Masked knight swordsman tower

Grandmaster laughed up to the sky and turned into a colorful sword light, and flew towards the center of the thunder cloud, where the owner of the arm was hiding.

Those of us on the ground not only didn't help at all, we didn't even have the qualifications to read the truth.

But just when we lamented our own weakness, it didn't take long for us to hear a huge and unwilling roar from the thunderclouds in the sky. It was the voice of the great master, full of negative emotions.

"It's fake! It's all fake! I'm not reconciled!" There was a voice of crying or laughing, the center of the thunder cloud exploded, and the entire sky was filled with brilliance. in all directions.

"The great master is dead." Li Moran told the shocking facts word by word, like an explanation.

"How is it possible?" Xie Nandian had no idea what happened.

"The grand master detonated himself. I don't know the reason. He detonated all the sword energy in himself and his body. It was like fireworks, gorgeous and short-lived." Li Moran used a very artistic description to express the news of the grand master's death.

"That thing in the sky?" I meant something, but what I got back was Li Moran's silence.

Even if we can find Miyamoto Hosho, we are very likely to face that thing in the sky.

"What is that, Li Moran, don't tell me that you have lived in Kunlun for so many years, and you have never been to these worlds once." I was a little anxious, and the suspicion from a long time ago finally broke out now.

"Actually, Kunlun City didn't wake up for a long time, because there is no concept of time here, and I know nothing about the outside world." Li Moran turned his back to us, and his voice seemed a little choked.

"My only memory is that before I fell into a deep sleep, the Kunlun Mountain Gate where I was was fighting against monsters from nowhere." Her voice was a little hollow, as if she had returned to the beginning, and the memory reappeared in front of her eyes.

"I really have no choice, I have no choice, I can only watch them die one by one, but I have no choice." Li Moran knelt softly on the ground and cried loudly.

It took a few minutes for us rough men to calm down Li Moran's emotions under the guidance of the little girl Lai Yin who didn't understand anything. She sobbed and talked to us after an unknown amount of time.

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In the era when I was born, the Taoist sect had been prosperous for an unknown number of years.

My name is Li Moran. My mother passed away after giving birth to me. My father thought that I was extremely unknown, so he threw me to a nearby Taoist temple.

Then there was a long career of practice, Qi training, foundation building, and golden alchemy all in one go, and the old Taoist priest who raised me sent me to his teacher.

Kunlun Daomen, the first of the three Daomen in the world, has lived for a period of time, and has an indissoluble bond with the brothers and sisters here. I also have friends, bosom friends, and Taoist companions. Everything is so perfect.

But just when I was about to break through the Nascent Soul, everything changed. The race named ghosts tore apart the space and came to this world. They have different shapes, but they have one thing in common, they are too powerful.

The head master and the elders on the stage tried their best, and it was destined to be a life-and-death battle that blocked the Taoist sect.

But it is a pity that I did not witness that battle. My master and my Taoist partner resolutely chose to seal me in order to keep me alive.

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After hearing what happened to Li Moran, we were silent for a long time.At least we know why Taoism died out.

Rhine continued to comfort poor Miss Li Moran, while Xie Nandian and I found a place where no one was around to discuss our plans.

"That thing in the sky is hard to deal with." I sighed, "Although I don't know what it is, judging by the strength of the great master, it is difficult for us to escape.

I said these things to myself, but Xie Nandian gave me a bear hug.

"Great! You're still you! You're still alive!" He didn't cry, but his eyes were red.

Now it's my turn to be silly "what happened, didn't we just get separated by random teleportation?"

"It's been six months since we separated!" Xie Nandian was also surprised when he heard my words. It was only a few 10 minutes on my side, but half a year has passed here.

"The world in this world is shrinking inward. I have heard that one day here is worth two days in the imperial city."

"When I first came here, I was teleported to a very high sky and had a hard landing on the ground. I was wary and suspicious of everything here, but it was destined not to be permanent.

PhD!Tell me, is this still within the Kunlun Ruins. "Xie Nandian's eyes were full of doubts, looking forward to my answer.

I nodded heavily, puncturing Xie Nandian's dream bubble.

He sighed knowing our situation.We can indeed make a living here, but there are more important things waiting for us outside.

"When I spent a month here, I was full of you. The best situation is that this place is not in the Kunlun ruins at all, but compared with the outside world, there are obviously faults in various senses."

"So I looked for you like crazy, but there was only news about Miyamoto Hosei. It is said that he became a national teacher in the imperial city, which is really strange."

"The rule here is to defeat the grand master before you can go to the imperial city. I happened to inquire about the blood sacrifice again, so I dared to go to Zhujian Pavilion to ask the truth." Xie Nandian weighed the fire stick in his hand and handed it to me.

"This is a family heirloom of the old blacksmith who helped me. He gave it to me when he was dying. It is said that it is a treasure passed down from the gods." He smiled, and his eyes were red again.

"Okay, let's sort out our mood, our journey is far from over." I was born with a reminder, looking at the distance and thinking about the way out.

The ball of wool has lost its meaning. I was wondering if I could use the ball of wool to find Uncle Mulan by thinking about his appearance, but I was afraid that leaving this world would be hindered by the existence of Thunder Cloud.

No matter how you want to leave, now you still have to deal with a certain national teacher who doesn't want to leave. If it goes well, maybe you can solve the problems of this world.

"Since the time difference is so ridiculous, it seems that there is nothing wrong with us meddling here." I said to myself.

"Let's go! Go to the imperial city." I made up my mind and searched for all useful information in the ruins of the gatehouse of the collapsed Sword Forging City.

"This book? Is it a diary?" A complete book is particularly conspicuous here. For some reason, we didn't notice it just now.

After flipping through it roughly, I realized that this is the diary of the great master. The records are intermittent, and there are also a lot of crazy words. We decided to store it as a historical reference and explore it when we are archaeological. The most urgent thing now is to find map.

"Here!" Xie Nandian found a map from a box. The drawing was crude, but still understandable.

The location of the imperial city is just where we are in Baiyuli, not too far away. Besides, there are dozens of other cities, large and small, which are particularly retro.

"Let's go, time is running out." Xie Nandian looked down at Forging Sword City, and stuck the fire stick in the top of the city.