第一千八百七十三章 恶斗

dì yī qiān bā bǎi qī shí sān zhāng è dòu

第一千八百七十三章恶斗

Chapter 1873: The Fierce Battle

huà yīn wèi luò ， cǐ nǚ hún shēn yǐ jīng máng dà qǐ ， yīn fēng mó qì ， cóng tā de jiāo qū zhōng kuáng yǒng chū qù ， tiān sè yuè fā de àn dàn le ， zhǐ jiàn tā yù shǒu yī fú ， yǐ rán jì chū le liǎng jiàn bǎo wù 。

话音未落，此女浑身已精芒大起，阴风魔气，从她的娇躯中狂涌出去，天色越发的黯淡了，只见她玉手一拂，已然祭出了两件宝物。

The moment the woman spoke, her entire body was enveloped in a brilliant light. Dark and sinister winds surged from her slender figure, making the sky even darker. With a flick of her jade hand, two precious artifacts were summoned.

yī bǐng xiān jiàn ， tōng tǐ zuò mò lǜ zhī sè ， jiàn shēn biǎo miàn ， què sàn fà zhe yǒu hēi de guāng zé ， lüè yī shǎn shuò ， jiù xiàng dú lóng lǎo zǔ hěn hěn de kǎn qù le 。

一柄仙剑，通体做墨绿之色，剑身表面，却散发着黝黑的光泽，略一闪烁，就像毒龙老祖狠狠的砍去了。

One was an immortal sword, its body a deep green hue, with a surface that emitted a dark luster. It flashed swiftly, as if a fierce old dragon had slashed at it.

zhè zhāo jiǎn dān yǐ jí ， rán ér nà xiān jiàn zhī shàng ， què sàn fà zhe lìng rén xīn jīng ròu tiào de lì qì ， sù dù gèng shì xùn jié bù yǐ ， dú lóng lǎo zǔ dà jīng shī sè ， liǎn sè kuáng biàn xià ， gēn běn jiù méi yǒu xīn qíng duō zuò sī suǒ ， tiáo jiàn fā shè bān de zài tóu dǐng yī mǒ ， yě jì chū le zì jǐ de běn mìng bǎo wù 。

这招简单以极，然而那仙剑之上，却散发着令人心惊肉跳的戾气，速度更是迅捷不已，毒龙老祖大惊失色，脸色狂变下，根本就没有心情多做思索，条件发射般的在头顶一抹，也祭出了自己的本命宝物。

This technique was incredibly simple, yet the immortal sword exuded a terrifying aura that made one's heart race. Its speed was astonishing. The old dragon was taken aback and couldn't think straight; he instinctively flicked his hand, summoning his own命定宝物.

yī bǐng tǔ huáng sè de xiān jiàn fēi lüè ér chū 。

一柄土黄色的仙剑飞掠而出。

A yellowish-brown immortal sword shot out.

zhǐ jiàn lì máng shǎn shuò ， liǎng bǐng xiān jiàn yǐ zài bàn kōng zhōng jiǎo shā zài yì qǐ le 。

只见厉芒闪烁，两柄仙剑已在半空中剿杀在一起了。

The two swords clashed in mid-air, their power surging as they fought fiercely. However, the yellowish-brown sword quickly fell into a disadvantage. The path of cultivation became increasingly difficult as one advanced through each small realm, and the gap between them widened significantly. Facing an intermediate-stage cultivator, the old dragon was completely outmatched.

qì shì xiōng xiōng ， rán ér gāng yī pīn dòu ， nà tǔ huáng sè de xiān jiàn jiù luò zài le xià fēng ， xiū xiān zhī lù ， yuè dào hòu miàn yuè shì jiān nán 。

气势汹汹，然而刚一拼斗，那土黄色的仙剑就落在了下风，修仙之路，越到后面越是艰难。

In just a few breaths, the aura of the yellowish-brown sword dimmed considerably. The old dragon's anger and fear mingled as he shot out a mixture of essence blood and spellwork.

tóng shí měi yí gè xiǎo jìng jiè zhī jiān ， chā jù yě yuè shì liáo kuò 。

同时每一个小境界之间，差距也越是辽阔。

Zzzzt...

bì jìng yuè jí tiǎo zhàn zhǐ shì chuán shuō ， miàn duì dòng xuán qī zhōng qī de xiū xiān zhě ， dú lóng lǎo zǔ wán quán dǐ dí bú zhù 。

