Rumble!

A loud thunderous bang rang out from above.

Like the anger of Thor, people's hearts can't help but tremble with fear.

On the twelfth floor of the White Cloud Tower, Ding Mian held the thunder in his hands, his clothes swayed, and his face was without sorrow or joy, like an ancient god, descending to the world!

"This ...... This is? ”

The old sword fairy's face changed drastically, and his pair of cloudy and white pupils were full of horror, and his tall body trembled even more.

It's not just him.

When this thunder fell, the entire Baiyun Pagoda and the entire Yin and Yang Realm felt this mighty divine light!

At this moment, all the monks were looking at a certain place in unison.

In his expression, he was full of worship of the gods.

What is a person who stands above the way of heaven who is not a god?

Ding Mian took a step forward.

The blind old way took a step back.

Ding Mian took two steps forward.

The blind old way takes two steps back.

At this time, the momentum of his sword immortal was gone, and only the awe of the unknown and the Great Dao remained.

And the avenue is in Ding Mian's hands.

Rumble!

Another loud bang.

The thunder light in Ding Mian's hand was thrown violently!

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, sharp lightning extended out of his hand, winding nine times in the air like a snake, and slamming into the void.

In an instant, the entire Baiyun Pagoda was staggered with lightning and light, and the thunder exploded, filling the hall with daylight!

Brick by brick on the twelfth floor, constantly crumbling and falling......

And the sword intent in front of the Blind Daoist almost had almost no power to resist, like snow under the scorching sun, disappearing and invisible in an instant.

After all, it is a pseudo-Heavenly Dao realm, as the existence closest to the Heavenly Dao realm in the Yin and Yang Realm, the blind Daoist does not intend to sit back and wait for death.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he directly sacrificed his natal sword—a fairy sword revealing purple light!

With the fairy sword in hand, the sword immortal demeanor of the blind Taoist seems to be back.

His body was in the air, his white robe was constantly fluttering, and his cultivation had broken through to the extreme!

Brush ——!!!

The sword came crashing in, full of wild breath!

The blind Taoist "stared" at the blade of the sword in his hand, his eyes as if there was a flame burning, and as if there was ice condensing!

Finally, he stabbed out......

The fallen leaves flying all over the sky suddenly all dispersed, and what was originally moving, suddenly all of them were still, absolutely still.

Except for this constantly vibrating sword and the rolling thunder, there is no other life in heaven and earth......

Tear pull –

The sound of rolling thunder swept out like an invisible wave, and the windows, tables, chairs, tea sets, and walls of the entire attic were all shattered on the spot.

The twelfth floor seems to be a typhoon passing through and is raging in a mess.

The dust falls.

A figure stood in place, the purple fairy sword in his hand had long been eclipsed.

It's just that he still maintains the posture of the sword.

And the old sword immortal, who was high up and had insight into the world, looked embarrassed at this time.

His hair was messy, his face was burnt black, his body smelled of burning, and his clothes were torn into pieces, like a madman from a mental hospital.

The fairy wind dao bone no longer exists.

"Can you still play a sword?"

The talisman in Ding Mian's hand had burned out, and the rampant smile in the outer heavens had finally disappeared.

But, he still has punches.

The blind Taoist didn't speak, narrowed his pale pupils, and "looked" at Ding Mian.

He seemed to want to see through him at this time.

Why could a mere mortal without a spiritual vein cause such a great creation of heaven and earth?

Why is it that his sword intent comparable to the Heavenly Dao can't shatter his Dao heart?

Is it faith?

Is it the girl on the thirteenth floor?

Blind Taoists don't know the answer.

Dante Mian gave the answer: "Because I have a few good friends." ”

Blind Daoran was stunned at first, and then relieved.

Then there was a wry smile.

Friend?

He has lived in the Yin and Yang Realm for nearly a thousand years, and naturally understands that the so-called friends and companions are mostly just icing on the cake.

Sending charcoal in the snow, there may be in the human world, but there are few in the yin and yang world.

After all, at your critical juncture, it's not bad if you don't fall into the ground.

As for the dignified Heavenly Dao Realm immortals, would they make friends with an ordinary man? That's even more nonsense.

But now, reality has given the blind Taoist a merciless slap in the face.

The things he thought were impossible, all appeared.

Not to mention the one in the sky who used rune paper as a medium and borrowed the power of Ding Mian's thunder and lightning, it was already a big surprise to say that Ding Mian could break from the first floor to the twelfth floor alone.

Perhaps, from the moment he could come to the twelfth floor, he had already lost.

"You won ......"

The Blind Daoist let out a long sigh.

There is no unwillingness, only the loss of uncontrollable world.

Tian Qi's heavenly thunder not only shattered his sword qi, but also shattered his self-confidence.

Who said that Sword Immortal is the most merry? The most free-flowing?

When it came to really saying the words "I lost" and "you won", it became extremely difficult for both Lu Feng and blind Taoists.

