Bo Ye reached out and held the sword in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he held the scabbard in one hand and said lightly: "Whoever I go to the Qing Palace, retreat a hundred miles." ”

I didn't see how he roared, and Cheng Jun didn't know what effect his voice had, but the monks who were still fighting around him did pause for a moment, as if the picture of memory was stuck at a certain moment.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priest retreated like a tide, and in an instant, he withdrew a hundred miles away. In the process of retreating, there were Taoist priests who were cut by the monks who were chased by the other party, and even died, but without exception, without entanglement, they resolutely withdrew from a hundred miles away.

Orders are forbidden, and nothing more.

Several of the surrounding overhaul frowned slightly at the same time, and one said, "A mere spirit cultivator is not enough to block the sword path." ”

Bo Ye smiled and said: "The family is small and the business is small, and I can't afford to lose." ”

The corners of Cheng Jun's mouth twitched - these major repairs are at least the Yuan Shen Heaven and Earth, and when they go down with a sword, the blood will flow for thousands of miles, and I don't know how many spirit real people will die. But this is not within the scope of their consideration, and what they consider is nothing more than whether the monks below will hinder the path of the sword. If you don't block it, you don't have to notify them.

This attitude of treating sentient beings as ants does have the style of Kunlun overhaul.

However, the Dao Palace is never like this. They all regarded the lowly monks as their private property, and it was shameful to waste them indiscriminately, so most of them would cry out.

Bo Ye saw that he had retreated a hundred miles, and within a hundred miles in front of him, there was only a monk of the Kunlun lineage, nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and unsheathed!

Slash down with a sword!

A sword of mountains and rivers shattered!

Heaven and earth change color.

Cheng Jun only felt that the sky was dark all of a sudden, obviously in the illusion, he should have no other feeling except vision, but the sword light slashed down, but he retreated, his eyes closed slightly, and he didn't dare to mistake his edge.

This is the power of sword qi.

After a while, Cheng Jun opened his eyes and saw a strange scene.

This sword that was so moving did not leave any traces on the ground, the sky is still the sky, and the earth is still the earth. But it's different.

Although he couldn't really feel it, Cheng Jun looked into the distance and already felt a blur.

Obviously, the mountains and rivers are all in front of you, but at a special node, the mountains and water have a strange distortion.

Spatial fractures.

It's not just the mountains and rivers that are broken, but the universe is shattered.

The upper and lower circles are called the universe, and the universe has been called the universe throughout the ages. This universe is time and space. And Bo Ye's ordinary sword has already cut off the structure of the universe.

There are two consequences of spatial distortion, small damage can be automatically healed, and large damage ......

will cause unpredictable, devastating results.

The seemingly endless scenery in the distance suddenly broke a little.

Several black cracks, torn open from mid-air.

Spatial rifts. Although it may not seem as terrifying as a violent storm, the disasters contained in it are a hundred times and a thousand times more than ordinary natural disasters.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, more and more, and in the blink of an eye, there are black cracks within a radius of a hundred miles.

I'm afraid this space is going to collapse. The whirlpool of space was enough to destroy all living beings within a radius of thousands of miles—not only living beings, but also the group of real people who had fallen back a hundred miles.

Bo Ye suddenly stretched out his hand, shouted, and threw the sword in his hand fiercely!

Bang -

This voice came from Cheng Jun's brain, in fact, just like this world, the long sword was thrown silently, and the space shook and quickly stabilized.

The clouds dissipate, and the heavens and the earth are transformed. A world has changed in front of me.

In the distance, the sky was hazy and darkened, and the clouds and mist were heavy, pressing the sky very low, and on the empty field, there was only one mountain peak standing proudly - Tianzhu Mountain.

Here, this is the scenery that Cheng Jun saw for the first time when he came to Xitui.

It's just that on the east side of Tianzhu Mountain, there is a black crack, revealing a glimmer of sky, like a passage, and it also opens up both sides of the mountain. The world over there is the Kunlun realm.

It's just that the black crack is healing at a rapid pace, and it must be restored in a short time.

Bo Ye smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of please.

This gesture was natural, like a hospitable host bidding farewell to a guest at the end, and at his gesture, several monks on the opposite side were stunned for a moment, and turned their heads together to look at the crack.

After a while, several monks threw up their hands and flew back together, through the crack, and disappeared.

With an inaudible thud, the crack finally closed, and the sky was clear again, without blemish again.

In the distance, there are neatly arranged Taoist priests, quietly looking at the overhaulers in the distance. At their feet, there was countless blood and stumps. The monks of Kunlun, because there was no reminder of the major repair, lost a lot in that sword, and the rest of those who were on this side of the mountain died in the hands of the Taoist priests.

Bo Ye put his hands behind his back and floated in the air, proud of the world.

Now, on this side of the mountain, he is the only one who is qualified to overlook all living beings. No one can be his equal.

At this moment, Cheng Jun suddenly felt: If Bo Ye insisted on making a move just now, maybe those Kunlun monks would not be able to become an obstacle to him. If he is tempted, although there are many people on the other side, he can cut them with a sword. And if he kills those overhauls, the result of the fights of the minor friars below will not matter. He alone can sweep away several families.

The journey of the Kunlun realm of the Lingshan Dao system could have gone one step further.

