Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 346 My Body is Clear and Clear

The sky was tinged with a gentle blue-purple, as if the Creator had used the most delicate brushstrokes to sprinkle golden light on the rolling green mountain ridges. Billions of soft lights spread across the mountains, coating each blade of grass with a vibrant golden edge, and even the jagged rocks were flowing with an amber halo. Only the world of Cuijue Slope was frozen in another time and space, with thick clouds like a dome cast from black iron, and thunder accumulating deep in the surging clouds, imprisoning the entire valley in a lead-gray suffocating feeling.

Lin Huan stood alone on the top of a dangerous cliff, her black hair fluttering like an inky flag in the strong wind, and the faint light flowing from her hair seemed like the fragments of the galaxy falling into the world. The mountain wind swept across the sword with the bitter smell of grass and trees, and the long sword, which was transparent throughout, suddenly rang continuously, and the patterns on the sword body lit up one after another, like the scales of a dormant dragon waking up and blooming green light. The jade bead necklace on her wrist echoed the sound of the sword, and the twenty-seven jade beads collided in the strong wind to produce a clear rhythm, just like a goddess knocking on the chimes above the sky. Her eyes staring at the sea of ​​clouds were deeper than the mountain stream, reflecting the confrontation between the skylight and the haze. Her slender figure appeared and disappeared in the surging mist, as if she was the most lonely move on the chessboard of heaven and earth.

Lin Huan sighed softly, unsheathed his sword, and the sound of the wind became more fierce. She could feel the pressure of this body as an enemy, as if in this valley covered with thick clouds, the endless power hidden between heaven and earth was quietly awakening. She seemed to hear the whisper of thunder and lightning, and feel the majestic power between heaven and earth. At the same time, she could also hear the sound of chains hitting each other when the dragon broke free from its restraints, just like the emerald bracelet given by Tevarin on her wrist, but like the sound of the light ringing of an ancient bronze bell, so ethereal and inorganic.

"Dark symbols appear, evil words echo back,

The curse opens the forbidden world, and the evil dragon awaits help.

The abyss is filled with illusions,

The chains were broken, the bones were shed, and the prisoner's body was returned."

The clouds of Cuijue Slope suddenly cracked into spider web-like patterns, and twenty-seven dragon-shaped stone pillars broke out from the depths of the earth veins. The black iron chains wrapped around each pillar were stretched straight like bowstrings. The ends of the chains sank deep into the ground. As the ancient spells chanted by the Abyss Apostles slowly sounded, the chains showed signs of loosening. As the Abyss Mage's scepter fiercely penetrated the center of the altar, at that moment, the jade beads on Lin Huan's wrist burst into burning pain. She saw that the chain was not wrapped around the Azure Dragon - the winding dragon body of a thousand feet resonated with her meridians, and every thunderbolt that struck was like a whip on her spine, suffocating her with pain.

“Your Highness… are you saving me or harming me?” Lin Huan gave a trembling smile. Even though she was in excruciating pain, she could not just watch the Abyss Cult dig her out without doing anything. The blade of the long sword in her hand swept across, and the green gust of wind pressed towards the Abyss Mage with the power to cut through mountains and rivers.

Wherever the sword went, a strong wind like a dragon rolled up dust and gravel, heading straight for the Abyss Mage. However, the purple-robed priest just sneered, waved his staff lightly, and a purple barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking all the strong wind.

“Lin Huan, do you think that you can shake the will of the abyss with just this remnant soul and this incarnation that is on the verge of breaking?” The voice of the Abyss Mage was hoarse and cold, and the purple lightning condensed at the tip of the scepter turned into a poisonous snake that wrapped around the chain. “You are too naive.”

Lin Huan said nothing, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he moved like lightning, approaching the Abyss Mage in an instant. The long sword cut through the sky, bringing a dazzling sword light, and went straight to the opponent's throat. The Abyss Mage hurriedly retreated, waving his scepter, and several purple lightning bolts struck down from the clouds, hitting Lin Huan directly.

