Fingers wiped the sword body, a lightning bolt from the west sky, across the long sky, and finally did not reach the corner of the west sky, the lightning really crossed the entire world, but also across the entire world!

The lightning was followed by a thunderous sensation, and before the thunder fell, there was a heavy rain, and the raindrops of the inheritance string shone silver, like the color of a long sword.

Heavy rain that enveloped every inch of Middle-earth.

Rao is Su Jing is well-informed, and he has never experienced such cold rain. It's not about the body, it's about the coldness that comes from the depths of the soul, and when a drop of rain falls on the body, the spirit seems to freeze for it, and it's hard to turn even a thought.

I can only see and listen but I can't think and imagine, my mind is frozen, what is the meaning of time?

Time has no meaning, 10,000 years is no different from an instant, there is no time in the world, only a silver rain remains.

And the entire Middle-earth of the World Realm quickly blurred in the heavy rain.

In the rain, the colors were blurred at first, green mountains, blue seas, red flowers, purple fruits, all colors were washed by the heavy rain to a clean place, the original heaven and earth, visible to the naked eye, faded layer by layer, only in just a few breaths The colorful world has become a black and white lonely world.

After the color, the shape is also blurred, the mountains seem to melt in the rain, the deep ravines are filled by the rain, the sea is clouded by the water mist smashed by the heavy rain and disappears from its original appearance, three breaths, that is, three breaths, the world seems to be thrown into the basin of water and soaked for a long time The dough sculpture is 'melted' to the point that it has no shape.

Three breaths passed, and three breaths passed, and the heavy rain continued. The heavy rain that cleaned the color and fuzzy shape turned into the divine knife and fairy axe in the hands of God, chiseling, knocking, carving, carving and carving, and the Qiankun quickly became clear again, with shape and color, but everything in the world and earth was reformed, and what stood in front of him was reappeared, and where was the world that Su Jing knew and was familiar with.

The old way wiped the sword, summoned a heavy rain, and washed out a Holocene realm that Su Jing had never seen before!

I don't know when the rain became 'warm', but it was still cold. But there is no such coldness that freezes through the soul. At least Su Jing regained his ability to think. Like many cultivators, Su Jing lifted his eyes in the air, carefully examining this Holocene realm that had been 'washed' out by heavy rain.

After a closer look, I found that in fact, the general outline of the Middle-earth realm has not changed much, only a rough outline remains, and the details have changed and changed everywhere.

For example, the ice fields of the north. It seems to be a little smaller than it is now. And in the middle of the ice sheet there is a huge lake of 10,000 hectares. Is it a lake or a sea? There is no strict boundary. Su Jing is not clear;

For example, in the West, the area of the Gobi is much larger than today, but the desert is much smaller. The desert is northern, very strange, there is a huge stone henge there, Su Jing calmed down and looked west, and was surprised to find that the stone array was actually a forest of steles - a giant forest of tombstones;

For example, in the east, there is a big pit in plain white, which does not look like a giant pit left by a meteorite, and the gold veins and jade veins in the pit are entangled with each other.

There is also the south, the junction of the eastern soil and the southern wilderness, where the woods have become gloomy, three thousand miles of desert, more gloomy and colder than the mourning forest that Su Jing had seen in the netherworld, when did the world have a forest that is more gloomy than the netherworld

Looking at it, the carving mountain girl who flew up with Su Jing smiled softly at them: "It's over." ”

Su Jing didn't understand for a while, what was the 'past'. But before he could ask a question, suddenly the great lake of the northern ice field was pouring into the sky, and a long sword rushed into the sky, volleying, slamming, and the sword roar alarmed the north!

Su Jing exclaimed 'ah', he knew this sword, not only did he know it, but he was also very familiar with it, since he was 'expelled from the mountain', he has always been by his side.

Just when the North Hells were rushing to the sky, there were shocking changes between heaven and earth and in all directions!

In the west, the giant army horse rushed out of Stonehenge, the mighty horse galloped across the desert, and when the march raised the long dragon in the gallop and charged, the whole giant cavalry turned into a sword, and the Northern Underworld Qizun, one of the eight sword kings of the Jiangshan Sword Domain, the horse foot dragon sand!

