What's above the clouds? Is it a blue sky, or is it clouds?

What is above the moon? Is there a person living there? Or is it as silent as stagnant water?

What about the starry sky, and why does it exist......

This is what mortals want to know.

Because they are small, they have awe and imagination for the vast starry sky.

Some people believe that the sky is square, the earth is round, and the sky full of stars and the sun are covered in the middle of the earth. It is also believed that there are continents beyond the Central Continent, which, like the stars, are all round, and everything revolves around this planet. There are also people who believe that it is the planet that revolves around the solar sun.

Maybe someone is wrong, or maybe they are right, but that's just an illusion. Still no one knows what that vast starry sky is.

What is above the clouds, someone still knows.

There were no clouds, the sky was clear, there was no wind blowing, and it was quiet.

There were no clouds, just a long red cloth, floating there, no wind, but still no wind automatically!

A group of people sat cross-legged on the red cloth, staring intently at a bronze mirror.

The red cloth flickered like lightning, splitting the sky.

Below was a dark darkness with a silvery glow.

Suddenly, a huge roar resounded through the heavens below!

It was a dark cloud, and it was raining heavily, and above the dark cloud, it was a clear day.

This thunderclap reverberated through the heavens and the earth! However, it did not alarm those sitting on the red cloth.

They just looked at the mirror, not knowing what they were thinking.

The thunder passed, and calm returned.

"It's not fair. ”

A voice finally rang out, it was a woman dressed in black.

Her surname is Yan, and she is the ruling elder of Zixia Peak.

She looked at the bronze mirror, saw the young man, and couldn't help but speak.

"There's nothing unfair about it, it's just that you're not as good as others. A retort also sounded at that moment.

Elder Yan glanced at the man with a frown, shook his head and said nothing. The atmosphere also became awkward at this time.

That sentence is a man and woman in a Taoist robe, her posture is full and gorgeous. It was the Great Elder Long Feng Yu.

Her tone was serious, and it was not contemptuous or insulting. But I really feel that there is too much difference.

The boy was perhaps a true prodigy, strong among the younger generation, and even defeated his own apprentice with one move.

But he met the man, the sword.

And the boy is obviously inferior to the girl.

The sword was unsheathed, so she felt fair.

Lou Ming didn't say anything, just glanced at her, and then looked at the mirror, the picture of the water balloon landing.

Everybody looked at the picture.

Long Fengyu sneered, it seemed that he was going to score the result with one blow, and the young man was bound to lose.

Liu Yuxin has not woken up yet, which makes her a little disgusted with this young man. Today, I am very happy to have such a result.

How do you feel when someone else's calamity has befallen you?

Long Fengyu thought so in his heart, and suddenly, his face changed.

She saw the wooden sword trembling, and everything around her trembled.

A blue light so dazzling in the wind and snow, is it a guiding light in the night, or is it the Big Dipper in the starry sky?

A Tai Chi pattern is so eye-catching!

All around was the sound of heavy breathing, and the sound of surprise.

"Xuanyi has no appearance?"

Lou Ming stood up suddenly, and her heart was shocked, she had never taught Jiang Yue this style, who gave it to him?

Not only her, but even the other elders stood up suddenly!

Xuan Yi has no phase, and it is the most domineering move among the several great masters of Pure Yang.

To hurt others is to hurt oneself.

Very few people can learn this trick when they enter the Three Voids, and among the disciples of Zixia Peak in this generation, none of them can.

Now, however, someone has come out.

The Tai Chi pattern grew larger and larger, but the elders still noticed something.

The wooden sword began to shatter.

Rotten wood is finally under that pressure.

Long Fengyu looked up and looked into the mirror, the young man took off his mask, saw that face, and thought of all these things, it turned out that the apprentice he loved was not hurting the hands of others, but with himself.

She smiled wryly.

"It's unfair. Another voice rang out.

All the elders looked at each other in surprise, and even Long Fengyu was stunned.

This sentence was not said by others, it was Liu Changtian, who had been silent.

"She's my disciple, so it's not fair. The sword is not unsheathed, but it drives the response of the avenue, which is even more unfair. ”

Liu Changtian said very calmly, but the hearts of others were turbulent.

No one thought that when the head of the throne would say these words, he would be inclined to others rather than his only disciple.

"Elder Lou, what about him?"

Who is he? Many people don't understand, but Lou Ming still understands.

The sword has a spirit, and it should be honored as a person.

"He's here. ”

Rumble!

Suddenly, there were bursts of silver light below, like a brewed wine, the longer it became stronger.

Finally, a thick thunderbolt broke through the sky and fell towards the world!

With the power of heaven, it is bound to be punished by criminal law!

......

......

A drop of ink, faster than thunder, drips down.

If the ink drip into the lake, it will be stained with clear water and a cloudy patch.

The drop of ink in the sky is finally coming to earth.

Ye Qianhui seemed to notice something, looked up at the sky, and the iceberg was finally moved.

Everyone present looked upwards.

That drop of ink broke through the sky and dyed the dark clouds deeper.

