Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 492
The sky was gloomy, and the boundless East China Sea looked like a whirlpool. Although the situation in the depths of the sea could not be seen, anyone could imagine the horror and despair in it.

The sea level is still rising, the sound is roaring, and one-third of the territory of the Eastern Continent has been submerged. Those ancient cities completely collapsed and fell apart at this moment.

The cries of human beings can be heard endlessly, but they are quickly drowned out by the sound of huge waves.

Tingchao Linggu is located on the bank of the East China Sea, the closest to the sea, but because of its extremely high terrain, it was only submerged in low-lying areas. At this time, on the top of the mountains exposed to the sea, the surviving disciples of Tingchao Linggu looked at the devastated There is only endless despair in the eyes of heaven and earth.

On the lake on the top of the mountain in the depths of Tingchao Linggu, the Kongxuanmen is overflowing with golden light, even if the sea water pours in from all directions, they are all blocked out, forming a huge water wall around the Kongxuanmen, surrounding the Kongxuanmen And that golden light that soared into the sky.

"Guzhu participated in the arrangement of the Xingluo Wuji Formation in Chaotian City, what should I do?"

A disciple asked, his voice was trembling, and it seemed that there was still a chill in it, obviously he was very frightened.

"I'm waiting for the end of the state, and I can only wait for death."

This voice is quite indifferent, but there is no hope of life.

"So many senior brothers and elders have died, what are we going to do?" A young disciple said silently, with an indifferent expression, quietly looking at the golden beam of light, his pupils were reflected golden, like a fairy.

Everyone was shocked, and one of them looked at the young disciple and said, "Junior Brother Zhou, you are the most talented person among the disciples of our generation, you may as well speak up if you have something to say."

The disciple surnamed Zhou was still looking at the golden beam of light on the Kongxuan Gate, and after a long silence, he suddenly jumped up in the air, as if with a determined heart, he broke into the golden light like an arrow leaving the string.

Countless people looked at each other, and the next moment they understood what Junior Brother Zhou was thinking.

Use your own body to sacrifice to the Xingluo Wuji Formation.

Then, after a mournful roar, all the disciples rushed into the golden light like petrels all over the sky.

"I heard that there are such disciples in Chaoling Valley, why worry about it! It's a pity that this damn heaven!"

A certain former elder who survived by chance, looked at those figures swallowed by the golden light, couldn't help crying, then raised his head and spit at the sky that was about to be shattered, full of unwillingness, and was the last one to break into the golden light.

At this moment, apart from Hai Qing'er who was far away in Chaotian City, Tingchao Linggu seemed to have no one left.

After countless people made sacrifices, they heard the golden light from Chaoling Valley suddenly expand, and its energy increased sharply.

Almost at the same time, in some other places on the mainland, the same desperate situation as Tingchao Linggu was also unfolding.

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Above Chaotian City, the scale of Xingluo Wuji Formation is unprecedentedly large, and the sword rain that hangs upside down from the sky is like a huge sword that opens the sky, and it is about to confront the sky.

Feeling the sharply rising energy in the formation, Tang Ge's complexion changed, and he looked at several directions between the sky and the earth. The six golden beams of light that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly strengthened to varying degrees, and soon he understood what happened , He looked at Hai Qing'er who was not far away. Although the latter had a cold face, when he saw Tang Ge's gaze, his clear eyes were instantly filled with tears.

She knew that Ting Chao Ling Valley was gone.

"Who dares to say that I am evil in the ghost world now? In the face of Heavenly Tribulation, how have people in the ghost world been afraid of me!"

Bai Ya, the head of the four great masters of the ghost world, looked up to the sky and laughed, but his laughter was filled with inexplicable sadness. He knew that the energy of the Kongxuanmen under the Lishen Stream of Daxue Mountain was strengthened because of the blessings and offerings of countless strong people from the ghost world. sacrifice.

No one laughed or praised anything. Too many people had died in the Kunlun Realm, and maybe even they would not survive in the end.

Whether it is Tingchao Linggu and Ghost Realm, or the top sects such as Kunlun Mountain and Guyue Dongtian, which have already lost their strength, it seems that they have been inspired by the so-called righteousness at this time. Countless practitioners went forward to offer sacrifices to Xingluo Wuji The large formation swelled the power of the formation to an indescribable level.

Tang Ge was bathed in the light of the sword, and the rain of swords hung down the pitch-black sky. Those spiderweb-like light patterns on the night surface became brighter and brighter under the impact of the rain of swords. Although they were silent, they carried an irresistible pressure.

