"Huh? Xiaoyoshi has a breakthrough?"
At this moment, Chen Luo, who still didn't know what happened in the ancestral land, was following Wadana in sneaking into the depths of the Demonic Abyss. He vaguely felt that there was movement in the martial arts, but because he was in the Demonic Abyss, the feeling was not real.
"Don't be distracted." Wadana said through a message, "The demon lords sleeping here are comparable to saints, and they are very sensitive to mental fluctuations."
"If you really irritate them, they won't mind waking up for a while." "Fortunately, it's now. If you had come a hundred or two hundred years earlier, you probably wouldn't have gotten here."
When Chen Luo heard this, he quickly calmed down and covered up his feelings. Wadana explained before that because of the imminent calamity...that is, the return of the Demon Abyss, these Demon Lords stopped fighting one by one, and instead chose to sleep and wait for the Demon Abyss to heal their bodies. .
It was precisely because of this that Wadana could take him to the deepest part of the Demonic Abyss to find the remaining will of Fang Sheng.
"Senior, wouldn't Fang Sheng's remaining will be attacked by these demons in a place like this?" Chen Luo asked via voice transmission.
"Don't worry about this. After all, Xiao Fang is competing with the Demon of Creation for the authority of the Demon Abyss, so he is naturally prepared. But if we wait for the Demon of Creation to wake up and completely control this Demon Abyss, it will be hard to say." Wa Dada replied, and then added, "Okay, don't talk to me anymore. There seemed to be some fluctuations in the outer space of the Demonic Abyss just now. I don't know what happened. Some demons should have awakened."
"Follow me closely!"
Wadana's speed suddenly increased a few minutes, and Chen Luo immediately used his magical power to follow closely...
The red sun rises.
The morning sun shines on the earth again.
The bright moon teleportation has come to an end, but there are still a large number of barbarians teleported by the bright moon.
At this time, Daxuan was in war everywhere.
At this moment, fierce fighting broke out again in the north.
Almost at the same time as the sun rose, the Eight Great Khans pressing on the front line of Manyuan launched a fierce attack on the Great Wall of Righteousness, directly increasing the intensity of the entire battlefield. The soldiers of the Great Wall of Righteousness also knew that their homeland behind them was being ravaged by barbarians, and they all lost their position for a while, resulting in unfavorable battles and repeated defeats.
"My daughter has just turned one month old!"
"There are only women, children and children in my family..."
"Everyone in my city who can fight has come to the north!"
"Someone go save them!"
"What is it that I am trying so hard to protect?"
"I...want to go back!"
"Even if I die, I want to die with my family!"
Under the Great Wall of Righteousness, an atmosphere of sadness and helplessness began to spread.
Then, there were new discussions.
"The court is incompetent!"
"No, it's the temple's incompetence!"
"Why are you being plotted against by the Holy Church like this?"
"No, I want to go back and protect my family!"
Finally, in the Great Wall of Righteousness, the first figure flying south appeared. Then, the second, third...
However, at this moment, a huge momentum descended from the sky and enveloped everyone.
A fourth-grade master stood there, looking at the sky, and shouted: "I don't want to be a deserter!"
"But my family is waiting for me to save them!"
"My lords, my youngest son is only one year old!"
"My father, my brother, my nephew, seven men came to the north together, and now I am the only one left. If I don't go back to save my son, my bloodline will be cut off!"
"I am ashamed of my ancestors!"
"Either kill me in front of the battle; or let me go back!"
The words were shouted so piercingly that everyone who heard them fell silent, looking up at the sky quietly.
To be honest, whoever comes to the north is afraid of death?
Who doesn’t want to be wrapped in horse leather?
But no one knows the current defense strength of their hometown better than them. Country or family, how to choose?
Slowly, a figure appeared in the sky.
Nafuzi
Seeing that figure, I was slightly shocked.
That was his mentor, a second-grade scholar, Dai Fenglin.
"teacher……"
Dai Daru just looked at him kindly, and then he said with spring thunder: "Where are the descendants of the Dai family!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
"exist!"
Suddenly, more than a dozen voices sounded in the Great Wall of Zhengqi.
"When the nest is overturned, there are no eggs left!"
"The family can be destroyed, but the country cannot be destroyed!"
"The descendants of the Dai family, follow me and take revenge!"
The old man with white hair and beard turned into a ray of blue light and flew towards the outside of the Great Wall of Righteousness. Immediately, the descendants of the Dai family who responded followed closely behind him.
