Chapter 1697: The mourning is hard to stop, and the snow lotus stops
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A lonely formation on the riverside, next to the eight hundred miles of dragon tail hanging to the ground, silently waiting for something to happen; Princess Xia led the swallowtail group of cultivators to walk out of the light gate without pausing at all, and walked directly onto the dragon tail, and the dragon immediately shook its body lightly, sending hundreds of people to Ziyun Island and Chuangong Cliff, which had already been properly arranged on the altar.
There is also a formation here, the real meridian sword array, the center of the formation, the ghost Dao presides over the big position with a seriously injured body, and after the group cultivates into the formation, he does not hesitate to open the formation door, and the Dao sword light comes out, and the altar is empty, and the sword is pointing at the Qinghe River, ready to go.
, the eyebrow master opened the spirit rhino eye, and the three hundred around him were refined, and they jointly wrote a spirit rune.
On the roof of the building, the black-faced god personally waved the battle flag, and the students from all over the world were entrenched, working together to create a peerless killing machine.
On the fourth floor of the forbidden building, He Wenliu, who had lost his body, summoned with the Yuan Shen, and the eighty spirit tablets of the Taoist Academy slowly rotated, releasing an earth-shattering coercion.
At the top of Mount Meru, Ziyi is dressed in a big red shirt, and the fire clouds under her feet are surging like a vast ocean.
Around Ziyun Island, the twenty-seven branches of the Dao Academy, the powerhouses of the Battle Dao Double Alliance, as well as the bigwigs of various sects who got the information and arrived in time, scattered and cultivated strong heroes, and they all formed a killing formation in the way they were best at, and they were sharp.
This is a trap, a carefully chosen battlefield, the highest manifestation of human strength and wisdom. When Qi Fei's figure walked out of the light gate, the eyebrow master made a cold announcement, and the group of cultivators poured out with heavy killings, like a continuous tide as the head of the empowerment, leaving no room at all.
"Ho!"
The moment he walked out of the light gate, he was surging with murderous intent in his face. Even though he was immortal, His Royal Highness Fei was also frightened and courageous by the momentum of the world, and suddenly let out a terrible howl.
"What a human power!"
Why can the human world respond so quickly, and why can the human force be so neat?
I once remembered that in the real spirit war, Jin Wu was the main attacker, supplemented by the power of the world, and the fierce battle for several days finally achieved a positive result. Bringing down the cloudy sky that has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years above the head, since that incident, the human spirits, demons and demons have reconciled among the three parties, and they know that the eyes of the power outside the sky, the internal worries have gone, and the external enemy is in the town, so how can they not prepare.
Canglang is a small place, in front of the four star fields, it is like the gap between ants and giant beasts, but the ants are unwilling to be angry. Now that we understand the truth, we can no longer be as muddy as in the past, and we should be a martyr. Relying on the good foundation laid by the Six Directions Society, led by the Daoist Academy, the three parties of spirits, demons and demons jointly worked out an ultimate plan specifically for the power of the starry sky.
Annihilation!
The true spirit of the lower realm is a catastrophe for the waves, and this plan is in the name of destroying the world, and what is needed is that decisive qi. Even if it is difficult to escape the catastrophe of the destruction of the world, it is necessary to let the immortals make a mistake.
Lingnan has changed dramatically. The Narcissus Sect was expelled overnight, and if no outsiders witnessed it with their own eyes, it would not be possible to do a good job now, such as finding out, figuring it out, and then preparing and mobilizing. I never wanted to witness the whole process with my own eyes, and then came to the conclusion that Qi Fei back then has now become a great enemy in the world, comparable to the true spirit.
This evaluation is obviously excessive, if you really compare the strength, the current Highness Fei cannot be compared with the Mountain Monarch; Although the overall realm has broken through one layer, there is no golden crow, and the difference is even more unreasonable. The words spoken by heavyweights such as Ghost Dao, Barbarian Zun, and Huo Linglong were clearly evidenced by their injuries, and no one could doubt them, so when the news came out, the plan to destroy the world was launched, and all directions gathered.