In other words, the end of this battle was not a stalemate compromise, but the result of Boye's active retreat.

It's just that he must not think it's the right time.

After all, the Lingshan Dao system is too weak, and the people below may be all his team, and he is already struggling with these Dao systems in front of him, and if he goes forward, he is afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses. What he wants to fight for is thousands of years of recuperation, and it may be the best choice to separate the two places at this time, so as not to have a full-scale conflict with the Kunlun Dao system too early.

I'm afraid that he is not the only one who thinks this, and the several major repairs opposite him are probably also aware of the difference in their strength. Although the Kunlun Dao Sect will not lose, but when it comes to these few families, I am afraid that they will first make a sacrifice for the rise of the Lingshan Dao Sect. They must have been unwilling. At this time, Bo Ye agreed to a temporary truce, and he was not alone in his happiness.

Since the Kunlun Dao Tong also had judgments at that time, then in the past thousands of years, presumably the other side of the mountain is not just holding on to the defects, but getting by. Maybe both sides are Taoguang and accumulate strength, so when they open that door, Dao Palace will face several other forces that are recuperating and recuperating.

Bo Ye stretched out his hand, and there was a sword scabbard in his hand, in which the light flickered, and it seemed to hide a few traces of sword light. Bo Ye suddenly stretched out his hand and threw it, and the scabbard read down, standing in the middle of Tianzhu Peak and Jiuyan Mountain, a single peak, and an attic on the peak, which was clearly in sight.

The mountain peak is also very familiar, and the attic on the top looks like a sword pavilion.

Several sword lights flew out of the scabbard, shook a few times, and flew in another direction.

Bo Ye pointed at it, and the sound suddenly penetrated through the layers of sound barriers, clearly penetrating Cheng Jun's ears, this is the real sound, not the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness, and it is also the first true voice that Cheng Jun heard in the illusion - "This peak is called Sword Peak, and this pavilion is called Sword Pavilion." The Sword Pavilion is the scabbard of the Nine Geese, guarding this peak for generations. If the Sword Pavilion is there, the sword will not fall. Future generations, if they have the heart to open the border, they should use this sword pavilion to collect the Jiuyan Mountain and return it to the sheath, so as to communicate the two worlds of Kunshan. ”

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves.

This simple action is like a magical power in the sleeve, encompassing the heavens and the earth. Cheng Jun only felt that the golden light flashed in front of him, and countless scenes returned to nothingness.

There was another golden light in front of him, but the feeling of restraint just now had disappeared. The current golden light, gentle as water, is softly wrapped around Cheng Jun like a hot spring.

And in the golden light, the only thing that took shape was the sword floating in front of him.

Cheng Jun moved his fingers slightly, feeling that he had really taken back control of his body, and in his body breath, it seemed that something was different.

Is it the effect of sword intent refinement?

Cheng Jun put these aside for the time being, strode up, and stretched out his hand without hesitation, copying the sword in his hand. At this time, his heart flashed with the domineering spirit of Bo Ye's sword and dominating heaven and earth. Unconsciously, he adopted his posture and demeanor in the illusion.

It's not good, it's affected - it's a sign of a shaken mood.

This thought flashed, and then, with a bang, countless powers and information came from the sword like a tide, and that kind of crazy indoctrination made Cheng Jun have to temporarily put aside other thoughts and try his best to digest these foreign forces.

At the same time, he had to be distracted by these forces and messages, forbidding them to cross the line of his spirit, hiding any danger.

Fortunately, this time it was he who filtered it, although these powers were extremely sharp and did not match his true yuan lifeform, they did not forcibly invade, but only used the most orthodox way to nourish his true yuan and body, and transformed them into power that he could absorb at an extremely fast speed. And those messages were in the form of memory fragments in the traditional way.

He analyzes the information in his mind while monitoring the changes in his body.

The increase in True Yuan cultivation is so fast, but it has only taken a moment, and it has arrived.

The pinnacle of the middle stage of foundation building!

If it weren't for the fact that no small realm in the foundation building period was constrained by the expansion of Futian, he would have broken through the barriers in the later stage. The remaining power, after it could not be increased, slowly lurked into his body. When he breaks through again, these are forces that can be leveraged.

The inheritance of the Sword Ancestor really has great benefits.

At the same time, those messages with many years of vicissitudes were finally accepted by him. He quickly corroborated the information that no one else knew except for the Sword Pavilion with his years of memory, and analyzed the results.

After a long time, Cheng Jun opened his eyes. The gentle moonlight shone on the side of his face, like a light veil.

He still stood outside the Sword Pavilion and didn't move half a step. The shadow of the Sword Pavilion was as tall as a mountain, enveloping his entire body.

Looking at the time, I'm afraid there are still a few hours until midnight, right?

Enough.

Cheng Jun bowed deeply, turned around, and went down the mountain again.

He still has unfinished business.

Before leaving, Cheng Jun's heart moved, and he secretly said: No wonder Zhang Qinglu wants to destroy the Xiling Sword Sect. It turned out that the remaining sword intent was stored in the Xiling Sword Sect - since I was already the guard of the Sword Pavilion, this Jiuyan Mountain had to be collected by me, and the sword intent hidden by the Xiling Sword Sect was also my contract.

(To be continued)