Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm Chapter 3094: 1 drop of heroic tears, 10 marriott heroic blood

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"Haha, haha~"

Dongfang Yushan laughed and said, "You two are crazy, who do you think you are? I am waiting to be polite to you, not because you are great, but because you represent the talents of my heavenly human race, if you lose my heavenly court You are not worthy of such courtesy from the position of Confucianism, and I am not afraid of you at all!"

"Not bad~"

Qinglian Sword Immortal also nodded, "You are right. I represent the Celestial Clan, but I also represent the billion people of Sangziqian Mountain. If I can't rescue them from Sangziqian Mountain, what face do I have? Claiming to be the Qinglian Sword Fairy?"

"What do you mean?"

Eastern Yushan is puzzled, "What is your billion people from Sangziqan Mountain? Your billion people..."

"Do you know why Xiao Wenzong came to bury the celestial void?"

"Do you know why Xiao Wenzong used a pill of mud to fill the emptiness of burying the immortals?"

"Do you know that on the other side of the emptiness of burying immortals, do you have one billion people in the Sangzi Trench Mountain that shrinks every day?"

Qinglian Sword Immortal’s eyes were red. He flew into the sky, facing the sword light of two million sword immortals, and said sharply, "Since I can remember, I have known that the mission of one billion people of the Sangziqianshan clan It is to rescue the Sangziqianshan clan from Sangziqianshan!"

"Because at all times, the Sangziqianshan clan lives in the shadow of death, and neither tomorrow nor death knows which one will come first!"

"Do you know?"

Qinglian Jianxian raised his hand in the direction of Immortal Burying Void, and said, "In the Immortal Burying Void of your Wujian, the other side is Sangziqi Mountain. The Immortal Burying Void not only expands towards the Yaohu heaven, but also towards Sangzi Grain Mountain expands on one side, and the Tianhu horizon is almost infinite. It is not afraid of being swallowed by the emptiness of burying immortals. But Sangzi Grain Mountain is different. On the other side of Sangzi Grain Mountain is the Bohai Sea. Nothing but sucks, the celestial burial void swallowed the Sangzi Gully Mountain, and Bo Hai also blocked the Sangzi Gully Mountain. The world where my Sangzi Gully Clan can survive is drastically reduced every day!"

"In order to prevent the engulfing of the burial celestial void, my Sangzigshan clan requires a blood sacrifice every million years, and every time I select one hundred and eighty thousand people from the clan who are proficient in swordsmanship!"

"Do you know? We have to practice swords since we were young, and we must understand the sword intent at all times, and forge the sword intent that is different from others, because the one hundred and eighty thousand sword intents sacrificed can never be the same. , And our sincere ambition... is to be able to bury the celestial void with blood, and contribute to the survival of my Sangziqianshan clan!"

"You practice swords to live, and we... practice swords to die!"

"Even if it is to die, we will continue to succeed, and we will be proud of death!"

……

Qinglian Jianxian is free and easy, but when it comes to the sorrow of the tribe, he has already burst into tears.

"Kill~"

Dou Mu Yuanjun Liu Yanyu heard tears, and whispered to Yan Zhan, "Who dares to block the way of my good luck building disciples, don't keep one, I will bear the responsibility even if it is the master's punishment!" "

"Not so much~"

Yan Zhan also sighed in his heart, and replied in a low voice, "No one can be merciless. These sword immortals know the master's painstaking efforts and the sufferings of the Sangzigshan Clan, and they will definitely let go!"

Unfortunately, Yan Zhan still underestimated people’s hearts and interests. Before the Qinglian Sword Immortal finished speaking, Panying Sword Ou Sheng Yin and Yang asked strangely: "Qinglian Sword Immortal, Oumou always respects you and others. The meaning of your poems is that Oumou’s life is unattainable, but what you just said is really difficult to convince Oumou. I know it all. It’s hard to fly across the emptiness of the buried immortal, even if I wait for the third stage of Taiqing Tianxian to fall, Oumou I remember that Qinglian Sword Immortal was famous in the Heavenly Court in his early years, how did you...how did you fly across from the other side of the buried fairy void? What strength do you have to fly across?"

The sword immortals were moved. When they heard this, they immediately became suspicious and shouted: "Yes, you must be young at that time. How could you fly from the burial celestial void?"

"Yes, since you can fly, other people must be able to!"

"Even if they can't, now that you can come, bring the space fairy, just bring them all!"

"This is clearly a lie. He and Good Fortune House belong together!"

Seeing everyone you say and I say, the sadness on Qinglian Jianxian’s face is getting worse, but he does not argue, but raises his hand to take out his drunken moon feather goblet, and rubs his finger on his cheek. A little tear fell into it.

Until everyone talked about it, Qinglian Sword Fairy raised his hand a little on the Zuoyueyu Goblet Cup, and in the flash of tears, some broken lights and shadows rushed out of the Zuoyueyuyu Goblet Cup!