"Chen Yao is on the thirteenth floor?" Ding Mian breathed a long sigh of relief, but there was no trace of joy on his face.

The Blind Daoist smiled bitterly: "The Prison Immortal Array has been launched for almost a day, and Chen Yao has already entered the formation long before you came, unless you ......"

"I don't believe it!"

Ding Mian yelled, turned around and ran towards the thirteenth floor.

* Egg pain

The thirteenth floor, at this time, has become a world of light.

The entire attic is shrouded in brilliance and bizarreness.

As soon as Ding Mian rushed in, in the blink of an eye, he inexplicably turned back and returned to the same place.

He did not believe in evil and plunged into it again.

But soon, he was back where he was.

"How so? How so? ”

Ding Mian lost his mind and muttered to himself.

The blind Taoist behind him walked slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's useless, once she steps into the Prison Immortal Great Array, unless she breaks through the Nine Realms and forcibly breaks the formation, Zou En will not be able to get out in this life." ”

Ding Mian turned his head and looked at the blind Taoist with resentment.

Lao Dao smiled bitterly: "If you have hatred in your heart, kill me." ”

Ding Mian clenched his fists.

Honestly, he really wanted to punch the old man.

But he knew that even if he did this, Chen Yao would not be able to come back.

Simply, he aimed this punch at the Prisoner Immortal Array and blasted it away!

Rumble!

A strong fist wind gushes out!

However, it was just a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no trace......

"Useless ......," the blind Taoist shook his head.

"Shut up!" Ding Mian shouted angrily, "Lao Tzu didn't believe it, he worked hard to get to the thirteenth floor, but was stopped by a great array of prisoners!" ”

He rushed into the middle of the formation again.

After a few moments, it was back to where it was......

So, Ding Mian began to keep coming in, going out, going out, coming in......

And the blind old way, as well as the tower keepers under the White Cloud Tower, have come to the thirteenth floor.

They silently watched Ding Mian doing useless work, but no one came to dissuade him.

Just because, persuasion is useless, but only to increase sadness.

It was a tragedy that was doomed from the start.

Whether Ding Mian is alive or dead, whether he was knocked down from the Baiyun Tower, or all the way through the twelfth floor.

The result seems to be doomed......

*

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The blind Taoist is gone.

The wandering horse is gone.

The man with the two knives is gone.

The girl in black is gone.

One by one, they are all gone......

Only Ding Mian took the trouble to foolishly shuttle back and forth from the Great Immortal Array.

Maybe I'm tired, tired, and disheartened......

Ding Mian finally stopped, his knees weakened, and he knelt on the ground.

Sweat, tears, dripping down his cheeks......

He had never been so sad.

He felt as if all hope was gone.

"Chen Yao, where are you, Chen Yao? Chen yao!!! ”

Ding Mian choked up, his fist, and pounded the ground weakly.

A beautiful shadow is slowly coming.

Ponytail, slender figure, beautiful face.

"Fool, are you looking for me?"

Ding Mian raised his head suddenly.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

"You...... Are you Chen Yao? ”

"Are you really Chen Yao?"

"Isn't this my dream?"

Ding Mian seemed to be stupid, and looked at the face that was close at hand.

The girl rolled her eyes: "What do you say?" ”

Ding Mian stood up, rushed over and hugged the girl tightly in his arms.

I hugged it so tightly that I couldn't wait to rub it into my body......

Even though he could feel the fragrance and softness of the girl, he still felt like he was dreaming......

The girl blushed and tried to break free, but finally gave up, and also stretched out two hands and gently twisted the boy's clothes.

"You think it's a dream?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ding Mian's tears flowed out, but there was a smirk on his face, just like when a boy met a girl for the first time in Shishui Town, an impulsive but natural emotion.

"Fool."

The girl also burst into tears.

She wiped Ding Mian's cheek with her hand and said, "Is it worth it to do this for me?" ”

"Value." Ding Mian nodded vigorously.

Chen Yao stopped talking, just hugged Ding Mian.

In the corridor on the thirteenth floor of the White Cloud Tower, the two hugged each other quietly.

The world seems to come alive at this moment......

*

In the corridor on the twelfth floor, an old man and a young man stood aside, the old one with black lines on his face, and the younger one with a hippie smile.

"Youma, you tell me honestly, did you secretly do something in the formation? Otherwise, why would the aura of the Immortal Prison Array suddenly disappear!? The blind Taoist asked angrily, and his eyes opened in anger.

You Ma deliberately pretended to be stupid: "Ah, senior brother, what are you talking about?" I don't understand! The aura of the Prison Immortal Array disappeared, it should be that the heavens were moved by their love, right? ”

"Fuck you!"

The contemporary tower master of the Dao Bone Immortal Wind scolded a dirty word very ungracefully, and directly pulled out the natal immortal sword.

You Ma didn't say a word, turned around and fled.

"Stinky boy!"

The blind Taoist laughed and scolded, then glanced upstairs again, and muttered: "That's it, maybe this is the will of heaven......