Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 495: Bashan Sword Tomb

Chapter 495 Bashan Sword Tomb

No wonder Yue Hongling didn't chase her at all.

Because she knew that with that sword strike, Shi Wuding would be dead, ending the reason why she went to Bashan in the first place.

I was able to hold on and run out to talk to Han Wubing later on, because the sword energy that was still in my body belonged to someone else...

Well, this time it finally played a big role and was not run over by the little man. Yue Hongling expressed her satisfaction. It didn't matter if other people's eyes were focused on Han Wubing. What he did was not for others to see.

She felt a little emotional in her heart. No wonder Shi Wuding, as the most representative swordsman in Daxia, devoted himself wholeheartedly to the breakthrough of swordsmanship. He did so many things and lived like a villain, but he failed to achieve breakthrough no matter what. Can't find the triple secret.

Of course he can't break through. He doesn't even know who he is. How can an incomplete person break through the third secret that represents the highest level of martial arts in the world?

Even if you achieve a breakthrough, it may only be nourishment for others.

Of course, Xue Xiao's purpose in engaging sword slaves may not be the same as Shi Wuding... Shi Wuding really did it for the sword, and in order to obtain thousands of sword intentions, he did not use the sword slaves to engage in any martial arts conspiracy. Snow Owl's purpose for doing this is not necessarily clear...

Yue Hongling turned to look at Zhao Changhe. His battle had come to an end and he no longer needed help.

As Zhao Changhe judged, Venerable Doluo himself was badly injured. His flesh and blood had to be borrowed for an indefinite period of time, his vitality was also stolen for an indefinite period of time, and his soul itself was beaten away after entangled with the corpse demon. The ability to look handsome and reborn from a drop of blood, and to cause the space to turn like a blood moon and the sky to be filled with blood, and to create a demonic power that brings terror to the world, mainly relies on the power of the Book of Heaven.

The Book of Heaven does not survive with Yao, and does not perish with Jie. No matter who you are, it is beneficial to be by its side.

But if you want to get it, you have to meet certain thresholds. At least this page of the heavenly book, which is based on life, cannot allow these crooked and incomplete lives to get hold of itself.

So Shi Wuding and Venerable Duoluo couldn't take away the Heavenly Book directly and could only transform it on the spot. However, Zhao Changhe grabbed it without even asking for certification. His aura was too close to the Heavenly Book.

I carry two pages with me for a long time and often give it a spa treatment. That relationship is no joke.

The Book of Heaven became the private property of Zhao Changhe, and it no longer provided power to Venerable Duoluo, so it was immediately abolished.

Not only did the terrifying power that he tried to blast dissipate instantly, but even the blood man who had just grown vigorously shriveled up visibly. At that time, the vitality of the blood man who died without certainty completely disappeared, and a black gas rushed out from the blood bubble, trying to Make space.

In front of me, a cloth bag was carried down: "This is the corpse demon from before... Oh, you said his name is Xuewu, right? The spirit bag he lived in can hold the soul. Can you go in and smell his scent?"

The dignified Yujing Gods and Demons couldn't avoid this bag at all, so they fell in, and the mouth of the bag was quickly wrapped tightly.

There was a fierce struggle in the bag, and there were bulges everywhere, as if it was about to break through.

Zhao Changhe once again posted a talisman on it, and the world became peaceful.

"Blind blind, such a terrifying thing? Mi Lai Tan Mi [Huai Sun frame?..."

"How terrifying is it? Can't you see that this is the end of a powerful battle? As long as you don't be intimidated by the momentum and have enough courage to face it, it's not as difficult as the Yue Hongling battle."

"The previous wave of life siphoning also relied on courage? I can't solve it without clearing the river mirror!"

"Are you bragging that you have a soft job?"

"What the hell..."

"Changhe." Yue Hongling strode forward: "Why do you look so gloomy and uncertain? Are you secretly injured?"

"No, no." Zhao Changhe put away the spirit bag and the heavenly book and opened his arms: "My Hong Ling is still the most reliable. It's done, how about a kiss?"

Yue Hongling was not polite, strode forward, hugged him, and kissed him **** the lips.

Since my escape from Bashan this time, I have been involved in countless battles, including Miao Gu magic, human rankings and earth rankings, ancient holy beasts, and imperial gods and demons. I can't breathe, and I feel like my head is hanging on my belt all the time. , injured so much that all the bones in his body are falling apart.

Finally on this Dragon Boat Festival, the dust settled, the sword broke through the ground list, and the body ascended to the second level.

Despite Yue Hongling's perseverance, it was inevitable that she would feel physically and mentally exhausted, and completely relaxed that everything was over. She just wanted to hug and kiss her lover and vent the passion in her heart.

What books, what bags... I don't bother to think about anything... Anyway, as long as he is here, Yue Hongling feels that she doesn't need to think too much. Since being taken over by him on the bank of Cangshan Mountain, the previous feeling of powerlessness in fighting the southwest alone has completely disappeared. He is like the backbone of the family, holding everything up.

As the two of them kissed, the **** phenomenon caused by the "immortal blood demon body" around them began to fade away.

The blood-colored sky has returned to clearness, and even a bit of colorful rays of light have not dissipated. The original feeling of ferocity and depression completely disappeared, replaced by freshness and vitality. The vitality released from the Book of Heaven enveloped the holy mountain, and the mountain was lush. Even the insects, snakes, eagles and beasts raised by people became energetic, and even some Raising Gu was pleasantly surprised to find that his Gu had advanced to the first level.

The color of the blood moon in front faded, and the formation cover disappeared. The spirit tribesmen who knelt outside watched helplessly as the missing areas on the mountain top were slowly lifted like a blood-colored curtain, revealing the lush green rocks and vegetation on the top of the mountain again.

