Chapter 125, Misfortune Causes Immortality
The black gauze is exquisite, wrapped in raised arrogance, and a few strands of green silk are blown away between the skin that can be blown apart, and a smile appears on the delicate face.
He finally comprehended the sword heart, and Qin Lizhi held the long sword weakly.
That's it, I'm not satisfied with the seven swords, so it's better to accompany you back to the sword state of mind! It's an experience.
Qin Lizhi's cheeks were slightly red, her autumn eyes were dripping, she looked at Mo Lin in her hand with some resentment, she thought of the autumn rain sword that was as crystal as snow and as thin as a cicada's wings, she was still a little lost, if it was still in her hand, how good it would be.
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After the news of the Corpse King's rebellion came to the mountains of the Central Plains, it did not cause much turmoil, and the reason was very simple, the corpse road was already a small road, and it couldn't set off too much wind and waves in their eyes, although the corpse clan also had a powerful existence like the Drought Fish, but the demon corpse that made a mess was obviously not this category, because the Drought Devil was born, and it would be a great drought for thousands of miles, and the Corpse King was a rain practice, and the strength was far from comparable.
Nanming Lake β
Starry Night β
A depressed back walked to the stone path leading to the Blood Demon Cave, he wore his hair and walked stiffly, and he paused to come to the ancient two guards, and after standing still, he spoke lightly.
"Senior brother."
The two guards didn't respond, and they still sat as solid as a rock.
The back figure raised his arm and slowly stretched out to his face, and took off the iron mask, and underneath it, there was actually a zombie face.
"Two senior brothers, we have been guarding for such a long time......"
He has no tongue in his mouth, but he can speak freely, how many years has he been in the corpse? He himself had forgotten, maybe a thousand years, maybe longer.
"Tianchenzi has returned, and I feel that the situation is a little strange."
The two divine guards did not move, as if it was Li Changye's master talking to himself, he choked up, and then said:
"Without him, I came here today after a long night, just to see the two senior brothers, you ...... Great work. β
Qinghui moonlight sprinkled, stretching his shadow very long, showing loneliness, he took out a wooden yellow gourd and placed it in front of the two.
"This winter melon and silver fruit brew has been lost for thousands of years, and only I still know how to make it."
"Back then, my four brothers liked to drink this wine the most, but now, no one can drink it."
Li Changye sat up, flicked the cork off, and slowly raised it above his head, the crystal wine slanted down, but it overflowed from his mouth.
Although his face was stiff, he could also see a hint of bitterness.
"Look, brother! I didn't lie to you! β
Giggle~
Li Changye smiled bitterly, his voice was miserable, and he didn't enter the west wind.
The two divine guards, still did not move, Li Changye knew that only if others wanted to break into the Blood Demon Cave, they would awaken a little divine sense, so, it made him even more angry, he suddenly stood up, threw the wine gourd on the ground, the papaya shattered, the wine splashed, and he roared angrily to the sky.
"Immortality, it's immortality that isn't bullshit."
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Puyutang is the earliest hall of the Tianwang Sect, the ancestor of the Kaiyuan Dynasty started with this hall, and has been developing into a behemoth like Tianwang Mountain, although the gate of Tianwang Mountain has been destroyed, with the strength of Shi Lian and Shi to the King of the Land realm, it is not something that ordinary people can break into.
Tonight, heavy rain.
The three hall masters who had fought against Pei Chongkang gathered here, they took off their hats with solemn expressions, revealing some anxious and timid expressions, and not long after, the terrifying corpse shadow appeared again, and they were as silent as cicadas, and they had to give up the territory they had entrenched for a long time to avoid disaster.
Shaking off the rain, a flash of lightning came from behind them, and as soon as the three of them entered the door, the rain fell even more.
The fragrance of tea filled the whole room, they kept looking at each other anxiously, and they had no intention of tasting tea, and when the three of them were in turmoil, the two familiar people finally appeared.
Compared with the chaos of the three of them, Shi Lian was quite calm, he picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly.
"A few hall masters are a little restless, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't taste the spring buds like this."
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The middle-aged hall master smashed the tea set in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "When is it, you still have the heart to drink tea?" β
Shi Dui squeezed out a smile and pressed his hand and said, "Old Mu Hall Master should be calm for a while, he should be more calm at this time." β
"Humph!"
Mu Huanglou snorted coldly, before the Heavenly King Sect collapsed, he was the oldest qualified No. 1 hall master, and he was not used to the behavior of the eight kings of the earth, they relied on the flattery of the door master, and easily got the land king manual, and he worked hard and worked hard for many years, but he has been at the peak of the war king, and he has never been able to wait for an opportunity.
