Zhou Wenlie, who was increasing his momentum, was suddenly frightened. The long sword in his hand slashed towards Gu Shuo. The light of the sword spread towards Gu Shuo like a sword and like moonlight.
Dahuang and Yuehua collide!
The moon shines on the wilderness!
The moonlight shrouded the wilderness, and the wilderness was expanding.
"boom……"
The great wasteland shattered the moonlight and hit Zhou Wenlie.
Zhou Wenlie's figure fell towards the ground like a meteor, creating a deep pit in the ground with a rumble.
Gu Shuo's consciousness followed closely behind, and his expression revealed a hint of regret.
After he vented his irritation, he calmed down. He knew that this move just now was his strongest attack.
It's not that this Great Desolate Sword is a fusion of the previous three styles, nor is it that it incorporates Tongxuan's murderous intent, or even the addition of the top-grade magic weapon Tai Chi Jue, but the catharsis of that kind of emotion.
It was the catharsis of emotions that had been suppressed in his heart through everything that had happened in the past twenty years, from the time he killed Green Snake to the present. It was the catharsis of emotions that made him feel as if Dahuang Sword was alive, with a strong emotion. And it was this strong emotion that allowed the Great Desolate Sword to borrow more of the power of heaven and earth.
It can be said that for the current Gu Shuo, this is the strongest sword he can unleash. It is impossible to unleash such a sword again!
Moreover, his consciousness had already swept across the bottom of the pit, including Zhou Wenlie who was bombarded at the bottom of the pit.
Zhou Wenlie was injured, but not seriously.
In this way, Gu Shuo also knew that if he continued to fight Zhou Wenlie, he would not be able to kill Zhou Wenlie. Through this sword, he basically figured out Zhou Wenlie's strength.
Even if he breaks through to the ninth level of divine transformation, it is impossible to kill Zhou Wenlie. Unless he breaks through the tribulation.
In this case, there is no need to continue fighting.
Gu Shuo turned around and took a step into the blue clouds. The clouds and mist flowed away with him.
"boom……"
Groundwater spurted out from the deep pit, and Zhou Wenlie appeared at the same time.
There were blood stains on the corner of Zhou Wenlie's mouth, and his eyes were filled with anger. He looked in the direction where Gu Shuo disappeared, and Gu Shuo's voice came from the sky:
"Zhou Wenlie, when I break through the tribulation, I will come and kill you!"
Zhou Wenlie's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he did not pursue him. He found to his dismay that even if he caught up now, he would not have the strength to kill Gu Shuo.
Gu Shuo's sword just now dealt a huge blow to him!
It made him lose the confidence to face Gu Shuo alone and kill Gu Shuo.
With a distant gaze, Zhou Wenlie squinted his eyes. He was so familiar with those two gazes.
Those are the ancestors of the Hu family and the Lan family!
The pressure in his heart is even greater!
no!
I want a breakthrough!
I must break through!
Only by breaking through to the middle stage of the Tribulation can the Hu family and Lan family be eliminated in the near future, and Gu Shuo can be eliminated in the distant future.
His gaze was like a knife sweeping across the ancestors of the Lan family and Hu family who were looking at them from afar, then he turned and walked towards the back mountain of the clan. A deep pit was left that was still spewing water.
in front of the window.
Lei Haichao and Chu Yunchou stared blankly at the deep pit in front of Zhou's house, with shock on their faces.
After a while, Chu Yunchou whispered: "Senior brother, can you do it?"
Lei Haichao looked at the deep pit, shook his head and said, "I can't do it!"
After finishing his words, he said in a reluctant tone: "Not only can I not do it, Yang Zhentian, Feng Wuhen and Shui Qingrou can't defeat Zhou Wenlie either.
That is the third level of transcending tribulation!
There is a huge gap between transcending tribulation and transforming into a god.
How on earth did he do it? "
The ancestors of the Lan family and the ancestors of the Hu family were separated by a long distance, and their spiritual consciousness communicated: "Old Lan, what do you think?"
"Haha, Zhou Wenlie really kicked the iron plate. I don't know how many people in his Zhou family have died in Gu Shuo's hands. Starting from Jin Dan, then Nascent Soul, leaving the body, becoming a god, Gu Shuo killed them all the way As the monks of the Zhou family have grown up, they are now directly facing his tribulation. Haha..."
"What about us? Do you think Zhou Wenlie's injury is serious?"
