After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn - Chapter 170

Xie Chunqiu raised his true spirit and deliberately led the demon soldier far away, and the weeds quickly passed by.

The blood had already dried up. In order to distract the magic soldier, she made several wounds on her arm, the long sleeves were soaked with blood.

Not quite right.

The group of monsters stopped, after sniffing, changed directions and stopped chasing her.

Xie Chunqiu got free time, looked in the direction where the monsters were rushing, and suddenly realized something, his pupils tightened—there was Qianhan Palace!

The Qianhan Palace that had not had time to evacuate, in the eyes of the monsters, is undoubtedly a gluttonous meal.

“It’s awful.” Xie Chunqiu had no time to bandage the wound, forcibly driven Zhen Qi, the sword rose, like a meteor flying across the sky, and flew to the Qianhan Palace.

Looking down from a high altitude, I could see the vast array of magic soldiers. Xie Chunqiu was even more anxious, as a brilliant light broke through the dark sky.

Shen Zhishui glanced up.

Dongting smiled and said, “Which little bird is going to report, Chang Ling, go up and get her down.”

Chang Ling opened his bat wings, rode up on the clouds, and followed Xie Chunqiu.

In his opinion, this little monk is nothing more than a stuffed dish.

Shen Zhishui stared at the fleeting black robe and red patterned clothes, the color of confusion in his eyes became thicker.

When Dongting pulled the horse’s rein, the bone horse screamed and hissed loudly, “Keep on marching. When you reach the Qianhan Palace, you will be able to have a full meal.”

The monsters smelled a delicious monk, and they screamed strangely, their voices were hoarse and unpleasant.

Qianhan Palace?

One’s own sword shouldn’t be facing Qianhan Palace.

Shen Zhishui faintly thought this way, and in the vague memory, a young girl’s voice was as crisp as a silver bell—there was a beautiful place with hundreds of flowers in full bloom.

It shouldn’t be like this.

Shen Zhishui swept over, and the monsters looked hideous and suppressed for a long time. Once released, they were all fierce. It can be foreseen what will happen if they go to the Qianhan Palace. She frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Dongting was anxious to win the mirror of reincarnation, “Beichen, go!”

Shen Zhishui did not move, “Where is the king?”

Dongting curled his lips and thought, could it be that the father and daughter are connected, even if the memory is erased, this person will also remember Liu and look around, “Don’t worry, the king is supernatural and there will be nothing wrong.”

Shen Zhishui squeezed the reins tightly, “Wang Ling hasn’t reached him, so he can’t move rashly.”

Dongting squinted, “Are you going to resist orders?”

Shen Zhishui didn’t say a word, as he let out a raging demon energy, shocking the demons.

Dongting said in his heart, there was a traitor between us. She raised her hand, and the blue chain on her wrist was lingering, reflecting the bright light. In addition to fate and emperor inheritance, the same fate chain has other functions.

Shen Zhishui only persisted for a moment, and his eyes became blurred again.

“Go to Qianhan Palace,” Dongting thought of something and laughed, “You lead the team and destroy them.”

Shen Zhishui: “Yes.”

In the gloomy sky, Chang Ling opened his huge bat wings and flew in the wind, soon to catch the monk in front of him.

Xie Chunqiu looked back, gritted his teeth, and pulled out the long sword at his waist, deliberately slowing down. When Chang Ling was about to catch up, she turned around and made a longitudinal leap, clenching the hilt with both hands, and striding across the bat wings forcefully.

It is a pity that the great demon is born with steel and iron bones, and has a demon energy to protect her body, and the weapon in her hand is not like a magic weapon like a cloud.

With a “chuckle”, the monster was unscathed, but the long sword in her hand was broken in two.

Chang Ling grinned and spouted a breath of magic.

The magic of turning over the river and the sea came, Xie Chunqiu looked pale, swallowed a mouthful of blood, burned the golden core, and used this force to escape to the Qianhan Palace.

