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puff!

The power of the curse seal took root in the physical body, the curse seal was destroyed, and the physical body was severely injured again. Immediately after the dantian was injured, the physical body also suffered more fatal trauma. The next moment, one after another, memories sealed in the depths of the mind surged.

Familiar pictures flowed out one after another, figures flashed through my mind, things that I thought were familiar seemed to have really happened, and there were many familiar voices and places.

South Korea!

Xinzheng!

Zilan Xuan!

Han Fei!

Purple girl!

……

Everything completely surged in my mind, reunited with the original memory, and returned to one without dirt.

At the same time, Cangzhu's dark black profound strength was also included, ignoring those incomparably messy things, and went straight to the inheritance of Ghost Valley, a set of sword skills and sword skills ups and downs.

The spiritual sense surged, and all the things that belonged to Wei Zhuang were absorbed and smelted.

"You... how could you die!"

In the back of his mind, the memories that had disappeared for several years came back, and Wei Zhuang couldn't help trembling from top to bottom. He was dressed in black and had silver hair, fluttering in the wind. He once told himself that he wanted to build a different South Korea.

But he... was so far away from Xinzheng.

He didn't make a move to stop him.

Everything from the past has disappeared, Xinzheng has been reduced to the city of Qin, and South Korea has been wiped out in Zhuxia.

I don't know where Zifang, Zinu and Honglian are now?

but.

Perhaps I am really going to die here today, with no strength in my whole body, no internal strength, my muscles and bones are injured, my tendons are damaged, and my spiritual sense is damaged by the power of the curse seal.

There is a lack of foundation!

Although not dead, it is not much different from dead.

"Hahaha."

"This is Guigu's...horizontal swordsmanship, it's really good, the world is in full swing!"

Cang Wei looked up to the sky and laughed, the mystery of horizontal swordsmanship gushed out, although it was a close look, but... worthy of being the supreme swordsmanship of Guigu secret, in some principles it is similar to Yang Zhu's lineage.

Although some mysteries are not as good as those inherited by our sect, but... the way of Ghost Valley is not famous for being extraordinary in martial arts after all.

Now that he has mastered the horizontal sword technique, there is no need for Wei Zhuang to stay.

Cheng Ying waved, the sword light flickered, and the sword struck...

boom!

A huge and irresistible force fell on his chest, the uncondensed sword light collapsed, and the whole person flew hundreds of feet from Zhang Huatai in an instant, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, before he could react, the vitality gathered and dispersed between the heaven and the earth, and another attack came to his body.

Cang was terrified, turned into a dark black streamer, and disappeared immediately.

puff!

The next moment, in the void, a black and white palm print of Hunyuan landed, forcibly blocking the way, the strongest force fell on the body, without the slightest resistance, and fell on the square beside Zhanghuatai.

After two consecutive attacks, the bright mysterious light on Cang Qu's body collapsed, and it was impossible to resist the power of the strong man's palm entering the body, and his body was already damaged.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his sword, staring into the distance with his eyes.

There was on the stairs of Zhanghua Terrace, Wei Zhuang, who was full of vitality, collapsed on it, and at this moment there were two more figures beside him.

One has gray beard and hair, wears a blue Taoist robe, looks a little thin, a black and white Tai Chi imprint emerges in front of his body, and a golden inscription behind him - the word "ghost" sinks and floats, the mysterious light on his body surface looms, and he slowly withdraws his hand.

One, with white beard and hair, hunched and old, wearing a phoenix robe, holding a strangely shaped sword, the sword is extremely long, held in his arms, hair tied and crowned, his whole body is also faintly visible, and his eyes glance , fell on Cang Wei's body.

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Land of Lanling.

For thousands of years, it has been the place where the Xias have been famous. During the Xia Dynasty, there was a prince named Qu Lie who was named Mao. The state of Ju was destroyed by the state of Lu.

Then, at the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, the State of Wu was powerful for a while, defeated the State of Lu, and occupied this place. Ten years later, the State of Yue destroyed Wu and occupied this place. A hundred years ago, the State of Chu swallowed Wu and Yue, and this place was occupied by the State of Lu.

Thirty years ago, Chu State destroyed Lu, and this place belonged to Chu State.

After thousands of years of prosperity, it is not far from Confucian Xiaoshengxian Zhuang. Since Confucian Xun Kuang served as Lanling Order, the influence of Confucianism has spread here, and its city has a radius of nine miles.

However, the city walls are continuous, centering on the whole of Lanling, forming a prosperous place with a radius of tens of miles. In recent years, there has suddenly been an elegant place in Lanling City.

Its name is Zilanxuan.

The building is more than three stories high, surrounded by strange green plants, carved railings and painted buildings, and veils hanging down. Although it is deep winter, Zilanxuan is still full of greenery, and the inside is as warm as spring, and enchanting women are walking constantly.

Zheng!

A sharp blasting sound sounded, and the rhyme sound stopped abruptly in the piano pavilion at the corner on the second floor of Zilanxuan.