After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

A bright moon was like frost in the sky, thick black mist filled the sky, and the stone phoenix carved on the eaves of the temple was submerged in the mist.

The square outside the hall was silent, and the hazy figures were submerged in the rolling black mist.

The foul smell of blood is unpleasant, like the smell of rotting wounds, and the ominous smell is everywhere.

Xin Wuxian stood with his hands behind his back, his sleeves gleamed with a dark gold streamer in the black mist, his expression was arrogant and casual, "You want to kill me too?"

Yuan Jiuyuan held the broad and thick hilt of the epee sword, and raised his wrist violently. The blade made a low whistle, and the whole sword flew into the stone wall, and powder paint fell from the white wall that was shaken.

Only the hilt of the sword glowing with cold metal was left.

In the realm of comprehension, abandoning the sword means surrendering and admitting defeat.

The heart smiled with boundless clarity, but this smile was fleeting, because Yuan Jiuyuan clearly abandoned his sword and surrendered, but the overwhelming sharp sword energy permeated the hall, like slices of thin sharp blades, once you relax a little If you resist, you will be injured by the sword energy.

When everyone was astonished by the sword energy, Yuan Jiuyuan soared upwards, his whole body exuded a halo like daylight, and the sudden gust of wind blew away the black mist that filled the hall, and the shimmering and bright light shone on his stern face On the ground, there seemed to be a ghostly flame burning in the scarlet eyes.

Zheng!

An incredible scene happened.

He took a step in the void, thundering from the cauldron, and sword energy piercing through the clouds and cracking rocks!

A golden sword shadow descended from the sky, the sword body was crystal clear, carved out like a transparent crystal, emitting a dazzling and bright golden light.

Even more strange things happened randomly, the golden sword precisely floated behind Yuan Jiuyuan, as if it were his servant.

Zheng!

With every step he took, one golden sword after another appeared behind him, the fierce and turbulent sword energy poured down like a torrent of flood, the overbearing pressure was on everyone's shoulders, and those who couldn't hold it thumped Kneel down and worship this unparalleled power.

The soul-hunting momentum oppresses not only people, the bright candles in the hall suddenly go out one by one, the rock-solid golden lacquer pillars seep out small cracks, and the exquisite carvings on the dome are yellowing visible to the naked eye Cracked, and the fine dust that fell was like poignant snowflakes.

But in a short time, twelve golden swords lined up behind Yuan Jiuyuan one by one, and the endless golden light enveloped him, and the taut jaw could be vaguely seen, as if sharply outlined with a brushstroke.

Such unpredictable sword art has never been heard before, Xin Wujian's calm expression changed, Qing Ren changed his hand, "What is this?"

All the people present were amazed at the miraculous scene, only Jing Feiming, Gui Luohan and Yinhan who came back from modern times had very subtle expressions on their faces.

Because this is the "Sword of the Gods" created by the emperor himself in the heyday of the "Emperors of the Heavens".

However, the screen on the TV was sloppy and simple, and the fairy sword summoned by the emperors of the heavens had an exaggerated shape and was inserted stiffly behind him. It was not as beautiful as Yuan Jiuyuan, so a few people didn't notice it at first.

They didn't get enlightened until they saw the twelve golden swords clearly.

Between heaven and earth, within Liuhe, and among the five elements of yin and yang, there are twelve qi, spiritual qi, auspicious qi, yin qi, resentment qi, ghost qi, and turbid qi... The so-called "Sword of the Gods" is that the cultivator uses his own As a guide, borrow the twelve qi between the heaven and the earth and turn it into the extremely powerful twelve swords of the gods.

In the story of "Emperors of the Heavens", only the big boss has enjoyed the sword art of the gods, and he was blown up to ashes, and his bones were turned into dust.

The sword art of the gods is extremely fierce, and naturally the requirements for the practitioners themselves are also very high. If the qualifications are not good, the foundation is not good, or the cultivation level is shallow, forcibly using the sword art will first bite yourself.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Jiuyuan could use the sword art of the gods!

Except for the mirror that is not bright, Ghost Arhat and Yin Han thought in unison that the Mozun is worthy of the body of Nirvana!

