Tai sui

Suddenly a cold light flashed across Zhao Ting's sword, and the flying snow around the sword froze, which alarmed Peak Master Feiqiong, who was immersed in the sword intent.

Zhi Xiu opened his eyes suddenly, with a dazed expression on his face: the sword energy he put on Xi Ping was shot out... He had never used the complete sword energy of Ascension Spirit before in the mortal world!

The sword energy Zhixiu gave Xi Ping is actually equivalent to a talisman, which is usually stored in his spirit bones. With Xi Ping's cultivation base and two white spirits, it can probably inspire a little sword intent.If it is taken by surprise, it is still possible to suppress a foundation-building early stage by leapfrogging, and it can buy him enough time to escape.Anyway, he has enough money, this trick can be used repeatedly, as long as the kid doesn't waste time to single out the three sects after he goes down the mountain, the sword energy can last at least three to five years without dissipating.

But just now, the sword energy that was supposed to last for three to five years was blown out all at once!

How is that possible? !

Not to mention making it out, if Xi Ping hadn't picked up a leak from the ancient demon god, the spirit bones of ordinary enlightened monks would not be able to hold the sword energy of ascending spirits.

For example, Zhi Xiu's sword energy is like a mountain to Banxian.With the back of the mountain, the half-immortal can quarry rocks and chop trees from the mountain. If you can play, you can use it to set up a maze to pretend to be a ghost... But I have never heard of anyone who can lift a mountain and smash people.

Zhi Xiu stood up abruptly——no, it's pointless to think about how that kid did it now.

The relentless spirit of the Ascending Spirit Sword is enough to cause a partial earthquake in the world, and it is not a problem to have landslides and landslides... Is Xi Shiyong still alive?

His traitor is absolutely gone, how could he always cause disasters that he didn't expect!

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, a sword energy hit the sky, and the thick snow-covered clouds were split open by him, revealing the starry sky.Zhi Xiu quickly figured out Xi Ping's location, and gradually showed astonishment—he couldn't figure it out.

In the sea of ​​stars, Zhang Jue, the great elder of Siming, frowned and looked at the bottom of the abyss: it's foggy.

Xi Ping is still alive, but he is close to "Farewell".

The bad thing about this is that his right finger bone was strangled, and now he can only use his left hand.

His left hand was reborn from the mysterious hidden bone after the real bone was broken, which happened to coincide with the "way of death" of the ancient demon god back then... the way of death that no one except the demon god himself understood.

The left hand regenerated from the hidden bone can directly "bounce" into other people's altars. This is what Xi Ping tried with a boatload of "buping cicadas".This guy has a big heart, and he feels that "the left hand is easier to use than before, and has an extra function", and nothing else.But anyone who was a senior would be stunned when he found out—Liang Chen’s upper body couldn’t invade his spiritual altar back then, and he could only wait for him to open his spiritual aperture to seize his body—the mesmerizing strings of the mind can’t be played by gods and demons, but it’s just an obstacle. It has limited effect on his own cultivation.

But Zhi Xiu's sword energy stored in his spiritual bone is not "limited"... and what's more unfortunate is that this sea area resonates with his left hand for some reason.

The sword of Shengling was comparable to a natural disaster, and the legendary soul-returning vortex that swallowed everything was disturbed by the sword energy.

The vortex was getting bigger and bigger, but the murderous sword intent lingering around was still lingering, and the sea breeze became a sharp blade.

The water dragon, which was pecked and scarred by the roc, quickly turned around and tried to stop the front of the fleet.

Whether it's the Nanshu Assassin, the Xie Chong, or the Dawan escort ship...the three parties who just fought in a melee just now can't care about each other.

Lin Zhaoli came back to his senses and gave a long whistle to signal the fleet to retreat at full speed.

He flew out tens of feet in a panic, and when he turned around, he found that Xi Ping, who had startled the "sea monster" of the East China Sea, was still standing in the water, taking a picture, motionless, and he didn't know what kind of relationship he had with himself, so he yelled at him Said: "Xi Shiyong, don't be smug! Hurry up and leave!"

"Master Lin!"

As long as the soul-returning vortex spins, there will be more than one vortex. The largest vortex is blocked by the water dragons desperately, and other places soon turn into small vortexes that move fast. The danger is no less than the big vortex.A spirit stone carrier ship whose protective inscription was scratched by Dapeng was sucked into a small vortex.

There was a lingering sword energy in the vortex, and shocking sword marks were quickly scratched on the ship. Lin Zhaoli had no choice but to save the ship first.

When he was struggling to protect the carrier ship and barely surrounded it with the only remaining frigates, he looked again and found that Xi Ping had disappeared.

Xi Ping was blown off the sword by the storm stirred up by the vortex.

His skin seems to be intact, but the inner meridians have collapsed into an unknown state. At this time, he really became a paper man who "runs away when the wind blows", and he can't even lift a single finger—not even his left hand. The arm doesn't work.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a whirlpool where he fell into the sea, swallowing him in one gulp.

