Everyone was at a loss for a while, and they were all a little stunned by the contradiction in Lin Chen's words, but seeing Lin Chen's solemn face, subconsciously, everyone's hearts also became heavy.

Bing Lianxing was silent for a moment, looked at the ancient sword in his hand, and there seemed to be a moment of feeling in his pupils. ”

She looked at Lin Chen, her eyes flashed with a strange look, and she didn't know what to think, sighed, and said, " According to what you said, I'm afraid that the demonic Tao is really unfathomable, do you know that in this world, can cultivate the artistic conception, but I am afraid that there are not a few people, when my master, is one of the only few people in the world, although I have not really touched the threshold, but also know that I am trapped in the artistic conception of others, life and death are already out of their own way, to break out of the realm, if it is not less than to cross thousands of tribulations, except for the heart firm, there is no other way, even if the cultivation of the Tao to the home, the mind is unstable, will be confused by the artistic conception of the illusion, indulged in it all my life and can not extricate myself, it is me, I dare not say that I can get out of the predicament。 ”

Bing Lianxing stared at the young man in front of him, his face was cold with a hint of complexity, he didn't continue, but his heart was up and down for a while, you know, the path of cultivation is unpredictable, and you can't just look at a bone qualification, you can judge its achievements, every time in the end, what kind of achievements people with different hearts will be, Bing Lianxing has read countless people in his life, and he knows it in his heart, but this young man, not to mention his qualifications, is just the perseverance of his will, and she has only seen it in her life, what kind of achievements such a person will have in the end, who in the world can assert？

Hearing the words of this Binglan Cloud Pavilion Hall Master, the people around him were as arrogant as Murong Longyou, and they would rather return to evil, but they couldn't help but be silent for a while, and their gaze at Lin Chen seemed to be a little complicated.

Lin Chen didn't think about it so much, his face was solemn at this moment, his mind was slightly in a trance, even the cultivation of the Ice Mercy Star Great Red Heaven Taiqing Realm failed to cultivate the artistic conception, so what kind of terrifying point did the Witch Emperor's true cultivation go?

There was some silence, and at this time, everyone suddenly felt something, raised their heads in unison, and looked at the majestic mountain in front of them.

But at the end of the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain, which was faintly visible, it suddenly brightened, like a newborn morning sun, shining incomparably clearly in the deep mountains that were suppressed by the wind, rain and snow.

The light of the morning sun, warm and seems to have a bit of cold coldness, in the light to dispel the darkness at the same time, the four directions of the heaven and earth are shining to the place, the mountains and rocks, flowers, ancient trees, and even the people at the foot of the mountain, all things in the heaven and earth, as if they are overlooked by this compassionate and indifferent, gentle and powerful Buddha light, so they are afraid.

Before anyone could react, but in a moment, but seeing that the morning sun-like Buddha light had not yet risen, a hole suddenly broke in the sky, and then a powerful sword intent as vast as a huge abyss seemed to swoop down from above the nine heavens, both heavy, but whistling like a breeze, blowing away all obstacles.

In the sky, the sword light fell like floating clouds!

At that moment, the wind and rain in the sky ceased to rise, the vast land was silent, and all the 100,000 mountains bowed their heads.

The people present were shocked, and then they came back to their senses, their faces were all discolored, this sudden vision from the sky, the two unfathomable forces that fought against each other, were simply thrilling, unheard of, even Bing Lianxing, and couldn't help but be moved, and his face changed.

"This sword intent ......"

Ming Xiaoqian had just said half of it, but suddenly stopped talking, her eyes went straight to the sky, and then, she subconsciously looked to the side, where Yan Ruoxue, who was holding the Snow Fairy Sword, suddenly looked at her, and the two looked at each other, both of them were surprised and inexplicable, and couldn't help but look at Lin Chen.

In the dark night, I saw Lin Chen's body trembling slightly, and he wanted to speak and stopped, and in the end, after all, it seemed that a thousand words had come to naught, and he took a deep breath, a little confused, and pressed into his deep heart, stunned, and spit out two words in a low voice: "Master......"

When the people around him heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and after being stunned for a moment, Lin Xuan was surprised and delighted, looked at the two junior sisters of Forgotten Dust Peak, and said, "Is it really Uncle Yan?"

Yan Ruoxue said "um", Ming Xiaoqian couldn't help but take the words, her face was uncontrollable, and said, "Except for my father, who else in this world has such a sword intent!"

Everyone looked sideways for a while, but Kunlun Murong Longyou and a few people couldn't help but glance at each other, this moment when they needed help, Yan Jingchen's arrival naturally made them overjoyed, but at the same time, their minds couldn't help but be a little erratic, Shushan, a generation of sword gods, had never forgotten the scene when Qingwei Daoist vomited blood and fled away with only Ling pressure in the Qingyun Dojo.

In addition to the surprise, just seeing Lin Chen's expression at the moment, the atmosphere in the audience seemed a little heavy.

Lin Chen raised his head silently, his eyes were deep, and he slowly stared at the other side of the firmament, the faint light of the Xuansha Ancient Sword behind him flowed, flickering and dimming, shining his handsome face, but everyone could clearly see that this former great disciple of Forgotten Dust Peak, his face was so pale, and his tiredness looked even thicker, as if he also had a trace of dazedness.

The wind blows on the face, with a hint of cold chill, but how to hide it, the churning in the deep heart?

"Senior brother...... Yan Ruoxue took a step forward and called softly, faintly fragrant, floating secretly.

