The fate of heaven and earth cuts cause and effect, and the mystery is rare for the world to know, but despite this, compared with the Tao method that can make everything in the world quiet and immovable with a sigh, in the eyes of the shallow world, it is obvious that the latter is more shocking.

Fortunately, all the people who were stationary lost the ability to think, and at this moment, the power of the spell dissipated, and everyone came back to their senses instantly, and no one saw the abnormality.

Without the terrifying power emitted by the black needle, the scene of the sky falling apart outside the mountain gate returned to silence, a female cultivator who was less than a foot away from the spatial crack, her face was full of tears in fear, she closed her eyes and waited for death, but she didn't think about the tearing power that made her tremble in the last breath, and it dissipated in the next breath, and after waiting for a while, she realized that she still had a heartbeat, she mustered up the courage to open her eyes, and her eyes were confused...... It's gone.

Not only her, but the other monks who were lucky enough to be alive were all confused, stunned in place, and some even lost all their strength, fell from a high altitude, broke their tendons and fractured, and the severe pain hit them to bring them back to their senses, but none of them wailed and screamed in pain, only the ecstasy and fear of the rest of their lives.

Farther away, wearing a white robe, Pu Yue Daoist stood alone on the huge Black Moon Warship, his eyes flashed with confusion and doubt, the scene of the sky just falling apart, even he was frightened, shocked, and thought in his heart that it was the final hole card of Fengyangmen, and was preparing to get rid of the fairy wind old man named Situ Hong and rush back to the sect to rescue.

And Situ Hong didn't mean to stop or stay, he just glanced at Yuehe Sect from a distance, and then turned around and left directly.

Pu Yue's mind was deep, although he saw some clues, but he didn't have time to think about it, when he was rushing back, there was a trance in front of him, the sky that was still fragmented just now, it was broken and reunited, leaving no trace, if it weren't for the ravines and ravines under his feet, and the cracks of thousands of feet still existed, he thought that everything just now was caused by illusion.

Pu Yuedaoren's expression gradually became gloomy, he didn't say a word, and he didn't bother to turn around and chase after Situ Hong, the old thief, and controlled the Black Moon Warship to rush to the Yuehe Sect at a thunderous speed.

Nan Songzi and Mo Yangzi are also no longer fighting, the two of them left separately, the fear and doubt in their eyes are very different, only the two Changhongs in the northeast are still chasing non-stop, as if there is a great feud between life and death, one side does not die, and the other party will never give up.

On the Moon Protection Mountain, the tens of thousands of people from the Yuehe Sect who had already been desperate and the thousands of monks who came to watch the ceremony did not notice the changes in the outside world at first, but when one person exclaimed, saying that the tide of powerful ghosts that had just been overwhelming disappeared in the blink of an eye, and tens of thousands of eyes fell on the May Peak in unison. The slender figure facing the afterglow of the setting sun sideways, although the clothes were ragged and bloodstained, there was no immortal demeanor at all, but it gave people an awe-inspiring aura from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, like an invincible bloody god of war.

For others, everything just now happened in an instant, the last breath Qiao Yuan also faced hundreds of thousands of soul tides, almost in a dead situation, the next moment, the soul tide disappeared, the black clouds dispersed, and the afterglow of the long-lost sunset could be seen.

What is despair, few people have experienced it in the past, but just now almost everyone has experienced it, I thought that I would never see the sunrise and sunset again in this life, but I didn't expect the reversal of the situation to be so sudden, it can be said to be abrupt.

Because there was no warning, the change of the scene in front of them was really incongruous, like a picture scroll slowly unfolding, cut off by someone with a horizontal knife, and what was lost in the middle was that time that they could never know.

At this moment, no one doubted that it was the young man who was exposed in blood that reversed the situation that should have destroyed the world and saved the entire Moon River Sect, as well as thousands of guests from various sects.

Duan Tiangu, Yan Chenzi and the others all breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes looking at Qiao Yuan were full of relief, and there was a trace of rare and visible awe.

They knew that this junior descendant, who could only look down on him, had truly reached the point where he could be on an equal footing with the Supreme Elder from today, or even surpassed.

The old man who led the Rihe Sect had his eyes wide open, and at the same time he had a fear from the bottom of his heart, and the clenched fists in his sleeves clenched tighter and tighter, and finally he was relieved, bowed his head and sighed lightly, with a depression on his face that could not be concealed.

"With this son in the Moon River Sect, it will be difficult to stop the momentum of soaring into the sky, and the future life is terrifying!"

There are not a few people who have such thoughts about him, especially those monks from the strong sect, the higher they put themselves, the more painful they fall, and the greater the blow, and even a few people who think very highly of themselves and want to compete with Qiao Yuan before they come, have left a lot of psychological shadows, but it can be said that if they can't get out of this level, they will be slumped from now on.

What is a deterrent, no matter how much Nan Songzi and the others arranged before, I am afraid that the figure standing tall on the top of the forbidden array tower will not be seen immediately.

Li Jiang, who was carrying two knives and one knife on his waist, did not have much change in his expression from beginning to end, even when he was just facing a desperate situation and most people thought that he would definitely die, he only clenched the handle of the knife on his waist, and did not show any despair and resignation.

In his cognition, only the sword in his hand can control his own destiny, not anyone else, not heaven and earth.

It's just that when everything was resolved by the only opponent he recognized, Li Jiang suddenly clenched the handle of the knife, and before the knife was unsheathed, it sounded like a sharp knife that cut through the silver bottle, and with the astonishing battle intent, it immediately caused the bluestone and jade bricks on the ground to appear like spider webs.

Some monks who were not far from him felt the fighting intent, heard the piercing sound of the knife, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly retreated a hundred zhang away without thinking, looking at the young swordsman with a strange appearance and a strange temper, with some inexplicable fear.

Duan Tiangu frowned, but before he could make his next move, Su Zhen on the side smiled calmly, walked in front of Lijiang, and said a few words of dissuasion.

Duan Tiangu didn't know the relationship between Li Jiang and Qiao Yuan, but Su Zhen knew that the two of them were enemies and friends with each other, and they cherished each other.

Not far away, Qinglian glanced at Lijiang, and looked up again at the blood-clothed young man who looked into the distance, I don't know if he was looking at the clouds or looking at people, his expression was extremely complicated, until this moment, her pure and muddy heart finally understood why the palace master, who had always been the most contemptuous of men and women, would never forget him.

No matter what danger he is in, there is always a mountain-like back in front of him worthy of reliance, how can such a man not be worthy of a woman's life.

Qiao Yuan sighed lightly, retracted his gaze from afar, turned to look at the familiar face that was already in tears and looked at him stupidly, smiled and stretched out his hand, and said softly.

"Don't cry, I'm not fine. ”