Cultivation In Troubled Times

The rest of them were not well at the moment. As early as Sanxin was about to fight to the end, they were ready to stand out from the encirclement. At this time, when the three fists came together, where would they fight to the end like Sanxin said? Each of them swayed their bodies and plundered wildly.

The three fists roared and the air surged. Sanxin and the other three strong men had to fight against each other. Juli and his body, four people in the blood gushing, each arm is elbow and broken, into blood mist.

After the two sides joined each other, the two forces were consumed sharply, and the shadow of the three huge fists tended to fade with the four elbows broken, and finally disappeared. Before the three hearts and four could breathe, another three huge fists, which were as big as mountains, flashed into their despairing eyes.

But at present, three hearts, four people and eight arms are broken. If you want to stop it, you can't. In the three consecutive loud noises, the bodies of the three hearts and four people who were close to each other were completely deformed, blood and flesh blurred, and firmly stuck together. For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was who.

"Ha ha... Boss, fifth, let me give way this time..." the three fists died down, and the white tiger's laughter was already ringing. He stretched out his hand and turned it into a huge tiger claw. The sharp claw was extremely sharp and broad, like a blade of heaven.

In the twinkling of cold light, the white tiger's shoulders shrugged slightly, and the huge claw trembled slightly. After that, he saw the three hearted and four people who were glued together, suddenly smashed and turned into pieces of minced meat.

White tiger laughs, puts away his huge claws, turns to Qinglong and Xuanwu, and sees that the four people who originally fled separately have been surrounded by ten semi ancient demons, as if they were beating them up. The sound of the scream came from the circle, and it was very sad.

"Hello... Crazy clan leader..." white tiger's eyes brightened and yelled at his wild back.

"Ha ha... I know what you want. Ha ha... Don't even think about it... "Wild turned his head and grinned at the white tiger. Then he turned around and hurt the four strong players in the circle.

White tiger shook his head, sighed and laughed bitterly, so he had to give up. Just then, he wanted Kuang ye and others to leave the last four people to him to deal with. However, Kuang ye, like the evil star white tiger, was a bloodthirsty man. Seeing that the four people were in his hands, just like the delicious food of a glutton, how could he let them go?

However, the last four strong people in Huang Feng's world have been blasted into dregs by ten demons!

At this point, the battle of huangfengjie, all the strong were annihilated, and countless people fell. For the blue and blue dream, it's revenge and fulfillment.

All the masters in Huang Feng's world have been destroyed. Some magic weapons are invisible, and others are scattered everywhere. The monks said that they could not clean the battlefield again. Fortunately, they could occasionally find magic weapons and magic weapons. When it is time to hand it over to the dragon, the dragon will give orders and the goods will belong to the individual.

Once this order was issued, the whole yellow wind world was already full of cheers. Ordinary disciples took great pains to search for the abandoned weapons and magic weapons left by Huang Feng. Later, I saw a lot of magic weapons and the supreme treasures. Those countless high-level gods finally joined the ranks of treasure collectors.

A monk of Shenjing picked up the fallen sword of zhaoyue. At first, he was very happy. Finally, he found a magic weapon. Although it was only a inferior artifact, it was still a god level;

Later, he hesitated for a while, because he had heard the origin of zhaoyue divine sword. When he was hesitating, he suddenly saw the Lord of Huaguang come and said, "this is the relic of Qinglan shuangmeng's ancestors. You can leave it to his and his wife to deal with it."

The monk of Shenjing nodded and went to Qinglan shuangmeng.

At this time, Qinglan shuangmeng was in charge of Huang liangzong's disciples, either cleaning the battlefield or repairing the damaged buildings. The Revenge of this great feud, the couple more than 10000 years of painstaking efforts, wind and rain, in which all kinds of hardships, finally can come to an end.

Holding zhaoyue sword, the monk of Shenjing saw blue and blue dreams. When the couple saw this, they knew what it was about.