Lin Chen's body moved slightly, turned his head, looked at this senior sister who was like a relative, was silent for a moment, slowly, smiled, and said, "Master, he is above, I, as a disciple, have not listened to his old man's teachings for a long time." ”

Yan Ruoxue's eyes flashed with luster in the depths of her eyes, she didn't smile or speak, she just looked at him quietly as always, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart?

"Roaring ......" In the eyes of everyone, the ancient clumsy long sword behind Lin Chen suddenly let out a low sword roar, like a dragon suddenly waking up, looking at the Quartet, this former junior brother was bathed in wisps of light, his clothes were flying, and he was chic with a little unruly in the world, and then, he raised his head, the sword, the clear light danced, and pointed like a sword, but it was the Shushan sword trick that moved the world through the ages.

In the flickering of the ghostly light, Lin Chen took the sword and rose up, walked in the air, and rushed straight to the depths of the mountain, and the gray miasma that gathered but did not disperse around him was silently surging away where the ghostly light crossed, and did not close again, as if he was also shocked by the rebellious aura in the ghostly light.

"What a heavy ferocious ......"

Almost at the same time, everyone's faces changed, all of them were intimidated by the aura emanating from Lin Chen's body, it seemed that at that moment, even his breath was suffocated, and they all looked at the ghostly light that had appeared in the distance of the sky, stunned, Lin Chen was stunned from beginning to end, what he made was clearly the true law of the Xuanmen Sect, majestic and atmospheric, why did he have such a strong aura on his body?

At this moment, a clear whistle was heard, and the blue light flashed, condensing slightly in the air, and with the fluttering white clothes, it quickly chased towards the faintly visible ghostly light.

In the deepest darkness, the strange light and lightning are like a life of running and chasing in time, never stopping.

"Senior Sister Huang!"

Everyone exclaimed, and in an instant, the fog in the sky surged again, and the two figures had disappeared in front of them.

Almost at the same time, the earth suddenly rose up, spread all over the mountains, solidified the mountains and rocks, towering ancient trees, and suddenly roared and scattered and poured, as if the mountains were about to fall, splashing out gravel dust that covered the sky and the sun.

The two unimaginably terrifying auras in the sky seemed to be still deadlocked, but seeing that the light of the morning sun was getting stronger and stronger, it gradually reflected the surrounding heaven and earth, but then the vast sword intent also became more and more majestic, as if it was endless.

Even though everyone was far away at the foot of the mountain, they could clearly sense the invisible coercion of the two supreme true powers, and in a trance, they seemed to see another world that the world could not comprehend.

In that world, there are still 100,000 mountains, and this world is still as black as ink.

Everything seemed to stand still.

Only the two faintly visible figures, silently confronted.

There was only a gentle and indifferent Buddha light, a heavy and ethereal sword intent.

The light of the Buddha shines on the world, and the sword intent is everywhere.

Such a heaven and earth, just like standing between the ice and snow, looking up at the warm winter sun, under the purest light in the world, watching thousands of snowflakes fluttering in the world, reflecting with the light, a touch of melting, those pictures are beautiful to the extreme, but also make people palpitate to the extreme.

Powerful breath, solemn Buddha light, fearless heaven and earth, horizontal sword intent, they snuggle up to each other, struggling, for a while like the long river raging waves, the waves are magnificent, for a while like the breeze of the Ping Lake, the mirror stops the water, the sword qi destroys the light, the Buddha light breaks through the sword qi, a little light, and finally turns into a star on the sky full of ink, and then falls!

The entire 100,000 mountains are like burning a piece of flowing fire, and in the dark, there seems to be something, in the fire Nirvana, the day is roaring!

The wind is gone!

Everything disappeared suddenly, silent, shadowless, not even existing, heaven and earth returned to darkness and silence, deeper than the deepest night, quieter than the loneliest nine shadows, like the pupils of the demon gods, cold and indifferent to this vast land.

The wind and rain are falling again, and the majestic mountains are back in front of you.

Everyone came back to their senses, only stood in a daze, their minds were wandering, complicated and indescribable, and the mysterious scenes fluctuated in their hearts, and they were stupid for a while.

After a long silence.

"Break the artistic conception with artistic conception...... Is this Yan Jingchen?" the corners of Bing Lianxing's mouth moved slightly, forcibly suppressing the throbbing in her heart, and sighed in a low voice that only she could hear.

The wind and rain are bleak, and the bones are cold.

In the crowd, Ming Xiaoqian covered her small mouth and whispered to Yan Ruoxue: "This, is this really our father?"

Yan Ruoxue patted her head and said angrily, "What nonsense?"

Ming Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue, this was the first time she had seen Yan Jingchen make a move in her life, although she knew from countless rumors how good her father was, but at this moment, she really felt it, and there was still a sense of shock.

Ning Guixie's eyes widened, his face was full of fanaticism, and he even ignored the severe pain of the wound cracking under the excitement, and muttered: "This, is this something that can be done by manpower?"

He Huo Ran raised his head, looked at the cold star, and said loudly: "Senior, do you know what the result is there?"

Bing Lianxing shook her head and remained silent.

Ning Guixie paced back and forth, suddenly screamed, ignored everyone, and drove straight away to chop the red dust, everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly, at this moment, they didn't care about disrupting the battle situation, not to mention that Lin Chen and Huang Bingli also went one after another, and immediately took the magic weapon and flew towards the majestic deep mountain.