Rewind the time to the previous moment, when Zhong Lirui rescued his master Li Yizhi, another person stood in front of Jing Lingzi, blocking his aura that spread to the hall. The www.biquge.info reason why this person can do this is because he is the Tiger of Shushan, and he is the only man who has entered the supreme realm of self-supremacy. Solitude is the most powerful aura, so it can seal the control of the qi machine by the pure void son.

The latter smiled at the corners of his mouth, the folding fan shook gently, and the black rose on his chest bloomed and closed with the swaying of the folding fan, which was unpredictable.

"Are you ......" Jing Lingzi asked, the smile on the corner of his mouth was the same as the current Chaohua Peak, with a trace of disdain in his gentleness, and a hint of mockery in his modesty, Chaohua Peak is probably the only branch that has not changed in a thousand years.

"The younger generation Yun Lie, the junior brother of the real person in charge, nicknamed the Tiger of Shushan. "Uncle Yun saluted respectfully to his ancestor, the other party's seniority was much higher than him, and he deserved this great gift.

"I also said that on the main peak, there was only one person, Li Yi, who was originally taken away. He wants to bear all the sins and troubles alone. Jing Lingzi sneered.

"Senior brother is a deep person, with a hundred rivers in his heart, dedicated to Shushan, for his subordinates, and is a person who is admired by my generation. Yun Lie said calmly. This incident made him have a big change in his opinion of Li Yizhi. People who are kind and kind on weekdays often show hideous faces at critical moments, but people who are as cold as dry wells on weekdays often have compassion in their hearts. If you don't see the critical moment, you will never see the hearts of the people, and by the time you do, it will be too late.

The gap between Yun Lie and Li Yizhi had been planted many years ago, otherwise there would not have been an empty cave left on the top of Nanshan Mountain to preserve his beloved. But through today's incident, Yun Lie, the tiger of Shu Mountain, was completely convinced, and finally truly agreed with Master Xiang Haoyang's choice in his heart - this majestic Shu Mountain, only Li Yizhi is the most suitable. Only the man who silently carries everything can stabilize the emotions of Zhufeng and maintain the normal operation of Shushan under the condition that the master has been in retreat for 30 years, and only his forbearance and responsibility can do it.

Yun Lie is a person whose eyes are above the top, and his addiction to spirits is due to the effect of double blows, one is the departure of his beloved, and the other is that his most beloved master, Xiang Haoyang's famous brother Li Yizhi, took care of the affairs on the mountain on his behalf when he was in retreat, and temporarily took the position of head of the teaching.

These two things hit him equally hard, making Yun Lie, who had always been above the top, dissatisfied, he had never put his thoughts on others, and because of the master's kindness, it was not easy to attack, so he could only be willing to fall into decadence. It wasn't until the death of his master eleven years ago that he completely awakened his desire to compete for the position of head of the sect, and since then he has acted in secret and operated silently, hoping to one day obtain what should be his own.

This idea has never changed, and until today, seeing Li Yizhi's response under the catastrophe and seeing the righteousness in his heart, he was finally relieved. Shu Mountain at the foot, no one respects and loves him more than Senior Brother. Li Yizhi has never been married in his life, and he has no one he likes, he regards Shushan as his partner.

The Tiger of Shushan understood everything, saw everything clearly, strengthened his Dao heart, and found his former self, so he was unprecedentedly powerful, and even sealed the control of the Qi by the Pure Spirit Son without completely activating the realm of self-esteem.

In the last battle between good and evil, Uncle Yun was the most dazzling one of the younger generation, shining brightly, whether it was prestige or merit, he was above Li Yizhi, and his master Xiang Haoyang once commented on Uncle Yun's qualifications in front of everyone was even higher than Li Yizhi.

The wasted time was gradually recovered as the curtain of history was opened again. Uncle Yun is becoming more and more courageous and confident, he is no longer forbearing, no longer hesitating, no longer decadent, and has found his own way. That's right, he just wants heaven and earth, supreme and invincible. He's just going to be self-exalted.

A powerful aura rose from Uncle Yun's body, and the Six Peaks Peak Lord, whose eyes were attracted by Zhongli, looked out of the hall at the same time, his legs trembled, and he desperately moved closer to the ground, and he couldn't do it thousands of times by raising his chest and raising his head. When that momentum rises, everyone can only bow down, because he is the only one, the heaven and the earth, and he does not look at everything.

There is a sharp contrast between Uncle Yun's solipsism and the goodness of the master's teaching, and the Lord of the Six Peaks has never been panicked, who would have thought that within one day, there would be two people on the main peak who would make them have no chance of winning, and they would be out of reach.