The next moment, several more figures of great scholars appeared in the air.
"Where are the descendants of the Zhang family!"
"Where are the descendants of the Wu family!"
"Where are the descendants of the Li family!"
"Where are the descendants of the Wang family!"
One call after another, one answer after another.
"War barbarian! Revenge!"
"War barbarian! Revenge!"
"War barbarian! Revenge!"
At this moment, in the Great Wall of Righteousness, an unknown flame ignited in the hearts of everyone.
This flame activated the blood and burned away the previous confusion!
The master who was about to leave before was stunned on the spot. After a moment, he suddenly knelt down in the direction of his hometown in the south, kowtowed heavily, then stood up, turned around suddenly, and rushed outside the Great Wall of Integrity.
Like a switch, with the Master's roar, the Great Wall of Righteousness suddenly surged into the sky with fighting spirit. At this moment, only one word echoed on the Great Wall of Righteousness.
"kill!"
In April of the third year of Xuanzhang.
On the first morning after the moonlight teleportation, the humans launched a counterattack against the barbarians!
Mantian, Yuebu.
In one night, the population of the Moon Department dropped by one-tenth. Yujia's eyes were bloodshot, and her beautiful face looked particularly haggard at the moment.
Who knows what kind of helpless and painful night she, who has always possessed wisdom, experienced.
She didn't know how to face those blank eyes, nor how to answer the people's questions.
What happened?
She could only hide behind the statue of Mother Moon, huddle up and hug herself tightly. When she was little, every time she got into trouble, she would hide here, and then Lamia would find her and comfort her.
But now, there is no Lamia.
"goddess!"
A voice sounded in Yujia's ears.
"Lamia!" Yujia's eyes lit up. He just turned his head and saw a man whose whole body was covered by a hood and robe.
"Amu!" The expression on Yujia's face quickly dimmed, and he called in a low voice.
Every goddess will have a mentor, called Amu.
The person in front of her is the guard of the secret realm Red Moon, and also her and Lamia’s mother-in-law.
"My child, don't cry." Ammu walked up to Yujia, stretched out a skinny hand from his robe, and rubbed Yujia's head.
"What happened?" Yujia looked at Amu under the hood. His face was very old and seemed to have no expression.
"I don't know." Ammu shook his head, "But in the memorial, there is such a sentence..."
Yujia seemed to have thought of something and said: "No matter where he is, Yue Mu will take his child home..."
Eminem nodded: "We have lost too much in the battle between the sun and the moon. Perhaps this is one of them."
"Then what should we do?" Yujia asked, "How to stop it?" "I don't know." Amu sighed, and then looked at the tall statue of the Moon Mother, "Pray..."
"The goddesses of the past, maybe you can get some inspiration!"
Yujia stared at Amu blankly. For a long time, she nodded, stood up, and looked from behind the shadow of the Moon Mother Statue.
Slowly came to the front.
She raised her head and looked at the silver light spots surrounding the Moon Mother Statue. She clasped her hands on her chest and said to Eminem, "In the city, I'll leave it to Eminem."
Then, Yujia slowly knelt down.
"Tick tock!"
A drop of blood dripped from Yujia's clenched hands and fell on the floor of the Moon Mother Hall.
Then the second drop, the third drop...
Under the hood, Amu sighed slightly, walked past Yujia, and walked out of the Moon Mother Hall.
Then, the door of the Moon Mother Palace slammed shut, and in the entire hall, there was only a pious girl and the sound of blood dripping.
Daxuan, Lingzhou.
Lingzhou is originally a mountainous land, but only the center of Lingzhou is fertile and wild. Therefore, if you want to get out of Lingzhou, you must climb many mountains.
At this time, colorful lights flashed in the mountain road, and a figure quickly shuttled across the mountain road.
The figure was wearing a Taoist robe, but he was less than ten years old, and the Taoist robe was naturally a few sizes too small. As he walked quickly, he caused a fierce wind. Every time he stopped at one place, he would appear in the next moment. A few dozen feet away, there will be a footprint left on the ground just where it stopped. Anyone with some knowledge will recognize the origin when they see this kind of movement.
Martial arts magical power: Lingbo Weibu.
It's just that Lingbo Weibu has always been a supreme magical power for short-distance movement. It is more effective in avoiding the opponent's intensive attacks. Very few people will use it on long-distance travel like this person.