Twelve golden swords flew towards Xin Wujian overwhelmingly. He looked awe-inspiring, and strode back. The huge black-faced Shura hovering in the void outside the hall bent down. His transparent body penetrated the roof and pressed straight into the hall. A pitch-black three-headed and six-armed sword blocked the golden sword.

Whoosh whoosh!

The golden sword split Ghost Face Shura's arm like cotton, and a large amount of black air seeped out from the torn joints unexpectedly, soaking in the radiant golden sword, forcibly blocking the progress of the golden sword with the body.

Seeing that his most powerful spell was destroyed, Xin Wujian squinted his scarlet eyes deeply, and quickly formed a scarlet lotus seal on his hands, "The sword formula is good, but I am a man of destiny, you are destined to be unable to defeat me."

The lotus seal was released, and it turned into a huge and incomparably blooming fire lotus flower, with fiery flames glowing on the vermilion petals, sweeping across the sky in the void.

Although he could not decipher the Sword Art of the Gods, he was able to kill Yuan Jiuyuan, and he was fully confident that Yuan Jiuyuan must have tried his best to use such a heaven-defying Sword Art of the Gods. A lamb for slaughter is no different.

When the fire lotus was close at hand, Yuan Jiuyuan looked down at him from above, raised his hands, his hands with clear joints formed a tower outfit, light blue light waves emitted from under the tower, and palm-sized blue smoke condensed between the rays of light lotus.

Different from the domineering and intimidating fire lotus with a boundless heart, this lotus is carved out of ice stones in the deep sea. .

"What the hell is this?"

Xin Boundless asked himself, after passing the Gods Sword Jue just now, he stared at the lotus flower in Yuan Jiuyuan's hand with fear, and quickly pinched out the Jue in his hand, the fire lotus flower's light was even more dazzling.

Yuan Jiuyuan held the blue brilliance of the lotus with one hand, and the moment the fire lotus flew over, the light waves of the burning fire collided with the light blue icy brilliance in the void——

Boom!

The world has changed.

A huge vibration echoed in the Nineteenth Layer City. The tiles on every house in the city shattered at the same time, and the desert hundreds of miles away rolled up yellow sand thousands of feet high.

Everyone has seen the power of the boundless heart, but they didn't expect Yuan Jiuyuan to use a small blue lotus to compete with him. No, it's not a rivalry, it's a complete crush.

The ice-blue lotus rose into the void, rippling circles of blue light, swallowing the boundless black mist like a whale devouring a tiger.

The black mist entangled in the magic palace changed from thick to light, and turned into a light gray, which would disappear without a trace at any time.

Ghost Arhat was dumbfounded, and murmured, "Buddha is angry with Fire Lotus?"

"Yes, yes, this is the Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus!" Yin Han excitedly grabbed his wrist, marveling at the beautiful and strange scene before him.

"Buddha's wrath and fire lotus" comes from a TV series where fighting spirit transforms into a horse so terrifying. It is the unique killing skill created by the protagonist in Hexi in the 30th year of Hedong. It is formed by the gathering of different fires between heaven and earth. Generally use this trick.

Jing Feiming wiped the dust from his palms and sighed, "It is indeed the Buddha's wrath lotus."

In Xin Wujian's ears, the term "Buddha's anger and fire lotus" was unheard of, and it seemed to be Yuan Jiuyuan's unique skill.

He had no time to think about this, the light waves of the Buddha's wrath and fire lotus shook him back dozens of steps, his back hit the golden lacquered pillar heavily, his already pale and bloodless face was as green and white as a dead person, "Yuan Jiuyuan, how dare you kill me?" I?"

Killing one's father is a heinous crime, which violates the laws of nature and human relations. In the future, one will be punished by heaven on the day of Taoism and immortality.

Yuan Jiuyuan landed on the ground, wearing clothes from the modern era, showing chic and reckless, he was out of place in the quaint temple, he approached Xin Wujian step by step, his blood-colored eyes boiled with hatred, and he was always nothing There was an obvious murderous intent on his emotional face.

Xin Wuxian opened his eyes slightly, staring at him, and suddenly, as if suddenly enlightened, he laughed wildly, "I am not the one who is destined by the way of heaven, you are the one who is destined by the way of heaven!"