Even Ming Xuzi was surprised and asked, "That person came with you, and he is also from the main peak?"

Zhongli replied: "He is my senior uncle, the junior brother of the head of the sect, Yun Lie, the tiger of Shu Mountain, who once entered the demon cave of Kunlun Mountain in the last battle between good and evil. ”

Ming Xuozi's eyes narrowed, and he sighed: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the main peak has produced these talents, which shows the dignity of the teacher." Although I resented Aoyama, I had to admire his methods of educating the disciples. ”

"The prestige of the ancestor of Qingshan is gracious, and he has single-handedly laid the foundation of Shushan, and we are all standing on the shoulders of giants, so we can see further. ”

"It's not easy for you to say this, come on, it's been delayed long enough to end this history. ”

"Offended, Master. ”

Zhong Lirui's body was glowing with dots of fluorescence, and if Shao Baiyu was present, he would have recognized that these fluorescent particles were the starlight he had found under the ancient tree, and they were the products left over from the Dao technique of reversing the world.

The Transfiguration that shrouded him faded away, and he began to grow taller, his hair longer and whiter, and his face was covered with age spots and mottled and broken scales, looking hideous and terrifying. Those who should have slept have already slept, and those who have not slept have already known the abnormalities on his body, and there is no need for him to hide it anymore, he must use all his strength to maintain the dignity of Shushan and the Tao in the master's heart.

As the obsessive state of mind was finally relieved, the power to reverse the universe produced incredible changes in his body, and he quietly devoured the other two forces, combing and repairing Zhongli's eight veins.

A steady stream of power poured out, Zhong Lirui felt the power surging in his fingertips, and understood the mystery: "It turns out that only with the intention of reversing the situation can you truly control this violent force." ”

Zhong Lirui is extremely smart, and can endure hardships, he has been in retreat for eleven years, even longer than his master, relying on his own ingenuity, he has already broken through the bottleneck of the realm. However, the mind did not mature together. So that in vain it has great power, but there is not enough mind to accommodate and use it, leading to the loss of control of power and the destruction of the vessel.

At this moment, he finally let go of everything, and all he had in his heart was the determination to go against the sky and compete with Ming Xuzi, which can be said to have let go of all the burdens on his shoulders, and because of this, the power to reverse the universe was integrated for the first time, and it was really controlled by him.

All grievances, all causes and effects are finally coming to an end.

In a moment, Zhong Lirui's broken body was fully restored, his body was nearly eight feet tall, and he was suspended an inch from the ground, his white hair turned into pure silver, undulating with the wind, chic and bright. All the scars on the whole body were connected back and forth, becoming sixteen black snake tattoos, which converged into a point in the heart socket, and between the waves of the palms, the thunder and the scorching sun shone together.

He evolved, evolved into an incomparably beautiful form, and evolved to shine as brightly as the rising sun.

"Is this the essence of the reversal? Zhong Lirui indulged in a wave of his feelings, and dozens of lightning bolts exploded in the Xuanqing Palace, and the bluestone taken from the Northern Underworld was blown black. With a random kick, a crescent-shaped electric entity formed, tearing the air apart and slicing the space into a rift.

Strength, the power of thunder! His power to reverse the universe is the same as that of Ming Xuzi, but it is very different, it seems that it is the power of electricity and thunder, but in fact it is completely different.

Li Yizhi, the real person in charge, stood up from Xue Jizhou's arms, and the latter seemed to have already known that the other party was pretending to be asleep, so he was not surprised, and saluted to his senior brother: "Senior brother, you are awake." ”

Li Yizhi didn't say a word, nor did he glance at the stunned and startled Six Peaks Peak Lord beside him, his eyes fell on Zhongli, and he couldn't leave for a moment.

"Rui'er, is this really you, is this really you! If there is a providence in the underworld, will it be that God has given me the opportunity to choose, if you choose the right one, you will be holy, and if you choose the wrong one, you will be crushed?"

Zhong Lirui looked over and smiled at his mentor, "Master, only I can complete the decision here, please don't interfere." He raised his hands, and the empty space opened up a black gap, and all the sleeping students were absorbed into the black gap and entered a parallel world.

The battlefield was vacated, Zhongli turned into a silver thunderbolt and disappeared from everyone's sight, and Ming Xuzi also disappeared with him. With the ability of the Six Peaks Peak Lord, he couldn't see the trajectory of their actions clearly, and he could only judge from the electric light that exploded from time to time in the space that the two were fighting fiercely.

At this time, a powerful aura enveloped the Xuanqing Palace, and the power of the only one gave everyone the pressure of Mount Tai, and the knees once again approached the ground infinitely.

