He Qing's voice was instantly drowned in a harsh sound that could tear the eardrums, and it came earlier than the harsh sound. A faint blue light had penetrated the core layer of the golden flame.

Luo Qing saw that Ming Jinchao made a retrospective action, and then everything was fixed here!

Silence – in fact, no other sounds can be heard in the ears. People only saw that under the faint blue light, the long arm of the vajra snapped in an instant, and then the skull cracked. The huge and incomparable golden body was slanted apart on both sides, and tiny cracks that caused the scalp to tingle spread in all directions from the scars cut diagonally.

The sound of the crash, wrapped in a series of subtle sonic booms, rumbled. But under the overwhelming screams, only a little "spray" appeared, and there was no trace.

People watched with wide eyes and mouths wide as they watched the collapse of the mighty Ming Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty. As for the faint blue light that caused all this, after splitting the golden body, the halo seemed to expand outward, and the momentum continued to decline, drastically dropping!

The screams that shook the brain suddenly changed. It twisted like a tightrope into a sharp sound, and suddenly turned into a noisy rumble. The faint blue light is no longer the original appearance of a small star and a wisp of Li Mang, but is rapidly expanding. In an instant, it rose to the thickness of a bucket. The length of the bucket soared to dozens of feet. With a roar of mania and confusion, it fell heavily to the ground.

Before Luo Qing could see the result, a powerful force pulled him to the side. This is the true volatilization of the firm and gentle stone stem. The female show didn't have any reminders. A firm and moderate attitude makes profits dull. Dozens of people in the sword circle suddenly moved sideways.

It is the real strength of Shi Gan, and it is impossible to drag dozens of people to move quickly, but the few brothers of the sword circle, Dan, are not stupid, the power of lateral movement, they will react, their strength, dragging those injured hands, desperate to jump this way.

At this moment, it is the time when the faint blue light falls to the ground. For a moment, the color was completely gone, as if it had shattered to the ground. But the next moment, a faint blue light and smoke rose like smoke, instantly forming a line on the ground.

The earth is cracked!

The bottomless crack looks like it is sinking, but in fact the general direction is still a straight line. Dazzling blue light erupted from the cracks, brushing the back of the turquoise stone and lifting it up behind it, scattering a floating blue mist more than ten feet above the ground. It looks like a waterfall flowing backwards in the water. It was torn into a "wow" sound, stretching for an unknown distance.

Songshi spat out a mouthful of blood, but then forgot about his injuries, and the others had already turned their heads, just watching this huge crack graze against the southwest corner of the cliff city, tearing open the city walls, and running frantically for dozens of miles, like tofu, cutting a hill outside the city in half from the center, and then extending to an inaccessible distance.

Due to the difficulties of the monk Isin, the cliff city has just been hit by a major earthquake and has suffered heavy casualties. At this time, the earth's crust is active. After this terrible blow, the entire mountain range on which the city depended trembled, which made one wonder if it had caused irreversible damage to the mountain structure.

"What a surprise!"

Gan Shizhen's face turned pale, and she was really surprised: "Aunt Qing even traveled thousands of miles to attract the Sword of Torture. It's well controlled and the angles are wide, otherwise ......"

Otherwise, she didn't say. However, seeing huge cracks stretching for tens of miles, bottomless under foot – this is just the result of "proper control." On the contrary, a person will lose the courage to imagine as long as it flashes by.

"Xingtian Sword, is this a multiplier?" Luo Qing asked.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew it was wrong. Shi Gan really turned his head and stared at him with wide eyes. After a while, he felt a little rude. He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "After all, you are a disciple of Shizong. You are one of the magic weapons of this true sect. You must be well aware. ”

Zhenzong... Magic weapon.

Of course, Luo Qing knew that the so-called magic weapon was the highest achievement of refining art in the field of practice. Any one of them has the immense magic power to move mountains and seas. It is the most basic and even more powerful than the multiplier on the 108th floor. Legend has it that the magic weapons used to sacrifice and refine the retainers have the opportunity to be upgraded to magic weapons, but that is just a legend. A magic weapon is ten magic weapons, which are used to sacrifice and refine the sect ministers. No one can change it. This is truly priceless! Only the best in the world have the ability and qualifications.

As for adding the word "True Sect" before the magic weapon, you can imagine its level and power.

However, what does "all the time" mean?

"It is said that the Sword of Punishment of the Dust Clan is not a magic weapon to carry with you, but is enshrined in the ancestral hall of the clan chief. Monks with authority in the tribe can call from afar when they want to use them. They can travel thousands of miles, take a few rates, cut off the enemy and return ......"

