Advise Qingshan

What answered him was a thunder that shook the sky and the earth.

The lightning like a silver snake poured down, turning the drowsy sky into a pale white like snow.Shi Yiqing didn't dare to procrastinate, he retreated hundreds of feet in an instant, barely avoiding the range of the thunder calamity, he pinched the folding fan in his hand and deformed it, and said bitterly: "It's crazy."

In front of the tower spirit, the air wall was crumbling, and it collapsed and deformed under the thunder calamity, like paper.He took half a step back involuntarily, and said in a hoarse voice, "Xianjun, are you really crazy? Wen Daotai can't survive the catastrophe!"

Not only is Ye Zhu not crazy, on the contrary, he is very sober.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the countless fragments in the world turned into silver lights under the fire of calamity, like flowing stars, fused with the thousands of weapons floating in the mid-air, long soldiers, short blades , knives, guns, swords and halberds trembled in the thunderstorm, one handle after another, the scorched iron seemed to fall off from these weapons, and all the blades were burnt into the golden red of molten iron.

Both cold and colorful.

At this time, even if the Fengkou, which is hundreds of miles away, is closed, one can clearly see the raging white light beside the Wendao Terrace, tearing up the sky and tearing the earth, wanting to traverse the sky, with great power.Chen Kezhen glanced this way, even though the two places were separated by a whole river and the power of the thunder calamity had been greatly reduced, he had to lower his eyebrows to avoid the light.

Wen Daotai took a deep breath: "The last few lightning calamities..."

The last few lightning tribulations, Wen Daotai's Qi Wall couldn't stop them at all!Otherwise, 5000 years ago, how could Guangyu Yuanjun kill his life?By doing this, the Immortal Lord Chongning killed three hundred enemies and harmed himself by eight thousand?

At this moment, the thunder tribulation in the early stage has been completed, and the cold light is flowing on the swords floating in front of Ye Zhuo. The beauty that was glimpsed before has been restrained in the cold light, and the hidden light in the black clouds is heavy , It seems that there are gods banging and shaking drums, almost overwhelming.

Fortunately, Ye Zhuo didn't intend to let Wen Daotai stop him at all.

He stood on the cusp of the storm, looked straight at the blue sky, and said coldly: "Heaven, don't tell me that you are so confused, there are no living people in this city, and this deity is just sending those innocent and trapped resentful spirits to reincarnate. , shouldn’t it be on my head?”

The position of Xianjun can be regarded as the spokesperson appointed by the Dao of Heaven.The words of the immortal king can indeed reach down to the common people and reach up to the emperor.

Lei Jie seemed to hesitate for a while, but finally retreated silently, and the black clouds dispersed with the snap of his fingers.

In front of Ye Zhuo, countless weapons surrounded three circles, forming a huge concentric circle. These weapons originally came from different masters, with different shapes and lengths. Standing in the middle of the fairy king is like visiting a certain high place. Xiu's treasure trove of magic weapons.

He stretched out a hand, buckled a dagger with a cold light in front of him, and said reminiscingly: "Actually, I was not very satisfied when countless in the world were just formed."

"It's very handy, and it's also very powerful. It will accompany me in all directions and be invincible."

"But every time I use it, I always feel that there is something missing that makes it not so complete. It is a flaw. However, I haven't been able to make it up until I fall into immortality."

"Today, I finally know."

He stroked the cold edge with his fingers, and said with a smile: "The four words "innumerable in the world" already have a grand atmosphere. In the beginning, I was not the only one who could forge this sword."

——There are countless in the world, big can be big, very big, small can be small, very small, it should be famous through the ages, generals and princes, a round of Qinyue on the thousand miles of Hanguan, and it should also be a camp of Jiji , the firefly lights are slightly on fire, and a corner of the eaves behind the bead curtain painting screen.Such an all-encompassing and all-encompassing imagery should not be able to evolve from nine swords. "

So thousands of weapons were lined up in front of Ye Jue in an instant, long and short, scattered in different places.Their masters are also high-cultivation and low-cultivation, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, everything that one expects to find.

The character of the weapon reflects the character of the owner to some extent, so in this row, some are as explosive as a spear, some are as elegant as a feather fan, some are as straight as a long knife, and some are as light as a soft sword.For another example, among long spears, there are those with a whole body of gold and silver, some with old wood handles, some with long tassels on them, some with sapphire decorations, some with colored jewels inlaid, and some with simple stumps to the bottom.The piles are similar, but different in everything.

The flow of this row of silver light is the world of Vientiane.

Xianjun stretched out his hand and grasped it vaguely.

He grasped the vastness of the world and countless human beings.

Lei Jie retreated, and Shi Yiqing finally dared to step into the center of the battle. He looked from afar with a gloomy expression.

Fengkou was closed, Wen Daotai was holding the water mirror, and couldn't help asking: "Yuanjun, do you think he will win?"

Chen Kezhen shook his head: "It's hard to say, even though there is an immortal weapon in hand, Ye Zhuo has no cultivation base, so he can only borrow strength, just like I use your spiritual power to play the piano now, and the strength of the tenth floor can be used at most [-]%. Because it's extremely high."

