No wonder Yue Hongling didn't chase him 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.
Later, I was able to hold on and run out to talk to Han Wubing, 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 that she was satisfied. 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 was the most representative swordsman in Daxia. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to breaking through the swordsmanship. He did so many things and lived like a villain, but he could not break through the three secrets. Tibetan.
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 force 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, 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 Duoluo 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 a certain threshold. At least this page of the heavenly book based on life cannot allow these crooked and incomplete lives to get their hands on themselves.
Therefore, Venerable Shi Wuding and Duoluo could not 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 energy rushed out from the blood bubble, trying to get out of the space. .
There was a cloth bag in front of me: "This is the corpse demon from before... Oh, you said his name is Xue Wu, 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 into it, 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 put a talisman on it again, and the world became peaceful.
"Blind blind, you can't bear to take action against such a terrifying thing..."
"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 Yue Hongling's battle."
"Did the previous wave of life siphoning also rely 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 heavily on the lips.
Since this escape from Bashan, there have been countless battles, big and small, involving Miao Gu magic, human rankings and earth rankings, ancient holy beasts, and imperial gods and demons. I can't breathe. I feel like my head is hanging on my belt all the time, and I am so injured. All the bones in his body are falling apart.
Finally, on this Dragon Boat Festival sunrise, 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, completely relaxed that everything was over, and 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 bloody 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 little colorful glow has 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 top of the mountain were slowly lifted like a blood-colored curtain, revealing the lush green rocks and trees on the top of the mountain again.
Under the fierce battle, the vegetation and rocks were broken and exploded. The holy men and women hugged each other in the middle, hugging and kissing as if no one else was around, enjoying the joy of victory.
The sun was shining, and there seemed to be a divine halo behind them.
Very 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?
A tsunami-like cry woke up the man and woman who were kissing passionately. The two turned to look at each other. Yue Hongling was not stunned and said with a smile: "Go and be your envoy. I'll 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 ancestor god to announce the intention of the ancestor god and appoint Xiang Simeng as a saint. What she preaches is the oracle." . As soon as the Spirit Clan responds to the matter, Xiang Simeng will have full authority to handle it."
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 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 concretely. This battle still made the wounds look like they were bursting. He was extremely tired mentally and just wanted to sleep.
The Ling tribe shouted and kowtowed: "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 that Shi Wuding dropped before."
Han Wubing took it: "Thank you."
Zhao Changhe said: "Hey, when you kill Shi Wuding, the Book of Troubled Times doesn't flash, maybe because it's in the secret realm... I don't know if it will flash after I get out."
Han Wubing said: "Maybe it slipped, we just couldn'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 cherish words like gold 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 and didn't bother 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 great, 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 of fireworks, I am more and more protective of my food.
But her sword is getting stronger and stronger...
Han Wubing withdrew his gaze and landed on Shi Wuding's corpse in front of him. After being silent for a long time, he finally stood up, picked up the Shi Wuding sword that Yue Hongling had just given, and slowly dug a hole in the ground to bury Shi Wuding's corpse. Got in. 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 together 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 wounded and left. After a thousand-mile 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."
"When the time comes, I pursue you into a secret place, fall into a trap, and escape by falling off a cliff."
"Dragon Boat Festival, Yue Hongling will fight again without any certainty. He will break through the second layer of secrets before the battle, and he will be killed at the top of Yunyang Mountain without any certainty."
"Shi Wu's serious injury status 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 feel sad that the clouds in the world are uncertain, 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 the Zen Pass when I 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 Ding 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 substitution according to the usual ranking, but a certain foot bath guest who played a leading role in this matter was also deliberately downplayed, making the process confusing, and there was even a sense that Yue Hongling was just a missed kill and was seriously injured. It doesn't look like it's martial.
But 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 killing the ground leader in formation.
Everyone is thinking about a question.
Is this woman the youngest double secret treasure and the youngest earth ranking in the history?
(End of chapter)
