Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 103 Heart Sword Creator - Lonely City!
Bright and majestic, like a god coming to the world, full of fairy spirit, like a blue sky and a myriad of valleys, when the three characters fell, the space of heart robbery suddenly began to vibrate, and the sound of explosions resounded from all over the world!

Rumble!
The sky is broken, the stone is broken, the sky is shocked, and the artistic conception of shattering the world resounds from the world!
At this moment, the swords and palms were handed over, and the two bodies of Gucheng Qitian Emperor were suppressed at the same time, and the aura of the majestic heaven and earth fell suddenly.

"This...."

Gucheng swung his sword intently, his eyes full of vigilance, his long hair fluttered slowly with the breeze, and his Confucian robe was hunting, matching the dark breath coming from the black hole!
Huhu~~~

The sound of wind stirred, falling into the dark realm, the void torn apart, flapping the flowers on the other side!
Emperor Qi Tian looked back, his consciousness had already connected with his body in the realm of six heavens, and he understood the reason for this action.His eyebrows opened involuntarily, and there was a sense of relief.

"Finally, is it over?"

He murmured softly, passing from the bottom of his heart to his face, with an expression of indifference as before.The double horns on the forehead soared up to the sky, and there was an aura of invincibility in the world.

Consistent, domineering, ruthless, and meaningless, just like when Fang Yi came!

He stared deeply at the isolated city in the distance with a vigilant look, and his dark pupils were deep, without any waves!

Time flies, time flies, it seems like a moment, and it seems like a thousand years.A white light emanated from Qitian Emperor's body, surrounding it, it suddenly became colorful.

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There was nothing to say when looking directly at him, but thousands of words seemed to flash across his eyes, and nothing came out of his mouth.

Turning around in an instant, time has passed, and when looking back, Emperor Qitian is still domineering, ruthless, and selfless, as if he exists for life and exists for destruction, without heart or thought!
At this moment, it seems to be engraved into eternity by time, and it will stay on the time gallery forever, witnessing the brilliance of history.

When Xinyue closed her eyes and opened them again, what she saw were two people standing looking at each other, silent, as if they wanted to engrave each other in their hearts, engrave them in their hearts, and never forget this body.

The sky is a bright blue sky, blue as clear as washing, and there is no cloud in the thousand miles, only the breeze flows slowly, blowing the picturesque eyebrows at the corners of the eyes, and combing the brilliant brilliance of the hair tips.

Xinyue lowered his head and looked around at his plush, chubby body. He jumped out of habit, feeling this familiar feeling from his heart. The corners of his mouth opened, revealing a soft smile.

The big snow-white tail twirled, blowing a soft breeze, circling and driving the body, and flew into the air.

"Oh, oh!"

Flying randomly from the air, shouting happily for a while, as if celebrating, the celebration has returned to the way I liked, not the body of the violent monk.

Fortunately, fortunately, after the beating of Emperor Qitian, it can still survive, it is really not easy!
Thinking of this, Xinyue suddenly thought of Gucheng, blinked her little eyes, and looked around to see where he had gone.

To be honest, it was all thanks to the orphans that he survived this time!Without him, Xinyue frowned in pain. She didn't dare to think about it!
After searching around, I found that Gucheng was standing alone on the top of Yundu Mountain. His soft and upright Confucian robe was blown by the breeze, causing ripples and making a hunting sound in the air!
A head of black long hair hangs casually, the long hair reaches the waist, and it is not tied, which looks a little casual.The breeze blows, and it drifts away randomly.

The vast sun above the distant sky shines down through the vast sky, the crimson light contains a soft breath, giving people a soft feeling of clear water on the face.

Tilting her head, Xinyue blinked her eyes and looked at the lonely city in the distance. She always felt that there was something different there. As for the specific difference, it couldn't tell.

The years are quiet, the breeze is not dry, and the sun is just right!

"Gucheng, where are we going!"

Touching the somewhat hungry and deflated stomach, Xinyue broke the beautiful picture of these years!

The stiff voice echoed from the empty peak, lifting the robes of the lonely city in the distance, and the breeze blew gently.

Gu Cheng turned around slowly, turned his head, and when he turned his head, he put the long sword in his hand into the sheath.

bass!
With a soft moan, the long sword returned to its sheath, and the sound was heard in the air, causing slight waves to rush towards the surroundings.

A fine line was wrinkled on Gucheng's flawless white forehead, and he glanced at Xinyue helplessly, before he said lightly: "Do you have any ideas?"

The indescribable warmth and softness in the words, like the summer spring breeze, slowly blowing across the face.

"This...."

Xinyue lowered her eyelids, and looked at the Gucheng in front of her with some unaccustomedness. She didn't know what happened to him, but she thought, Gucheng was not like this before!

Before Xinyue could think about it, Gucheng patted it on the shoulder and motioned it to sit over.

Putting down her thoughts, Xinyue twirled her big tail and flew towards the lonely city slowly.

"The calamity is finally over!"

Sitting on her shoulders, Xinyue faintly heard a sigh, which seemed to be a sigh of emotion.

It couldn't help but feel a little distracted, recalling scenes from the past, the despair of abandoning the Emperor of Heaven to come to the world, and the thunderbolts between heaven and earth.And after that, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, invincible in the world, and propped up the sky with his own strength.

"what happened?"

Looking at Xinyue, who was a little absent-minded, Gucheng asked curiously, this is not like the chattering before, and Xinyue has never stopped.

If it had not been together and never separated, he would have doubted whether it had been packaged by someone else.

"thank you!"

Xinyue drooped her little head, leaned on Gucheng's shoulder, and murmured in a low voice, saying that a big tail flew up, wrapping her whole body, just like a hamster.

"Why, are you still being polite to me?"

Gucheng looked at Xinyue with a funny face and was happy.To be honest, Xinyue has always been a shameless, shameless image in his heart, but he didn't expect to have such a cute side.

"no!"

Feeling the teasing in Gucheng's words, Xinyue walked towards Gucheng cage with her big tail in her arms, as if she was shy.

After fighting and fighting, the two of Gucheng also walked to the foot of Yundu Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, Gucheng looked back and stared at Yundu Mountain carefully.

His eyebrows are a bit complicated, but also like relief. After all, everything he experienced here, thinking about it now, still seems like a dream.

The avenue that I have accumulated for thousands of years, I have achieved it here, with a clear mind and a peaceful mind.The mental calamity of consciousness that has been intruding for many days is eliminated here, and there is no sharp sword hanging above the head.

After a fight with Emperor Qitian, he learned the way of fighting, and in this troubled world, he has some means of self-protection.

Looking into the eyes, the real Buddha sitting cross-legged, a golden relic symbolized by the supreme practitioner; the complexion is dignified, with a little red cinnabar between the eyebrows; the phoenix eyes are half closed, and the confident eyes look at the world!
Looking at it seriously, there is persistence in the eyes, there is a pool of water in the eyes, crystal clear, shining with bright light.

After watching for a long time, Gucheng couldn't help but bend down, bowed, got up, and fell down again, going back and forth like this three times.Gu Cheng watched intently, then turned and left.

This turning around seemed to bid farewell to the past and bury half of his life.Only the future is left, revealing the mottled second half of life!

The creator of the Heart Sword—Gucheng!
　The Emperor Abandoning Heaven is over and has returned!

　　
　
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