Qingmengzi takes the sword and stares at it in his hand for a long time. All of a sudden, his tears are pouring down and he chokes. One side of the blue dream butterfly forward, pull his sleeve, want to comfort, but for a moment do not know how to speak, only in the side of the silent sobs.

"This sword belongs to my ancestors. It's hard to give it to others; However, the most ominous thing in the world is the moon! The extermination of our two families, the hatred we have been pestering for more than ten thousand years, and the extinction of countless monks in Huang Feng's world are all closely related to this thing.... "

Qingmengzi raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, calmed her mind, and gave a smile to the red eyed blue dream butterfly, which means "I'm ok, don't worry". Then she said to the monk of Shenjing: "thank you for returning this sword, but I can't let you return empty handed... Well, I'll take out something to compensate you..."

With that, a machete appeared in qingmengzi's empty hand. The scabbard was dark red, bright and silvery. Although it had not come out of the scabbard, a force of awe had come. Obviously, this Dao is also a special one.

"It's called yingyue. It's a top-grade magic weapon." Qingmengzi smiles at the monk of Shenjing, "this is what my wife and I got by chance in Chixiao cangyu. Now I'll give it to you! Is it God's will that you give up this piece of zhaoyue and get a handle of yingyue? " Say, green dream son handed over that handle to reflect the moon god knife.

Where did the monk dare to take it? He waved his hand in a hurry and said, "it's too expensive to bear.".

LAN Mengdie took the moon shining Sabre and came up to the monk and said, "although this Sabre is of high rank, it's not our own magic weapon. Besides, we can't use it for our cultivation. If you don't accept it, we will be ashamed..."

As she said this, LAN Mengdie thrust the moon reflecting sword into the hands of the monk.

The monk had no choice but to say "thank you". Then he bowed deeply to them and left.

"I only hope that the moon shining sword, in your hands, will cut off the evil and the sycophant and shine brilliantly! Don't be as evil as zhaoyue... "Looking at the back of the monk, LAN Mengdie murmurs.

"Good! Zhaoyue, zhaoyue, is not as much as yingyue! " Qingmengzi held zhaoyue sword in his hand and sighed. He raised the sword in his hand and sighed: "why is this ominous thing called zhaoyue? The past is gone, and the sword should go with the wind. "

Qingmengzi's wrist shakes, and zhaoyue's sword soars into the sky. There was a sharp sound of "Ding Ding" among the empty points of the fingers. Suddenly, the zhaoyue sword broke into ten pieces, leaped and flew, shining in the sunlight.

When the sword fell down, Qing Mengzi's sleeve brushed lightly. Suddenly, it was red, and the heat wave was burning. A piece of red flame had wrapped up the sword, and it could not fall down any more.

In the twinkling of an eye, the broken sword has been burned red, the color is becoming white, and finally into a dripping liquid. At this time, blue dream butterfly sleeve also followed a roll, a cool blue light suddenly appeared, went to the fire cloud cover in the past.

When the red and blue clouds intersect, there is an incessant "hiss" sound, followed by a thick white smoke, which looks like a cloud, rolling and galloping.

When the thick white smoke dissipated, more than ten pieces of black things fell from the air and scattered on the ground, it was the ten pieces of broken swords.

First it was forged and melted by extreme fire, and then it was quenched by extremely cold water. Such a sharp temperature reaction made the inferior soldier, who was broken into ten pieces, become the kind of black gray, and lose the original metal nature and sharpness.

Step forward, qingmengzi stepped on a broken sword with a "click" sound. When he moved away, he saw that the black gray broken sword, like a piece of dry soil, was easily crushed.

Qingmengzi's body flickers and his feet step on it. In a flash, more than ten pieces of broken swords have been smashed into pieces. It seems that they are integrated with the soil and no longer separate from each other.

A magic weapon, due to the ominous, was destroyed in an instant by blue and blue dreams, and then disappeared forever in this universe!