His tone was three points of panic and seven points of surprise, and he said, "Huh? With a sound, he cast his gaze. The Yao Pond, which was like a huge jade plate a moment ago www.biquge.info suddenly rippled with "ripples". said that it was ripples, but both of them knew it, they could still see it clearly from a distance of tens of thousands of feet, if they were on the spot, what kind of scene should these "ripples" be? I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to describe it as "monstrous waves", right? Baili Yanqiao's face was cold, and he exclaimed: "It's not good, Yaochi has always been as quiet as standing water for a hundred years, where have you seen this situation, I'm afraid that things are not right!" Xiaohua, let's go back and tell the master. ”

Yun Hua didn't hesitate, jumped up and rushed to Baili Yan's side. The blue light flickered, and the two of them struck a brilliant light from the clouds, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The words are divided into two ends, the suspended continent is tens of thousands of zhang down, and among the mountains not far to the west, only the wind hisses and whines, and the broken jade is chaotic, and the eight directions are flying.

Looking carefully, there are eight figures standing or coiling on the side of Nuo Da Yao Pond, these eight people stand in a gossip position, dozens of miles away from each other, drawing countless transparent spiritual lights to shuttle back and forth, surrounding the entire Yao Pond in the middle. Suddenly, a Haoran Taoist true voice came from the south, and he said slowly: "Nangong little nephew, this ancient sword Si Ming has been sealed in the heart of Yaochi Lake for one hundred and twenty years, whether it can be awakened depends on the arrangement of God, personal creation, and must not be forced." ”

The young man in the north nodded slightly, the spiritual power in his body was surging, and he said: "No matter what the result is, the seven ancestors of the Shangxuan Academy will help each other today, and this kindness Nangong Ming will remember it in his heart, and it will be unforgettable." ”

The man was dressed in black and fluttering in the wind, and his face was heroic and solemn. Suddenly, a pale male voice came from the east, and said lightly: "Little nephew Nangong, there is still something I want to remind you of." ”

"Leave the head of the Fire Venerable, please speak."

"This 'Innate Eight Elephants Silent Annihilation Heaven' was proposed by your master Murong Guiyi and set up here as a peerless formation. Although it has the great power to suppress the spiritual power of heaven and earth, its limitations are also quite complicated. When the formation was set up back then, the casters of the array eyes standing in eight directions gathered all the great powers of the righteous path one hundred and twenty years ago, in addition to your master and the senior brother in charge, as well as the Xunfeng Venerable head located in the southwest, it was the current abbot of Sujiao Temple, the head of the Jade Void Sword Sect, Shuo Yi Sword Saint, and the sword head of the Void Sect, Senior Brother Gu Jianming. There are also two seniors of the previous generation who have returned from the battle between good and evil. Such eight people, not far from each other, stabilized this formation. And Senior Brother Murong, who was one of the eyes of the array, was able to personally seal the Ancient Sword Si Ming in the heart of Yaochi Lake. ”

Nangong Mingming secretly remembered the name mentioned by the old man in his heart. Among them, what surprised him the most was the Xunfeng Venerable in the old man's mouth.

"In the same way, you must also be one of the Array Eye Spellcasters today to have a chance to enter the Formation Seal Space to find the Si Ying Ancient Sword. It's just that this time, the eight people are different from each other, especially when Nangong's little nephew joins, and the spiritual power of the law is unevenly transmitted. Even if the seven of us encourage Shi Wei, they can only forcibly tear open the formation and let you enter for a moment, which is dangerous but difficult to control. All we can do is open the way for you to get in and out, and it's up to you to find the sword and awaken it and take it away. Don't be pushy. In addition, the 'Twin Ruyi' handed over to you by the senior brother in charge before must be kept by the good students. If you want to leave the sealed space, just aim at Ruyi Transmission, and when we get the message, we will start to open the passage for you and pull you out. ”

Nangong Mingxuan's face was resolute, and he nodded: "Thank you seniors for reminding me, Nangong keep it in mind." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Beiyin from the south came, and he said lightly: "Junior brothers and sisters, let's start." ”

