The sound of footsteps came faintly, as if death had descended, revealing a vast breath of death.

Dressed in tattered clothes, the staggering crying and laughing shadows came slowly, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The Heavenly Killing Machine gathered like a tide, this was a vast killing machine from a Nine Heavenly Powerhouse.

Xiao Jiange sat cross-legged, his white hair fluttering, quietly looking at the figure slowly coming in front of him, with surging anger in his eyes.

"Boom" Suddenly, Xiao Jiange's body was shocked, and a scene that made the two shadows of crying and laughing change color happened.

I saw that the aura on Xiao Jiange's body actually soared in an instant, and the real qi of the strands circled around the mink figure like a dragon, and it was mighty.

Contemplation Realm One Heavy Heaven, Two Heavy Heavens, Three Heavens, Four Heavens, Five Heavens, Six Heavens, Seven Heavens, Eight Heavens, Nine Heavens.

"Boom" There was a tremor, and suddenly the whole world trembled, and the waves under Wu Miao Peak suddenly surged, and the entire Wu Miao Peak also shook.

The weather of the sea of clouds in the sky changed greatly, a whirlpool slowly converged, and the whole weather suddenly became a sense of wind and rain.

The saint was angry, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

The two figures of crying and laughing were stunned at this moment, their bodies trembled slightly, and their faces were shocked with fear.

Xiao Jiange had already slowly gotten up, his mink velvet moved slightly, his white hair fluttered, his eyes were sharp, and there was a majestic killing intent.

A terrifying aura emanated from its body, crushing it like an aura.

The crying and laughing shadows were out of breath.

Holy Realm!

Xiao Jiange has completely inherited the saint luck of the martial idiot!

One step into the sainthood, cultivation to the pinnacle.

The pupils of the crying and laughing shadows couldn't help shrinking at this moment, and the whole person's body couldn't help but stiffen under this vast holy might.

"You, you have completely inherited the luck!" Crying and laughing Shuangying said in disbelief, and the intention of retreating was already sprouting in his heart.

Xiao Jiange looked coldly at the black-clothed figure in front of him, and stepped out, the majestic qi machine covered out like a wave, and the terrifying aura locked the double shadow of crying and laughing.

Crying and laughing, Shuangying suddenly felt the pressure on his body suddenly rise, and if he was covered by Wuyue, his eyes couldn't help but stare at the moment.

"Come!" Xiao Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly, he stretched out his hand and drank softly, the words fell, and the heavens and the earth trembled, as follows, pardon!

"Hiss!" A sword roared and roared to the heavens and the earth, only to see that the merry sword that was inserted into the ground suddenly broke through the ground as if it was being pulled and turned into a streamer of light, and suddenly flew into Xiao Jian's singer.

Seeing such a scene, the pupils of the crying and laughing double shadow couldn't help shrinking, and their hearts were shocked, and they didn't hesitate to get lucky, and fled in an instant, their figures shattered into the void, and fled frantically outside Wu Miao Peak.

Under the shroud of death, the black figure was desperate, without the slightest strong demeanor, like a lost dog, fleeing into the distance.

Faced with the escape of the crying and laughing shadows, Xiao Jiange was unmoved, and let the crying and laughing shadows escape.

The wind and snow were swaying, Xiao Jiange's mink velvet moved slightly, the merry sword in his hand was cold, Xiao Jiange's eyes were in a trance, and the "senior" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but murmur softly when he looked at the clear sword body.

In Xiao Jiange's heart, Liu Tianfeng is a respectable senior, not only because he saved his life in the secret realm of the pregnant soul back then, but also because he is willing to sacrifice his life for the righteous path and sacrifice a hundred years of cultivation for the righteous path to suppress the saint's luck for a hundred years, but also because of his determination to hand over a sword to protect the Dharma for himself when he is dying.

"Senior, aren't you really looking forward to seeing the martial idiot reappear?" Xiao Jiange muttered softly, his voice ethereal like flying snow fluttering in the sky.

"Since this is the case, I will let you, senior, take a good look at the demeanor of the former martial idiot!" Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, and the temperament around him suddenly changed, and suddenly the weather in the sky changed greatly, and there was a sudden trend of wind, thunder and lightning.

"Now I will sacrifice the devil to the heavens. Xiao Jiange stood tall with his sword, looking at the gradually disappearing figure and said coldly, the mighty saint swept out like a tide.

"Congratulations to the seniors on the road!"

A voice fell, and suddenly above the nine heavens, the sea of clouds waves, in the chaos, suddenly opened a line, a vast sword light bloomed from the clouds like dawn, and a sword qi like a frightening leap instantly crossed the heavens and the earth.

"Not good!" The eyes of the crying and laughing shadows who were fleeing showed a look of horror, and they only felt that they were trapped in this world like a caged bird, and they couldn't escape, and the sword qi behind them like a thin line of heaven and earth broke through the air, bringing a breath of death, which made people despair.

"Above the vast heaven and earth, under this sword, you, there is nowhere to hide!"

A voice suddenly exploded and resounded in the minds of the crying and laughing shadows, making his face change greatly.

As the words fell, the terrifying sword light followed.

Xiao Jiange stood quietly on the top of Wumiao Peak, looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

I saw that in the distant sea of clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, shining on the vast earth, and a broken smiling mask slowly fell from the air, like catkins in the wind, flying snow all over the sky, I don't know where it fell, and no one would know that the fall of a peerless master was so silent.

The weather of heaven and earth on Wu Miao Peak has changed greatly, and it is naturally perceived by people with hearts.

"Ha, it's time for the Demon Cult. Mu Qingyi completely relaxed at this point, his eyes showed a sense of relief, and he looked affectionately in the direction of the Miaoyin Valley.

