Luofu Past Events Series

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother..."

As soon as she boarded the Cliff of Siguo, Wan Xiuer saw her haunting figure. She stopped and looked at Jingyang who was trapped on the cliff with tears in her eyes.

Jingyang slowly opened his eyes, looked at her, and closed his eyes immediately with a strange indifference, but the next moment, he seemed to remember something, opened his eyes again, and said, "Are you Xiao Shifeng's disciple?"

"Brother, don't you recognize me? I'm Xiu'er, Wan Xiu'er. When I first started, it was you who taught me to practice Qingfeng Sword Art." Wan Xiu'er was in great pain. At that time, Jingyang didn't know her anymore.Maybe it's because she has grown up, and she is no longer that bratty yellow-haired girl back then, but now she is charming and charming, senior Jingyang naturally doesn't know her.

"Oh." Jingyang just responded lightly. I don't know if he remembered it or not. After a while, he asked again, "How did you get up here?"

"I, I..." Wan Xiu'er didn't dare to say anything about the idiot who deceived Nurhong, so she could only say, "The disciples of Shouya are drunk, so I took the opportunity to rush forward."

"What's going on outside now?"

Without asking why Shouya's disciple was drunk, Jingyang asked again.

"The outside is the same as usual, except that our Little Shifeng only recruited two inner sect disciples this year. The chief is very angry and blames us for not doing enough to snatch them. He said that if Senior Jing Jing was there at that time, he would not have been snatched by Senior Brother Zhuyeqing from Gourd Peak. Many people blame us for not cultivating well on weekdays, even a drunkard, and now everyone is holding their breath and cultivating."

Wan Xiu'er knew that what he wanted to ask was Luo Naihe, but she didn't say anything, only about Xiao Shifeng.

"It doesn't matter how many people you have, as long as you don't look like that trash from Mingyue Peak." Jingyang's flat tone turned strangely when he said the word "trash", with ups and downs.

Wan Xiuer frowned in dissatisfaction with her beautiful slender eyebrows, stomped her feet resentfully, and said: "Senior brother, you have been harmed by him to this extent, and why are you talking about him? That trash is a shame for our Luofu Sword Sect."

Jingjing's phoenix eyes raised slightly, and she glanced at her. His eyes were like swords, piercing her heart tightly, and she felt the pain of bone cutting all over her body, so she took three steps back unbearably.

"He is also your senior brother."

Jingyang's voice was still flat, but Wan Xiuer could hear a hint of warning from it.Not everyone can yell the word waste, at least for him, even though Luo Naihe was once recognized as waste by all his disciples, he is the only one who can call this word out, not to mention, in the past ten years Even if Luo Naihe was once a waste, he is now better than most of the disciples who entered Luofu Sword Sect at the same time. The current Luo Naihe is definitely not a waste.

"In my eyes, you are my senior brother." Wan Xiu'er refused to accept, the resentment in her heart was getting deeper and deeper, and she couldn't help shouting, "No matter what, I only recognize you as me My senior brother, and only someone who is unparalleled in the world, is worthy to be my Wan Xiuer's senior brother."

Jing Jing frowned impatiently, he didn't know what Wan Xiu'er was doing here, but now he was a little disgusted.

"You are not worthy to be my junior sister."

Sometimes, Jingyang's venomous tongue can hurt people more than the sword in his hand.

Wan Xiuer was stunned, her beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with tears, her words just now were close to a confession, but Jingyang's response was like a knife, piercing deeply into her heart.

"I... don't deserve it, so who deserves it?" She screamed, "Who deserves it? That trash of Mingyue Peak? He's a man, a man, are you blind? He's a man, he's ugly, he's a Trash... Who am I? I am Wan Xiu'er, and I am the most talented among all the female disciples of Luofu Sword Sect. Even the chief said that I am Xiaoshi who is most likely to step into the golden core road besides you. Disciple Feng..."

"That trash can too." Jing Jing didn't look at her, but looked far away, which was in the direction of Mingyue Peak, "Are you trying to say that you are also trash?"

"Impossible!" Wan Xiu'er didn't believe it, she absolutely didn't believe it, she would be compared to a trash, "I don't believe it... I don't believe it...he is a trash, he was a trash before, he is now, and he will be the same in the future. I am better than him Strong, Senior Brother Jingyang, I will prove that I am stronger than that trash, and at that time, you will know that you are wrong."

