Chapter 605: Dancing in the sea of thunder, weaving through the currents, let me see your heart
The Great Cavernous Miraculous Dharma, the outer chapter, the true secret of sending spirits, the spell of relying on the power of spirits to summon generals and serve.
Summon gods and send generals, bind spirits and communicate with the truth, scatter beans to make soldiers, and use laws and regulations to control spirits.
What a power!
At this moment, outside the army.
Above the sea tide beach, thunderstorm clouds gathered with lightning and brought heavy rain.
Four firefly sorcerers surround a figure that is burning with fire.
The pupils are golden and vertical, and the Nuo face is red.
The burning hair has a black flame base and the blazing red fireworks.
A dark body of flames, clad in a scarlet fire-washed dress.
Golden flame patterns spread and burned across the waist, abdomen and chest.
That was the form of Yaksha when he was eroded by the karma of the devil and his body was stained black by black air. That was the form of Yaksha when he was at his most insane, tenacious and unwilling to admit defeat.
That is the memory of slaughtering monsters and evil spirits. It is the memory of endless murderousness and a demon that is infinitely more terrifying than all other demons - the demon-slaying Yaksha of Liyue.
Spirituality shows the most unforgettable self, the most unforgettable killing posture.
There is never-ending wood, and there is never-extinguishing fire.
The flames reaching the sky caused the rain to evaporate and turn into hot steam.
The fire spirit Yingda looked at the thunder that was roaring towards him and the fireflies that were dancing and buzzing in the thunderclouds.
Lei Ying swallowed and exhaled lightning, controlling the winding thunder.
The four firefly sorcerers were wrapped in lightning, holding purple lanterns and emitting the faint fragrance of mist grass.
They have graceful figures, their lotus steps lightly tapping on the beach, their figures flickering in the lightning, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to see clearly.
The identical attire and the afterimages they cast made it even more difficult to distinguish how many Thunder Firefly Warlocks were attacking.
Under the command of their thoughts, the sky full of fireflies spit out purple lightning balls.
The electric current breaks the air.
The collision of thunder and fire turned into the secret of overload, forming a series of loud explosions, repelling the lightning fireflies and shaking the body of the fire spirit.
The body of Fire Spirit Yingda is constructed of an ever-burning fire, based on an immortal talisman that has transformed into a talisman with no taboos, and possesses the power to ward off evil spirits bestowed by the Qilin.
Without fear of damage to the body, one can fight madly and selflessly.
A dark, slender hand filled with heat grabbed a firefly.
The surging heat wave, the fire element that became scorching and merciless as it was mobilized with anger, consumed the lightning of Lei Ying and turned its body, from its wings to its body, into ashes.
The magic of fire follows the mind, and the elements are shaped into fireballs like furnaces, shooting in all directions.
Like the roar of artillery fire.
The fireballs tracked and moved, and beneath the mighty noise was the agility and ferocity of a fire rat.
The flames were so bright that they seemed to pierce through people's eyes.
The outermost circle is an eternal circle of flames. The ring of flames is a fire barrier that traps the four firefly magicians here.
Yaksha, swift.
The Fire Spirit Yingda may not be as powerful as General Jinpeng, but the speed at which the flame burns and rises only takes a moment.
People were buried in the sea of fire, forests were burned in the blink of an eye, and a spark turned into a raging fire that burned the sky. It was a surge that extended from the tiny in an instant. No living creature could escape no matter how hard it tried, nor could it be faster than the speed of the flames.
So, the Fire Spirit caught up with the flashing Lightning Firefly Warlock.
The hand that the fire spirit Yingda stretched out was the fire that burned the sky and the light that illuminated the night.
Huge lightning balls and lightning elemental shields are surging around the Firefly Warlock.
During the fight, the fire spirit was as agile as a mouse.
With a loud explosion, the lightning element shield was shattered, part of the clothes turned to ashes, and the flesh and blood were charred. The lightning firefly sorcerer continued to flash backwards.
A gasp of pain escaped the hooded girl's mouth.
One by one, the lightning fireflies were driven, rushing towards the flames with a daring attitude, consuming the fire element with thunder.
