The golden lock is not substantial, just a halo of light, somewhat ethereal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The breath of the long eyebrows gradually became stronger, but it was never able to break through, which was given by the gold lock. When his aura reached its peak and was about to touch that barrier, the golden lock would shed a few rays of golden light, causing a painful expression to appear on his face.

"Fate Lock, are you crazy?" the head of the Liu family recognized the golden lock and roared angrily.

The lock of life is the imprisoned power of the Dao of Destiny, it is this lock that seals the cultivation of Changmei, as long as this lock is in, Changmei is in fate, it stands to reason that the head of the Liu family should be happy, but he understands Changmei's crazy intentions, so he will become angry.

Only by opening the lock, Changmei can restore his former cultivation, if it is forcibly destroyed, the things inside will also be destroyed, and the jade will be burned, and Changmei's choice is the latter.

Long eyebrows and bruised on his face, his face became distorted, the pain was indescribable, his qualifications were mediocre after all, and he could not escape the shackles of fate.

When he was still a Taoist boy, he traveled to the heavens with Wuwei and Wuxiu, Wuwei liked a girl named Kite, and he liked Kite's junior sister.

Wu Wei will take the kite by the hand and say, "I'll take you away!" It doesn't matter whether others want it or not, even if the world is against it.

And he doesn't have the power of inaction, nor does he have the freedom and courage of inaction.

Facing the high mountains, he chose to be timid and turned to leave, leaving only a back for the girl who had sworn by the mountains and the sea.

After that, he fell into the Tao of fate and lived like a wasted man.

The Dao aunt who performed the spell pointed to his back and said to the girl: "Promise him 10,000 years, but he is just a waste." ”

However, 10,000 years have really passed, and he is still alive, maybe he is the waste in Daogu's mouth, but he has never regretted his choice.

He admires the freedom of inaction, happiness and hatred, because these are things he has never had, but compared to inaction, he respects his master more Wuxiu, maybe the master failed to create so many miracles, and he is not able to turn the tide and ascend to the sky in one step, but the master carries the responsibility on his shoulders and teaches him what it is.

After the Wuxiu Sword Immortal left, he guarded the Jianxi Sect for 10,000 years, this is the responsibility, even if it is a humble life, he doesn't care.

The Jianxi faction has experienced one calamity after another, even if they have faced the pressure of the Immortal Gate, they have all come over, and now the Zhongfu Liu family, how can they destroy him.

Breaking the lock does not mean that he has escaped his fate, but that he has come to the end of his fate.

The cloudy eyes of the long eyebrows flashed with a hint of determination, and they attacked again, and cracks began to appear on the golden lock's body.

The rift slowly crept up all over the big golden locks, crumbling.

Changmei's body was soft, and he was a little out of strength, but his aura increased at a geometric speed, and the shackles were no longer there, until he was at the peak of his transformation.

He looked down at the back of his wrinkled hand, but he was a little stunned, from now on he could no longer continue to protect the foundation of his master, this was the last time.

To live one day or ten thousand years, once he chose the latter, and now he still comes to the first option, perhaps this is an inevitable choice.

The head of the Liu family felt that he was under the giant, and a huge pressure pressed him out of breath, he thought that Changmei was a cowardly person, and he would be like the joke in Zhongfu, who thought that the other party was a madman and wanted to die with him.

There is no doubt that Changmei at this time is very powerful, and everyone present is shocked by his momentum.

Xue Yue could only stare at the old man in the sky, his eyes were bloodshot, he held his sword tightly, he could only watch, and then he knelt on the ground, not daring to look again.

Grandpa left him, and now his master has also chosen to leave, that is his only relative. He had just found a place to rely on, but the mountain was about to collapse.

Changmei pulled out an ordinary long sword, pointed it directly at the head of the Liu family, and said, "Promise me, never set foot in the Southeast Region." ”

The head of the Liu family bowed his head in contemplation, and then shook the support.

"Old fellow, your time has passed, I can not kill anyone, I can keep your sect, as long as this land, you only need to belong to it. ”

"You're really not afraid of death!" Changmei said stubbornly, there is no compromise, there is no possibility of retreat, he gives himself only one choice, and the head of the Liu family is also the only choice.

"You think it's over killing me, I'm telling you that the Liu family is determined to win the Southeast Regions, and what you do is meaningless. The head of the Liu family frowned and continued to try the possibility of negotiation.

The Liu family has been waiting for the southeast region for six years, and it is impossible to wait any longer, he is just the head of the family in front of the scene, and many decisions are not something he can decide, if he fails this time, the head of the family is only afraid that he will have to transpose, so he has no choice.

However, Changmei did not answer, and raised his sword.

The head of the Liu family turned pale with fright, looking at the ordinary long sword in the sky, and felt a chill in his body. When he was sure that the sword in Changmei's hand was about to fall, there was no possibility of negotiation, so he hurriedly drove the spiritual power of his whole body, wanting to escape, but it was too late.

The sword had fallen, nothing fancy, just chopped.

This sword has no flaws, with a devastating momentum. The head of the Liu family hurriedly drove the Eight Desolation Ding, but this time the invincible immortal weapon could not hold on for a moment, and was forced to retreat again and again by the sword qi.

The long sword was on top of his head, and the head of the Liu family could only stare at him, it turned out that Changmei really wanted to kill him, and it was too late to regret it at this time.

Stab!

The sword fell, crisply, and the momentum was not loud, and the entire school field became silent.

The head of the Liu family smashed straight into the ruins from the air, and until he died, his eyes were still wide in disbelief.

The brawl on the school floor stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at the sky, only to react to the sudden change with shock.

People were shocked, not only because Changmei killed the head of the Liu family, but also because a person suddenly appeared behind the master of Changmei, and he also pierced his body with a sword.

Changmei felt the tingling pain in his chest, lowered his head, and found a sword piercing his secluded mansion, he turned back in shock, only to see a white-clothed scholar, holding the hilt of the sword.

"You...... You...... It's you...... Why?" Changmei looked at the scholar carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, he was thinking and recalling, from anger and regret to doubt, incomprehension, and mixed feelings.

"For the Holy Sect!" the scholar replied lightly, and then added: "Also for your liberation!"

"It turns out that the Sacred Heart Sect was created by you, no wonder, no wonder ......" The long eyebrows dispersed, and he was no longer resentful.

The scholar shook his head and said solemnly, "The Holy Lord is much better!"

Saying that, the scholar turned his head and looked in the direction of the west gate of the school, and a little girl came.

The girl was dressed in black and wore a pale mask, bouncing and jumping, lively as an elf, eerie as a ghost.

Nearly 100 black-robed monks came from the sky to resist the wind, sweeping the formation for the little girl, and a young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was in front of everyone, full of spirit.