Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 677 Everlasting Hate Jian Qingyu! (one more)

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The Forbidden City is full of auspicious energy, and the air of purity and spirituality fills every corner of this world.

Emperor Kunpeng didn't open it immediately, he frowned, stretched it after a few breaths, opened his eyes again, and let out a cold snort, the amber wine glass in his hand fell heavily, and it was completely embedded in the table.

"Etiquette of the Great Han, the inheritance of principles is broad and profound," Emperor Kunpeng looked at Su Qinian, his eyes showing a bit of displeasure, and said, "But you really think that my holy demon clan has been just drinking blood for hundreds of millions of years, and is not educated." , is really a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing the dangers beyond the sky, my holy demon clan treats you like you treat all blood-eating animals in this world, no different."

As soon as this remark fell, the eyes of many Confucian scholars showed seriousness, not anger, because the Kunpeng Emperor said it well, this is also all kinds of killings caused by the human race on the road of evolution, and martial arts masters reached the first-class Primordial Realm , you can absorb the ubiquitous Qi of the beginning of the world in the depths of the void to supply your own insufficiency, so as to reach the state of bigu.

In addition, it is not an easy task for everyone in the world to live without drinking or eating. This is a long-term evolutionary path, and it may take thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years. count.

In front of the desk table, Su Qinian's expression remained unchanged, he just shook his head lightly, and said: "The sages have a saying that the way is different, so don't conspire with each other."

"The way is different, so we don't conspire with each other." The contemporary Kunpeng Emperor murmured, then burst out laughing, and said, "It's a good thing that the way is different, and we don't conspire with each other, then in the next few years, the human race must be ready. The clan's iron hooves are already too hot."

On the dragon chair, Emperor Han got up and said calmly: "It depends on who is more detached in the world."

At this moment, whether it is a group of strong monsters or the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty, all of them are dignified. The two kings have declared war.

The hand of the historian holding the pen trembled slightly, but soon became firm again. This is also the most brilliant moment of a historian's life, recording the changes of the spring and autumn, the changes of the cauldron, the changes of life and death, the changes of the people's livelihood, imprinting the justice of the world, impartial.

The land in the middle of Shu.

Mount Shu floats up and down in the clouds and mist, hanging high between the sky and the earth. Among the ten towns and kingdoms of the Han Dynasty, Mount Shu is known as the place closest to the heaven.

In front of the abyss, more and more people from the rivers and lakes and martial arts gathered, but as time passed and the hour was approaching, many masters in front of the abyss, especially the top souls, began to retreat with their accompanying disciples or disciples. Now that the atmosphere in the world is becoming more and more concentrated, there are too many ghosts and monsters, and they also feel the crisis.

Shushan, the top of the Demon Lock Tower.

Zhenlin Sword Emperor stood tall, with a coarse white robe fluttering, white hair dancing lightly, a detached aura gradually permeated his body, this aura was ethereal and uncertain, as if even the Dao of Heaven could not lock it in.

Qing Yu observed this moment, revealing the color of pondering, which seems to be what the Taoist scriptures said, the so-called jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements.

Ascending to the destiny and turning good fortune, there are few origins in this world that can be added to the body. It can be said that all dharmas are inviolable.

hum!

Suddenly, Qing Yu's eyes froze, and a faint sword sound rang out from within his body. This was the Sword of Eternal Hatred warning that a monster was approaching.

Damn!

Qingyu sharpened his eyes, and the aura of the quasi-sacred sword began to revive in his body. Up to now, he has reached the peak of the first-class Primordial Realm, and stepped into the realm of the sacred forbidden, even if the sword of eternal hatred is in the middle of the psychic holy soldier. He is a rare soul soldier, but with the combination of human and sword, he tried his best, but he was still able to barely mobilize a ray of quasi-sacred sword energy. In the whole world, few people can beat him.

Unknowingly, there was only half an hour left before Chen Shi.

"Who dares to covet my Shushan Grand Ceremony!"

At this moment, from the top of the Suoyao Pagoda in Shushan, Qing Yu's clear and torrential voice, wrapped in a supreme sword intent, swept across the sky with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, startling the martial arts people waiting to watch the grand ceremony Everyone was shocked, and some people in Sichuan had a faint insight into the identity of the person who spoke, and they all showed surprise.

"This is the personal disciple of Emperor Zhenlin Sword, Ever-hateful Jian Qingyu!"

"It is rumored that this person used to be a disciple of Wudang Qingyang Peak. Because of his unparalleled talent in swordsmanship, and by coincidence, he became the master of Shushan's psychic holy sword, the Ever-Hateful Sword. Now, change the sect, take back all your skills, and enter the sect of Shushan."

"In recent years, this man has been walking in the middle of Sichuan and killed many hidden monster clans. There are many masters like demon masters. He even fought against a hidden South China Sea demon king three months ago, making him invincible. And retreat, suspected to have stepped into the realm of the holy ban."

Many martial arts people in central Shu lamented that when the true sword emperor ascended to destiny, the prestige of Mount Shu would return to its peak again. In the demon tower.

Chi!

The next moment, I saw above Shu Mountain, where the Forbidden Land Demon Locking Tower was located, a ray of sword light seemed to cut through the ancient chaos, illuminate the four poles of the world, and cut into the void in all directions.