Under the fierce battle, the vegetation and rocks were shattered and messy. The holy men and women hugged each other in the middle, hugging each other as if no one else was around, enjoying the joy of victory.

The sun was shining, and there seemed to be a sacred halo behind them.

It's beautiful.

Sisi was so sore that her teeth fell out.

The most tragic thing is that not only can she not show her jealousy, she also has to set an example and lead the crowd in kowtowing: "See the Holy Envoy."

All the people of the Spiritual Tribe woke up from a dream, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared: "See the Holy Envoy!"

Looking at that enthusiastic look, this holy envoy is confirmed. At this moment, Zhao Changhe's prestige is probably higher than hers.

But at this moment, Sisi no longer had any of the entanglements she had before.

If such a person is not worthy of entrustment, then who else can?

The tsunami-like shouts woke up the man and woman who were kissing passionately. The two turned their heads and glanced at each other. Yue Hongling was not stunned and said with a smile: "Go and be your envoy. I will go back and rest."

"There is nothing to do." Zhao Changhe stepped forward and said only one sentence: "This envoy is the messenger sent by the ancestral **** to announce the intention of the ancestral **** and appoint Xiang Simeng as a saint. What she preaches is It is an oracle. Xiang Simeng has full authority to deal with the matter."

Sisi looked at him blankly, her eyes filled with mist.

Zhao Changhe waved his hand tiredly: "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. You will perform your own rituals. The ancestors will give you their own gifts. I will go back to rest first, so be it."

He was indeed tired. Although the previous pain was transferred by Sisi, the wounds that were cut into pieces still existed. This battle still made the wounds look like they were bursting. He was extremely tired mentally and just wanted to sleep.

The Ling people kowtow in the mountain call: "Send the Holy Envoy a respectful greeting."

Yue Hongling shook her head and supported Zhao Changhe as he walked slowly down the mountain. When he reached the mountainside, Han Wubing was still sitting there cross-legged. When he saw the dog man and woman coming down, the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Yue Hongling handed over a sword: "The sword dropped before Shi Wuding."

Han Wubing took it: "Thank you."

Zhao Changhe said: "Hey, when you kill Shi Wuding, the book of troubled times does not flash, maybe because it is in the secret realm... I don't know if it will flash after I get out."

Han Wubing said: "Maybe it slipped. We can't see it inside... Anyway, I wasn't the one who killed him. It was my sister-in-law's feat to record in the Book of Troubled Times."

Zhao Changhe said: "Are you talking too much?"

Han Wubing grimaced.

Zhao Changhe said: "I mean you don't care about words so much now, so say more? For example, say the word sister-in-law a few times, I like to hear it, and your sister-in-law also likes to hear it."

Han Wubing shut up angrily, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yue Hongling was not angry either. She changed from supporting him to grabbing his ears: "Who wants to hear it, ah? Who wants to hear it? Ask someone who is not sick to know how many sisters-in-law he has?"

"You mean to admit that you are my sister-in-law... Oh, shit... They are still worshiping the Holy Envoy over there, give me some face, save some..."

"Go back and heal your wounds. You know how poor you are. Being a holy envoy is amazing, right? Now if you dare to touch a little girl from the Spirit Tribe, this heroine will kill this kind of lewd thief!"

Han Wubing twitched his lips and watched the dog man and woman leave.

Not only did he talk more, he felt that Yue Hongling had also changed now, becoming much more outrageous than him.

With the smoke and smoke, it becomes more and more protective of food.

But her sword is getting stronger and stronger...

Han Wubing withdrew his gaze and fell on the corpse of Shi Wuding in front of him. After being silent for a long time, he finally stood up, picked up the sword of Shi Wuding that Yue Hongling had just given, and slowly dug a hole for Shi Wuding on the ground. The body was buried inside. He cut a wooden sign and inserted it on it, with four words written on it: "Bashan Sword Tomb."

After carving, he buried the sword in the soil and strode down the mountain.

Outside the secret realm at this time, the whole world looked up and looked at the golden light of the book of troubled times penetrating the sky:

"In March, Yue Hongling worshiped Jian Bashan, broke through the secret, was injured and left. After a long pursuit, Yue Hongling escaped into the Miao territory."

"In May, Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling were fighting together at the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. They were defeated and both escaped into a secret realm."

"I chased into the secret realm at random times, fell into ambush, and escaped by falling off the cliff."

"Dragon Boat Festival, Yue Hongling will fight again without any certainty. He will break through the second layer of secret treasures before the battle, and he will be killed at the top of Yunyang Mountain with no certainty."

"There is no definite serious injury status, which directly replaces the unfair ranking. We should fill in the rankings, and Yue Hongling will be promoted to the top spot."

"Thirty-six on the Earth Ranking, Sunset Divine Sword Yue Hongling!"

"I am sad that the clouds are floating in the world, and I feel that the water of the passing years will never be returned. I thank you for the place where you have received kindness in the past, and I will rely on you to knock on the Zen pass when you return."

This sentence is incomprehensible. It doesn't seem to be talking about Yue Hongling at all, but it seems to be sighing about Wu De, and someone else.

I don’t know if it’s because the battle in the secret realm is particularly vague, or because it’s somewhat personal… No one can understand what this is saying.

In short, not only was there no replacement ranking as usual, but a certain foot bath VIP who played a leading role in this matter was also deliberately downplayed, making the process confusing, and there was a sense that Yue Hongling was just accidentally killed and seriously injured. , as if winning without force.

However, no amount of Spring and Autumn writing techniques can erase Yue Hongling's feat of enlightening the sword in front of the formation, breaking through the second level, and slashing the formation to the ground.

Everyone is thinking about a question.

Is this woman the youngest double secret treasure and the youngest person on the earth list in all times?