Chapter 192: Neither Dead nor Alive

When Xuan Sheng cracked the sword of "Su Wang", he sent people to cut off and block the dragon vein, making "Su Wang" powerless.

Behind Xuan Sheng is the entire Taoist sect, so he naturally has such strength, but Chen Shuhua has now become a stray dog, and he does not have such a hand, so he can only choose to resist.

Xuan Sheng couldn't withstand the sword of "Su Wang" back then, so how could Chen Shuhua block it?

There is no doubt that Chen Shuhua was almost wiped out by this sword.

However, Chen Shuhua still has one last "Tai Su Xuan Gong".

The fourth level of "Tai Su Xuan Gong" can obtain the mysterious power of long-term vision and immortality. No matter what kind of injury is encountered, it can be recovered in an instant and intact.

In an instant, Chen Shuhua went through the four seasons of life and came to her "winter". She became a white-haired old woman.

However, all the injuries caused by "Su Wang" disappeared.

Chen Shuhua took advantage of the time when Jiang Da Zhenren had to take a breath because of excessive damage, soared into the sky and fled from here.

At this moment, the arrangement made by Master Jiang finally came into play.

In an instant, the yin and yang were reversed, and the stars were scattered all over the sky, outlining a vast starry sky that can only be seen under the night sky.

The "stars" kept changing their positions, seemingly without any rules to follow, but wherever they went, the light faded, and even the sound disappeared, and the surrounding environment began to transform into a starry sky.

Chen Shuhua was immediately trapped in this formation. Looking around, there were only black and white. The white stars were like chess pieces arranged on a chessboard. The surrounding space felt empty and ethereal. Apart from that, it was pitch black, like a real starry sky.

Chen Shuhua slashed out with his sword frantically, and the sword energy rolled like the Milky Way, but it soon disappeared out of thin air, and no one knew where it was moved to.

In an instant, Chen Shuhua clearly did not move at all, but his figure retreated backwards, getting farther and farther away from the edge of the formation, just like standing on a boat, the boat moved when he did not move, and he was moving even if he did not move.

The entire formation was divided into many "grids". At this time, it was not Chen Shuhua himself who was moved, but the "grid" where Chen Shuhua was.

Of course, the movement of the formation had its limits. It was impossible to trap Chen Shuhua all the time, but it was enough for Jiang Dazhenren to buy time for the second sword.

Jiang Dazhenren was a decisive person. Without any hesitation, he did not hesitate to counterattack himself and began to use all his strength to drive the "Su Wang" in his hand.

In an instant, Jiang Dazhenren became older, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper. The "Su Wang" that was originally declining became more powerful.

Transformed into a giant sword across the South China Sea for the second time.

Jiang Dazhenren slashed with a sword.

The invisible sword fell on Chen Shuhua with an overwhelming force.

The world was silent.

After a moment, Chen Shuhua's body shook violently, and even a continuous sound of shattering was heard.

Jiang Dazhenren shouted: "Chen Shuhua! You won't die?"

Chen Shuhua was no longer able to answer at this time. His whole body was shaking, and fine cracks were spreading rapidly all over his body, like a broken porcelain.

At this time, Chen Shuhua no longer had the "Tai Su Xuan Gong" to save his life.

Jiang Dazhenren was determined to kill Chen Shuhua at all costs. He took a deep breath and attacked again regardless of his injuries, but the momentum was far from being comparable to that just now.

At this time, ancient and obscure syllables rang out between heaven and earth, full of rhythm, as if chanting, as if singing.

All things in the world began to vibrate with this strange rhythm, and wisps of black aura appeared in all directions, gradually converging into a dark shadow of a mountain, like a splash of ink on a landscape, without other colors, and could not be seen clearly. Only ten tall figures could be vaguely seen on the mountain, as if they were standing upright.

Jiang Dazhenren's attack fell on the shadow of the mountain, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Jiang Dazhenren's expression changed slightly, revealing a solemn look.

Then, one of the ten black shadows jumped out of the shadow of the mountain, getting bigger and bigger, more than ten feet high, and the shadow of the mountain became a "screen" behind her.

The black shadow stretched out one of its arms and grabbed Jiang Dazhenren, trying to hold Jiang Dazhenren in his palm.

Jiang Dazhenren tried his best to activate "Su Wang" and cut off the arm with a sword.

Although Jiang Dazhenren was already at the end of his strength, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and with "Su Wang" in hand, he should not be underestimated. But this sword also made Jiang Dazhenren's momentum decline again.

Unexpectedly, this grab was just a feint, and the other hand of the huge black shadow closed its five fingers and took the opportunity to hold Chen Shuhua in its palm, and the two began to merge into one.

The black shadow was Wu Luo.

Qi Xuansu was an excellent vessel for the gods to descend, and Chen Shuhua, who had the "Eternal Life Stone", was not the same? Even better than Qi Xuansu, after all, she is a real immortal.

When his life was hanging by a thread, Chen Shuhua didn't care about anything else and chose to descend directly, letting Wu Luo descend on himself.

As a container of immortals, Wu Luo can naturally exert all his strength, which is better than the incarnation of dragon energy.

After Wu Luo and Chen Shuhua merged into one, he waved his sleeves and covered the sky and the sun.

