Through the nested space, Jiang Luo fell into a deep nothingness, and space and time lost their meaning in this chaos.

No one knows how long it has been, Xu is a moment, Xu is countless epochs, the first light suddenly appeared in the void, followed by countless points of light, like flowers blooming in spring, like torches lit on time in the silent night.

Jiang Luo's heart had an inexplicable stability, and he slowly opened his eyes, and his dark pupils reflected the galaxy that had gathered together at some point.

"The three emperors set the country, the five emperors opened the territory, how can the descendants of the Jiang family become beggars?"

The void trembled, the angry shouts were like thunder, and the dazzling Milky Way dispersed into a stream of fireflies, and then turned into a pair of starry eyes.

"No wonder, no wonder, that's the case, there is a certainty. ”

"Child, you are the last light, grow up as soon as possible, grow up as soon as possible......"

The murmur was filled with sorrow, and the starry eyes poured into Jiang Luo's body like a tide, and in a moment, the seven hundred and twenty points opened at the same time, and countless starlight were hidden.

"Study hard, study hard......"

The mysterious and mysterious Dao Sutra was reflected in Jiang Luo's sea of knowledge, and the spiritual power in his body dissipated uncontrollably.

Jiang Luo instinctively followed the Tao Sutra to carry the aura, as if he was in the warm autumn sun, in the arms of his mother, comfortable and calm, his thoughts were open, and he was selfless.

The bright and flawless moon has dispersed, the surging fog has collapsed, Kunlun Mountain is barren and dead, and the noon sun is extremely hot, as if everything on the earth is steaming and cooking.

Guo Xiaowan squinted at the blue sky and white clouds that she had been thinking about for thousands of years, the corners of her lips couldn't stop rising, the sky in Kunlun was still so beautiful, she really wanted to lie on the grass of Qianling Peak to bask in the sun, and she really wanted to wait for dusk to pester her master to tell stories......

Memories are like old wine, the more cellared the more fragrant, Guo Xiaowan has been indulging in memories for a long time, if there is no pungent smell of scorched earth, maybe she will always be immersed in it.

The beautiful eyes swept over the mountains, the corner of the Dongshan trail that I had played hide and seek in my childhood was shattered, the Xishan trail that was once full of white camellia was gone, the candle dragon was there, and the young patriarch who was mourning the old and dying was also there.

Qianling Peak fell to the dust, and the five peaks above the clouds were extremely unsightly in comparison.

Guo Xiaowan couldn't help frowning lightly, raised her finger to Ling Xiaofeng, the ghost qi surged, and the emerald green line of fire went straight into the sky, which was the beginning of Kunlun Immortal Gate, and it should also be the end of Kunlun Immortal Gate.

The wind and clouds surged, and the sword light in front of Qiongxiao Peak was shining, like a waterfall hanging from the sky, easily submerging the blue line of fire.

The crane-haired old man stepped out of the void, dressed in white, with a red long sword hanging from his side, sharp like autumn water, sonorous sword groaning, and the red pattern on the sword body was exactly the same as the flower on the other side.

Qian Lingzi looked at the stubborn hard-working man, smiled, and said loudly: "Settlement, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, can the three-way immortal sword be repaid?"

"Qianlingzi, time has passed, things are people, can't you still let go of the things of the past?"

"Let it go, for an outcast who broke his sword and went out of the mountain gate, the master who raised me as an adult died, his newlywed wife also died, the one who loved me died, the one I loved also died, and only one of the nine thousand disciples of Qianling Peak survived me, how do you want me to let go?"

Qian Lingzi roared at Shen Lower, turned his hand and threw the Yin Congenital Fetal Poison into the void, the candle dragon squinted his eyes vigilantly, and the Yin Congenital Fetal Poison was fixed in mid-air, and it was not to be sprinkled and corrupted by the formless and qualitative time.

"Qianlingzi, this is my prey, you'd better not cross the line!"

"The years are ruthless, the most terrible is always time, Candle Dragon senior, sorry. Qian Lingzi clenched his fists and bowed, looking up at the settlement of the dome, causing the Gu worm to break through the air.

Shen Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly, and before he could urge the Santu Immortal Sword Gu Worm to suddenly turn into the appearance of a thousand spirit sons, his right palm slapped out, and the surging demon fire pierced through Shen Zhen's chest and abdomen, and the sword fairy snorted and fell into the mountains, his white clothes were scribbled by ashes, and his breath became more and more dim.

Gu Demon Qianlingzi laughed recklessly, his figure flashed in an instant, and the next moment appeared on Guo Xiaowan's side, this is his plan for hundreds of years, although there are countless branches, but in the end he got what he wanted, Kunlun perished, overnight.

Xuan Wudao looked at Luoyang, appeared in front of Qian Lingzi, stared at the old figure in front of him, the battle intent in his eyes was like fire, and he really wanted to understand this wonderful technique that was second only to Tibetan swordsmanship.

"Humans, ghosts, demons, the trinity, one gas and three clears, a thousand spirits, the heroes of the world have underestimated you!"

"Qu Feng, the three of you are entangled in Luoyang, Qu Zhen, you twenty-four people bring all the hands of the group of local chickens and dogs to block it, Kunlun is ours, and no one else is allowed to touch it!"

"Command!"

"Command!"

With two shouts, the three Opals jumped towards the mountain road, and the three disciples of Qianling Mountain and the other three sects spoke at the same time, rising up with the twenty-four elders in the sky, facing the large and small forces that were gradually approaching, urging the insect Gu magic weapon, and fighting in one place.

"Master Xuanmeng, please!"

