The last lightning tribulation completely dissipated, and the Xuanyi monk stood between heaven and earth, raising his head and laughing, arrogantly and wantonly.
Finally, he didn't wait for the calamity cloud to dissipate, the spiritual rain to disperse, the ladder to heaven descended, and he raised his hand to sacrifice a spiritual sword.
"Hey, apprentice! Watch carefully!"
He raised his hand, "This is my last sword."
The sword energy stretched thousands of miles, and the brewing spiritual rain turned into a vast snow, falling quickly between the sky and the earth, almost turning into a blizzard.
Kaiyang felt the power of the Destiny Rules, but before he could fully understand why this sword was fired, his vision was blocked by the snow curtain, and a majestic and cold spiritual power pulled him away.
"I asked you, outsiders, how long will you stay here? It just so happens that I will send you back together."
The snow curtain blurred everyone's vision, including the immortals in the sky and the people on the earth.
There was only a cyan figure that transformed into the form of spiritual snow, and a silver dragon that happened to be hiding a sword energy quickly moved away.
Every formation stone fell to the ground and was instantly frozen by ice and snow.
Yan Ye really cultivated the path of destiny. Before he chose the path, he rebelled against the conventions and vision of the world and did many things that went against nature. After choosing the path, he was trapped in the path of destiny. Luoze was not his prison, but his destiny was like Three thousand chains were placed on him.
Lin Du's appearance disrupted the direction of the chains, and every move he made was cutting off those solid fates.
Only then did Yan Ye understand the true meaning of the fate of master and disciple.
Fate lies in making choices.
It's everyone's choice.
Now, the trapped beast that has been dormant for thousands of years has perfected its cultivation, broke free from its chains, and suddenly became the master of its destiny.
So, the end of the three thousand chains was in his hand.
With his help, Lin Du and Wei Zhi quickly formed a formation, and in the heavy snow that was hard to detect, another layer of ice and snow quietly fell.
Among the coiled dragons, a golden ball of light was concealed by the silver dragon's restraint.
Lin Du appeared again, lowered his eyes and looked at the formation pattern that turned into snow light, and held out seven short blades.
If the true soul is retained, then it is time to send her to the place where she dominates.
Seven short blades plunged into the earth, and the green figure soared and fell into the territory circled by the hovering silver dragon.
The spatial restriction of the silver dragon was released in an instant. Lin Du held a short blade and passed through the golden light group neatly and plunged into the ground.
Lin Du had used this formation many times to send ghosts to the ground. He never expected to use this formation to send away an elder who was close to him.
Lin Du held the handleless short blade tightly. It was clearly not sharpened, but it still cut her palm. The blood dripped and seeped into the ground.
The golden true soul was led into the underworld by the short blade in an instant, and the formation pattern quickly disappeared, but Lin Du maintained his posture of kneeling on one knee, holding the short blade.
The snow was falling heavily, and the silver dragon was swimming and circling. Lin Du was silent for a long time. For the first time, he thought, if faith is really useful, then please... God forgive him.
One day, she, Lin Du, will kiss Jiuzhongtian, inherit Taiyin's ambition, and clean up all the remaining poison.
Lin Du slowly raised his head and saw a snow wolf walking through the snow.
Chu Guanmeng is not unaware that the oath Lin Du made in her consciousness has been passed into her consciousness through the contract.
Snow Wolf lowered his head, passed through the protection of the silver dragon, and touched Lin Du's forehead.
Fluffy and cold.
"I heard it, but I couldn't coax it out."
Wei Zhi turned into a human again, "Three jars of wine."
"It has nothing to do with you!" Chu Guanmeng shouted loudly.
"Flowing water mat." Lin Du promised, "Eat it for three days, seven days, it doesn't matter."
Chu Guanmeng reluctantly retracted her claws, transformed back into the fur ball she once was, and landed on Lin Du's shoulder.
Hou Cang met Lin Du's eyes across the vast wind and snow.
The restriction in his body completely disappeared.
But he was inexplicably no longer sad.
On the other side, the ladder finally descended, and Yan Ye looked at Lin Du, "Traitor! I'm waiting for you in the sky!"
