"You're so noisy. ”

"Uhhhhhh

Nine days of Lingtai, majestic and supreme.

The majestic divine dragon also stared at Xia Xun, his eyes were angry, and the dragon's breath was soaring. The two hundred-zhang dragon whiskers were like steel whips of the gods, constantly whipping the void, not only letting out a deep roar. As the divine dragon that guarded the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty, it was given the throne of Qi Tian, but at the moment, this monstrous blood shadow and its contemptuous voice made its majesty desecrated like never before.

So, it's really angry!

Hundreds of miles of heaven and earth, all silent, endless heavenly power quickly converged on the nine heavens to form a rolling thundercloud.

The thunder shimmered, the lightning flashed and flickered, and thousands of thunderbolts were like thousands of silver snakes frantically gathering in the clouds, condensed in the center of the thunderclouds.

Under the Nine Heavens, behind Xia Xun, hundreds of monstrous blood shadows always closed their eyes, and their right hands held the Heavenly Sword Shadow that was inserted upside down in the void. No one doubted that he could afford to draw this greatsword, which was almost the height of his body, because the owner of this sword was Mo Xian. And Mo Xian always stood one step ahead of Xia Xun, without saying a word, without saying a word, just like a man and a sword in the void, just silently waiting for Xia Xun.

He himself is Xia Xun's sword...

This is a tacit understanding tempered by life and death, and it is also the absolute trust after retreating.

He was fearless.

"Do you know, you're really noisy. ”

"Uhhhhhh

The blood is faint and murderous.

Xia Xun may also say that it was the person who was sealed in Xia Xun to cover the world, and said another word of contempt coldly. The majestic dragon danced its body and let out a low roar, as if reprimanding this disrespectful ant. At this time, a thunder sea containing supreme heavenly power had been brewed in the nine-day thunderclouds. The sea of thunder rolled, like countless trapped cage beasts not only impacting the barrier of the clouds, but also faintly showing signs of the clouds breaking, crumbling.

"Uhhhhhh

It was clear that the majestic dragon had lost patience with the ants that defied him.

Just as the thundercloud was forming, it suddenly raised its head to the sky, the dragon's breath erupted, and it roared violently!

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

The dragon's anger shook the sky, and the nine days thundered!

A mighty heavenly thunder roared with the divine dragon, and it first slammed down from the thunderclouds!

The thunder appeared, the world turned white, and the breath of heaven and earth was extinguished in an instant!

It was as if everything had become ten million times smaller in an instant, and only a thunderbolt was left standing majestically on its own.

And at this moment, the monstrous blood shadow behind Xia Xun also moved...

But seeing that his left hand was still behind his waist, his eyes were closed, and his right hand was holding the Heavenly Greatsword and slowly lifting it away from the void. His movements were slow, so slow that one almost doubted that he would be able to draw the Greatsword. But it was so fast, so fast that he saw that the thunder was about to fall on his head, and a little cold came first!

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

The sword is like a dragon and breaks through the wind.

The vigorous and powerful wrist exerted force in vain at the last moment, raising the sword to the sky!

The blade of the giant sword was striking on the thunder! The roar of the explosion caused a tremor in the earth for more than ten miles. At the same time, the eight words full of vicissitudes of life also came out of the mouths of Xia Xun and Blood Shadow: "Towering in the sky, the sky is boundless." ”

"Towering in the sky, in the north..."

"Whew..."

The thunder dissipated, the eight characters came, and the more than 300 northerners who were guarding around Xia Xun all looked awe-inspiring when they heard the sound.

The majestic dragon dragon was furious, and did not give people a buffer time, and roared again with his head raised, and then summoned the nine heavens of thunder!

"Poof!"

"Bang. ”

The thunderstorm fell again, the giant sword slashed horizontally, and a little cold light reappeared.

The cold light broke through the air, there was a loud bang, the earth trembled, the giant sword rose and fell, just gently raised his hand and flicked his sleeve, and the thunder burst out and disappeared. And the vicissitudes of life once again came out of Xia Xun and the mouth of the blood shadow: "Thousands of miles of ice, cold to my heart." ”

"Thousands of miles of ice, cold to my heart..."

A group of four characters, a sentence of eight characters.

The cold sound is even more heart-wrenching than a thunderstorm.

Every word seems to contain its own rhyme, and the desolate breath is like a mighty snowfall, which overturns a hundred miles with the sound and reverberates for a long time. This time, not only hundreds of northerners looked awe-inspiring, but many knowledgeable people have already heard the deep meaning from the sixteen characters before and after...

"It's the tragedy of the north!"

"He is looking for death, and he dares to sing this song in Kyoto!"

Horror is the disbelief of the people.

It's hard to believe that this desolate tune in this place, in this place, will be recited in Kyoto. The identities of Xia Xun and his group of northerners are extremely sensitive, although this Xia Xun is no longer Xia Xun, but if such a poem is sung in full, no matter who he is, it is enough for the Tang Dynasty to pour the power of the country to kill him, and no one can protect him. Because, the title of this song was written by the former Taifu who escaped into the Beimang, and it was the first forbidden song in the world!