"Everyone~"

Qinglian Sword Immortal took a deep breath and said with excitement, "It may be hard to believe what a certain family said, but when a certain family flew across the void of the buried immortal, the patriarch gave the most treasured drunken moon in the family. Feather Cup, this treasure records part of the situation on that day. These images are used to make a family remember, not forgetting their own mission. If you enter into your doubts, then the family will let you see the blood and tears of my Sangzigshan clan. !"

"Swipe~"

As the Qinglian Sword Immortal's voice fell, a blurry situation appeared before more than two million Sword Immortals. This situation was dark and there was no light, and occasionally there was such a flash of fluorescence, which is not what everyone is familiar with. The buried fairy void?

"Qinglian~"

In the vague darkness, an old voice suddenly appeared, "My clan’s future is up to you, I...I'm old, I'm afraid...I will never see you again..."

"The Patriarch~"

Qinglian Jianxian's slightly immature voice sounded on the other side, "Don't worry, I will find a pill of mud!"

"I believe you~"

The patriarch’s voice replied, "Everyone in the clan believes that you are the future of our clan..."

The patriarch’s voice paused for a while, and then said again after a moment: "Qinglian, I know... you will regret being born in Sangzigshan Mountain. If you were born anywhere in the heavenly court, you would not have to bear such a heavy responsibility, you would definitely become The most dazzling sword fairy in the heavens!"

"No!"

Qinglian Jianxian's voice is very firm, "Patriarch, I have never regretted being born into the Sangziqianshan clan. I have always been proud of the Sangziqianshan clan. The people love me so much, and I will definitely return them! "

"You are the unprecedented genius of my Sangziqianshan clan, and my forty-nine elders of Sangziqianshan sacrificed his life for divination. First of all, you are the candidate to save my Sangziqianshan~"

The patriarch said again, “That’s why we, Sangzighan Mountain, have devoted all the power of the whole clan to exhaust the blood of ten Wanwan’s outstanding talents, and send you through the emptiness of burying immortals! And this drunken moon feather goblet will record the blood-stained emptiness. When you shed a drop of heroic tears... you will see today’s scene, the heaven is infinitely good, Sangziqianshan is hometown, Qinglian, I don’t ask you to make promises, and I won’t ask for your time, I I just hope that you will keep the blood that 100,000 people gave you... in your heart..."

"The Patriarch~"

Qinglian Jianxian asked again, "Since I can send me there, why don't you put the people in the fairy space and take them away?"

"The so-called celestial burial void~"

The patriarch replied, "One is the burial of immortals. There are many immortals buried here, and the other is the void. Apart from the sword intent in the center of the burial void, there are some weird voids. In this void, there is no space to exist. The fairy space will explode when it gets there. Of course, you are still young. This time there are Lu Qingping and some sword slaves who have passed with you. Their mission is to protect your safety..."

Immediately afterwards, there was dead silence within the light and shadow, no sound, no light and shadow, but no one spoke, everyone stared at the light and shadow, as if waiting for something!

Suddenly, Qinglian Sword Immortal heard an extremely distant voice: "The Patriarch..."

"...I'm getting old~"

The patriarch’s voice is farther away, "My blood is still useful, just...be your first step out of the Sangzi Grain Mountain..."

"Puff~"

A little blood was born in the pitch black, and then, the vague figure flashed, there was no passionate announcement, no clear appearance, "Puff" was a little blood...

"Brother Qinglian..."

A more naive woman's voice, both timid and firm, called, "Quick..."

"Puff~"

"Puff~~"

A little bit of blood, like the most brilliant flower in the night sky, blooming in the dark, a faint arc-shaped outline traverses the moat that is too clear to fly across, and ten marvelous blood, built up with life A road leading to heaven.

After that, there was a cry of "click" and everything was frozen and still!

A drop of heroic tears, ten marriott's outstanding blood, the heaven is infinitely good, and the mountain is hometown! !

The tears on Qinglian Jianxian’s face have dried up~IndoMTL.com~ Over the years, he has shed enough tears. He quietly looks at the sword light that still seals the world and raises his hand to lightly touch Drunken Moon. Feather goblet cup, all the light and shadow in the sky fall into it.

His gaze fell on the Zuiyue Feather Goblet, and he said: "Ten Wanwan’s outstanding blood is actually not enough. The sword slaves I brought with me also died in the emptiness of the immortal, and none of them were left, but they even They are dead, and their souls follow me. They won’t re-enter samsara unless they see Sangziqiang Mountain; I drink with this drunken moon feather goblet, drinking the blood of my Sangziqishan clan, and drinking me Own tears!"

After finishing speaking, Qinglian Sword Immortal's eyes are like electricity, looking at the sword curtain, sadly said: "Now, the hope of my Sangzigshan clan is right in front of my eyes. If you have some conscience, you should know Wujian and life and death... Which is important, the survival of my Sangziqianshan clan, and the birth and death of Sangziqianshan, are within your thoughts!!!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal is really arrogant, but when it comes to such a critical point, he can't help but cry, looking at the sword immortal in front of him earnestly, hoping that they can make a choice based on their conscience...

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