The eight people on the side of Yao Chi nodded in unison, and all kinds of light flashed in their palms, cruising endlessly, slowly merging into a huge spiritual power disc in front of them. This huge disk-shaped spiritual light was filled with surging spiritual power, and it suddenly rose more than ten zhang into the air and began to rotate rapidly. The sky was shining, thunder and lightning were ringing, and a huge sword shadow that was as straight as running through the heavens and the earth slowly emerged, and the radius of hundreds of miles was instantly intimidated by a peerless coercion. The mountains are snowing, everything is quiet, Nangong Ming's feet are soft, he half-kneels, makes a "poof" sound, and spurts out a mouthful of blood, which is particularly piercing in the endless expanse.

"This big array of coercion is heavy and domineering, and I don't know how long my small boat can hold it up? I don't know if there's enough time for me to bring Si Ming back? He frowned, gritted his teeth, and said to himself: "No, Si Ming is the treasure of my Fuyao Mountain, and I must bring it back, otherwise the master is afraid that he will die." He snorted slightly, stood up slowly, and shouted in his ear: "Nangong junior nephew, get ready, the moment the sealing space is torn open, you will hurry in." ”

Nangong Mingxuan nodded, concentrating on the divine sword phantom. I saw that the sword was inserted on the huge spiritual light jade plate, and the end went deep into the bottom of the Yao Chi Pool, and suddenly the sword momentum changed, and the surrounding space seemed to be pulled into a huge whirlpool of darkness and boundlessness. Suddenly, the whirlpool stagnated, and there was a crisp click, and Beiyin shouted: "It's now." ”

Nangong Mingxuan did not hesitate, and twenty-one streamer qi swords burst out from his hands and feet, wrapped in wind and thunder, turning into a void-breaking void and flying away. The spatial vortex was cracked by the giant sword, and one of them was particularly obvious, and the two sides were separated by a few feet, enough for one person to enter and exit. This crack lasted for a few breaths, and Nangong Ming extinguished the sky like a shuttle, chasing the clouds with electricity, as if a lightning bolt came from the sky, and only half a blink of an eye flashed into the crack. The next moment, the spatial vortex returned to normal, but the trajectory of the lightsaber flying was smashed by time and space, turning into countless thin lines scattered around the sword.

Beiyin's voice floated slowly, and he said in a light tone: "I'll wait here for a while, and when Nangong's little nephew sends a signal, I will strike together and pull him out of the formation seal." He suddenly changed his words and said, "Senior Brother Lianguang." ”

"Senior brother in charge, please advise." It was the withered male voice that had just reminded Nangong of the Ming Dynasty.

Over the years, the younger brother's skills have improved again, and the senior brother is very pleased. As soon as the matter is over, please go to the fire refining abyss, there are distinguished guests to visit, you have to 'receive' with your heart. ”

"I respectfully respect the senior brother in charge."

On the other side, Nangong Ming Annihilation Light flew into the sealed time and space controlled by the 'Innate Eight Elephants Silent Annihilation Heaven'. Legend has it that this formation has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it requires eight people who have traveled through the heavens to guide the innate Linggang that has existed between heaven and earth since the beginning of the world. Gathered together in this way, driven by gossip, only to get a peerless formation to suppress all things, gods and ghosts are invincible. Nangong Mingxuan knew the power of this formation, and he was in awe, and the spiritual power in his body was so strong that he didn't dare to have the slightest intention of resisting. Circling like this, the coercion from the roar of his limbs still made him breathless, and his mind was torn. He tried his best to control his body, searching back and forth in the deep water of Yao Chi, where there was no boundary.

In fact, the center of this Yaochi Lake is only a few zhang square, but the so-called Sumeru mustard seeds, a grain of sand, all become heaven and earth. This formation is self-staged in the center of the lake into endless time and space, thousands of acres of Yao Pond blue waves are filled with it, Nangong Ming Xuan is like a small fish swimming into the boundless and bottomless ocean, trying to find a sword from it, but how difficult it is.

