The wishful flying boat passed through the water curtain, and the cold water poured in from all directions. Everything that happened not long ago was vivid in my mind.
Wei Shiqi suddenly felt vigilant, lowered his head and looked down, and saw a little light rising slowly in the darkness that lasted like an eternal night, illuminating the undulating stone forest, like an invisible pen as big as a rafter. Under the Black Dragon Pond were drawn a series of looping talismans, arrays within arrays, interlocking, and the Haotian illusion driven by demonic energy was displayed in front of him without reservation.
Wei Shiqi held his breath and marveled. He will never forget this moment. The grand magic circle unveiled its mysterious veil, revealing a face that has been sleeping for thousands of years, like a brightly lit city, like a bright Milky Way, like a dream, and also like a dream. Illusive.
The brilliance gradually disappeared, and darkness enveloped everything again.
Pan Chengnian tapped the flying boat with his toes and used his magical power of water escape. The pond suddenly parted from it. The Ruyi flying boat carried four people and shot through the Xumi illusion formation like an arrow. There was an earth-shattering noise, and the bottom of the Tongtian River boiled. The water and sand merged into a huge whirlpool. The turbid waves surged into the sky, and the water mist transpired. The white shadow flashed several times, and the flying boat shot high into the sky, bathing in the warm sunshine again. .
"Go back to Shifeng quickly. Don't delay. My Ziyang's situation is not good."
Wei Shiqi's heart trembled. He didn't know why Pan Chengnian said this.
Pan Chengnian looked at the far north, where the white clouds and dogs were constantly changing, and sighed: "Everything in the world is unexpected, and who can control it all? This world is rotten to the core..."
Wei Shiqi's heart was pounding. Pan Chengnian obviously meant something. The stars and rivers were hanging upside down and the land of Jiuzhou was sinking. Could it be... could this inevitable catastrophe be finally coming?
"Go ahead. When we meet again in the future, you can only tell Zi Yang about what happened under the Black Dragon Pond. Do you understand?" Pan Chengnian stretched out his hand and pushed Wei Shiqi on his shoulder. With a clever move, Wei Shiqi stood up. Unstable, he fell into the wishful boat.
"Ah!" Bian Ci exclaimed.
Wei Shiqi was in the air and turned his head to look around. He saw Bian Ci covering his mouth with his hands and looking at him intently. Bian Ya was nestled next to her, her long hair covering her face, revealing her fair and small chin.
Through the vast clouds and mist, he fell rapidly. Bian Ya moved slightly, raised her hand, smoothed her hair away with her little finger, revealing her eyes as bright as stars. She saw a blue light light up, the sword light flashing, carrying the man flying diagonally, and throwing him away from the cliff peak.
In her eyes, she reflected the Tongtian River meandering eastward, like a shining ribbon, with sparkling waves, skylight, clouds and shadows lingering together, as well as the sword light that cut through the sky.
Pan Chengnian spoke with profound meaning and whispered: "There will be a time when we can meet again in the future..."
This sentence was meant for Bian Ci and Bian Ya.
Wei Shiqi activated the Hidden Snow Sword, and the star flew across the Savage Bone Forest and towards the Cliff Peak. He felt attachment, reluctance, and melancholy. These vague emotions came from the Yin Suo sleeping in Dazhui Point, and were not his original intention. The trip to the Barbarian Bone Forest gave him an unprecedented shock. Twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, Five Smoke Void Spirit Flags, one hundred and eight trapped dragon pillars, twenty-four orifices Bodhi Whip, and Xuanmen rare treasures emerged one after another. Fortunately, Thanks to the five-color divine light, he had a chance to maneuver around and save his life.
What would he have done without the Five Color Divine Light Scythe? So what if the Vajra Dharma Body is completed? Can you resist Ding Haizhu's blow? What if it was Chu Tianyou who took action? What if it was Pan Chengnian?
Wei Shiqi saw his own shortcomings. The most powerful means of sword cultivating is to control the world and destroy all magic with one sword. Taoist Ziyang had already pointed out the way for him, but he was addicted to the power of the five-color divine light and didn't care.
The sword threads form a formation, and when extended to the extreme, it is the supreme sword realm. His chance lies in the Hidden Snow Sword and his natal magical power.
Wei Shiqi's heart surged and his demonic energy swelled, urging the Hidden Snow Sword to pass over the Phoenix Tower of Cliff Peak, all the way to the west, pointing the sword at Liushi Peak. The flying sword escaped faster and faster, setting off violent turbulence wherever it passed. There was faint thunder in the sky, and the strong wind rushed towards the face, as sharp as a sword. Suddenly, there was a sharp sonic boom, and Wei Shiqi and his men were violently carrying their swords. Shock, the escape speed slowed down, and then accelerated again, leaving behind a huge vortex of clouds and mist, which slowly dissipated.
In the clear sky, a faint blue sword light spread across the sky, sonic booms sounded one after another, the vitality of the world was in chaos, the demonic energy of the Demon Suppression Tower rose into the sky, and everyone up and down the Flowing Stone Peak was alarmed. Everyone looked up, only to see a sword coming from the east. The momentum is astonishing.
Chu Ge stood at the top of the Chishui cliff, with his hands behind his back and his sleeves flying, silent for a long time. Wang Jin stood beside him, his blood boiling in his chest, and he wanted to rise up with his sword and strike a blow with Wei Shiqi.
Uraosheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the looming figure, and murmured: "Is he already this powerful?"
Shi Pingfu sighed with emotion: "The second-generation disciple of Liushi Peak is as strong as Wei Shiqi. Du Mo and Kou Yucheng are inferior to him. Among the elders, less than half can defeat him. A mere disciple from a side branch is like a comet rising. There are only a handful of characters over tens of thousands of years.”
In the battle at Lirengou, this boy smashed twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, slashed the Black Turtle with his hand, and seriously injured the Suzaku. Pu Weisheng had witnessed it with his own eyes. Although he was an elder of Kunlun, he knew that he was "half" what Elder Shi said. outside. He was alert, but before he knew it, Wei Shiqi had passed him, leaving behind a figure that could not be pursued.
He is old... He has been old since he placed his hope on his son...
