The Xiling Temple is about to fall, it is incredible, the entire peach mountain that shook was boiling, and there were cries and angry curses everywhere, however, Yu Curtain said on behalf of the academy that it was not allowed to fall.

This is even more incredible, so Momoyama is silent, silent. The middle-aged Taoist frowned and looked at Yu Curtain, looked at it for a long time, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why?"

In the eyes of the Xiling Temple, there is no reason for the academy not to accept its own surrender, because the Daomen still has a very strong strength, and the reason why the temple is willing to surrender is because the real leader of the Daomen now, the master who seems to be extremely tall in the light, has no more ** to fight.

To be more precise, a few years ago in the mountain behind the academy, Xiong Chumo was drunk by the aftermath curtain and was seriously injured, and after being seriously injured, the light could no longer cover the small in his robe, as the viewer left Taoshan, Ye Hongyu jumped into the abyss, he could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, he didn't understand what was wrong with this world, why Haotian would give up the Daomen, or why the Daomen would abandon Haotian.

After a long period of psychological struggle, Xiong Chumo decided to surrender, just hoping to survive, or the academy and the Tang Kingdom could still give him enough status, war, wasn't it like this in the past?**Hai and other temple bigwigs were persuaded or suppressed by him, and as for the middle-aged Taoist, he naturally would not object.

Xiling Temple's decision to surrender must have gone through a very complicated process and even a bloody struggle, but if Yu Curtain thought carefully for a while, or she could think clearly, the problem was that after listening to the words of the middle-aged Taoist, she didn't even think about it. He calmly and indifferently expressed his refusal, why?

Yu Curtain did not answer the middle-aged Taoist's question, because there was no need to answer.

The surrender of Xiling Temple will inevitably put forward some conditions, such as Xiong Chumo to live, middle-aged Taoist to live, **Hai to live, He Mingchi to live, many people to live, and these conditions. It was she and Ning Que, who was not present, who would never accept it. Then, she did not allow the other party to surrender.

The morning breeze is blowing, the yellow skirt is slightly swinging, and the black ponytail is also gently swaying. Her hands were still behind her back. The middle-aged Daoist looked at the great grandmaster who looked like a girl. I feel a little cold.

There is no surrender, there is fighting. The thousand-year-old battle between the academy and the Daomen is finally about to be decided. The eyes of countless people on the cliff were looking at the shining giant.

The figure of the Master of the Sect was as tall as it had been in the past few decades.

At this moment, he is the spiritual sustenance of tens of thousands of people in the Xiling Temple, and there are still many Taoist powerhouses on the cliff flat, as long as the master can resist the curtain, then the temple still has hope.

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The outcome of this thousand-year-old war, no matter who wins or loses, will inevitably be magnificent, and this battle will inevitably last for a long time, from early morning to dusk, and it is normal.

The fourth senior brother placed the hourglass on the stone, he habitually used calculations to arrange strategies, and a coarse incense was lit in the Haotian Temple, or now it is meaningless to worship the sky, but it can also be used to calm the mind.

There was a bright red flower blooming in the peach mountain, and in the eyes of everyone, Ye Hongyu walked to the cliff and looked at the huge god in front of the temple, and the blood-colored ruling robe swayed lightly in the wind.

She didn't have to say anything, everyone knew what she meant, and Momoyama was in an uproar.

She wants to fight Xiong Chumo.

The figure in the god is as majestic as a mountain, and it does not move.

**The sea god stood indifferently in front of him.

This great priest of the South China Sea is a peak powerhouse, and he is qualified to fight Ye Hongyu.

Behind ** Hai, there are more than ten strong men from the South China Sea, among which there are two who know their fate.

The strong men on the academy side are Yu Curtain, Ye Hongyu, Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Yu Curtain and walked back to the giant chariot.

In terms of the quantity and quality of the strong, the Xiling Temple is not slightly weaker, but the momentum is slightly inferior.

Yu Curtain understood the meaning of the middle-aged Taoist looking at her, but she didn't care, there was no extra affection on her immature little face, she didn't want to explain what it meant to be really strong.

In her cognition, Jun Mo is very strong, the junior brother is very strong, and Ye Hongyu is also very strong, since she wants to fight this one, then let her fight, and there will be no accidents in the outcome of the victory.

She even found it a little boring.

