Chapter 437 Riding the Wind and Returning Bravely, Invincible

Lingering. Between the green mountains and green waters, there is a sultry style. It is the east wind that returns with spring. I have flowers on my branches.

Tasting the taste of spring, several soul cultivators met another group of soul cultivators halfway, and when they looked at each other, they smiled: "You are also here to rivet the sky together." ”

From the shock of the Changkong Annihilation Sect, many people have already arrived. It's not uncommon to meet people here.

These groups of soul cultivators simply walked together. One and a half hours of flight.

The leaders met at the Soul Heaven Conference back then, glanced at each other, and said with a smile: "The last time I saw Brother Tai, it wasn't like this. ”

When we saw each other at the Soul Heaven Conference last time, they were not without confidence and arrogance. In comparison, see you again today. They all saw each other's low-key and cautious.

Sang Wuzong sighed and smiled bitterly: "You and I are the same thing. Back then, Zuo Wuzhou swept the top 100 in one day, which was among them. I'm the one who has it. ”

Shuiwu Zong Mu Ran: "But there is also me."

When the two saw each other, they suddenly felt close. Looking at each other, it is difficult to describe the feeling in my heart: "When Zuo Wuzhou became famous in the first battle, the world was moved by him. You and I were fledgling at the beginning of the year, and we were the core disciples of the sect, and we were arrogant and proud. If it weren't for Zuo Wuzhou's defeat of us, I'm afraid it's hard to say whether we would have achieved what we have today

"Exactly, when he was young and frivolous, Zuo Wuzhou was the first blow. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't know where I am inadequate. ”

Sang Wuzong and Shui Wuzong thought back to the past, and only remembered the light of that person. At the Soul Heaven Conference. There are more or less martial saints and geniuses, but there is only one person's legend.

Decades ago, the Soul Heaven Conference became a legend. How can we forget, how dare we forget.

Come to think of it, it's not necessarily a bad thing. Shui Wuzong felt a little emotionally in his heart: "If it weren't for the fiasco of defeat to him back then, I might not be able to concentrate on cultivation more diligently." It may not be possible to have the cultivation of today. ”

Sang Wu Zong's jaw: "Not only us, but most of the 100 people who were defeated back then have broken through

The two looked at each other and smiled, in the past few decades, so many people have broken through to the Martial Sect on their own, and being stimulated by Zuo Wuzhou is definitely the main reason.

Shui Wuzong smiled: "What's more, many of the martial artists who participated in the Soul Heaven Conference back then have already broken through. It's all because of the stimulation of Zuo Wuzhou

If it weren't for Zuo Wuzhou's fame in one fell swoop. Beat the world to the earth, knocked out a lot of impetuousness and pride of the martial arts, and so on. How could such a large proportion of martial arts be able to break through.

The proportion of martial arts breakthroughs in this generation is far better than in the past.

"You hate him, don't you hate. Shui Wuzong suddenly spoke.

At first, he hated it, but then he didn't hate Sang Wuzong's expression was free and easy, and he admitted calmly: "I still admire him a little and revere him." ”

When he was defeated at first, it was like hating Xiao Na, who was like being ruined in a gorgeous body, and he was so slippery, how could he not hate. But after Zuo Wuzhou's follow-up battles with the Soul Heaven Sect were vigorous, hatred turned into respect.

Shui Wuzong was silent: "We were carefully cultivated by the sect back then, and we were too shallow in the world, and we were young and ignorant. We are all geniuses in our respective sects, but in fact, he is a genius. ”

"I heard that the three of Wu Chengcheng, Gu Wan, and Quan Xiang have all reached the late stage of the Martial Sect and have made a successful breakthrough at any time. Shui Wuzong's eyes moved, and he sighed deeply: "You said that Zuo Wuzhou, if he is not dead,." How is his cultivation? ”

"Back then, he was a newly broken martial artist, I'm afraid it's been these decades, at most it's only a martial artist. Sang Wuzong did not belittle, but deduced from the facts: "However, it is a very crazy. Very good at fighting.,A martial sect that can kill the enemy beyond the ranks.。 ”

Shui Wuzong smiled: "I think too,"

At this moment, Shui Wu Zong's voice stopped abruptly, and together with Sang Wu Zong, he turned his head to look behind him!

A black flash of lightning. Like lightning, it pierces the sky. "This breath!"

Shui Wuzong and Sang Wuzong looked shocked and looked at each other: "This breath is clearly Zuo Wuzhou."

I have fought with Zuo Wuzhou, and my memory is naturally very new.

But didn't he die in Sunset?