Lin Huan's body was agile, shuttling between thunder and lightning like a swallow. His sword flashed, cutting all the lightning into pieces.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! You came to Liyue and made such a big noise, and you dare to leave? How can it be so simple!" Lin Huan sneered in her heart, and with a flick of her wrist, the jade bead necklace suddenly lit up, and the twenty-seven jade beads turned into a star map floating in the sky. She bit her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the rock-knotted green sword, and the patterns on the sword instantly became as bright as daylight.

"The wind is rising, the sword is coming!" Lin Huan shouted softly, and swung his long sword. The strong wind turned into a giant green dragon, roaring and rushing towards the Abyss Mage. Wherever the dragon passed, purple lightning dissipated. The Abyss Mage's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved his scepter to summon a huge purple barrier.

"Boom!" The cyan dragon collided with the purple barrier, causing a thunderous sound that shook the earth. The air wave swept across the entire Cuijue Slope, causing rocks to collapse and trees to break. The Abyss Mage was knocked back several steps, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. Lin Huan was also shaken by the recoil, causing his blood to surge, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Huan was about to adjust her posture and turn around to rush forward again, but she suddenly covered her chest and stumbled half a step, and her fingertips touched transparent cracks like broken glass. She looked down and saw her shadow was dissipating - below the ankles, it had turned into firefly-like stardust, and the fluttering of her clothes revealed the faint meridians, and every blood vessel was bursting with emerald flames.

"It's faster than expected." She chuckled, and the ending sound was as cheerful as when she was teasing Huamei in the corridor of Wangsheng Hall. The green long sword turned into a half crescent in the palm of her hand, and suddenly she turned her hand and pierced it into the ground heavily, like a silver needle that went straight into the dragon's seven inches. The whole Cuijue Slope whimpered like a trapped beast, and amber earth marrow gushed out from the cracks in the rocks, just like the dragon's wound oozing blood.

The severe pain almost made her fall to her knees. Cinnabar-like blood dripped from the corners of her lips, leaving sad and beautiful lines on her pale jaw. But when she looked up at the rolling thunderclouds, what was dancing in her eyes was the unforgettable years when she sneaked out of the Hall of Rebirth and ran to Yujing Terrace to set off fireworks for Mr. Zhongli. The moment the gilded rock bow appeared in her palm, the sound of chimes came from the sky, and twenty-seven jade beads were suspended as star tracks, reflecting her black hair into an inverted Milky Way.

"Old friend, thank you for not abandoning me. Please accompany me to go crazy for the last time." She used blood as bait to draw the bowstring, and the whirling hurricane on the arrowhead showed the angry and desperate red eyes of the Dragon King Ruotu when he fell into madness and was sealed by the master's arrow. When the arrow, carrying the flowing magic circle of rock gold and jade, penetrated the clouds and imprinted on the ground, the whole sky began to peel off - like an overturned rouge box pouring cinnabar, or like a gold-sprinkled rice paper torn by a child. The dying roar of the dragon resonated with the sound of her bones breaking, and each falling dragon scale reflected her disappearing eyebrows.

Before her incarnation completely turned into stardust, she suddenly blinked at the void. This little trick taught by Zhongli always tricked Hu Xingzhi into handing over his hidden almond candy. At this moment, the snow was flying around her temples, but she wanted to imitate the storyteller's style of waving a folding fan and bowed to the thunderstorm in a playful manner.

When did the wind chimes start to sound?

Perhaps it was when the last piece of clothing turned into a firefly. On the way of falling into the abyss, those warm spots of light were suddenly caught by the copper bell on the eaves of the Wangsheng Hall - the sugar man in the rainstorm turned into the shape of a mechanical bird flapping its wings, the raindrops rolling down Boyang's umbrella condensed into amber, and glazed lilies bloomed in Rong Zhao's burning meteors. All the disappearing things solidified at this moment, and finally gathered into the rock ridge on Yujing Terrace that never tilted. That was the back she had depicted thousands of times in the past five hundred years, and even the gold patterns in the folds of her clothes were exactly the same as her memory.