Looking at the stars, looking at the moon, or painting and arranging stones on the sand, Song Si was almost idle for seven days except for sleeping.

This qiē is all due to Yan Wuxin's temporary departure, leaving only Ye Guhong, who was seriously injured and silent.

Ye Guhong's injury had almost healed, and he looked at Song Si and asked, "Daoist Song, I see that you have been playing children's games like this for seven days, why don't you sit down and cultivate?"

"Annoying, everyone knows me and needs me to do something, but I am the only one who doesn't know, do you understand this feeling?" Song Si was indignant, and shot a sword qi towards the stone array under his feet.

Shout!

The sword qi splashed dust and sand, and suddenly a pool of blood shot out of the sand like a fountain, which made Song Si greatly surprised: "Ha, interesting! Any sword qi can make the sand bleed." ”

"Baga!" Four ninjas suddenly rushed out of the surrounding sand, stepping on the phantom steps to kill Song Si.

"It's finally fun. Song Si's sword qi condensed and shot out sword qi at a few figures, and those ninja figures immediately shattered and dissipated.

"It turned out to be a phantom. Song Si muttered, and the sword momentum unfolded, and a sword tip poked out from under Song Si's feet, about to split Song Si in half on the spot, who knew that as soon as he approached the ground, he felt a powerful sword momentum suppressed, and his chest was stuffy, and he was stuck in the sand.

Song Si sneered, stepped lightly on his right foot, and a sword qi then shot in, and the ninja in the sand screamed miserably, and he didn't move anymore, just adding another gushing blood fountain to the sand.

"Dao Chief, I'm in a very bad mood!" Song Si roared, the yin and yang diagram under his feet reappeared, and the majestic sword momentum spread out. When Ye Guhong saw this kind of formation, he was horrified in his heart, and when the sword momentum was about to cover him, he fled hundreds of feet away, and watched from afar.

"Sword Flowing Cloud!"

The infinite sword qi shot densely towards the hundreds of feet around Song Si, and the invisible ninjas had nowhere to hide, and the ninjas in the terrifying sword momentum felt deep fear and despair.

The highest level of talent among them was far from being comparable to the Dongchang masters who had been killed in the Sword Flowing Cloud before, so for this group of ninjas who were fighting five scum, they were shattered into pools of blood foam by the continuous sword qi in just a few breaths, and were buried in the yellow sand.

If it weren't for the severance of the sword, I'm afraid no one would think that there was a group of ninjas here.

Song Si put away his sword, shook his head, and went to fiddle with the pebbles again.

"Daoist Song, what kind of sword move are you?" Ye Guhong wiped the sweat from his forehead, if it weren't for the fact that he had seen Song Si's swordsmanship and run fast, I am afraid that he would have become part of those red blood foams at this moment.

Song Si turned his head and glanced at him: "What's the use of this sword move? It can only kill ants, and a slightly stronger one can't be killed, such as one there." ”

"The swordsman of the East is really powerful, and he can even see the old man's deeds. A cloud of smoke exploded between the shattered rocks, and a silver-clad ninja clapped his hands and walked over.

Song Si shook his head slightly: "Little widow, who gave you the guts to come here?"

The silver-clothed ninja was quite disdainful of Song Si's attitude: "I may not be Your Excellency's opponent on the front, but if I use ninjutsu, Your Excellency will definitely not be my opponent." ”

Ye Guhong looked at the silver-clothed ninja, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he sighed silently in his heart.

"Do you believe that you will die the next moment?" Song Si said sarcastically.

"Hahaha, are the people of the Ming Dynasty so arrogant?" The silver-clothed ninja laughed wildly, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, and his heart became alert, and the silver-clothed ninja wanted to escape at the first moment.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

A palm fell from the sky, directly slapping the silver-clothed ninja into a ball of meatloaf and embedding it in the yellow sand pit.

