"Woo-" A heavenly 'flower' fell from the sky and attacked Qiu Beihui who was on the move. -.. -

This celestial 'flower' didn't look very big when viewed from a distance, but when it fell before Qiu Beihui got closer, he realized that it was really amazing. The petals of each 'flower' condensed by the fetal qi of the Metaverse are the size of a sea ship, and the 'flower' stamens in it are round like the moon, spraying a thick light mist, and the wisps are like ten thousand arrows starting together.

Qiu Beihui's facial expression did not change in the slightest, and he didn't even raise his eyes to look at the falling sky 'flower' and slashed it out casually.

"Huh!" the knife slashed through the void, and a touch of the knife was like a shock, and it did not directly slash the heavenly 'flower'.

But the heavenly 'flower', which was still more than ten zhang high from the top of Qiu Bei's head, suddenly split into two, and then split into four and four into eight...... Quickly split and peeled off, and in an instant it turned into pieces of flying flakes floating around him.

Ji Chengche stood behind Qiu Beihui and clearly saw the whole process of his shot.

This knife has no moves at all, but it contains a mysterious sword intent that is difficult to describe in words.

It is the existence of this sword intent that drives the knife to enter and dismember a huge heavenly 'flower' in the electric light and stone fire.

Ji Cheng's eyes were certainly paying attention to Qiu Beihui's movements, but more importantly, his mind was observing and understanding this sword intent.

It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to teach himself the actual combat experience of the Sword Saint by example, so he can't miss such an opportunity.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The heavenly 'flowers' continued to fall frequently, and Qiu Beihui moved forward steadily and kept making knives.

Dozens of knives down, his movements are similar and there is not much 'subtle' subtlety, but the knife is majestic, and the four meanings of "Mingguang Harmony" in "Sword King Jue" are vividly and vividly interpreted.

In a trance, Ji Cheng seemed to be unable to see the blade of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife in front of him, but suddenly saw the antelope hanging horns and white horses passing through the gap, and suddenly saw the blue sea and the sun rising and the moon disappearing, or the desert yellow sand wilderness, or the sound of smoke and rain, 'fog', 'Meng', 'jade' flute......

Ji Chengche seized this rare opportunity to observe and comprehend with his heart, and treasured this little bit of harvest, which became the cornerstone of the peak of the Heavenly Dao one after another.

However, Qiu Beihui seems to be relaxed, and every swing of the knife is the result of his life's work.

The Fetal Yuan Divine Knife was suppressed by the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror, and basically could not play the role of dispersing vitality, so it could only rely on Qiu Beihui's own true yuan to resist. But every heavenly 'flower' is the 'fine' of the Metaverse fetal gas, and the refining of the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror has multiplied its power, as if Qiu Beihui was alone in confronting the entire Metaverse.

His steps were still steady, overcoming obstacles in the tumbling heavenly flowers, clouds and waves, and he was getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror.

The falling celestial 'flowers' gradually became denser, and with the violent wear and tear of his power, Qiu Beihui's knife momentum also slipped slightly. Although this kind of decline was almost impossible to observe with the 'flesh' eye, it was difficult to escape Ji Cheng's keen 'hole' observation, and he was awe-inspiring and silently instilled with his divine sense against the heavens, ready to take action at any time.

"Sneer-" Qiu Beihui's Yuan Shen produced a faint 'wave' and 'wave', and a very faint light filament rose up, obviously raising his skill to the extreme.

"Click!" Suddenly, the mirror surface of the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror flashed slightly, and a beam of cyan 'color' arc light burst out, like a full moon scimitar sweeping through the void and slashing towards Qiu Beihui.

This is the reaction automatically generated by the Tianyuan Treasure Mirror when it senses that danger is approaching, and Qiu Beihui has already been prepared to move the knife to slash straight at its edge.

"Bang!" The two magnificent and beautiful sword lights met in a narrow way, and a loud thunderous sound burst out.

The cyan arc light shattered inch by inch, flickering and dissipating in the sky like porcelain pieces, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife also bounced upward.

Qiu Beihui's figure was shocked, and the primordial spirit was flushed with a touch of green qi and was quickly dissolved by him.

"Click, click, click—" The Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror continued to shine, bursting out one after another.

The heavenly 'flowers' in the sky were raging, flying and falling like hailstones, launching a stormy onslaught on Qiu Beihui.

Soon, Qiu Beihui's figure was overwhelmed by this overwhelming 'tide' of light.

Ji Cheng's heart hung in his throat, and he shouted back at Qiu Bei: "Grandpa Qiu, hurry back, let's find another way!"

After getting along day and night these days, he has long regarded Qiu Beihui as his own grandfather. The Tianyuan Treasure Mirror is certainly a unique treasure of the Metaverse, but if Qiu Beihui wants to sacrifice his 'sex' life in exchange, Ji Chengche would rather not!

Qiu Beihui was unheard, as if he was carrying the overwhelming light of the mountains on his back.

Ji Chengche gritted his teeth, urged his divine sense to recite the incantation, and the light of the anti-heaven destiny disk in his hand skyrocketed, blasting out a thousand angry dragons, converging into a rolling torrent and rushing forward.

Although his cultivation is far inferior to Qiu Beihui, with the help of the Destiny of the Heavens, he has a great momentum.

"Boom!" Thousands of dragons flew into the sky, carving a gap between the fierce heavenly 'flowers' and white 'waves'.

"Grandpa Qiu, come back!" Ji Chengche shouted hard.

Qiu Beihui heard it, but his figure did not retreat but advanced, taking advantage of the gap that was blown open by Ji Chengqing with the Thousand Dragon Curse, he moved forward with a knife and approached the Tianyuan Treasure Mirror again, and roared loudly: "Chengqing, the old man has gone!"