Jingyang didn't speak, he closed his eyes slowly, after a long time...

"Then... defeat him and prove it to me."

Wan Xiu'er bit her lips tightly, until the blood overflowed, and said: "Senior Brother Jingyang, wait for the day when I defeat him, please...take a serious look at me."

Jingyang pursed his lips, acquiescing.He wouldn't mind giving her a look if she could find that piece of trash.

Wan Xiu'er left, thinking about the cliff, it was cold and lonely again, only the mountain wind was blowing, making strange noises.

Jingyang listened silently to the sound of the wind, and felt the murky and unclear messages from the wind.

Never stop.

Nothing can stop the footsteps of the wind.

They are ever-changing, sometimes gentle, sometimes violent, sometimes whispering like night language, sometimes roaring and shouting.

He never noticed, why is the wind like this?What is the power to make it never stop?What is the power that allows it to break through any obstacles?And what is the force that makes them so varied?

The hurricane sword in the sea of ​​consciousness is trembling slightly, the amplitude is very, very small, if it is not for Jingyang's whole body's true energy is restrained now, if it is not for his current five senses, only the ubiquitous wind on the cliff can be touched, he The trembling of the Hurricane Sword Intent could hardly be detected.

From the moment he discovered it, the Hurricane Sword Intent hadn't stopped trembling, which made Jingyang have a guess, from the day he comprehended the Hurricane Sword Intent, the Hurricane Sword Intent has always been like this, but he used to Never noticed.

Jingyang had a hunch that if he could find out the reason why the hurricane's sword intent trembled, he would know what force made the wind become what he was observing now, never stopping, unstoppable, and ever-changing. , the power of the Hurricane Sword Intent will become even greater, and he can also use the power of the wind to escape from Siguo Cliff.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The attempt to disturb the tremor of Hurricane Sword Intent with spiritual consciousness failed, and the price was that his sea of ​​consciousness was injured again, but this time the trauma was far less severe than the one when he forcibly entered the sword pool to practice, because his consciousness Hai, after being repaired by the Heaven Swallowing Art, his toughness and strength are much stronger than then.

If it was before, such a violent shock would have collapsed his entire sea of ​​consciousness, but now, he just spit out a mouthful of blood, and after a few more days of cultivation, his sea of ​​consciousness would be restored to its original state.

Swallowing the sky, such a powerful formula, where did Su Le get it?

Thinking of that person, Jingyang felt awkward for a while, and his consciousness moved forward cautiously in the sea of ​​consciousness, and came to the center.Here, where Hurricane Sword Intent stayed, is now occupied by a blood bead. Through the blood red on the surface, one can vaguely see an incomplete phantom curled up inside the blood bead.

It was a remnant soul, Su Le's remnant soul.

It was this remnant soul sleeping in his sea of ​​consciousness that made Jingyang rush into the periphery of the battlefield outside the territory without hesitation after leaving Monkey Mountain.At that time, his heart was full of tyranny, he didn't believe, he didn't believe that Su Le was really himself, at the moment when Su Le's remnant soul entered his sea of ​​consciousness, he faintly sensed the turmoil in his soul.

Without any exclusion, his soul and Su Le's remnant soul coexist peacefully, as close as a whole, this fact proves what Su Le said is true.

Su Le is him, and he is Su Le, but there is an error in the time and space they live in, so that the future him and the present him meet.

What disturbed Jingyang even more was that before Su Le fell asleep in his sea of ​​consciousness, the pictures that Su Le instilled in him with his consciousness, those things that actually happened in the past, were completely different from what he experienced now. , and the reason for such a change was all due to Su Le's efforts. He even changed the life trajectory and personality of that idiot Luo Naihe.

The Luo Naihe that appeared in those pictures, and the Luo Naihe that Jingyang knew now, were exactly like two people.Sometimes Jingyang even gets confused, he can't distinguish between the picture and the reality. In the past 13 years, he hardly dared to sleep. He could only meditate every day to recover his physical strength and spirit, because as soon as he closed his eyes, he would dream, Going through all the things that happened in the picture, it was as real as...that was real.