Yuan Jiuyuan stopped and stared at him for a moment.

Jing Feiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Why is the law of heaven not the law of heaven? You, a person full of evil, deserve to be favored by the law of heaven?"

"Jing Feiming? Hahaha, you are all pieces of heaven!" Xin Wuxian laughed almost out of strength, like an out-and-out lunatic, caught off guard and disappeared without a trace, and said coldly: "You will never die!" I don’t understand, there is only one main chess piece on the chessboard, and the rest are the main chess pieces’ foils.”

The hall was silent.

Xin Wuxian lowered his eyes, with an indescribably depressed expression, "I am a demon cultivator, and I am going against the sky. I never believe in the way of heaven and destiny. If a life span of thousands of years is short, I see love parting. Suffering, life, glory and death, I finally realized a truth, the fate of all people is in the control of the way of heaven, and no one can escape the control of the way of heaven."

"Looks like he's gone crazy." Jing Feiming said disdainfully while trying to heal his injuries with luck.

Xin Wuxian shook his head, his tone was very firm, "My rebirth is the favor of heaven."

Regarding the rebirth and resurrection of Xin Wujian, this mystery has been lingering in everyone's mind for a long time.

Xin Wuxian covered his mouth and coughed heavily, half-closed his eyes and said: "Above the Nine Layers, there is a force stronger than the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, who has already written a life for us. I have to be reborn, even if my bones are thrown in Yunchong Cave, and you forbid anyone to step in, but once I reach the life point written by Tiandao for me, an accident will happen to make Tiandao’s calculation come true—”

"The Soul-fixing Lingzhu in Yunchong Cave, which has never been extinguished for thousands of years, is only extinguished by the Dao of Heaven, so that I can crawl out from the ground."

"Hahaha, I thought I was the main chess piece on the Tiandao chessboard, but I didn't expect that I was the stepping stone of the main chess piece. My whole life has been a joke made by Tiandao. It's really ridiculous!"

After all, Xin Wuxian closed his eyes as if accepting his fate, and said decisively: "Yuan Jiuyuan, kill me."

Twelve golden swords broke through the barrier of the black-faced Asura, and the golden light flew back and forth in the hall, which was as pleasing to the eye as if streaming fire. Yuan Jiuyuan stood behind the golden sword, raising his hands indifferently.

At the moment when the golden sword came head-on, Xin Wujian suddenly exploded, extremely fast, the sharp blade in his hand lit up with a blue light, he bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood on the tip of the knife, using the blood as a bond, blurred out The blue blade suddenly became huge, as majestic as a Pangu ax that opened up the world, and swung towards Yuan Jiuyuan violently!

boom!

The man's body fell to the ground.

But it wasn't Yuan Jiuyuan, but Xin Wujian, he couldn't figure it out, the green blade clearly hit Yuan Jiuyuan, but Yuan Jiuyuan was safe and sound, but the severe pain was fed back to him at the same time.

Is this the blessing of heaven?

A bottomless blood hole was torn open in Xinwujian's chest, and he could see the pitch-black internal organs inside, and dense blood streaks gradually flowed out. He lowered his head slightly, staring at the blood hole in his chest numbly.

Just like the senior brother who had met him once in the restaurant in Donghuazhou, when he died, he looked at the blood hole in his chest with the same expression.

Jing Feiming frowned slightly, because this is not the love of heaven, but the "spiritual vortex evil light" of a very famous emperor in the TV series, which is the most poisonous technique of the demon cultivator, which can rebound the damage received. Extremely insidious.

Yuan Jiuyuan looked down at Xin Wujian from a high position, and his face was so handsome that under the blue light of the Buddha's wrathful lotus, he felt cold and gloomy, "You ruined my Buddhist beads, do you think I dare not kill you?"

"You..." Xin Wuxian raised his head and murmured, "You are too much like me."

Yuan Jiuyuan paid no attention to it, raised his finger slightly, and a golden sword on standby hung on Xin Wujian's throat.