So she looked north again, as if there was something there that was worth paying attention to.

A cool morning breeze rose and wrinkled her thin brows.

The Xiling Divine Kingdom is some distance away from the East China Sea, but the wind here often comes from the sea, and it is generally an east wind, and the wind that was gently blowing in the morning light before is an east wind.

At this time, the wind blowing in the face came from the far north.

Yu Curtain's expression changed slightly, and his immature little face became a little pale for some reason.

She turned around and looked at the giant chariot in front of the Haotian Temple.

The jet-black ponytail swayed, and two dark shadows were written on the gray sky.

The younger brothers and sisters were a little surprised to see that there was something wrong with her feelings.

Tang Xiaotang asked, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Yu Curtain said, "I'm leaving." ”

When she said this, her expression was calm, and her voice did not tremble in any way, but anyone could hear her anxiety and anger with an unmistakable taste.

The decisive battle is about to begin, but she, as the most powerful senior sister in the academy, is leaving?

And what about the next battle?

The academy and Tang Guo saw that they were about to achieve the final victory, but they had no choice but to retreat?

Yu Curtain's sudden decision surprised everyone, but none of his classmates objected, because they had already guessed something, and their expressions changed.

At this moment, a hint of fierceness flashed on Yu Curtain's immature face, and then she took a breath.

There was a strong wind on the cliff flat.

Her chest suddenly bulged, as if she was about to suck the air from the entire peach mountain into her body.

Her face suddenly turned pale, without a trace of blood, as if she had been seriously injured, her eyes suddenly brightened, but the corners of her eyes began to bleed, looking extremely terrifying.

It's not the wind, it's the breath of heaven and earth in the entire Peach Mountain, with her breathing. Keep pouring into her body!

There was a vision between heaven and earth, and the green trees in Peach Mountain swayed incessantly, shaking off the remnants of snow.

Ye Hongyu turned to look at the cliff with a slightly awe-inspiring expression, thinking to himself that even if you are a twenty-three year cicada and your body is as solid as a rock, how can you absorb so much heaven and earth breath in such a short time?

The breath of heaven and earth was still pouring into Yu Curtain's body.

The clash between the terrifying numbers of breaths shattered the corners of her eyes and dispersed her ponytail. The black hair spread out like a waterfall. Then the wind from the north kept flying.

The wind is calm, and the hair falls.

It was only then that people could see clearly that her full head of black hair was getting longer!

However. No matter how long her black hair gets. But it's still the same as before. Hang down between your knees.

Because she's growing taller!

The childishness on Yu Curtain's face gradually receded.

But her aura gradually rose until it was majestic.

In a few breaths, she went from a girl. Turned into a young girl.

Looking at this scene, the middle-aged Taoist's expression gradually became cold. He had read the Heavenly Book Sand Scroll and knew that many cultivation sects in the world had secret methods, and Daomen also had secret methods similar to burning life to gain great power, but he never knew what kind of secret method would make a person go through a long time!

If Ning Que was on the cliff floor, he would see at a glance the exercises used by Yu Lai, because there were fragments of Liansheng's consciousness in his sea of consciousness, and because he was on the snow lake back then, he saw with his own eyes that Xiahou was dozens of years old in an instant.

This is the secret of the Demon Sect.

In an instant, the curtain lost ten years.

She turned that time, or life, into strength.

The good thing is that there are no white heads in the world.

She was a childish girl.

Ten years later, she has become a woman with a gentle expression but a cold eyebrow.

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The curtain reached into the air.

Tang Xiaotang handed the iron rod into her hand.

She held the ends of the iron rod with her hands, and slowly rubbed it by, the sharpness slowly reappeared, and the cold light was shining.

And the wind came from the north, as if urging something.

She does not borrow the east wind, but disappears when the north wind rises.

From the cliff to the temple, there is a bluestone-paved road.

There were countless cracks in the titicaca, and countless cracks appeared on the bluestone road, and they cracked inch by inch.

The curtain had come to the temple.

She came to the giant.

There is a ** sea in front of the chariot.

This heir of light from the South China Sea, his hands lit a blazing holy fire, and his expression was solemn, and he slapped it down on her.

Yu Curtain didn't even look at him, nor did she stop, and crashed directly into the wall of fire - her speed was so fast that the space seemed to be about to deform, and the blazing Haotian Divine Radiance brought out two flames.