Shi Yiqing's cultivation level is indeed very high, he walked towards the Wendao platform step by step, stepping on the void, it seemed that the surrounding space was distorted, and his aura was gloomy and terrifying.

He paused every word: "You have no cultivation, but you want to kill me?"

"I don't want to kill you." Ye Ju said, "I have to kill you."

He calmly looked at Shi Yiqing: "Although I don't know what method you used to deceive the heavens, the 130 million dead souls in Jiangchuan must have been collected by you, or simply killed to get their souls, right? Detained here for so many years, not reincarnated, resentment born early, I can only kill you."

Shi Yi Qing said: "How do you know that they didn't deserve what they did?"

Ye Zhuo frowned: "How do you say that?"

Ta Ling said: "Why talk to him too much, it must be delaying time, there must be fraud in it."

Shi Yiqing sneered three times.

"Forget it, it's not important." Shi Yiqing sneered: "The former owner of these swords is not even you, you can't use your arms at all, just like that, do you think you can kill me?"

Ye Zhuo said: "Try it and you will know."

He also stepped out of the void, stepped firmly on a short sword, and completely walked out of the protection range of Wen Daotai.

Ta Ling started to jump again: "Xianjun, are you crazy again?"

There was a piece of finger on his shoulder.

Pale, slender, well-defined.

Guan Guan stood up from behind him, his voice was still full of tiredness: "I can't wield a sword like an arm, but I can."

——The sword spirit who followed the fairy king to fight in all directions finally woke up.

The sword spirit and the sword master have the same mind, Ye Zhuo didn't even need to issue an order, but saw the countless arrangements in the world suddenly changed, and in an instant, the long soldiers and short blades turned into a series of six breaks. Qing didn't dare to hesitate, and suddenly swung a door from the northeast gate. He made a feint, intending to stab in the middle, and directly hit Ye Zhuo's throat.

Xianjun dared to go out to Wendaotai, so he was quite sure. Countless weapons rose and fell, which seemed to be the trend of gossip. Shi Yiqing was originally in the position of Lihuo.Ye Zhuo stood still, and gave a virtual push, only to hear the wind blowing loudly in his ears, and the distance changed. Shi Yiqing's blow fell into the sword array, like a stone falling into the water, or like rushing against the river, not only did not get any closer , but pushed further.

Chen Kezhen said: "Using weapons to simulate gossip consumes a lot of energy and tests personal perseverance."

Wen Daotai said: "Before commanding thousands of people at the same time, did Xianjun have less perseverance?"

Ever since Da Guanguan woke up and attached to it, Ye Zhuo has become like a tiger with wings added, and the speed of formation has become faster and faster. He just needs to stand still and draw with his fingers, and Shi Yiqing can't get close to him for half a step.

But at the same time, Ye Zhuo's weapon was not close to Shi Yiqing at all.

With his cultivation base at his level, he is extremely sensitive to everything around him, the sound of the blade piercing through the air, the air flow of the array transformation, every time there is an attack, he can always be detected and repelled immediately. Ye Zhuo's cultivation base is limited, and in a short time There is nothing to do inside.

They were momentarily deadlocked.

Shi Yiqing flicked his wrists, fan shadows were like waves, no sword could get closer than two feet around him, as if a thick wall of Qi had also risen.

Waiter voice transmission: "Xianjun, what are you going to do."

Ye Zhuo said: "Break it violently."

He raised his sleeves, and the formation changed again. All the defensive weapons around Xianjun pierced Shi Yiqing, and the eight trigrams sword formation also collapsed. There were three layers inside and three layers outside. Seems out of order.

Ta Ling was dumbfounded, and asked Wen Xing, "What kind of play is this?"

Wen Xing hesitated for a moment: "I don't know, the sword manual left by Xianjun didn't mention it."

Ta Ling said: "You still read Xianjun's sword manual, he can't even understand his sword manual."

Ye Zhuo did not stick to the rules of swordsmanship when using the sword, he could use peach branches and bamboo sticks as swords according to his interest, this style of fighting was just a whim.

Shi Yiqing sneered: "Are you in a hurry? Are you using any stupid tricks?"

He fended off the soft sword coming from the southeast, and even wanted to sneer, his expression suddenly changed.

Ye Zhuao said: "I compare the world with the countless numbers in the world. Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are not caused by one thing. They are superimposed layer upon layer, intertwined like a net, and two swords are intertwined. It is by no means comparable to the superposition of two swords."

As he said, the power of every sword that is blocked increases geometrically.

It was already too late for Shi Yiqing to withdraw.

His pupils shrank, and there was only a shining sword left in his sight.

Combining nine into one, there are countless bodies in the world.

It was a sword like a moon and snow.

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Taling: There are countless people in the world and this allusion?Didn't you say that you took all the names out of nothing?

Ye Zhuo: Do ​​you believe me when I tell you?In fact, only your name was chosen blindly. I have thought about it for a long time.

Taling: I don't know if I should say the Chinese-Japanese bilingual "grass".

I'm really not good at fighting, so bear with me if there are bugs~

I'm a bit stuck, overturned and rewritten, I don't know if I can finish writing today.