毕竟越级挑战只是传说，面对洞玄期中期的修仙者，毒龙老祖完全抵敌不住。

Electric sparks flashed, and his change in tactic proved effective. The yellowish-brown sword turned,摆脱对手, then merged with primordial energy from the heavens and earth. Soon, it was enveloped by a yellow fog that transformed into a writhing dragon.

bù guò duǎn duǎn de jǐ xī ， nà tǔ huáng sè xiān jiàn de líng guāng jiù àn rán bù yǐ 。

不过短短的几息，那土黄色仙剑的灵光就黯然不已。

This wasn't an ordinary transformation technique; as a cultivator who had lived for ten thousand years, the old dragon's命定法宝 wouldn't be weak. A soul of a late-stage Reunion Dragon was sealed within the sword, serving as its spirit essence. After being nurtured with pure yang infant fire for a millennium, it had reached perfect harmony with the sword.

dú lóng lǎo zǔ jīng nù jiāo jí ， yī kǒu jīng xuè hùn zhāo fǎ jué dǎ le chū qù 。

毒龙老祖惊怒交集，一口精血混着法诀打了出去。

Now, relying on the sword’s body to manifest the dragon’s essence, its power matched that of before, making it one of his trump cards.

cī lā ……

刺啦……

However, the Green Mist Immortal Lady remained unperturbed. Her features, usually pure and innocent, now showed a terrifying edge due to her anger.

diàn máng shǎn shuò ， tā zhè yī huí biàn zhāo yǒu le xiào guǒ ， tǔ huáng sè xiān jiàn yí gè zhuǎn zhé ， jiāng duì shǒu bǎi tuō ， rán hòu yǔ tiān dì yuán qì hùn hé 。

电芒闪烁，他这一回变招有了效果，土黄色仙剑一个转折，将对手摆脱，然后与天地元气混合。

She raised her jade hand and pointed at the green sword with one finger.

jǐn jiē zhe tā bèi huáng sè de wù qì bāo guǒ ， shǎo qǐng ， nà wù sàn kāi ， jū rán biàn huà chū yī tiáo yáo tóu bǎi wěi de jiāo lóng lái 。

紧接着牠被黄色的雾气包裹，少顷，那雾散开，居然变化出一条摇头摆尾的蛟龙来。

"Quickly!"

zhè kě bú shì pǔ tōng de huà xíng zhī shù ， dú lóng lǎo zǔ zuò wéi huó le wàn nián de xiū xiān zhě ， běn mìng fǎ bǎo wēi néng yòu zěn me kě néng huì ruò ， xiān jiàn zhī zhōng ， fēng yìn yǒu yī lí hé hòu qī jiāo lóng de hún pò 。

这可不是普通的化形之术，毒龙老祖作为活了万年的修仙者，本命法宝威能又怎么可能会弱，仙剑之中，封印有一离合后期蛟龙的魂魄。

Dark winds and sinister auras entered the green sword.

zuò wèi jiàn zhī qì líng 。

做为剑之器灵。

Following this, light flickered, and the artifact transformed into a bone dragon.

zài jīng guò tā yòng chún yáng yīng huǒ péi yù qiān nián zhī hòu ， yǔ xiān jiàn yǐ dá dào le wán quán xiāng róng de dì bù 。

再经过他用纯阳婴火培育千年之后，与仙剑已达到了完全相容的地步。

Indeed, it was a bone dragon, resembling a dragon but lacking any flesh, only bones. It would be hard to imagine that such an entity could have originated from an immortal sword.

cǐ shí yī tuō xiān jiàn zhī shēn ， xiǎn chū jiāo lóng yuán shén ， wēi lì yǔ yǐ qián xiāng bǐ ， huì zhī qiáng bù ruò ， zhè yě suàn shì tā shā shǒu jiǎn zhī yī de 。

此时依托仙剑之身，显出蛟龙元神，威力与以前相比，会之强不弱，这也算是他杀手锏之一的。

The old dragon was equally alarmed! He couldn't change tactics in time; the two monsters clashed with claws and teeth, fighting fiercely. However, the situation mirrored what had happened earlier—the bone dragon took the upper hand, while the old dragon's transformed dragon struggled desperately.

rán ér bì yōu xiān zi què bìng méi yǒu yīn cǐ dòng róng ， cǐ nǚ de wǔ guān méi yǎn ， běn shǔ yú bǐ jiào qīng chún de nà zhǒng ， cǐ shí cǐ kè ， què yīn wèi fèn nù ， ér xiǎn chū jǐ fēn kě pà zhī chù 。

然而碧幽仙子却并没有因此动容，此女的五官眉眼，本属于比较清纯的那种，此时此刻，却因为愤怒，而显出几分可怕之处。

"Bone Friend, why are you still standing there? Help me quickly!"

zhǐ jiàn tā yù shǒu tái qǐ ， yī zhǐ xiàng qián diǎn qù 。

只见她玉手抬起，一指向前点去。

The old dragon's desperate voice reached his ears. Alone, he couldn't possibly resist an intermediate-stage cultivator.

