"Madman! This madman!"
Sword Master Yu had never let out such an angry roar, almost covering up the sound of the Tianshan Mountain collapsing.
After six hundred years, the Tianshan Mountains collapsed again, and the Thirteen Sword Souls that dominated the world of swordsmanship died and returned to their original state. This means that Sword Master Yu can no longer "point the sword palace" and become a golden immortal.
Even more seriously, the Tianxi Sword Sect lost the support and inheritance of the Thirteen Swords.
The status of the three Tiandao sects is even more precarious, and it is very likely that they will be eliminated by the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan. From then on, the three sects in the world will be reduced to two sects.
The dazzling scorching light gradually faded away amid the angry roar of Sword Master Yu.
Bailian, who was originally standing by the side of the sword tomb, now appeared on the top of Tianshan Mountain.
He was dressed in light robes, his hair and clothes fluttering in the wind, and his whole person was enveloped in a mighty golden light.
The talisman on the clothes he held between his fingertips had burned into ashes. It was clear that he had caused a great disaster. Even though a disaster was approaching, he still remained calm and unfazed.
His eyebrows were clear and calm, looking at the Shenglong Sword that had lost its spiritual brilliance from the southeast and fell dimly, and his black eyes were filled with a quiet and transparent luster.
This spirit is like the waves in the sky. People in the boat have no fear, while those outside the boat are trembling with fear and are in chaos when they see chaos.
The Thirteen Swordsmen who were kneeling on the ground had already stood up. They lowered their heads and saw that the personal swords that had accompanied them for hundreds of years were now turned into stone, losing their spirituality, and could not communicate with the soul of the sword.
This was a strange feeling they had never experienced before.
They have... lost their qualifications to protect the mountain.
His cultivation is still there, but his sword intention has disappeared. From now on, the Tianxi Sword Sect is without a sword. This is a terrible fact.
Haonong looked at the crazy Sword Master Yu in the mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and evil in his heart.
He thought to himself that this Bailiyu was really trying to get on his nose, he was so shameless!
The young master persuaded them with kind words to stop them from attacking the Thirteen Sword Souls, but he didn't appreciate it at all.
He was so arrogant and coaxing that he would sacrifice the lives of his disciples to protect Tianshan's immortality for him.
Although Haonong didn't know what the dispute was between Bailian and Sijian Yurong.
But in the war slave camp of the demon world, the story of Yun Rong, the fourth sword of Tianxi, who snatched the bride in front of everyone on the wedding day of the demon king a few months ago, and fled with the demon king's wife, was very shocking.
At that time, it was his young master who Sijian Yunrong was trying to steal.
Few people in the human world knew about this, but the way Haonong looked at Bai Lian and Yun Rong today clearly indicated that something was wrong.
There must be something fishy between the two.
If the master of the Tianxi Sword wants to touch the young master's people now, he is afraid that he will suffer a big loss.
The thirteen soul cords were completely severed, and the connection between the Qing Dynasty and the Tianshan Mountains was like a lotus root that had been cut off.
Although the invisible threads of spiritual power are stretching and continuing to connect the heaven and the earth, they are like smoke and may turn into catkins and disperse in the wind at any time.
I don't know if it was because of the thin white threads connecting the sky and the earth like a spider web, but the Tianshan Mountains did not fall very fast, just like a giant whale sinking into the underwater world.
In the White Camel Mountain, a large group of Tianxi disciples looked up at the sky in fear. They were already in a mess.
The Thirteen Swordsmen of the Tianxi looked at each other, their minds turbulent.
At this moment, my son, even the sect leader may not be able to order the sword palace in time.
"This is really a big show..."
Wang Yi stood in the mountain forest, waving his arms lightly to sweep the room. The ancient trees in the forest that obscured his sight fell to both sides, revealing a broad field of vision.
He looked at the red flames in the sky that were blooming to the extreme. Did he look at the broken and mottled Tianshan Mountains?
