With just one glance, the third uncle hurried away in that direction, he blocked Chu Mu for a while, but he couldn't stop him for a while, and after a few years, this started again, and the time was even more ripe.

The disciples of the Rotten Camel Mountain who were sealed and cultivated could only follow quickly, and at the same time, he was worried, and looked back from time to time to see if the experience given by the master was too difficult.

At the same time, knights or civilians, masters or soldiers, almost simultaneously noticed the situation in the sky above.

"Isn't it, it's going to rain?" The battle situation is still unclear, and most of the people are waiting at home in fear.

At this time, everyone looked out through the window and said their thoughts.

"Somehow, I don't think it's a good thing. ”

"Harm, isn't it just a change of sky, I only hope that the city gate can be guarded now. ”

Backfiring is the main theme of the world, and with these few words, the battlefield on the head of the city began to fall almost one-sidedly, and it was not far from breaking the city.

It can be seen that Chu Mu's big array is always a minority, but there are always people who don't want to see him succeed, especially these people who are surrounding at this moment.

From the end of the alley, at the corner, on the roof, at the same time, he flew down, straight to the center of the array.

For a while, there were countless people in all directions, and the remaining two Taoist priests suddenly sank to the bottom.

No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand so many people.

What I didn't count this time was that the owner would appear in the center of this battlefield.

When the two of them and these people got into hand, their hearts were even cooler, and there were people from the Demon Sect and Little Lotus, where is this still a rabble, it is completely a 'dragon and snake mixture'.

But the great array has reached the most critical moment, and the years of planning can not be ruined in one fell swoop, even if it is desperate, it has to be delayed.

The explosion of war directly caused the ground around to sink a little.

But he still tried his best to control the destructive power on the periphery.

The Ling Flags raised in mid-air began to fly in a staggered manner, Chu Mu raised his hands high, and put them together above his head, and the seven Ling Flags flew into the sky in the direction of his fingers, and the entire large array was covered with a layer of red light.

It looked a little weirder, and even Chu Mu in the center of the big array felt a little more indescribable.

It was this opportunity, Liu Yuan felt that it was time, and the whole person flew up from the roof, and his palm was raised high above his head, and all the years of cultivation and sharpening were gathered into this knife.

- Straight to the point.

It is still the first sword of the Mountain Desolation Sword Technique, and it is also the first sword he has refined to the peak of the realm.

As soon as the knife came out, a strange fragrance appeared, as if it had cut off a mountain.

The fiery red sword slashed directly at the top of Chu Mu's head.

As Liu Yuan expected, Chu Mu at this time was indeed at a very critical moment, not to mention fighting back, even if he couldn't shoot at the moment, the latter's eyes were fixed on this knife, and his eyebrows were raised, revealing a bit of surprise.

Maybe I didn't expect the person who attacked to be Liu Yuan, or maybe I didn't expect this knife skill to be so profound.

Obviously, no matter what you think, this knife has arrived.

A blinding light exploded from the center, and everyone nearby was temporarily blinded.

After that, there was a thunderous roar, and Liu Yuan, who was in the center, felt that his knife was not splitting the mountain but opening the sky, his eyes flowed blood-red tears, and the hands holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.

In an instant, he understood why Chu Mu stood motionless so firmly, it turned out that this large array itself was not paper-paste, and its strength was something Liu Yuan did not expect.

After the flash of white light, it can be seen that the seven Ling Flags are spinning wildly, and the speed is so fast that it becomes seven balls.

But even so, Liu Yuan didn't give up, he felt that he had touched the limit of this formation.

With the strength of that rebound, Liu Yuan's entire upside-down person slashed back again.

A knife is picturesque, and a knife is cloudy and rainy...... A knife is wasteland, and a knife is unprecedented......

The Mountain Desolate Knife Technique was used by Liu Yuan to the extreme at this moment, and the swords were all slashed on the formation.

"Even if it's really heaven, you can open it for me!" Liu Yuan roared, and a heavy knife fell, and the poverty was extinct!

Under such a fierce attack like a wave, Liu Yuan even felt that the entire right half of his body was not his own, numbness and soreness, accompanied by a tearing sensation, made him extremely uncomfortable.

The effect was also obvious, the seven order flags swayed, and Chu Mu's face in the center of the formation was very bleak, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still crazy.

And just above him, the gray sky seemed to be discolored, converging into a gray pillar of smoke, converging towards Chu Mu's heavenly spirits.

"Hahaha, years of planning, a success, you can't stop me, you can't stop me haha. Chu Mu laughed out loud.

Unwillingly, Liu Yuan's eyes also began to become crazy, and in a state of madness, the three thousand Dao Zang of the Dao Sect that he had browsed actually appeared in his mind.

