The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 256 Falling (seeking a monthly ticket)

Southeast of Yunzhou.

State border.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the void, Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao put his body together with the sword, turning it into a blazing sword light, accompanied by the shocking voice of "Nine Characters Killing Words" and fighting with a great bright thousand-handed Bodhisattva.

The cracking sound of 'Boom' turned into billowing thunder that resounded for hundreds of miles, and the blazing light illuminated the night sky, as if to turn this place into day.

However, this kind of fighting didn't last long. After another earth-shattering impact, the image of the Great Bright Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva was completely shattered, peeling off pieces like cracked porcelain, revealing a golden bald monk behind him.

It is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, where the Buddha is infinite.

And in mid-air, the blazing sword light disintegrated, revealing the figure of Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao spitting out blood, the bright red blood stained his clean white clothes red, and his hair was disheveled, showing a state of embarrassment.

But he just took a hard look at Buddha Wuliang, and once again his body and sword merged into one, turning into a sky-shattering rainbow. He changed direction and was about to walk away with the sword.

However, just after the sword light went for a few miles, I saw a series of evil winds falling from the nine heavens.

This is, supernatural power samadhi kamikaze!
When Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao felt it, it was already too late, so he had to force a force of mana, and then used Nine Kill Divine Ability, which turned into a shocking killing sword, cutting through this Wind Magic Ability.

But he didn't dare to delay, and turned again, Jianhong split the sky, and picked another direction to rush past.

However, it was still only seven or eight miles away before they encountered a big mountain.

A mountain suspended in the void, entangled in black and white, with a majestic mountaintop piercing the sky and clouds, was suppressed head-on.

His eyes were wide open, and the canthus of Nine Killing Sword Master was about to burst. He shouted, and the sword rainbow turned into thunder and went retrograde, intending to split the mountain.

Yangshen Jianzun slashed the mountain with his sword, it was really a sword passing, and the mountain was opened.

But this mountain is not an ordinary mountain, not even a magic weapon, but a statue of Dharma.

I saw the mountain spinning rapidly, and the force of deflection and entanglement diffused in all directions. The terrifying sword light seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the more it struggled, the slower it was.

boom!
This sword pierced through the mountain for tens of miles, but in the end it failed to cut through. It just left an almost penetrating scar on the black and white entangled mountain.

On the contrary, Qu Hao, the Sword Master of Nine Kills, vomited blood again and fell out. He staggered a few steps in the void before trying to stabilize his figure.

When he raised his head again, he saw that the mountain was rotating in the opposite direction. Although the speed was not fast, the scar was healing visible to the naked eye.

Down the mountain, a strong man walked out slowly.

His attire is not like that of a monk, but rather that of a martial artist, and his strong physique cannot be concealed by his vigorous attire.

Standing there, he had the aura of "unbearable and unmoving like the earth", facing Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao, he raised his hands, clasped his fists, and saluted.

That's Wu Fu's clasping ceremony!

Yes, this one is not a cultivator, but a martial saint!
"Taiyue Martial Saint, Yan Wuji!"

After gritting his teeth and uttering a few words, Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao was slightly surprised: "Why you?"

Yan Wuji had a typical northern appearance, with a Chinese character face and a rough face. Although he had just won a move, he was not happy, and instead had a slightly sad expression.

After hearing the question, he had no choice but to say: "Although this trip is not what I wanted, the kindness owed to others will eventually be repaid. Please forgive me, Master Nine Kills Sword!"

"Grace? What kind of kindness is worthy of you disregarding the safety of your family and the whole family, and insisting on being an enemy of my Xinghe Sword Sect?"

Yan Wuji's face became even more bitter: "A chance to become a saint!"

With only four words, Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao stopped talking, the opportunity to become a Martial Saint is indeed a great kindness, so there is no need to talk nonsense.

Turning his head again, the other two had already surrounded him, and the three immortals surrounded him in the shape of a 'pin'.

This is already a deadly situation, but Qu Hao, the Nine Kill Sword Master, did not show the slightest panic, on the contrary, his mind was calm.

He turned his eyes slightly, and when he passed Buddha Wuliang, he didn't stop at all, and turned to look at the last person.

It was an old man in a green shirt with an air of immortality. Just standing there gave people the illusion of 'I want to ride the wind to return'. vividly.

"Old Kamikaze?"

Nine Kills Sword Master asked again: "I am not surprised that Liangzhou Great Buddha Temple is driven by Butian disciples, but why is your Ningzhou Taishang Daozong?"

The old man Kamikaze sighed: "It's not the sect's decision, but I came here alone."

"You owe a great debt of kindness?"

"No, it's really a teacher's order!"

"I see!"

Heaving a long sigh of relief, Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and smiled: "It seems that today, I have to die here."

Buddha Wuliang clasped his palms together, chanted the Buddha's name, and spoke extremely bad words: "If the almsgiver Qu is willing to bind his hands and feet and beg for us, we can also save your life."

"Self-binding? Begging?

Hahahaha, bald donkey, I don't think you're awake? "

Nine Kills Sword Master seemed to have heard something funny, raised his head and laughed, his eyebrows were raised, and the murderous intent in his eyes boiled like the essence: "My Galaxy Sword Sect, only the sword cultivator who died in battle, how can I beg for surrender? coward.

Today, I deserve to die here!

Of course, there is a long way to go, and I always need someone to accompany me. "

After finishing speaking, he was startled unexpectedly, and another Qu Hao walked out of his body.

This person is the same as Qu Hao, except that his body is illusory, not solid, surrounded by stars, and the nine killing mantras are spinning endlessly.

This is the primordial spirit, the primordial spirit that Qu Hao, the Nine Kill Sword Master, has been cultivating for hundreds of years. Although he has not reached the peak of Yangshen, it is almost there.

