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At this moment, the small dot that drifted in the center of the spirit pillar undoubtedly became the core of the entire world.

Wind, clouds, dust...... Everything is rolled up, and under the strong attraction force, it goes straight to the small point. Rao is a person who is far away on the ground, and he also has a faint feeling of lightness, as if he will be swept into the middle of the boundless vortex of power if he is not careful.

Mu Long and the others who were closest to each other, with their own strong cultivation, were still able to firmly fix their bodies in the vortex waves. But looking at their looks, it's obvious that they are not very good.

They can already be regarded as people who have cultivated to the heavens, and they are extremely sensitive to changes in the forces around them. So, when they found that countless forces were converging towards that little point, they felt a strong sense of unease.

Of course, they didn't know the plan of the Nine Pillars.

Of course, they didn't know that Xiao Wentian sacrificed his life to delay time precisely for that plan.

If they knew, even if they were desperately in danger of falling one or two companions, they would have solved Xiao Wentian three days ago. In fact, with their vision and insight, they should have thought that it was unusual to see Xiao Wentian self-immolation three days ago, but it was precisely because of their vision and insight that they expected that no one in this world could stop them except for the Wentian Sword God.

So they withdrew.

With the idea of preserving their peak condition, they set up a three-day period.

As everyone knows, it is these three days that have won the last chance for Chixian Shenzhou, for this world, and for the distant earth. God doesn't want the world to fall into the hands of a few people, heaven and earth are the people of the world!

Then again, they weren't right.

In today's world, except for Xiao Wentian in his heyday, no one can really confront the Martial God Temple organization. Even if it's the Heavenly Machine Pavilion in a semi-secluded state, it won't work!

Because, after their strength has reached a certain level, they have already joined their organization. The nine most powerful forces in the world at that time, led by the Martial God Temple, and the Soul Refining Mansion and the Purple Void Palace were also members of the organization. With such an organization, unless their individual strength reached the Dry God Realm, it would be impossible to contain them.

Xiao Wentian is an example.

The Heavenly Sword God is recognized as the most outstanding immortal genius in the past hundred years, and even Mu Long praised his talent. But what is the result?

Therefore, Mulong and others made a big mistake.

It is true that no one in the world has the strength to resist them, and when they forget, the Nine Divine Pillars are ancient spiritual objects, although they are not good at fighting, but they can shape strong enough cultivators in a short period of time!

Shortly, no more, no less, exactly three days.

It may take ten days and half a month to shape others, but Xiao Yun only needs three days.

Don't forget that he is the son of Xiao Wentian, although his talent is not as good as Xiao Wentian, but it is far beyond ordinary people!

"Break it for me!"

Mu Long's expression was cloudy, he gritted his teeth violently, and slammed his palm into the brighter and brighter dot with all his might. He had sensed that something terrible was being conceived within the dots.

There's something that can make the dragon feel terrible, huh!

Guigu Daoren, Xuanji and others also sensed it, and they were busy gathering their strength to hit the small point in the center of the whirlpool.

After two or three rounds of attacks, there were twenty or thirty terrifying spells, and if they were on the ground, the addition of these spells and the removal of mountains and the sea would be as easy as a breeze. But when I got to the small point, it was not as good as a pebble, and the pebble could still make ripples when it was thrown into the lake, but these terrible spells seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Not gone, but absorbed!

The vortex is like a giant mouth, whatever it is, it is swallowed up perfectly!

The people on the ground also stopped at this time.

Ji Lao stood on the top of a cliff, looking up at the air, he held the spirit pen in his right hand and the book of the heavenly machine in his left hand, as if he wanted to record everything that happened next.

That's his mission!

Doesn't everything have its own mission?

It's like someone is destined to be a hero, someone is destined to be scum......

"Born fatalistic, heh, this is indeed like the tune of your Tianji Pavilion people......" Just when Ji Lao was thoughtful, a female voice came from behind.

Ji Lao was taken aback, and when he looked back, he was even more surprised: "Huangfu's family?!"

The old man of Tianji Pavilion still didn't have the eyesight to say. "Of course, the person who came was Huangfu Xue, who lived in Xiao Yun's body earlier, he felt that something was wrong when Jiu Ling opened the gate of heaven, and he immediately escaped, so he didn't scatter with Xiao Yun and wander away from heaven and earth.

"You are wrong, not by birth, but by birth. Ji Lao smiled, as if he was not curious about Huangfu Xue's origin, or if he already knew it, "No matter who you are, after you are born, your nature will be determined." A glimpse of his nature, he will probably know what he can do in the future. ”

"It's like-can't a dog change eating?" Huangfu Xue also laughed, suddenly remembering the joke that an old man from Tianji Pavilion had made to her more than a hundred years ago. On that day, when the Xuanyuan clan was destroyed, there was also a bad old man holding a book and a spiritual pen, recording the decline of the Xuanyuan clan.

"That was before...... "Ji Lao smiled lightly.

"Before?"

"Fatalism is not predestination. Although people have nature, what they become ultimately depends on that person himself. A person's destiny is still undecided......"

"I didn't expect you old masters to be flexible?" Huangfu Xue was shocked.