“ jí ！”

“疾！”

True Monarch White Bone's face showed a hint of embarrassment. He wasn't unwilling to act; it was just that he had no opportunity to do so.

yīn fēng lì qì ， quán bù zuān rù nà mò lǜ sè de xiān jiàn lǐ 。

阴风戾气，全部钻入那墨绿色的仙剑里。

While the woman from the Netherworld fought fiercely with the old dragon, he knew she had more than enough leeway. At least half his divine consciousness was focused here, feeling like prey being hunted by a predator. Any attempt would only invite an overwhelming counterattack.

suí hòu guāng yùn shǎn shuò ， cǐ bǎo tóng yàng fā shēng biàn huà le 。

随后光韵闪烁，此宝同样发生变化了。

Such a situation was not what he wanted.

biàn chéng le yī tiáo gǔ lóng 。

变成了一条骨龙。

But since the old dragon was already in a panic and begging for help, he couldn't delay any longer.

méi cuò ， shì gǔ lóng ， xíng tài yǔ jiāo pǒ yǒu jǐ fēn xiāng sì zhī chù ， zhǐ bù guò tā sī háo xuè ròu yě wú ， zhǐ shèng xià yī fù gǔ jià 。

没错，是骨龙，形态与蛟颇有几分相似之处，只不过牠丝毫血肉也无，只剩下一副骨架。

True Monarch White Bone's expression was dejected. The woman had summoned two precious artifacts. One was the bone dragon, which transformed from the green sword… cough, that wasn’t entirely wrong as it originated from the green sword.

ruò bú shì qīn yǎn mù dǔ ， hěn nán xiǎng xiàng zhè jū rán shì yī bǐng xiān jiàn suǒ huà 。

若不是亲眼目睹，很难想象这居然是一柄仙剑所化。

The other was a small bracelet, resembling a piece of jewelry but with unique features. It was a silver jade bracelet, combining secret silver and beautiful jade, with tiny bells that jingled when shaken.

dú lóng lǎo zǔ yě shì dà jīng shī sè a ！

毒龙老祖也是大惊失色啊！

True Monarch White Bone didn't know its power, but it hovered beside the ghost woman, directly facing him. Its intent was clear to anyone who wasn’t a fool.

xiǎng yào biàn zhāo ， yǐ jīng lái bù jí ， liǎng tóu guài wù yǐ hōng rán duì zhuàng zài yì qǐ 。

想要变招，已经来不及，两头怪物已轰然对撞在一起。

Damn!

zhǎo sī yá yǎo ， dòu le gè bù yì lè hū ， rán ér qíng kuàng yǔ gāng cái xiāng sì dào jí chù ， lüè yī jiē chù ， gǔ lóng jiù dà zhàn shàng fēng ， dú lóng lǎo zǔ bǎo wù suǒ biàn huà de jiāo lóng ， shuō jù bù hǎo tīng de ， bù guò shì zài kǔ kǔ zhēng zhá bà le 。

爪撕牙咬，斗了个不亦乐乎，然而情况与刚才相似到极处，略一接触，骨龙就大战上风，毒龙老祖宝物所变化的蛟龙，说句不好听的，不过是在苦苦挣扎罢了。

How could he suddenly encounter an intermediate-stage Netherworld spirit?

“ bái gǔ dào yǒu ， nǐ hái lèng zài nà lǐ gàn shén me ， kuài kuài bāng wǒ 。”

“白骨道友，你还愣在那里干什么，快快帮我。”

True Monarch White Bone muttered inwardly, but his frustration was useless. As he cursed the old dragon, he still had to act.

dú lóng qì jí bài huài de shēng yīn chuán rù ěr duǒ ， píng tā yí gè rén ， zěn me kě néng duì kàng zhōng qī de xiū xiān zhě 。

毒龙气急败坏的声音传入耳朵，凭他一个人，怎么可能对抗中期的修仙者。

His artifact was even more peculiar—a sickle, made of惨白之色, clearly crafted from a beast's bones. Just as it appeared, dark winds surged. True Monarch White Bone was also known for his ghost cultivation, but this time, he was unlucky; encountering the real version after pretending to be one.