As soon as his thoughts moved, the expressions of the Shui Wu Sect and the Sang Wu Sect were greatly lifted. His face was even stiff, and he was very complex. Shocked: "Could it be." He's not dead, he's back?"

Whoever said that if you are locked in Sunset, you will die.

The two of them were shocked, and their whole bodies trembled: "It's him, it's really his breath!"

His expression was not calm, and suddenly he remembered that Shui Wuzong's face suddenly shrank into a piece, and he trembled: "He, his breath! ”

Sang Wuzong's face and heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer: "Martial Saint, he is a Martial Saint!"

The two were silent.

A figure hurried through the deep mountains.

Hua Jiaji, who was hiding in this mountain, led six or seven senior brothers who fled for their lives, and personally greeted him: "How is it?"

This Martial Emperor hated: "Uncle Hua." The Soul Heaven Sect has been asking for something, but it still hasn't left. But. Instead, a group of Martial Saints have gone, and now there is only one Martial Saint in charge. ”

Hua Jiaqi Gu Ran: "Even if it's just a martial saint, it's not something we can handle." Unless, "It's him." ”

If it were him, he would probably become a martial artist. With his madness and combat power, I am afraid that he will be able to fight with the Martial Saint. A deep sense of frustration arises during the flowering period.

The rest of them were suddenly panicked, and asked about their next plans.

Hua Jiaqi is a core disciple, probably knowing that the sect master Nie Chaoye has broken through, so he stepped down from the position of sect master and led groups of disciples to prepare for the back road. It's just that I didn't expect the Soul Heaven Sect to come too quickly.

Poor Changkong was destroyed, and none of the martial saints such as King Gai Tianwang could leave. Although the flower is a martial artist. But I don't know where Nie Chaoye and the others have withdrawn.

Once you escape that day, there is no way out, so you have to make some decisions, so you just wait in this area

Hua Jiaqi searched for most of the other people who escaped for a lifetime and reunited together. It's just that they are afraid of being detected and hunted down, so they scatter their actions so as not to be caught in a net.

pondering it, Hua Jiaqi gritted his teeth and hated: "They are searching the treasure house of this sect." ”

A slightly cowardly martial artist asked timidly, "Senior sister, the Soul Heaven Sect is too powerful. This sect is not considered to be destroyed. ”

"It's not. Hua Jiaqi resolutely retorted, her eyes scanning everyone. Firm confidence: "Nie Wusheng, they are still alive, the things in the treasure house, Nie Wusheng, they have gone a lot." If there is a Martial Saint Pill, they must not be quietly in the Soul Heavenly Sect. ”

"As long as we cultivate well, we will cultivate to the late stage of the Martial Sect. If you serve the Martial Saint Pill, you can create ten hundred Martial Saints. Nie Wusheng, they will definitely send someone back

Hua Jia period is categorical, and strengthens everyone's confidence in words so as not to waver.

"But".

"No, we have to persevere. I will be able to hold on by all means. Hua Jiaqi's expression moved, and he held back his breath: "Be careful, there is a martial saint passing by!, small."

In the distance, a black light pierced the air.

Hua Jiaqi silently felt this breath: "It seems, it seems to be!" Hua Jiaqi's beautiful big eyes. His eyes widened all of a sudden, containing infinite joy: "It's him!"

"It's Zuo Wuzhou!"

"He's not dead!" Hua Jiaqi was so happy that he was about to explode, and was about to speak, when the breath disappeared: "Martial Saint, he is Martial Saint!"

The joy of the flower period froze, and a trace of thrilling light and shock appeared on the moving coldness: "He is already a martial saint." ”

"Great, I'm going to look for him, as long as I find him, I will save the danger and temper people the most, and spend the holiday faintly decisive. He had the demeanor of a leader, and resolutely gave an order! and chased after him. Flower period at a glance. There is a thought: "His line." It's a trip to the sky. Yes, he must have known the news and rushed here. ”

A black light rode the wind, and in the dense rain, it was like riding the wind and waves.

This black light is the aura of a martial saint, and it is naturally extremely eye-catching. Along the way, I don't know how many soul cultivators were alarmed, and they all looked at it, and secretly shocked: "It's so fast, who is this." ”

"This breath is like a person. Some people vaguely remember Zuo Wuzhou's breath.

Although the world is big, there were many people who participated in the Soul Heaven Conference back then, and they were all elites from all sects and walks of life. Decades have passed. Just like Hua Jiaqi and others have broken through to become martial arts sects, many martial artists of that generation have risen and become the core backbone of various sects.

The more I sensed it, the more shocked I became: "It's true, it's too similar." Is there really no such thing as the same breath in the world?"

The breath is the soul of life, and the soul of life is life, which is "me". It's like. The same. is unique.