Like the wings of a firebird.

Actually, that's the cicada's wings, that's her world.

There was darkness in front of the temple, and even the brilliance of the Sect Leader couldn't illuminate it, but at this time, it was illuminated by her.

There was a muffled sound.

It was like a meteorite falling from a high altitude, whistling and flying for more than 100 days, and finally landed on the ground.

The earth will be cracked, let alone men.

**The sea was directly shattered, shattered into countless flesh and blood, and then, purified into green smoke by Haotian Shenhui.

After he died, the Haotian Divine Radiance that erupted from his palm still existed, and even burned his body, which can only show that the speed of the curtain has reached an unimaginable speed.

Frightened feelings, shrouded the cliff in front of the temple, the priest from the South China Sea, wanted to shout, the pale face of Xiao Yu, weak legs about to sit down, but nothing had time to happen.

The curtain entered the huge shrine, and the light suddenly swayed, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Xiong Chumo's angry roar sounded in the chariot, he had been prepared for this old opponent for a long time, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, and in an instant, he entered the realm of the Apocalypse!

The prevalence of Protestantism has the most direct weakening of Haotian in the world, and although Haotian in the Kingdom of God has also become much weaker, the power he has obtained through the apocalypse is still so majestic!

The gods roared again and again!

Then the gods shattered!

The seventy-six veils that hung on the side of the chariot danced in the wind and went straight into the heavens.

When the veil falls, the smoke and dust also gather, revealing the real picture of the field.

Yu Curtain stood silently, blood spilling from the corners of his lips.

Xiong Chumo stood opposite her, and there were no wounds on her body.

This was the first time that many Xiling Temple priests had seen the true face of the master of the sect, and the thin, short, ugly old Taoist surprised them, but what they wanted to know more now was the outcome of this battle.

The curtain turned.

On Xiong Chumo's body, a clear knife edge appeared, then a second and a third......

The breath of death splashed, his Dao robe was shattered, and countless knife edges, deep or shallow, appeared, and finally it was dense, innumerable, I am afraid that there are as many as ten thousand!

Xiong Chumo knelt down, covered in blood, still not dead.

He looked at the figure of the woman who was going away, clutching his chest in pain, feeling that the heart that had been cut into petals by the knife intent was shattering, and his eyes were full of despair and incomprehension.

"Why?"

Why can you be so fast? Why can you make 13,62 slashes in such a short time? Why do you refuse to accept my surrender? Why do you choose the means of burning jade so resolutely, even you may be seriously injured? Why are you in such a hurry?

Why did I end up scared?

Why are you a twenty-three year cicada?

Why is there still me in the world?

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Yu Curtain didn't know what Xiong Chumo was thinking when he knelt on the ground, and she didn't care what he was thinking.

is different from Xiong Chumo's thoughts, although Dao and Demon are not opposed, she has never regarded him as a lifelong enemy, because she has never looked down on him, how can he be worthy

She walked to the edge of the cliff, glanced at the middle-aged Taoist, and then jumped down.

At this time, the hourglass on the cliffside stone had just shed a few wisps of fine sand.

The incense in the Haotian Temple had just burned a very shallow layer.

Momoyama was quiet.

Dead.

No one spoke, because they didn't know what to say.

There were no shouts of shock, because people were already numb from shock.

-- This war between the academy and the Daomen was thought to last for a long time. But what happened just now? People think they're crazy, otherwise how could they see that in an instant, this battle is over? How can there be such a thing in the world?

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The middle-aged Taoist looked at the cliffside, where the curtain jumped before, and was silent.

He understood what she meant in her eyes.

She killed Xiong Chumo, and then killed ** Hai.

Now, the Xiling Temple can be lowered.

Of course, there are others who also want to die.

Xiong Chumo is not dead yet.

"I should probably thank her for leaving you to me in the end. ”

Ye Hongyu looked at him covered in blood, and then fell silent and did not continue to say anything.

She turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the morning sun that finally jumped out of the clouds in the direction of the East China Sea, with a slightly confused expression.

The completion of the Xiling Temple took countless years.

It's ruined, but it only takes an early morning.

In the morning light, the peach mountain was red and warm, and even the remnants of snow became red.

The morning sun turned out to be like blood.

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