After all, although Lingbo Weibu is fast, it consumes an astonishing amount of energy. Since warriors still cannot volley after breaking through the third level, common magical powers for traveling are pure light skills such as "flying on grass".
Not long after, the figure climbed over the green hills at his feet, stepped onto the flat road again, and was about to leave the boundary of Lingzhou.
But suddenly, a series of bloody attacks fell from the sky, hitting the figure, forcibly stopping his steps.
Facing the dense attacks, the young man frowned slightly: "Did they all come here?"
"It seems that Xianning City is gone."
At this time, countless blood attacks had penetrated a distance around him. The next moment, a shadow of Tai Chi Bagua appeared under the young man's feet. The Tai Chi Bagua slowly rotated, and all the countless blood attacks were immediately entangled by an invisible aura, in front of him. They gathered together, and the next moment, the young man suddenly punched in one direction, and immediately the blood attack followed the direction of his punch. Then the blood attack seemed to hit something, and there was a sound of tearing pages, and then several... The figures of ten barbarians appeared in front of him.
"Picture of the common people of the Luo family in Xianning!" The young man looked at the twenty-odd barbarians from the lowest third grade to the highest first grade in front of him with cold eyes, and said calmly, "Is it just you?"
Among the barbarians opposite, the only first-grade barbarian looked at the young man in front of him and blurted out: "Wujizi, Song Wuji!"
If Chen Luo was a thorn in Mantian's side and a thorn in his flesh before, then by the time Chen Luo opened his path, ordinary barbarians no longer had the right to hate Chen Luo. That was already a matter of the Barbarian God and the Barbarian Sacrifice. And the eyes of these Barbarian Emperors and Barbarian Kings fell on the geniuses of martial arts.
Because he was the same generation as the master of martial arts, martial arts geniuses were springing up like mushrooms after a rain. Not only were they numerous, but they were also growing extremely fast.
It's quite a bit like the grand occasion when Confucius opened the way to the world by himself, seventy-two sages were canonized, and three thousand disciples traveled thousands of miles.
Among these martial arts geniuses, in addition to Broken Sword Ji Zhong, there are four people who are regarded by Mantian and Cangtian as the four martial arts heroes. If we take Confucianism and Taoism as an example, they are Yan, Zeng, Meng, and Mo after Confucius Sheng. …
These four heroes are respectively
Today's Zen sect is led by the great golden bodhisattva and the stupa-holding venerable Atama;
Under Cuiwei Peak, at the Excalibur Villa, there is the Iron-faced Sword God Xie Xiaofeng, whom even barbarian women are obsessed with;
The number one woman in martial arts, Su Qianqian, a martial arts prodigy who has always been famous for her fierce fighting;
And standing in front of them now, only ten years old, perhaps the first person of ordinary bloodline, who was named Wujizi of Wanli even before he set foot on Wanli, Song Wuji!
At this time, the Barbarian Emperor looked at Song Wuji with excitement on his face.
He, Mardu, was waiting here. He originally wanted to catch a few Lingzhou scholars, but unexpectedly he caught a big fish.
He knew himself. If he faced Song Wuji alone, he would turn around and run away. If he could escape, he would be lucky.
But now, he has eight second-grade and fifteen third-grade assistants beside him!
And judging from Song Wuji's appearance, he must have consumed a lot of energy after walking out of Lingzhou.
Think about it, what would it feel like to catch or even kill Yan Hui with your own hands?
At this time, Song Wuji also frowned slightly.
After the Taoist struggle in the Fang family, he was originally named by his master to follow him back to the bamboo forest to practice cultivation. However, yesterday, the bamboo forest suddenly received jade slips asking for help from all over the place. The fourth uncle and his ancestor were still in seclusion, and the seventh uncle could not be good at it. He wanted to move, so he took the initiative to ask for help and walked out of the bamboo forest.
Fortunately, there are not many teleportation moonlights in Lingzhou, and there are also many large families in Lingzhou, so although there are losses, they can be suppressed in time. He rushed out of Lingzhou to save others.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped out of Lingzhou, they would encounter such a group of barbarians. "They are acting unscrupulously here, which means they have no worries." Song Wuji thought in his mind, "It seems that not only Xianning City has fallen, but also several surrounding cities have fallen."
Although he was young, he had been in the barbarian world all year round and had a lot of barbarian lives in his hands. However, when he thought about the hundreds of thousands of people in several cities, even if some of them escaped, the estimated number of casualties made him feel sad.
"Your time has come!" Song Wuji murmured.