I saw a meteor-like light flashing across, and the monk rushed into the dark clouds and disappeared.

Chang Ling flapped his wings and flew to the ground, hanging in the air, marching with the army.

Dongting: “Resolved?”

Chang Ling shook his head, “Run away.”

Dongting’s voice rose unconsciously, “It’s gone? Did you let a Golden Core monk run away?”

Chang Ling smiled, “Don’t push too hard, if she explodes the golden core, the meat will not taste good.”

Dongting’s heart was stagnant, “She ran like this and will report to Qianhan Palace.”

Chang Ling disagrees, “What the urgency, what Qianhan Palace, are not all the turtles in our urn. Dongting, how did you become such a mother-in-law?”

Dongting sighed, “The Jian Yunsha cultivation base is close to the god, but I left the Qianhan Palace a few months ago. I specially picked this time and hit them by surprise. If I let them contact Jian Yunsha, I’m afraid it will change again. .”

Chang Ling sneered, “It’s just a consummate monk with Yuan Ying.”

Dongting asked: “The monk who just sparred with you was only in the early Yuan Ying stage. You were in the four stages of transforming gods. Have you ever fought?”

Chang Ling was silent for a while, “She is indeed extraordinary, but if you give me a little more time, I will definitely be able to kill her!”

Dongting remembered that in the East China Sea battle, he almost died under the sword of Huaibai, a chill rose in his heart, and looked back at the land of the devil, “Why haven’t they returned yet, can they not kill even a Nascent Soul monk?”

At that time, seeing that Huaibo was already at the end of the battle, she was relieved to leave, but the two demon generals did not return, does it mean something happened.

Chang Ling said with dissatisfaction: “Dongting, how do you become looking forward and backward when you do things? Has the world not only worn away your cultivation skills, but also wiped out your vigor at the same time?”

Dongting just smiled, “I am Shui Ling, what is the spirit of Shui Ling?”

Chang Ling: “You have changed, you weren’t like this before.”

Dongting said: “You have also changed.” With both legs clamped, the bone horse speeded up and stepped across the wilderness.

The long wind howled, the weeds ran into the sky, very desolate and lonely.

But near the Qianhan Palace, a sea of ​​bright flowers across the mountains and plains suddenly came into view. Many young girls folded flowers in the sea of ​​flowers, playing and making trouble, and people were more charming than Hua Jiao.

“Little Palace Master, why are we in a hurry to go to Buddha’s Land?” A disciple plucked a forsythia and asked with a smile.

Yu Chisu shook his head, “It is Dao Zun’s order.”

Another girl stomped her feet, her face was sweating, she was cute and cute, “Why do you want to listen to him?”

Yu Chi was silent, looking at the gloomy sky with a solemn expression.

The girl asked, “Little Palace Master, since you came back from Gushan, you have rarely laughed. Why? Does Gushan make you unhappy?”

Yu Chisu twitched the corner of his mouth, “Nothing, Gushan, I can’t really like it.”

The huge palace, with many pavilions, is hidden in the maze of hundreds of flowers.

The wind rolled up the petals, blowing a sweet fragrance.

Yu Chisu recalled what Ning Xiao told her when she said goodbye to Gushan-Wan Mo was about to be born. By that time, with her meager power, could she protect the lives of Qianhan Palace and these disciples?

There is still some time before the birth of the ten thousand demons, why is there unreasonable anxiety in my heart?

A black shadow fell from the sky, fell into the sea of ​​flowers, and a few butterflies flew up.

Yu Chisu walked over quickly, and when he saw the person’s face clearly, his heart was shocked and painful, “Chunqiu, what’s wrong with you?”

Xie Chunqiu’s face was like gold paper, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth as he breathed, he half-closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Yu Chisu hurriedly hugged Xie Chunqiu and input spiritual energy to her to heal her injuries.

She didn’t understand where the strong smell of blood came from until she touched the black clothes. The black clothes were soaked with blood.

