Chapter 115 Breaking Dawn
The night is boundless.

Shushan disciples regained hope.

Their horrified faces gradually eased, and then they beamed with joy and smiled at each other.

Senior Brother's pupils were bloodshot, and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

He stared at the wilderness all night, seeing that Ning Luo was still alive, he couldn't hide his joy.

But while relaxing, Mo Yuan suddenly felt an uneasy premonition.

Because the same thing happened the day before.

Day, still not bright.

Although there is no sundial inscription, but as a great monk, his mastery of the time sequence does not need to be questioned.

Mo Yuan can be sure that it is daytime.

The head of the sect began to cross the catastrophe in the early morning of yesterday, and the sky has also darkened since then.

But now after a whole day and night, the morning glow should be shining, but there are no sparse stars in the sky, and there is no dawn.

The ink cloud was a little darker instead.

Mo Yuan raised his head vigilantly, and then he saw the scene that made his hair stand on end, and he also knew why the sky turned dark.

It's just because the thunder eye that opened from the sky has already been engulfed by the sticky black liquid.

Now it is no longer like the pupil of the eye watching the world.

Instead, it looks like a writhing pustule, parasitic on the sky, and may burst at any time.

Mo Yuan personally experienced the demon sect's attack on mountains, and also participated in the defense of Chong'an, the capital of Great Xia.

He has seen demon cultivators, evil ghosts and ghosts, and rotting corpses in the Western Wilderness, but he has never seen such paradoxical, disgusting evil and filth!

He stared at the wriggling Kuroshio pustule, but the latter suddenly twisted twice.

Mo Yuan only felt that he was looking at some ancient and taboo existence, and his legs trembled unconsciously.

His abnormal movement attracted the attention of the other disciples.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"What are you looking at!!!"

When their eyes came together, everyone knew the source of Mo Yuan's fear.

Their teeth trembled, their pupils trembled, and some even staggered and sat on the ground.

Although the Kuroshio Thunder pupils looked the same in everyone's eyes, it was the first time they had seen such a curious scene.

Ning Luo only felt disgusted.

But the disciples not only felt disgusted, but also had a fear of the unknown.

They don't know where that thing came from, they only know that the way of heaven they worshiped is now replaced by that filth.

No one can feign calm in a situation like this.

Unless you are truly fearless.

Just like Ning Luo.

Ning Luo pointed at the "V" with two fingers, aiming at the dark thunder eye.

He held his breath and concentrated, his thoughts moved slightly.

So the dense blood mist with dense particle effects peeled off from behind him like a cloak, and then merged into a ball of blood.

The blood cells pulsated like a heart, exploded in an instant, and turned into a hundred-foot giant spirit in an instant!

Even in Shushan, you can clearly see the figure of the towering figure.

After all, Mount Shu is no longer high above the ground, and the height of those floating peaks that fell to the ground is not even as high as that of Xueling.

"That's, that's the head?!"

"What is behind the head, is the sword shadow in the world of mortals?"

"It's not like. It feels more like blood."

"It should be the essence of teaching us."

"But the head, didn't you not have a cultivation base not long ago?"

Some disciples discovered blind spots.

The sudden episode eased their emotions, and most of the fear in their hearts disappeared.

Mo Yuan was the first to calm down.

He remembered Ning Luo's earlier instructions, and suddenly realized!

"Wait, didn't the head of the sect tell us to guard Shushan before Dujie?"

Mo Yuan looked around and said sharply: "He knew that there would be evil infestation, so he ordered us to guard the mountain to prevent it! If this is the case, it means that the head master has a way to deal with it, and he is more worried about us. !"

"So, all of you cheer me up! The talismans are all ready! Our duty is to guard Shushan!"

Mo Yuan's words were deafening, and the disciples suddenly woke up.

Yes, they still have a mission!
And thinking about it this way, it turned out that the evil spirit was something that the head of the sect had expected a long time ago?
Just like the ancients regarded mountain floods, droughts and floods as the wrath of the sky, the more puzzled, the more panicked.

And when the unknown became known, most of the panic in their hearts dissipated.

The disciples held the talismans tightly and stood ready.

And Ning Luo was also ready, but there was a little accident.

Chi Lian's blood soul stands tall in the sky.

The Taixuan fantasy sword hangs alone in the sky.

It's just that the volume of the two is not proportional.

One side is a giant spirit of hundreds of feet, and the other can only be enlarged to a length of Zhangxu when it reaches the sky, which is really against harmony.

Even with the blessing of the Qixuan Taiyuan body, true energy is much scarcer than blood essence, so the Taixuanhuan sword seems a bit awkward right now.

But it doesn't matter.

Ning Luo had no intention of letting Chi Lian Xuehun perform sword skills.

Chi Lian's blood soul is no better than the real body. Although the strength is tyrannical, it is still not dexterous, and there is still a delay.

So it can only do some simple tricks.

For example chopping, or throwing.

"call"

Ning Luo took a deep breath, and his strength rose to the extreme in an instant.

He felt that there was a blood thread between himself and the blood soul of Chi Lian, and that towering giant was like a puppet on a string.

The broad palm clenched the Taixuanhuan sword tightly.

Chi Lian Xuehun's half body also leaned back slightly.

That posture was like throwing a javelin, and the target aimed at was Kuroshio Leiyan!
"The Kuroshio is afraid of fire, so add another one!"

Ning Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out a stack of talismans from his side.

Thunder tribulation is only effective on living beings, but talismans are obviously not living beings.

He flaunted his wealth and wealth, so thousands of Lihuo Talismans were wrapped on the Taixuan Illusory Sword, and were held in his hands by Chi Lian Xuehun.

Everything is ready.

Ning Luo's eyes became colder, and the murderous intent flashed in his pupils!
He stepped forward, clasped his palms, aimed at the black pupils hanging high in the sky, and threw everything!
Chi Lianxuehun held the phantom sword tightly, exhausted all his strength, and suddenly projected the Taixuan phantom sword!

The sword light soared in an instant, dragging its long tail like a meteor, wrapped in the aura of broken stars penetrating the moon, and broke through the sky in an instant!

The sword wind set off a sonic boom, tearing apart the void, and instantly submerged into the black clouds.

Simple fast, but also amazingly fast.

So much so that Shushan disciples trembled in fright!
When they reacted, they only saw the air circle formed by the sonic boom in midair, and the pale crack connecting the sky and the earth.

It's like cutting off the canvas!
When the Tai Xuan Phantom Sword entered the black pupils impartially, Ning Luo squeezed the sword formula and said to himself in a low voice: "Explosion!"

As soon as the words fell, the group of white lights erupted with dazzling radiance in an instant!
The sword light was like a big sun, shooting in all directions, illuminating Shu Mountain and the entire field!

The shattered Taixuanhuan sword replaced the brilliance of the great sun, bringing the first ray of dawn that should have arrived in the early morning.

The Kuroshio surged like a raging tide, and seemed to want to resist.

It continued to grow and expand, and the thick black clouds once again obscured the light of the sky.

But that was just a dying struggle.

Besides, Ning Luo still has another trick.

hum-

With a buzzing sound, Qianbailihuo erupted suddenly.

The monstrous heat wave erupted like magma, engulfing the black clouds in an instant!

If the taixuanhuan sword is the dawn of the morning, then the bright clouds in the sky are undoubtedly the morning glow of the dawn.

The disciples were tongue-tied and clutched the talismans dumbly.

Until the black tide dissipated, the sky reappeared, and everything returned to its original state.

They couldn't figure it out either.

So, you're all alone.

Then what should we do?

(End of this chapter)

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