Therefore, no matter how much a person's appearance changes, his breath will not change. People think that it is always the breath, not the appearance.

"Of course no two will be the same. The soul monk on the side wondered why his companion asked such an unlearned question.

The soul cultivator's expression suddenly froze: "If there is no same aura, then this person is"

"Zuo Wuzhou!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if a bomb had been thrown.

"No way. Zuo Wuzhou is dead. ”

"Zuo Wuzhou is dead or not, who knows. He was trapped and locked in the afterglow of the original back then, in case he didn't know how to get out of it alive."

"That's even more unlikely, into the afterglow of the plain. How could he come back alive.

Even the Martial Saint can't do it

"If you don't see a man alive or die, how can you say that he's dead?

As soon as these words came out, the soul cultivators were speechless. Don't talk about it, sometimes, seeing may not be believing. Just like Zhu Ru, Zuo Wuzhou witnessed this person die under the "small mountain-moving technique", and he was still alive.

"Is it really him, is he really not dead?"

Recalling the past, the soul cultivators were all moved.

Back then, the Soul Heaven Conference fought one battle after another, and only the fierce reputation spread all over the world. It can be regarded as a fight to fame.

A big battle with the Soul Heavenly Sect is really the joint that makes Zuo Wuzhou's name deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It was the struggle between the ** and the Soul Heaven Sect that made the people of the world secretly shake and secretly revere it.

Decades ago. Zuo Wuzhou was just a newly broken martial artist, and he dared to fight against the Soul Heaven Sect, what a boldness and madness he was to rule the sky.

Especially the fire of the holy rune, especially the battle at the entrance of Sunset's original entrance, it turned the world into color and shook the world.

At that end is the eternal romance, at the other end is the brave and invincible, and at the end is the heroic legend.

No matter how domineering the Soul Heavenly Sect is, it can't help but be secretly recited by people all over the world, and can't help but be revered by people. Who in the world doesn't know the king, it is exactly the Zuo Wuzhou described.

Back then, Zuo Wuzhou ravaged the Soul Heaven Conference, and was hated so much that his nickname "Crazy Killing God" was really appropriate. i.e. madness. Also violent.

Over the past few decades, half a generation of rising stars have basically grown up in the legend of Zuo Wuzhou. It's hard to imagine how famous it is.

Of course, this name is mostly notorious.

It is the respect of those who respect it in their hearts, and the haters who hate it to their bones.

Decades have passed, and the once glorious reputation has gradually faded with the afterglow of Zuo Wuzhou's "fall".

As the so-called prolific wind and rain were blown away, Zuo Wuzhou was a small stone that shook a thousand waves. It has left a strong mark in history, but it has also become a smoke of the past with the "fall".

No matter how heroic it is, no matter how great it is, it can't help but be ravaged by the years.

But today, Zuo Wuzhou reappeared in front of the people, reminding the dusty past.

"If it's really him, then it must be going to the Eternal Sky Annihilation Sect. Someone suddenly realized: "It seems that there are still people in the Soul Heaven Sect who have not left, this time, there is."

Decades ago, Zuo Wuzhou was a martial artist, and he fought with the Soul Heavenly Sect to the ground. This time. has become a martial saint, and the Soul Heaven Sect is afraid that there is trouble.

A breath rushed in. Wei Wusheng frowned, and there was a hint of fierceness: "Martial Saint? ”

As soon as his thoughts moved, sensing this aura, Wei Wusheng looked puzzled: "This aura, it seems to be a little familiar, who is it?"

As the breath got closer and closer, Wei Wusheng's memory became clearer and clearer. From the memory, I found someone's breath, overlapping memories together, and was shocked: "It's him!"

"No way, he's trapped in Sunset Plain. "The more Wei Wusheng knows, the clearer he knows, the more he can't survive in the afterglow.

Wei Wusheng's thoughts moved: "There is a spirit of change in the world, it seems that someone is pretending to be Zuo Wuzhou." ”

As soon as he moved, Wei Wusheng's expression was cold, and the murderous machine was released.

The continuous spring rain poured into the world, and Wei Wusheng's expression became colder and colder, sensing that this breath was near. With a shake of his arms, he rode the wind to the sky and sneered: "Stop." ”

The shouting shook the sky! The black light did not stop.

Wei Wusheng didn't expect a word to scare people away, and the sneer became deeper and deeper: "No matter who you are, if you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

At this moment, Wei Wusheng was about to face the battle, but saw this black light suddenly tilt downward. Bombarded the other disciples of the Soul Heaven Sect like a cannonball!

Wei Wusheng's heart tightened, and he scolded angrily: "Despicable and shameful!"