The ink has passed, and it has become even darker!

The sun, which was obscured by dark clouds, seemed to be blackened as well.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to sink. The dark clouds were driven and pressed downward!

An ink-colored Tai Chi pattern appeared in the sky, slowly turning.

stirred up the wind and rain, and dyed the world black.

It's like the end of the world!

The sky was black, but the ink-colored Taiji diagram was still so conspicuous.

The Tai Chi pattern spun rapidly, and the ink dripped faster.

Layer upon layer, faster!

That's the speed that surpasses the world!

In people's pupils, the ink gradually expands.

I saw it clearly, and it was clearly reflected in the pupils.

It was an inky sword.

Come with a roar!

Finally fell, landed in front of him!

The sword was shaking violently, like an old friend who had met for many years.

So joyful, so jubilant!

In the world at this moment, there is only pitch-black ink, and that dark blue!

Jiang Yue's hands were trembling, it was exhaustion. The face under the mask was still expressionless.

But his heart was beating violently at the moment!

A familiar feeling rose from the depths of my heart. It's really like an old friend I haven't seen in years.

He laughed and stretched out his hand with difficulty.

It's closer, and the distance between one person and one sword is gradually getting closer!

Suddenly, the ink sword let out a sword roar and floated towards the hand.

He held the sword as if he were holding the hand of an old friend.

The sword trembled even more, and the heart beat faster.

It was raining black, and the world was getting deeper.

Jiang Yue suddenly felt that the true qi in her body was unprecedentedly abundant, and the sea of qi began to surge, rushing into huge waves.

He didn't put his senses into his body, but he could feel the sea of qi in the third field, and it began to rise rapidly.

The final sea of qi was finally formed, and it was a vast lake.

On the lake, a pale green bead, glowing with a faint light, a trace of true qi is complex and intertwined, flowing into the bead, even brighter.

He suddenly felt a strong sense of self-confidence. Because of the partners who fight side by side.

So confident!

In the dark, Ye Qianhui stared at the ink sword.

She had never seen this sword, but she could make the sword in her hand have a strong fighting intent, what kind of sword was it.

Not only her, but many people were staring at the sword.

Nine heavens fall, driving celestial phenomena, what kind of sword is this?

Bai Luo and Yinping gasped and exclaimed in unison.

"Shadow!"

Scattered flowers fall into the water to give birth to the waning moon, and the ink pen is shadowed to break the sunset.

One of the Seven Great Swords of Pure Yang, the Painted Shadow Sword!

"Forget the peak, Li Fu's sword!" Someone outside the arena finally recognized the sword.

Thundered!

The thunder finally fell.

Ye Qianhui lay on the hilt of the sword with both hands, the long sword was facing the sky, and Yuyan was even colder at this moment!

Rumble!

Another thunderbolt!

"Tianwei is panicking, and the world is in all directions. Turning thunder into thunder with a sword and ruling the world. ”

Thunder fell, and the sound of thunder reverberated in all directions.

The sound fell to the ears of the people, and the heartbeat beat with the frequency of the thunder.

Many disciples who had cultivated to a weaker level turned pale at the sound of thunder.

Chen Nian frowned, stretched out his hand and waved it to the outfield, and the thunder was erased in this wave.

Only the thunder flickered in the barrier!

Some of the disciples gasped for breath, recovered, and looked over one after another.

Some disciples who had cultivated to a high level finally saw something, and their hearts were shocked.

"Heaven and Earth are infinite!This is Heaven and Earth Infinity!" Li Muhan exclaimed.

First there is the Pure Yang Peerless Learning, and then there is the Supreme Law to determine the present world, how can this not be shocking!

Among this generation of pure Yang disciples, only Chaoyang Peak Mu Yunbai is left who has realized this style!

Everyone looked there, including those who were competing.

It seems that this competition is only for those two people, and all the glory is there.

Suddenly, a dragon roared from within the barrier!

A thunder dragon appears in the world, with endless thunder, galloping and the world!

"This..."Chen Nian was slightly startled, this thunder turned out to be a living being, turning into a thunder dragon. This is something that is rare in the Pure Yang Palace, even the former Li Fu and the current Mu Yunbai can't do it!

At this moment, the thunder dragon roared, stirring up thunder in all directions and rushing forward!

Jiang Yue had been standing there, facing the thunder dragon, and instead of dodging, he clenched his sword and struck it horizontally.

The sword began to tremble, and an inky light lit up from the blade.

The Taiji patterns engraved on the sword also worked, and one by one the ink-colored Taiji diagrams came out naturally, from slow to fast, from virtual to solid, and floated to the front.

Layer upon layer, it rotates rapidly for dozens of turns, and suddenly stands still.

The inky light rose again, and the Tai Chi patterns actually merged together, forming a huge pattern, bursting out with black and white light!

Did the hand drive the sword, or did the sword drive the person?

The shadow is a little forward, the sword rises and falls, and the wind naturally rises.

The huge Tai Chi pattern is heading towards the thunder dragon!

The thunder dragon roared angrily and came with thunder from all directions!