"God bless my Shu Mountain, this is God bless my Shu Mountain. Li Yizhi is the only one among all who is not affected by the realm, he opens his arms and embraces the sky to his heart's content, his face is full of happiness, "Heaven sends disasters to test us, defeat will fall, victory will be reborn." The Shushan Sword Sect will be reborn after today, reborn!"

Li Yizhi shouted loudly, thunder and lightning circled around him, the huge pressure covered the sky, and the whole world seemed to revolve around Li Yizhi's outstretched arms, he breathed as much as he could, enjoying this sudden joy.

"Then there is a chance to win, so there is a chance to win. Li Yizhi, who can see through the number of fate, has already seen through the rise of the Demon Sect, and is worried about it, but at this moment, he finally sees hope and shouts to his heart's content, and his excitement is difficult to hide.

At the same time, battles outside the temple and inside the temple unfolded at the same time.

Under the oppression of the realm of self-esteem, it was no longer possible for the Pure Spirit Son to maintain the smile on his face, and the swaying of the folding fan also stopped. But he was not afraid, and under the trembling of space, he reached to his chest, and the black rose that was tattooed on his clothes was actually removed and turned into a substance.

Holding the stingy branches of the roses, Jinglingzi put the blooming flowers under her nose and sniffed them, the smile on the corner of her mouth was newly raised, and then she raised her hand and threw the rose into the air.

The sage said, a flower, a grass, a world.

The rose in Jing Lingzi's hand is a different world, and when this world overlaps with the present world, Uncle Yun's coercion is covered up.

The rose floated in mid-air, spinning, spinning, and thus canceling out the realm of self-esteem. The sword roared, and Uncle Yun pulled out the Luo Ming Divine Sword, just against the tip of the fan that Jingxuzi pointed over.

His fan was pointed out from a hundred meters away, infinitely magnified in the line of sight, and by the time Uncle Yun woke up, it had already reached his chest, and he was afraid that he would be pierced by the power of this fan and vomit blood. Uncle Yun took it hard, of course, he was not happy, he took three steps back, and coughed nonstop.

Jing Lingzi didn't speak, nor did he explain, the open fan and the smile on the corner of his mouth flew together, like the wings of that long journey. Uncle Yun felt that he was being clenched by an invisible force, and he couldn't move. But when he saw Jing Lingzi shaking the fan, he was thrown out by the invisible force and thrown down the climbing ladder.

"The Pure Spirit Son is really unfathomable. "Uncle Yun had thought of thousands of ways for the other party to make moves, but he didn't expect that he would break his own supreme realm with a rose. The only thing that was right was that the battle with the Pure Spirit Son would not be easier than Yin Changkong.

Uncle Yun, who was falling, curled up in the air, twisted his body, borrowed strength out of thin air, and returned to the climbing ladder, standing in front of Jing Lingzi, and handed out the Luo Ming Divine Sword horizontally.

Jing Lingzi doesn't like words, so he no longer talks nonsense, and uses infinite sword moves instead of words to communicate. Uncle Yun's trick is secretly in line with the principle of returning to the sect and the simplicity of the avenue, which is exactly the same as the head professor Shen Fei's return.

This sword was handed out horizontally, seemingly ordinary, but in fact it was infinitely changing, allowing Jing Lingzi to see infinite possibilities and changes from it, and at the same time sealing all the other party's retreats. Jing Lingzi let out a light "huh", retreated half a step back in place, and closed the folding fan in his hand at the same time.

An incomparable invisible force struck from both sides of the east and west, sandwiching Uncle Yun in the middle, and forcibly cutting off his sword. The latter was caught by this invisible force, and his whole body was torn apart, and he coughed up blood violently.

Jing Lingzi still didn't say a word, didn't laugh, didn't explain, the folding fan rotated in his hand, and this invisible force clenched tightly, like a huge palm, holding Uncle Yun in the palm of his hand and twisting. Uncle Yun was controlled by this invisible force, suspended in mid-air, his body twisted and crooked, and no less than one rib was broken. His body spun with the force of his clench, and he was eventually slammed into the ground.

"One, two, three. "Again and again, the invisible fist smashed down, if it weren't for Luo Mingjian's automatic protector, turning into three feet of Luo Shui, and bearing most of the impact for Uncle Yun, the latter might have fallen.

The strength of Jing Lingzi is really beyond imagination, in the past, Uncle Yun, who had no intention of fighting, may have given up resistance, but today he is full of fighting spirit and fighting spirit. The eyes that gradually recovered from the alcohol erosion shrank sharply, and a surging force rushed out of the pores of the whole body, shattering the invisible fist. (To be continued.) )