Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Collision of Gods
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When night falls, the vast starry sky is like an eternal chessboard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The bright moon is in the sky, occupying the position of Tianyuan, and the billions of twinkling stars are the chess pieces on the chessboard.
The stars are chess, and the universe is the board!
If there is such a player, what is the purpose of this game of chess?
Tomorrow will be the bloody trial of the martial kingdom once every thirty years, and it will also be a game between large and small forces in the martial country.
It is not so much a game of the entire martial kingdom, but a game of the three major sects.
They may be the chess players, and the forces that belong to them are the pawns on their chessboard.
Or perhaps, they are just chess pieces, controlled by a pair of invisible hands, even if they know what to do, they must have involuntary consciousness in the cultivation world.
"Look, what's that?"
Suddenly, someone pointed to the sky in the distance and shouted.
Everyone looked at it, and in the dark night sky, a huge flying boat was crossing the sky, like a pterosaur spreading its wings, dominating the sky and sky, with a vast and terrifying aura, heading towards the side of the Blood Universe Island.
"That's the Yunlan Sect!"
Someone recognized that thing, it was the flying boat of the Yunlan Sect.
"Great, it's finally here. ”
"Don't suffer from the stuffiness of the Burning Mountain Gate anymore!"
The large and small forces affiliated with the Yunlan Sect were all excited, and now that the three sects were in full strength on the Blood Universe Island, they no longer had to suffer from that aggrieved energy.
The arrival of the Yunlan Sect made the forces affiliated with the other two major sects a little unhappy.
Originally, they were still fantasizing about whether there was something wrong in the Yunlan Sect that caused them to be unable or unable to catch up with the Blood Trial this time.
However, when the brightest flying boat in the night sky appeared in the distant sky, it was all they thought too much.
"Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself, this is the real great compassion, Amitabha!" Jin Chanzi said with a full face.
It's just that the joy on his face, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a Buddhist disciple, but it seems to be a little similar to the city scoundrel.
Everyone rolled their eyes, ignored him, and continued to pay attention to the flying boat coming from the Yunlan Sect.
Well?
In the dark night sky, in the farther sky, a bright light flashed, rushing towards the Yunlan Sect Flying Boat at an incredible speed, causing those old fellows in the Sect Master Realm to open their eyes one after another, and their faces gradually became shocked.
The speed of that retreat was beyond their imagination, and it was impossible for any Sect Master Realm cultivator to be so fast, unless
A terrible thought suddenly appeared in their minds.
At the same time, they also had some expectations in their hearts, hoping that the existence of that retreat was aimed at the Yunlan Sect.
Sure enough, as time passed, the rapid light was getting closer and closer, and the target was obviously the flying boat of the Yunlan Sect.
At the same time, on the Yunlan Sect Flying Boat, all the disciples had already seen it, and their faces were pale one by one, even those elders who rushed to the Underworld.
Being so far away, the oppressive force given to them by that retreat far exceeded the coercion exuded by Su Sanque and Shabeard, which made them shocked and at the same time, they couldn't help but start panicking in their hearts.
At this time, at the top of the flying boat, there was an old man in a cloud robe, with an old and peaceful face, his beard was white, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the rushing light, his face did not change at all.
"This breath is"
In the elder area on the flying boat, Lin Zhanyuan's face changed suddenly, and he felt a familiar aura from that light, which he could never forget for the rest of his life.
At the same time, a demonic figure appeared in his mind, which was his lingering nightmare, but also a terrible memory of his life.
It's always called a flower!
That's right, that Dunguang is an old flower, and it is the old flower who took Qin Ming to chase the flying boat of Yunlan Sect!
"It's coming!" Hua Langyi's eyes froze.
Sect Master Zhao Yan beside him felt Qin Ming's breath from the light of his life, and the whole person immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Ming is still alive, this is the result he has been hoping for, otherwise Zhao Tian's result can be imagined.
As the retreat approached, the disciples of the Yunlan Sect became more and more nervous.
"Don't panic, that's the predecessor of this sect!"
At the critical moment, Grandma Jin let out a low snort, which instantly quieted down the restless disciples, and privately guessed which senior in the sect was the person who came.
"Am I dazzled, there seem to be two people in the light. A disciple said suspiciously.
Not only him, but everyone saw it, although they couldn't see what the person in the light looked like, but they all clearly saw that there were two people inside.
One of them, lifted up by the man in the light, felt very strange no matter how he looked at it.
On the top of the flying boat, even Su Sanque, who was not alarmed, was frightened by the old man's behavior.
At this time, there was a scream like killing a pig in the light.
Qin Ming was lifted up by the old peanut, and the two of them seemed to form a pair of bows and arrows, showing the momentum of opening the bow, and the 'arrow' that was ready to be launched was naturally Qin Ming who was raised.
Qin Ming screamed desperately, he finally understood why he had always called Hua before, why he showed that kind of smile, it turned out that he was waiting for him here.
Whether it was the people on the Yunlan Sect's flying boat, or the pair of thousands of eyes on the Blood Universe Island, they all looked at the scene in the sky in shock.
"Amitabha, I remember that there seems to be a lost secret technique in Buddhism, which seems to have fallen from the sky to perform, and the physical body must be quite strong to be able to perform that trick. Jin Chanzi looked at the sky and wondered.
The old monks standing behind him, all with black faces, if it weren't for his master's face, even if he was a once-in-a-lifetime genius, they would have suppressed this unscrupulous prickly head that tarnished the face of the Buddhist family.
"Old guy, what the hell are you going to do, let me go!" Qin Ming was like an eight-clawed crab, constantly struggling, but he couldn't break free from the hands of the old flower.
"Boy, be honest with me, and if you move around and throw it in the wrong direction later, don't blame the old man. Lao Zhaohua said with a smile on his face.
"Throw it, throw something, it won't be thrown at me, right?" Qin Ming guessed in his heart.
"Haha, it's worthy of my Xu Yin's apprentice, just guess it, smart!"
"I don't want it, you put me down quickly, please, old fellow, no, master, I beg you, master. Qin Ming begged bitterly, that is called sincerity, that is called sadness.
However, Lao Zhaohua was unmoved, and said in a deep voice: "I just thought of calling the master now, it's too late!"
"Let me tell you kid, as my disciple of Xu Yin, how can the appearance be bland, look, the old man will let you make a shining debut. ”
What?
Qin Ming was dumbfounded, what the hell is his shining debut?
"Boy, feel this unforgettable moment, go to you!"
Swish!
Lao Zhaohua threw his strength below, and Qin Ming's whole person turned into a sky-high arrow, shooting towards the Yunlan Sect's flying boat.
"I am me, different fireworks, you are you, different yourself!" said the old flower proudly.
In response to him, Qin Ming scolded madly.
"It's not your uncle!!"
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