Immediately after that, the familiar poem horn sounded in the void: "The best time is like a dream to return to people, who has words and no heart!"

Yan Wuxin swept the dust, and the dust and sand rolled up, sending all the eye-catching bloody flesh cakes into the valley of death. I saw that the previous Silver Ninja Blood Cake was dissolved from the flesh visible to the naked eye, leaving only a little broken skeleton in the end.

This scene made Song Si's heart tremble, and his impression of this Demon Domain female master was much better, if she hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have died seven days ago.

"The Nine Heavens Mixed Yuan is supreme, and the Tai Chi Five Elements and Nine Palaces are arrayed. "Wudang Jingxuan Zhenren was dressed in a black true martial arts robe, and he descended.

"Enlightenment is still the source of life cultivation, and the great hidden mixed yuan cui is void and peaceful. "Zhang Xujing, the head of the Southern Sect who had been hit hard in the past, held the Dao fan in his hand, stepped on the void, and stopped on a huge rock.

Zhang Xujing glanced at Song Si meaningfully, and admired him in his eyes.

Purple gold crown, purple yang robe, purple jade belt, this is clearly the order of the Southern Sect, what is going on? Song Si deeply remembered that the day that the commander of the Southern Sect Zhang Xujing was severely injured, but who is this in front of him? Who is true and who is false, or are both true?

Song Si was speechless, and without waiting for him to wonder, several people came in the void, namely the Tianshan Sect Yunyi Fairy, the Longmen Sect Qingyang Zhenren, the Wutai Mountain Chengzhi, the Northern Shaolin Yi Buddha Heart, the Donglin Academy Mu Shaoai, the Yunyang Academy Yi Shuitu, etc., the three masters came one by one, and all of them were in the realm of transcendent sanctification, and Song Si was shocked.

No matter how he compared, Song Si felt that he was not the protagonist, but an ant, standing in front of these people, how small he was. However, he always felt that there were some strange characters among these people mixed in, such as the Chengzhi who had a weak calf in front of Yan Wuxin.

However, he was able to stand in the void so easily, completely breaking Song Si's cognition. Finding Song Si's gaze, the great monk Chengzhi smiled and patted his head to look at the sky.

"I didn't expect the great sage of Yunyang Academy to come. Yan Wuxin bowed slightly to the great sage Yi Shuitu, this great sage is highly respected, rare in ancient times, and deeply respected by the people in the rivers and lakes, even the people in the demon path are no exception.

"Don't dare, the end of the law is coming, for the continuation of the hundred schools of Taoism, I should make a contribution. Yi Shuitu said politely.

"Legend has it that the gods and men worked together to collide with the mountains in anger, overturning the heavens and the earth, covering the stars, and messing up the structure of the universe, and since then the vitality of heaven and earth has been decreasing day by day. Since then, after the war of the witch clan and the demon clan, the battle of the gods, almost exhausted the vitality of heaven and earth, the saints are far away, the immortals and Buddhas are not visible, and to this day, the five continents and four oceans rarely soar, and the suppression of heaven and earth is getting stronger day by day, regardless of the righteous path and the demonic path, the difficulty of our breakthrough is getting higher and higher. Yan Wuxin paused for a moment and continued, "Fortunately, there is a saint's bequest to seal the Kunlun Realm for 300,000 miles, and today is the time for us to open it. ”

At this moment, a poem came from the void again, ethereal, as if it was a fairy sound.

"Don't ask about heaven and earth, don't ask about immortals, don't enter reincarnation, don't search. A lifetime of traveling to the galaxy, purple qi comes east to turn into a cloud sword. "The vast purple qi filled the void, falling down like an aurora, and the figure floating down from the clouds in the purple light was the purple-clothed Taoist from a few days ago.

"Ladies and gentlemen, poor Dao is late, forgive me!" the purple-clothed Taoist saluted everyone.

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

"Please!"

