White Immortal Tan Yuansi looked proud, raised his chin slightly, looked at Bailian in the sea of ​​clouds and flowers, couldn't help but play with the bamboo pen between his fingers, and said with a smile:

"A cluster of flowers blooms, and nine branches grow. When all nine flowers bloom and turn from white to black, you will turn into dust in the sky and cease to exist."

He lowered his gaze and cast it in the direction where Tiance Junshan's sword fell:

"It's a pity that when a sword becomes a spirit, its sharpness is just... nothing more than that."

After saying one sentence, five-petal flowers bloomed in his pupils, and gradually six petals grew, and his mood naturally improved.

White Immortal Tan Yuansi obviously did not expect that he would get such unexpected joy.

When he became famous at a young age, he was troubled by a sword and stayed away from Kunlun because of his pride.

And due to the failure of Wenjian, his self-confidence was frustrated.

As for the female official Qing Shui whom I secretly admired, I didn't want to bow my head and act coy in front of her.

The pearls and jade are in front of me, but I feel that my appearance is filthy, and I can only admire them from a distance for the rest of my life.

This kind of small and humble immortality was not what he wanted in his life.

Therefore, he ordered him to pay homage to Shanmen, devote himself to the Tao of Talisman, and specialize in one technique.

Just to be famous all over the world in the Shangqing Immortal Realm, so that one day I can be on par with her.

He knew deep in his heart that she was a superior Kunlun female official, and there was a huge distance between them, a gap that could not be bridged by time.

Now in this battle, it is discovered that Junshan, the Tiance that was originally difficult to understand and control, turns out to be nothing more than this after being enlightened.

Although it is famous, it is difficult to live up to it.

Facts have proved that the distance and status between him and the one on Kunlun Mountain can be made up through time.

White Immortal Tan Yuansi was in a good mood, and couldn't help but recall the peach blossom attached to Tiance Junshan sword, and took the sword for a look.

Unexpectedly, under the strong movement of his spiritual thoughts, the peach blossom clung to the edge of the sword motionlessly, like light grass shaking an ancient mountain, and it was actually difficult to shake it.

Tan Yuansi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Although this Tiance Junshan sword may not be very special, the only thing about it is that it is heavy.

It is as heavy as the heaven and earth, and has the vast aura of fish and dragon in Dongyue.

How can a stroke of peach blossom power be carried?

So he had no choice but to assign Shou Feng to retrieve the sword: "After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

After thousands of years, who knows the honor and disgrace.

Brother Shou Feng, please help me get this sword.

I don’t know what kind of state of mind she must be in when she sees the remaining marks on my cold sword and the peach blossom as its sheath when I carry my sword and return to the Kunlun Mountains."

Shou Feng saw that his brother's mood had improved, as if the shackles of many years had been removed from his body, and six-petaled flowers appeared in his eyes.

Obviously, with the help of this battle, the situation is gradually breaking through.

I couldn't help but feel very happy for him. He was about to escape from the clouds and go to the majestic Cangshan Mountain in the human world to retrieve the sword.

At this moment, the sea of ​​peach blossom clouds that enveloped Bai Lian suddenly became violent and violent, and the sizzling purple lightning and green frost flickered endlessly.

Accompanied by a clear and high-pitched chirp, White Immortal Tan Yuansi suddenly felt an indifferent gaze from the sea of ​​clouds, as if he was looking down at the common people.

His eyebrows suddenly stung, and the bamboo pen spinning lightly on his fingertips suddenly hovered, and the tip of the pen actually cut a bloody gash between his fingertips.

At the moment when the blood was low, the clouds broke, and a wisp of coldness enveloped the sky like the arrival of a long winter night. It had the meaning of frost killing all the grass, and the peach blossoms in the sky naturally withered.

A young blue-feathered blackbird fluttered its wings, its eyes were as black as the night, and its eyes were noble and indifferent.

It picked up a wisp of petals in the cloud and wind, and its feathers fell on Balian's shoulder.

When he opened his palm to take it, he spat out the frost-dried petals in his palm.

Balian's eyebrows flashed with dark green talismans, and he slowly crushed the frosted petals into dust between his fingers.

Between his lips and teeth, he was also exhaling slowly and forming frost.

"The Immortal is not a swordsman, so asking about the sword so casually will inevitably appear to be dishonest.

Although Tiance Junshan Sword has been hidden for many years, not everyone can ask about its sharpness..."

Balian raised his pale lips and let the remaining flowers dance into frost, turning them into a bleak background of twilight behind him.

"You have a talisman pen. It's just right. I also have a magic talisman. Let's ask the pen fairy!"

Bailian's eyes were blue, like frost and thunder, and the blue-feathered black bird on his shoulders spread its wings, circling and dancing among the chaotic clouds and peach blossoms.

