Chapter 582: Aftermath (1)
Chapter 582: Aftermath (1) (Page 1/1)
"Gu Mingchi, the old man is indeed injured a lot now, but you want to take advantage of the fire to rob but you think too beautifully, be careful that you can't take revenge and take your life. Looking at the Seven Star Sect Sect Master who wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, the Seven Xuan Dao people said disdainfully.
A long sword suddenly appeared in Gu Mingchi's hand, and he said with a smile: "Whether you can get revenge or not, you have to try it to know." With that, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the sword qi suddenly turned into seven long swords, forming a seven-star sword array and killing the seven Xuan Dao people.
With a wave of the Seven Xuan Dao people's long sword, they also laid down a Seven Xuan Sword Array, and greeted the Seven Star Sword Array.
After an instant, the two sword formations met, and the Seven Xuan Sword Formations were broken after resisting for a while, and the remaining Seven Star Swords attacked towards the Seven Xuan Dao people.
The injuries on the Seven Xuan Dao people were quite serious at this time, and they forcibly used their magical powers to fight the enemy, and the injuries in their bodies were suddenly a little uncontrollable, so they could only barely dodge to their sides.
Narrowly dodging Gu Mingchi's Seven Star Sword, the Seven Xuan Dao people understood that their current state was not his opponent at all, and their figures fled to the left in a flash.
"When the old man heals from his injuries, he will definitely step on your Seven Star Sect!" said the Seven Xuan Dao people hatefully.
"You don't have a chance!" Gu Mingchi's voice sounded in his ears again.
The body of the Seven Xuan Dao moved, and he turned to seize the road and fled again, but as soon as he escaped a few miles, Gu Mingchi had already caught up, and a seven-star sword slashed towards the back of the Seven Xuan Dao people.
The Seven Xuan Dao people's long sword slashed behind him, hoping to stop Gu Mingchi for a moment, so as to give himself a chance to escape.
It's just that the Seven Xuan Dao people's long sword had just been cut out, and suddenly another sword light appeared on his left, and the Seven Xuan Dao people didn't have time to dodge at this time, so they were slashed by the sword light from their necks, and a big head rose to the sky.
At this time, the abdomen of the corpse of the Seven Xuan Dao people suddenly cracked, and a baby the size of a fist exactly the same as the Seven Xuan Dao people flew away with white light.
However, before he could fly far, a sword light slashed down, and the baby only had time to let out a scream before it completely dissipated under the sword light.
Not far away, Gu Mingchi put away the long sword in his hand, glanced coldly at the place where the baby dissipated, and then turned into a clear light and disappeared.
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Let's say that there is a mountain in the eastern part of Shenzhou, called Dongliu Mountain, which is the dojo of Dongliu Ancestor. In the belly of Dongliu Mountain, there is a dark dungeon, which is extremely cold, and surrounded by large and small formations and prohibitions.
Just when the book of life and death was snatched away, Xiao Ling was burned to ashes, and his soul was scattered, this dark dungeon suddenly burst into a terrible howl, its sadness, its misery, its heartache, and it made people feel sorry to hear.
In the depths of the dungeon, a beautiful nun had a painful face and a desolate and sad voice.
"Brother, I'm sorry for you, I was bewitched by Xiao Ling's thief and killed you, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
Such a beautiful woman is Ming Yuexin, the disciple of the ancestor of Dongliu Mountain.
This woman is also pitiful, she met Xiao Ling, who was blessed with the luck of heaven and earth, and fell in love with him at first sight under the influence of the aura of the son of heaven and earth, and constantly joined forces with Xiao Ling to kill her only relative, her brother Ming Ziqian.
After the Dongliu Ancestor captured Mingyuexin, he originally planned to execute him, but after a moment of soft-heartedness, he finally spared Mingyuexin's life and imprisoned him in the dungeon of Dongliu Mountain, so that he could reflect on his sins.
It's a pity that she was affected by the luck of the Son of Heaven and Earth, and she didn't realize what she had done at all, because in her heart, there was nothing else except Xiao Ling.
Now that Xiao Ling is dead, she has finally regained herself, and then she collapses in the pain of killing her brother, who has depended on her since childhood.
"I killed you, I killed you, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" Mingyuexin's beautiful face had now become distorted in extreme pain, and the pain had completely swallowed her.
"Brother, it's all my fault, I'm here to see you and apologize to you in person!" I saw her suddenly smile, her right hand stretched out, and slammed it on the top of her head, and the violent true qi instantly destroyed her soul.
A few days later, Dongliu Ancestor returned to Dongliu Mountain.
I saw him fall outside a mountain wall in the mountain, stretched out his hand on the mountain wall and connected it several times, opening the Dongliu Mountain dungeon. He walked briskly into the dungeon, and in a short time he was deep in the dungeon.
And there, he only saw the body of Ming Yuexin, who had committed suicide.
Looking at Mingyue Xin, who was lying on the ground, his body was completely cold, the Dongliu Ancestor seemed to have suddenly aged a few hundred years, and two lines of old tears welled up in his eyes, sliding down the old cheeks and dripping on the cold floor.
Dongliu Ancestor has no Taoist couples and no children in this life, only the two apprentices Ming Ziqian and Ming Yuexin, who have taught and raised their brothers and sisters as their own children since they were children, and poured all their hopes and love into them.
When he learned of Ming Ziqian's death, he was extremely angry and painful, and he wanted to skin and cramp Xiao Ling and Ming Yuexin in order to avenge Ming Ziqian.
However, when he captured Mingyuexin back, he relented, he was reluctant to kill this child he had raised since childhood, he hoped that one day she would wake up.
Therefore, when Xiao Ling died, he immediately rushed back, wanting to see his only remaining apprentice, and wanting her to really wake up.
However, what was waiting for him here was only the corpse of Mingyue Xin.
A silent cry rang out in this deep and cold dungeon, full of old age and desolation......
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There is a cross-sea city near the East China Sea in the Chu State, which is a place where merchants come and go, although the city is not big, it is extremely prosperous.
It's just that at this time, this prosperous place is a broken wall, the city wall has collapsed, and there are hardly half complete houses on the streets, and there are no merchants and ordinary people.
Only the monks on the city wall were strengthening the city and arranging the formations, and from time to time there were monks patrolling back and forth in the sky with solemn faces.
On top of a dilapidated restaurant in the city, a few monks were resting in the open-air guest hall. At the table by the window, two monks were chatting.
Not far from the two, a young man was sitting alone at a table, eating simple food and drinks, listening to the conversation between the two.
One of the two monks, the man dressed in blue, took a sip of wine, then let out a long sigh and said, "What a city, after this battle, it is completely destroyed." ”
A young man in Tsing Yi next to him said with a smile: "Senior Brother Liu, why do you need to sigh like this, although the Yunxiao Sect set a trap with this Yuehai City, causing the city to be completely destroyed in the war, it also hit the demon clan hard. ”
"What's more, the Yunxiao Sect has led the cultivators of my Eastern Earth Divine Prefecture sects into the depths of the East China Sea to chase down the main force of the East Sea Demon Clan, and I hope that it won't be long before good news comes. ”
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