As he said that, the Qingdeng Lord blew a breath, and the human skin in his hand suddenly swelled.
The man's skin was thin and almost transparent, making the blue light under his skin shine.
The human skin swelled into Pan Jianping's appearance, but there were only nine holes in the nine orifices, and the two eye sockets were empty, reflecting the candlelight inside the human skin.
The whole human skin seemed to be filled with air, with a faint shadow of thin bamboo strips under the skin. Pan Jianping was slightly deformed, her hands and feet were standing straight and stiff, like a human skin lantern.
Pan Jianping, who was strangled by the Qingdeng Master, was covered in blood and naked body, watched his human skin swell into a lantern, and laughed bitterly.
But in a blink of an eye, her expression changed!
Pan Jianping looked like a human skin lantern, and several indefinite silk threads flew out of her sleeves. This was a single-molecule thread of a special weapon transformed by the prosthesis body. She was tempted to a very poison!
There are countless magical magical powers in the mission world, but most of them cannot be used in this universe. Therefore, using poison, such as the mission world that is revealed in the Taoist Dharma, has great power and can be used normally in the present world, has become her main method.
Single-molecule lines are very useful in the early plots of martial arts. As long as you plan in advance, set traps for single-molecule lines in specific places, and don’t even need to do anything, martial arts masters who use body skills to move at high speed will cut off their heads by themselves.
Moreover, if such Qimen weapons are in control, they can also be used as some kind of invincible whip and Qimen weapons.
Later, more and more practitioners in the world of missions became more and more powerful, and they could use this to set up formations, use poison magic, and use miraculous, poisonous, fog and insects to create endless magical powers.
In the hands of human skin lanterns, the single molecule thread is even more flexible than in Pan Jianping's hands.
Some were ingested in the soil, some were laid in the surrounding air, and some were hidden by various techniques, scattered around Yanshu in an instant. These threads were hooked on the hands of human skin lanterns, like puppet masters controlling puppets.
With a chuckle, Yan Shu heard a buzzing sound from behind. He turned the sword box across and saw a thin invisible silk thread rubbing against his back heart.
With a "clang" sound, it hit his sword box!
The sword box of the Taiyi Light Sword was made of alloy, and a crack appeared. The subsequent great force pushed Yan Shu back a few steps.
A bitter smile appeared on Pan Jianping's face. She tried her best to find a single-molecule line customized by the top prosthetic studio. It uses graphene-clad tungsten wire to make polymer materials. While it is the thinnest, it is extremely strong. She has also been tempered by her in the mission world with the Hundred Poisons Yuansha. While strengthening the strength, it also comes with a layer of highly toxic...
"On the side! Look at the sword!"
Yan Shu held the sword box steadily and sneered. A sword light came out of the box in his hand. In an instant, he cut off the single-molecule thread in the hand of the human skin lantern, and cut off the thread scattered around him.
Pan Jianping, who was held in the hands of the Qingdeng Lord, looked desperate and almost exclaimed!
This method of spreading single-molecule lines has a name, called the Thousand Spider Silk Web Formation! It was a method created by her combination of the Qimen Formation, in order to deal with the weak power of the masters in the later stage, so she arranged a formation net according to the Qimen Formation.
Just cut a piece of it, the thread will collapse and move the whole body with one hair, which is more terrifying than any hidden weapon.
When a thread is touched, thousands of threads will be shot randomly, cutting the people in the formation into pieces of flesh, like cutting thousands of knives, very vicious!
Yan Shu cut off a single-molecule thread hidden in the air, and the two threads that were cut off by the sword blade and threw them out, and cut off other threads. In this way, two and four threads were cut. After a while, nearly a thousand threads of the entire silk array bounced up, causing countless sharp blade-like silk threads in the entire area to intertwine.
But these threads were rubbing against Yan Shu's body. In front of him, there were continuous bangs, like countless strings playing, but none of them touched him.
Yan Shu walked calmly, shuttled through the thousands of spider silk web array, like walking in the garden, without even making a sword again.
Pan Jianping held her breath nervously, and then she realized that even if such a veteran reincarnation person had sealed magical powers, one person and one sword, she could break the method she had learned with her painstakingly with her eyesight alone.
This young swordsman with a blue shirt and a sword had probably seen the fancy techniques of the human skin lantern just now, and knew every thread in his heart, so he only used one sword to cut down one thread. No matter how he touched it, he was in control.
The sword shadow in Yan Shu's hand fell again, piercing into the empty eye sockets of the human skin lantern, piercing through the candlelight.
The entire human skin suddenly collapsed, but the human skin was not damaged at all!
The Qinglantern Lord smiled coldly, and dozens of human skins flew out from the white shadow holding the lantern, like evil ghosts, pounced towards Yan Shu.
The green candles burned in these human skins, like lanterns, circling around Yanshu.
As soon as the Lord of Qingdeng was about to come out of a few sarcastic words, he saw sword lights flying out of the sword box behind Yan Shu.
Some of the human skins with strange magical powers turned into shadows and fell on Yan Shu; some turned into red wedding dresses, and there seemed to be a woman sobbing under the veil; some turned into Yan Shu's appearance, and the strange aura seemed to stagnate Yan Shu's body, but these tricks were all false in front of the sword light!
A sword light pierced into the shadow underground, and a faint blood color turned into a dizzy one.
A sword light cut off the veil, the red veil wrapped around the bride's head and fell, and the body scattered into countless yellow papers.
A sword light pierced into the eyebrows of "Yan Shu", and saw a shrill scream under the human skin, which suddenly turned into ashes...