What is even more frightening is that the primordial spirit made an astonishing move as soon as it appeared, and even slapped the flesh with its palm.

Even though Nine Kill Sword Master Qu Hao was not a martial artist, this palm still shattered his body into pieces of flesh and blood, and he saw streams of blood energy essence filling the air, covering his primordial spirit.

This is the physical body denying the primordial spirit!

This is to get rid of the shackles of the body, and push Yangshen Jianzun's strongest method - Yuanshen Yujian to the extreme.

At that time, his elder brother used such methods at the critical moment to fight against the immortal, and killed the great illusion and evil immortal, and completed the feat of Yangshen Sword Master changing the life of the immortal.

This is also the last resort, the situation of life and death!

Sure enough, seeing his determination, the expressions of the three fairyland powerhouses changed. They retreated almost at the same time. Although the encirclement was not broken, none of them was willing to bear this wave of attacks.

But Qu Hao showed a look of enjoyment in the blood mist. At this moment, the mana of the primordial spirit was pushed to an unprecedented peak. He looked at the three of them and laughed contemptuously.

"Galaxy Sword Sect has seven peaks and seven palaces, but I, Longding Mountain's "Nine Kills Sword Art" is the most brutal, but Qu has cultivated it in his life, and he has never really devoted himself to a battle."

"This is the last battle, it's time for me to kill it!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Buddha Wuliang, and said with a "haha" smile, "That's you!"

Chi Chi Chi! ! !

Before the words fell, the nine mantras of killing characters had already closed the soul, and a beam of sword light rose from the night, as if tearing the space, and slashed straight at Buddha Wuliang.

With this sword, the killing intent permeated the nine heavens and the nine earths. When the sword goes away, it will never return, it is extremely decisive.

Even Buddha Wuliang, with the body of a Buddha, only felt a chill in his heart, his body paused, and he reproduced the image of the Great Bright Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva, with thousands of golden arms clapped out together.

In the other two directions, the old man Kamikaze and Yan Wuji stopped suddenly, and then turned back abruptly.

One person brought a bad wind and blew it violently, making the sky dark and dark, and the bones were ecstatic.

One person showed the black and white mountain, Taiyue's true form, and was suppressed.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Kill kill kill kill! ! !

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! ! !
Die die die die die! ! ! !

This battle didn't last long, but after a quarter of an hour, the aftermath had dissipated, and the three great powers in the fairyland left. Only the soul of Qu Hao, the Nine Kill Sword Venerable, was independent of the void.

There was a carefree look in his eyes after the war, as if enjoying this kind of killing between life and death, but when he looked in the direction of Xinghe Jianzong, his eyes were full of reluctance.

At this time, all the clouds in the sky were dispersed, and the nine-day starlight fell, filling the world.

And he just disappeared into the sky and the earth in this starlight, leaving only a faint sigh echoing in the sky and the earth!
Galaxy Sword Sect, Qu Hao, Nine-kill Sword Master of Longding Mountain, fell into the starlight!
……

Star River Sword Sect.

Hall of Stars.

Dong Hongwu, Master of the Killing Sword, was bathed in the starlight. The strong mana fluctuations seemed to be attracting the nine-day starlight.

What are the benefits of being the person in charge of this galaxy sword sect?
That is to say, it is much faster to practice in this hall of stars, the nine-day starlight is endless, and the speed of integrating one's own mana is also much faster.

It's just that even if one reaches the Yangshen Realm, the time one can practice each day is limited.

The faster the speed of absorbing the nine-day starlight, the shorter the time to do it, and the rest of the time is still boring.

There was no one around, and Dong Hongwu didn't maintain an upright posture any longer. When his figure was crooked, he lay on his back on the ground, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then he smiled and took out something from the storage bag .

A plate of peanuts, a pot of pear flower stuffing, and a plate of roast chicken were placed on the ground.

He took a sip of the wine, picked up another peanut and threw it in his mouth, chewing it, he only felt that his mouth was full of fragrance.

That's right, he is Yangshen Daxiu, but no one stipulates that Yangshen Daxiu doesn't like to eat and drink.

His elder brother also likes cooking the most. When he first entered the mountain, he ate a lot, but now he can't eat anymore.

Picking up the roasted chicken again, he turned his head and swallowed the chicken butt into his mouth in one gulp. After chewing for a while, he felt that the taste was delicious.

Others say it's disgusting, but he likes it.

But in normal times, even among his seniors, he would not dare to let others know that he has this habit, otherwise would he lose face?

But now there is no one, so it doesn't matter.

He took another sip from the jug, and he felt that life had a taste.

However, at this moment, there was a crisp breaking sound.

In the sky above the Hall of Stars, one of the endless stars seemed to have split open, and a cluster of flames seemed to have no support, and slowly dissipated in the air.

Dong Hongwu's movement of holding the wine jug froze, even though the wine overflowed his clothes, he didn't recover.

The memory drifted away long, long ago, when was the last time I heard this voice?

It seemed that when the elder brother died, the Soul Lamp in the Hall of Stars broke.

Standing up as if getting an electric shock, the Killing Sword Master Dong Hongwu didn't care about anything else, he stretched out his hand, and saw the broken Fate Soul Lamp in front of him, after a little identification, he recognized it.

"My junior brother Qu Hao is gone?"

Even if this thought reverberated in his mind for many times, he didn't seem to be able to react, or he couldn't accept it at all.

After a long time, he suddenly burst into tears. The white-haired old man was still a child crying, extremely sad.

"My junior brother, it's gone..."

In the next second, he didn't even have time to clean up the food and drink, so he raised his sword light and disappeared into the hall.

　There is another update, it is being changed, it will be posted in a while, everyone wait...

　　
　
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