These things were originally in his mind, and he was just afraid of going crazy, so he deliberately forgot about them, but when they reappeared at this time, Liu Yuan no longer had any discomfort, and some were just a kind of enlightenment, a kind of understanding.

After that, there was a golden villain wielding an invisible knife in his mind, and the demonstration was the Mountain Desolation Knife Technique.

Each style is so clear, and it has long been understood by Liu Yuan.

And after all of them passed, Liu Yuan's eyes lit up with flames, and a flame rushed up to the blade, this fire was orange and red, but there was no temperature, it just wrapped 'Clear' in the center.

"The heart is on fire, the prairie is on fire!" Liu Yuan slashed down again.

This flame did not have any temperature, but it exploded to the extreme.

Click-

With the sound of the eggshell shattering, the seven order flags stopped spinning, and the gray pillar of smoke connecting the sky and Chu Mu broke from it.

Chu Mu, who was in the center, flew out with a bang and slammed into the city wall.

The shattered wall bricks and rocks completely buried Chu Mu's body.

In the same way, Liu Yuan was not comfortable, when the breath in his chest disappeared, the pain in his body was magnified by a hundred and ten times.

Falling from the air to the round platform, Liu Yuan barely stood with a pestle in one hand.

He could hear the small thumping sound inside him, like a twig thrown into a fire, and he felt like every cell of himself had exploded.

Being able to have the last knife is beyond the upper limit of Liu Yuan's strength, and with it comes the side effect of burning potential.

Perhaps, I have to spend the second half of my life in a wheelchair, Liu Yuan thought with a wry smile, but he didn't regret it.

He was tired, so tired, his eyelids became heavy, as if he was about to pass out, and his body slowly fell backwards.

But he did not fall on the hard round platform, but was gently supported by the palm that had been broad.

Liu Yuan recovered a little in surprise, turned his head and saw the third uncle looking at him with a smile.

Hey, it seems that it hurt his brain, and even hallucinations appeared, Liu Yuan thought to himself.

Seeing Liu Yuan's thoughts at a glance, the third uncle tapped on his forehead: "Fool, your third uncle and I are alive and well." ”

"I'll go, live!" Liu Yuan exclaimed.

"Hahaha, the year before the scourge, I can't die if you die. The third uncle's laughter was still so hearty.

The uncle and nephew were chatting, and the mountain stone under the city wall moved, and with one hand, the stone was picked up, and Chu Mu staggered out.

Liu Yuan was about to stand up when he was startled, but he was gently held down by the third uncle, shook his head and sighed: "Those who can't survive will die from the Heavenly Dao." ”

......

Five years later. On the bustling Zhongzhi Avenue in Beijing, the sound of firecrackers in front of an inn rang out, the traffic in front of the door was crowded, and the visitors were endless, and the signboard above the head was the first in the world.

"The signature boiled fish is three servings. Zheng Dongxi shouted.

Liu Yuan, who was wearing a red brocade robe, yawned and walked down the stairs, smiling with a group of princes and princesses, including Miss Xia Lingling and Zhou Xiangwen.

After all, the battle did not allow the Pingding King to succeed, and it was all supported by Xia Lingling, and a few disciples of Rotten Camel Mountain secretly contributed.

However, the war still lasted for a few years, until it stabilized, and it still maintained the pattern of three parts of the world, the Xia family royal and Chai Tingshan Chai general.

How many of these changes, Liu Yuan didn't pay attention to it anymore, after the First World War, he survived under the hands of the medical saint, and he just wanted to open an inn, no, there is now the capital.

As for the years of planning, according to the Ziwei Mountain Floating Catalogue, Chu Mu, who provoked wars, disrupted the heavens, and tried in vain to use the lives of the people in the world to achieve his ascension, has become history.

A pair of twin sisters in the back kitchen were busy in full swing, Pei Jiao took a small horse and sat in the courtyard, watching a little boy jumping around.

The door of the backyard faced the small street, and there was a Taoist priest sitting in front of him, with the white fan of the ten trigrams and nine spirits in his hand.

"The third master in the world, just dead?" said a girl with a bit of a look, looking at the old Taoist priest in disbelief.

"No, I can't brag about it. The third uncle smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Phew, old liar. The woman pulled her hand out of the other's hand, turned and left.

"Girl, I haven't finished reading the palmistry. The third uncle shouted at his back, and the girl walked faster.

Seeing the girl walking away, the third uncle didn't shout anymore, but just looked up at the clear blue sky and muttered in a low voice:

"The third master in the world is only 'the world' after all. ”

"Since ancient times, the will of heaven is unpredictable and unpredictable. ”

The third uncle's eyes fell on the word 'nine' of the ten hexagrams and nine spirits, revealing a meaningful smile.