"Whether it's heavy or not, we won't move! It would be great if we just wait for Gu Shuo to deal with Zhou Wenlie! Gu Shuo doesn't know how to run a family. If he kills Zhou Wenlie, he will just walk away. This Cangwu Mountain is not ours." ? Why do we have to fight with Zhou Wenlie? We will also suffer casualties!"
"That's right! Since Gu Shuo is targeting Zhou Wenlie, I will go into seclusion and strive to break through the second level of transcending tribulation as soon as possible. The juniors nowadays are amazing. Look at how old Gu Shuo is, he is about to break through to transcend tribulation."
"It's really hard to say this! How can it be so easy to break through the tribulation!"
"So to make iron, you need to be tough. We have broken through the second level of transcending tribulation earlier, and we are stronger. Even if we encounter any changes, we can deal with it. If Gu Shuo has not broken through to transcend tribulation in hundreds of years, and Zhou Wenlie If we break through the middle stage of the Tribulation, we will be in trouble."
Cangwu City has returned to calm, and the sun is still shining on Tianxuan as before.
in the sun.
Shi Qingqing raised her face, and the sunlight fell on her face. Her expression was filled with sadness, anger, and murderous intent.
Standing beside him was a helpless Yang Zhentian: "Qingqing, don't be sad."
Shi Qingqing frowned: "I want it!"
"Alas..." Yang Zhentian sighed: "The death of Fifth Jianhen is a pity. But after all, the person is dead. How long have you been sad?"
"I..." Shi Qingqing's face was full of grievance: "I finally accepted such a disciple. I can't compare with you four gods. I just hope that my disciple will grow up and surpass you. God damn the Demon Sect, how dare you Kill my disciples. I will destroy the Demon Sect.
No!
This is not enough!
I will kill everyone who is related to the Heavenly Demon Sect! "
"Alas..." Yang Zhentian sighed again, put his hands behind his hands and left slowly.
After Yang Zhentian left, she took out a jade slip and penetrated it with her spiritual consciousness. This is the information she ordered people to collect about the Demon Sect. But the Demon Sect is very mysterious, so the information she collected was scattered. However, two aspects can be concluded. This Heavenly Demon Sect was only targeting the Taiqing Sect before, and although this Heavenly Demon Sect rose in the central part. But there once was a Heavenly Demon Sect in the north.
"Senior Brother Gu..." She sniffed: "It doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?"
She looked up at the bottom of the mountain, the sun shining on her body, and layers of irritation welled up in her heart.
Gu Shuo was currently walking on the clouds, flying towards the north.
He wanted to go back to Qingyun Sect and have a deep talk with Bei Wushuang. He had never thought that Hua Su's rebuilding of the Heavenly Demon Sect would be so serious. Hearing what Lei Haichao said made him feel nervous.
Qingyun Sect needs to be prepared!
Perhaps it is because of this little person like Hua Su that the beginning of a great era has begun!
Tianxuan.
south.
Although it is already deep winter, the earth is still green, but the cold in the south is different from that in the north.
It's cold in the north and biting. The cold in the south is lingering.
Like water, it penetrates into the human bone marrow.
Such weather, that is, the monks were still walking outside, did not delay their various purposes at all. But for those mortals who cannot practice, such weather is very difficult. And no matter what era or region, there are many mortals and very few people who can practice.
So in such weather, life is very difficult for ordinary people.
Don't think that only the north can freeze to death. In the south, poor people can also freeze to death from the lingering coldness.
Of course, all this is not a problem for the monks, they will not feel cold at all.
Although the previous clan war between the human race and the demon race in the south was fierce, after the two sides withdrew their troops and ceased fighting, the south became a mixture of dragons and snakes in a short period of time.
There are many mountains and ridges here. Even during the period of fierce fighting between the two races, there were many monks and even many mortals hiding in the mountains and living a life unaffected by the war. Now that the clan war is over, these reclusive people have come out one after another.
Shuanghe Town.
A woman walked in from the door, and a man sat slumped on a chair in the room, looking out the window, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of alcohol. The woman frowned:
"Can't you drink less?"
The drunken man tilted his head and glanced at the woman, then said slowly, "Why don't you drink?"
The woman sighed: "Now that the clan war is over, why don't you go back to the Tianmeng to take a look?"
Speaking of this, there was a hint of excitement in her eyes: "I have never been to Tianmeng, can you take me there?"
"Return to the Tianmeng?" A complex look appeared on the man's face. He raised his head and took another sip of wine: "I won't come back!"