Wang Yi's pale pupils were bottomless and he murmured: "You always bring different surprises to people. The dragon that Ye Yichuan has worked hard to raise for two hundred years is completely useless in front of you today." land.
That thing just now was clearly...the power of the ancient gods within the bronze door. Oh, how many miracles and secrets are hidden in you? "
The dragon was soaring and tumbling restlessly in the clouds, seeming to feel a great threat in the hot heat, and kept making long-lasting groans.
Wang Yi sighed and said: "Well, no matter what, today's goal has been achieved. Since we can destroy the Tianshan Mountains without a single blow, it is naturally the best ending. No matter how much Bailiyu tries, it will be difficult to reverse the situation. "
After he sighed, he threw a dark bead from his sleeve. The eight anxious dragons in the clouds turned into a dark sand mist and merged into the bead.
Wang Yi put away the beads and smiled at the sky: "The rest will be left to your family to play with."
A five-color soul floated out of Ye Yichuan's body, and then, Ye Yichuan's body fell down like a puppet with its strings broken.
The heart in his chest turned into a pile of minced meat and flowed all over the floor along his clothes.
Ye Yichuan's lifeless eyes gradually regained their original brightness, and his independent consciousness slowly took over this body.
He fell on the snow, slowly raised his bloodless face, and looked at the majestic Tianshan Mountains falling in the sky.
His dry lips moved slightly, and he turned his head with difficulty, looking blankly and sadly at the corpse not far away.
"It shouldn't be like this..." He murmured, his voice trembling, tears staining his face: "It shouldn't be like this..."
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Sword Master Yu's face was already indescribably ugly. The thousands of years of Tianxi Sword Sect's foundation would eventually be destroyed.
Even in the bloody battle between good and evil, he still protected Tianshan from falling.
Today, among the three sects of Heavenly Dao, Tianxi Sword Sect is the most powerful.
But after today, the future of Tianxi Sword Sect, which was supposed to usher in the golden age of cultivating immortals, was completely ruined.
When I think about the future of the Tianxi Sword Sect, it will be slowly forgotten by the world in the relics of history, and will decline into a third-rate cultivation sect that can be seen everywhere...
Just thinking about such a scene is extremely scary.
Sword Master Yu's eyes showed a bit of horror. He pulled out the dragon-slaying sword of the ground sword, looked at Yun Rong, and his tone was a bit angry:
"What is your relationship with that boy?"
Yun Rong opened his mouth, not knowing what explanation he should give.
It was her inner demon that had something to do with that little corpse demon.
It was also her corpse demon who was interested in the little corpse demon.
The most she had with him was that she gave him a little snowman.
It was just a misunderstanding, and Yun Rong really didn't know how to explain it to the sect leader.
Is it possible to tell the sect leader that I cultivated in seclusion and cultivated an inner demon that was so bold and lustful?
She stole my Kenshin Tongmei, slept with a man outside, and perfectly framed this evil deed on her head, which led to this series of tragedies...
Thinking of this, Yun Rong's mouth turned bitter, and she regretted so much that she had agreed to exchange identities with her inner demon for the sake of those few sword scriptures when she was in the demon world.
Apart from being distressed, Yun Rong also felt subtly flattered.
Although she was influenced by her own demons, she had never been treated so desperately since she was born and started practicing Taoism.
She couldn't understand the little corpse demon's thoughts. It was just a physical relationship, how could he be so interested in her.
For Yun Rong, the seven emotions and six desires are as simple as three meals a day. There is nothing to save, and the love between a man and a woman is even more empty talk.
She didn't understand how she could make him so angry because she obeyed the orders of the sect leader and fulfilled the accusations.
Seeing that Yun Rong remained silent for a long time, Sword Master Yu's eyes became colder and colder:
"Don't tell me that my Tianshan Mountain collapsed and all my swords died because of those boring reasons of love and love!"
The two swords took a step across the girl, and before Yun Rong could speak, he protected her behind him.