"Huh?" The first-grade Barbarian King Mardu wanted to say a few words to add some momentum to his military exploits, and then he saw colorful lights flashing above Song Wuji's head, turning into Bagua symbols.
The Bagua symbols all landed on Song Wuji's body. The next moment, the barbarians present felt that the space seemed to be suppressed, causing their movements to freeze a lot.
"Kill!" Mardu didn't dare to shout any more, and shouted, and immediately more than twenty burly barbarians rushed towards Song Wuji.
Song Wuji clenched his fists with both hands, and at the same time, the shadow of the Tai Chi diagram appeared on the fist seal.
Song Wuji suddenly punched forward.
The left hand is Tai Chi, and the right hand is still Tai Chi.
The two Tai Chi movements blend into each other at the moment of being struck, wind and thunder rise together, and water and fire stand side by side.
Two is born, two is born three, and three is born all things!
The two Tai Chi intentions merged into one, and the next moment, this suppressed space seemed to be filled with Tai Chi everywhere.
This is Song Wuji’s martial arts heart realm—the Wuji realm!
As soon as the barbarian's attack came out, it was twisted by the fist and hit him again, even harder.
But if you don't attack, Tai Chi itself will attack you all the time! In just a moment, this group of ferocious barbarians had their muscles broken and their bodies seriously injured.
Mardu looked at Song Wuji with fear in his eyes.
Is this the strength of the Four Martial Arts Masters?
Song Wuji didn't care at all about the awe of these barbarians. He threw out a few talismans, and the talismans turned into swords and killed these barbarians. At this moment, a sudden bloody wind blew and scattered these talismans and swords.
Song Wuji looked into the distance and saw a powerful barbarian walking out of the void.
"You have such fighting power at such a young age! You are worthy of being the third generation of the Bamboo Forest." "I'm afraid I can't wait, no one can be your opponent."
Mardu was lying on the ground. When he saw the person coming, his eyes showed the hope of life again, but unfortunately his throat was shattered and he could not make a sound.
"Sure enough!" Song Wuji looked at the person who came and raised his eyebrows, "There is a Barbarian God!" That is to say, if he wants to destroy the surrounding cities, I am afraid he still needs a Barbarian God to take over.
"I'm waiting for you!" A long sword appeared in Song Wuji's hand, and the next moment his figure swayed and rushed towards the barbarian god.
The barbarian god smiled disdainfully and said, "Didn't Chen Luo tell you that the Qiankun realm and the under Qiankun realm are completely different concepts?"
"Although I have Li Qinglian in front of me, I have you behind me.
His disciple Chen Dongliu had successfully killed a god thousands of miles ago, but it was not that easy to actually do it! "Especially, I have not just become a god, but I have actually reached the Yiyang realm!"
As he spoke, a phantom of a bloody sun appeared above the head of the barbarian god, almost instantly dispersing Song Wuji's infinite domain. Then he raised his fist and struck Song Wuji suddenly.
Song Wuji only felt that the space he was moving forward began to collapse under this punch. He twisted his body dangerously and snatched the attack away, but the barbarian god did not stop and punched Song Wuji again.
In the blink of an eye, the surrounding space was almost turned into blood mist. Song Wuji almost used Lingbo Weibu to the extreme, but he still received several heavy blows. At this time, he was vomiting blood and his face was pale.
"Hmph, it's time to end." The barbarian god shook his head, "It's a pity that Chen Luo is still here and has absolute control over martial arts, otherwise I would have wanted to accept you as my adopted son and submit to my clan."
"Submit to your uncle!" Song Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly looked behind the barbarian god with surprise on his face, "Master!"
Hearing Song Wuji's voice, the barbarian's expression suddenly changed. He subconsciously turned around, his knees were a little weak, but when he turned around, he found that there was no one there.
"Are you kidding me?" Man Shen looked at Song Wuji angrily, but Song Wuji showed a smile at this time.
The moment the barbarian god turned around, he had already taken the opportunity to complete the last step.
"Barbarian, naughty children are not easy to bully!" After Song Wuji finished speaking, the barbarian god had already punched him, but the attack hit Song Wuji, and Song Wuji's body disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, seven figures of Song Wuji appeared, surrounding the barbarian god.
"Array?" Sensing the connection between the seven figures of Song Wuji, the barbarian god frowned slightly, and his mind instantly recalled the time when Song Wuji was avoiding his attack, as if he was taking the opportunity to set up the formation.