In my memory, the magnificent Changkong Sect has been transformed into ruins everywhere.

Even a mountain is bombarded by something and no longer exists. Zuo Wuzhou read it unhurriedly, and his heart sank into the abyss: "Changkong, it has really been destroyed!"

Under the dark clouds, in the spring rain, the Changkong Sect became more and more bleak and bleak.

Affectionate and ruthless, only in one thought.

"Changkong is kind to me, and this love and this kindness should be repaid. Zuo Wuzhou was gloomy and condensed into a heart of stone.

A little anger turned into winter seedlings in his eyes, and the flames exploded, turning into raging flames: "The sky is extinguished, this hatred and hatred, how can it be eliminated, and it will be liquidated together!"

The killing intent was no longer concealed, and it was released, Zuo Wuzhou was full of anger, rolling up the drizzle, and it exploded into the sky. The body of the dumplings is illusory. "Fire Law Boundless" was cast, and he immediately stepped forward.

A martial artist who was searching was eyeing him, roared angrily, and slashed at him with a knife.

In an instant, Zuo Wuzhou appeared like a ghost, and he was about to go out with a punch, accompanied by the sound of killing: "Kill!"

Kill a thousand mountains!

This Wu Zong's chest clicked and fell. Cracked into a cloud of blood mist.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Those who reside here, except for Wei Wusheng, the rest are all martial arts emperors. How can he resist the terrifying martial saint of seven souls and seven spirits.

In the roar of the Wei Wu Saint's eyes. Zuo Wuzhou grabbed a martial artist, his eyes widening angrily. The golden net shows the Dharma body: "Drink!"

Cracked lion tiger, but as such. This martial arts. was torn apart by Zuo Wuzhou.

"No!" Wei Wusheng's eyes were red, and he roared angrily: "Who are you!"

There was a crackling sound, echoing through the valley. Zuo Wuzhou smashed a head with a punch, looked at the sky, condensed a swirling water, and went out with a flick!

"Soul Skill. Wei Wusheng's eyes showed horror, and when he saw this small vortex mixed with three-colored light coming, he used his skills to blast over.

Suddenly, the flat ground rose into the ocean. The ocean is infinitely cracked, just like a torrent rushing, crashing and devouring all things.

Wei Wusheng snorted. A mouthful of blood sprayed in the future. Mixed with anger: "Ruyi ring." You're really left without a boat!"

When he raised his hand, Wei Wusheng threw his hand, and a light shuttle was thrown into the sky. Suddenly, in the dark clouds, a little light and shadow appeared, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wei Wusheng laughed wildly: "Haha, Zuo Wuzhou, you dare to reappear, you are dead." ”

Wei Wusheng didn't have time to think about it, no matter how Zuo Wuzhou escaped from Afterglow Plain, it didn't matter at this time.

The person who had caused the Soul Heavenly Sect to encounter unprecedented setbacks and calamities back then has returned.

With Zuo Wuzhou and Soul Heaven Sect's Kege back then, they were already the enemies of life and death, and they would never die.

The domineering of the Soul Heavenly Sect is definitely not a verbal talk, but the self-confidence of "Lao Tzu is the best in the world" from the heart. Zuo Wuzhou's murderous reputation is by no means boasted, and countless souls can prove the name of killing gods.

Either you die or I die. That's all. Wei Wusheng will never have the slightest luck.

Wei Wusheng laughed wildly: "You came just in time. I'm about to break you to pieces. ”

Zuo Wuzhou frowned and pondered: "The people of the Soul Heaven Sect are so arrogant? Knowing that I am a martial saint, they still dare to say this." ”

didn't think much about it, Zuo Wuzhou was short, and he was bullied. Freeze the murderous intent, and the fists rise and fall. It was the punch that cracked like a landslide.

Stirring a thousand mountains is the unparalleled "overturning seal" of the net

Wei Wusheng's arms snapped and shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His eyes were filled with fear: "You are really a martial saint! ”

Zuo Wuzhou stepped on it with his big feet, and Wei Wusheng was dying crazy: "You dare to kill me, Changkong Sect Nie Wen and others are here."

The head snapped.

Zuo Wuzhou held back his thoughts, and his eyes rolled over the blood waves: "Nie Wen is still alive, and he was captured by the Soul Heaven Sect?"

The murderous intent was boiling, Zuo Wuzhou calmed down, and slowly summoned: "Ji Tong, Meng Wu, Xiao Han, Jin Wang, come and join me, I need your help." ”

Raised slightly, Zuo Wuzhou took a deep breath, and the wind and clouds changed with a roar!

The concubine asked, you wait, I'm back.

Soul Heavenly Sect, wait, I'm back.

I am back.

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