She has always had a gentle temper and is known as the flower that understands words. At this moment, she rarely goes against Sword Master Yu’s wishes:
"Sect Master, having the Thirteen Soul Cords cut off and Tianshan Mountain collapsing is an outcome that none of us want to see. How can we anger Fourth Junior Sister for no reason?"
Sword Master Yu's words seemed to be a sign of anger.
Just now he issued the order to disperse the troops. It was not because Yun Rong refused to obey. It was not because she did not have the determination to sacrifice her life to guard Tianshan. Yue Nu felt that it was impossible to determine who was right and who was wrong in this matter.
When Tianshan collapsed, it was hard for her to even feel any blame for Bai Lian.
It can only be said that the perspectives are different and the views are different.
There is no reason why the swordsman of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi must die. The junior brother wants to protect Yun Rong. No one can judge whether he is right or wrong.
But Yue Nu knew clearly in her heart that with the sect leader's strong temper, he was afraid that he would fight his junior brother until death.
Sword Master Yu was obviously almost unable to suppress the anger and murderous intention in his heart.
He took a deep breath, looked towards the sky, tightened his grip on the sword, and said in a cold voice:
"The Tianshan Sword Tomb must not just fall into the human world and become mortal! I will spend my life's cultivation to transform the environment into a bridge and re-stabilize the connection between Tianshan Mountain and Shangqing Soul Cable. You will continue to walk the path of military solution. Melt the mountain with your body.”
In response to this decisive and almost cruel order, Yue Nu's face changed slightly, but she didn't say anything more, she just lowered her head and said yes.
Ji Pei objected bluntly: "I hope the sect leader will think twice."
Sword Master Yu’s eyes were like lightning.
Ji Pei said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Now that the mountain has collapsed and it has become a fait accompli, the sect leader should stop the losses in time and rectify the disciples of the sect. The most important thing is to solemnize the sect."
If you spend all your cultivation power to stay in Tianshan now, and the Thirteen Swordsmen and we all fall one after another, the Tianxi Sword Sect at that time will be the real lost inheritance, as thin and brittle as paper. "
No matter how sharp a sword is to protect it, if the sword is sacrificed with blood and the sword holder is lost, wouldn't this protection be meaningless?
I don’t know since when, the significance of Tianxi Sword Sect’s existence depends on this immortal sword mountain.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The fierceness in Sword Master Yu's eyes was even more intense, and his eyes were as sharp as a razor:
"Since I am in charge of the Tianshan Mountains, I can give up my personal life and death in the face of the great road of the world! The great seal, the drums and horns are contending, and five thousand years of history and civilization are all tied to this!
The Tao Yun accumulated in the Tianshan Mountains is not the same. The virtues carried by thousands of swords reach the heaven and the earth, which can be passed down like fire for thousands of years!
As long as this mountain of fire is immortal, don't say that you and I will die here today, but all the 70,000 disciples of our Tianxi Sword Sect will turn their bodies into bones, and they can also benefit future generations, and the new and the old will replace each other. , The sword is endless! "
Sword Master Yu's overly rigid and traditional persistence and hostility are no longer the same thing.
The Thirteen Swordsmen are not greedy for life and afraid of death, but they are just forcing their troops to retreat at this moment, and using their own souls and energy to support the mountains, it is just the light of day and night.
The internally depleted Tianshan Mountains can no longer withstand any ravages of wind and rain.
This move makes absolutely no sense.
But Sword Master Yu always likes to seek miracles in completely meaningless desperate situations.
Even if the sect leader is like this, as the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianxi, he can only move forward with a heavy load.
Sword Master Yu's Shenglong Sword has completely lost its spirituality. All sword spirits in the world are tied to the majestic power of the Tianshan Sword Tomb.
Now that the Tianshan Mountain has collapsed and the sword spirit has died, the Shenglong Sword, which is unique in the world, is like an ordinary sword and cannot be driven solely by the sword in its mind.
