The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 121: Heaven and earth produce big things
Suddenly there was an extremely dense crackling sound in the old plum garden.
It's like the bowstring is broken, and it's like the skin filled with wine is broken.
In fact, the string of the sword broke, and the sword formation of Zhu Xian broke.
The thin layer of water that was crushed to the bottom of the lake was as hard as masonry, and a footprint suddenly appeared on it.
The breeze is blowing, and the white clothes are light and fluttering.
Jing Jiu appeared on the ruins of the nunnery, stood in front of Gu Qing, stretched out a finger and pointed at the sword made of blood.
At this moment, the entire Chaotian Continent stopped.
Only his fingers and the sword made of blood are still moving forward.
There was a soft snap.
The blood shadow is condensed into substance, it is Yin San's finger.
Two people's fingers.
Two people.
Finally met.
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It is hard to imagine the amount and purity of the sword intent, spraying out from the place where the **** meet.
Like the most magnificent waterfall in the world, like the heavy rain that year, like the sunrise out of the East China Sea.
Universal Front, No Er Jian, and Chu Zi Jian felt the countless sword intent shrouded in the ruins, and avoided the air.
Fusi Jiansuo was even more red, looking like a lava river underground, naturally leaving Gu Qing's hand, turning into a whip, drawing towards Yin San's face.
The bone flute rose into the wind, whimpering, and the whip fell like a dead snake.
Jing Jiu grabbed Gu Qing with his left hand and threw him far away.
In the sound of howling and breaking through the sky, Gu Qing turned into a small black spot, landed in the palace more than ten miles away, and smashed a big hole in the square.
Ping Yongjia felt that the Zhuxian Sword Array had been seized, and opened her eyes in a daze, spouting a mouthful of blood.
Gu Qing was covered in blood and fell to the bottom of the pit, and the imperial city formation had been taken over by Jing Jiu.
Apiao screamed, disappeared from the stone steps in front of the temple, and instantly came to the center of the square, but didn't know who should be rescued first.
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The yin and phoenix in the sky sensed the changes in the aura between the heavens and the earth, and gave out a strong vigilance, gave out an extremely violent scream, the tail feathers of more than ten feet long turned out again, and forcibly cut away the light mirror of Zenzi Shackled, flew quickly towards the old plum garden.
On the ruins of the Old Plum Garden, Jing Jiu holds the Firth Sword in his left hand, and Yin San holds the bone flute in his right hand.
The two looked at each other quietly.
For the strong at their level, if they want, they can exchange countless information at a glance. Many years ago, Jing Jiu had such an exchange with the Snow Queen in the snowy field. Nan Qi had a long and important conversation with him before his death. What would they say today?
"You are lucky."
"It's patience. I have been waiting for you for seventeen years."
"No wonder you will wake up at this time. From the deduction, this is unreasonable. You either wake up long ago or can't wake up. That's why I will come this time."
"You always like to count, but there are many things that are not clear."
"For example, Gu Qing is not afraid of death, or something else?"
"For example, I failed to ascend, but I am still alive."
"But you are really asleep, otherwise how can you hide it from my eyes?"
"Yes, I did continue to sleep for seventeen years. If there is no suitable time, I may continue to sleep."
"Timing?"
"The trigger point of the event."
"I'm curious."
"I will wake up when you are ready to show off your true ability of feathering, and when you really come to this world."
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This conversation was conducted in the divine sense.
At the same time, the battle that has restarted after hundreds of years is continuing.
It is not difficult for them to use one mind, two purposes or even multiple uses.
Jing Jiu Dongnian.
The universe front, the first sword, and the second sword fell again.
Yin three moving thoughts.
The small sword pierced through the air and broke into pieces.
Where the **** met, a drop of blood fell, extremely red, without any impurities.
That is Yin San's blood.
The bone flute burst into the air.
There was a whimper.
Yin San's left arm broke off and turned into gray instantly.
Jing Jiu fingers out again.
The red clothes are like shedding, and the yin three disappears from the place.
A bright red bird flew up from the ruins, avoiding the sword formation, and flew high into the sky.
The feather color on the surface of the red bird is a bit patchy, because it is stained with blood.
Jing Jiu also came to the sky.
The red bird **** its wings.
This is Suzaku flapping its wings.
Countless swordsmanship broke through the sea of clouds, cutting out countless drops of rain.
The imperial city formation suddenly shattered.
