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The aura was chaotic, and the void shattered.

In Chen Jing's eyes, the chaotic aura was like a windowsill smashed by a punch, broken wood was flying, confetti was flying, and a person broke through the window, with the meaning of dead silence without this side, which caught the people in the window off guard.

Spiritual power is not high, intentional is the law, and the law is born for the heaven and earth.

Everyone is the protagonist of heaven and earth, as long as he has the intention, he can make a space vibrate with him. Sometimes, heaven and earth are the most merciful and soft-hearted, and whoever gives it will give you a response. Sometimes, heaven and earth are also the most ruthless and cruel, no matter how poor and cowardly you are, he just looks at you, when you have no clothes to wear, rain and snow, when you have no food to eat, so that all you see is wilderness.

When a person faces a sudden danger, they have different reactions, they will run away, they will bear it with their heads, they will be in a daze and they will not know what to do, and some people will fight back without thinking, even if they are far away.

Chen Jing was like a child who was already wary of the darkness outside the window, and the moment the window broke, he shouted loudly and raised his hand to punch out. The punch was thrown in his hurry, from the heart.

The originally stiff right arm was quickly raised, and the spiritual power of the mind penetrated, and a river wave surged up with that punch, and the roaring sword roared out along with the river wave. The light was dazzling, and at first glance, it looked like an evil dragon coming out of the water, and it was like a punch shattering a piece of the sky.

In Wuyou's eyes, this was not a punch, but a wave of swords. The chilling sword groan, the power that rose up made him feel extremely dangerous, and it made his heart beat. In this punch, he felt a sword intent that pierced everything.

He felt all this, and the punch he hit not only did not flinch in the slightest, but became even heavier, just like the vigorous Kunlun that had irreversibly turned lifeless.

It was not only Kunlun that Kunlun changed from vigorous to lifeless, but also his heart, and the precipitated vitality also sank in his heart, turning into a deep silence like Kunlun.

One of his eyes was still closed, and the other eye was dyed with gray flames, and the gray flames appeared, as if his body was ignited, and the gray flames on his body were several feet high, and in an instant, the dead and silent spiritual power that had not dispersed in the entire Kunlun was ignited, and his whole artistic conception was instantly integrated with the entire Kunlun. He punched down, as if the entire Kunlun was flipped and pressed down.

The low ones learn the law, the moves are all small techniques, the high ones are enlightened, and the thoughts are all big \/law.

Suddenly, the sword light river waves that Wuyou saw in his eyes seemed to be unreal, like an illusion. And the surging sword roar like a tide is like hitting the cliff wall far away from the end of the world, everything is unreal, like a dream bubble.

Other thoughts occurred in his mind, and he immediately wanted to dispel them, and at this moment he had already punched in the surging sword light.

"Boom ......"

A huge force made him fly upside down involuntarily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably. Before he struck down that punch, he only felt empty in front of him, and then after the blow, the emptiness was as hard as a cliff. At the same time, he only felt that there was a strange sword intent on his arm that went up his arm and invaded his heart.

He used his mind to dispel it, but as soon as he came into contact with it, he had many illusions.

Chen Jing also flipped out, and the sword qi that surged with his punch spread out in all directions. I saw that the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the trees where he passed were cut off under the sword qi, and they were in a mess.

There was no blood in his body, but his spiritual power was also shocking, and he only felt that a dead silence was pressing in his mind, like a mountain pressing on his heart, which made it difficult for him to practice the Fa for a while.

At this moment, the two black arrows outside Kunlun Mountain went straight to the clouds, drawing a perfect black arc between heaven and earth.

"Yes."

Such a short and confident voice sounded in Chen Jing's heart, and when this voice sounded in his heart, a cold murderous aura rushed down from the top of his head, straight to his heart, and when this arrow came when Chen Jing was the most vulnerable, he didn't even give birth to the heart of evasion.