The green bamboo pen between Bai Xian Tan Yuansi's fingers formed a trace of frost out of thin air, causing his fingers to sting unbearably, as if they were pricked by needles.

His face changed slightly, and he quickly put away his pen. The peach blossoms in the sky suddenly turned into a burning powder mist, and the lingering fragrance remained cold.

The flying clouds that have not yet frozen flow slowly with the pair of young green wings.

The wings are the pen and the feathers are the hair.

In the vivid and vivid outline, the gauze-like white clouds actually transformed into the appearance of Tan Yuansi.

The black bird swoops into the cloud image, and the meaning of the symbol is great.

Tan Yuansi's face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth and vomit and cough.

There was a biting cold in the abdomen, and he vomited out large and small bloody ice cubes.

I saw that the bulge of his abdomen was getting bigger and bigger, and more and more ice cubes were vomited out of his mouth.

Tan Yuansi's eyes were changing all the time, and the sixth petal that was about to rise just withered away in embarrassment.

The state of mind is ups and downs, and the Taoist mind is naturally deeply affected.

But Tan Yuansi didn't have time to think too much, his eyes were cold and sharp, and his left hand that was not holding the pen quickly drew and condensed a blazing fire talisman.

He clenched the talisman into a fist, his fist was burning, and he struck hard at his bulging abdomen.

Hearing a terrifying explosion sound coming from the immortal's body, Tan Yuansi opened his mouth and spat out large mouthfuls of water with a 'wow' sound.

The abdomen slowly became flat.

As an immortal talisman master, he was well aware of the horror of divine talismans and did not dare to be careless in the slightest. He drew the bamboo pen perfectly, and a straight talisman light passed through his neck.

He groaned, and a touch of blood emerged from his lips.

At the same time, the black bird chirped and the cloud image transformed into Tan Yuansi suddenly collapsed into mist.

Balian raised a finger, took the black bird that turned into a talisman light, and scattered the petals clinging to the skin all over his body.

The black bird breathed out the spirit, and the energy stolen from Tan Yuansi slowly breathed out into the center of Balian's eyebrows.

The essence and spiritual power absorbed by the peach blossom were quickly replenished, and the dry skin was restored to fullness in the blink of an eye.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He put away the magic talisman, looked at Tan Yuansi, the white immortal who said he specialized in Fengya Tao, and said: "After all, it is difficult to live up to the reputation, or is it an immortal?

Chang Zhuo Zi and Li Si, if you tolerate Zi Xi, do you think you are arrogant?"

"Watch it."

Under Tan Yuansi's cold expression, Bai Lian waved his sleeves and said: "Sword up!"

The Tiance Junshan sword that fell into the world rose through the clouds, like a sleeping dragon awakening, the sword pattern brightened, and the sky soared into the clouds.

The ancient sword greets you and shakes the mountains and rivers immediately.

Facts have proved that it is not that the sword is heavy and the flower is light, it is difficult to bear its weight.

Even if there are no flowers, no mist, no wind and moon on the sword.

With the sound of a sword rising, mountains, rivers, heavens and earth are thousands of miles away, but it is only a moment of shock.

Balian held the sword and slashed horizontally. The sword light flashed across Tan Yuansi's eyes, bringing out a wisp of peach blossoms and falling on the tip of the sword.

It forms a scene corresponding to the blossoming branches of flowers in his heart.

Balian looked at the cold-faced Bai Xian and said softly: "You are not qualified to ask about the sharpness of this sword."

Tan Yuansi saw that the old sword was blooming with new light, and the sword energy was so high-spirited that it determined the world. Who would have thought that this would be the peerless grace that a mortal sword could bloom.

I can't help but feel a sore throat and a stuffy heart.

He fought against four White Immortals without being defeated. Balian had the upper hand but refused to fight. He sheathed his sword and chopped dead branches.

He raised his Xu Seal and summoned the falcon again, flying towards the distance.

Tan Yuansi knew that he was completely inferior in this talisman competition.

Who would have known that even though the four White Immortals came out together, there wouldn't be a corpse demon left who had transcended the Tribulation Realm.

If this spreads out, I'm afraid it will make people laugh!

The four immortals winked at each other and nodded with cold eyes.

Even if he was seriously injured today, he was determined not to let this kid escape!

Zan Hai took off his long clothes and lowered them to his waist. Golden Sanskrit inscriptions were all over his body. His black hair was flowing backwards, and he had an angry Vajra-like look.

He clasped his hands together, the sound of yellow bells and the great Lu sounded from the sky and the earth, and a giant palm of golden light fell from the sky, cutting off Bailian's way forward.

At the same time, he had another thought in his mind, so he took out the vajra and stabbed Balian in the back of the head!
To be continued...