But at this time, Tang Ge wanted to poke a hole in the sky.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Snow Maiden raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Ge without any expression.

Tang Ge didn't look at her, his eyes kept falling on the place where Jian Yu met the night, and said calmly: "Do you feel that something seems to be approaching the Kunlun Realm?"

Snow Maiden was silent, and after a moment of silence, she nodded slightly, and a trace of bewilderment suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Those things seem to exist the same as the Kunlun Realm." The empress who had been silent all this time suddenly said.

Tang Ge glanced at her in surprise, but when he thought that she was the master of Zhuxian Formation, he understood why she had such keen perception. After a while, Tang Ge said: "Qingyang Realm is the same world as Kunlun Realm. , the Kunlun Realm’s six empty Taoist gates are each connected to a world, and there should be five other worlds besides the Qingyang Realm. At this time, these six worlds seem to be approaching the Kunlun Realm, and the barriers between the seven realms seem to disappear. "

He rarely spoke for a long time, causing everyone present to fall silent, and even the control of Qi came to a halt.

"What will happen if the barrier between the seven worlds disappears?" After a long time, Nian Li broke the silence.

Tang Ge was silent for a moment and said, "Either rebirth, or destruction."

The simple six words fell on everyone's heart like a bolt from the blue. Whether it was rebirth or destruction, they all had to pay a desperate price.

"call!"

I don't know who took a breath, and then said: "Then come."

His voice was as calm as water, and at the same time, it reflected the state of mind of the other 35 people. They had no way out, and could only use the Xingluo Wuji Formation to the extreme.

Tang Ge didn't say another word, he raised his right hand high, with both fingers facing the sky, bathed in the rain of swords, like a sharp divine sword, a very faint sword light burst out from his fingertips, in a way comparable to The speed of light rushed towards the night along the sword rain.

boom!
When this sword light came into contact with the night, the entire Kunlun realm suddenly shook violently. The seawater of the East China Sea poured in again. , and soon covered the entire northern border...

Misfortunes and disasters like these appeared in every corner of the Kunlun Realm, and as the sword light sank into the night, the original spiderweb-like light patterns suddenly burst into bright white light.

In an instant, the whole world was brighter than daytime, and the 36 figures above Chaotian City were flooded into small black shadows, and then quickly disappeared.

Quiet, absolutely quiet.

The sound of the waves disappeared, the sound of the earthquake disappeared, and even the sound of the biting wind disappeared.

White light filled the whole world, without any sound, without any energy fluctuations, just like being in an endless void.

"call……"

At some point, there was a faint sound, like a breeze, or someone's breathing.

"Are you still there?" A calm voice came out immediately, but he had no idea where the source of the voice was.

"Yes, Junior Martial Uncle." A clear and playful girlish voice came out.

"Stay where you are, I'll come to you." The calm voice said again.

The girl said "Yes", and the world became quiet again.

Not long after, the two hands were tightly held together in the void. Although they were separated by a very close distance, they still couldn't see each other's faces, and even the place where the two hands were holding was so blurry.

"The moon."

"No, little uncle, Tang Ge."

These two people are Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue, they managed to find each other, but they couldn't see their faces, and they didn't know if the other people were still in the Xingluo Wuji Formation.

"I can't see you." Gu Zhiyue said suddenly.

"Then let's hug."

Tang Ge said, and with a little force on his arm, he took Gu Zhiyue into his arms, and the white light filled every inch of the gap between the two of them, perhaps the only warmth in this cold world.

"what happened?"

Gu Zhiyue's trembling body gradually calmed down in Tang Ge's arms because she was injured in the fight against Heavenly Tribulation before, and her side face was pressed against his chest, refusing to leave.

After a while, her expression changed suddenly, because suddenly a burst of bloody breath rushed into her nostrils, which emanated from the surface of Tang Ge's body.

Tang Ge gently rubbed Gu Zhiyue's head, but shouted in a certain direction: "It's your turn."

That direction is the underground palace of Chaotian City, the Hall of Reincarnation.

"The light seems to have faded a lot." Gu Zhiyue raised her head, and vaguely saw Tang Ge's familiar face, but it was a face dripping with blood.

Tang Ge looked down at her, smiled faintly, a drop of blood dripped down his cheek and onto Gu Zhiyue's brow, it looked so dazzling.

"It's really faded."

He raised his head and looked into the deep sky. He could vaguely see several black spots rapidly enlarging. Those were all powerful practitioners, but they did not belong to the Kunlun Realm.

(End of this chapter)