The voice of the saint spreads to the world......

"Hook thief. ”

"The thief of the country. ”

"Those who steal my world, turn into alien demons!"

"This throne is the first saint in the world, do you dare to fight?"

Bai Zhiqiu's heart-wrenching voice resounded throughout the world, resounding in the ears of all living beings, and the aftermath surrounded the sky, over and over again, endlessly.

And above the pool of forest fog and blood, he has long been gone.

Because the moment he grasped the Heavenly Sin, the white robe suddenly turned into a wisp of sword qi and submerged into the pool of blood, and the sixteen sword pieces turned into a red light at the same time and followed closely.

......

How fast is Bai Zhiqiu's sword?

Luo Changfeng, who was teaching sword techniques to three apprentices in the Forgetful Chuanli, also understood Chongyang, who was dressed like an ordinary person on the inconspicuous street in a certain royal city in Zhongzhou. Because they were witnesses who sent swords for thousands of miles and Xue Ji punished Sha Weng.

In contrast, Liang Liang, who was fighting with the alien race on the highest guillotine peak of the Fog Hidden Gate, did not understand, and Ning Xianshan, who was besieged by four Heavenly Ce generals and could only be forced to defend and was wounded, did not understand.

At least they didn't understand it before.

But in the next moment, I understood.

Because at the moment when those thirty-one words resounded through the sky, at the moment when all the aliens on the Broken Head Peak, Ning Xianshan, and Liang Liang looked up at the clouds in astonishment, a wisp of white sword qi suddenly crossed in front of his eyes, and fell on the blue-haired middle-aged man who was standing in front of the broken temple.

Immediately after, there was a slender red glow like silk.

No one could see exactly what was going on. The four Heavenly Ce generals, including Luo Chan Luge, together with Ning Xianshan, Liang Liang, and the nearly 10,000 alien races that occupied the Wuyin Gate, only felt the sword qi enter their eyes at that moment, and they couldn't look at it directly.

Then they heard the dragon roaring.

When he looked up again, he saw that the cyan dragon that had turned into a true body on the blood-red sky and wanted to flee from the bottom of the kettle suddenly severed its head, and the huge dragon body struggled in the air for several breaths, and fell violently, smashing into the mountain range north of Guillotine Peak.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

......

The world stands still at this moment.

Above the peaks of the Fog Hidden Gate, there was a dead silence.

A wisp of white sword qi turned into a human form and landed on the top of the severed head.

Bai Zhiqiu held the sin of heaven in one hand and picked the dragon head with the other. This white-robed old gentleman, who is also a saint and a demon, and is invincible in the world, casually threw the dragon head to the stunned Ning Xianshan, stroked his white beard, raised his feet, and once again turned into a wisp of sword qi and rushed into the sealed cave sky buried by the ruins......

Where is there anything to please the gods?

When he was above the pool of blood, Bai Zhiqiu sensed a breath, an aura that made the gods lead to the mirror and cultivate himself, and he faintly felt that he was in danger, and he was about to tear open the seal in the ruins, and the cave sky came across the boundary.

As expected, it should be that Mo Tianji mentioned the difference before he slept for a long time

The only remaining god descendant of the clan.

He couldn't imagine the consequences of sealing the cave sky shattered.

So I don't think about it anymore.

He had no choice but to carry the sin of heaven and kill into that world.

Before the white-robed figure was engulfed by the Sealed Cave Heaven, he looked back in shock and glanced at it greedily.

"You once said that these mountains and rivers are so beautiful, that you have seen them for thousands of years, and you still don't get tired of them. You once said that these mountains and rivers are too wide to support the vicissitudes of life and the passage of time. ”

"You asked me if I would make the same choice in an afterlife?"

"Crazy Zhao, do you know that in life and life, I am willing to abandon the book and hold the sword to become a demon for you!"

......

"Walking in the water, not avoiding the dragon, for the courage of the boat. Walking in the mountains and forests, not afraid of jackals, for the courage of hunting. The white blade is handed in front of him, and he sees death as if he were alive, which is the courage of heroes. Knowing that manpower is poor, and being calm in the face of great difficulties is the courage of a saint. "On the hundred-foot dangerous building, Pei Fenglou, who is too tall to be elegant, carries a giant sword one word wide, bows his head and salutes back, "Mr. Let's go." ”

"Sir, let's go. Leng Qingqiu, who sat cross-legged on the grass head, returned the salute with a happy knife in front of him.

So the wind rose at the end of Qingping.

Located on the top of the two adjacent and high mountains called Jingting Mountain in the unknown place of Tianxi, the two great sword cultivators Cao Jing and Tong Chu, who never tired of looking at each other, turned around at the same time, facing the direction of the Wuyin Gate sect site and returned to the sword salute: "Sir, let's go." ”

In the three counties of Tianxi, on the golden platform at the head of the majestic city called Black Cloud City, the famous sword and jade dragon, which ranked twenty-eighth on the list of divine soldiers, suddenly trembled, and the entire giant city suddenly appeared.