"Grandpa Qiu!" Ji Chengche was taken aback, and immediately realized the meaning of Qiu Beihui's words, and couldn't help shouting: "Come back quickly, there must be another way......"

Qiu Beihui's expression was calm, and he smiled and said, "Why is it a pity for the old man to ask for benevolence?"

"Boom!" his figure Giant Earthquake Yuan God burned like a torch, rushing up a brilliant pillar of light, and suddenly scattered the surrounding sky 'flowers'.

"Cheng Cheng is optimistic, this is the last knife that the old man will pass on to you!"

Qiu Beihui's voice fell, and the Fetal Yuan Shen Knife and his Yuan Shen merged into one and turned into a mighty 'swinging' long river to tear the void, and in an instant, thousands of colorful 'colored' light lights appeared around the blade, opening up the world and the majestic mountains and rivers!

"Grandpa......" Ji Cheng's voice choked up, but he couldn't stop it.

His divine sense was almost exhausted in a Thousand Dragon Spell that he had just returned to save Qiu Bei, and there was no Fetal Yuan Divine Knife in his hand, even if he rushed forward, it would be useless for the grasshopper to shake the tree.

"Boom-" An earth-shattering loud bang came, and the dazzling bright light burst like a tsunami, roaring in all directions, 'stirring' and 'swinging' the abyss, and trembling.

Ji couldn't see anything clearly in front of him, and his ears rumbled as if he was about to burst his head.

His body involuntarily flew out, and he didn't know where to go in the furious light.

Sharp pains stabbed his mind fiercely, and his soul was almost blown out of his 'flesh' body, and his skin was covered with pieces of dragon scales, resisting the terrifying sharp stings with all his might.

"Wow-" A mouthful of blood spurted out, twisting irregularly in the air, before it was evaporated.

"Grandpa Qiu!" Ji Cheng's tears flowed down his cheeks.

He tried his best to stabilize his body in the wild current, he didn't care about calming down his internal injuries, suppressing the boiling qi and blood, and squeezing the few remaining divine senses, desperately searching for the trace of Qiu Beihui's return to the original god.

However, as soon as his divine consciousness left his body, he passively 'swinged' and ruthlessly strangled him, and he couldn't go far at all.

"Keng!" the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife trembled violently and flew back, and it could be 'inserted' into the scabbard behind Ji Chengqing's back.

Ji Chengqing's heart was cold, and he knew that Qiu Beihui had been more than lucky.

But he still refused to give up, and shouted again with the hope of just in case: "Grandpa Qiu......"

The wind and thunder roared and the abyss was lonely, and I don't know how much time had passed, and there was no response from Qiu Beihui.

Ji Chengche put away the anti-heaven destiny disk, and stared blankly at the light flow around him, all the heavenly 'flowers' and 'swings' were gone, and the Tianyuan Treasure Mirror was also hidden in the depths of the fog and light.

He couldn't help but recall the days after meeting Qiu Beihui, the two of them talked about the past and the present together, and although they only got along for a few days, they had already established a deep relationship with each other.

Who knew that the world was impermanent, and just when they thought that they had finally found the Tianyuan Treasure Mirror after going through hardships, Qiu Beihui actually killed himself.

When he was in a trance, a cluster of green light suddenly lit up in the dense fog above, like a silently twinkling star.

The green mangs became brighter and bigger, slowly falling from the sky towards Ji Chengqing.

"Tianyuan Treasure Mirror?" Ji Chengqing was stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his hand forward.

"Hum-" The Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror was like a fallen leaf returning to its roots, and gently fell onto Ji Cheng's palm.

At this moment, it is only about the same size as the vanity mirror used in the boudoir of the 'girl' family, and the mirror is mottled and full of scars, but it is much brighter than when I first saw it.

Seeing this Jing Ji's clear 'chest' mouth mourning, this must be Qiu Beihui who used his Yuan Shen to nourish and nourish it at the last moment.

This Holy Realm Supreme of the Famous Metaverse Realm finally left, and completely integrated his soul and spirit into the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror that he had been pursuing for more than forty years.

The mirror was speechless, as if looking at Ji Chengche in silence.

Ji Cheng's clear palm gently stroked the uneven mirror, and his fingertips felt a familiar Metaverse spiritual 'sex'.

This is the magical aura emanating from the true Metaverse Spirit Heaven and Earth Soul, but unfortunately it is a little weaker.

It's a pity that Ji Chengche didn't have the heart to ponder the power of the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror, and for some reason, Qiu Beihui's voice sounded in his ears: "What is the regret of the old man seeking benevolence?"

——What is the regret of seeking benevolence?

Ji's clear 'chest' has mixed flavors and mixed feelings, but there is a sense of pride.

Qiu Beihui returned to the last journey of his life, lit up the abyss with his life's work, burning everything like a meteor, creating eternal brilliance, and returning to the ordinary without regrets......

The next road is up to you.

Although he was left alone, although the responsibility on his shoulders became heavier and heavier, and although the wind and rain ahead were vast and long, Ji Cheng knew that he had no choice but to go on without hesitation.

Maybe he will be like Tang Yu, Bei Laiyin, and Baishi Zhenren...... Many Supreme Sages have fallen on the journey and have not been able to fulfill their ultimate dreams, but so what?

Mr. Big said that the husband must do something, but at this time, Ji Chengche felt that seven words should be added after this sentence: "Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!"

He exhaled wistfully, dried the tears on his face, cleaned up his thoughts, stroked the Tianyuan Treasure Mirror, and said softly: "Grandpa Qiu, I'll take you with me." ”

The wind blows, and the boy has grown up. --92675+dsuaahhh+27211574-->(83 Chinese net) .)