(Cat flutter Chinese) The bright moon illuminates the earth, the faint bright light dots those stars, so that the sky and the earth appear different from the light of the bright sun, many people enter their hometown at night, but there are still some people in the wind and snow, standing in the inn and looking at the southern sky, the box containing amber butterflies is randomly placed on the table, here is a small town on the cherry blossom plain, the folk customs are simple, everyone believes in the teachings of the Qingtian God Cult.... net

In the room of the only inn in the town, she saw Xiao Qing's face at the gate of the southern town still calm without any waves, and Xiao Qing at the gate of the town also saw the swirling eyes in the room and looked at the beautiful face of the moonlight. The two of them were like they didn't have any breath, they were completely like ordinary people, but under the cover of this night, they seemed extremely secretive, and the songs were still spreading in the south, but they were getting closer and closer to the Cherry Blossom Mountain Range, making those Dao cultivators extremely painful.

The two met as if they were arranged by fate, there was a thousand years ago, when their identities were extremely noble, but they were always just looking at each other, it was a battle between the blue sky and the white sun, they were elected as wives who only looked at each other silently, and could not fight in person, but now it is different, the times are changing, they are also reincarnated to meet in another identity, and then they will have to carry out that fateful battle.

The night breeze caressed those trees, stroked those leaves, making this night seem so calm and different, as if there was an indescribable killing intent in the night wind, Xiao Qing, who had taken off his robe, was dressed in a white gauze robe, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal dust, those beautiful and unstained dust, looked around, looked at the brocade box on the table, and then walked over and gently opened it, exposing the amber butterfly to the air.

The butterfly wings in the amber trembled slightly, and more cracks appeared in the surrounding amber, and at the same time, a vision appeared in the sky, and Zhou Xuan walked out of the room, walked out of the inn, came to the street, and stood quietly with Xiao Qing with the brush that belonged to the painting saint, Xiao Qing also held the brush in his hand, but the pen was cyan, and the scenery belonging to the kingdom of God was carved on it.

The two of them looked at each other on the street, and the world that had just been calm slowly changed, and the dark clouds that did not appear at any time obscured the bright moon, and the faint moonlight scattered on the earth was disappearing, making the earth silent, and the darkness was always only the sporadic lights in the city to break the shackles of darkness.

On the cherry blossom mountain range, those cherry blossom trees were blown up by a gust of wind, and the cherry blossoms hanging on the trees wanted to break free from the shackles, and the wind went to the sky towards the north.

The amber butterfly on the table flicked its wings a second time, the amber crack grew bigger and bigger, and the first signs began to appear in the sky, and from the dark clouds a faint beam of doors could be seen, but the dark clouds still obscured these visions, as if they could not be known to the world.

Circling in the air in front of him, he quietly wrote down a piece of paper, the paper was magnificent, but it was a text that belonged to the world, and the meaning of red dust flowed on it, and on the other side, Xiao Qing also wrote a word, that paper body was like a heavenly majesty, and it was extremely bright, it was a font that belonged to the kingdom of God, and one wisp of light flowed.

The two of them wrote very slowly, but they didn't write a stroke, and the cherry blossoms or green leaves flying all over the sky behind them began to slowly change, and they turned into swords, knives, guns and other weapons, Xiao Qing's magic and the magic of the world completely exploded at this moment, and when the last stroke fell, the paper of the two dissipated in the air, and then those weapons attacked each other.

Those weapons in the sky accompanied the cherry blossoms and aoba to attack each other, and the two of them kept writing, and the spiritual energy in the world flowed wildly to replenish the two of them, and the magic of the gods and the world figured out to change, using foreign objects to attack each other, and the medium in the hand was written out to change.

The more they write in their hands, the faster they write, the faster the flow of the true qi in the body, the faster and faster the passage of the true qi in the body, the depletion of the aura of heaven and earth in the middle of the circle, the impact of the weapons and those birds and beasts in the sky is getting faster and faster, often one piece of paper is written before it dissipates, and the other paper appears, Xiao Qing's paper has light in it, belongs to the kingdom of God, and there is red dust in the circumferential paper, representing the world.

The sweat on the faces of the two of them was also wet, and the delicate faces were also wet, and a hint of red appeared at the corners of their mouths, and the duel could hurt the other party without fighting in person, and the true qi in the body was depleted, after all, it belonged to the human world, not to the kingdom of God, although the meaning of the red dust was powerful, it could not be compared with the Qingtian Divine Sect, and finally spit blood in the mouth.

Suddenly, those Qingye changed weapons and birds and beasts were torn to pieces by Xiao Qing's attack, and the fragments fell with the wind, the corners of Xiao Qing's mouth smiled lightly, and he won this fight, both of them are geniuses for thousands of years, both of them are worthy of the name of genius both then and now, but now the abbot of the Qingtian Divine Sect is the world, and the painting of the holy mountain is naturally incomparable, the true qi capacity in Xiao Qing's body and those divine arts.

Zhou Xuan looked at the weapon and rushed towards him, closed his eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, but that smile only had helplessness and sadness, as if his failure was not expected at all, in the face of death, he was afraid that even if it was Zhou Xuan, the duel thousands of years ago was the same, and now he fought the same, maybe he would win at the beginning, but now he won't.

Just when those weapons were about to get closer, the butterflies in the amber on the table finally broke through the amber cage and struggled to open the shackles, and suddenly a huge portal appeared in the sky covered by dark clouds, and the portal emitted light, illuminating the heavens and the earth, making the bright moon lose its brilliance, and the stars were all lost, and the bright appearance of the cherry blossoms turned into weapons, birds and beasts were all shattered.

The appearance of the portal alarmed the world, and those sleeping mortals were awakened, and saw the inexplicable Tianwei kneeling on the ground, with sincere consciousness, Xiao Qing looked at the portal with a pale face, and saw a butterfly looking at the portal and flying, smiling around, but there was still a sword in his chest that passed through his chest, and blood was dripping on his clothes.

At the same time, the scattered heavenly books also appeared in the portal when a wisp of breath appeared, and then one after another beams of light shot towards the sky, Zhao Feng, who was silent in a certain artistic conception and hummed a ballad, also woke up at this time, the wooden sword on his waist shone and floated upward, and the five wooden swords that were suppressed by his hands in the Heavenly Dao Temple Hall trembled, and the light was finally shattered, and the hands broke free from the Temple and appeared in the sky.

The paleness of the viewer and the red dust in his body finally couldn't suppress the arrows that he didn't know where he was, as if they were being led by someone, flew directly through the body of the viewer and flew into the air to shoot towards the butterfly, the viewer spat blood from his mouth, and the breath in his body slowly dissipated, looking at the arrow with his own blood in the sky, and laughed regardless of his identity.

The arrow shot into the sky, just hit the butterfly, and hit the gate of the sky directly with the butterfly, laughing and smiling, those happily fell to the ground and died, the viewer laughed and smiled, those sadness and helplessness in the smile, and finally knelt down and lost his vitality and died, Xiao Qing was silent, the blood at the corner of his mouth stained the white veil red, and then he fell to the ground and died. Cat flutter Chinese