Li He stood in front of the door with his hands in his hands, bowing his head slightly: "Mr. let's go." ”

"Sir, let's go. "In the waterfall and waterhole that pours like white jade, the young brother and sister who sit and drink raise a glass to the sky.

"Sir, let's go. "Raise your eyes, a radius of a hundred miles is a good field and jade in the rice field, the helmsman of the eleventh of the earth, nicknamed the chivalrous leader, straightened his waist, rolled down the corners of his sleeves, patted the soil in his hand, and saluted sincerely.

In the small bamboo courtyard deep in the dense forest of the Guigu Valley, Wu Jiazi, a mountain man who was born in the hundred schools of Liuzimen and claimed to be a lineage, closed the bamboo scroll in his hand and got up to salute: "Mr. Let's go." ”

"Good go, sir!"

Suddenly thunder thunderbolts broke out in the Wind and Thunder Garden, and Li Manqing, who was wrapped in purple lightning, broke through the enchantment array of this unknown place and walked out.

This ruthless man looked in the direction of the Fog Hidden Gate, his eyes were full of murderous energy......

"Sir, let's go. ”

Five Peaks Realm.

The highest in the mountains on the top of the handsome mountain, in front of the magnificent giant hall, the disciples of the five mountains led by the Taihua Sword Immortal all gathered here, after bidding farewell to the saint Bai Zhiqiu, the Taihua Sword Immortal pointed to the sky and called: "Raise the sword." ”

So the mountains of the five mountains, flying swords like rain, crossed the sky.

......

Bodhi Academy.

In front of the window of the wooden house in the small courtyard of the farmhouse where Dean Zhuang lived alone in the past, Li Xingyun stretched out his hand to catch a piece of autumn yellow leaves, and muttered: "Mr. said that when I was studying a long time ago, I always fantasized that one day I would be able to become a teacher all over the world. So in the year of the weak crown, he read the world's books and knew the five-character door. ”

But then he met a girl. ”

And he forsook the book, and took the sword, and became a demon. ”

Ling'er listened quietly, looking at Li Xingyun secretly sad, and she was also a little sad.

So he stroked Li Xingyun's shoulder and comforted him: "The old man Bai holds a sword for the world, and he is worthy of being regarded as the most holy master in the world." ”

Li Xingyun held the fallen leaf tightly: "Yes, a thousand years, sir, he is finally, peach and plum all over the world." ”

In front of the window, Li Xingyun was wearing a placket and holding a crown.

He bowed to the blue sky, tears rolled in his eyes, just like twenty years ago in the small courtyard behind Luoqiu Village: "Congratulations to Mr., Mr. go ......well, Mr. Go well."

......

On the Guillotine Peak, a cold white light drew a poignant arc in the blood-red sky, and then fell into the mountains and smashed out of the deep pit.

Ning Xianshan, who was pale, could not think of the déjà vu of this situation. In the deep pit, he barely stood up with the desert silver spear and wiped the blood from his lips.

There was a black shadow falling beside her, and Liang Liang, the little witch who had ordered the ghosts, jumped down from the prison dragon coffin, and the black palm wind shook the lid of the prison dragon coffin, she looked at Ning Xianshan, who was broken by half a shoulder, and said, "Hide in." ”

Ning Xianshan spat out blood and complained: "He is a good old man, he will leave when he says he will go, and he is also called a sword in the world." But what's the matter with leaving us here? Those four guys have cultivated to the realm, and it is more than enough to kill five mountain masters, not to mention this army of aliens all over the mountains. ”

Liang Liang, who looked obviously tired, said sharply: "If you don't want to die, hide in the coffin." ”

Ning Xianshan said: "What is the use of this broken coffin? It's just the difference between early death and late death! In this situation, unless a divine soldier descends from the sky, any desert silver spear and dragon coffin master will have to be explained here." ”

Liang Liang, who had a keen sense, didn't argue with him, and suddenly noticed something, so he looked up and showed surprise: "Hey, a divine soldier descended from the sky!"

Ning Xianshan raised his head, and really saw countless flying swords break through the blood-red sky, and his head fell.

Immediately after, a voice echoed among the mountains......

"The phoenix returns to its hometown and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix. ”

In the deep pit, the two people who had been dead for a lifetime immediately saw that after the sky was full of sword rain, a divine beast with wings like a cloud-covering white phoenix soared into the sky.

Behind the flying phoenix, there was a figure like a fairy.

Five Peaks Realm.

Sword Immortal Li Changsheng.