Ji Lao still maintained a smile: "Times are changing." ”

Huangfu Xue was silent.

In the jungle behind Ji Lao and Huangfu Xue, the soldiers of the Yanhua Empire were burying countless corpses. Some of those corpses were their friends, some were their comrades-in-arms, and some were even enemies from afar...... It's just that they're all dead now.

Let the dead be laid to rest.

This is also their "fate".

"Father!"

Suddenly, like a thunderbolt from the sky, a heart-rending cry echoed in the sky.

This is Xiao Yun's voice.

The sound seemed to come from the small dots of the blazing sun, but it was like every grain of dust and every leaf in the air.

Xiao Yun is this world.

"Yun'er, your mother is imprisoned in the Purple Void Palace, and she is the one who is most sorry for her father in this life......"

Xiao Wentian's voice sounded.

It turned out that Xiao Wentian knew that his fall was imminent, so he left some words to Xiao Yun with his last divine sense.

"The boy of the Xiao family immediately did not seek to establish Datong, but to be worthy of his heart. For the sake of the Father, for the sake of righteousness, and for the sake of death. However, the strong enemy has not been eliminated, and there are regrets in the rest of my heart, and I do not ask my son to give up his life and forget his death to help the world, but he wants to eradicate the Martial God Temple in order to enjoy the future generations. The long river in the south of the Yangtze River, for the father, your mother and son are together. ”

Po ~ Divine consciousness is shattered.

The last bit left by Xiao Wentian, a generation of sword gods, in this world has also dissipated.

"Father!" the cry of pain reached the heavens and went down to the underworld. Xiao Yun never felt how passionate he was for his father, and it wasn't until his father really left that he realized that the relationship between father and son has always been deep and unconscious.

"I'm going to let you die!"

The crying gradually subsided, Xiao Yun's cold voice sounded again, and no one could imagine how Xiao Yun gritted his teeth when he said this. Even Mu Long, when he heard these words with his own ears, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Originally, Xiao Yun was washed by the Heavenly River of Strength, and even his divine sense was no longer gathered. Many of the things he had seen happening in heaven and earth before were already felt by the divine consciousness left behind after he died. But it was precisely because he had left behind some scattered divine consciousness that he was able to reunite the gods at the critical juncture when Xiao Wentian was dead and the land of Shenzhou was about to die, and completely completed the infusion of heavenly spirits.

Otherwise, Xiao Yun and his people will cease to exist.

Hatred and affection, responsibility and mission, their power is indeed immeasurable.

"Here comes the sword!"

The sound really came from that dazzling little dot.

Everyone looked at the little dot in the air, and now the whirlpool had subsided, and the little dot no longer flickered.

I saw a long figure shrouded in light and shadow, slowly walking out of the small point, at first he was only the size of a small point, but with each step, his body rose two inches. It wasn't until he came out that he returned to his normal state.

This person, who else could it be if it wasn't Xiao Yun!

Xiao Yun regenerates!

Xiao Yun had just stood still, and the gentleman's sword that he had attracted shot out of nowhere, and stopped steadily beside him.

At this moment, Mu Long almost recognized Xiao Yun as Xiao Wentian.

"Are you...... Xiao Wentian's son?" "Mu Long is not an ordinary person after all, he woke up from his shock in an instant, and just looked at the Xuanji Palace Master on his right with strange eyes when he spoke.

Without waiting for Xiao Yun to answer, the Guigu Daoist holding the Soul Mound Knife suddenly laughed: "It's fun now, Xuanji, I don't know if you can be as hot as Xiao Wentian for your grandson?"

Xuanji frowned, the young man in front of him was his daughter's flesh and blood after all!

Hearing the words of the Guigu Daoist, Xiao Yun immediately understood, it turned out that his mother was actually the daughter of the Xuanji Palace Master of the Purple Void Palace......

"Are you Xiao Yun?" Although Xuanji had never seen Xiao Yun, he naturally knew the name of his grandson.

Originally, when he asked about this person, he was also his grandmother, and Xiao Yun wanted to answer calmly, but when he thought about the nine people who had just forced his father to death, he suddenly became cold: "Yes! Otherwise, the sword in my hand will not recognize anyone. ”

"What a big breath boy!" Xiao Yun's words immediately aroused the anger of the enemy, thinking that none of them was a big man who could change the pattern of the times by stomping his feet, how could a junior be so presumptuous.

As a result, the nine enemy people, except for Mulong and Xuanji, were all ready to move.

Mu Long's eyes were gloomy, but he was not in a hurry to make a move, because with his eyesight, he didn't even see Xiao Yun's strength!

"Xiao Yun, you step aside! The Nine Spirit Divine Pillar is determined to win, don't say that you are Xiao Wentian's son, even if your mother comes in person, you don't want to stop this palace!" Xuanji snorted coldly, as if he had made up his mind. Joke, they have been planning for decades, and it took countless efforts to gather the Nine Spirit Divine Pillars, how can they easily let it fall short now.

"Inherit the father's will, the sword swings the demons!" Xiao Yun didn't talk nonsense, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and took the initiative to attack Mulong.

Let's fight!