrating, and suddenly began to change, as if it had been bitten by a transparent tengu, and suddenly turned into the waning moon at the beginning of the month.
Turned into the magic weapon of the waning moon, the surrounding aura changed, and the moonlight, which was originally biased towards softness, became fierce and slaughtering, and the light was condensed and pure, no less than the flying sword magic knife, and the shimmering particles rushed to kill.
In the void, a scene more brilliant than fireworks suddenly erupted, and there were large bursts of light on both sides, moonlight and shimmer particles fighting, and a large number of them died at every moment, and at the end of the scene a gorgeous scene was emitted.
Suddenly, the waning moon changes again, slowly recovering to perfection, and finally becomes a full moon state, and the moon ring, which is at its peak at the moment, emits an extreme light.
It was a kind of light that could not be expressed in words, soft to the extreme, yet fierce to the extreme, cold and frozen to the heart, but with a warm breath of everything. (To be continued.) )