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The voice of the saint spreads to the world...

"The hook stealer is thief."

"The marquis who steals the country."

"Those who steal my world will turn into alien demons!"

"I am a saint in the world in the world in my old age! I will turn into a foreign demon, dare to fight?"

Bai Zhiqiu's heart-wrenching voice resounded throughout the world, in the ears of all living beings, and the sound of lingering in the sky, over and over again, and lasting for a long time.

But he had long disappeared from Lin Wu's blood pool.

Because the moment when his hand grasped Tianzui, the white robe suddenly turned into a wisp of sword energy and penetrated into the blood pool. The sixteen sword pieces turned into a red light at the same time followed closely.

...

How fast is Bai Zhiqiu's sword?

Luo Changfeng, who was teaching sword skills in front of three disciples in the Wangqing River, understood that Chongyang, who was dressed in an inconspicuous street in a royal city in Zhongzhou, was also known as Chongyang, who was dressed the same as ordinary people. Because they had sent swords thousands of miles away, Xue Ji

The witness of the killing of Shaweng.

In contrast, Liang Liang, who fought bloody battles with aliens on the highest broken-headed peak of the Wuyin Gate, did not understand. Ning Xianshan, who was besieged by four generals of Tiance, could only be forced to defend and injured.

At least they didn't understand it before.

But in the next moment, I understood.

Because at the moment when the thirty-one words echoed through the sky, at the moment when all the alien races and Ning Xianshan on Duantou Peak were stunned and looked at Yuntian, a wisp of white sword energy suddenly passed by, and came

On the front of the broken palace, a middle-aged man with a burly figure standing with his hands in his arms.

Following closely, there was a thin red light as thin as silk.

No one could see clearly what was going on. Four generals of Tiance, including Luo Chanpoge, together with Ning Xianshan, Liang Liang, and nearly ten thousand alien races who occupied the Wuyin Gate, felt the sword at that moment.

If the breath enters your eyes, you should not look directly at it.

Then, they heard the roar of the dragon.

When I looked up again, I saw a real body transformed from the blood-red sky curtain and trying to escape from the firewood. The huge dragon suddenly broke its head. The huge dragon struggled in the air for several breaths, and fell with a bang, hitting the north of the Dull Head Peak.

Among the mountains.

The earth moves and mountains shake, and smoke and dust rise.

...

The world is still at this moment.

Above the peaks of Wuyinmen, there is a deep silence.

A wisp of white sword energy turned into a human form and fell on the top of the broken-headed peak.

Bai Zhiqiu took the sin of heaven with one hand and picked the dragon head with the other. This old man in white robe who was both saint and demon and was invincible in the world threw the dragon head to the stunned Ning Xianshan, stroked his white beard and lifted it.

Stepping forward, he turned into a wisp of sword energy and rushed into the sealed cave heaven buried by the ruins...

Where can I find a divine formation?

When he was above the blood pool, Bai Zhiqiu noticed a breath, a breath that made him, who had been on the mirror, feel a vaguely dangerous, was about to tear open the sealed cave heaven in the ruins and cross the boundary.

As expected, it should be that Mo Tianji mentioned strangeness before he was sleeping for a long time

The only remaining immortal of the clan, the clan has achieved success.

He could not imagine the consequences of the brokenness of the Seal Cave Heaven.

So I stopped thinking about it.

He had no choice but to carry the sin of heaven and break into the earth.

Before the white robe was swallowed by the sealed cave heaven, he looked back in shock and looked at it again.

"You once said that the mountains and rivers are too beautiful, but you still don't feel tired even if you look at them for a thousand years. You once said that the mountains and rivers are too wide, and they can survive the changes of the world and the years are wasted."

"You asked me if I have a next life, will I make the same choice?"

"Zhao Feng'er, do you know that for generations, I will abandon my book and hold my sword to become a demon for you!"

...

"Walking in the water, not avoiding dragons, it is the courage of the boat. Walking in the mountains and forests, it is the courage of the jackals, it is the courage of the woodcutter and hunting. When hand-to-hand hands and blades are in front of you, you regard death as if you are alive, it is the courage of the hero. When you know that human power is in poverty, you will be the courage of the hero.

, Being calm in the face of great danger is the courage of the saint." On the hundred-foot dangerous building, Pei Fenglou, who was so old that he was indecisive, carried a giant sword and said wide, and said with a low voice, "Go away, sir."

"Sir, go." Leng Qingqiu, who sat cross-legged with a head of grass and stood in front of her knees, bowed and returned the gift.

So the wind rises at the end of the green duckweed.

Located on the top of two adjacent and high mountains in the unknowable place in the sky, Cao Jing and Tong Chu, the two great sword cultivators who never get tired of seeing each other, turned around at the same time, facing the direction of the Wuyin Sect site.