The destruction of the world is not prepared for Qi Fei, since it is Qi Fei who came, and he already knows that he hates Thirteen Lang, if the other party's intentions are expected in advance, the destruction plan will be slightly adjusted and become more targeted. No matter where he goes, Flurry, Falling Spirit, or something else, he will eventually win Qinghe in a similar way, and then do a battle of true spirits!
The world should not be humiliated, this is the origin of the killing situation in front of us.
"Roar!"
The three realms of the world should not be humiliated, how can the immortals not be supreme; in terms of cultivation, His Royal Highness Fei is not as strong as the Mountain Monarch, but if compared with the realm of Taoism, he who was reincarnated by the ancient emperor's soul has more advantages, and suddenly saw that the killing machine in the world is not counted, His Royal Highness Fei was initially shocked, and then broke out in the clouds and roared, shaking his body and showing the king's anger.
"King, Lin, heaven, down!"
The mouth of the four words, the mighty monarch, the Nirvana-level storm roared out, His Royal Highness Fei raised the sky with his left hand and pressed down, his right hand waved the sword and slashed all directions, doing three right four, the first two and the latter one, and the last shake and three lights were released, and the sword was broken thirteen times in an instant.
A roar shattered the four sides of the talisman, the people's hearts trembled under the prestige of the king, and His Royal Highness Fei raised his palm like the hand of the sky to hold down the wild dragon turned into the eight hundred miles of Qinghe, and then swung his sword like a knife, and directly chopped its head.
With this blow, the so-called giant dragon that was relied on the most in the world was destroyed, and all the four elders of the Dao Dean stationed under the Qinghe River were killed, and the result in exchange for the battle was only one of the thirteen swords issued by His Highness Fei.
The price paid by His Highness Fei is that he ...... It's a little bit better than before.
"Ants in the world blaspheme the monarchy, and they should be punished by God!"
After a sword, His Royal Highness Fei exerted his royal prestige, and then made twelve consecutive slashes.
The second sword, the group of cultivators on the Chuan Gong Cliff splashed blood, and the sword blade released by everyone together was broken into two, and the body of the ghost Dao with serious injuries collapsed, and the soul fell into nothingness.
The third sword, the eighty-seven spirit cards of the forbidden building were shattered, and He Wenliu, who summoned with soul power, fell on the spot.
The fourth sword, Ziyi fell on Mount Meru, and the vast fire clouds rose and fell, tearing and converging several times, barely protecting his body.
In the end, the power of the true spirit is different, the golden crow has been gone for nearly a thousand years, and the legacy wisdom can still protect its descendants from dying.
But that's just a sword, and His Highness Fei has a fifth, sixth......
After a few mighty blows, the pinnacle blows, after the roar, it was a mess, around the Qinghe, the elders of the Battle Alliance condensed a punch and was split by the sword light, and three of the four people died;
On the side of the Qinghe, the twenty-seven branches of the Taoist Academy, under the auspices of several venerables, joined forces to block it, and after defeating two swords in a row, they were finally defeated, and the figure withered.
On the other side, the small palace master personally commanded the nine elders of the Demon Palace. With the strength of the Nine Palaces to carry the monarch's might, after two blows, four people were lost in a row, and it was difficult to make a move.
Gathering at the far end, the camp composed of scattered cultivators and sect bosses collapsed with a sword, and more than ten people were killed on the spot.
The final blow still fell on Ziyun, and the broken sword was facing the wind. A sword swept the two floors of the book and the instrument, the eyebrow master was stained with blood, and the black-faced god, together with the battle flag waved, and the building that he guarded all his life, were divided into two.
The strength of the world and the peak of wisdom faced the immortals, but the result was a complete defeat!
What does His Highness Fei give?
The sword he was trying to build was ruined, and the other was much older.