He didn't believe it... But, as time went by, he gradually believed it.

But so what?That was everything that Su Le had experienced. If it wasn't him, the Luo Naihe he saw was just an idiot, annoying and unmotivated guy.

Thinking of Luo Naihe being chased by a pack of wolves, Jingyang couldn't help but raise his lips slightly. This kind of Luo Naihe was the guy he was familiar with. That, he curled his lips unconsciously, too kind, too righteous, too simple, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he will end up dead without a whole body, if it is the current Luo Naihe, he will definitely not say anything Oiling the soles of one's feet and staying on the battlefield to end someone else's wound is something only fools do.

Compared with the dead idiot Yi in the dream, Jingyang suddenly felt that the Luo Naihe in front of him was not so annoying, and sometimes he was alive and kicking, even a little cute.

Bah, bah, what's so cute, he won't admit it. It's definitely not because of this reason that he pulled Luo Naihe back to Luofu Sword Gate. He just accepted Su Le's last request before he fell asleep and helped Luo Naihe escape. After 300 years, the death catastrophe.In fact, Jingyang deeply doubts whether the catastrophe after 300 years will still exist. With this idiot's current temperament, when he encounters danger, he may run faster than anyone else, let alone 300 years, it will be 3000 years He was still alive and kicking.

But since he promised Su Le, he will try his best to keep Luo Naihe for 300 years.

The sea of ​​consciousness shook again, and the attempt on behalf of Jingyang failed again, spitting out a mouthful of blood, he closed his eyes and continued to try, as long as the blood was not dried up, he would not give up.

One day... Two days... Three days... One month... Two months... Three months...

"so boring……"

In the cave, Luo Naihe sighed deeply.This is the first time he has sighed, uh...uncountable, anyway, as long as he can't leave this cave for a day, he won't stop for a day.

Although he is determined to practice hard until he can break the huge rock at the entrance of the cave, but he is really not the kind of character who will not give up if he works hard until he breaks a hole in the sky. This time, he can practice seriously for three months. It was his hardest effort, and it was enough to be included in his practice records to become the well-deserved number one.

"I want to eat roast chicken..."

There is nothing in the cave except a lot of various auxiliary panacea.

He sniffed, as if smelling the delicious roast chicken.He still remembers the first time he ate roast chicken, it was the first day he entered Luofu Sword Gate. On that day, he saw Jing Jing who was practicing Qingfeng Sword Art. The mortal beauty dazzled the eyes completely, and then fell headlong from the tree.

On that day, Jingyang caught a pheasant, he roasted it himself, and the two of them ate it. At that time, Luo Naihe thought that he had met a very good man.

As it turns out, he was wrong.

Well, he made a total of two mistakes that day. The first time, he regarded Su Le as a good person, but he was so hungry that day that he had to forage for food by himself. The second time, he regarded Jingyang as a good person, and he has grown up Going to see Jingyang every day to practice the habit of Qingfeng Jianjue, the result... made him the name of the first waste in Mingyue Peak.

"My life is ruined in the hands of these two hateful guys..."

Luo Naihe drew two human heads on the wall of the cave, one with slender eyes, the other with tightly pursed lips, every time his teeth itch with hatred, he would poke and poke with his fingers, wishing he could Poke a hole out.

"Brother, where did you go, come and save me..."

Sometimes he also pleads to the face with long and thin eyes, where is the person who loves him the most and protects him the most?For so many years, he has been looking for it, why can't he still find it?

"Senior brother, if you don't come to save me, you will never see the handsome, cute, unrestrained and invincible junior again. I will stay in seclusion until I die..."

Breaking through the level and getting out of this kind of thing is tantamount to fantasy for him who is lazy by nature.

"nagging!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the magic mist sword intent moved slightly, even if it was just a cloud of mist, it seemed that it couldn't bear this guy's nagging.

"I can't get out, you will starve to death sooner or later."

Luo Naihe blew his eyebrows and stared at his eyes. He has long seen that this group of mist that has occupied his sea of ​​consciousness and will not listen to it will only open the mouth of a lion is not pleasing to the eye. The boulder at the entrance of the cave was blasted away.

