Chapter 122: Seven Days

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The Qingfeng Sword in Qiaoqiao's hand couldn't hold on at all, and let out a helpless scream and then broke it directly. The light in Qiaoqiao's eyes also dispersed, and in her dantian, the Yuan Infant who had just been formed after the Thunder Tribulation was at the moment when she came into contact with the light of the immortal. Condensed into a golden sword light, piercing the light.

However, just as the white light came out, the Yuanying sword light directly collapsed and completely dissipated.

This white immortal stood up, and the earth took the initiative to lower three feet to welcome his arrival. He was covered in light so that there was no shadow in all directions, and he simply reached the realm of the same source of light.

He looked at Qiao Qiao on the ground, and a strange look appeared in his eyes at this time, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

In his eyes anyway. Qiao Qiao is already a dead corpse.

"Not long ago, there was a statue that existed, and I got great luck. It makes the luck of heaven and earth disordered. Even his will actually reached the Heavenly Court, smashing the South Heavenly Gate, leaking the breath of the Heavenly Realm, and leaking the passage of Heaven and Man. Fortunately, there were people who crossed the tribulation here today, making the Eye of Heavenly Punishment slightly connected with Heavenly Court. I can take advantage of the opportunity to go to the nether. ”

The immortal glanced at this realm, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "There has been such a big improvement in a short period of time, and the aura of the immortal realm is richer than that of a hundred years ago." It seems that the catastrophe is really close, and I need to quickly connect the two realms, otherwise it will be bad. ”

And at this moment, the pine tree on the ground seemed to have turned into a big hand, holding up Qiaoqiao's body. Immediately, a transparent soul was pulled out of her corpse, wrapped in needles.

This pine tree actually protected Qiaoqiao from disappearing her soul.

"What's the matter, being killed by this immortal, and still wanting to be reincarnated and reincarnated, the sword of killing!" When the immortal saw this scene, he was immediately annoyed and angry, but he didn't expect that he was just a mortal. He had to use two killing moves.

Suddenly, a magnificent sword light burst out from his hand, forming a shattered spatial crack channel in the space, directly cutting the space apart.

Silent!

"Zheng Zheng!"

But at this time, the sword tree underwent a huge change, forming a sword stream, which actually blocked this sword of killing. A detachment of power appeared on the ground, causing the entire valley to resonate with the sound of swords.

"Iron bones, the meaning of the sword. But it's ridiculous, who do you think you are, how can a mere thought resist me, the breath of a hundred and eight thousand swords, the sword of strangulation! The white-robed fairy sneered. Suddenly, his arms were stretched, and a sword wing appeared all over his body, and then the feathers on it trembled, and it turned directly into a strangulation sword, directly strangled to the entire valley.

The sword tree had Uncle Li's sword intent on it, but it was not Uncle Li after all, and after screaming a few times, it shattered with a click.

The soul of overseas Chinese is directly crushed. And after the sword tree screamed a few times, it protected Qiaoqiao's body, and then only half of the trunk remained.

The souls of overseas Chinese are scattered, and the sword tree is also lingering with the valley.

"The soul is completely gone, and it is useless to be killed by the immortals, even if it is time back, what do you need to do with your body. But for the sake of you resisting the two moves of this immortal, I'll leave you a whole corpse. The white-robed immortal sneered, since ancient times, all those killed by the immortals were divine punishments, and they were the punishments of the gods, unless they really controlled the long river of time and space, they could restore their lives.

Then he turned around and looked to the west. At this time, several rolling thunderclouds drifted from the west, and torrential rain poured along the way. There seemed to be several fighting figures in his eyes, and the place where the west met the sky was still flickering.

"Their fighting has spread here, and it looks like I should really pick up my pace." The white-robed immortal turned around and was about to open the gate of heaven, but at this time, he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

The torrential rain between heaven and earth stopped, all the dark clouds dispersed into the sky, and the sound of insects between heaven and earth ceased.

Time, space, light.

