A reasonable but unexpected ending.

"I didn't expect Zhishi to be the first to place a bet. ”

"Maybe he's seeing something that no one else can't?"

"Could it be that kid is covering the world's secret?"

"Hehe... It's not a small possibility..."

The brilliance is ten thousand feet high, and the purple glow is three thousand miles!

In the small building in the north of the city, the three old men looked north and whispered.

Although the purple light is dazzling, for the three powers, these abilities to see are still there. Therefore, a thunderbolt fell into the high-rise building in Yueyang for nine days, and they knew very well what kind of effect it caused. It's just that there are some things that they can think of and see now. But there are some things that they can never guess. This cannot be said that they are short-sighted, after all, those who play chess in that ethereal space are really standing too high.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see, we have to hurry tomorrow. ”

"Eh, it's not a good road. ”

“......”

Flicking his sleeves, the three old men left the balcony one after another and entered the house. Then, not long after, this inconspicuous small building in the north of the city was extinguished overnight...

"Sha..."

The wind blows, the thunder breathes.

North of the city, on the east bank of the Yingshui River.

The dazzling light gradually faded, leaving the sky full of purple glow to cover the city.

At this time, Yueyang Tower exudes purple divine light and sacred aura everywhere, it seems to be like a divine sword rising from the ground! There is no scabbard, only the sword edge, the sword contains the fear of all beings, the sword points to the heaven and the earth are quiet, and the sword falls and the mountains and rivers are broken. Even the arrogant have to bow their heads silently in front of it. At this time, the guests living in Yueyang Tower were also like this, they all tried their best to lower the frequency of their breathing, as if they were afraid that they would desecrate the majesty of this divine sword if they were careless, and they were humble and silent, waiting for the situation to change.

Yueyang Tower, seventy-seven.

"Click..."

"Click..."

From time to time, the sound of crackling wood sounded, crisp and heavy, like a badly wounded soldier gritting his teeth*. And its source came from the coffin that stained the moon with blood, and it was cracking at this time.

Just a few breaths ago, the Nine Heavens Gathering Purple Qi came to the west, and a thunderbolt fell rapidly!

Only once, the thunderbolt hit the lid of the "Holy Coffin of Reincarnation". The gap between the holy weapon and the artifact was fully reflected at this moment. The lightning struck the wood, the purple light made a great effort, and a Wentianjing Building, which had shrunk thousands of times, fell with the thunder and lightning, and smashed on the coffin lid!

Like the bright moon than the starlight, like the scorching sun and fireflies, both people and things are frozen in this moment, the blood mist gathered around the coffin, and the corpse of the king in the coffin, did not have time to react and resist, and was suddenly smashed back into the coffin by the hanging coffin lid "boom"! There is no suspense, there is no struggle, it is not an exaggeration to describe this moment with four words clean and neat. In front of this Wentianjing Tower, which is permeated with the coercion of the saint, no one can afford the slightest thought of resistance, just like a rabbit facing a lion and a sheep facing a tiger, except for trembling, it can only tremble. Similarly, even if they were unwilling, Gu Fan and Wuji could only watch the scripture building summoned by Peony at this time, and the battle tonight would be finalized.

"Tsk..."

“......”

The purple gas is miao, like light and water.

The grass in Peony's hand was gradually wrapped into a purple ball of light by the condensed purple mang, and then the ball of light gradually weakened and condensed into a handful of black jade-colored bamboo slips. The grass grows between the cracks along the bamboo slips...

In the middle of the field, the Wentian Jinglou was steadily pressed on the top of the reincarnation holy coffin, and a charred black crack nearly two feet long gradually expanded from the coffin lid, and the blackened smoke came out from the crack from time to time with the sound.

Gu Fan was a little sluggish, his eyes looked at the famous Moyu bamboo slip in Peony's hand, and he didn't say a word.