In the east, the golden veins and jade veins of the Dao Dao inexplicably turned into life, turning into giant snakes, intertwining with each other and grinding with each other, and entangled and entangled them into a sword, the sword of gold and jade, one of the eight kings, full of gold and jade!

In the south, the ghostly forest burned, the dark green fire light was like a demon's long tongue, licking the sky one by one, the fire was vigorous, the flames were entangled, when all the flames gathered together, a long sword flew out of the flames, the southern sword king, the willow and the southeast, northeast, southwest, northwest, and the ginkgo tree in the distance, as well as the inconspicuous blue pool, and the trembling red-headed volcano, and the huge black and purple island in the sea, the earth-earth realm, everywhere the sword, everywhere the sword!

Suddenly, Su Jing understood the girl's reminder: In the past.

A heavy rain washes out a new world, on the contrary, this rain restores the old Middle-earth.

The deep lake on the ice in the far north, the huge stele forest in the west, the golden and jade crater in the east, and the forest and ghost forest in the south are all sword refining furnaces of the immortal elders of the Jiangshan Sword Domain.

That's it, the Jiangshan Sword Domain, every sword is taken from the Middle Earth Qiankun, and those who take the sword from the Qiankun will use the long sword in their hands to protect this Qiankun!

The ancient method of sword refining has long been lost, but the general truth is clear to people today: a place of spiritual beauty turns into a sword furnace, and when the divine sword is cast, the creatures of that place will not be affected, but the spirit of the beautiful qi will be exhausted into the long sword.

The place is still the same place, and the vitality is still strong, but in terms of the 'spirit', there is a difference between life and death. A sword is out, and a place is dead.

Spiritual light appeared in his mind, like thunder and lightning, instantly illuminating the truth, Su Jing suddenly realized: the sword is born, the earth is dead, in terms of the sword, where is its tomb?

It was already decided at the moment of birth that the Lingxiu Land that died because of it would be its burial place in 10,000 years! It is ridiculous that the younger generations are ignorant and actually use the Sword Domain as a sword mound.

The sword domain will always be the sword domain, and ten thousand swords are inserted all over the place waiting for the younger generations to take them. Even if the sword in the middle of the house is motionless, it is not their grave.

Jiangshan Sword Domain is the home of this long sword, and the real sword mounds are everywhere, the place where the sword is born, the place where the soul is mourned, and the place where the sword is buried!

When the sword mound changed and all the long swords of the sword domain were collected in the depths of the earth, in fact, the ten thousand swords had already dispersed, and each one returned to its own mound to bring life and death into one, turning the waiting of ten thousand years into an awakening. The swords were long gone. But the depths of the heart of the Sword Domain are not empty: the famous sword has stayed here for too long. His body is not there, but there is still a shadow of his form, and his intention to leave but there is a remnant of sword energy. It's ridiculous that the demon monk is ignorant, and he only smashed a 'clothed mound' and thought he had really destroyed the Sword Domain.

Ten thousand swords, volleying the country. Roaring in unison. At this moment, the noodle-eating Taoist wrist shook again. The palm of his hand took off into the air. Merge into ten thousand swords, vibrate, vibrate, vibrate, and resound, like a dragon roaring or thunder, like a tsunami or a landslide. I don't hear the desolation, I only see the excitement, and the heroic roar at that time, forget the heroism of life and death and despise the reincarnation.

In the midst of this cheer, wisps of green smoke were like threads, condensed but not dispersed, and swayed from the ground. Where does the green smoke come from? Looking at it, the place where the smoke rises is impressive, and the rivers and mountains are in the sword domain.

I don't know when, that piece of ruins has become an ancient and vast spiritual place of cultivation, with towering sword towers, white birds and cranes shuttling, and a large group of Taoist priests standing solemnly, burning immortals and sacrificing to the sky!

Suddenly, the sound of the sword roared and rose to a height, almost shattering the old world, and ten thousand swords chased after the smoke and returned to the Sword Prison, which was their home, where their friends were calling and waiting.

Summon a reunion that spans the ages and await a killing that doesn't ask about the afterlife!

