Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The vast space of the Big Dipper, in this moment, freezes, this rolling dust, seems to be still.

The divine king, saint, quasi-sage, nearly a million monks, and the endless creatures of the Big Dipper are all stunned, and their eyes are fixed on the transcendent fairy shadow.

There, the immortal light disappeared, a figure appeared in the world, the white clothes did not mess with the world, the white hair moved without the wind, the eyes of the ancient wells were waveless, and the heavens and heavens were evolving.

He really looks like a fairy, like a distant myth that does not exist in the world, but it is beyond sight.

"Okay ... good coercion, is he ... is he the emperor?" The long-lasting peace was finally broken by a saint, even the saint did not know, and his voice was trembling.

"In this world ... there are still such powerful people." Another saint, with awe in his eyes.

"Sword ... Sword God." King Da Luo Jianzong shook his lips, his body was shaking, and he couldn't stop.

"Sword ... Sword God." Da Luo Jian Zong saints, quasi saints, and nearly one million monks also felt dizzy. They have all seen the sword consciousness body of the sword god, and naturally they can recognize the sword gods of the heavens.

"He ... he is the **** of swords of the heavens?" Although the voice of Monk Da Luo Jianzong was small, like a thunderous ancient thunder, it shook the Big Dipper, but everyone who listened to it had a great tremor in his heart.

"God regrets, I have seen the myth of the living heavens."

"Two thousand years of spiritual practice, there is no regret for death." Too many elder saints burst into tears with excitement.

"The younger generation Xuan Luo, I have seen the sword god." In the excitement, the King of King Luo Zongzong has been stunned to the ground. In his words, the saints, quasi-sages, and nearly one million monks of the King Luo Zongzong also collectively lay on the ground. The sword of God created a sword of Da Luo Jian Zong of the Big Dipper.

"I've seen the sword gods of the heavens." The endless monks of the Big Dipper also murmured, their voices trembling in the sky.

"Senior, I will wait until you finally." Ye Chen bowed his hand, he was the only person standing in the sky, making every effort, and he died in nine lives. He finally carried the sword god.

"Follow me." The sword **** faintly stepped on the starry sky and walked towards a dead star. Each step seemed to be on the avenue, and each step contained a profound mystery.

Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and hurried to follow.

The back of the sword god, Xiao Se, is full of vicissitudes. Every strand of white hair also bears the traces of years. Seeing his awe and wonder, the myth of the heavens should also be a person with a story.

The sword **** was silent, and he was speechless. He quietly followed behind the sword god, and the admiration of the goddess Kunlun was the existence of anti-sky, the peak of the emperor, the myth of the heavens, and Ye Chen's breath similar to that of the demon emperor. That is the temperament of talents who truly stand at the top of the Tao.

Behind him, the monk of the Big Dipper staring at the back of the sword **** and Ye Chen, also got up.

"Sword god! That's the sword gods of the heavens!" The quiet starry sky became extremely lively.

"To see the myths of the heavens, it should be my supreme glory."

"I'm curious what the relationship between Ye Chen and the sword god." Too many people scratched their heads.

"Will not be the old friend of the sword god!" Someone said tentatively.

"How is it possible that Ye Chen is only over a hundred years old, and he is not a man of the era at all."

"Bao Buqi is the descendant of the old friend of the sword god."

"This guess is reliable." Too many older monks touched their chins. "It is certain that Ye Chen must have a great connection with the sword god, and it is definitely not a hostile relationship."

"Old ancestors." In the discussion, one side rang the voices of Da Luo Jianzong saints and quasi-sages.

After hearing that, everyone looked away, but saw that the saint of Da Luo Jianzong was holding the King of Da Luo Jianzong.

Just a second ago, the King of King Luo Jianzong got up. I was not excited or scared. One did not stand still and almost collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, he was pale, and even the monk of the King, his old body could not stop shaking.

Even a holy king was so scared, let alone the saints and quasi-sages, and the descendants of the imperial realm. Each face was pale and cold, and they were supporting each other, and they were standing still.

The sword **** suddenly arrived, but also saved Ye Chen. As long as he is not a fool, he can see that Ye Chen's relationship with the sword gods of the heavens is not ordinary. If the sword **** blame it, Da Luo Jianzong will become a historical dust, and They will also die with Da Luo Jianzong.

Compared to them, Nie Feng in the figure is excited and surprised. I did not know that Ye Chen still has such a great magical sword **** to invite him, who is protected by the heavenly sword gods, who dares to touch him.

"Go ... please plead guilty." Da Luo Jianzong Holy King wiped his cold sweat, took a less steady step, went straight to the ancient stars that Ye Chen and the sword **** went to, and only hoped that the sword **** would not blame him.

"Go ... Go and ask for sin." Da Luo Jianzong saints, quasi saints and nearly a million monks have passed.

Such a scene, all the monks who watched are smirking, this should be a good irony.

Not long ago, Da Luo Jianzong wanted to kill Ye Chen and then hurry up. How dangling they were then! Every momentum is overwhelming, every murder is overwhelming, but now each is like a docile little sheep.

During the conversation, monks from the Quartet also followed.

That ’s the sword god, the myth of the heavens, and it ’s rare to be in the Big Dipper. They want to take a closer look. If they are lucky, maybe they can hear the sword **** explain the road.

Here, the sword **** has stepped into a dead ancient star and boarded a mountain.

Ye Chen then followed, and also went to the top of the mountain, looking awed, respectful from beginning to end.