A small air bubble spewed out from Huanwu Sword's mind, and he was very disdainful of his nagging: "You can't cultivate yourself, your spiritual sense is too weak, you can't control my great, powerful and super first-grade sword mind, so what does it matter to me?" thing."

Luo Naihe jumped up: "My young master, I am already a monk in the foundation-building stage at a young age. If there is any difference, don't you look at it. In the entire Luofu Sword Sect, how many disciples of the same generation are better than my young master?"

"Hurricane, Qinglian."

A ray of mist floated out from the sea of ​​consciousness, came to his eyes, formed a small mist cluster, and then dispersed suddenly, spraying his face directly.

Luo Naihe wiped his face and said, "Those two are not good people, please compare me with a good person, thank you."

Forget about Jingyang, if Zhuyeqing was here, I'm afraid I'd burst into tears, this bastard has given him so much good wine, and now he actually says he's not a good person.

Well, the purpose of nagging is just to vent his depressed emotions. After venting, Luo Naihe had to continue to practice hard, in order to go out to find his senior brother as soon as possible, woo... He sacrificed too much, and the senior brother must make up for him. After meeting , he is not allowed to force him to practice anymore, he has already spent all his life's practice time in this damn cave.

One year... two years... There is no time to practice, especially in the cave, let alone the time, in short, it seems to have passed for a long time.

"I'm a happy little bird..."

A melodious song hovered over the Luofu Sword Gate, a fiery red bird fluttered its wings and flew from one hill to another, singing happily.

"My dream is to bring my beloved female Phoenix back to my hometown one day..."

Again!

The disciples of Luofu Sword Sect, no matter they are cultivating, strolling around, or holding the little hands of their cute junior sisters to make love, after hearing these two songs, they quickly plugged their ears with their fingers.

"But the dream has not come true yet, a demon has deceived my pure bird heart..."

The singing voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, as if a needle had been stabbed hard into the head. A disciple with a slightly lower cultivation level, before he could cover his ears, was pierced by the magic sound and rolled on the ground in pain.

"From then on, I worked hard and sweated, sold my body and blood, and I was so bad..."

The magic sound penetrated the brain and continued to upgrade. Except for the foundation-building stage disciples who could barely stand, the other low-level disciples almost all fell down.

"My hometown is far away in the East China Sea. My beloved Phoenix is ​​still missing. I am a little bird waiting for love..."

"Aw..."

Every time this line is sung, there will be a wolf's horn to accompany it, the magic sound pierces the brain, and the wolf's horn pierces the heart. This time, even the disciples in the foundation establishment period fell down.

The little red bird was flying in the sky, flying over one mountain after another, a little black wolf was hopping around among the mountains, following behind the little red bird.

Since when did this situation start to appear?Many disciples can't remember clearly, they only know that since this scene appeared, their most hoped-for menu has changed to roasted bird meat and stewed wolf soup.

"It's nice to be young!"

On Mingyue Peak, the first one was stroking the white beard on his chin, smiling and narrowing his eyes.A master at the Golden Core stage will naturally not suffer from the pain of the magic sound penetrating the brain and the pain of the wolf horn penetrating the heart.Mingyue Peak finally has monster birds and monsters, and they are still very young and have a lot of development potential. Very good, very good.

"Master, help, please, shut up that dead bird and dead wolf."

Gu Yiyi was rolling on the ground in pain. She knew that this bird and this wolf were so vicious. She killed them and did not take them in. Boo, brother Luo, where did you go? Do you know where you took them? These two little guys who came back have become the nightmare of all the disciples below the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Hold on." Mingyue Peak's first seat squatted down, desperately cheering up the newly accepted young apprentice, "This is a great opportunity to hone your will, keep going, and when you can ignore these voices, you can go to the Sword Pool Practice the sword body."

"I……"

If she still has the strength now, Gu Yiyi really wants to grab the white beard of the head of Guangmingyue Peak. She would rather suffer from thousands of swords piercing her heart in the sword pond than being pierced by the magic sound every day.

Similar conversations have almost happened on Thirteen Peaks. Regarding the little red bird who sings for fun and the little wolf who takes the accompaniment as his mission, the leaders have reached a consensus, thinking that this is a way to hone the low-level disciples. A great opportunity for the will, besides, a young Wuxu wolf like a phoenix, with a price but no market, as long as it is given time, Luofu Jianmen will have a group of Wuxu wolves in the future. How many sects can afford Sifeng, and how many can catch live [-] wolves?

