Soul bound

Chapter 51

Tianshan is the same color.

The mountains in the distance were swallowed by the gray smoke, and the original dark green was scattered in the curling smoke.Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and black clouds pressed down on the city. It was clearly daytime, but it was as dark as before dawn.

What is common is not blue, but a misty gray-black.

Lu Jiuyuan and Jiang Yu stood side by side on the cliff, their robes were lifted by the hunting wind, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood in the wind.

Lv Jiuyuan brushed away the blown hair in front of his eyes, and looked steadily into the distance.

There was a silver light flashing under the woods, as if someone was fighting, not even a few people.

"It's an illusion." Jiang Yu said in a deep voice.

If it weren't for the illusion, they wouldn't be able to fall into such a place in an instant.

Lv Jiuyuan said: "If I didn't know that the person behind the scenes is the demon lord Shen Chuan, I would have thought I had offended the people in Linxuetang again."

Jiang Yu didn't know how many phantoms Lu Jiuyuan encountered along the way, so he didn't answer.

Suddenly, the two looked at each other, and in an instant they turned to separate from each other.

At the moment of separation, a thunderbolt hit the rock they were standing on earlier.

A long howl erupted in the woods, and the devilish energy filled the sky rushed towards his face.The sound of cold iron clashing with weapons broke through the treetops, but no birds fled.

In midair, a demon cultivator dressed in red stood in the clouds.The man carried a long knife on his back, and his eyebrows and eyes were raised slightly, showing an indescribable evil charm.

"It's a new face." His tone was also frivolous and disdainful, and his eyes walked past the two of them, as if he was sizing up mortal ants.

Lu Jiuyuan met his gaze and instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.He and Jiang Yu raised their swords by their sides, as if waiting.

"So young, it's just right for me to sacrifice the sword!" After saying that, the knife on his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and slashed down from above.

"raving."

Jiang Yu rose from the clouds, and the sword light flickered without moving, and the two sharp winds collided.Lu Jiuyuan came from bottom to top, and the momentum of breaking the wind hit Moxiu's waist and abdomen.

The vegetation on the cliff snapped off.

The demon cultivator swiped the sword, but he couldn't move the sword wind, and then clashed with the long sword in Lu Jiuyuan's hand.

The cold iron is cold, the sword trembles and clamors.

Jiang Yu swung his sword from the right, Moxiu turned his hand, and thousands of black air gathered under his hand, and that hand suddenly touched Lu Jiuyuan's face.

It seems like wild sand in the desert, rolling up thousands of piles of snow and sand, coming fiercely, destroying the dead.

Lu Jiuyuan dodges shortly, and Moxiu withdraws his hand to turn around.He only heard the sound of irons being connected, but he was blocked by the long knife when he didn't move.

"Okay!" The demon cultivator raised the corners of his mouth and stared at Jiang Yu's face, "The devil's seed host, good seedling!"

What Shen Chuan could see, he also saw it when he confronted Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's eyes moved, and the hand holding the sword loosened unconsciously.It was only a moment of loss of consciousness, and the next moment he was thrown off the cliff by Moxiu.

The light of the knife followed, brushed Jiang Yu's cheek and sank into the rock.

Lu Jiuyuan frowned.

"Concentrate!"

Jiang Yu grunted and rolled on the spot.But he didn't want the knife light to follow, piercing through his left palm and pinning him to the ground.

Moxiu raised his sword and turned around. Lu Jiuyuan didn't care about anything else, and raised his hand to wipe the sword.

The sword wind came to life suddenly.

The ear-piercing sword whistle resounded through the mountains, and Lu Jiuyuan felt a throbbing spreading from the depths of the spiritual sea. He didn't know if it was Shen Bi echoing him.

The sword in his hand has already risen.

Coldness spread from his body, the weeds on the edge of the cliff curled up their stumps one after another, Mo Xiu raised his eyebrows, and chopped up.

The water of the Canglang River flows down from the long sky, and it is overwhelming.The surging silver waves turned into countless sword lights, and the nails landed on Mo Xiu's side, forming a colorless cage.

The trapped beast in the cage laughed instead of anger, and strong devilish energy overflowed from its body, wrapped around the blade, and glowed with blood.

If it wasn't for killing thousands of people, it would never be possible to have such hostility.

Thousands of demons howled, and the sharp voice pierced into the ears, making people dizzy and wreaking havoc with their spiritual power.