Ten thousand swords return to the sect!

After another breath, the rain stopped.

There was a flash of light in front of him, and then he saw that the world world had returned to its current appearance. The ice lake in the north and the ghost forest in the south have all dispersed, and the Jiangshan Sword Domain has become a ruin again, except for the Taoist, the sword is still there!

What happened before was a dream or an illusion? Su Jing knew in his heart that it was not, it was a reincarnation.

The monk reversed the world in order to reverse the skyscraper, and the Taoist priest reversed the time in order to awaken the Jiangshan Sword Domain. Throughout the ages, it has been the sky, and the four directions have been the universe. The word universe, the monk flipped his wrist, and the Taoist priest wiped the long sword

The lord of the sword domain, he can't see the fairy wind dao bones, this person has a fierce face and a lack of eyes. Whoever looks is afraid.

Like the monks, the evil Dao and the eight sword masters and tens of millions of Dao people did not look at the ink giant spirit at all, first looked at the western sky, the treasure temple monk, and the blind monk beckoned, and then looked at the innocent sage, the great sage took back his gourd, one bite, two mouthfuls.

To you, I will drink for you.

After that, the gourd handed it to the three corpses who were hungry for wine, and said that it was strange that this time the elixir in the jasper gourd came out as soon as it was poured, so that the flower accidentally scattered a lot, and Lei was so angry that he stomped his feet and scolded the third loser

I couldn't pour it before, but now I drink it casually, Su Jing can probably understand the meaning of naivety: what should be respected, you have to wait. After the salute, go and drink it casually.

Thinking about this, Su Jing was a little strange, didn't hide it, and asked the carving girl next to him in a low voice: "Isn't there still a three-body fang ancestor senior?

The girl knows everything: "Ghost, what kind of wine in the world to drink, you have to find willow leaves for him, blame the trouble." ”

When the skyscraper monk appeared, he just stopped fighting innocently, and the rest of the great sages were still roaring and fighting;

The army of the ink giant spirit is now in a defensive position, seeing the giants of Middle-earth coming out one after another, their hearts are terrified, how can they take the initiative to attack again, I just hope that the 'Seventeen Long Pavilions, Extraction Method' of their own Chinese army can be formed quickly, and each team of soldiers and horses will guard their own formations and be careful.

The Jiangshan Sword Master came the latest, but he and the noodle-eating Dao human mirror mirrored, knowing that the Dao Mo Giant Spirit was fiddling with a fierce spell in order to turn the tables, the sword master opened his voice and asked with a smile: "What do you think?"

The blind monk spread his hands: "I am a Buddha with compassion, I have no idea." ”

A monk went together to look at the innocent sage, and the innocence really showed the palm of the carving girl without raising his head: "Seventeen ink pavilions, the method of extraction, even a Hexue court has been destroyed." Something new that I haven't heard of before. Don't you want to try it?"

The monk raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Very good!"

The old man flicked the sword and smiled: "Wonderful!"

Naively hummed: "Then wait a minute." ”

Who is the blind monk, what kind of person is the fierce way, and what kind of person is the innocent sage, knowing that the other party is performing heavy arts, but they can use it, but it depends on whether the ink is eternal or the middle earth is perfect!

The three corpses were drinking, and when they heard the words, they felt that the time had come for them to appear, so they turned over and flew straight into the air, and thunderously raised their heads and shouted: "Pickled evil demons quickly cast spells, don't let my innocent great sage wait for a long time" Just shouted half a sentence, suddenly the fox roared to the sky behind him, the great sage roared, the Buddha light in the west rushed, Zen sang like thunder, and the eastern ten thousand swords turned into dragons, and the curse collapsed.

The Southern Great Sage, the Western Monk, the Eastern Sword Immortal, all the sages have all shot!

The Buddha descended from the sky and fell straight to the Mojia army; the sword light was shocking, flashing again and again, cutting off the black smoke; the giant demon deceived the sky, set off boundless water and fire to kill and rob, and annihilated the giant spirit?

Are all fools to be a Buddha, a Taoist, and a great sage?

Watching the enemy die without turning a blind eye, and living up to the expectations of the world. (To be continued......)