Sword Master Yu took a long breath of heaven and earth energy, stepped on the Qinggang Sword Wind, and passed the Qingjian Jue from Yu Taishang into the sky. The great river of energy in his body was like a sea of waves.
He wiped his fingers across the blade of the sword, and the skin was broken. The blood smeared on the sword's edge was not bright red, but dark purple in color!
The momentum of the dying Shenglong Sword suddenly surged, just like a fish about to die of thirst suddenly found a cool spring of water.
The cold edge of the sword was stained with a layer of purple lightning and green frost, and there was a soaring snake hovering over the sword.
The incision between Sword Master Yu's fingers healed quickly, but his face turned pale, blue blood vessels were faintly visible, and he felt depressed.
He held the sword in both hands, and the python rose into the sky. He sent the rising dragon in his hand toward the sky.
The sky breaks, and a ray of dawn shines down, like a crack in the heavenly gate.
The rising dragon sword flies straight up, like a wild waterfall flowing through the sky, connecting two lives, with majestic momentum.
The sky was forcibly opened by Sword Master Yu with a heaven-defying move, and the clear air from the upper realm overflowed.
Sword Master Yu used his role as a medium, with his eyebrows wide open, and his lifelong cultivation was washed out like a torrential river, turning into an extremely long sea of spiritual power, and merged into the Tianshan Mountains, which were already in danger of collapsing.
The fall of the majestic Tianshan Mountain became more and more gentle.
"Solution!" Sword Master Yu gave the order without any doubt!
The sword masters of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi untied their swords one after another, cut their palms, spilled blood, pressed their palms close to the ground, and silently recited the Art of Unleashing the Sword in a low voice:
"Neither arises nor dies. At all times, thoughts are self-evident. All phenomena are unstagnate. One truth, all truths, and all realms are smooth and smooth!"
The essence and blood in the body poured into the earth like a torrent!
There was a dull vibration from the dead Tianshan Mountain at the feet of everyone, just like the pulse of the earth, continuously sucking the essence and blood of the eleven people into the mountain.
The silence is like the clear sound of swords echoing again in the ancient mountains.
But a majestic thousand-year-old ancient sword mountain cannot be filled with the essence and blood of eleven people.
After devouring the essence and blood, it’s time to devour the bones, flesh, soul, and soul!
The square inch of ground beneath everyone's feet instantly burned, cracking into several orange-red lines of ground fire.
The blazing red earth veins clung to the bodies of the eleven people like vines, greedily absorbing the essence and souls in their bodies.
"Well..." Everyone's faces showed unbearable pain, and their bodies seemed to be integrated with the Tianshan Mountains.
"Don't even think about it." Balian, who was standing on the top of the mountain, had calm eyes and a calm tone.
Sword Master Yu's eyes suddenly turned, he looked at him coldly and said coldly:
"If I'm not mistaken, there are only two of the mysterious talismans in your body. Now that you have used them up, what other means can you use to continue collapsing the mountain?"
Balian glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
He slowly raised an arm, with his wide sleeves looking like a big dance, and two tiny bright red marks between his arms burned like cinnabar.
As if summoned, he opened his palms toward the dark place below the mountain.
“Buzz!!!!!!”
A clear dragon's roar runs through the mountains of heaven, earth, and mountains, as if breaking through the seal in the eternal darkness, chanting for the long-lost freedom!
Frost begins to form between heaven and earth!
The sky is frosting, the ground is freezing, and the speed of the wind and snow flying between the sky and the earth has slowed down.
It was as if space and time were frozen by a terrifying holy power.
Lines of white air frost visible to the naked eye formed in the invisible air, and the fluffy falling snow, as light as catkins, also condensed into a hard cold feeling.
Under this terrible chill, everything seemed dead, and the world seemed to have returned to the ice age when there was no fire in the world.
Sword Master Yu opened his eyes wide, his pale face full of shock.