The sword energy flying in the vortex shattered his white jade crown at once. Fortunately, the sword energy had been stored in his bones for a long time, and he "recognized" his breath, and when it touched his body, it would suddenly soften.

The "big squid" who happened to be in the same vortex with him was much more unlucky. After such a short time, countless sword marks had been cut on the fairy artifact, as dense as a flower knife cut before frying.

The owner of the squid, Qian Ribai, is nowhere to be seen, and the artifact is out of control, and the Zhaoxue people on the boat can only save themselves.

Wei Chengxiang wasn't pretending to be dizzy anymore, she couldn't even open her eyes in the high-speed whirlpool, and the sword intent surging around seemed to be resonating with her spiritual platform, making her brain boil.

She clenched her teeth tightly, maintaining that line of clarity.

Lao Jiu fumbled among his mustard seeds for a while in a panic, and found a water-proof bead. After thinking about it, he didn't feel at ease. Droplet, escape from the giant squid.

However, there is a saying that "De Gao is not unlucky", and where the words are recited, neither the righteous nor the evil spirits can escape.

Lao Jiu's luck is obviously not very good.

As soon as he escaped from the squid, the water-repelling drop slammed into a sword qi, and the mere enlightenment-level protective circle immediately fell apart.

Wei Chengxiang felt a sharp pain rushing up from the wound, and the sword energy seemed to penetrate into her body, opening all the meridians and blood vessels in her body.

At the same time, as the water-repelling beads shattered, icy sea water mercilessly poured into her mouth and nose.

Lao Jiu hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab her, but at this moment, another sword energy flew out from nowhere.The old nine was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms, but the whirlpool pulled Wei Chengxiang, who was helpless to fight back, to the bottom of the water!

At the critical moment, a hand stretched out out of nowhere from the vortex, and grabbed Wei Chengxiang—it was Lu Chengyi who had disappeared just now.

Lu Chengyi held Wei Chengxiang in one hand, and gestured towards Lao Jiu with the other, and the two half-immortals headed upstream at full speed.

Wei Chengxiang's facial features were numb by the high-speed swirling sea water, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. Many people's faces flashed before his eyes: mother, grandfather, aunt Chun, women with heavy makeup in Mouse Alley, coworkers with burnt faces...

Strangely, their expressions were not in pain, they looked at her and smiled slightly, as if they came to pick her up from the sea of ​​suffering.

But Kuhai refused to let her go.

Just when Wei Chengxiang was about to hold the hand of her relatives, a figure struggling in the water broke into her peripheral vision.

Wei Chengxiang's slack consciousness instantly gathered up, and all the amiable faces suddenly disappeared - she saw Qian Ribai.

Qian Ribai had half of his arm cut off by the sword qi, and his spirit base was useless, but the protective immortal artifacts all over his body were worth the money, and after all, he saved the life of this evil spirit.

Wei Cheng's eyes were tearing apart, he was not dead, how dare he not die?

Why do innocent people have to resign themselves to their fate, but evildoers can always escape?Could it be that good people are worthless, and if they die, there will be another crop?

There was a crisp sound in her ear, as if something was broken.

The aura mixed with sword intent suddenly rushed into her bones, piercing the delicate flesh on the corners of the girl's eyes and cheeks, and tearing it along the side face to the jaw.She wanted to cry out in pain, but the sea water covered her mouth and nose, and pressed her heart and lungs, making her unable to cry or scream, and could only exhale her last breath in vain.

boom--

The turbulent waves hit the shore, and the deceitful sea water rushed to the land desperately, squeezing and deforming the land that was originally crouching and trampled by thousands of people.

The soil and rocks were cracked, the veins were broken, and the flat land finally rose into mountains.

The spiritual stones that Wei Chengxiang ate seemed to have become fuel, to cremate her mortal body, and her spiritual altar suddenly became bright, just like the old site of Rat Lane that had been razed——

The spiritual orifice is opened.

She opened her eyes in the deep sea, half of her face was still bleeding from the skin pierced by the spiritual energy, and her burning eyes met Lu Chengyi.

Naturally, Lu Chengyi couldn't fail to feel such a big movement as the opening of the spiritual orifice, and the old fox who had figured out all the tricks showed an undisguised joy for a moment.

A sword energy came over, and Lu Chengyi pulled Wei Chengxiang aside without hesitation, and blocked it with his back, as decisively as when he killed someone to silence him.Although the sword energy only brushed past him, it still sliced ​​his back to pieces, and the blood spurted out. Trembling, Lu Chengyi gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and patted his imaginary Tai Sui's arm comfortingly. .

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, first leaned back, and then looked down at the person he was protecting in disbelief.

The moment Wei Chengsheng ran into him, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed the enlightened weapon through his dantian Qihai.

Lu Chengyi opened his mouth.

Brother Liang, you...