The lightning elements emitted by the lightning fireflies in the lantern were absorbed by the lightning firefly sorcerer.
The shield is reborn.
The sky was filled with falling thunder, making the ground look like a sea of thunder.
There was a flash of lightning above the head of the Thunder Firefly Warlock floating in the air, and bright, swift, and dense purple-white lightning struck the Fire Spirit Yingda.
The paralyzing thunder for flesh and blood, the destructive thunder that makes people unable to resist and stiffen their bodies, are just pointlessly consuming the element of fire under a body shaped by flames.
The consumption of fire can break Yingda's body.
But the immortal power sealed in the talisman on Yingda's body protected her core, running the fire runes and attracting the gathering of fire elements from the earth veins.
The huge floating star core seemed to cast starlight and shelter the elements.
The fire escape technique, circling and jumping in the flames, controlling the sea of fire to burn thunder.
The other three Leiying sorcerers used Leiying's thunder magic to bombard Yingda, forming a triangular formation that was attracted by lightning, trying to cover their companions' retreat.
But Yingda endured the damage and pressed his palm on the shield of the Thunder Firefly Warlock, wrapping the whole body of the Thunder Firefly Warlock with red flames.
In the mournful, shrill, and unwilling voice of a young girl, a lightning firefly sorcerer fell.
The flames were of an unknown temperature, burning blood and bones, flesh and clothes.
The fine ashes were annihilated in the thunder and fire, and fell to the earth in the flames.
The broken lantern revealed charred fog grass, which was wetted by raindrops.
The flying fireflies were either injured or dead, flashing dim lightning.
The remaining three firefly sorcerers felt sympathetic, but the crazy desire against the enemy cultivated by Zhidong suppressed all fear.
Under the emotion, Thunder is more anxious and stronger.
The fire spirit Yingda seemed to be dancing in the sea of thunder, and the flame was like a long whip and as sharp as a spear.
The sky was filled with fireballs, like the bright light that pacified the demon.
……
Elsewhere, there was no loud thunder and fire, but a silent and secret confrontation that was no less dangerous.
There are no footprints on the beach, no fire on the beach.
The faint shadows of fire also merged into the world, and the dark shadows moved behind the dark sand on the beach.
The sharp blade cut through the air, shattering the water droplets.
In a flash of fire and shadow, the water tide was broken.
The four fire debt handlers transformed themselves into shadows, hid their bodies, formed a formation and fought against the figure that seemed to be everywhere in the water.
Neither side seemed to see the other.
The murderous intent and murderous intention seemed to be non-existent.
This is a battle in which one does not know whether the attack will have any results, whether the attack will become a flaw, or whether the test will turn into a fatal blow in the blink of an eye.
The invisible debt collector carefully avoids the water flow, hides from raindrops in movement and stillness, and quietly burns his clothes with flames to remove the attachment of water elements.
"Damn the rain!"
The four fire debt handlers cursed like this.
Thinking of the advantage of the Fatui vanguard's ice guns in the rain, and the blessings of the Firefly Warlock and the Fire Spirit Yingda in the rain, they were completely put at a disadvantage by this terrible rain.
Their enemy is Shui Ling Fa Nan, the former general of Razor Scroll and the spirit of Yaksha, the guardian of Liyue.
The water spirit Fa Nan melts into the water, moves with the flow of water escape, stirs up undercurrents and whirlpools, senses the water element in the world, and the attachment of water.
Under the Nuo mask with curved sharp angles and four blue eyes, in the water and in the rain, what could be hidden from her eyes?
The dark hand that was as ferocious as a claw or a wing stretched out from the water, ignoring the elemental clone of the Fire Debtor who was disturbing his vision, and pierced through the body of the Fire Debtor with one claw, went through the abdomen, and pulled out the heart.
The red blood dyed the water red.
The water spirit Yaksha, whose real face was gentle and peaceful, showed the indifference of the demon-subduing Yaksha spirit and the bloodiness that made people feel cold all over in the battle.
Several sharp blades wrapped in flames slashed down.
Shui Ling Fa Nan's arm sparkled and turned into a stream of water. It was cut into several sections and evaporated into water vapor.
But she was not hurt.