After a short period of silence, in the hundreds of miles of Shushan Mountain, in the depths of the void, there was a blazing sword light, making the barriers of the void looming, and vaguely seeing the figures of monsters in the middle, accompanied by shrill and angry roars.

scoff!

There are monster races and even people in the demon sect who want to tear off the barriers of the void and escape into the real world, but they are still a step too late. At the moment when the real body squeezes into the real world, a ray of sword light sweeps across, blazing and gorgeous, as if it can shine See the deepest emotions in the world.

puff!

Blood spattered, and demon blood sprinkled the sky. It was a powerful demon king. At this moment, he was cut in half and fell to the ground from the void. The sharp edge of the sword was strangled, and the two demon bodies collapsed inch by inch before they hit the ground. .

Not only monsters, but also demon masters were forced out of the cave world by this sword, tried their best to resist, but still couldn't stop the shocking edge contained in this sword, the demon body collapsed and fell into the sky.

Boom!Boom!

The rain of blood sprinkled the sky, fell to the ground like a landslide, and tore apart big cracks in the earth. This is the character of the primordial spirit, whose life evolution has taken a crucial step on the road to longevity. The iron is heavier, and the energy is strong. If it is not resolved, it will be difficult for ordinary first-class masters of the Primordial Realm to get close.

This is the power of the quasi-sacred sword!

In all directions of Shushan, many martial arts people were frightened. This Shushan Sword of Eternal Hatred is really decisive. With this sword, maybe five or six demon kings will be cut in half, and there will be three primordial spirits of the demon gate. Also cut out of the cave world by this sword, under the aura of the psychic holy sword, even the primordial spirit failed to escape, and fell into the sky.

In the distance, some top primordial figures couldn't help but take a deep breath. I am afraid that after today, this sword of eternal hatred will occupy a place in the entire younger generation. In this realm, with the sharpness of the quasi-sacred sword, I am afraid that even ordinary souls with great achievements can retreat completely.

The forbidden area of ​​Shu Mountain, the top of the Demon Locking Tower.

puff!

The corner of Qingyu's mouth was bleeding, and the phantom of the misty long sword in his hand collapsed. Just a moment ago, he used his utmost strength to draw a wisp of the edge of the Sword of Eternal Hatred, killing the void. He even retreated in shock. He didn't expect the water in the depths of the void to be so deep. Except for those who had just entered the realm of the primordial spirit, the moment he cut into the void with the help of the sword's sharp aura, he clearly felt a sense of urgency. The deep aura is very obscure, and the abyss is as deep as the sea. With his current cultivation level, even with the power of the Sword of Eternal Hatred, it is difficult to lock it with the supreme sword intent.

His eyes sank slightly, Qing Yu didn't make another move immediately, but absorbed the Yuan Shi Qi from the depths of the void to supplement his body, and the Yuan Qi Pill and other tonics stored in the Dantian Qi Sea were also invisible. This was just the beginning, and when Chen Shi , is the real natural and man-made disaster.

Jingdao, Chang'an, in the Forbidden City.

The table case was removed, Su Qinian returned to the front of the Han officials, and stood side by side with several national pillars including the imperial historian Bing Zhong, while the Kunpeng Emperor turned around and came back to the gilded high platform, and the two gilded high platforms rose slowly again. Reach ninety-nine feet high.

From Zishi to Chenshi, the Forbidden City was silent and no one spoke again.

The air became more and more stagnant, and even later on, even first-class Primordial Realm figures felt it was difficult to breathe, and the air around them was as thick as amalgam, giving them the illusion that they were struggling.

Chen Shi!

When the first ray of sunlight tore through the clouds of the sky and fell to the world, purple air came from the east, and the sky was full of auspicious clouds.

Shushan, the top of the Demon Lock Tower.

Zhenlin Sword Emperor raised his head suddenly, the first ray of sunlight was crushed by an invisible mighty force before it completely descended on the earth, turning into a rain of light, as shrill as blood.

The sky suddenly became dim, without any sign, it seemed to have returned to the deepest dark night.

A vortex as black as ink and purple appeared from the nine heavens, covering the entire Shushan Mountain. At this moment, the hearts of many martial arts practitioners sank in the four corners of Shushan Mountain. It seemed that an invisible mountain fell down in a flash , The heart trembled, and there was a fear that originated from the depths of the soul.

retreat!

At this time, many martial arts practitioners understood the reason why those few top primordial spirits avoided them early and far away, especially those with weak cultivation bases, who had not yet established a foundation, and opened their mouths to spit out a stream of reverse blood almost at the moment when the vortex emerged. The whole person is sluggish.

And even if they had already felt it, some of the top primordial figures, masters of martial arts, who had retreated several miles or even ten miles away, still couldn't help but gasp.

"The destiny is so high, jumping out of the three realms, not in the five elements, and beyond the outside, this is the wrath of heaven." The old monk from the Samsara Temple put his hands together, lowered his white eyebrows, and chanted, "Namo Amitabha!"

Rumble!

Only after his words fell, there was a thunder explosion from the sky, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire land in central Sichuan, with a radius of more than a thousand miles, felt a violent earthquake. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! Let’s break the curse today.)

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