"It's a pity that you can't hold this cause and effect. ”

Jian Zongming glanced at the people behind him, the small group of people stood in the bluestone illusion, some distance away from the floating land behind him.

Qingshi retracted half of the immortal tablet's hidden soul, and at this moment controlled the illusion with his soul power, following the piece of earth and stone at the bottom of Jian Zongming's feet, slowly suspended and drifted, and the invisible silk thread was closely connected between the Great Banyan Temple of the Purple Mansion and the soles of Sword Zongming's feet, and there was no gap.

"Cause and effect are destined, and you can't hold this 'cause and effect'. He muttered softly, "So you can't kill that person outside." ”

Jian Zongming narrowed his eyes and said lazily: "After this time, he can live for a long time." ”

His Royal Highness didn't understand what Jian Zongming meant.

He thought for a moment and said seriously, "I really can't kill him." ”

"But I still want to give it a try. ”

Yi Xiao lowered her head and looked at her flat palm.

"Sooner or later, one day I will personally go to Yincheng, and it just so happens that he is not here this time. He grinned, slowly gathered his palms, and clenched his fists.

"If you win or not, you have to fight to know. ”

Sword Sect Ming glanced thoughtfully at the little highness behind him who was rising with battle intent, and said softly: "There are three puppets beside him, and he can advance to the Great Grandmaster realm at any time. ”

Yi Xiao suddenly made a bitter face: "This is a bit excessive, it's a lot worse." ”

Jian Zongming said calmly: "When I come out of the monument, I want to take away 'Dugu', and help you get rid of the three guys who are in the way, and the remaining one, who is considered a Yuan Qi cultivator in the realm of the grandmaster, is a puppet master without a puppet, there is only one ridiculous and useless string control technique left, whether you can beat it or not, it depends on your own creation." ”

His Royal Highness hummed softly.

Only then did he remember that on the stele of the Liuxian Monument, there was actually an "entity" sword inserted, and that sword seemed to have fallen into the Immortal Monument in the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

From then on, Jian Zongming traveled south and north, no longer carrying a sword, and the scabbard behind his back was empty.

Even if he was in the Great Banyan Temple at the beginning, Jian Zongming sucked away Qingshi's eyebrow Bodhisattva blood as the master of the Great Bright Palace, but he only made a move with a false sword and crushed the Bodhisattva's soul with one sword.

The floating land has come to the top of the firmament, and His Royal Highness is silently gathering momentum, and the dragon snake and lotus are opened.

What will happen next will be a terrible battle.

"Take it easy. Jian Zongming stood beside His Royal Highness and said lightly: "It's just a fight." ”

Yi Xiao was a little helpless.

The wind blew, and His Royal Highness saw that there was an extremely faint scar on Jian Zongming's forehead.

Sixteen.

This scar has been washed by many years, and it is so faint that it is not clear to see, and it seems that there is only a very shallow trace.

No one had ever stood so close to Jian Zongming.

This is such a quirky person.

The name is also quirky, and the personality is quirky.

Quirky to the extreme.

Jian Zongming has a temperament that makes people unable to take their eyes off, but it makes people look at it twice, so they can't bear to look at it more.

His Royal Highness looked at it for a long time.

Merry, chic, happy.

The same is not less.

One more thing.

It's lonely.

No one could stand so close to him, because these people subconsciously wanted to stay away from Jian Zongming.

This person was born to be born alone.

No matter when you look at it, what you can see is his back from afar.

His Royal Highness was in a trance.

When did he stand side by side with Jian Zongming?

This kind of loneliness doesn't seem to be too disobedient, but somewhat familiar.

Yi Xiao knew where that familiarity came from.

If there is really such a thing as reincarnation...... Maybe in their mouths, their last life, the "overlord", is such a lonely person?

At the end of the immortal tablet world, the clouds roared, and the sky light dispersed.

Jian Zongming said softly: "It's out of the monument." ”

His Royal Highness nodded silently.

......

......

The wasteland of the South China Sea, beyond the immortal monument.

There was a puppeteer shrouded in a wide black robe, covered in a hideous mask of green ghosts and fangs.

On the top of the green ghost's fanged mask, there were many cracks for no reason compared to before.

