The sword fell very slowly, but the overwhelming pressure was as heavy as the sky.
Taoist Tiyun shook several times, and then he barely managed to stand still as spiritual energy surged out of his body.
The majestic Dao Yun that looked like mountains and rivers behind Xuanyuan Taixu dissipated bit by bit, and merged into the majestic sword energy.
boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the shadows behind Xuanyuan were empty. Even the calm sky seemed to be absorbed out of thin air.
A piece of bright white snowflake fell from the dark sky.
One piece after another...
Snowflakes danced wildly in the wind.
Across the capital, the sun has just risen, and in the blink of an eye it is already the depths of winter!
Lin Ji fixed his gaze and slowly raised his sword.
A trace of black thread peeled off from the night and fell straight into Cao Lu Jianfeng.
As the night dissipated, the sky here slowly turned white, just like dawn at the end of the night!
The stars flickered and flickered, slowly glowing, and then gathered together to form a radiant red sun!
Just now, Lin Ji's side was filled with darkness, while Xuanyuan Wuji's side was covered with a clear sky full of golden light.
In the blink of an eye, the sky on both sides alternated between day and night, black and white.
It was as if the Yin and Yang time and space in the capital were controlled by two people!
Above the capital, the imperial city reaches the sky.
The two of them stood in the air a hundred feet apart.
As if they had made an appointment, the two long swords slowly fell...
Not to mention Taoist Tiyun standing aside, even the hundreds of thousands of people kneeling below knew clearly that these two immortal beings must definitely win or lose in this sword!
When it comes to swordsmanship in the imperial city, the winner is heaven!
…
In Tianjing City, a dark cloud floated over for no reason.
The unyielding cover remained motionless in the sky.
On the clouds as dense as an ink pool, Wei Wei stood with several figures.
"Bet! Bet!" A thin man in white shouted with a smile on his face.
"This time we are in the capital, not a secret place. Everyone can see it, so why bother with you?" The old lady with a tall nose and deep eyes gave him a disapproving look.
"Hahaha..." the thin man said with great joy, "You old witch are afraid of losing, right? Don't worry, I, Zhang Jiucheng, am a ghost but not a demon. I can't use that broken branch! I'm just borrowing one temporarily. Just use it! Huh? Old Dragon Head, you half lost and half won last time, don’t you want to please yourself?”
The tall, blond old man shook his head slightly and said: "Well, this may be my destiny. Didn't Tiancai just say that when you gamble with the sky, winning or losing is destiny. If you don't lose, you won't win. To me, this may be It’s still a good thing!”
"Tianji has always been covered by clouds and fog." The fat man in black robe said, "When the matter is over, you can think about it again. Well, this guy is right! But at the time, you definitely couldn't figure it out. I have been fooled several times! If you want to find out earlier, you might as well ask Mr. Jian!"
Jian Lansheng smiled bitterly and said: "He is planning for heaven, and I am planning for people. Although it is said that one-third of the destiny is determined by nature, and seven-cent is made by man. But if destiny determines the Yuanhe River, how many people will be able to climb all the way to the top in the end? We all You know, this long road is seven minutes long, and how many people have been stumped during the ten thousand years of wilderness?!"
"Yes!" The fat man in black robe looked at the capital from afar, nodded slightly and said with a hint, "If that fate had fallen on us, we would have been able to get out of the country and become the Jin Dynasty." The chosen one? Who were the Ghost Emperor Senluo and the Buddha Lord Tathagata back then? Didn't they still lose to Xuanyuan in the end?"
"Yuyou8000 has come back again in a blink of an eye! The human race has once again become the chosen one. I don't know what kind of trouble this will cause!"
Jian Lansheng raised his head slightly, glanced at the boundless sky and sighed loudly: "If you can't escape the disaster, you will eventually become your son! Xuanyuan Wuji eight thousand years ago couldn't do it, and it's even harder for Lin Ji to do it now..."
"Whether we succeed or not, let's see how this battle ends!" The blond old man's eyes were like lightning as he looked towards the distant sky.
At the edge of the sky, two lights and shadows, one black and one white, were slightly visible.
Like black and white chess pieces.
…
"Amitabha! His grandma has legs!"
In the Lanke Building, the mangy-headed monk slumped in the corner said rudely: "These damn old guys! They bullied the poor monks for their own reasons. They have reached the sky, but they didn't even say a word to them! It's true! I’m anxious to death!”
"Old Donkey, let me ask you, how did you achieve the Arhat realm? Why are you acting like a child, unable to keep your composure at all?"
Tianji, who was sitting at the table, took out another handful of peanuts from the bag, squeezed them open with a loud bang, and took a very skillful bite into his mouth.
While chewing loudly, he said: "Be careful not to be arrogant, be impetuous, and have no worries! Isn't it just a fight? What's so great about it? Where is this? More exciting things are yet to come!"
The monk glared at him and said angrily: "If you want to say something, say it quickly, or else don't fart! I'm going to get calluses in my ass after hearing your nonsense!"
Tianji curled his lips and said: "That's because you are stupid! I said seven words at the beginning. How did Jian Lansheng calculate it? Huh? By the way, I remember that you were a flower-picking thief in your last life? Come to think of it, There are still some similarities with this matter!”
"Fart!" the mangy monk said angrily.
"Look." Tianji was neither angry nor anxious, and slowly pinched open a peanut and said, "Then the secret realm is both a threshold and a window! Just like when you meet a girl, you can sneak around at night. Let’s go, should we walk through the threshold first or lean against the window first? Or should we take off our pants first and sharpen our guns before the battle?”
"Amitabha!" the leprosy monk said angrily, "Can you use another analogy to describe your grandma's legs? This body was originally that of an old eunuch, so why are you using this to make excuses?"
"Hey! This is interesting!" Tianji continued with a nonchalant smile, "Those who rush to step on the threshold first may have found the wrong place. If they encounter an old woman sitting on the ground sucking dirt, the gain will outweigh the losses! Those who sharpen their guns first, said Maybe if your hands slip and you hand over the gun first, it will be in vain."
"The correct thing to do is to lean against the window and take a closer look to see if this girl is the one you want. And if she is a painted ghost who took off her head to comb her hair. Then, put some incense, pretend to bark a few times, and see if She is indeed asleep. Use a knife to pry open the door latch without making any noise and without disturbing anyone."
The leprosy-headed monk thought thoughtfully and said, "Then what?"
"Do whatever you want!" Tianji said with a double entendre.
"Huh?" The mangy-headed monk suddenly woke up, stared wide-eyed, and asked with a double entendre, "Tianji! Why do I think you have done this?"
"Oh? What's the matter?" Tianji said and popped another peanut into his mouth.
"That secret realm... have you been there too?" The mangy-headed monk sat upright with a cry, "Long before Tianji, what was your previous life..."
Halfway through his words, the mangy monk suddenly turned to look out the window.
Tianji pinched the peanuts, his mouth stopped, and he suddenly looked out the window.
At the edge of the sky, two black and white haloes of light suddenly collided...
(End of chapter)
