This tragic aura is definitely condensed by killing thousands of living beings, full of slaughter and awe, feeling this lonely and vast cold breath, the choice of killing and compassion, Yuwen Chenyi's heart also changed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of the world of good and evil, good and evil, should we have compassion to benefit all sentient beings, or should we raise the sword of justice to protect the common people in the world?

This question, which had never been thought about, suddenly came out of his heart, constantly considering the heavenly scale of his inner world, which was really an incredible thing for a martial artist who had just stepped into the door of cultivation.

If it weren't for the heroes who are alone in the rivers and lakes and have excellent martial arts, or the famous giants who dominate one side and control the life and death of one side, who would think about this problem boringly, ordinary martial artists can survive in this world.

But this thought haunted him like a nightmare, lingering on it, seemingly unanswered, never-ending.

Could it be that the Blue Shadow Sword wants me to make a choice?!

Yuwen Chenyi reacted immediately, for this question, it is not difficult for him to answer, as a martial arts cultivator, he naturally wants to use the sword in his hand to eliminate violence and defend justice, otherwise, what to do when practicing martial arts.

Of course, this kind of thing to maintain the common people in the world is too far away for him, too far away to reach, and it is okay to be able to protect himself, live well, and occasionally do a few chivalrous and righteous things.

Thinking like this in his heart, thinking like this in his heart, Qing Ming suddenly shone brightly, and the sword body that was as high as a hundred zhang instantly became smaller and thinner, and finally turned into a ray of red light and disappeared into his eyebrows.

The entire mountain of corpses and sea of blood collapsed, and tens of millions of corpses poured towards him overwhelmingly, and the monstrous waves of blood also swept in, completely engulfing him in it.

Yuwen Chenyi only felt that his breath was stagnant, and he jumped up reflexively, where was there a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, he found himself lying on the cabin, Qing Ming held his hand straight, and the faint blood light meandered, driving the cold murderous aura endlessly.

He glanced at the Qing Ming in his hand, and thought, where is this sword called Qing Ming, it should be called Blood Light, and he moved his body slightly, feeling that his body was still soft and weak, but his mind was exceptionally clear.

He tried his best to support his body, turned over and sat up with all his strength, put his sword on his chest, and said lightly: "In the future, you will be called Blood Light." Qing Ming immediately let out a buzzing beep in response.

Thinking of the bloody hell-like scene just now, Yuwen Chenyi was still frightened, and gently inserted the blood light into the sheath, replaced the star sword engraved with runes, and carried it on his back, with the blood light, he would not have to use Tai'a to fight the enemy in the future.

Yuwen Chenyi dragged his tired and weak body, moved to the side of the bed, and fell on the bed with his head up, the comfortable and soft feeling immediately brought deep tiredness to his brows, and he turned over and fell asleep.

At this time, in the vast desert, there was already twilight smoke everywhere, the twilight was vast, and there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, shining in all directions, shining on the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, and dozens of figures were shaking.

Biyue Fairy and Shangguan Ruoling were standing on the cyan stone tablet and commanding forty-nine disciples to draw magical patterns within a radius of hundreds of meters on the top of the mountain, if you look down from the sky, you will find that it is a huge nine-palace gossip map.

Shangguan Ruoling took out dozens of small flags that were inches long, according to the direction of the nine palaces, and recited incantations, those small flags were painted with countless wind, clouds and thunderstorms, among which there was a meandering and twisted rune, flashing with a faint red light, with the movement of the spell in her mouth, the small flag suddenly turned into a nine-point red light and fell to the ground, and disappeared into the ground.

After arranging, Shangguan Ruoling summoned Gao Yang to come forward and said to him: "This Nine Palace Feiyun Banner can't be taken out and applied at any time, it is not arranged in advance, and it can only be used when it absorbs the essence of the earth. ”

After speaking, he passed the spell and spell to Gao Yang, and then advised: "The heavy responsibility of guarding the entrance of the Holy Tomb Mountain will be entrusted to you, then Chu Nanfeng will come to seize the treasure with the strength of the whole gang, and he must be determined to win, and he must not be careless." ”

Gao Yang bowed and responded: "Yes, Gao Yang respectfully obeys the decree of Senior Sister." ”

Shangguan Ruoling snorted, looked up at the sky, and said with a firm face: "Senior brothers, let's go!"

As soon as the words were blurted out, the toes of her toes lightly touched the stone tablet, and the person had already turned around and flew towards the entrance of the Martial Saint Tomb, and the Blue Moon Fairy was with her, and the two beautiful figures flashed in at the entrance of the swarthy cave and disappeared on the horizon.

Except for the seven disciples led by Gao Yang who stayed where they were, the remaining forty-two Spirit Sword Palace disciples also shot towards the entrance of the cave......

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Sleeping until midnight, Yuwen Chenyi was suddenly woken up by a knock on the door, got up and opened the door to see that it was Ming Hao, a disciple of the Spirit Sword Palace, standing at the door, and before he could speak, the other party had already said: "Go to the hall and gather." ”

Yuwen Chenyi knew that something was happening, so he didn't say anything, nodded, and walked quickly to the hall, but saw that the hall was brightly lit, Gao Yang led two disciples to stand at the head of the hall, and the next two gathered some teenagers.

Xue Lin and Liu Dezhi stood in the corner of the hall and waved their hands to him and said, "Come here." Yuwen Chenyi nodded, walked quickly to the two of them, and stood side by side with them.

After a while, all the teenagers had already arrived and gathered in the hall, although they didn't understand what was happening, but all the people didn't make a noise, just looked at Gao Yang quietly.

Gao Yang counted the number of people, and after seeing that all the people had arrived, he nodded, and said with a solemn face: "Summoning everyone here tonight is a very tricky matter to announce to everyone. ”

As he spoke, he raised his tone and said loudly: "We have just received a warning from the reconnaissance disciples in front of us, there is a group of evil sect crooked people who are coming towards the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, their purpose is to forcibly seize the treasures buried in the Martial Saint Tomb.

In order to prevent the treasures from falling into the hands of these evil demons, I have sent two Dharma Protector Altar Masters to lead most of the disciples to the tomb to retrieve treasures, and now all the disciples on the entire spaceship are combined, there are only twelve left, and there are hundreds of people on the other side.

I need some volunteers to fight side by side with us, fight against the strong enemy, guard the entrance to the tomb, buy time for the two Dharma Protectors to take treasures, and be willing to step forward. ”