"Whew!"

And just when the people were terrified, the dragon's wrath was also unrecoverable.

The ants dared to despise him repeatedly, and everyone saw that the heavenly power was there, and the terrifying dragon power reunited on the spiritual platform from all directions, and transformed into almost tangible golden rays. Looking down at the ants with angry eyes, the dragon's tail is blazing, the dragon's head is furious in the sky, and it roars endlessly!

Suddenly...

"Whew!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The dragon was furious, and the thunder shook the world.

Endless roar, endless thunder contains the power of burning all things, and quickly gathers. One after another, two hundred and thousands of thunderbolts joined together and overturned at the same time in response to the dragon's chanting! In an instant, the heavens and the earth turned pale, the world lost color, and the endless heavenly thunder overturned just like the collapse of the heavenly river, pouring the heavenly water! At the same time, it was extremely spectacular, and it made people deeply feel that the power of heaven was supreme and all things were insignificant.

And the terrible nature of that Blood Shadow...

"Poof!"

And under the thunder waterfall, he was resolute and fearless.

The three hundred fierce beasts are awe-inspiring, the three-headed purple phoenix soars in the low sky, and the dragon elephant phantom squats with the demon god.

Xia Xun stood quietly in the crowd with his sleeves folded, and after Mo Xian, his expression was full of majesty. His clear eyes were calm in the emptiness, but the strange breath made people feel frightened, and at the same time, it also made the few people feel as if they were in a different world.

One person is idle, one person is silent...

"Boom!"

"A hundred years of work will be ruined. ”

"Wow..."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The supersword flies in the air.

The blood shadow behind Xia Xun really seemed to be a god of war who was fighting for the sky.

Facing the Heavenly Fury Thunder Waterfall, the flowing bloody clothes accompanied by the three thousand green silk flying in the wind, his feet never moved an inch. The left hand that was held on the back of the waist was still quietly placed there, and the eyes were closed and still couldn't hide Jun Leng. Only holding the sword in his right hand, he conjured up an infinite blood-colored light and shadow to slash into the sky. The sword rose and fell, the thunder burst out, like a sword slashing through the snowfield, the vast white snow overflowed and splashed, and the splashing thunder and lightning were quickly swallowed by his blood-red aura, and it was never stained with his blue hair. And with each swing of the sword, a tune full of vicissitudes of life will move from his lips, rendering layers of tragic colors for a radius of hundreds or even thousands of miles.

"A hundred years of work will be ruined. ”

"Dongzhou Erlang, once all off. ”

"Dongzhou Erlang, once all off..."

"Whew!"

"Boom..."

"Wow..."

The poems are calm, and the roar of the dragon is becoming more and more fierce.

The thunderstorm raged for dozens of breaths, but the space northwest of the Temple of Heaven had been bombarded by falling thunder, and the dark space cracks were like wounds in the void world, covering the core for several miles, shocking, and its number was still increasing with the thunder.

The blood shadow at the core of the Thunder Falls is already speechless.

Judging from the terrifying combat power that he was still comfortable fighting with the sky, and could shatter the thunder when the sword fell, it could almost be concluded that he definitely possessed the power beyond the peak of the king realm, and it was even very likely that he had stepped into the level of a saint. Therefore, no one can understand how it is possible to seal a demon god with such terrifying combat power just with the body of that young man's out-of-body realm. Moreover, in addition to this demon god, he also has eight inheritances in his body...

It's a completely impossible thing to do.

"The Tang Dynasty was lost, and the gold luan was stolen. ”

"The Tang Dynasty was lost, and the gold luan was stolen. ”

"Wow..."

"Whew!"

"Boom!"

The words were silent, and the mind became more and more crazy.

His thoughts were bound to the stagnant water, but now the battle between the blood shadow and the divine dragon became more and more violent. The thunder that fell in the nine days almost turned into a real thunder waterfall, pouring down continuously, and the terrifying breath was like the destruction of the thunder god. The thunder was deafening, making the lowly scholar almost faint.

The tragic poems and songs gradually resonated with hundreds of northerners from the heart. Because, on the vast Arctic ice field, this is the belief of their generation. They don't respect heaven and earth, they don't pray to the gods, they only believe in the old man who has enabled all living beings in the vast north to open their spiritual wisdom. The old man let them know that there is fire in the world to drive away the cold, that there is soil in the world to grow fertile land, and that there are people in the world who can compete with the sky!

At this moment, they seemed to see the sadness and loneliness of the old man when he fled into the north twenty years ago.

Loneliness is the loss of everything, and desolation is the anger that dare not be defeated.

So, they are becoming more and more fearless...

"In the vast world, there is no way for the emperor. ”

"In the vast world, there is no way for the emperor..."

"Wow..."

"Whew!"

With Xia Xun's word-by-word thoughts, the resonance was born from the heart, and he felt the sadness between the lines, Xia Hou first sang loudly with the rhythm of Xia Xun's words and blood shadow swinging his sword!

"In the vast world, the emperor has collapsed!"

"Wow..."