"I've always wanted to try this Big Dipper formation, and today I'm going to open your eyes." Seven Song Wuji spoke in unison, holding long swords in their hands, and a new mental realm emerged.
The next moment, the phantoms of the Big Dipper appeared in the sky above them. The stars shone brightly and fell on the seven Song Wuji. For a moment, the stars on these Song Wuji were brilliant.
"The Big Dipper Formation will send the Barbarian God to his death!"
After Song Wuji finished speaking, they all attacked the Yang Man God with their swords!
Mardu couldn't believe what he saw before his eyes.
A ten-year-old child who has not yet traveled thousands of miles is actually fighting around the Yiyang Barbarian God.
Yes, fight around!
In his memory, only the legendary Li Qinglian and Chen Luo, who was now being teleported away by Emperor Man at all costs, had shown such combat prowess when they were in the same cultivation level.
However, this child is only ten years old!
Wait, Lord Barbarian God is injured!
Heavenly Father, Lord Barbarian God is bleeding!
Mantian, please open your eyes. One of Lord Mantian's eyes has been stabbed blind! Ah... Lord Barbarian God counterattacked!
Hahaha, Lord Barbarian God indeed won.
Song Wuji fell to the ground, all seven starlight incarnations were shattered, and his own body was also severely injured.
But the barbarian god wasn't feeling well either. There were sword wounds all over his body, one eye was pierced, and an arm behind him was crippled, dragging behind him like a tail.
The barbarian god looked at Song Wuji with a complicated expression.
"Song Wuji, you are very good."
"With your fighting power, if you hadn't met me, ordinary gods who haven't gathered the bleeding sun would really be no match for you!"
"But, there are not so many ifs in this world!"
"I will mention you to my heirs in the future. Now, go to hell!" The barbarian god raised his fist and gave Song Wuji the final blow!
"Dang!" At this moment, a curtain of light suddenly enveloped Song Wuji, and above the light, there was the shadow of a small yellow flag.
Wuji apricot yellow flag!
Of course, this is not Chen Luo's genuine apricot-yellow flag, but a treasure of runes written down by Chen Luo after he realized the mystery of the apricot-yellow flag, which can ward off two questions.
attack. In the six months since he couldn't write about Zhao Gongming, Chen Luo had made several such talismans.
Let’s learn from the teacher. If a disciple doesn’t have many treasures, how can he show his master’s generosity?
Except for Adamo's own cultivation level which is sufficient and does not need it, people like Song Wuji, Su Qianqian and Xie Xiaofeng all have one hand.
In addition to them, close people like Luo Hongnu and Ye Dafu also have one.
This Yang Man God can only rival a half-sage at best, so it is naturally impossible to break through the Wuji Xinghuang Banner in one fell swoop.
Surrounded by apricot-yellow flags, Song Wuji made a face at the barbarian god, then sat up and clasped his hands together.
"The teacher said that my journey was too smooth and my heart was peaceful. I lacked the awe of the way of heaven, so it was difficult for me to manifest and transform into the mortal world."
"Today, I understand what the teacher said."
"Everything in your life is up to your fate, and nothing is up to you!"
"Martial arts establishes the world, and it is the first chance of survival."
Song Wuji slowly closed his eyes.
When the barbarian god saw this, his heart suddenly surged.
This Song Wuji actually wants to turn into a mortal now!
He took a deep breath and continued to hit the light curtain shrouded in apricot-yellow flags.
If he takes one step faster, the human race will lose one genius today.
If he slows down a step, he may be the god who dies here today.
Now, it's just faster.
"Dong, dong, dong..." The sound of the Barbarian God attacking the light screen was like beating a drum, but Song Wuji's soul jumped into the colorful vortex at the end of the martial arts.
A book bloomed with light, and the pages began to turn slowly.
"The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slaying"!
In the world of the book, Song Yuanqiao, the leader of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, has another young son besides Song Qingshu—
Song Wuji!
Unknowingly, an hour passed.
The barbarian god punched the light screen again, the shadow of the Wuji Xinghuang flag shook slightly, and the light began to tremble.
"Almost!" The barbarian god's eyes lit up, but just when he raised his fist again, a colorful avenue suddenly appeared in the air.
At the same time, on the colorful avenue, a majestic singing voice sounded - "The young genius is the most frivolous, and the white horse in light fur crosses the dangerous hill."
"The Tai Chi wheel rotates as I wish, and the world is turned upside down as I wish."
The next moment, Song Wuji opened his eyes!