On the top of the mountains in the cold time, the soaring silver-white wings crush the world, extremely sacred, boiling, majestic, dazzling, and holy beauty!
Those are a pair of huge Yinglong wings that cover the sky, possessing the most miraculous power in the world.
The legend that was supposed to be extinct, the only true dragon in the six realms, broke through the shackles, took off the seal, and answered the call with mottled scars all over his body.
The wind and frost of heaven and earth are gone, and the path of heaven and earth is broken!
A pair of silver-white sacred dragon wings held up the sky, and the sword master's feathers supported a piece of heaven and earth. The small world also saw the dragon wings for a moment, and was supported even more huge and distant.
Even if the qi, intelligence and spiritual power in his body were released to a great extent, it could not make up for the suddenly huge wings of heaven and earth!
When the wings spread, the wind, frost, and ice crystals are like chips, and the dust is like a curtain.
Bailian jumped down from the top of Tianshan Mountain, and Yinglong, who was covered in silver and was covered with dragon scales like rocks, flew up to catch him.
Seeing the overly young boy summoning the legendary dragon, he stood firmly on the sacred dragon's head.
In the extremely cold storm, Bailian's face was as cold as water and jade, and in his eyes were the burning red mountains and the eleven people with their essence and blood exhausted. He raised his arm again and pointed at the Tianshan Mountains.
Sword Master Yu's throat tightened, and his whole body trembled with despair. He said excitedly and angrily: "You dare! You dare to do this! I will definitely kill you without a burial place!"
Balian was unmoved, treating his words as dust and bullshit. He held the dragon horns with one hand and pointed at the Tianshan Mountains with the other. His eyes were cold and his thin lips whispered: "Climb this mountain for me!"
Since he has said that he will break the death order issued by the sword master to his disciples, then he will definitely carry it out to the end!
The sacred silver-white dragon roared, without hesitation, fluttered its wings straight into the sky, and crashed into the Tianshan Mountains.
Sword Master Yu spurted blood wildly, and his energy was completely thrown into chaos. The Shenglong Sword also broke into several pieces, waving purple sword fire, and both the man and the sword withered and fell.
The Tianshan sword tomb was completely overturned and turned upside down, and the military liberation was forced to stop.
The passing essence and blood poured back into the body, but the Thirteen Swordsmen could not stay in the Tianshan Mountains and fell one after another.
When the sky was shaking and the mountains were shaking, Bai Lian did not forget to use the Qiu Shui Sword to catch Yun Rong firmly.
Yun Rong, who received this honor, felt the powerful Qiushui Sword under his body, and his eyes brightened with shock!
The fine white silk threads connecting Tianshan Mountain and the Shangqing Realm were also completely severed.
Bailian punched the mountain hard with his fist, looked directly at the earth of mortals, and said calmly: "Get down!"
Boom! ! !
In a resolute and almost cruel way, Bai Lian completely dashed the hope in Sword Master Yu's heart with one punch!
Tianshan... finally fell into the world and became the only Fanshan among the thousands of mountains!
Sword Master Yu's face looked like death, slumped and despairing!
Sorry everyone, the update has to be postponed until tomorrow. I completed a 5,000-word chapter today and will update it twice tomorrow. Today is too difficult. It’s another day of collapse. Why should I eat that stuff? It already hurts. When the nerve is hit, it's not just a toothache, it feels like half of the face, eyes and ears are hurting due to the nerve being pulled. The pain was indescribable. It was throbbing and throbbing. It felt like it was in line with the sentence in the book. It was all blocked, and the inflammation was not going away. My eyes were dry and swollen, and my ears and throat were sore. What?
My pain is crazy today. Can anyone tell me whether toothache is so terrible? It's really not an exaggeration at all. It was clear from last night that I couldn't cover half of my face with pain. As soon as I swallowed my saliva and ate something, my whole body exploded on the spot. It was so painful.
A week has passed and I am so broken. I hope things will get better tomorrow and I can finish both updates in one go.