His brows were tightly knit, and he couldn't see the end of the darkness, and he didn't know how many years he had to wait to see a glimmer of light. His heart was weak for a while, and he looked around, but it was still the same pitch-black waves.

Suddenly, a voice so familiar that his whole body trembled jumped into his ears, "Who is coming?" ”

"Master? Master!? Is that you, master, you're still alive?! Nangong Mingxuan's mind was cold and blank, and the temperature of the blood flowing rapidly throughout his body and the tears flying away from the corners of his eyes were obviously in stark contrast.

"Master?" The voice froze slightly, and he paused: "So you are a new generation disciple of Fuyao Mountain?" ”

"Master, don't you remember me?" Nangong Ming's heart trembled, and his throat choked.

"Murong is one... I'm just a clone of the spirits he left behind, and I've been ordered to guard this place for many years and protect Si Ming. If you are a disciple of Murong Guiyi, although I look the same as him, I don't know what happened after this. ”

Nangong Ming's heart was suddenly shocked, but the sad and disappointed look on his face became clearer and clearer, "Master, since you feathered, I miss you so much." As soon as his words fell, a soft power suddenly came from the dark and unbounded void, and Nangong Ming's limbs and hundreds of bones were touched by this power, and the spiritual power around his body actually jumped up with joy, running Zhou Tian along the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, which made people's hearts relax, and it was indescribably happy.

"Well, I'm not old, but the road to Fuyao Mountain is not low, not bad, not bad." He paused and sighed, "So I've already feathered...", the voice trembled slightly, and then continued, "Although I don't want to say this, I think the body is no longer alive." His tone suddenly softened, "People have joys and sorrows, how can they last for a long time?" Life and death have their own destiny, time passes, and I am afraid that I will soon dissipate into heaven and earth. If no one comes, maybe there will really be no trace of the existence of 'Murong Guiyi' in the world." ”

"Master... Master, the apprentice is not filial, and he didn't even see you for the last time. Apprentice, apprentice every time he thinks of the master's nurturing grace during his lifetime, and teaches carefully, during that time, his heart is painful, and he doesn't even know where the future is. ”

"Idiot..."Murong Guiyi's voice came slowly, Nangong Mingxuan raised his arm to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a wry smile: "But the master doesn't have to worry, the apprentice has met a good brother, he is a disciple of the Shangxuan Academy, named Yun Hua, we married Jin Lan, his attitude and sudden openness made the disciple ashamed." Even if the master will never be able to come back in the future, the disciple will still stick to my 'way' of Fuyao Mountain, and even if he dies, he will not discredit my Fuyao Mountain. ”

Nangong Ming's tone was resolute, and his gaze was firm.

"The cloud... Cloud? … I see..."

"Master?"

"Well, I guess I'm here to retrieve Si Ming?"

"Yes, master... Before his death, the master confessed and ordered his disciples to retrieve Si Ming and revitalize Fuyao Mountain. ”

Murong Guiyi was silent for a long time, then sighed for a long time and said, "Since I said so, as a spirit body, naturally there is no objection." He paused and continued, "You come in the direction of my voice, and guide you to the place where Si Ming was sealed. ”

Nangong Mingxuan was overjoyed, bowed down and said, "Thank you, master." ”

A burst of supreme Taoist true sound broke through the boundless dark waves. Nangong Mingxuan recognized the direction, gritted his teeth and moved forward hard, his body was unwavering under the huge pressure, although the speed was not fast, but it was better than perseverance. After a while, a faint blue-purple light flashed under the reflection of his eyes. This light was faint but real, Nangong Ming's pupils shrank, and his heart became inexplicably nervous.

After swimming forward for a long time, Nangong Ming Xuan floated in the big wave space, everything was silent and solemn. His eyes were stained with a purple glow, and his heart was full of waves, and his blood seemed to congeale.