It was the chiefs who strictly prohibited them from being harmed, so the disciples of Luofu Sword Sect, the biggest regret in this life is not being able to eat roasted bird meat and stewed wolf soup.

Under the huge protective umbrella of the first seat of the Thirteen Peaks, Little Red Bird and Little Wolf live like ducks in water, extremely comfortable, singing songs when they are free, and stealing fruits when they are hungry, it feels so lawless.

The little red bird sang more and more vigorously.

Maybe it's because the grievances of the disciples of Luofu Sword Sect have been accumulating for years, and finally reached the point where God can't see it. This morning, the little red bird was spitting out a monkey fruit core, clearing his throat, and preparing for a bite. While singing loudly, a crack suddenly opened in the sky above Luofu Sword Gate, and countless black shadows flew out of the crack, like falling stars, falling towards Luofu Thirteen Peaks.

The alarm bell on Zhao's balcony suddenly rang loudly, and the bell echoing in the mountains suppressed the singing of the little red bird.

"What's going on? Who dares to interrupt Master Ben's singing?"

The little red bird fluttered its wings and jumped like a thunder. A black shadow was falling not far from it, and it suddenly turned into a big mouth, swallowing it.

"What the hell, is Benniao easy to bully?"

The little red bird bared its teeth, a water polo knocked the black shadow back to its original shape, turned back into a mass of black shadows, landed with a thump, and rolled.The little wolf opened his round eyes, watched the black shadow roll in front of it, and stuck out his tongue curiously to lick it.

"vomit……"

The next moment, the little wolf squatted under a tree with tears in his eyes, and vomited desperately.

"Idiot, Master Beniao told you earlier, don't eat everything, just obediently eat fruits with Master Benniao, look, you have been taught a lesson." The little red bird swaggered and sprayed a water arrow from its mouth, Washed the shadow down the hillside.

"But what the hell are these shadows?"

The little red bird flew high into the sky, and looked down, the entire Luofu Sword Gate was shaken by these black shadows, some disciples were swallowed by the black shadows without paying attention, and screamed.

However, these black shadows seem to be weak. Although the swallowed disciples screamed, most of them broke free quickly, took out their swords and slashed at the black shadows, and the black shadows dissipated in the air after a few hits , only a few unlucky ones gradually died out after being swallowed by the shadow.

"Don't panic, disciples. This is the newborn body of the Heavenly Demon on the battlefield outside the territory. It can be killed with just a few sword strikes."

On Zhao's balcony, the voice of Master Teacher spread throughout the Thirteen Peaks of Luofu.

"The first seat of Thirteen Peaks, follow me into the air, and set up a four-nine sword array to seal the crack and prevent the crack from expanding."

With the words of Master Teacher, the disciples of Luofu gradually stabilized their positions, formed small teams in twos and threes, and began to sweep away the black shadows falling from the cracks.

The little red bird shrank its head, flew down from the sky quickly, landed on the little wolf's head, and said anxiously: "Don't vomit, you will die if you vomit again, quickly dig a hole and hide."

The little wolf whined a few times. It wasn't a mouse, and it didn't know how to dig holes.

The little red bird became anxious, flapped its wings, and cursed: "Dogs can dig holes, don't say you can't."

The little wolf bared its teeth, everyone is familiar with it, and if you insult its wolf character, it will no longer miss the taste of bird meat. It grows so big that it eats all the fruits. It has never tasted meat. It is said that wolves are Meat eaters, true or false?

"Hurry up, or you won't even be able to do a dog in a while."

The little red bird was furious, and no one else knew, but it had heard from that nasty phoenix that if there were experts fighting against each other on the battlefield outside the territory, it might create a crack in the space, and those all-pervasive demons would take the opportunity to come out of the crack, Regardless of the fact that only a few nascent celestial demons are left now, if the cracks are not sealed, a big celestial demon will descend in a short time. This is good luck, in case another blood demon or love demon comes, anyway, it does not believe in Luo Fujian The door can hold back.