The flow of water is ever-changing. It is a body of pure water that can instantly solidify into a sharp entity, or it can instantly become soft and illusory and become a weak stream that becomes an immortal river.
This body shaped by water flow may be easier to change than before.
A talisman escapes into the water, the heaven and earth are free, everything is controlled by the heart, the river flow is pervasive and omnipresent, softness heals and steel destroys.
Spikes of water rose from the ground, and water droplets in the air turned into heavy water and penetrated the beach.
Under the influence of Jiang Yi, she also learned the Pure Water Sword Technique.
The accumulated water and puddles on the ground formed Tai Chi-like vortexes, pulling everything around them.
The arm that emerged from the water was a fatal attack.
That bloody wound is a sign of death.
……
The scattered soldier looked at it for a long, long time.
"A bunch of trash!"
This is how he evaluated his soldiers.
Isn't it? The other side hasn't lost a single person, but this side has suffered continuous casualties.
"Now, I am more interested in you than in seizing the star core." The skirmishers moved forward, and the Fatui vanguard and the stone statues were forced to make way.
That majestic power, that infinite tyrannical and domineering force emanated from this handsome executive.
It’s as if God has arrived.
The ranking of the Winter Solstice Executors is based on strength.
The sixth seat is undoubtedly much stronger than Childe Tartaglia.
Jiang Yi's pale face looked even paler under the bright blue light of the star core above his head.
"Scattered soldier... I am actually very interested in you." He looked at the young man approaching and waved his hand to let the stone statues and clay dolls make way for him.
These "Talisman Warriors" can fight against and defeat the Fatui vanguard.
But in the face of skirmishers, if you block the enemy's advance, it would be a meaningless sacrifice.
The power of the scattered soldiers is enough to tear apart the talismans used by the "Talisman Warrior" to resurrect.
Well, after the generals fight against generals, and the soldiers fight against soldiers, a separate battlefield will be opened up for him and the scattered soldiers.
Over there, the intensity of the battle also dropped a lot as the two coaches met.
Jiang Yi covered his mouth lightly and coughed twice.
The rain fell on his body, but did not wet his hair or his feathers.
He is protected by the blue "Water Spirit Blessing".
However, his body temperature did not drop, but became even hotter.
"Clay and stone puppets... puppets without hearts, puppets with hearts..." The scattered soldiers approached step by step with a chanting voice.
The rain formed a bead curtain on the hat, and the swaying magic ball decorations and the gauze flying in the wind brought a cold and severe atmosphere.
"Can I...see your heart?"
He wanted to see why Jiang Yi created them this way.
"You're not a girl, so you can't do that!" Jiang Yi smiled and calmly told an unfunny joke.
He did not get up from his wheelchair, as if he was so seriously injured and ill that he was unable to do anything.
"Are you willing to pave the way for me to become a god?"
He has always been interested in the bodies of scattered soldiers. If he could learn from them once, perhaps he could gain something.
Of course, if you can’t get it, it doesn’t matter.
“Hahaha!” Sanbing raised his hands and laughed crazily, “The path to becoming a god? I like it!”
"But I prefer to become a god myself rather than serve as a tool for others."
The distance between him and Jiang Yi is only ten meters now.
Although the distance previously divided by the battlefield and the current ten meters are meaningless to people at this level.
But the distance was eventually short to a dangerous level.
The scattered soldiers walked at a leisurely pace, and any preparation or back-up plan of Jiang Yi was not taken seriously. This was the confidence in their own strength and the pride that came from fighting in the abyss.
If there is any danger, just destroy it with force.
"Ah——!" Jiang Yi sighed, his star-like eyes revealing darkness in his pupils.
The hazy and dreamy starlight fell down, and the star cores in the sky transmitted thoughts and elements.
"Accompany me...and dream!"
Before the words spread, the invisible spiritual power had already wrapped up the dream of the snow mountain and covered the body of the soldier as he walked forward step by step, and penetrated into his mind.
So the scattered soldiers stopped.
Jiang Yi closed his eyes as well. Only a talisman of rock element appeared behind him, revealing the golden ape Nuo mask looking at the darkness on one side of the beach.
A third party was attracted by the surging energy of the star core.