In front of him were countless cracks that emitted faint blue and purple light, the cracks were dense and cracked and spreading, and in the center where the light was most frequent, an ancient sword with a pitch-black and dull body and no material could be seen inserted into the cracks, faintly pressing the blue and purple light into the cracks in the ground.

Ancient Sword Division.

A faint aura slowly emerged. It was a rather tall man, this man had long snow-white hair, a plump and handsome man, starry eyes and sword eyebrows, a high hanging nose, and a proud Murong Guiyi's face, but he looked a little younger, so his eyebrows were three points similar to Nangong Mingxuan.

He slowly lowered his body, stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the pitch-black ancient sword in front of him. As soon as the ancient sword was touched by him, it emitted a faint and almost inaudible sword groan, and a trace of eye-catching dark light disappeared in a blink of an eye, but it was clearly captured by Nangong Mingxuan.

"As you can see, the Si Ming Sword has not yet woken up, and the suppression of the 'Shadow Candle' of the Youhuang Emperor back then was too expensive, and the sword spirit has been sleeping until now, and even I, as the sword master, only have a very slight resonance when I touch the sword body. This time, you came to get the sword, but I was afraid that you would return empty-handed. ”

"Even if it's extremely unlikely, the disciple still wants to give it a try." Nangong Mingxuan gritted his teeth and said firmly.

"Well, it's nature. You come forward and try to see if you can communicate with the sword spirit and awaken Si Ming. ”

Nangong Mingxuan nodded, slowly swam to the side of the ancient sword division, closed his eyes, and put both hands on the hilt of this pitch-black ancient sword.

The tentacles were cold.

Suddenly, a black light flashed, and Nangong Ming was also electrocuted, and the surrounding space was no longer a sealing space or the center of Yaochi Lake. As far as the eye can see, the surroundings are surrounded by endless black and gray mist, and the blood-red light swimming in the sky sprays out through the layers of fog, but when it falls on the body, it makes people feel a cold from the depths of their hearts.

Nangong Mingxuan shuddered, and in the fog, one side was a huge stone wall that towered and had no end, leading to nine heavens and falling poorly. The stone wall is dilapidated, not seeing the whole picture, cracks are thick, powder is flying down, and a great divine power that is old but still standing tenaciously in the world emanates. It's just that this divine power seems to lack a soul, it seems to be vast and incomparable, but in fact, it retreats when it is touched, and the entire stone wall seems to be able to penetrate and disintegrate with just one finger. On the other side is the blood-red plain where the border is invisible, and hundreds of millions of broken swords on the plain cross each other and insert themselves into the blood-red soil. Immediately after that, a huge stone tower with a pitch-black body rising from the ground to the sky reached into the sky. Take a closer look, this tower is divided into forty-six floors, each layer of ghostly light emerges, during which the ghosts howl, bursts of howling, countless ghosts show their teeth and claws, and some have even rushed to the range of several zhang outside the tower. The spell on the tower was broken, and the spiritual power was thin and crumbling.

Nangong Ming's brows furrowed and he looked to the last side. If it is said that the three sides stood on three sides before, then this last side seems to be suppressed by the three parties together. As far as Nangong Ming's eyes could see, his pupils contracted, and he gasped.

I saw that from the clouds in the sky, in the black and gray clouds, in the underground abyss, and in the blood-red soil, countless pitch-black chains gathered together, firmly binding a figure in the middle of the sky. This figure stands in the heavens and the earth, the clouds pass through the waist, the sun and the moon hold the palms, and the mouth can swallow the stars, enough to cover the sea. His face was a strange pitch black, sometimes round, sometimes square, sometimes pointed, sometimes ethereal, and he couldn't see half of his facial features. At this moment, he was imprisoned by the endless iron lock, although there was no spiritual power fluctuation around his body, just a physical body made Nangong Mingxuan feel a terrifying sense of oppression and crisis.

"There are such creatures in the world, who create miraculous things, but they regard the common people as dogs. If it weren't for being confined here, there would be no shortage of people, and I don't know how many wives and families would have been separated. ”