Return to the ceremony of holding the sword: "Sir, go."

In the three counties in Tianxi, on the golden platform at the majestic city head named Heiyun City, the famous sword jade dragon, ranked 28th in the divine weapon list, suddenly trembled, and the entire giant city suddenly became armored.

Li He's mansion stood with his hands behind his back and lowered his head slightly: "Sir, go."

"Sir, go well." The water moon cave sky poured into the waterfall pool like white jade, and the young brother and sister who were sitting and drinking raised their glasses and Bai Zhiling to reflect the sky.

"Sir, go." Looking up, I saw that there were many radius of fertile fields and jade in the hundreds of miles. A Fengyun, the helmsman of the Eleventh Dize, who was nicknamed Xia Kui, stood up straight, rolled down the corner of his sleeve, and patted the mud in his hand.

, Sincere courtesy from afar.

The small bamboo courtyard deep in the dense forest of Guigu, buried his head in the mountains, Wu Jiazi, who was born into the hundreds of schools of Liuzi and claimed to be a lineage, closed the bamboo scroll in his hand and stood up to say a greeting: "Sir, go."

"Sir, go!"

A sudden thunder and thunder thunder broke out in the Fenglei Garden, and Li Manqing, surrounded by purple lightning, broke through the barrier formation of this unknown place and walked out.

This ruthless man looked at the direction of Wuyin Gate, his eyes full of murderous aura...

"Sir, go."

The Five Mountains Realm.

The top of the tallest handsome mountain among the mountains, in front of the magnificent and magnificent Hall, all the disciples of the Five Months led by Taihua Sword Immortal gathered here. After bidding farewell to the saint Bai Zhiqiu, the Taihua Sword Immortal pointed to the sky and called out:

"Rise the sword."

于是五岳群山,飞剑如雨,划过天边.

...

Bodhi Academy.

In front of the window of the wooden house in the farmyard where Dean Zhuang lived alone, Li Xingyun reached out to catch a yellow leaf falling in autumn and murmured: "Mr. said that when he was studying for a long time, he always fantasized about one day he would be able to become a world full of students.

Teaching man. So when he was young, he read a lot of books in the world and was well-versed in the Five Characters."

“可是后来,他遇见一个姑娘.”

“便弃了书,执了剑,成了魔.”

Ling'er listened quietly, and looked at Li Xingyun secretly feeling sad, and was also quite sad.

So he stroked Li Xingyun's shoulder and comforted him, "Senior Bai holds a sword for the world, and deserves to be regarded as the most sage teacher by the people of the world."

Li Xingyun held the fallen leaf tightly: "Yes, for a thousand years, sir, he finally had a lot of students all over the world."

窗前,李星云正衣襟,扶束冠.

He held the ceremony of apprenticeship in his master's favor towards the blue sky, and tears were rolling in his eyes, just like in the courtyard behind Luoqiu Village twenty years ago: "Advisor, please send me off, sir..."

...

On the Duantou Peak, a cold white light drew a sad and beautiful arc in the blood-red sky curtain, and then fell into the mountains and smashed into deep pits.

Ning Xianshan, with a pale face, could not think of the familiarity of this scene. In the deep pit, he stood up with a silver spear in the desert and wiped away the blood stains on his lips.

A black shadow fell beside her. Liang Liang, the little witch who had once ordered the ghosts, jumped down from the dragon coffin. The black palm wind shook open the lid of the dragon coffin. She looked at the one who had broken half of her shoulders.

Ning Xianshan said: "Hide in."

Ning Xianshan spat out a mouthful of blood and complained, "He is so good, he can leave as soon as he wants, and he also calls it a sword in the world. But what's the matter with leaving us here? Those four guys cultivated their abilities

At the realm, killing five mountain masters is more than enough, not to mention the alien army all over the mountains."

Liang Liang, who looked much more tired, sternly said: "If you don't want to die, just hide in the coffin."

Ning Xianshan said: "What's the use of this broken coffin? It's just the difference between dying early and late! In the current situation, unless the divine weapon was descended from the sky, all the desert silver spear and the dragon prisoner must be explained here."

Liang Liang, who had a keen sense of spiritual consciousness, did not argue with him, and suddenly noticed something, so he looked up and looked surprised: "Hey, a divine weapon from heaven!"

Ning Xianshan raised his head and saw countless flying swords breaking through the blood-red sky and falling down.

Immediately afterwards, a sound echoed among the mountains...

"The phoenix and the phoenix return to their hometown, and travel around the world to seek its phoenix."

The two people who had been dead in the deep pit immediately saw the sword rain all over the sky, and a white phoenix, a divine beast spreading its wings as if it were covered with clouds, soared in the sky.

Behind the flying phoenix was a graceful figure standing.

The Five Mountains Realm.

Sword Immortal Li Changsheng.