These snowflakes are naturally not ordinary snow in the world. Each snowflake represents a kind of Taoist and magical meaning that Chen Lian mastered. Because the magical meaning is condensed, the snowflakes appear.℡vv℡

The four realms of birth, restraint and transformation of Taixu Shen Ce have long been fully mastered by Shenlian, and what he is now using is the realm of "life". With the use of the eight qi of Taixu, all things are produced to restrain King Xia.

Chen Lian has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. As soon as King Xia’s magic sword was released, he would have no reservations. Only in this way would he have the chance to severely damage King Xia. Otherwise, according to the previous fight, he would not have thought of hurting King Xia for three or five years.

Even so, after it is spread, Chen Lian will be truly recognized as the world's top immortal, but it will only delay precious development time and allow more talents to flow to the Shang Dynasty.

Chen Lian didn't want to delay, and King Xia was the same. Besides, he was very confident that the final winner in this confrontation would only be himself.

The reason is that a trace of sad music appeared between the heaven and earth. Countless resentful souls that died in vain in these days rose from the earth and gathered into a river, like a surging fountain, rolling in. Even the aura of the two fighting could not dispel the river of the dead.

In the void, Chen Lian was unmoved. In his heart, his god saw a woman with black hair as night, skin as white as snow, her body was hidden under the black witch robe, standing naked on the altar with her feet naked, holding a musical instrument that looked like Xiao Feixiao, holding Xiao's mouth with her pink lips, tapping her fingers, playing a song of the undead. Around them were barbarians with feathers and paints all over her body, dancing a demonic dance similar to the demon dance.

The endless undead is driven by the sound of music and gathers into such a river of the dead.

"A hundred years of life, compared with the long-term world, is like a dream and a illusion; how can there be immortality for those who have been alive for a while?" The barbarians surrounding the woman on the altar recited such a song in a strange tone. At the same time, their dance became more and more demonic, even with a hint of madness.

Accompanied by the music of the undead, countless ghosts emerged out of thin air, tearing the void, stepping onto the river of the undead, and surging in turmoil.

King Xia's eyes were like two bright suns, showing the power of the glorious sun. Two golden lights shot out, like rushing to a bullfight, and the magic sword that had not yet ended was slashed out of thin air.

The next slash of King Xia’s Kill of Cause and Effect is like a flying bridge that was about to fall into a deep pool when the spring in the empty mountain was about to fall into a deep pool, causing the spring to have a turning point, turning into billions of brilliant water droplets, and showing a huge murderous intent.

The sword energy dissipated and attacked the snowflakes, like waves in the sea tide, drowning everything ahead.

The Shenlian Yuanshen suddenly appeared from the void, and the bright moon behind him was clear. The river of the dead was accompanied by endless ghosts, like a rope that could not be broken free, trapping Shenlian in an instant.

However, King Xia did not seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but instead looked to the left, the magic knife in his hand suddenly slashed to the right, like the heaven and earth opening up, dividing yin and yang, water, fire, wind and thunder burst out, forcing a figure out of the void, needless to say, it was exactly the same as Shenqing.

King Xia snorted coldly: "Even if Li Dai Tao Zombie, don't even want to hide it from me."

At this time, Chen Lian had to admire King Xia's amazing spiritual awareness. His once unbeatable Li Dai Tao Zombie Immortal Technique could not hide it from King Xia.

Even though Chen Lian was forced out of his true body by the sword energy, he was still calm and composed. His thoughts were calm and unconscious and swept past the witch on the altar. Some feelings that had nothing to do with the urgency of the moment appeared in his heart, and he immediately stopped.

Before the mind moved, the soul stuck to a sword light like a shadow, bursting out a blue-white flame, and exploded a cloud-like airflow similar to a mushroom in the void. The river of undead next to it was impacted by this shocking force, and countless ghosts immediately wailed, and the river was also split into clouds and smoke.

Chen Lian also left with this surging energy.

King Xia's expression was frozen and he wanted to continue chasing him. At this time, a gentle female voice sounded in his ear, "King, go further and get closer to the Shura Blood Sea."

After hearing this, King Xia flashed his hatred, but he still gave up the idea of ​​continuing to chase Chen Lian.

At this moment, the dancers around the witch were all foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground. The soul smoke emerged from the body and immediately dissipated. They died and their gods were destroyed. Obviously, the previous magic dance was not so easy to perform.

Chen Lian is now at the edge of the primitive jungle, and not far away, he is just close to the Shura Blood Sea. He is trying to lead King Xia here to interfere with his mind and try to cause harm to King Xia in a very short time, and then he leaves.

After all, no matter how dangerous he was, he was able to leave as long as he wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that King Xia would not come. Under the guidance of the King Xia's unreturned temperament, he would never make this choice. It seems that the witch reminded him.

And that witch is nothing else, it is Chen Yun.

Although Chen Lian has lost his body, returned to his original source, leaving only the soul, the bloodline and essence of the body has been combined with the soul, and the undoubted bloodline sensing will definitely not make any mistakes.

Although the high priest was dead, he still left a backup plan to restrain him. If Chen Lian practiced the ruthless way of heaven, he would definitely kill Chen Yun without any mercy. He would not hesitate about it while cutting off King Xia's arm.

But he is not such a person after all. Moreover, since he has arrived at the Shura Blood Sea, he will continue to kill the sword, and he will still have the chance to hurt King Xia by then.

The sea breeze is salty and salty. The bloody smell inside is not disgusting, and there is also a hint of sweetness that makes people almost intoxicated. The image of the entire Shura blood sea enters the deep sea of ​​heart, making him feel both strange and familiar.

More than ten years ago, he left the Shura Blood Sea and was reborn in the Western Liang Dynasty. Now he has arrived here again. Besides, there seems to be a Master Yuanqing and Shura Blood Sea. This established fate method made him resist and feel strange.

"World-Honored Ksitigarbha, the Buddhas of Prajna, you have finally come." A wonderful sound of the Buddha sound flew out a scripture from Chen Lian's body. The scriptures were dissolved, and countless scriptures flew out, laying out a golden path. At the end of its extension, there was a mountain standing on the pagoda, with golden light.

Apart from the sound of the wind, there were only cicadas singing around Chen Lian, and everything was still the same. He promised that no one could see the golden path and the mountains and towers at the end except him.

Even the mountain is not on the ground, but is controlled by the void, with clouds hidden at the foot of the mountain, and Buddha's light is immersed in it, and it is indescribable solemn and magnificent.

As for the scriptures that were flying out, they were not other scriptures, but were the Ksitigarbha Sutra given to him by Dajue Temple. After Chen Lian got it, he did not study anything. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the sea of ​​blood, he would become so magical.

(To be continued.)
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