There is one question that is worth pondering deeply.

Who is Ning Yi? Can make the sword cultivators of the Great Wall in the north, many holy mountains, academies, and the four realms of the Great Sui pour out...... Why, why?

And yes, is it worth it?

The answer to this question is also very simple, as everyone knows.

Ning Yi has many identities, the most well-known is the little uncle of Shushan after Xu Zang.

In fact, his life trajectory is like a bottom-up parabola, from Xiling to being lonely and miserable, to becoming famous, Ning Yi was not recognized from the beginning, and those geniuses in Tiandu naturally would not admit that a peer who was born out of thin air was better than himself.

This parabola is constantly rising.

Ning Yi was slowly recognized.

Hongfu Street, Xiaoyu Lane, Qingshan Mansion, Jiuling Yuansheng Forbidden Area Red Mountain.

Da Sui is accustomed to this young name, he has many enemies and many friends, and how to judge how deep the memory a person leaves for the world...... The best thing to do is to die.

When you start dying, the whole world misses you.

It's like Xu Zang.

On the day that Xu Zang's death was announced, all the holy mountains of the Great Sui and all the big forces went to Shushan to mourn.

Grievances are put aside and turned into smoke.

After Ning Yi's death, the truth of everything was blocked by the prince in the Tiandu Taiqing Pavilion and waited for time to become dusty, so no one knew what happened to the Tiandu coup...... But there is no doubt that Uncle Shushan became a victim of this coup.

At that time, everyone suddenly realized that "Ning Yi" was also a quite amazing person.

He left many marks on the world.

When Ning Yi followed Xu Zang's ass to learn swordsmanship, he learned a simple truth, as long as you walk hard in this world, then no matter what, there will be something left.

So he went as hard as he could.

It is true that a lot of ...... have been left behind Before the coup d'état in Tiandu, some people had already said that Ning Yi would be the most amazing sword cultivator after Xu Zang, and that Ning Yi would become the same Great Sui pride as Cao Yeluo Changsheng, how would Ning Yi be, but after that storm, all the praises dissipated, and the dead Yuan Zhi was empty, and what was left was scattered and left behind some ghost cultivators in the eastern realm.

"Uncle Shushan, he has been a short-lived ghost for generations. ”

The flame burns, extinguishes.

But the embers were left behind.

Dead ashes can be rekindled.

The last little uncle of Shushan...... Xu Zang, has proven this.

All are hungry for "miracles".

At this time, Ning Yi is no longer Ning Yi, an ordinary or great, mediocre or genius person.

In the years that passed, he gradually became a spiritual symbol.

Ethereal, yet real.

Maybe Xu Zang passed on his influence...... Maybe what he did in Tiandu in a short period of time began to ferment, and the voices of the academy and the Taoist sect continued to spread, or perhaps, he himself was a person worth remembering.

For various reasons, this scene has been created.

Now the iron cavalry of the Northern General's Mansion and the sword cultivators of many holy mountains have to do more than just take him home.

It's a testimony.

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......

"There were a lot of people coming. ”

The Purple Phoenix Demon Saint looked at the dome, and the mighty flying sword was overwhelming.

She said this calmly, and then said regretfully: "But no matter how many people there are, they all have to die." ”

It's been a long time since such a war has erupted in the Gray Lands...... In the past, the friction was the collision between the iron cavalry of the General's Mansion and the demon cultivation of Fengming Mountain, before Fengming Mountain was broken, it was all a small fight, although the gray land realm was lively, but it never "collapsed", the wrestling between the demon clan and the Great Sui, no matter how hard it was, would not shake the balance between the two.

The Great Wall that lurks in the north of the human race, like a giant beast that sleeps forever, will never usher in that day as long as the city gate is not opened.

Real war.

The Eastern Demon Domain of the Demon Clan, the two major forces of the Dragon Emperor Palace, share the bull's ear.

After the breakdown of Fengming Mountain, both sides agreed and chose to remain silent, for a very simple reason...... The big figures of the Dragon Emperor Hall and the Eastern Demon Domain, after the deduction, ordered the release of the Shen Yuanjun Iron Horse.

As long as the chisel does not break the ash boundary...... When you return home, it's time to break out.

The deeper this iron rider goes, the more difficult it is to return.

The Dragon Emperor Palace, the East Demon Domain, has long had a backhand.

Give somebody a dose of his own medicine.

This is the time to wait.

"Not necessarily. ”

Jiuquanzi looked at the back of the female demon saint, the small Yan Mountain realm that was as vague as a landscape painting, and he said lightly: "In this war, the Dragon Emperor Palace, the Dapeng Bird, plus the Badu City, are willing to dispatch a few demon saints......"

Zihuang frowned.

Jiuquanzi pressed the hat with one hand, and Mu Ran said: "I'm a big Sui, and there will be no one less." ”

You want to eat the meat in one bite, but you also have to weigh a thing or two...... Greed is not enough to swallow the elephant, and it is true that the Dragon Emperor Hall and the Eastern Demon Domain have buried their hands in advance, but can they have imagined that the Great Sui will press so many chips?

The voice fell.

In a radius of five miles, the earth and rocks collapsed, and a suspended area that exploded into the air, wrapping the four Nirvanas, at this moment, the Futu Demon Saint raised his palm, and the pagoda in the palm of his hand suddenly became larger, hanging for nine days, and the bottom of the tower was suppressed, and Jiuquanzi held down the side of the hat, rotated and threw it, and the pieces exploded, and the weather crashed on the pagoda.