Lu Jiuyuan suppressed the inner riots, the brilliance of the long sword circulated, the blue sea tide swallowed most of the fierce demonic energy, and the red light was blocked by the waves and wind.

"A member of the Law family?"

The demon cultivator hooked and twitched, opening and closing his moves, as if he wanted to break through a void.

He smiled: "Then I will lift your head and hang it in front of Lu Shantang's door!"

Lu Jiuyuan's hands froze.

Lu Shantang is his great-uncle, who was ascended to the upper realm after serving his sentence a hundred years ago.Hearing the words from such a demon cultivator now, I can't help but be surprised.

But this is an illusion.

What if they arrived at the illusion of a hundred years ago?

He had already concluded in his heart that the illusion was created by Shen Chuan, and it would be correct to say that everything in the illusion was a hundred years ago.

Then at this time... it is the time of Moxiu Cholera!

This Shen Chuan is really...

Nostalgic.

Lu Jiuyuan twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly.

A long sword descended from the sky, dividing the two into two places.Lu Jiuyuan felt a heavy back collar, and in a blink of an eye, he had passed through layers of clouds and landed on the back of a snow sculpture.

Jiang Yu leaned aside, his left palm was bloody and bloody, looking horrifying.

Seemingly noticing Lu Jiuyuan's gaze, Jiang Yu turned his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine."

"Do you need help?" Lu Jiuyuan asked him.

Jiang Yu shook his head, leaning on his right hand to prop up his body.

"What he said earlier, I'm afraid it was just to distract you, so don't worry about it."

Jiang Yu lowered his head.Whether it is true or not, he already has a mind.The world only knows that he is talented and intelligent, but no one knows that he was unable to practice swords before the age of six.It wasn't until one day after a serious illness that he suddenly became enlightened and was able to step into the way of swordsmanship.He knew a thing or two about the devil species before.Therefore, what the monster said just now... He has a judgment, and he can just explain why Shen Chuan brought him here... Either he wants to use him for him, or he wants to find another body for himself. what a good thing.

But that doesn't matter.

The important thing is that they have to leave here, Jiang Jing is still waiting for him outside.

Jiang Yu said, "I never mind."

As soon as the breeze passed, a monk in white appeared on the neck of the snow sculpture.Lu Jiuyuan held the long sword, but relaxed when he saw the face of the visitor.

It was a face that was [-]% like his before.

"Where did you two come from?" When the man spoke, his peach blossom eyes were slightly bent, which should have been a sentimental and gentle expression, but there was a pool of cold light hidden in his eyes.

Lv Jiuyuan's previous guess was verified seven or eight times.

"He and I, since a hundred years later." Lu Jiuyuan said.

Lu Shantang sneered: "A hundred years later, if you didn't have the ability to go back in time?"

"From a hundred years later, this illusion came." Lu Jiuyuan replied.

"It's getting more and more exaggerated. If you don't want to tell the truth, you don't have to tell such a lie."

Seeing that Lu Shantang didn't believe it, Lu Jiuyuan didn't say much.

Lu Shantang walked to Jiang Yu's side, took out a jar of medicinal wine from his sleeve, unsealed it, grabbed his left hand and poured it down unceremoniously.

Jiang Yu snorted softly, bit her lip and swallowed the painful moan back into her stomach.

"This wine is brewed by Jianmen Jiuxian. It's cheap for you." After finishing speaking, Lu Shantang poured all the rest of the wine into his mouth, tore a piece of cloth from Jiang Yu's sleeve and bound it hastily.

"You're tough." As he spoke, he slapped him on the hand.

Lu Jiuyuan: How could I have such an elder.

Lu Shantang glanced at Lu Jiuyuan calmly, leaned close to Jiang Yu's ear and lowered his voice and asked, "Is what your friend said true? Is there something wrong with him?"

Lu Jiuyuan: "..."

He can really hear.

Jiang Yu nodded, then shook his head again.

Lu Shantang sat down cross-legged, thought deeply and stopped talking.

The snow sculpture passed through the clouds, bypassed the mountains, and stopped on a martial arts platform.

The monks under the stage came and went, and dozens of monks on the stage closed their eyes and adjusted their breath. Many crimson flowers bloomed on the brick-paved ground.

Lv Jiuyuan quickly recognized this place——

Lin Xuetang.