Chapter 1281 Love Is Not Long

Immortal Sword turned and shot, extremely suddenly.

What's more, there is a heavenly machine.

He thought that Su Zimo was caught off guard, and he would definitely turn pale in shock. Under the shock, he was instantly obliterated by two Yuan mystical techniques. It was very possible!

Unfortunately, Xianjian was disappointed.

When he turned around, Su Zimo's face did not show the slightest panic.

When he condensed the primordial mystery, Su Zimo's consciousness was also condensing, and it seemed that he had been prepared for a long time!

Crackling!

Between Su Zimo's eyebrows, a long whip condensed by lightning suddenly pulled out, exuding a devastating breath, and drew towards the oncoming long sword!

Just one meta-mysticism is not enough!

hum!

The void trembles!

Su Zimo's eyebrows burst out with a dazzling golden light.

A huge '*' character descended, as if there was a tens of thousands of people, sacred and flawless, and it also slammed into the sword of the primordial spirit of the fairy sword!

The two great primordial mysteries erupted at the same time!

The fairy sword changed color in shock!

If Su Zimo only had one Primordial Mystery Technique, it would be nothing.

After all, Su Zimo is only in the realm of the law, even if this Daoyuan mystery technique is inherited from Lei Huang, it will not hurt him.

But now, Su Zimo burst out with two primordial mystical techniques, all of which rushed towards him, ignoring the heavenly secret primal mystical technique at all!

"What a lunatic!"

Xianjian cursed.

The three Daoyuan Mysteries collided in an instant!

Quietly, but the void is shaking, twisting and even collapsing!

Terrifying fluctuations of divine consciousness erupted, and the surrounding bamboo forests turned into dust in silence.

"what!"

Xianjian screamed, and in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, a stinging pain came from the primordial spirit!

This time, his Primordial Spirit was injured!

"Huang Wu, if you hurt my Yuanshen, you will die!"

Xianjian looked ferocious and roared.

In his opinion, Su Zimo's two primordial mysteries have been released, and there is no way to resist the heavenly secret primordial mysteries.

suddenly!

At the moment when the arrow of the Primordial Spirit descended from the heavenly secret, Su Zimo's left wrist lit up with a dazzling and sacred golden light.

This golden light spread rapidly, forming a golden mask around Su Zimo.

On the mask, there are mysterious ancient Buddhist characters depicted.

From Su Zimo's left wrist, there were even bursts of Buddhist Sanskrit sounds, which were incomparably vast and deafening!

"Um?"

There was always a faint smile on Tian Ji's face, and his expression remained unchanged.

But when he saw the golden mask condensed, he still frowned.

He thought he could do everything.

Before he made his move, he had expected Su Zimo's reaction, and expected that Su Zimo would use the Ming Wang Rosary to resist his Yuan Mysticism.

He had even predicted in advance that the incomplete rosary beads of King Ming would not be able to stop his Primordial Mysticism!

But he miscalculated.

He suddenly discovered that the rosary bead on the left wrist of Su Zimo was intact!

boom!

The sharp arrow hit the golden mask, and there was a loud noise!

The golden mask trembled violently, and in an instant, cracks appeared on it!

Click!

Immediately after, the golden mask shattered.

And the Primordial Spirit Arrow that stabbed has also dissipated in the violent collision.

Tian Ji put away his smile, narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep look at Su Zimo, grabbed the immortal sword beside him, turned into a streamer, and galloped away into the distance.

Tian Ji did not choose to continue fighting with Su Zimo, but instead took the fairy sword and escaped directly!

His escape technique is much faster than the sword escape technique of Immortal Sword!

Su Zimo frowned, looking at the silhouettes of the two who were gone, and did not set out to chase.

This later Confucian scholar has a mysterious origin, powerful combat power, and amazingly fast movement.

At his speed, even if he chased him, he probably wouldn't be able to catch up.

What's more, Yan Beichen was seriously injured and was still in the bamboo forest behind him.

If he chased for too long, Su Zimo would not be able to rest assured of Yan Beichen.

Su Zimo is very clear that people like Yan Beichen seem to be indifferent and ruthless, but if they are emotional, they must be very emotional.

After experiencing this kind of change, Yan Beichen was hit too hard.

Although he was unwilling, Su Zimo decided to turn around and go see Yan Beichen.

Soon, Su Zimo had returned to the bamboo forest.

Yan Beichen was kneeling beside Qin Pianran's body, with his head down, motionless, with a blank expression and empty eyes.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid he would have already yelled hysterically and had a nervous breakdown.

But from beginning to end, Yan Beichen didn't say a word or shout.

He just looked at Qin Pianran silently.

Su Zimo stayed by the side and couldn't bear to disturb him.

But looking at the silent Yan Beichen, he was really worried.

Yan Beichen shouted and cried, maybe it would be better.

The more silent Yan Beichen is, the more worried Su Zimo is!

"Brother Yan, if you want to talk, don't hold back like this."

Su Zimo couldn't help but persuade.

"I'm fine."

After a long time, Yan Beichen said three words slowly, his voice hoarse and low.

Su Zimo's expression softened slightly.

Sudden!

Yan Beichen opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood vomited out, and the breath of life in Yan Beichen's body had obviously lost a lot!

His black hair quickly turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Wisdom will be hurt, and deep love will not last.

If Yan Beichen is always like this, his lifespan will be severely damaged!

Many scarlet bloodstains splashed onto Qin Pianran's pale cheeks.

Yan Beichen tore up his own clothes, gently and carefully, wiping the blood on Qin Pianran's cheeks little by little.

The tenderness in Yan Beichen's eyes made Su Zimo's heart block for a while.

Su Zimo sighed in his heart, don't turn around, he couldn't bear to look anymore.

In this way, Yan Beichen knelt in front of Qin Pianran for a whole day and night.

He didn't leave half a step.

In other words, his eyes always fell on Qin Pianran, and he did not leave for a moment.

Su Zimo was worried in his heart and always guarded him.

Early in the morning, the sun rises.

Su Zimo couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, and took out the jade bottle of elixir he grabbed from the ancient temple in the early days from the storage bag.

In this jade bottle, there were originally two nine-turn revival pills.

Just now, before setting off to chase down the immortal sword, Su Zimo had already taken a pill.

In fact, when he set out to hunt down Immortal Sword, he had already felt a faint murderous intent.

This is a warning from spiritual perception, not an illusion.

At that time, Su Zimo's Primordial Spirit had become extremely weak after releasing three dharmas of heaven and earth and hundreds of slaying sword qi.

Therefore, he took a Rank Nine Resurrection Pill before chasing after him, and even released two Yuan Mysteries later!

Today, there is still a nine-turn revival pill left in the jade bottle.

Yan Beichen's primordial spirit was already injured.

In this battle, he was severely wounded by the Immortal Sword and suffered such a blow. If he did not accept this Rank Nine Resurrection Pill, I am afraid that the injury of the Primordial Spirit would be difficult to heal!

"Brother Yan, take this elixir first."

Su Zimo handed over the Nine-Rank Revival Pill and said softly.

Yan Beichen took it expressionlessly.

Su Zimo felt a little at ease.

As long as Yan Beichen takes the 9th Rank Revival Pill, he can at least save his life.

Before this thought came to his mind, Yan Beichen smashed his fingers with two fingers!

This nine-turn revival pill instantly turned into powder and fell into the soil!