The puppeteer covered with a mask stood expressionlessly in a wasteland plain, and the three puppets behind him, each representing the extremely ancient Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, sat cross-legged on the earth.

He looked up at the stone tablet in the sky that slowly descended from the clouds.

The next thing that will come out of the stele is Hou Qing or ......

The city lord of Wind and Snow Silver City didn't know who would win or lose in the stone stele.

He didn't care at all.

The deity was tens of thousands of miles away, and he didn't even bother to move a divine thought.

No matter who comes out of this stone tablet, he can crush it with one force.

Who else in the world today can beat him?

It's just that in the next moment, among the cracks of the immortal monument, it slowly cracked, and a sword qi bloomed-

The green ghost frowned.

The Wind and Snow Silver City City Lord's hands suddenly clasped together, and began to form an obscure and complicated string control seal.

The three puppets behind him supported the ground with their hands, and their movements were extremely neat, jumping high and flying towards the ancient monument of Liuxian.

The sword qi bloomed intensively, and in the next moment, a white robe fluttered out!

Almost at the same moment, the City Lord of Wind and Snow Silver City did not hesitate, he ran away, and the wide black robe was rolled up by the sword qi in an instant, and the half-horned clothes that had not had time to be plundered were cut into nothingness by the sword qi out of thin air!

The incarnation of the three Buddhas, Daoists, and Confucians, in front of the immortal monument, roared and rolled the wind and clouds, driving the boundless sea of qi on the final peak of the South China Sea, and they all began to break through the realm!

Just before they were about to break through the door of the Great Grandmaster Realm—

On the final peak, the gray-robed slightly old chess saint said softly: "If you want to break through the realm here, you can't help but think too beautifully. ”

He flicked his robe gently.

The sea of qi on the entire immortal island in the South China Sea is centered on the point of the wasteland, not gathering, but spreading.

Leave no chance.

The white-clothed sword Zong Ming floated out of the immortal tablet space, and in front of him were the ancient cultivators of the three Buddhas, Daoists, and Confucians.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he didn't see any movement from him.

Snorted.

A smooth voice like a sword cutting through Huang Xuan——

The bodies of the three of them were directly cut in half by a sword qi!

A lotus-clothed figure rushed out behind Jian Zongming, and the man held a huge long sword upside down in both hands, running on the wasteland, the tip of the sword dragging and sparking countless sparks on the ground.

Mars galloped, shining, turning into a monstrous flame.

His Royal Highness clenched the hilt of the Great Yuan Qi Sword with both hands, and the sword domain of several feet expanded rapidly, taking him as the center of the circle, frantically devouring the Yuan Qi on this land.

A sword falls!

The semi-circular barrier of sword qi shrouded His Royal Highness and the puppeteer covered with the mask of the green ghost-

"Boom!"

A grand roar.

The earth and rocks collapsed, and the wasteland rolled upside down, washed away under this sword.

In front of the Immortal Monument, Jian Zongming turned his back to the Immortal Monument and stretched out a palm, and countless gravels bounced off on their own in front of his palm, turning into a narrow streamlined barrier.

Behind him are the people of the Great Banyan Temple who have just escaped from the immortal monument.

(PS: The computer code crashed halfway.,Tears.,It's hard to code out this chapter.,The number of words is slightly less.,I'm sorry.,I'm really sorry.,TAT.。 2 Thank you for your heart, thank you for the beauty of the moonlight, thank you for Xiao Er's wine 8 Lao Ding, thank you for turtles, thank you 0302Czl, thank you Tianque Murong, thank you Dai Chengyuan, thank you Yilan Meiyi, thank you Shar7, thank you Nanhai Sanren, thank you Peng Mingyue, thank you for the dragon bird ape, thank you for the end of the island, I have been on the reward list in the book review area for a long time, and due to space, some brothers did not appear in this list. Thank you to all the brothers for the monthly pass, this monthly ticket war is not over yet, the computer is broken, it has been repaired, and the panda can continue to code, now in 9th place, there are 500 votes from the first place, double, it is an alliance leader, the panda knows that there is still a lot of difference, the panda can only do it hard to update, tonight will continue to write until you can't write, write until you fall asleep in front of the computer, double the event will end tomorrow at 12 noon, before that, the panda will do everything!)