Qian Lingzi retracted his gaze from the sky, hugged his fist, and dodged to attack Xuan Wudao, the human body, the demon body, and Guo Xiaowan moved at the same time, heart to heart, although the realm was different from Xuan Wudao two layers of heaven, but it did not fall for a while.

The three opals fell into the mountains, Qu Feng stared at Luoyang from afar, turned his hand and took out the poison-soaked crossbow, and recruited thousands of insects as soldiers.

Wu Ke landed behind the ethereal bird, his palm trembled slightly, and he sprinkled the ice blades in the sky.

Opal slowly lifted the forging hammer, and the lines on the black forging hammer surged, like lava, and the fire clouds surged, the heat wave rolled, and the two or three nearby rocks were instantly burned into nothingness.

Luoyang squinted at the ice blades in the sky, his body flashed, the sky was in the sky in the last moment, and the mountains in the next moment, the scorching fire clouds dispersed into flowing flames, Opal held the forging hammer and took a few steps backwards, and a three-flower behind him scattered into streamers.

"You've been keeping your hand?"

"Fiction is real, reality is virtual, what can be shown cannot, use it and show it without it. ”

Luoyang lightly pulled the sword flower, the wind rose, two or three remnants of grass broke the remnant image, the wind looked around the mountains, and suddenly raised its head in silence, and the three flowers behind Wu Ke broke one more.

"Bastard!"

Before the words fell, the brilliant sword light slashed through the void, the wind attracted hundreds of insects to block in front of him, the weak sword light quietly dissipated, and the sharp heavenly sword really penetrated the chest.

The people and flowers are silent, and the wind turns around in horror to look, and there is scorched earth as far as the eye can see, the wilderness is empty, and people are like ghosts.

"Are you looking for me?"

Luoyang's voice came from behind, Qu Feng raised his hand to put the repeater on his shoulder, and buttoned his hair one after another, and a row of crossbow arrows all missed.

The heavenly sword slashed and stabbed, and the three flowers of the wind were extinguished, and before he could return to his senses, the extreme sword light rose into the air, and a sword slashed his head.

"Flame Breath!"

"Purple Sky Thunder!"

Fireworks and thunder swept through the void, but Luoyang had long since disappeared, the ethereal bird let out a mournful roar, and Luoyang broke through the bird's belly and rushed into the sky.

The water wattle whip waved, rolling up a hundred zhang of cold wind to block the void, Wu Ke crushed the talisman and rushed to Opal's side, his face was pale, and it was difficult to dispel the shock.

"Look, this kid is very deceitful!"

"What a demon, just like Qi Tianxiang, the grandmaster killed Sanhua ......"

A sword groan came from the sky between the two of them, and hundreds of sword lights fell into the sky, forcing the two to retreat back and forth, and in an instant, Luoyang stabbed out three swords in a row, directly killing Wu Ke on the way to escape.

"Idiot, how can anyone run away with his back to the enemy?"

Before the sound fell, the heavenly sword broke through the air, Opal looked at Luoyang a hundred steps away, took out the array disk to block behind his back, wrapped his palm with fire clouds, and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword after avoiding the blade of the sword.

The plain white sword qi burst into full bloom, blasting out a deep pit between the two of them in the mountains, and the heavenly sword turned back to Luoyang's side, humming gently, as if it meant to flatter.

"Good. ”

Luoyang stroked the Heavenly Sword lightly, turned to look at the heroes in the mountains, and said coldly: "Who else wants to continue to do it, I will accompany him to the end!"

The "heroes" bowed their heads, and no one dared to face such a sword blade.

Bai Su clenched the spirit sword unwillingly, gritted his teeth and roared: "Brothers, he is very strong, he will die if he escapes, and there may be a glimmer of life together." ”

"Those who abandon the sword and leave the mountain, they are not to blame for the past, and those who are obsessed and do not understand will be punished even if they are far away!"

The words fell, and Luoyang appeared behind Bai Su like a ghost, piercing his heart with a sword.

Bai Su fell weakly, the "group of heroes" scattered as birds and beasts, and they rose in the sky without looking back, and a few seriously injured cultivators were knocked down from the clouds without paying attention and fell to their deaths.

The drum horn suddenly passed in the sky, Xuan Wudao turned his palm into a fist, and a punch blasted out, and all three bodies of Qian Lingzi flew back, the corners of his lips dripped bright red, and he looked weakly at the thin scholar who stood in the air.

"Have you had a good time?"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, your gasification Sanqing is very good!"

Xuan Wudao laughed and returned to the Xianzhou, reached out and grabbed it, and brought Bai Su, who was surrounded by phoenix fire, back to the boat, smiled at Luoyang, turned around and shouted softly, "The Xianmeng belongs, board the boat, and return!"

The treasure glow rendered the dome, and the fairy boat that shaded the sunlight gradually faded away, and the scholar in a plain white nightgown walked out of the cabin, sleepy-eyed, looking at the stubborn young man in the mountains from afar, and said with a smile: "Alliance leader, you are still merciful." ”

"Hahaha, I really can't refuse Li Qinyue's proposal, I have endured it for thousands of years, I don't want the Immortal Alliance to become the next Kunlun. ”

"Actually, we can take this opportunity to bring him back to the Immortal Alliance. ”

"You didn't face his sword, so you don't understand his determination, if I don't retreat, he will inevitably kill himself on the spot, die with a sword, either I retreat or he dies. ”

"It's a real person, although it's not very old......

The scholar smiled and waved his hand to Luoyang, I don't know what year I will see you next time, maybe it is far away, maybe it is very close.

"People in the inside, it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, and ...... is false"

The scholar muttered softly, the young man's figure gradually disappeared, and Kunlun Mountain also turned into a small black dot.