Doomed to a dead end, Xin Wujian laughed instead, Yuan Jiuyuan showed amazing strength, even better than when he was young, "I didn't expect you to be the main chess player, it seems that the way of heaven destined you to be a big rebel Dao, look down on people in the world, this road is destined to be unfeeling and unrequited love, you killing me is the first step."

"My heart is boundless, and I have a clear conscience. The only thing I'm sorry for is...uh!"

The sharp blade plunged into Xin Wujian's throat, and a bright blood flower burst out.

Thick drops of blood flowed down the crystal-clear golden sword, dropping drop by drop onto the pitch-black floor.

Xin Wuxian stared into his scarlet eyes, as if he didn't believe that he was so cruel and decisive, he didn't even want to listen to his biological father's last words, but soon, his pupils became dull and lifeless.

Yuan Jiuyuan is not interested in listening to his nonsense, no one understands the "Way of Heaven" in Xin Wujian's mouth better than him.

The so-called way of heaven is a predestined road, and no one is allowed to change the journey of his life. When he met Wen Gu for the first time, in the small courtyard on the back mountain of Qianhe Peak, he was fascinated by Wen Gu. I want swords, lights and swords, blood and blood, and I just want to be with Wen Gu Qingqing and be a couple of gods and gods.

But Heaven wants to take Wen Gu away and force him to follow the path of demon cultivation. If it weren't for fellow immortals and demons, the skills learned from modern TV dramas today would not be able to be used.

Now Tiandao took Wen Gu away again and asked him to kill his father and become a demon.

The quiet needle drop could be heard in the magic palace. Tens of thousands of people held their breath together, not daring to breathe, and stared at him with fear, shock, or trepidation.

Yuan Jiuyuan walked out of the temple, the black air dissipated without a trace, the moonlight in the sky was bright and bright, falling on the carved beams and painted buildings of the temple like silver frost, he raised his eyes, the red in his eyes settled into a deep dark red, and a flash appeared between his brows The dark red runes seemed to be drawn with viscous blood, and they had a kind of soul-stirring power.

"The way of heaven."

He spat out two clear words, and suddenly sneered softly, his smile was cold and heartless, "As the Dao of Heaven, I don't take the safety of the people in the world as the most important thing, take away my beloved wife, force me to kill Yingye, force me to sever love , what kind of heaven are you?"

"You want me to admit defeat and be a puppet of fate, but I, Yuan Jiuyuan, never believe in fate, so I swear by this sword."

As soon as Yuan Jiuyuan raised his hand, a shining golden sword went straight to the sky. The crisp sound of the sword was deafening, like thousands of morning bells ringing at the same time, endlessly shocking.

Wen Gu, hide the sharp edge for you, and unsheath the sharp blade for you.

……

Yuning City.

"How to maintain the relationship in a long-distance relationship?"

Wen Gu typed a line of words on the laptop, carefully brushed each line, and the answers were similar with minor differences.

Keep it fresh, give each other small gifts, and create surprises and romance from time to time.

None of them were applicable to him or Yuan Jiuyuan. He rested his chin and browsed carefully again, but he didn't see a method that could be used.

The time at the bottom right of the notebook was ten o'clock in the evening. Wen Gu got up to fetch a glass of water, picked up a chair with one hand, and went to the breezy terrace.

The chair was turned upside down to face the moon outside the window, Wen Gu stepped up, his elbows pressed against the backrest, he leaned down, his thin chin lightly resting on the back of his hand, his dark and round eyes stared unblinkingly at the tiled floor on the terrace.

Yuan Jiuyuan disappeared from here. Three full days have passed since today, and he would sit here every night, waiting for several hours until he was too sleepy to open his eyes before going to sleep.

It's because if Yuan Jiuyuan came through the teleportation circle, he would be able to see the waiting little pity for the first time.

I wonder what Yuan Jiuyuan is doing now?

Wen Gu turned his head to one side, lazily resting his arms on his pillow, really longing to see his boyfriend, to kiss, to hug.

Yuan Jiuyuan didn't think about him at all, did he?

Because he didn't even sneeze.

The author has something to say:

Buddha's Wrath and Fire Lotus from "Fights Break the Sphere"

Lingxuanxieguang comes from "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals"

The Sword Art of the Gods is self-created.