Xie Chunqiu managed to recover, and took her hand, “Where is the palace cutter?”

Yu Chisu choked, his eyes were red, “Who hurt you?”

Xie Chunqiu was anxious, “Hurry up and call the palace master!”

Yu Chisu wiped away his tears, “My aunt has retired, and I don’t know where she is now.”

Xie Chunqiu opened his eyes, “I’ll take you out of here.” When she heard the crisp voices of the young girls behind, she suddenly understood, just as she would not leave Luoshui in times of crisis, Yu Chisu would not be at this time. Give up Qianhan Palace.

“Chunqiu, do you hurt?”

Xie Chunqiu sighed in his heart and raised his hand to wipe her tears, “It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt. Can you contact the palace cutter?” She pulled the rest of the feet away and whispered in her ear: “The devil has been born. We are heading in the direction of Qianhan Palace, time is running out.”

The blood on Yu Chisu’s face suddenly faded, and after a while, with a steady voice, she told the disciples to open the defensive circle. After a few instructions, she flew into the palace holding Xie Chunqiu and placed it on her own.

“You are seriously injured. Don’t hold on. I will contact my aunt and come back to see you.”

Xie Chunqiu touched the back of her hand with a gentle voice, “Okay.”

Yu Chisu lowered her head and kissed her cold forehead.

Xie Chunqiu took the girl’s frail shoulder, “Don’t be afraid.”

“I’m not afraid of you.” Yu Chisu stood up, pursed the corners of his mouth, looked at his lover’s haggard face, and his eyes turned red again. She raised her head, holding back the tears in her eyes, her fragile expression was fleeting, “Then I will go first.”

Xie Chunqiu nodded, and when she heard her footsteps drift away, she suddenly called out: “Chisu.”

Yu Chisu looked back, “What’s the matter?”

Xie Chunqiu said: “Ji Shu met Immortal Chang Huaibo and Peiyu in the land of every devil, and they are still there, don’t worry.”

Yu Chisu’s eyes were still filled with tears, but he smiled slightly, “I am not worried because you are there.”

Outside the gleaming enchantment, a black lacquer, densely packed monsters attacked the enchantment one after another, the great demon hung in the clouds with a smile on his face.

Yu Chisu raised his head and stared at them without the slightest timidity.

She took a step outside, and the cold wind filled her robe in an instant, and her footsteps paused. Then, step by step, she walked out of the room slowly.

The building will be overwhelming, and everyone has to shoulder their own mission.

One cannot grow up in life, and cruel destiny will always force people to grow up.

“Little Palace Master!” The disciples paled and looked at her in fear.

Fortunately, the deployment was timely, and there were no casualties yet, but if the barrier was breached, everyone would die.

Yu Chisu stood on a high place, calmly, the people in the palace, at most, only Yuan Ying cultivation base, unable to fight against the three great demons above their heads, the only thing they can rely on is this square formation, and…

She opened her eyes and said in a deep voice, “Take the mirror of reincarnation and start the killing formation.”

The large formation left by the ancients to protect the sect is usually used for protection, but if it is on the verge of extinction, it can also open the killing array to kill the enemy.

Yu Chisu’s cultivation base is not enough, borrowing the power of the divine tool, consuming the whole body cultivation base, it can also drive the killing formation. When the demon soldiers break through the first barrier, they will open the formation to kill them.

But at the same time, she will also be buried in the killing array.

A few older elders watched Yu Chisu grow up, and naturally felt sorry for the girl, and offered to join the killing formation, “Let’s go to the battle, Chisu, you take the opportunity to run away.” He said, some regrets. He sighed, “If I had listened to you and went to Buddhism, I wouldn’t have suffered the catastrophe today.”

Yu Chisu took the reincarnation mirror that the disciple handed him, “I’ll go in.”

The disciples blocked them one after another. In their opinion, Yu Chisu was only a half-year-old child.

Yu Chisu gave them a cold glance, which made them stop their twittering persuasion and choking.