"Whew!"

Immediately after Xiahou, Lei Meng and other northerners also followed the rhythm of the poems one after another, and said in a deep voice: "In the vast world, the emperor has collapsed. ”

Perhaps because of the empathy in it, in the end, even Bai Xiu, Luo Jue, fat monk and other people who had never read this song couldn't help but follow behind everyone, and repeated it sentence by sentence with the blood shadow waving the sword: "In the vast world, the emperor collapsed." ”

"Poof!"

"Heaven is not heaven, how can it be human?"

"If a man is a beast, how can he be a country?"

"Heaven is not heaven, how can it be human?"

"If a man is a beast, how can he be a country?"

"The wind and snow are blowing, and there is a lurking vastness. ”

"The wind and snow are blowing, and there is a lurking vastness. ”

"Wolong Linyuan, sharpen the edge. ”

"Wolong Linyuan, sharpen the edge. ”

"Wolong Linyuan..."

"Proud!"

"Whew..."

Hundreds of people chanted sad songs, and the scene was tragic and magnificent.

If it is said that the Taixuan Sutra recited by thousands of pure Yang Dao people in the past is the supreme fusion of Taoist charm and heavenly dao.

At this time, what hundreds of northerners were singing was the confrontation between the northerners and the Heavenly Dao!

It's not a scripture, it's not a poem, it's an unhesitating rage.

Their voices may not be loud, but their long, heavy tunes are penetrating.

In the thunder burst into the sky, the desolate voice spread for more than ten miles with the pretone of the blood shadow behind Xia Xun, and the poignant and tragic emotions instantly infected everyone's hearts. And with the sound of hundreds of people's poems and songs, hundreds of battle spirits around the blood shadow seemed to regain their strength, and even the supreme dragon might could no longer suppress their battle intent. Hundreds of fierce beasts roared in unison, three purple phoenixes soared and cried, two demon gods looked at the spiritual platform, and the various war spirits in a radius of six hundred zhang were colorful, and the soaring spirit was like a high pile of firewood burning fireworks, and the blood shadow red glow gathered from the outside to the inside!

The colorful brilliance gradually formed an extremely bright purple-red light. With the swing of the giant sword, it was like a pile of purple smoke burning on the fireworks, soaring and reflecting the pale thunderclouds.

"Spectacular! Wine. ”

“......”

In the battle of the sky, some people are also free.

In the dry hall on the west side, the drunken and sloppy Taoist with an embroidered sword under his arm, holding a jar of Jingmen rice wine in both hands, leaning against the wall of the outer door of the hall with a crooked body, looking at the blood shadow in the distance stupidly, smiling stupidly.

"Li Bai?"

"Why is he here?"

A little closer, a candidate kneeling on the ground, heard the sound and saw the drunken Taoist, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

The companion beside him immediately tugged at the corner of his clothes and reminded: "He is the chief officer of the martial arts test, so he is naturally here." ”

The candidate who spoke before hesitated: "I know that he is the chief officer of the martial arts examination, but it is rumored that this person is crazy and free-spirited, alcoholic, and never cares about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, how can he come here?"

"Shhhh ”

"Hehe..."

Although the candidate's whispering is slight, how can he hide it from the eyes and ears of a king?

The drunken Taoist glanced at the two dialogue candidates with drunken eyes, and then weakly stretched out a finger and pointed at the two. Foolish smiled: "Foolish, hehe... The world laughs at me for being crazy, I laugh at the world for being crazy, hehe... Haha..."

The drunken Taoist laughed madly, then picked up the wine vat and poured it on his head.

After taking a long sip of half a jar of wine, he shook his sleeves and wiped his face full of wine, and then said with a smile: "Such a spectacular spectacle is a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence." If I don't come... If I don't come, I can see clearly, and if I can't see clearly, then it's crazy!

"This person lives up to his name, and he is really an alcoholic..."

"Virtual... Don't say it, he can hear it. ”

“......”

The words of the drunken Taoist are very deep, and there seems to be a different kind of mystery hidden in them.

It's just that when this drunken voice fell into the ears of the nearby candidates, it was really regarded as the crazy words of a rotten drunkard, and no one took him seriously at all. In the same way, everyone in the world laughs at me for being crazy, I laugh at everyone in the world for being crazy, and the drunken people no longer regard these nearby candidates who are in a state of madness and don't know that they are crazy. He turned his eyes to look back at the blood shadow and thunder waterfall in the distance. There was a fierce battle, and the onlookers had fallen back for nearly five miles. Within five miles of earth, the Heavenly Mighty Dragon Breath and the killing breath are wildly intertwined, and the devastated space is only the increasingly fierce Thunder Waterfall, and the towering giant holding the sword and slashing the thunder, as well as the purple-red aura that is strange and conspicuous...

The drunken Taoist once again raised the jar and drank a sip of soju, slowly raised his steps, and staggered into the crowd.

As he walked, he smiled and sang loudly:

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. ”

"The flying stream is straight down 3,000 feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days!"

"Hehe... Good poetry... Good poetry. ”

“......”