Last time, there was a Gorefiend who came, and nine times out of ten it sneaked out from the space cracks in other places. The masters of Luofu Sword Gate tried their best to let the Gorefiend escape from a clone. It wasn't that Su Le was the last to make a move. I don't know how many people will die in Luofu Sword Sect.

Now that monster Su Le went to nowhere. What's worse is that the phoenix that said it was going to nirvana has disappeared. I don't know where to hide. The little red bird doesn't want to give her life to her. In the hands of a bunch of unreliable guys.It's better to hide as far away as possible.

Just when there was chaos in Luofu Sword Gate, on Siguo Cliff, the sound of the wind remained the same.

The originally unpredictable mountain wind gradually formed a whirlwind at this time, and no black shadow could fall here. Once it touched the periphery of the whirlwind, it was twisted into pieces by the wind.

More and more black shadows fell down and were twisted into more fragments by the wind, but because of the attraction of the wind, they rotated with the whirlwind. Gradually, some fragments entered the center of the whirlwind.

There, a figure sat quietly.

The whirlwind blew away all the nearby mountain peaks, leaving no edges or corners, but only where this figure was sitting, there was no wind at all.

A piece of black shadow fragments spun and landed at his feet, turned into a plume of black smoke, and dissipated.

"The breath of an alien demon!"

Jingyang suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, another piece of black shadow fragments fell in the whirlwind, lay quietly in his palm, and turned into a plume of black smoke in the blink of an eye.

"It really is those nasty guys."

He has been in the foreign battlefield for 13 years. Although restricted by his cultivation, he can only wander around the outer battlefield, but he has killed tens of thousands of this kind of nascent celestial demon, so he will never be mistaken.

What happened?Has the extraterritorial battlefield been breached?

"Wind, stop!"

As soon as I said a word, I thought about the wind on the cliff, and it dissipated completely in a blink of an eye. The air seemed to be stagnant. Hundreds of black shadows that hadn't had time to fall were suspended in the midair like this, making a sharp sound. Shout out.

"I've been practicing. I didn't expect that a few days after the breakthrough, a guy with no eyes would send me up to try the sword."

Gently patted the storage bag hanging on his waist, and with a crisp sword chant, a shining long sword appeared in Jingyang's hand, with a three-foot green sharp edge, passing through the air without using a trace of true energy, The air was like a fragile cloth bag, a crack was forcibly drawn by the sword energy, and the sound of the horn stopped abruptly. All the newborn bodies of the heavenly demon were sucked in by the powerful attraction in the crack, and in an instant, The crack disappeared, and the mountain wind blew again from nowhere, lifting his hair.

"I still don't comprehend enough, the power is too small..."

Jingyang twisted his slender eyebrows, the small, fleeting crack he made, compared to the huge space crack in the sky above his head, its power was so small that it could be ignored, not to mention, Just like what Su Le did back then, he directly cut through time and space and sent a ray of soul to thousands of years ago.

"If you can break through the restriction..."

He sat down slowly again, frowning in thought.Shan Feng seemed to be attracted again, and he could not help but circle around him, spinning slowly. As more and more Shan Feng was attracted, the speed of the rotation became faster and faster, gradually forming a bigger than before. the whirlwind.

The sound of the wind isolated everything from the outside world, Jingyang thought about how to break through the restriction in his body.In fact, ever since he kept touching the Hurricane Sword Intent with his spiritual consciousness in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he had been wounded many times and spit out so much blood, and finally let him grasp the principle of the tremor of the Hurricane Sword Intent, although It was just the tip of the iceberg, but it allowed him to understand the method of using sword energy to break open the space.

Of all things in the world, only the wind is the most powerful, nothing is indestructible, nothing is indestructible, even space can be broken through with the Hurricane Sword Intent, but now it can't break through the restriction that imprisoned the true essence in his body.

There is no other reason, the destructiveness of the wind does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, that is to say, if Jingyang wants to cut the restriction in his body like cutting the air just now, the result is that he himself will be cut in two.

Just like Su Le back then, he successfully broke the boundaries of time and space, and sent the soul of Luo Naihe, that trash, to thousands of years ago, but he himself also disappeared, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul, which was sucked together by the crack of time and space Thousands of years ago.

Wait, the soul of that waste also came a thousand years ago?

So where would he be?