However, he only drank a mouthful of salty and bitter sea water, as if it was the taste of retribution.

Wei Chengxiang didn't want to know what Xie Chong's last words were. Holding the dagger with both hands, she slashed upwards fiercely, disemboweling the big Xie Chong from the dantian to the neck. The curly blade remained in Lu Chengyi's throat.

She has no fear and no guilt.

The half-immortal, who was pressed out of his last breath by the abyss, broke with the terrified girl.

The sea was muddy with blood and the bubbles stirred up by the whirlpool, but the vengeful eyes could always see the direction of the enemy.

Without waiting for Lao Jiu to react, Wei Chengxiang tried his best to get out of the vortex and rushed out.The place where the monks from the three parties fought was full of aura, and it was still washing away the newborn half-immortal, giving her the strength to break free from her fate.

The weak in the southern suburbs of Jinping rest in peace, and those who cannot close their eyes bear the grudges of those who sleep forever.

She didn't look back at Lu Chengyi who was dragged into the abyss by the whirlpool.

The blood on Wei Chengxiang's body was quickly washed away by the swirling sea water, and he approached the dying evil leader.

Qian Ribai, who calls himself Zhao Xueren, has dozens of identities in the land of chaos.He smuggled spirit beasts, smuggled snow wine... the money was enough to support a waste like him to cross the foundation building gate safely, and raise nearly a hundred beautiful girls.Every time he mentions it, he still has to use a helpless tone, saying, "It's nothing to do. Dealing with those powerful and powerful people is to get vulgar and light." They forced good people into prostitution.

Qian Ribai was at the end of his strength at this time, and he couldn't even hide the sword energy rising in the vortex. He was overjoyed when he saw the "ally" swimming towards him.

Sixty girls!saint!

The saint smiled at him and pulled his remaining arm.

saved.

Qian Ribai let go of her whole body, almost falling into her hands: From now on, Zhaoxue and Bupingchan will be life-long brothers, and if we have a mouthful, you will be there...

Then a sword energy swept over from the vortex, and the soft and weak "sixty girl" suddenly pressed down on his head, pressing down desperately, before the joy on Qian Ribai's face dissipated, Wei Chengxiang pressed his head on Get that sword aura!

The sharp and unparalleled sword energy pierced through the center of his brow, but the hostility still persisted, directly piercing Wei Chengxiang's palm.The blood was all over her body, and the corners of her eyes twitched in pain, but she didn't care, let go of her hand, and sent this corpse into the abyss.

The old nine was stunned by the accident. For a moment, the old half-immortal whose cultivation base was clearly higher than hers was terrified. When he met Wei Chengxiang's gaze, the old nine didn't even have the courage to fight, so he turned around and ran away.

Before she could chase after him, Lao Jiu, who was in a panic, was knocked out by the broken Nanshu boat that was stirred in by the vortex, and rolled around in a daze.

Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, then she clutched the reincarnation tree in front of her chest with her bloodstained hands, and rushed towards the sea.

"Uncle," the sea water flowed through her wide eyes, "I took revenge, but I'm not happy, I..."

There was no sound in the reincarnation tree.

"……uncle?"

Xi Ping only had time to give Xi Yue an order in the dragon training lock: "Go to the main ship, and don't come down until it docks!"

Then he was dragged down by the whirlpool in Xi Yue's heart-piercing voice, and he didn't know anything.

The soul-returning vortex pulled the living beings and dead bodies to the bottom of the sea, and flung them out.

Strangely, the bottom of the sea turned out to be calm.

Xi Ping was hanging in the water, drifting with the current, and after a while, he bumped into his old acquaintance Lu Chengyi.

The two scourges of the East China Sea Frying Pot, who were fighting each other, completely subsided, and they broke up peacefully.

When they collided, Xi Ping's left hand suddenly trembled slightly, and Lu Chengyi's corpse lowered its head towards his left hand, a ferocious expression appeared on his pale face.Then, a mass of silver light slowly released between the eyebrows of the corpse, drifted away from the corpse, and fell to the bottom of the sea, just caught by Xi Ping's disheveled hair.

The dazzling silver light dissipated...it turned out to be a broken finger bone.

Something on the bottom of the sea let out a soft sigh, and sucked the severed bone and went down. The finger bones were entangled by Xi Ping's waterweed-like hair, so it had to be carried down with this big burden.

The moment the bones touched the bottom of the sea, a strange scene appeared on the bottom of the sea: a huge array of inscriptions that could not be seen at a glance was exposed.

If there is a monk who is proficient in inscriptions here, he will be stunned—because it is not any kind of inscriptions in the world!

Xi Ping and his finger bones fell into the inscription array together, and then they seemed to be sucked in by something, and the person and the bones disappeared together.

Zhuang Wang, who was far away in Guzhou, was suddenly inspired, and his right thumb seemed to be burned.

King Zhuang frowned, and retracted his thumb into the palm of his hand... Strange, his inspiration has not been touched by "over there" for eight years.