Chapter 174: The Night of the Blood Moon
What is Karma?
This may be a difficult question to answer, but in a way, fate is an irresistible factor.
Is it good or bad?
Perhaps this is not until the last moment, and no one can predict the most correct direction of fate.
The blood-colored full moon was in the sky, the breath of killing rose from the surface, and every inch of the land was stained with an indictment of fate.
Although the momentum of attacking the Shenmu Sect is very strong, the geographical location of the Shenmu Sect is very peculiar, it is a sect standing on the Divine Tree, and there is the existence of the Forbidden Spirit Array of the Guardian Sect, and those intruders who rush to the forefront are at best abandoned cannon fodder. If you want to truly break through the Shenmu Sect's Protector Array, you can't do it without reaching the Heavenly Rank realm.
However, the Shenmu Sect is not an iron bucket, and it has infiltrated many fine works of other sects, just like Dong Zheng and Cao Yi, two protectors.
At this moment, they were standing at the hub of the Sect Protector Forbidden Spirit Array, silently looking into the distance, a black oppression, and the surging blood seemed to fall in front of them at any time, making their eyes moist.
"It's too late to turn back, so why pretend to shed a tear or two?" Dong Zheng seemed to be laughing at Cao Yi, but he didn't know that he was also standing in this place with the same thoughts.
"I'm just mourning my past, those difficult days in the Shenmu Sect. Cao Yi's wry smile was really bitter, as for whether the days in the Shenmu Sect were really difficult, there was no need to dwell on it, because there would be no day more difficult than tonight.
"Let's go, the third young master has brought someone over, I don't want my hands to be stained with the blood of the Shenmu Sect again. Cao Yi adjusted his aura, and after glancing at the disciples of the Shenmu Sect who had been killed by his own hands, he quietly left with Dong Zheng.
Obviously, the Divine Wood Sect's Sect Protector Forbidden Spirit Array had already been opened by the two Dharma Protectors, before the arrival of the Liuxi River. As a result, without the defense of the Guardian Sect Forbidden Spirit Array, all parts of the Shenmu Sect were severely damaged, and the number of sacrificed disciples of the Shenmu Sect was slowly increasing.
At the same time, Sword Thirteen Lin Qingheng looked at this scene, and his heart did not swell at all.
"Two Dharma protectors, where are you going?" Lin Qingheng had already walked out of the Purple Wood Sword Temple, originally he could have prevented Dong Zheng and Cao Yi from opening the Forbidden Spirit Array of the Sect Protector, but he didn't, but waited until this moment to appear, which shows that all this is not simple.
After Dong Zheng and Cao Yi heard Lin Qingheng's voice, their backs were cold, and the pressure from the momentum made them unable to move forward anymore. And at this moment, they have already thought of their end, but they are powerless to resist. Because they know that Lin Qingheng has always been a very decisive person, although it is difficult to get out of the shadows in some things, he never hesitates to kill or if he wants to kill someone.
"You don't need to be nervous, I won't kill you now, otherwise with the two of you, you wouldn't have heard my voice, and you wouldn't have been so close to me. Lin Qingheng is like a sharp long sword at this moment, completely different from the previous decadent state.
Dong Zheng bowed to Lin Qingheng very respectfully and said, "I've seen the Sword Saint." ”
Lin Qingheng smiled: "Sword Saint?"
Dong Zheng nodded and said, "Although the Sword Saint has retired for many years, the legend about the Sword Thirteen has always been there. ”
Lin Qingheng waved his hand and said, "Forget about the unnecessary flattery, your life is not in my hands, no matter how much you say, it's useless." ”
Dong Zheng didn't speak again, and Cao Yi didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Although Dong Zheng and Cao Yi knew about Lin Qingheng's existence, they naively thought that the former Sword Thirteen was once decadent because of the events of the year, and his strength was long gone. However, when Lin Qingheng reappeared, the sense of oppression from the strength made Dong Zheng and Cao Yi clearly realize that Sword Thirteen was still Sword Thirteen, and his strength had broken through to the Heavenly Rank, and he was always just a humble ant in front of him.
At this moment, Lin Qingheng was waiting quietly, waiting for the arrival of those old friends. No matter how many years I haven't seen him, those familiar faces, Lin Qingheng has to go through them in his mind every day. The blood and tears of that year have long been dried by the years, but the traces left behind are becoming clearer and clearer, and the pain precipitated in the heart is also increasing day by day.
Lin Qingheng has been waiting for this moment for a long, long time, every night, he is lying alone on the rattan chair, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and the scene that flashes in his eyes is always the scene of the year, until he is covered in blood. There is no doubt that over the years, Lin Qingheng's heart has been full of pain and torture, but it is also because of this pain and torture that he has become stronger and cold-blooded at the same time.
"Tonight, I will let you also experience despair, the same round of the moon covered by blood, but with your blood, try your debt, old friends, it is time for you to pay for your blood debt. Lin Qingheng muttered to himself, the bloodlust in his eyes was not concealed at all, as if the resentment over the years was slowly squeezed into a time bomb to blow up all the enemies.
The blood is still flowing in the territory of the Shenmu Sect, not to mention whether it is devastated everywhere, as for the scenes of desolation, it is constantly emerging.
Finally, those who should have come were finally waited for by Lin Qingheng.
Among these people, most of them were still at the peak of the earth-level realm, and only a few had broken through themselves and promoted to the heaven-level realm.
The leader is strong, and he is the Heavenly Monarch of the two Great Divine Kingdoms, in addition to Tu Huang, who has fallen, the three Heavenly Monarchs of Xu Liu, Cheng Kun, and Du Lin gather here. In addition, there are the Heavenly Fire Sect, the Wind Thunder Palace, the Golden Xuanmen, the Huangtu Gate, and the Yihan Sect. It can be said that in addition to the rest of the afterlife, almost all the forces in this world gather here. Of course, their purpose is very simple, that is, they want to obtain the secret that can be sanctified.
Lin Qingheng stood at the top of the Shenmu Sect, looked at these uninvited old friends, took a deep breath, and let out a very long breath: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but do you remember me?"
The name of Sword Thirteen back then, I'm afraid no one can forget it.
The Lord of the Heavenly Fire Sect, Chilong Mountain, couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at Lin Qingheng's face, and all the shame that had fallen in his heart came to him.
"Brother Longshan, are you still alive?" Lin Qingheng hid the murderous intent in his heart, but the more this happened, the more uncomfortable it became.
Chilong Mountain said: "Looking at your posture, do you want to stop us with the power of one person like back then?"
Lin Qingheng didn't answer, because he was brought to the scene of the year by Chilong Mountain's words, and how similar it was to tonight.
Chilong Mountain continued: "Don't forget, you were a complete defeat back then. ”
Lin Qingheng's clenched fist slowly let go of his fingers and said, "Chilong Mountain, you betrayed me back then, it's time to pay the price." ”
Chilong Mountain's heart tightened again, and his eyes were slightly dim.
Once upon a time, Chilong Mountain and Lin Qingheng were brothers who had died, and the phoenix blood of Chilong Mountain was Lin Qingheng's wedding gift to him, but the tragedy of that year was due to the betrayal of Chilong Mountain.
"And you, it's best to remember every word you said and every action you made back then, I, Lin Qingheng, said that I would return it to you tenfold and hundredfold, plus you attacked my Shenmu Sect, new hatred and old hatred, and I will not die tonight. ”
(End of chapter)