Thunder and thunder.

Zihuang raised her hands and ten fingers, and the void flames exploded in front of her a few feet away, and there was a darkness in front of her eyes, and an ink knife had already stabbed in, destroying the withering and slashing the sea of fire, and flew alone.

Outside the flame barrier, a sharp knife tip was stabbed.

The two were at a stalemate.

Su Mu's black veil rolled all over her body, her veil was detached, revealing a fair cheek, she said calmly: "Ning Yi stepped into the gray world, all the way to the turmoil, logically speaking, it is nothing more than a junior fight, even if the demon monarch intercepts and kills, I can understand, but you are a demon saint, is it a little too bad to shoot at the fate star?"

Zihuang sneered, not caring at all.

She didn't care about the so-called fame at all.

"News about the Eastern Emperor...... You also spread it, right?" Su Musha pressed down with an ink knife, she suddenly smiled, looked at Zihuang's expression, and already knew the answer, "You little phoenix, your blood relatives died under Pei Min's sword back then, so you want the general's mansion to pay for the blood debt?"

At the mention of the old things, Zihuang's expression suddenly became hideous, she no longer imprisoned her demon phoenix blood, her robe rolled, and the cuffs rolled out of majestic flames, wrapping the two of them, and a fierce phoenix roar sounded.

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"Boom".

The tumbling, majestic sword qi exploded in the sky above the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm, and a ray of sword light seemed to pierce the barrier of the entire sword realm, this touch of divinity, the thunder light, could not roll, and the wind was howling.

Smash the sword!

Ning Yi himself didn't expect that this smashing sword could cause such a vigorous movement.

It's like ...... The rules of the entire Xiaoyan Mountain Realm have recognized his sword.

Wisps of sword qi converged from the dome.

This is Pei Min's will to stay.

In the majestic thunder light, the ethereal sword qi flew by, roaring and rushing, turning into crackling thunder light, which was passed on and superimposed on the smashing sword.

And the one who endured this mad violence was the Red Demon Monarch.

The miserable, angry Suzaku roared and spread out in the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm.

The face of the Red Demon Monarch became hideous, his facial features were distorted, his smooth skin gave birth to vermilion feathers, his robe was torn, blood was flying, and at the same time, a pair of huge wings were deployed, the small hole in the center of his eyebrows suddenly cracked, and a series of treasures fell within reach, and he threw them with both hands.

Ancient bells, big dings, flying swords, long knives.

It was like a stone grain rushing towards the falling wave, shattered one by one under Ning Yi's smashing sword.

How is this possible?

Is this a fate?!

The Red Demon Monarch roared wildly and raised his hands, the majestic demon power of the Demon Monarch Realm, as well as the entire Red Flame Avenue Dao Realm, resisted and came up, and his last hole card, the "Demon Bead" that was close to perfection, condensed under the convergence of countless flames, and smashed against the sword qi.

His eyes were a little dazed.

The demon bead of the demon monarch realm hit the sword qi, he seemed to see a simple and elegant middle-aged man in a red shirt, his clothes flew in the sword tide, his face was soft but his eyes were solemn, he slowly raised a finger and pressed it on this demon bead, and the fingertips fell in an instant, and the originally immaculate demon bead "clicked" and cracked a broken pattern.

The shrill hoarse voice of the Red Demon Monarch exploded from his throat.

Pei ...... Pei Min?!"

Is it an illusion? or is it real?

He had no time to distinguish, this Heavenly Sword Qi was as famous as Thunder Light, in his opinion, this Xiaoyan Mountain Realm, where is a place of creation, it is clearly an eighteen-layer purgatory!

"Futu misunderstands me!" "Chiwu Demon Monarch roared wildly in his heart, and the moment his demon bead was broken, the golden light in his eyebrows began to surge.

The power of Nirvana Feather suddenly urged.

Where did he still have the idea of fighting again.

The sky is full of sword qi prohibitions, here is the big killing array left by Pei Min, the Futu Demon Saint said that it only works for Nirvana, but the illusion just now is obviously that the "Xiaoyan Mountain Realm" has a killing intention against himself!

Run!

Gotta run!

The demon bead hung in the air, against the sea of swords in the sky, the Red Demon Monarch closed his eyes, he heard the sound of cracking in his body, at this time, he would rather give up this demon bead than stay long...... As long as Nirvana Ling Yu is there, he can escape a wisp of soul.

Ning Yi, who handed out the sword, looked a little confused.

He sensed the power that had been blessed in the dark.

Familiar and warm.

And compared to him, I feel more warm...... It is Pei Yatou who is sitting on the hill at the moment.

Flick your hair lightly.

The sword aura is like a spring breeze.

Pei Lingsu slowly opened her eyes, she looked at the dome in a daze, and looked around.

She searched for a long time, but could not find the specific source of the call...... But now, she's found it.

It's not a certain hill, a waterfall, not a place in the Xiaoyan Mountain Boundary.

It's every place in the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm.

What his father left to him was a whole "Xiaoyan Mountain Realm".

It is a complete realm and a complete small world that has inhabited Pei Min's sword collection for a long time.

World of Swords.