In just a few days, she has grown a lot, with a temperament she didn’t have before.

“If Li Sister, wait for the killing formation to start, please take the children from Qianhan Palace and leave,” she raised her pale lips and smiled: “And my lover, she can’t see, don’t tell her my business.”

The elder knelt down with tears in his eyes, “Yes.”

Holding the remnant mirror, Yu Chisu remembered Gushan’s blue shirt, the sword repairer he had admired most.

That person is like a sharp sword. When the world needs her, the sword is out of its sheath to frighten the monsters and calm the turbid waves; when the world does not need her, she takes it back from the sheath and leads her life in peace.

At this moment, Yu Chisu suddenly understood something, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The little disciple cried: “Little Palace Master, you are gone, and the Palace Master is not here, what should Qianhan Palace do?”

Yu Chisu said: “Thousand Cold Palace, it was never in a so-called palace lord, but in you.” She turned around, holding the mirror and walking towards the front line, and the disciples followed suit.

“The world always says that the Mohist is a chivalrous man, Confucian is the best, the Taoist is free, and the Buddha is compassionate, but we are classified as a retreat from the Qianhan Palace.” Yu Chisu’s expression is light, “The prosperous age retreats, cold-eyed prosperous, troubled times , Slash the demons and exterminate demons, and protect the peace of the world. This is the Qianhan Palace.”

She sits at the front of her eyes, holding the mirror in her hands, her silver shirt fluttering in the wind.

The monks of Qianhan Palace knelt at her feet, respecting from the bottom of their hearts, regard this young girl as their master.

Many pictures flashed in front of Yu Chisu’s eyes. Peiyu raised her sword and said: “Retreat behind me”; Sheng Jijie rebelliously stroking his sword and said: “The mountain is high and I am the peak”; among the mountains surrounded by white clouds, Huai Bai presses He pressed his eyebrows, smiled and shook his head, “Life cannot be a young man.”

The splendid spring flowers in the Liudaoyuan, the giant phoenix that covers the sky on Huang Zhongfeng, the fragrance of wine in the Xue Ji restaurant, the thousand bright lights on the river, and the flying fireflies and the drunken star river in the secret realm of the sky and sea.

“I haven’t counted the stars for you yet,” she muttered to herself, and smiled softly, “I know, you will be proud of me.”

Full of enthusiasm and a chivalrous heart, my brothers should be like this.

Outside the barrier, Chang Ling folded his arms, looked at the many delicacies below, and licked the corners of his mouth, “Dongting, I can’t help it!”

He turned his head, the bat wings expanded at a very fast speed, and when they fluttered, thunderstorms were incurred.

Dongting said: “Let the little soldiers go up and find the way, you stay behind, don’t get hurt.”

Chang Ling scorned, laughed, flapped his huge wings, and rushed towards the barrier, “I am not a mother-in-law like you.”

In the blink of an eye, the hurricane was violent, and the black devilish energy was like a river, and it rushed to the enchantment.

The golden light flashed, Chang Ling was shocked by the barrier, vomiting blood, but became more excited, attacking the barrier again and again.

Yu Chisu put the reincarnation mirror on his lap and took out Bai Yuxiao, “Retreat behind me.”

The sound of the flute penetrated the clouds, and Chang Ling pulled out his ears, “Little Que’er yells really nicely, but the voice is too small.”

The surrounding monsters also laughed when they heard the words, the enchantment kept shaking, precarious.

A disciple of Qianhan Palace also took out Yuxiao and stood in front of Yu Chisu. Then, disciples stood up, without retreating or flinching, and stood in front of Yu Chisu.

Although the sound of a person’s flute is small, but the flute that condenses the power of all the monks, the sound shook for nine days and penetrated the world!

Chang Ling’s complexion became gloomy, and even the god-shifting him was affected by the sound killing, and there was a sharp pain in his brain, let alone these monsters.

Many monsters covered their ears, howled in pain, and constantly bleeding from their mouths and noses.

