That peerless grace finally slowly disappeared under the bright moonlight.
The disappearance of this figure was so harmonious under the moonlight, but to one person, it seemed like an extremely sad melody.
Chu Cheng was trembling and raised Qingfeng, but this was just a trance in the bright moon.
When the moment passed, when the sword was horizontal in front of him, the green was replaced by the ink, and the magic mist surged.
Holiness and evil come from the same place.
"I didn't expect that the real one would appear. I want you to replace her. It seems that this second master of my Master Jian is really amazing. Let Master Jian come and witness your battle with her. .Also let Mr. Jian help you to defeat her!"
At this moment, in the body of the demon sword in Chu Cheng's hand, there were strands of black threads constantly wrapping around the black half of his body.
He chose this magic sword as his natal mysterious weapon. To be precise, it was the demonic clone who chose this sword.
Chu Cheng originally wanted to use the broken hilt of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword to become his destiny, but no matter how hard he urged it, he could not get its approval.
Perhaps it is true that as the sword spirit said, there is no spirituality in the Jiutian Xuanjian, and the sword spirit is too damaged to be awakened.
After retreating, he could only choose this magic sword.
The surge of demonic energy caused Chu Cheng's body to be covered in blood, and was rendered in ink. In just a moment, it became thicker than water, and flowed to the ground drop by drop, destroying everything in its path.
In a daze, people saw that the world had changed drastically.
Stars filled the sky, peach blossoms were flying below, and drizzle fell into the world.
After a thunder. A painting reveals the world. Replaced the sky of a hundred thousand miles. It makes the drizzle all around become more continuous and makes the rain curtain more hazy.
Someone is full of moonlight, spreading out thousands of miles of skylight, making the other half of the clothes stained red by blood, covered with jade light, and its stunning effect is not weaker at all. The other half of the body is thick with ink.
"What's this......."
The Ice Fairy and others were sitting on the edge of this painting, feeling that all the power in their bodies was slowly passing away, and they could not feel any rules.
"This is Chiaki!"
Chu Yi spoke quickly and pointed into the distance. He said: "I have seen this painting of grandpa, and I have also seen a beautiful sister beside grandpa."
"Beautiful sister?"
Everyone was stunned when they heard this and quickly raised their heads. Where do you see other figures under the starry sky and among the dancing flowers, and where do these beauties come from?
All they saw was that someone stretched out his hand to point to the pen. A little more empty toward the front.
This is just one stroke, making the peach blossoms everywhere, the continuous drizzle, and the ripples.
One stroke after another. Flowing water and falling flowers come from spring and gather in heaven and earth.
At this moment, the bright light under the stars began to shine again, and under the bright moon, a figure suddenly appeared.
This is a woman who is still shy after being covered by Hua Wu. She vaguely sees her beautiful face.
The moment this woman appeared, everything in the world stopped. Even the Ice Fairy and others were temporarily unable to move, as if they were frozen and unable to move at all.
This shocked them to the point where they were unable to move. These people are just fish on the chopping board, left to be slaughtered.
Among their group, only Our Lady of Haoguang could barely move at this moment.
After three breaths, they gradually resumed their actions. Just these three breaths were enough for that person to kill them.
Fortunately, the man didn't move. He just looked at the person beside him quietly and whispered softly after taking heavy breaths.
"Lin'er, Senior Xueyao asked me to defeat her in this life. As a husband, I have always listened to her words."
"I have no choice but to obey her words. So, can you help me in this battle?"
Chu Cheng waited for a long time, but no one spoke. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on his face and chuckled, "Since you didn't reply, I'll take it as your acquiescence."
"The Art of Dao Ming... I didn't expect that you could actually understand the Dao Ming. I was wrong. Even if you take the wrong path, with this Dao Ming, as long as you don't die in the future, you can still realize the destiny!" Sword Spirit Seeing this scene, he opened his mouth again and again, both shocked and sighing.
Chu Cheng ignored the sword spirit, but held the figures around him, and slowly knelt down under the eyes of those people with unclear expressions.
In his life, except for Gu Tianshu and Xue Yao. No one can kneel down to worship him.
Even in this world, it won’t work!
Feng Jingjie stood quietly, with light flashing in his eyes, as if something was transparent.
Seeing the man kowtow towards him, he quickly retreated slightly. He did not refuse, but accepted the kowtow and kneel.
"I don't know who you are, but I know that the woman who appeared earlier was me, right?"
After three bows, Feng Jingjie sighed softly. Always looking at the figure kneeling on his knees.
"Even if you don't tell me, I still know. Those strands of black hair actually don't come from me at all, but from her, right?"
"Yes." Chu Cheng stood up slowly, nodded and spoke.
"You are crying so sadly. That person is extremely important to you, just like my master is as important to me. Is that what I said?"
Chu Cheng nodded again and said: "To me, she is my other master."
Feng Jingjie smiled and said: "That's it. Although I still have many doubts in my heart, I still can't understand all those things. But roughly, I should have sorted it out. What you encountered should be It’s me from now on.”
This figure is just a sound transmission. The people behind him didn't hear it. I saw the man who was half naked and half dark and sticky nodded again.
Although Qingmu and Xiao Yan were wondering why their master was kowtowing, they did not ask questions under such circumstances. He just watched the two people talking quietly.
"It seems that I will encounter unstoppable disasters in the future. Otherwise, I will not let you defeat me or surpass me in the future. However, there is a saying that is wrong. Even if I have been defeated in the future, I will never let you defeat me. I am who I am, and if she loses, I may not lose." Feng Jingjie said again as the voice came in.
"You ask me, am I willing to enter this painting? Of course I am. You have this painting, and I have this painting of myself surrounded by flowers that can dye you."
Between the words, Bai Yi took a picturesque step. Singing every step of the way.
When he enters the painting, the stars shine brightly. A Sendai suddenly rose.
This is a small world covered by a leaf.
Once upon a time, a leaf of Mingxindao covered the sky and blocked a sword platform.
Today, this sword platform appeared under the stars here, and the stars shook violently, like the sun coming from the east.
The stars fell from the sky, burning brightly and shining brightly, illuminating the colors of the mountains and rivers.
There was a roar and a crack.
A leaf, starting from the leaf network, is broken into pieces.
When one of them breaks, silver light breaks through the Immortal Platform, and sword energy spreads across the heaven and earth.