He held a Kaiyang in one hand, followed by an embarrassed boy, "Let's go!!"
Lin Du straightened up and waved vigorously at him, "Hurry up and show off before I go up. Don't ask me to cover you again!!!"
Yan Ye bared his teeth as he moved up, "Why don't you go and see where your sword hits? Do you want to surpass me? Haha."
He soared so gracefully.
The ladder to heaven slowly disappeared, and the boy was still crying, "Immortal Lord! Two Immortal Lords! Wait for me!"
Lin Du stood there, smiled, and turned to look at Hou Cang, "Brother, you are here, let's go see where the snow is?"
Hou Cang stood up slowly, "I want to make an oath to heaven."
"Hou Cang, the ninety-ninth generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, hereby swears an oath, witnessed by Emperor Tianhou Tu, that I will kill all the evil spirits in the world. If I don't defeat them, I won't reach perfection."
As he spoke, he took out his spiritual sword, and together with Lin Du, flew towards the end of the heavy snow.
On that day, Yan Yexianzun, the leader of the formation path, witnessed that Lin Du, his only disciple, ascended to the position of the leader of the formation path, and his merits were perfected, and he immediately ascended to the throne.
The final winners of the Lingwu Tournament were two supreme masters, a brother and a sister. They were rare in the world. One of them reached the pinnacle with his hidden edge sword, and the other had infinite divine power, wisdom and courage.
No one remembers Kaiyang who came, as if that person never left any traces.
Only a few people remember it.
It is said that those who were present at the ceremony that day saw two snow scenes that could be called holy.
One is Lin crossing the snow line thousands of miles into formation, the other is Yan Ye's sword thousands of miles away from frost and cold.
After the heavy snowfall, the place that was originally a deserted sandy land became faintly more aura.
But that day, two people walked in the snow and fought their way into the snow-frozen demon world. With one sword and one fan, they challenged the lords of ten directions. Before the snow stopped, they killed nearly ten thousand demons and returned with a smile.
The next day, in the finals of the mechanism art, Supreme Zong Yuanye single-handedly set up garrison fortresses in the thousands of miles of front, and became the leader of the mechanism competition in one fell swoop, attracting countless people to regain their attention to the mechanism technique;
Another day, in the final of the weapon refiner, Yan Qing, the supreme sect, refined a heaven-grade magic weapon that combines offense and defense. When dropped, it can automatically weld the edges of two arrays. With his ingenuity, he and a thousand-year-old weapon refiner who refined the Huangpin Lingbao. , both ranked first;
One month later, in the Alchemy Competition, Xia Wu, a disciple of the Living Judge and a disciple of the Supreme Sect, had already refined the spiritual liquid to dissolve man-made evil spirits and became famous in one fell swoop. In the competition, he also relied on his superb tempering technology and special skills. Using his own refining method, he refined the ninth-grade heavenly elixir, officially taking over the title of master and becoming the leader of the alchemy path.
Since then, the reputation of the Supreme Sect has once again resounded throughout the entire Dongming Realm after a hundred years of silence.
Not the first sect in Zhongzhou, but the first sect in Dongming Realm.
The supreme sect, no one can be above it.
In the same month, the cooking competition, which had been forgotten by the cultivation world for many years, was re-organized by the newly promoted Zhongzhou Qiang Sect and the head of the Tongtian Sect.
Lin Du and Han Yueling were sitting at the judges' table. Every hair on Bai Mao Tuanzi's body was filled with happiness.
While eating, Chu Guanmeng slowly remembered, "No, the banquet invited you to be one of the judges, so you brought me to eat. Is this what you call the flowing water banquet?"
Lin Du nodded, "Just tell me if it's a three-day flowing water mat?"
Chu Guanmeng looked dullly at the pure spiritual food in front of him. There seemed to be nothing wrong with it, but something was wrong.
"I remember there is a Talisman Masters Conference coming soon, and your seventh senior sister seems to have been looking for you for several days."
Lin Du covered its mouth, "Eat first, don't say such unappetizing words."