The woman said angrily: "You are a god who is drunk and dreaming about death all day long. If you are capable, you will be drunk and dreaming about death all your life."
"Gudong..." The man took another sip and looked out the window with confusion.
The woman came forward, knelt down, put her hands on the man's legs, her eyes were reddish:
"do not do that……"
"Huh..." The man breathed out a breath of alcohol and looked at the woman: "Fenghong, let me go."
"No!" The woman shook her head vigorously: "I am your wife, and I already have your child in my belly. I can't watch you die. If you dare to leave, I will abort the child in your belly. Brother Feng, you As I said, you don’t hate Gu Shuo, why do you want to kill Gu Shuo?”
Feng Rusong raised his hand and took another sip of wine. When the two clans were fighting, he met Zhu Fenghong. In a clan war where they didn't know whether they would die tomorrow, the two fought side by side, and eventually sparks sparked and they became Taoist couples. During the clan war, Feng Rusong was able to paralyze himself with the righteousness of the human race, but after the clan war ended, the morality of master and disciple was gnawing at his heart.
He never returned to the Tianmeng, so he didn't know that his master was dead. And he was beaten to death by Gu Shuo on Gravity Island. Although no one saw it with their own eyes, they could conclude that this was the case. He got the news relatively late, at the height of the clan war. After the clan war, he wanted to go find Gu Shuo, but was blocked by Zhu Fenghong.
The cold wind seeped in through the cracks in the window. Zhu Fenghong raised her little face and looked at Feng Rusong: "Let's not take revenge, okay?"
"Hehehe...hahahaha..." Feng Rusong suddenly laughed, as if he was crazy. When the laughter died down, his face was full of exhaustion again:
"I don't hate Gu Shuo. From beginning to end, Gu Shuo actually didn't do anything wrong. I hate my master's son even when I look at him.
Do you know why I left Tianmeng in the first place?
It's because I'm afraid that one day I won't be able to bear it any longer and will kill my master's son.
Therefore, it was too late for me to be happy when Gu Shuo killed my master’s son. That's a scumbag. I just respect my master. It is my master who I respect and am grateful for. As for my master’s son, what does it have to do with me whether he dies or not?
Therefore, when my senior brother asked me to kill Gu Shuo, I did not do it. And...hehe..."
Feng Rusong laughed twice more, memories appearing in his eyes: "No one thought that Gu Shuo would come back alive from the Holy Mountain. However, he should never have killed my master.
That's my master!
This revenge must be avenged! "
"But can you kill Gu Shuo? Can you beat him? You are not going for revenge, you are going to die!"
She clenched Feng Rusong's robe tightly with both hands, and her voice became sharp.
"I don't want our child to be without a father before he is born. Brother Feng, even if you want revenge, you have to wait until your cultivation level surpasses Gu Shuo. Let's practice first, okay?"
Feng Rusong chuckled, the look on his face uglier than crying.
"Now that we are both gods, I still have a chance. If I continue to practice, do you think I still have a chance?"
Countless small rivers and streams converge into one big river, which is the Tianhe River. It rolls from the south through the middle and then flows to the north. In the middle, near the Tianhe River, there is a village.
This village is a mortal village, that is to say, the people in this village are mortals.
In fact, this vast land is where mortals gather. Whenever someone's child has the qualifications to practice, it is a carnival day in a certain village.
In a yard, a young man was cracking firewood. His movements were very smooth, but his eyes were a little dull. He was wearing cheap and patched clothes. But every time the ax went down, it was cracking the wood smoothly. There were piles of firewood next to it. A pile of cracked wood has the same thickness, as if it had been measured with a ruler.
Not far away from the well, a girl was washing clothes. From time to time she looked up and peeked at the young man cracking firewood. There is also a middle-aged woman cooking in the room.
The middle-aged woman cooked the meal and invited the two people into the house to eat. While eating, he kept mumbling:
"I picked you up because you were strong. You were covered in wounds, so I took risks by picking you back up. You have so many wounds on your body. You must be a monk, right? You must be hunted down by your enemies. ?
I rescued you, but once your enemies come after you, will my daughter and I have to be buried with you?
So, you have to be grateful to me!
If you are grateful to me, you should become my son-in-law. My old man died young, and there was no man in the family. Although you are a son-in-law, you are the only man in the family and you are the mainstay. How can I still wrong you?
Whether it works or not, you have to answer!
Is my daughter not good enough for you? "
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