The sword god's eyes were bland, without the majesty of the Emperor. He gently raised his hand and placed it on Ye Chen's shoulder. There was an immortal light overflowing, helping Ye Chen to heal the wounds in his body, and his back-bite to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen stood quietly and allowed the sword **** to heal his wounds, but before and after three breaths, he let the fairy eyes unblock.

"You're the descendant of the Six Dao." The sword myth was flat, even more haunting than dreams. When he revealed his words, he glanced at the Xuancang jade ring on Ye Chen's finger.

"The younger juniors have shallow insights and do not know who the six are." Ye Chen shook her head slightly.

"Among my peers, I have only defeated once. He is the true myth of the heavens." The sword **** was calm, his words were still bland and hesitant, and he would tell an ancient legend, "The same looks, the same fairy eyes, The same ring, you should have a great connection with him. "

"The same looks, the same fairy eyes, the same ring." Ye Chen whispered, the six words in the mouth of the sword god, are too similar to the red dust of the past, and have even defeated the myths of the heavens.

"I am also from the future time and space? Has it landed in the heavens and the world?" Ye Chen murmured, and Mei Yu wrinkled slightly. "Is that the six people on the two ancient portraits?"

"Why lead me to the Big Dipper." The sword **** closed his palms and wiped away all the wounds on Ye Chen.

"There is an infatuated woman who misses you, seniors." Ye Chen took out a sachet, which was given to him by Donghuang Taixin when he left Dachu. The three words on the sword were the ones she embroidered.

"She's called Donghuang Taixin, on the other side of the starry sky." Ye Chen passed the sachet to the heavenly sword gods.

"Xiner." The sword god's state of mind fluctuated for the first time, and the hands that took the sachet trembled. There was an endless whisper in the heart. The myths of the heavens also revealed the ancient tenderness. He had remembered I did n’t know when she was the last time I saw her, only to know that the long years have blurred the time.

"What happened to Da Chu and why he lost contact with the heavens and the world." The sword **** clenched the sachet tightly, his voice was a little hoarse, and listening to his words, he knew that Da Chu existed.

"Heaven invasion." Ye Chen vicissitudeed with a smile and sacrifice a water curtain. The imprints on it were the scene of the invasion of God and the battle of Da Chu, all of which were bloody.

Looking at the water curtain, Rao is the fixed force of the heavenly sword gods, and his look has changed.

The great mountains and rivers were swallowed up by darkness, all eyes were blood, like a boundless hell.

The 90 million heroes in Dachu are fighting, the 90 million monks in Tianxuanmen fight and die, all the figures fall into the pool of blood, one by one, the living lives are killed on the city wall, and the blood and bones are used for the world. Cang Sheng cast a scarlet Great Wall, and the battle was almost annihilated.

Suddenly, the sword **** seemed to hear the sorrowful roar, which was the roar of the soul of the heroic hero who died in battle.

In the myth of the heavens, the immortal body shivered, and it was already in tears. I did not know that a hundred years ago, Da Chu fought so fiercely to resist the invasion of the demon. He could not imagine that in order to protect the heavenly gates and the mankind behind him, How difficult the ninety million monks are fighting.

Huh!

The shocking sword rang through the sky, Kuang Guwei pressured the heavens, and the entire Big Dipper trembled. No matter the sky and the earth or the sky and the sky, ice was formed by the naked eye at an inch-inch speed.

The breeze blew and the water curtain dissipated, leaving only the **** back of the 90 million Great Souls in the Chu.

The sword gods of the heavens were silent, like a stone carved statue, standing on the mountain.

The myth of the heavens should have regrets. It failed to stay beside her when she was in the most difficult time, and failed to stand in front of them when she was desperate in her life. A generation of myths laughed a little.

Ye Chen is like a stone statue, standing in the cold wind.

It took a long time to see the sword **** look back, and he looked at Ye Chen quietly. It was this young man who led the monk Da Chu to charge, slaughtered a great emperor, and guarded the heavenly gates for the heavens and the world.

Ye Chen smiled tiredly and took out a token, which was the Kunlun Goddess Sword of Donghuang Taixin. "The predecessors should know where Kunlun is virtual. The origin of Dachu has been destroyed, and it will not last for 500 years."

"Da Chu and Zhu Tian Wan Yu have lost their connection. How did you come here?"

"Space black hole."

"So, you can also go back through the black hole in space." The sword **** looked at Ye Chen hopefully.

"I can't go back." Ye Chen sighed. "I have changed something in the black hole in space. I remember the way I couldn't go back. In the past 100 years, I have used the evolution of Zhou Tian to deduce the position of Da Chu more than once. In the west of Tenwanyu, this is the general direction. "

"It's enough to have a general direction." The sword **** took a breath. "All the heavens and the world together, we will be able to find Da Chu. It takes a long time and a 500-year time limit. It is time."

"The junior believes that day will come early."

"Little guy, you should rest after a hundred years of tiredness." The sword **** showed a rare smile, "Back to Kunlun with me, as for the recovery of Da Chu, let us do it."

"The junior still has to find the reincarnated Dachu, and can't rest." Ye Chen smiled. "The reincarnation of Dachu is broken. Too many people have reincarnated to the heavens and the world. I have come this way and I have found a lot, but Compared with the 90 million British souls of Brother Dachu, it is still a lot worse. The younger generation only hopes to find everyone in their lifetime and take them back to their hometown. "

"So, take my Tao body." The sword **** fluttered his hand, a ray of green smoke flew out, and turned into another sword non-dao, which is a Tao body, compared with the deity, there is a heaven and earth.

"Thank you seniors." Ye Chen was so surprised that Sword Shinto accompanied him, which would save a lot of trouble.