A quiet and peaceful wilderness, where there is a hidden murder motive among the grass and trees. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info A breeze blows, how much bloody rain will it set off?

The starry sky is vast, soaring up to 90,000 miles. The sea of clouds is churning, and Kunpeng has been exhibited for more than a thousand years.

Under this night, the vast land that gave birth to thousands of lights silently narrated its own glory.

The majestic peak steps on the sea of clouds, like a fairy dwelling. Biwa Feiyong, Qionglou Yuyu, Mengmeng fairy spirit lingers in the meantime.

In the main hall, there are several white-bearded old men. One of them stood by the window, his right hand behind his back, his left hand running through the strand of beard on his chest over and over again. The jaw is slightly raised, the eyes are shining, and the expression is slightly solemn staring at the night sky.

"A few months ago, the southern sky was too faint, the stars were white, and a withered star located in the southeast of Taiweiyuan was radiant. A few days ago, the Taiwei Star was shining brightly, and it continued to move to the northern sky, and there was a great sign that the Taiwei stars would join the stars of the Heavenly City to invade Ziwei. In recent days, Ziweiyuan has been shining with red light, I wonder if Ziweixing can survive this catastrophe? Alas! The old man breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Zi Weixing is related to the lifeblood of the ancestors, and there must be no mistake. It's a pity that the ancestors are already immortals, and they have the power of transcendent sainthood, which is beyond our control. ”

The starry sky in the far north has been shrouded in a red light. It was a war on a certain plane, and red was the color of killing. In the red light, a purple star wandered in between. Slowly, it darkened, darkened, and finally disappeared into the starry sky.

"Not good! Taiwei appears in the southeast, and Ziwei finally turns into ashes. The ancestors are in trouble,......" the old man's left hand stroking his beard stopped.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the teacup in the room made the sound of the lid rubbing. Everyone realized in an instant that the room was shaking. Or maybe the whole earth is shaking......

Looking at the night sky, in the direction of the vanishing purple microstar. A white dot is near, close. No, not a dot, it's a beam of light, a white blade of light.

The white blades of light shot out, piercing the curtain of the starry sky. The touch of light and sky, the clash of swords and shields. Rub in the air and burn with brilliant red flames.

The entire sky instantly turned into a sea of fire, and the red glow illuminated every corner of the earth. But the blade of light did not disappear, and the curtain of the starry sky could not stop the sharp tearing, and was cut by a knife.

The sea of fire faded away, accompanied by an even stronger tremor. A cut was made in the sky, and the stars were clearly visible at the breach. The white blade still has the remaining strength, and after cutting through the sky, it is really unscrupulous to rush into this continent.

The destruction of the mainland is a matter of urgency......

"Sword Qi! It's sword energy! The sword qi that can cut through the space, whose hand will it be? ”

"It's not good, such a strong sword qi has the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth. Sect Master, this sword qi must gather all ......" The old man was surprised by the strength of the white light, and suddenly thought of something, turned to look at the main seat, only to find that the sky above the throne was empty. The person who was sitting on the throne just now has already left.

At the same time, in all corners of the continent. Six beams of light of different colors shot towards the sword qi.

These six beams of light are the top representatives of the strength of this continent. The saint is ordinary, and it is rare to see. Today, because of this sword aura, they have the same hatred.

The white sword qi turned into a ball of flame as it pierced the night sky. Fiery red blades fell from the sky, and six beams of light shot out from the ground. Near, closer......

Finally, the six beams of light drilled into the fiery red sword qi together, and they were instantly engulfed in flames and disappeared.

Just when everyone thought that this sword qi would split this fragile continent in two. The speed of that sword qi slowed down a lot, and it was just the moment it collided with the ground.

"Bang!" A loud bang sent the entire continent tremble, and six beams of light of different colors burst out from the ruins. Together with the flame sword qi, they disappeared into the night, as if they had never come.

In the moment just now, the confrontation between the six beams of light and the sword qi in the flames was a narrow victory. This continent was saved, but the sword qi directly split a rift on the ground. From now on, the mountains, rivers, and villages within the reach of the sword qi will be divided into two, and there will never be an intersection.

Above the rift created by the sword qi, the night sky corresponding to the rift was also torn apart. Like the giant eye of the Demon King, it is also the eye of the sky, and there is a faint spark spreading on the edge, which is completely lost.

After the turmoil just now, all the people on the continent walked out, including the disciples of the mountain just now, dressed in neat sect clothes, and walked out of the various rooms. Of course, including those white-bearded old men.

"It's ...... Traces of the sky? The traces of heaven mentioned in the ancestors' testaments turned out... It really appeared! "When the white-bearded old man came out, he already had an extra hide on his hand.

When the patterns painted on the hides are laid aside, they must be said to be poor in brushwork. However, when this eye of the sky appears, you will be surprised to find that it is exactly the same as the one painted on the animal skin. However, the skin looked hundreds of years old.

At this moment, on both sides of the rift, six figures looked up at the starry sky. At a glance, through the huge "Traces of Heaven", the external space is like an ink painting, plain and lonely.

At their feet, there was a rift valley, and the fiery sword qi was like a flaming knife, tearing the plains, mountains, and rivers apart.

The cliffs on both sides of the rift valley are covered by a layer of magma-like red liquid clay. Looking down, the bottom of the cliff is burning with raging fire, overwhelming the power.

"Is that the Trace of Heaven?" Everyone looked up at the starry sky. "The trace of heaven that I have been looking for and waiting for all my life has finally appeared."

"Hundreds of years? It's time for him to come back and have a look! ”

"What a domineering sword aura, such a familiar feeling, the aura that only belongs to him."

"Humph! Hum! Separated by several spaces, such a long distance, a single slash can almost put our lives on hold. Who else could it be but him? ”

"Yo! Brother Yang, you still have a temper! ”

"Don't make noise! Listen ......"

With a similar tremor as Fang Cai, the stones under his feet jumped, and some rolled into the abyss under his feet, rolling on the cliff wall, stained with the burning red liquid clay, and I don't know when and when I could see the morning sun.

Not exactly the same as when the sword qi struck, while the earth trembled, the continent was enveloped in a roar, the sound of that kind of object cutting through the wind blade, crashing and reverberating in this wilderness.

It is similar to the whistling sound of sword qi, but it is much duller.

Now the tremors, the roars, everything, are unknown.

"Look, is there something flying in the Traces of Heaven?"

The black sky, the hole that was torn open, the external space in the sky trace was clearly visible, and it was much brighter.

A scarlet point of light is slowly growing larger......

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