bái gǔ zhēn jūn de liǎn shàng lù chū yī sī gān gà zhī sè ， tā bú shì bù xiǎng dòng shǒu ， ér shì gēn běn jiù méi yǒu jī huì kě gōng lì yòng 。

白骨真君的脸上露出一丝尴尬之色，他不是不想动手，而是根本就没有机会可供利用。

Previously, White Bone Old Demon relied on his unpredictable and vicious techniques. But the Green Mist Immortal Lady came from the Netherworld’s Asura royal family; doing the same would be like a carpenter showing off his axe in front of Lu Ban.

bié kàn nà yīn sī jiè de nǚ zǐ yǔ dú lóng dǎ dé jī liè dào jí chù ， kě tā xīn lǐ yǒu shù ， bié rén gēn běn jiù shì yóu rèn yǒu yú de 。

别看那阴司界的女子与毒龙打得激烈到极处，可他心里有数，别人根本就是游刃有余的。

Dark winds and ghostly energy?

qǐ mǎ yǒu jìn bàn shén shí ， hái guān zhù zhe cǐ chù ， bái gǔ zhēn jūn gǎn jué zì jǐ xiàng bèi měng shòu dīng zhù de liè wù ， bù dòng dào yě bà le ， yí dàn yǒu suǒ tú ， bì jiāng yǐn lái duì fāng de fēng kuáng fǎn pū 。

起码有近半神识，还关注着此处，白骨真君感觉自己像被猛兽盯住的猎物，不动倒也罢了，一旦有所图，毕将引来对方的疯狂反扑。

The Green Mist Immortal Lady had been exposed to such things since birth. She smiled lightly, pointing her jade hand forward.

nà yàng de jú miàn ， zì rán shì tā bù yuàn yì de 。

那样的局面，自然是他不愿意的。

A burst of sound filled the air as various lights flashed across the sky…

kě dú lóng yǐ jīng qì jí bài huài de kāi kǒu qiú zhù ， tā shì bì yě wú fǎ zài tuō yán xià qù 。

可毒龙已经气急败坏的开口求助，他势必也无法再拖延下去。

Lin Xuan was originally unlucky, but he had cleverly used his illusionary escape technique, making the old dragon and True Monarch White Bone do his dirty work.

bái gǔ zhēn jūn de biǎo qíng yù mèn wú bǐ ， gāng gāng nà nǚ zǐ kě shì jì chū le liǎng jiàn bǎo wù 。

白骨真君的表情郁闷无比，刚刚那女子可是祭出了两件宝物。

As they say, others’ money buys sweeter candy. Similarly, it would be more satisfying to outwit one's enemies rather than rushing in headfirst for a fight.

qí zhōng yī jiàn bú yòng shuō ， jiù shì rú jīn zhèng yào wǔ yáng wēi de gǔ lóng …… ké ， zhè me jiǎng yě bù suàn yǒu cuò ， bì jìng nà gǔ lóng shì yóu mò lǜ xiān jiàn biàn huà dé lái de 。

其中一件不用说，就是如今正耀武扬威的骨龙……咳，这么讲也不算有错，毕竟那骨龙是由墨绿仙剑变化得来的。

Lin Xuan didn’t know how this battle would end, but regardless of who won or lost, he was satisfied. He had already fled countless miles away.

zhì yú lìng wài yī jiàn ， zé shì yī xiǎo xiǎo de shǒu zhuó 。

至于另外一件，则是一小小的手镯。

He continuously used illusionary escape techniques, completely摆脱了对方的神识, but Lin Xuan remained vigilant. He didn't linger; instead, he changed direction and continued to evade using ordinary light travel. He kept changing directions multiple times in the middle of his flight.

kàn shàng qù xiàng nǚ zǐ pèi dài de shì wù ， rán ér yǔ yì bān de yòu bù tài xiāng tóng 。

看上去像女子佩戴的饰物，然而与一般的又不太相同。

Although Lin Xuan guessed that the old dragon would fight with True Monarch White Bone, caution was always wise. Even if the other party still pursued him, all these evasive maneuvers should be enough to escape.

yīn wèi nà jū rán shì yī yín zhì de yù zhuó 。

因为那居然是一银质的玉镯。

Lin Xuan felt rather weak at this moment. While he could replenish his essence energy with immortal milk, repeatedly using illusionary escape techniques over twenty times put even his resilient body under strain. A cultivator of the same level would surely find it challenging!