The sword was gone, the thousand stars were dimmed, and the escaping starlight was like a blooming firework, as if it was a tribute to the lost life of the commander.

Han roared, the fangs in his mouth reflected the cold light of the forest, but without the guidance of Venerable Min, there was no place for the cyan moon to stand in the earthly world, although the fierce beast was struggling, it seemed to be bound in another space by some invisible force, and it always stood still, and the violent struggle accelerated its own demise.

And the hazy back in that round of waning moon is also facing the same dilemma at this moment, as soon as Venerable Min dies, there is no anchor point for him to choose at the moment, and the revival of the remnant soul is an empty talk.

Qiu Yin sword back, Song Qiu put one hand behind him, deaf to the roar of the Han Qi, only raised his head, and looked up at the cyan waning moon in the sky.

"It's just a wisp of remnant soul, and you don't retreat, do you want me to cut you off as well?"

The clothes move with the wind, the side of the body, the sharp blade hangs upside down, and the autumn chant points to the sky.

Gods are not to be blasphemed.

A tyrannical aura full of anger suddenly spread, it was the anger provoked by the ants in the eyes, and it was also the unwillingness to fail in recovery.

Just as ordinary people are unaware of the existence of essentia, this breath belonging to the ancient gods can only be felt by the transcendents, because of the violent mood fluctuations of the shadow in the moon, this breath is like a poisonous mist for the transcendents, and the transcendents who rushed here to watch the battle have held their breath and condensed, agitating their own essentia to resist the invasion of the "toxin".

The divine thought is invisible, and human nature is incomprehensible, but it can make the nearby grass and trees bow their heads and bow their eyebrows in the form of arches, as if the subjects who are prostrating are praying for the Son of Heaven to temporarily collect the thunder, and I don't know how the human beings, who claim to be the primates of all things, will feel when they see this scene.

The cause and effect of this is mostly due to the fact that these weeds and trees have not changed much over the years, and people are not the same people as when the gods were alive.

It is an established fact that the ancient gods have long since been lost in the long river of history, and even the most devout believers cannot deny it, but their powerful spirits are not so easily dissipated, but are placed somewhere in the heavens and the earth in a way that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

It is as if the ancients traveled thousands of years or even 10,000 years ago to the present, and there will inevitably be obstacles to communication, and there are many disagreements between the existence of remnant souls and the heaven and earth in this world, and the only thing in common is the source of power - essentia, so this seemingly ordinary drum and harvest, in fact, it is carried out by letting the essentia oscillate at a specific frequency.

"When the deity returns, you will be crushed and ashes."

It is also a voice that only transcendent people can hear, the sound is like three winters of ice, cold to the bone marrow.

Listening to this voice, the Moon Worship Venerable should be a cold and beautiful woman, as soon as this idea emerged, the expression on Li Qing's face suddenly became a little strange, at this time, the pollution brought by the divine thought had not yet dissipated, and his distraction almost gave the toxin a chance to take advantage of it.

In the night sky, the cyan crescent moon gradually faded, the slapstick dissipated, and the green glow was exhausted, but in a few breaths, the heaven and earth seemed to return to their former appearance.

Whether it was Fang Cai's divine thoughts or the threatening words now, they could not make Song Qiu's state of mind fluctuate in the slightest, he smiled indifferently, and pointed at Qiu Yin, several sword qi swept down, like an autumn wind blowing across the mountains and rivers, and the surrounding divine thoughts were suddenly blown away.

Looking up again, a trace of coldness flashed in Song Qiu's eyes, the enemy had retreated, and it was time to go back and deal with the details.

Detonate all the undercurrents under the Ningpu table to complete the battle.

If you don't make a move, you will kill it.

"Since you're here, let's all stay."

As soon as the words fell, the sword chant was sonorous, stirring the boundless night, Song Qiu flicked the sword twelve times in an instant, Qiu Yin was originally a spiritual sword, connected to its master's qi, and the twelve sword qi shot out in all directions like having eyes, although the power was less than one point, but it could hurt people's lives tenth.

"Seniors misunderstood ......"

"Ahh

Twelve sword qi flew through the air, and almost at the same time, eleven figures hidden in various parts of the mountains and forests had an extra blood hole between their eyebrows.

Gao Zhihuai and a group of people who followed down, looked at the figure in the sky as if they were looking at immortals and demons, and slashed their lives with a sword, and the moon sacrifice holy soul fell to Ningpu, the Venerable of Tiandu actually died in a little-known border county like Ningpu!

Although there was already a guess about the identity of that figure, but the moment the sword qi fell, the hearts of a group of people also raised their throats, and they almost forgot to breathe, and now that the dust has settled, those who died under the sword qi were all transcendents who should not have appeared in Ningpu, and they dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

And Song Qiu, since he didn't know what they were thinking, he only turned his head to look, and a sword qi also fell in the direction he was looking, but that sword qi did not take away the other party's life as he thought, and he was the only survivor among the twelve.

"It turned out to be you."