On the other side, there was a black arrow tied to the top of Wuyou's head, which fell into the mountain from the void, and Chen Jing, which was reflected in his eyes, also fell from the void.

The people outside the Kunlun Mountains came to life one by one. Kunlun is the place where the Dao Ancestor became enlightened, the Jade Void Palace was built by the Dao Ancestor Yuanshi, many people want to see each other but can't, now this Kunlun Jade Void Palace has obviously had an accident, empty and lonely, the only apologetic disciple is now in the arrow life and death is uncertain, naturally none of them are willing to leave, suddenly there are several more spiritual lights in the clouds, circling in the sky and falling into the front of the Jade Void Palace in the Kunlun Mountain.

"Who are you?"

The two boys in front of the Jade Void Palace asked loudly, their voices trembling, obviously scared.

Their minds are still stuck more than a thousand years ago, and they don't realize that they have woken up and changed the world. In their hearts, no one has ever dared to ride the clouds in the sky above Kunlun Mountain, and no one has ever dared to be presumptuous in Kunlun.

They are hard to accept and scared of the change. They didn't know Wuyou, and the apologetic disciples were different from ordinary disciples, although they hadn't seen him, they knew that he must be Kunlun's disciples.

No one paid attention to them, and no one bothered them. One by one, they appeared in front of the Jade Void Palace, and flashed into the Jade Void Palace. They were anxious to stop them, but they didn't dare. Just before, when the big red shrimp and shells entered the Jade Void Palace, they had the courage to stop them, but they were beaten by the big red shrimp with chains on each person, although there was no danger to their lives, but it also made them feel painful.

In a place at the foot of the mountain outside the Kunlun Mountains, the ethereal spirit stood in the shadow of a locust tree. There was a person standing there in front of him, the wide black robe was blown by the wind, and the sleeve of his left arm was fluttering, and he was Li Muxian.

"I originally intended to intercept Chen Jing to divide life and death, but I didn't expect to meet you." Li Muxian said.

"It's been three days since he returned from the East China Sea to ask for a dream, why don't you intercept him?" The Ethereal Spirit asked, looking very serious, not smiling, and no other expression revealed.

"Hehe, I was in Baling City when he came back, and when I came out, it was too late to intercept him." Li Muxian said.

The void spirit looked at him carefully a few more times, and found that there were indeed some resentments in Baling City on him, and they had not been cleared up.

"Then why did you stop me?" The Ethereal asked.

"As long as you don't get involved in Chen Jing's affairs from now on, I'll let you go." Li Muxian said.

"Chen Jing's business? What is Chen Jing's matter? The ethereal spirit asked calmly.

"As long as you don't help him when he fights with others, I will let you leave safely today." Li Muxian said seriously.

"Oh, okay, I promise you." The Void Spirit said quickly.

Li Muxian looked at her very seriously, as if she was savoring the straightforwardness of her words. But at this time, a person suddenly appeared behind the ethereal spirit, this person was like a wisp of black smoke, but the ethereal spirit was extremely vigilant.

"Do you know who he is?" Li Muxian asked.

The void spirit looked at it and said, "Qianluo River and clouds, I know myself. ”

"Hehe, that's right, you know him, Ye Qingxue and Chen Jing Qianluomen, but do you know the real reason for their Qianluomen's extermination?" Li Muxian asked.

"I heard that I got some spiritual treasures and secrets." The Ethereal Spirit said.

Li Muxian said: "I was one of the people who participated in the destruction of the Qianluo Sect back then, but unfortunately at that time, I was not only killed by Chen Jing, but also lost one of my arms. If I had known that the Qianluo disciple who had fled in confusion could have today, I would have killed him in the Qianluo Mountains no matter what. ”

"It's never too late to do so." The Ethereal Spirit replied cleanly.

"Yes, it's not too late, although Ye Qingxue and Chen Jing survived at that time, but from today on, the Qianluomen will still be wiped out." Li Muxian finally said slightly.