The strange human skins exploded at the same time, and even the strange figures carrying the lantern were suddenly combined by the magnetic fluid, which turned into a zigzag length of about meter long, red like plasma, like internal force, a sword light burning in flames passing through the chest.
The white shadow suddenly exploded, and after the white fog exploded, it retracted into the white shadow like time flowing back, and returned to its original state with a squirming squirming.
"Ho ho..." Bai Ying twitched and said strangely: "The sword technique is good, but unfortunately you ancient cultivators will never understand it. Now it is not an era where the more heaven and earth energy you drive, the stronger the one will be! You can pierce the skin of the lantern, but how can you cut the lights? There is light in the virtual room, and you cut ten thousand swords and hundreds of thousands of swords, can you destroy the lights? Our cultivators are like this light, going deep into the deeper world. Even if you have great magic power, the sword will only stab my shadow!"
"What's more, how many more swords can you shoot?"
On the Taiyi Strip Sword that Yan Shu pierced the white shadow, the heads were tied to the sword light like lanterns, shaking and laughing at Yan Shu.
The strangeness had actually infected the sword light that killed them. As the strangeness eroded, the magnetic fluid gradually became heavier. We had to take back the sword box and re-purpose it before we could draw the sword.
But these strange things that were entangled in the sword light would definitely attack the moment Yan Shu collected the sword.
Now, Yan Shu has no sword available!
He sighed slightly, shook his head and said, "I didn't bring the flying sword I had to practice with my life, otherwise I would have been able to cut through all evil spirits. It is not as easy to be filthy like these flying swords!"
The Master Qingdeng felt that he had already restrained the ancient sword cultivator, and the Tai Chi era energy did not exist. Even though the sword cultivator didn't know how to restore some of his magic power, if he wanted to use it, he still had to follow the laws of the Tai Chi era.
These ancient cultivators came to this universe from Tai Su Ji. Even if they tried to restore some of their magical powers, how could they compare to their genius who had cultivated magical powers in Tai Chi Ji?
All the tricks of cultivating are all working on information. He transformed his information into a virus, polluting the information structure of the magnetic fluid. In a short time, these magnetic fluids will be dyed into a clone by him. What's the point of worrying about the sword cultivator without a sword?
The sword cultivators in later generations all made a life-long exchange and condensed Tai Chi material natal flying sword.
When facing them with a temporary flying sword, they were just a gift!
"I will teach you a good person. When facing the cultivator, you should not use a sword to slash it..." The Qingdeng Lord sneered.
Yan Shu whispered: "Fortunately, my junior brother has prepared enough swords for me!"
"What?"
Yan Shu stretched out his hand and shouted loudly: "Come on the sword!"
The sky above my head suddenly cracked, and a synchronous armed satellite suddenly fell. The satellite, like a huge gyro cone, suddenly unfolded, and countless magnetic fluids, electromagnetic sword balls, missile flying swords and other controllable substances turned into countless streams of light and flew towards the imperial capital of the Central District.
The sirens of the space-based missile defense array in the central area were loud, but under the full suppression of the Zhoutian Star Dou array, it was impossible to lock the countless flying swords.
The sword lights in the sky turned into heavy rain, covering the mountainous area where Kunlun Research Institute was located.
Pan Jianping's eyes suddenly widened, and a hint of horror appeared on her unnatural face. The sword light that was as bright as rain, covering the sky, just as it caught my eyes, felt a sharp aura coming to my face, making my scalp explode and my head buzzed.
The Green Lantern Lord let out a shrill wail, and the green candlelight in the white lantern suddenly flickered and disappeared into the lantern out of thin air.
That seems to be its true body!
Facing the sword light like rain and the peerless sword immortal under the flying sword in the sky, even the demon Qingtian had to retreat.
Because the sword energy and a trace of sharpness gathered in the eyes of the sword immortal and the divine intention of the sword sounded.
The sword intent shone through the white shadow, locking the escaped green lamp. The darkness surged inside the green lamp, revealing countless shrill screams and wails.
The darkness spread, invading everything, and attacking Yan Shu.
Yan Shu just sneered: "You are named after the green lamp, and your words come out of the lantern. The white shadow of the lantern is even more eye-catching, as if it is implying that your true body is the candlelight in the lantern! But... I don't believe it!"
"That green lamp is indeed related to your true body, but the green lamp is just your shadow! The reflection of the green lamp and the reflection of the candlelight are your true body!"
In Yan Shu's pupil reflex, a faint blue light was burning.
At this time, the sword energy in the sky had covered every inch of space within a radius of dozens of miles. Yan Shu rolled his sword energy backwards and stabbed his eyes. The green lamp in his eyes wailed and screamed: "I want to kill me, do you want your eyes?"
The crazy swaying candlelight dyed three lamps on Yan Shu's body, one lamp on his head and two lamps on his shoulders. The three lamps with such blessings and longevity and energy were dyed with a layer of blue.
But as blood and tears flowed out from Yan Shu's pupils, a little sword energy pierced, and the three lamps swayed suddenly, fading away from the blue and returning to orange.
The Qinglan Master’s sword intent came to him, and a sword intent that could be cut through his true body, and even a sword intent burst out from his pupils, penetrating the light.
The strange origin of its incarnation collapsed. The Lord of Qinglan struggled hard under the sword energy and sword intent, making a shrill wail, but in the end it was still powerless to flash, leaving only a faint flame on the tip of the sword.
"The Yin God Cultivation is also a tricky character! I'm so dying, I dare to drill into the sword cultivator's eyes!"
Chapter completed!