Jingyang suddenly lost his mind, Su Le's original plan was to send this trash's soul to the moment of his death, and change his fate against the sky, so that he could be reborn, but something went wrong, and this trash's soul was also a thousand years ago , and Luo Naihe thousands of years ago had a healthy soul, and it is impossible for heaven to allow the same person's soul to appear in the same time and space, so...the Luo Naihe that Su Le was thinking about has actually disappeared?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt suffocated. If that Luo Naihe's soul is gone, then after 300 years, the current Luo Naihe will definitely be robbed?Even if he survived by luck in 300 years, will he still die in 1000 years?Because his soul can only exist until 1000 years later, and after that, it will be gone.

No, we must get out of trouble as soon as possible and find that trash.

He rushed again and again and vomited blood again and again. He didn't know how many times his spiritual consciousness was trying to block the tremor of the Hurricane Sword Intent, but the repeated failures made him feel an unprecedented agitation in his heart.

"Su Le, wake up... wake up... If you don't want that trash to have something to do, tell me why the Hurricane Sword Intent trembles? What is the nature of wind? Tell me your millennium understanding..."

Separated a ray of consciousness, Jingyang tried to wake up the remnant soul sleeping in his sea of ​​consciousness.

But as soon as his consciousness touched the remnant soul sleeping in the center of the blood bead, it was immediately bounced off by a heavy force, which was even stronger than the force rebounded from Hurricane Sword Intent, Jingyang was caught He was dizzy from the shock, and his brain was buzzing for a while. When he gradually recovered, he found that the ray of divine consciousness that had been bounced away had not dissipated, but was slowly trembling at a strange frequency.

this frequency...

Jingyang was shocked all over, the frequency was exactly the same as the tremor of Hurricane Sword Intent, he glanced at the remnant soul in the blood bead with complicated emotions, he calmed down, stopped thinking wildly, and devoted all his mind to that ray In his spiritual consciousness, when all his spiritual consciousness can vibrate like this ray of spiritual consciousness, the mystery of the Hurricane Sword Intent will be fully revealed in front of his eyes.

When he can truly grasp the Hurricane Sword Intent, he will be able to break the restriction and regain his freedom.

Soon, this time... won't be too long.

One day, two days... Five days... Fifteen days... On the 20th day when the first day showed a beautiful face from the east, a hurricane rose up on the cliff, and the rolled up rocks covered the sky and covered the whole Luofu. The sword gates are all covered.

Daoist Zhangjiao and the head of the Thirteen Peaks, who were desperately sealing the huge crack in the sky, all changed their colors in shock.

The rift in space that originally spanned the entire sky has shrunk by more than half under the 20-day seal, but the hurricane that soared into the sky did not distinguish between enemy and friend, and not only involved the real Zhangjiao and the head of the Thirteen Peaks Among them, even the huge space crack was swept into by the hurricane. In an instant, the sky was dark, and the disciples of Luofu Sword Sect looked up, but they could only see darkness.

Click!

There was a clear cracking sound, and the headmaster, who was trying his best to stabilize his figure in the hurricane, was shocked and shouted "no". The rift in space that lasted for twenty days actually began to expand again at this moment.

"Who the hell did this, it's fine if you don't help, and you're doing your best to help..."

I don't know which peak's chief scolded him, and Xiao Shifeng's face was flushed with embarrassment. The Hurricane Sword Intent can only be understood by his disciple, Jing Jing. movement?

"A big demon is about to come out of the crack, the first seat of Thirteen Peaks, do your best to seal it!"

The voice of Master Teacher sounded again.

Now the head of the Thirteen Peaks didn't care about complaining anymore, he tried his best to feed the energy, and the true energy in his body was sent to the crack in an endless stream.It’s fine with the newborn body of the Heavenly Demon. Ordinary disciples can deal with it, but the Great Heavenly Demon is so powerful that non-core formation disciples are no match. Luofu Sword Sect only has a few hundred core formation disciples, and most of them are on the battlefield outside the territory. Experience, although it is said that the real person in charge and the head of the thirteen peaks are not afraid of the Great Heavenly Demon, but after all, they still have to do their best to seal the cracks in the space, and it is impossible to free up their hands to deal with the Great Heavenly Demon. Said it was a catastrophe.