Master Peony is a saint's disciple, but her relationship with Xia Xun is always known, so it is not surprising that she appears here as a private person tonight. However, no one had ever calculated that the Holy Land of Literati, who had never asked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, was actually hidden behind her tonight, and even asked her to bring the artifact that carried the will of the people of the world! Thinking of this, Gu Fan's frightened expression looked a little decadent and a little powerless. Because, it wasn't until this time that he really understood that Xia Xun's reliance was on this mountain!

Truly...

He wasn't destined to win tonight.

Looking back now, Xia Xun's previous seemingly arrogant words were really not arrogant at all, and he was even very modest, but Gu Fan seemed a little dull. Let me ask, throughout the ages, apart from the sword god who was angry on Zhenwu Mountain back then, who can break the saint with a king? Let me ask, apart from the seven stars of the holy sword that has no soul but is indestructible, which holy weapon can resist the crushing of the artifact without losing a single bit?

The answer is yes...

No.

Although the "Reincarnation Holy Coffin" is an extremely powerful holy weapon, in the hands of the saint of the Wu Ancestor lineage, it is forged far beyond the ordinary holy weapon, even if he produces a weapon soul, it is expected. However, this is not enough. Its materials and refining skills are far less exquisite than those of the Seven Star Sword. Although there is a corpse of a king, it is only a slightly larger ant in the face of the sage's coercion, let alone wanting to shake the sage on the mountain in the west.

So, no matter what, Gu Fan is doomed to lose tonight.

There's no suspense...

"Ask the Heavenly Artifact, no wonder you are so confident. ”

I don't know how long I watched it, how long it was quiet.

Gu Fanfang Sensen grinned a cruel smile, and then slowly moved his gaze from Peony's hand to Xia Xun's face next to him. At this time, Xia Xun's expression was still very flat, but for some reason there was a little helplessness. Looking at this face that had disgusted him all night, Gu Fan fell silent again.

Lose, the word, is actually very simple.

But at this moment, Gu Fan really didn't want to admit it. Because in a sense, he didn't lose to the person in front of him, but the seemingly crumbling mountains hidden behind him. So he lost as a matter of course, but at the same time, he seemed very wronged. If the same person does the same thing in a different place or at another time, it may be another completely opposite ending.

"I didn't lose. After being silent for a long time, Gu Fan spit out three words gloomily. And these three words should be the truest portrayal of his heart at this time.

"Uh..."

Xia Xun frowned slightly when he heard this, but he was soon relieved, after all, Gu Fan's unwillingness could be felt by anyone at this time. Xia Xun said calmly: "I said that there is no such thing as winning or losing between us. It's just that I can't let you gain power tonight, and you can't let me do it, so one of us can only stay here. ”

"Heh..."

Yin Yin smiled, with a slight perfunctory taste of self-deprecation: "If it weren't for Yue Yang's Heavenly Protection, would you still have the last laugh tonight?"

Xia Xun nodded: "I can't laugh." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Peony with a slight sideways face, and then continued: "However, there are not so many wrongs in this world. The cycle of heaven, the cycle of cause and effect, and everything is arranged in the dark, which is called a foregone conclusion. If Yueyang didn't ask the sky, then there would definitely be no seven stars, and without the seven stars, I would naturally not appear here, this is called the law. ”

"Sha..."

While Xia Xun was speaking, the peony jade hand on the side moved slightly, and the ink jade bamboo slip in his hand slightly pulled out a semicircle. With a gust of natural air like a spring breeze passing by, the sound of the scripture building "Sha" suppressed on the holy coffin of reincarnation turned into a burst of purple gas and dispersed. It was only at this time that several people present clearly saw that the lid of the reincarnation holy coffin had already been sunken by the phantom of the scripture building and had been sunken into an inch-deep dentation. A coffin, which was originally quite imposing, looked quite embarrassed at this time. Regardless of how it looks, at least even if this holy artifact is not damaged, it will definitely have to be cultivated for a few days to become complete.

"Heh..."