The purple-clothed Taoist came to Song Si with a smile: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Song Si didn't know why, but he still politely returned the salute.

"I know some of your origins, this time I only need seven drops of your blood, and it won't hurt you much, so don't worry. Looking at the nervous Song Si, the purple-clothed Taoist patted him on the shoulder and comforted him to relax.

The mood was slightly relaxed, and when Song Sizheng felt that this purple-clothed Taoist was not bad, his fingertips suddenly ached, and seven drops of blood flew out and floated in front of the purple-clothed Taoist.

Old miscellaneous hair! Slut! It hurts me to death! Song Si bared his teeth and cursed in his heart.

This purple-clothed Taoist was so shameless, without Song Si's consent, and even took away the blood without Song Si's slightest preparation, and what was even more odious was that as soon as these seven drops of fingertip blood came out, it made his heart ache so much, it was like taking blood from his heart.

"Ahem, it's poor negligence. The purple-clothed Taoist smiled apologetically and slapped a palm on Song Si's chest.

The purple light flashed, Song Si's heart suddenly warmed, and the previous pain disappeared without a trace.

"Where is the Seven Star Jade Plate?" said the purple-clothed Daoist, and the invisible energy dispersed, pushing Song Si out of the land of a hundred zhang.

Song Si touched his hands and feet blankly, not hurt at all, and couldn't help but be amazed by the control power of the purple-clothed Taoist.

Yan Wuxin took out the seven-star jade plate and threw it towards the purple-clothed Taoist, who waved his long sleeves and received the seven-star jade plate in front of him, and at the same time, seven drops of Song Si's fingertip blood fell on the seven-star respectively.

Suddenly, the seven stars of the jade plate emitted a dazzling white light, making the three sect masters close their eyes and dare not look directly.

"The dry air rises, the earth falls, the seven stars gather, and hell opens!"

The purple-clothed Taoist stretched out his hand, and a grim ghost gate appeared above Death Valley. In an instant, the entire Death Valley was swept into the sky by the black wind, sweeping in all directions, and thousands of ghosts were crying, which was extremely terrifying. But no matter how the black wind in Death Valley hits, it is difficult to cross a purple line outside Death Valley.

"Ten thousand years of souls, the bones of all beings, the sacrifice of the seven stars, the gate of heaven is out!"

With the edict of the purple-clothed Daoist, the seven-star jade disk flew into the sky, shooting out seven-star light towards Death Valley, suppressing the Quartet. Under the dispelling of the light of the seven stars, the black wind and ghosts in the valley rushed towards the ghost gate, which lasted for nearly half an hour, and the black wind disappeared without a shadow, and the heavens and the earth were clear again.

At the same time, the fairy sound is faint, a light gate emerges, the cliff is faintly visible behind the light gate, the green mountains and green waters, the green luan and the white crane, like the legendary fairyland.

"Fall!"

The purple-clothed Taoist stretched out his hand and pointed, and the seven-star jade disk fell under the light gate, slowly growing larger until it swallowed the light gate, and finally turned into a huge stone plate.

"This jade plate can last here for three hundred years, it is opened every three months, and each opening lasts for three days, you can enter the Kunlun Void Realm to cultivate through Guò here, and then enter other worlds through the teleportation array in the Kunlun Void Realm after cultivating to a high level. The mission of the poor Dao is over, so I will leave!" After that, the purple-clothed Daoist turned into a little purple light and dissipated.

"You must know that the end of the law is coming, everything is an ant, and there is a glimmer of life, don't be prejudiced, remember, remember!"

When the masters heard this warning words, they felt a little inexplicable, but they still kept it in mind. To be honest, this purple-clothed Taoist also appeared inexplicably, wandering the world, and with just one mouth, everyone present was convinced. After the purple-clothed Taoist cast the spell, he was even more in awe of him, and faintly guessed whether this person was an immortal, just to open up a glimmer of life for all beings in the world at the end of the law.