With just one glance, he already knew the situation of the place he was looking at, Song Qiu's face showed a sudden look, and there was not a trace of reminiscence in this suddenness, he walked in the void, his body was like a crane, relaxed and freehand.

"A moment at the top of the mountain."

The sound was not loud, but it clearly fell into the ears of everyone present.

Immortals invited, how dare you not obey? Although Song Qiu is not an immortal, the means he has just revealed are no different from immortals in the eyes of everyone, so although the person who said this sentence is light and light, it does have an irresistible meaning in the ears of everyone.

Not long after, on the top of the nameless mountain, Li Qing and the seven people looked at the back of the cliff, even if they had recognized their identity, they didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing the thoughts of the immortals.

In many cases, this is the case, looking at people's eyes and treating people's attitudes, all of which vary from time to time and from situation to situation.

At the right time, the heavy rain stopped, the sky seemed to have been washed, all a clear deep blue, in the deep blue, still see a few stars, the distant Ningpu County was shrouded in wordless darkness, from the surface, but also a little peaceful.

After tonight, there may be a short period of peace.

It's a pity that since the cyan waning moon faded away, tonight is no longer favored by the moonlight, and there is no reunion.

Song Qiu turned around slowly, his eyes swept over the seven people one by one, Li Qing, Gao Zhihuai, Ma Ningyuan, the two transcendents who came from Fuyong to support, the supervisor sent by the Yugoslav Alliance to Ningpu, and ...... Shen Scythe of the Moon Worship Sect.

When Song Qiu looked at everyone, Li Qing was also doing the same thing, when he rushed from the county seat to the suburbs to look at the war, the girl with exquisite makeup seemed to be lacking in interest, and now she is nowhere to be seen, and I don't know if she is one of the eleven people, or if she really didn't follow, and then luckily escaped.

"For the sake of past friendships, I won't kill you, you can go, don't go to Ningpu in the future...... Don't come to Fuyong City, this is the place where Gu Changming is in charge, and he doesn't miss the old like me. Song Qiu waved his hand, although he didn't name him, everyone knew who he was talking to.

Shen Yao's expression was complicated, he glanced at Song Qiu deeply, but he didn't run away immediately, but asked rhetorically, "What about Xiangling?" Can I go? ”

Brush!

The sword light swept over, and the mountain stone in front of Shen Yao was cut out of a deep sword mark, and he smiled bitterly and said, "I understand." After speaking, his figure flashed down the top of the mountain and quickly walked away.

A short conversation, no beginning or end, although there are many doubts in his heart, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that Song Qiu's expression is obviously not quite right, so no one dares to ask anything.

It was Song Qiu who opened his mouth to break the silence.

"I'm leaving."

There is no superfluous nonsense, maybe the current Song Qiu is what he is, and the Song Qiu, who often talks about budgeting and fishing, is just a silhouette of this transcendent person enjoying life.

"I've been in this place in Ningpu for more than ten years, and if I make a move today, I can be regarded as fulfilling my promise to the old man," Song Qiu's expression slowed slightly, "The undercurrent hidden under the table has been fully detonated, although it is a troubled time, but only in troubled times can heroes be born, you two can also give it a go, anyway, the worst, it is just the current situation." ”

Ma Ningyuan and Gao Zhihuai, these two big people who are calling for wind and rain in Ningpu, can only stand with their hands tied at the moment, and say with a wry smile that the bold words made by the two of them are certainly exciting to ordinary people, and those things they do seem to ordinary people to be bold and generous, but in the eyes of characters like Song Qiu, I am afraid that they are just small fights, and they can't do it at all.

Thinking of the past, the two of them really had mixed feelings in their hearts.

"And the two of you," Song Qiu turned to Zhou Yan and Lin Sheng, who came from Fuyong to support, "Gu Changming has indeed done something over the years, when I go back, I will say hello to your Gu team, and tell him the question from seven years ago, my answer,"

"It's not."

Two words are Song Qiu's so-called answers.

Zhou Yan and Lin Sheng both nodded yes, but they secretly said yes in their hearts, Team Gu was actually involved with this senior, but this was something they had never heard of, and they didn't blame them, although Gu Changming was easy-going and didn't put on any shows, he almost never told people about his previous things.

Zhou Yan and Lin Sheng have only been in the Fuyong Extraordinary Team for two or three years, so naturally it is impossible to know the past.

In fact, don't talk about them, even Li Qing doesn't know much about the past between Gu Changming and Song Qiu, he only knows that they were all members of the Ningpu Extraordinary Team before.

After saying this, Song Qiu waved his hand again, obviously signaling that they could leave, but at this moment, the supervisor of the Yugoslav Federation, who had been left out in the cold, suddenly cleared his throat and said:

"I wonder if the old gentleman is willing to serve the council?"

"Under ......"

"Who am I, it turned out to be a lackey of the council," Unexpectedly, Song Qiu sneered, and the politeness he had just treated Ma Ningyuan and the others suddenly disappeared,

"Get out!"