On the square of the Qianhan Palace, the silver light shone, and the girls held jade flutes in their hands, and their clothes fluttered, just like beings of heaven.

The sound of the flute condensed into a solitary moon, and wherever the bright Yuehua went, the monster with a slightly lower cultivation level suddenly turned into pus and blood.

On the Twenty-Four Bridges and the moonlit night, jade people play flute everywhere.

Drops of blood fell along the white jade flute, dripping on the ground, like a soft spring rain, and in the sound of the flute.

Suddenly, Gu Yue’s rays of light were radiant, turning into a machete, piercing the heavy cloud, and slashing towards Changling.

Chang Ling was dismissive and didn’t want to evade. When the scimitar was in front of him, he suddenly felt fear. He flashed sideways. The blood spurted out and half of the wings fell. It didn’t take long for the new wings to follow the broken bones. Grow out.

Yu Chisu’s fingertips trembled, despair appeared on his face, maybe he could only die in battle…

But the aloof monsters are no longer as arrogant as they used to be, frowning slightly, unexpectedly feeling timid.

Obviously like an ant, but can burst out such a powerful force, Chang Ling’s eyes flashed with killing intent, these monks will die!

He gave a long howl, and the Gun Gun Devil rushed unstoppably, killing several cracks in the barrier.

——

“Why insist on being an enemy of me? Mingluan?” Mojun Yu had a slender hand, opened a lens in front of his eyes, and stepped into another time.

In the middle, a brilliant sword whistled.

She raised her hand, clamped Wushuang, and said with a smile: “You and I are the same way, why are you facing the enemy here?”

Peiyu’s face was condensed, without saying a word.

I wanted to make a desperate move to seal the Demon Lord in the Samsara Mirror, but the half-remaining mirror couldn’t bear the Demon Lord’s huge power. Perhaps the entire mirror could only trap her for a moment.

If time is like a long river, flowing slowly but unstoppably, then where they are at this time is the reverse of time, a place where time is disordered.

The mirror of reincarnation shattered, forming many places like the lake of time. Those disciples in Gushan who rushed into the Time Lake to try, were mostly trapped in the upstream forever.

However, the power of the demon lord was overwhelming, and the power of a mere time could not restrain her.

“Why struggle?” Demon Lord’s eyes flickered, “You will always lose. If you obediently surrender, I will consider not killing you.”

Peiyu injected Zhen Qi into Wushuang, and a golden flame instantly rose from the knife, “The world will not lose.”

“Huh?” The devil released his hand, opened his arms, and raised his red robe. “You have also been a demon. You know how fragile a monk is. We dominate Yu Nei and become the master of this world!”

Peiyu squeezed Wushuang tightly, and the long knife slashed the devil’s energy, “No, you are wrong, no matter how strong the devil is, you will never win.”

The Demon Lord paused and waved his sleeve casually, “Really?”

Peiyu retreated sharply, Wushuang propped on the ground, and the friction sound was high and sharp, making a deep sword mark on the ground before he could barely stand firm. With blood on the corners of her mouth, she smiled, “You don’t have faith, no matter how strong you are, you won’t win.”

The devil tilted his head, “Faith, what is that?”

Peiyu sneered, raised the knife, Wushuang’s sword intently rose from the ground, magnificent as a mountain, cracking the ground and piercing the clouds, and rushed towards the devil.

Like a saint boating on the sea, like a Taoist ancestor riding an ox out of customs, like a giant vomiting blood and writing a book, like a world-zun cutting meat and feeding an eagle.

It was the blood-stained Nine Death Knife that fell to the ground, it was the Jianxian Pavilion that stood on the sea listening to the ebb and flow of the tide, it was the generous moment of every monk’s sacrifice, and it was a lonely courage who knew nothing about it.

“What is belief?” The demon murmured.

Wushuang had already arrived in front of him, the temperature rose sharply, and in the fierce flame, Peiyu said, “I am going to kill you.”