Speaking of this, Shi Gan could only shake his head: "I don't know more details. You can ask your aunt and she should answer you. ”

Luo Qing smiled, not knowing what expression to use. He could also use his big eyes to see the outline of He Qing in the sky, but from this point of view, he always felt that this woman was condescending to the bloody scene in the mountain city, and her reaction was too calm.

This is ridiculous!

I vaguely heard Gan Shizhen say such a sentence, and she could win such an evaluation from a delicate female cultivator, and He Qing's meaning could be imagined. Luo Qing couldn't help but think: "If I had taken out this torture sword earlier......"

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When Luo Qing's thoughts were flying, there was also a conversation in the sky.

"Rumor has it that under the Heavenly Sword and the law, everything was reduced to ashes. Now I understand that it really was worth it. Blood Monk Turing, definitely now!"

"I was flattered. ”

He Qing replied lightly, her face was very pale. Although she was the only monk in the tribe who had the right to summon the Heavenly Sword, she was still unwilling to manipulate the Heavenly Sword now. She only adjusted the angle slightly, draining almost all of her body's strength. But this did not affect her usual tolerance, but she moved her gaze to the silver mist in the distance, and her expression remained calm.

In mid-air, the shadows of the two celestial bodies that appeared at the same time on the Xuan Yin had completely disappeared. Only the bright blue clouds of silver, gray, and mist still hung in the air, and then the fog was parted, revealing the figure inside. He Qing's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he carefully inspected the person. He couldn't help but praise: "If all the fetuses are stripped away and the yang energy is revealed, this is the true face of Master Ming." Go back in time and that's it... Congratulations to Master Ming for obtaining the body of the gods. I don't think it's far from Magic Day. ”

"Only a quarter of an hour. Looking up at the sky, Bright Blue replied with a smile.

At this time, Lan Lan is no longer what she used to be, and she is even much younger than a few months ago, and the long-lost youth has power, circulating in her body, enough to make anyone who is familiar with her stunned. However, the two men in the sky are not laymen who have been kept in the dark. Similar topics are easy to discuss.

The bright blue eyes swept over the messy mountain city and turned to the place where the Ming Dynasty Jin Kingdom collapsed. He whispered, "Blood Monk means always like this. Unfortunately, if the Heavenly Sword had been ...... earlier"

She was very sympathetic, but He Qing's reaction was rather cold: "If not, how do you know that the mage will intervene?"

Minglan replied that it was still normal: "A city of believers has already been killed and injured by 30%. If we don't, ten years of missionary work will be destroyed. What will I be like to ascend to the sky of fantasy? Everything else is just a secondary issue. ”

He Qing was silent. The dialogue between these two is actually quite exquisite.

In fact, she has always been rooted in the cliff city of the Xuanyin Sect. She's standing guard. Even if all of Monk Yixin's evidence was conclusive, she would not be able to dispel her suspicions about the Xuanyin Sect. Not to mention the question of the real need for the Sword of Torture, her cold-blooded response just now actually said: I am holding the Sword of Torture, but I am looking at your attitude and the attitude of the Xuanyin Sect!

On the other hand, Minglan used the reason of "educating the masses first" to express her heart. It's also an excuse for not leaving the House of Dust at all. Of course, this is the most important act before she helps. All the reasons are based on this.

Speaking of this, He Qing didn't say much. With a great deal of power rising above the dust, Rocha's calculations are unlikely to be tested once or twice, and even if they are tested for their bad ideas, in a short time it should be put on hold to find a compromise for both sides. At the end of the day, these two gates are hundreds of millions of miles apart, and there is no "life-and-death" conflict at all in them – at least not yet!

In any case, this is the end.

The cloud of fire cracked, and golden light flowed out. The king of the Ming Dynasty, Jin Shencheng, seems to have been enraged by this technique. His angry face became even more hideous. He spread his two long arms, one holding the vajra and the other the wheel. The long arm swings in the air. The golden body was already burned by the flames, and black snakes flew around the body, flames and rain sprinkled over a ten-mile radius.

"Be careful!"

Gan Shizhen warned loudly that everyone should retreat quickly and never let the fire rain touch him. But before she did, the clouds cracked high in the sky, and a cloud of silver-gray light fell, what looked like a bright blue mist of light outside the body, but it was much larger. It seemed to be homogeneous phase absorption, and the bright blue mist suddenly turned into a long rainbow, and the light that shone directly into the later one suddenly melted into it.

At this moment, a bell sounded in the void, leisurely and beautiful, the sound waves were everywhere, just hanging down more than a dozen star lines, and the light became more and more crystalline.

Silver and gray light spread out on the wings like a fluttering crane cloak.