What really plays a role is the spell, which is cursed by the will of the whole clan of Kaba, and the swallowtail ten thousand sword cultivation is the guide. No one should take such a spell lightly. Every time a sword comes out, the spell in the body is like a wheel pushing a circle, like the annual ring of the tree urging life, after the thirteen swords, His Royal Highness Fei is old for thirteen years, and he directly transitions from youth to middle age.
The difference between immortals and humans is really as big as the gap between heaven and earth, and human life is as unworthy as a building compared to the life of immortals. In just a few moments, countless people died with one blow. Those powers that usually laugh proudly suddenly become thinner than paper, and they don't leave a speck of smoke and dust after death.
If there was no Golden Crow in the Battle of the True Spirit, not to mention how the human forces could withstand the wrath of the Mountain Monarch, it would be impossible for them to fight without the Golden Crow casting the Ling Tian Fire Mirror. In today's battle, the world is on a higher level than it was back then. Barely make up for it with resourcefulness, but they lack the heaviest shield, and if they have to kill the immortals by force, maybe it is really only as the swallowtail clan originally planned, combining 100,000 swords into one, that way. Even the true spirit will die on the spot.
In a word, there is no lack of power in the human world because of its infinite numbers, but there is no suitable means to truly bring it together.
After thirteen swords, there was almost no strength to fight in the world, and on the battlefield, the beautiful Ziyun Island completely changed its appearance, and the wails on all sides could not be stopped, and people looked at the person who was high above, and looked at the face that many people felt familiar, and they were speechless.
Facing the immortals, I knew in advance that it would be difficult and tragic, but the result was ......
The results are actually quite normal.
Reminiscing about the time when the mad spirit land, Yinlong fought thousands of cultivators with one manpower, all of them were the pinnacle of the world, and the worst was also the peak of the gods, in addition to several strong tribulations as the pillars, the negative elders and the distressed old people were the main forces, and the result was not a complete defeat. On today's battlefield, although His Royal Highness Fei's cultivation is not deep enough, his combat power is not weaker than that of the silver dragon, and although the world as a whole has jumped to a new level, it is normal to lose in terms of strength and how it cannot be compared with that time.
However, Canglang Ren Xiu didn't know this, except for those who had experienced the battle of the True Spirit, the rest of them all had the idea that "so many people can't fail anyway" in their hearts, so when the result was presented in front of them, it was extremely difficult to accept.
"Wait if you're ready. β
There was a majestic whisper in the air, and His Highness Fei raised his hand to brush away the slightly scattered sideburns, and unexpectedly saw a few shiny silver strands in it, and his face became even more gloomy because of this.
"I will let you know that you are disobedient to the king's authority...... Huh?"
The voice flickered, and His Highness Fei's expression froze, and his eyes looked straight at one side, a person who had just appeared.
Ruins, the light door opened, and a snow lotus floated out of it, and the woman on the lotus was dressed in white and won the snow, with red lips like blood, and her face was more delicate than flowers.
"Senior brother, long time no see. β
β...... Long time no see......"
There was a good name of the flower of eternity, which means that the longer the time passes, the more intense the beauty of the precipitation, less than a thousand years from the ascension, the beauty of the night lotus is beyond words to describe, even if you look at the past with the eyes of the immortals, it is also the heart of the heart shakes, suffocating feeling.
Merely......
After a moment of distraction, His Royal Highness Fei's gaze moved downward, looking at the round and slightly bulging mass under Yelian's waist, and his eyes slowly became vicious.
At this moment, everyone had a feeling in their hearts that the eyes of that high-flying immortal shot out a look that was not something that a human could have, but a dead light that hated the sky and did not die.
"It's a boy, and Jusan Lang is his father. β
Facing the eyes of His Royal Highness Fei, the flower of eternity caressed his waist, his expression was calm, and his voice was as cold as ever, resolutely.
"The father's debt is repaid by the son, it is a matter of course, please ask the senior brother to help. β
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...... (To be continued.) )