Immediately, a mountain fell down with a bang, smashing towards Master Jiang with the force of the sky collapsing and the earth sinking.

Although this mountain is lifelike, it is pitch black, like a shadow that has been printed, and it also looks like a landscape painting by a famous artist. It looks like the shadow of a mountain in Nanyang.

It is the "shadow technique" of the ancient witch religion.

Its power is not only closely related to the realm and cultivation of the person who casts the technique, but also related to the body of the print.

If Yuxu Peak can be printed directly, I am afraid that even a second-tribulation immortal will find it difficult. Unfortunately, no one in the world can move the Yuxu Peak.

Master Jiang did not dodge or evade, and with one sword he went straight forward, splitting the huge mountain shadow in two.

The shattered mountain shadow seemed like ink falling into the water, gradually diluting and eventually disappearing.

After Master Jiang "cleared the clouds and saw the sun", he saw a huge female phantom, standing tall and upright. It was not her real body, but a silhouette composed of clouds, mountains, sea, rivers, and the earth, full of wildness.

In other words, as long as Master Jiang slightly changed the angle of the direction, he would not be able to see the outline of the woman. Only at a specific angle could he see this scene.

One advantage of such imaging is that it has no substance and cannot be touched, just like a mirage.

Such means are indeed mysterious.

Wu Luo began to chant. If Qi Xuansu was here, he would definitely feel familiar. Every time he dreamed of Lingshan, he would hear similar sounds.

A dark hole appeared out of thin air above Wu Luo's palm. Under the seemingly narrow hole was a huge deep space. In the dark depths, countless shadows were swimming, like beasts lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right opportunity to devour people.

In a blink of an eye, the hole became larger and larger. In addition to the billowing purple-black breath, a fresh and boiling red light with a fishy smell emerged from the hole.

Then, a black and red blood river rushed out of the hole. The sticky blood water was like a big river, winding and moving, full of a sense of brutality and cruelty, which made people shudder.

At the same time, Wu Luo took advantage of the weakening breath of Jiang Dazhenren, snatched Tongzhen Palace from Jiang Dazhenren's hands, and moved it to Jiang Dazhenren's back, so that Jiang Dazhenren bore the weight of a cave, which inevitably stagnated him.

At this time, the blood river was already heading straight for Jiang Dazhenren.

A flash of blood-red flashed across Jiang Dazhen's face. He didn't hesitate to sacrifice his cultivation and forcibly carried the Tongzhen Palace on his back.

A line of sword energy directly split the blood river in two, and the Tongzhen Palace pressing on Jiang Dazhen was also shaken off.

Although the blood river closed again in an instant, it was boiling and rolling, and blurry faces emerged.

Then these faces merged together and turned into Wu Luo's face.

Then the blood river turned into a huge blood lake, and a figure slowly rose from the blood lake. It was Wu Luo's appearance. The rolling blood flowed on her body, and her face could not be seen clearly. It also covered her clothes and hair, like a bloody person made entirely of blood.

Without seeing how Wu Luo moved, she turned into a blood shadow, accompanied by a disgusting bloody smell, carrying the blood river and rushing straight to Jiang Dazhen, and instantly came in front of Jiang Dazhen, and was about to pass through him.

At the critical moment, Jiang Dazhenren held the "Su Wang" horizontally in front of him. The sword energy on the "Su Wang" was so magnificent that even Wu Luo did not dare to test the sword with her body. So she shook her body, and countless blood shadows appeared in the blood river under her feet, attacking Jiang Dazhenren at the same time.

When Jiang Dazhenren moved, the sword energy also moved with it. Before the blood river spread, countless sword energies had already swarmed in and collided with the blood river again, strangling it inch by inch. Jiang Dazhenren even stepped on the waves of the blood river and gently tapped Wu Luo's eyebrows with a sword, causing the blood flowing endlessly on Wu Luo's body to ripple countless ripples, revealing Chen Shuhua's face under the blood, which seemed illusory and blurred. In a blink of an eye, Chen Shuhua's face was covered with blood again, gradually approaching Wu Luo's appearance.

Blood and sword energy collided and fought fiercely, hissing and burning, causing countless blood-colored smoke to rise, and then the blood mist turned into blood water, falling from the sky. For a moment, it was really a bloody storm. All the places touched by the blood water were corroded, and the sea turned into a sea of ​​blood.

In the blood mist, Wu Luo's face appeared and disappeared from time to time. Although it was covered with blood water, the shape of his eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth could still be vaguely seen, constantly twisting.

Master Jiang was even covered in blood.

He gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the dirty blood on his body fell off his body, and he was spotless again.

Master Jiang took another breath. The purple air flowed freely, covering his whole body, like auspicious clouds around his body, his sleeves and hair fluttered without wind, and he seemed like an immortal in the sky.

Jiang Dazhenren did not dare to hold back at all. He lifted Wu Luo up with the "Su Wang" in his hand. The sword energy was surging, causing Wu Luo's body to twist and tear from the inside out. Finally, under the ravages of the surging sword energy, it exploded into a bloody rain.

Countless blood fell into the blood river. In just a moment, Wu Luo emerged from the blood river intact, his body covered with blood again, but his breath was slightly weak and his body was shaky.