Chaoge City is shrouded in rain.
The red bird disappeared without a trace.
Jing Jiu turned around and looked at the ground, then disappeared again.
The next moment, he came to the outside of West City.
There was a cry of ghosts outside the city wall, and the wind and wind dispersed.
Liu Shisui and Su Ziye leaned against the city wall, with the last true essence, resisting the sky full of ghost fires.
Suddenly there was a terrifying mouth of blood in the sky full of ghost fires, and they were about to be swallowed.
At this moment, Jing Jiu came here from the sky, turned into a sword light, and entered the big mouth.
The sky full of ghost fires disappeared instantly, and the green willows came back to life.
The ancestor Xuan Yin stood on the river, his expression changed suddenly, and with a sharp whistle, his body shrank at an unimaginable speed, and his demon body became more indestructible.
With a soft slap, the ancestor Xuanyin's chest slightly protruded, and then broke open, splashing several ink-like thick blood.
Jing Jiu fell to the ground, holding the return dzi bead in his hand, with some blood stains remaining on the surface of the bead.
In the rain in the sky, the yin and phoenix screamed, and the tail feathers were like swords, drawing a straight and deep trace on the ground.
Jing Jiu's bullet pointed at the sky, and countless sword intents rushed to the universe with the three swords, breaking the sky.
After rubbing several times, Yin Feng showed several wounds on the surface of her body. She did not dare to stay, stretched out her sharp claws, grabbed Xuan Yin's ancestors by the shoulders, and flew away with him.
The sky above Chaoge City echoed with the angry and painful voice of the ancestor Xuanyin.
"I'm going to kill him! I can still fight! I accidentally swallowed him! How else could he be my opponent!"
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Looking at Yin Feng who disappeared into the sky, Jing Jiu was silent and did not pursue.
The next moment, his body shook slightly, and several cracks appeared in the white clothes.
"Young Master!" Liu Shisui rushed over, ignoring his injuries, and hurriedly supported him.
Jing Jiu waved his hand, indicating that he was okay.
A thin black feather several feet long slowly fell from the sky and landed at his feet.
He waved his hand to collect Kuroba.
Seeing this scene, Liu Shisui confirmed that he was really okay, and finally relaxed. He could no longer suppress the injury, so he knelt and sat on the ground.
Su Ziye is very familiar with the Xuanyin sect's exercises, and his realm is not necessarily as high as Liu Shisui, and his injuries are much lighter, so he walked in front of Jing Jiu and worshipped the ground. Over the years, he has been active in the West Sea. With the secret support of the imperial court and the Qingshan Sect, he has developed quite well. Although he has not dared to re-play the banner of the Xuanyin Sect, he has also accepted a lot of clerks. He didn't know why Tong Yan had come to Chaoge City by herself~IndoMTL.com~ After seeing so many things today, he didn't even dare to ask. After saluting, he was about to leave.
"If you guess something, don't tell Tong Yan." Jing Jiu said suddenly.
Su Ziye responded respectfully and left directly.
The clouds in the sky were originally extremely pale, but the rain was forced out by Jing Jiu's and Yin San's sword intent, without roots and roots. At this time, they naturally stopped gradually.
The sword intent that came out of the imperial city had long since stopped. The sun was no longer cut, and the color gradually became brighter and lighter. The beauty of the sunset is no longer the beauty of the sunset, but it is more of a spring day.
Jing Jiu looked at Chaoge City and asked, "Is it really a hundred years?"
Liu Shisui said: "Yes, son."
Jing Jiu took out a bone flute from his sleeve, watched it quietly for a moment, and leaned to his lips to play a tune.
There is a red blood line in the bone flute.
As he played, the color of the bloodline gradually faded, until there was nothing, and the bone color was like jade.
Suddenly many wild flowers grew under the walls of Chaoge.
There was a spring rain before.
The sky is like morning.
Countless sword marks appeared in the blue sky, heading in all directions.
This is a sign that the heavens and the earth are growing up.
"Here you are."
Jing Jiu threw the bone flute to Liu Shisui.
Liu Shisui took the bone flute and hid it carefully, shocked in his heart. What shocked him was not that the bone flute of the real Taiping was taken by the son, nor that the son gave the bone flute to himself, nor was it... the son fell asleep for a hundred years and broke through the sky, but when the son learned to play the flute. ?
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(Volume 6 Thousand Autumn Ends)
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