It was as if the whole world had stopped, as if the breath between the entire sky had stopped, and his body was already the body of a god, and there was no worry about heartbeat. But at this time, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, he couldn't breathe, his blood couldn't flow, and the cells in his body couldn't move.

His appearance just now caused the ground of Huashan to be lowered by three feet, but now he felt that the whole world had stopped turning.

"She is the little princess of Huashan, and I have watched her grow up by her side since she was a baby." At this time, a voice appeared behind the immortal, he couldn't say a word, and he trembled from the soul.

Cold sweat seeped from his body.

Later, she grew up slowly and became the pistachio of Huashan, and was truly passed on and loved by everyone. Whenever there is a conflict between a senior brother and a brother, he will go to her, and even make her mature early in the end. The voice continued, and there was no sorrow or joy in it, and it seemed to be extremely flat.

But the immortal's body trembled involuntarily, even if his hand was already on the gate of heaven, he still felt terrifying.

"Who is it?" He said with difficulty, but still didn't dare to look back.

"And the most important thing is that she is the last seed of the entire Huashan, and I no longer belong to the world. Only she is the soul of Huashan, I tried my best to care for her, protect her, and teach him Huashan's sword, in order to be truly detached. The voice was still very flat, as if it wasn't going to be angry at all.

"I raised a sword, which was supposed to be used for a long time, for more than just this world."

"Qiaoqiao is my soul, my root, and the seed of Huashan."

"However, you cut off my soul, cut off my roots, and destroyed the seeds of my Huashan."

"You say, do you deserve to die?"

At this time, the immortal's head finally turned around and saw the person in front of him. That person was a middle-aged man, dressed in a green shirt, without any ornaments on his body, only a pair of sword eyebrows trembling slightly, his face was very flat, and the last sentence was full of doubts.

"Uh, Wh, Wh ......"

The fairy was speechless, for his neck was broken, and blood poured out of it.

Originally, the life of the immortals was extremely strong, and even if there was only a little blood left, they could be reborn from the blood. At this time, his life suddenly became the most ordinary life, and his entire neck was separated from his body and was grabbed by the middle-aged man.

In his spare eye, he saw a large amount of golden blood spurting out from the neck of his body, spraying on the Nantian Gate.

At this moment, he felt infinite regret, he didn't expect that there was such an existence in the human world. He suddenly wanted to turn around and devote his mind to the heavenly realm, there was a middle-aged young shirt Taoist priest in the world, and he must not be provoked.

"Oh! It's too quiet for me to hear, and I guess you can't answer. Uncle Li shook his head regretfully, threw his head casually, and smashed it on the gate of heaven with that body.

Uncle Li looked at Tianmen and raised his head slightly: "That's still seven days later, you can answer it yourself." ”

After saying this, Uncle Li descended clouds from the sky, and then landed in the valley. The broken pine trunk trembled slightly, as if he was admitting his mistake to Uncle Li.

Uncle Li didn't speak, but pointed to the pine tree, and with a sword qi cut it into a coffin, he immediately put Qiao Qiao in it.

And in the depths of the clouds, there was an old man who fled in embarrassment, he was full of strength, and the trajectory of the whole person's flight became a spatial crack, and he turned out to be an earth immortal. Hold the regimental service brother.

Old Man of Heavenly Machine!

He fell into the valley, stepped on a young grass that had just sprouted, and was about to go on.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a brilliant sword light flashed from the edge of the grass, instantly cutting off his feet up to his knees, making him even half human.

"Li Zizai, I am an old man of Tianji, please read the friendship between Quanzhen and Huashan, and ask Brother Dao to save my life." The old man of Tianji ignored his bloody body and prayed.

He was older than Uncle Li, but at this time, he was self-defeating and shouted for help.

"Come in." Uncle Li in the valley waved his hand and sucked the old man of Tianji to him.

"I can only shelter you for seven days, and after seven days, you will be able to do it yourself!" Uncle Li said.