A perfunctory smile, extremely disdainful.

Gu Fan coldly glanced at Xia Xun and the others: "I never thought you could laugh at the end." As he spoke, Gu Fan glared at Xia Xun fiercely, and Sang Zi was a little older and said coldly again: "The saint has a long life, the immortal is gone, and the chaos in the world will begin." I'd like to see what you have to say when the mountains behind you fall!"

"Fart!"

As soon as Gu Fan's cruel words were finished, Xia Hou, who was standing beside Xia Xun with no strength and no strength, couldn't hold it back any longer, and pointed at Gu Fan with a wave of his big hand and scolded: "Your subordinates are defeated, and there are many ugly things, do you think you are old? If you lose, you will lose, and you will still talk about what is going on? What saints have longevity, immortals are nowhere to be found, I will go to your grandmother's! After a while, the head of our village will give an order to lead hundreds of millions of lions in the northern region to the south, and the first thing is to level your mountain! Do you believe it?"

“......”

Gu Fan looked at Xia Hou coldly, and Xia Hou's insulting words didn't seem to arouse much anger in him. He was just like a child who refused to admit defeat, and he still maintained a silent sneer on his face: "The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, and you are not qualified to shout with me." Disdainful of saying a word, Gu Fan didn't bother to waste his lips and tongue to pay attention to Xiahou. He looked back at Xia Xun again, and asked coldly, "I heard Li Changan say, you want to take this year's national examination?"

"Yes. Xia Xun did not deny it and replied directly.

"Kyoto is not Yueyang, the name of heaven is not asking the sky, I hope you can go there well. ”

The words were vague, and it seemed that Gu Fan knew a lot of things. He pulled up his slightly embarrassed clothes, then bent down and slowly retied the iron cables scattered on both sides of the reincarnation holy coffin to the lid of the coffin.

"Tut-tut..."

Looking at Gu Fan's painless attitude, the more Xiahou looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart. After all, no matter what he said tonight, their side could be regarded as winning, but he couldn't find much interest in Gu Fan's current behavior. With his temperament that does not suffer, he must not stop there.

"Do you want to make a face? If you lose, hurry up and roll the calf, what are you talking about Kyoto Yueyang? Grandpa, I sue you, even if you go to Kyoto, our brother will also walk sideways! My father can destroy a pure yang temple and tear half the sky when he goes to Beijing. Then when we enter Beijing, we can kick down that Babel Tower and turn over this piece of heaven! You wretched, just stay at home and wait to see a good show!"

"Smack!"

scolded fiercely and mercilessly.

Looking at Xiahou's posture, he is going to fall into the well and "smash to death" this ancient Sanskrit Caixiu. Hearing this, Ren Gufan couldn't help it no matter how much he could endure it at this time. As soon as his hands collapsed, he slammed down and stood up the freshly bound reincarnation holy coffin. His eyes were glaring, staring at Xia Hou like a fire! There were no words, but they were full of fire, and there was a feeling that they would die and break the net without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xiahou's interest was finally there.

He didn't wait for Gu Fan to speak, he pulled up his sleeves and made a provocative gesture, and drank again: "Oops... You dumbfounded, you look like you're not convinced, are you? Come here... Let grandpa and I will reward you with a few more slaps until you are convinced. ”

"Too much deception!"

"Whew..."

The sound of iron was crunching.

Xiahou's mouth finally angered Gu Fan. I saw that his eyes were about to split, and his hand tightened the holy coffin, and he was about to sacrifice the holy coffin again!

"Hmm..."

It was also at this time that Wu Trace, who had been guarding Gu Fan's side, suddenly made a move! But the target of his attack was not Xia Xun and a few people, but Gu Fan beside him. The black scythe slammed down, and the black scythe pressed it against the lid of the holy coffin, and at the same time pressed down Gu Fan's desperate palm.

"It's better to be quiet than to enter, and not to fight for a while. ”

“......”