Liu Yanran, this century-old positive and demonic situation should also come to an end.

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After half a month, Xiao Jiange cultivated for consolidation and went out of the mountain from Wu Miao Peak, so far there is a tomb on Wu Miao Peak, the tomb of Liu Tianfeng.

At the same time as he first came out of the mountain, Xiao Jiange learned about the changes that had occurred when he forged the divine sword.

The entrance of the hall of the martial arts league

A cold, silver-white robed figure lay quietly in the black coffin, and that person was the already dead Chen Wufeng, whose body was wrapped in a thousand years of ice.

Xiao Jiange looked at everything in front of him in a daze, looking at the familiar figure, his eyes were filled with disbelief. Goshoya

"Why?" Xiao Jiange trembled and reached out to caress the coffin.

He felt bitter in his heart, he didn't understand, he didn't understand why this was happening? Like a big dream, he went to Wu Miaofeng and came back to learn the news that Zhu Wen had betrayed his true identity, not only betraying but also killing his respected predecessor with his own hands.

"Sword Song" Murong Xue couldn't bear to look at Xiao Jiange.

"What about Nangong singing and dancing?" Xiao Jiange came back to his senses and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"When I returned to Dongsai, I saw that my biological father and my beloved were both demon demon leaders, and I was sad and returned to Dongsai in despair. Mu Qingyi said.

"Now, what should I do?" Xiao Jiange asked as he looked at Mu Qingyi.

"It's time to end everything, tomorrow the sect master will lead the righteous path masters to attack the Demon Sect. Mu Qingyi said with a smile.

"What about me?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but ask.

"I hope you will come with the Excalibur before the Sect Master is defeated. Mu Qingyi said indifferently, looking unmoved.

Xiao Jiange was shocked, now he already knew the meaning of Mu Qingyi's words.

What Mu Qingyi meant was that he wanted the sect master to consume the Demon Sect leader first, to pave the way for his own battle, and even let himself settle a grudge with Zhu Wende.

Xiao Jiange's eyes were stunned, wearing mink wool, looking up at the sky, the wind and snow were vast, and his white hair was fluttering.

Xiao Jiange looked at the wind and snow alone, and couldn't help but think of the first time he met Zhu Wen on the Broken River Pavilion in the past, and remembered Zhu Wen's sentence that he finally waited for you.

remembered the scene of the two of them swimming in the river pavilion in the same boat.

"The mountains are high and the water is far away, and the green mountains and rivers are green and the birds are singing. ”

"The duckweed swaying in the sky is a companion, and the sword is sinking in the water. ”

The sword and sword in the Broken River Pavilion were chanted in the same boat, and a layer of sadness spread in Xiao Jiange's eyes.

"Ha, that's right, Brother Xiao, let's go together, how about breaking into the Central Plains, I have been in the Central Plains for a while, and I know a lot about some places, and we will go together in the Central Plains to practice."

"Even if you guard against me now, it doesn't hurt you"

"I believe that sooner or later, I will be able to impress you and gain your trust. ”

"Yes, but I want to know where you came from. ”

"Is there any?"

"Have you heard of the Demon Sect? It is the Demon Sect that washed the Central Plains in blood a hundred years ago. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, my background is great, I'm the boss of the Demon Sect. ”

Xiao Jiange closed his eyes in pain, and the hands behind his negative hands couldn't help but clench slightly.

Unexpectedly, even Zhu Wen was calculating himself from beginning to end.

A picture slowly appeared in Xiao Jiange's mind, which was a picture of four people walking together on the Canglan River.

"When I broke your guqin with a sword, I felt very guilty, and we have never seen you move for other guqins along the way, and that guqin must have extraordinary significance to you. ”

"It's all in the past. ”

"In the past, the stormy river is now the Canglan River, when I destroyed your guqin, if I can get my hands on it now, I can only get it now, if you don't dislike it, accept it. ”

"Since you gave me a white jade qin, then I will give you Zijin Xiao. ”

"With a half-step magic weapon for a magic weapon, you will lose money in this transaction. ”

"It doesn't matter, what I like is the meaning of it. ”

"Affection"

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Jiange's heart suddenly ached, and he couldn't help but clench the purple gold Xiao he was wearing on his waist at the moment, recalling that since the birth and death of himself and others in Phantom Spirit Mountain, Xiao Jiange's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and he slowly exhaled a breath, his eyes became firm, and a trace of fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

On this day, a war sticker alarmed the entire Central Plains.

Xiao Jiange made an appointment to fight Xuan Mowu, and he was in that broken intestine cliff.

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"The Crying and Laughing Twin Shadows have been gone for so long without the slightest feedback, huh? Could it be that something has happened?" In the secret room, the candle flame flickered, and Liu Yanran pondered.

There was a faint feeling of bad premonition in my heart.

"Military advisor" A figure slowly spoke, wanting to speak again.

"Go, you have the sword with you, and there are few people who can keep you on the right path now. Liu Yanran knew what Xuan Mowu meant.

Liu Yanran was not worried about Xiao Jiange's appointment to fight.

How much impact can a wasted person who has lost his cultivation have on the young master.

"Understood" Xuan Mowu said loudly, and his figure slowly dissipated.

"The sect master's injuries have recovered, and the sword sect master is afraid that he will also be out of the customs. Liu Yanran pinched her fingers and calculated that since she came into contact with the Divine Sword, she knew that the Divine Sword's luck had been ingested by the righteous path, so it seemed that Mu Qingyi wanted to let Mei Shaoyun step into the Holy Realm in order to fight the sect leader.

"The final battle of the righteous demons is finally coming. Liu Yanran couldn't help laughing.

It's time for the curtain to end.