Qian Bailu has always been good friends with Mu Huanglou, and at this time he opened his mouth and said: "It's not that Lao Mu is anxious, if you don't solve the corpse king, it's better to be scattered as soon as possible." β
Shi Dui's eyes were instantly cold, and there was a hint of banter at the corner of his mouth.
"Hall Master Qian, I understand your thoughts, but do you think that you can be safe and sound when you hide?"
The three of them looked stunned, obviously a little surprised by what he said.
"Why did the Corpse King kill the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect? Ignoring others? Haven't you all thought about it? β
"We don't need to know this, you just need to tell us, you ...... Is there any ability to deal with this! β
Mu Huanglou's words hit Shi Dui's sore spot, he squinted his eyes fiercely, and a strong killing intent permeated.
"Humph!"
Shi Lian snorted coldly, Shi Dui withdrew his killing intent, but his eyes became even colder.
"I admit that the corpse king is very strong, but if he dares to fight head-on, we may not be his opponent, and the most troublesome thing now is that I am a clear enemy, and you are not willing to give up that meager family background."
Compared with Shi Dui, Shi Lian's words convinced the three of them even more. But they also know what these two people are planning, if they all hand over their hard-working henchmen and team to them, it is inevitable that they will not cross the river and tear down the bridge.
"Whether to sit back and be defeated by the Corpse King one by one, or unite to tide over the difficulties together, several hall masters still have to weigh it carefully."
Shi Dui said unceremoniously, if it weren't for the fear that the disciples under their hall would not obey the discipline, the people's hearts would be disheartened. I'm afraid he would have attacked the three of them a long time ago, how could they still let them come and accuse themselves?
"Don't be naΓ―ve enough to think that if you dissolve the hall, you'll be safe, the corpse king will definitely have a way to find you."
The two of them were white-faced and red-faced, and the three of them were indeed quiet, silent, and carefully weighed the pros and cons in their hearts.
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A thunderbolt shone brightly, and I saw a black figure floating quietly outside the window.
The five were taken aback.
"Who?"
The black shadow slowly drew the sword from behind, and through the screen window, you could feel the cold and cold emanating from the sword body.
The rain was pouring down, the thunder was shining, and the black shadow had already drawn out the sword.
But in just a few breaths, the five people who were still talking just now became five corpses.
Shi Lian's head rolled far away, before he passed away, his eyes were still staring at his palm, and the last Kaiyuan ruler didn't even have a chance to use it, and he was killed by a sword.
And Shi Dui's fate was even more tragic, after his soul consciousness was slashed by a sword, the raging white fire burned his soul cleanly, and even the chance of reincarnation no longer existed.
The rain was still falling, and a trace of blood halo melted into the trickle until it was rich and blood-red.
The sky was clear, and 1,861 people died in the old hall of the Heavenly King Sect, and the way of death was the same, beheaded with one sword, no one could beat one sword.
The remaining seven or eight hall masters of Tianwang Mountain no longer had any illusions, disbanded the hall, rolled up some gold and silver, and fled away.
It's a pity that the ghostly zombie still found them one by one, and there is no need to say much about the end.
Born with a vision, blood stained the sky, not dispersed for a long time, ordinary people are all frightened, every family burns incense and prays, praying for the blessing of the gods, after many days of praying to no avail, someone worships a dusty statue, the statue of the god is like a jade, brocade clothes and ribbons, holding a discus in his hand, who is not the discus discus fairy soul Xiaotian?
Sick and rushed to the doctor, things were in a hurry to burn incense, people all followed suit, and they all worshiped this discus fairy, and for a while, the soul Xiaotian who was pushed to the altar, the incense overpowered all the immortals.
Who knows that this discus immortal was also the object of the demon in their mouth, praying to the immortal to kill him.
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Xuan Yao machine
Li Changye sat weakly on the Taishi's chair, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he looked extremely embarrassed.
Li Chichi had never seen his father so decadent at this time, and after pouring a bowl of tea for him, he stood aside and didn't dare to make a sound.
Li Changye looked at the rising heat and lost his mind, this tea ...... It must be delicious! The doorman only knew that he had a strange diet, but they didn't know that he had already been unable to drink any liquid, and he pretended to eat in front of people, but he used spiritual power to suck it to the neckline and then steamed it dry.
I remember that when she was thirteen years old, she rolled up her cuffs to make tea for him, and this brewing has been more than ten years. Every day, he wants to ask his daughter, what does this tea taste like?