Su Bian Cultivation World

Luo Jiujiang raised his sword, and the thick, dark pink death energy spread out behind his back, just like the way of lust that spread out behind Qiongqi before three breaths.

Qiongqi's Dao has been cultivated to the perfect level, it can be said that he is proficient and familiar with it.Because of this, for more than a hundred years, Qiongqi could not go any further.

However, Luo Jiujiang's avenue is still being explored and has not yet taken shape.

So at this moment, the destroyed Qiongqi Dao and the death behind Luo Jiujiang are in sharp contrast, just like the obvious contrast between them-one is born and the other is late.

Countless death qi gathered around Luo Jiujiang's body, countless death qi entered Luo Jiujiang's dantian, and countless death qi just passed through Luo Jiujiang's body, and went straight to Qiongqi without concealment.

Luo Jiujiang remained silent, and pressed the blade down heavily.Even though the tip of his knife pointed at only one person, when the blood-red shadow of the knife sank, everyone in the hall felt out of breath at the same time.

It's like being strangled by someone's neck, and it's like the lifeline is in the hands of others, life and death are hanging by a thread... The feeling at this moment is as if they just brushed past death.

Luo Jiujiang finally landed the knife.

This time the duel is a collision between pure Dao, and it is the most naked comparison between Dao Yuan.In the dantian of Luojiujiang, a round of silver moon that is in charge of the power of yin rises, shining brightly in the dark powder and death energy all over the dantian!

With this knife, there is no room for Qiongqi to escape.

Daofengjianghong was mixed with bloody smell and sharp screams.In this omnipotent sword energy, Qiongqi's path of lust was completely shattered, while Luo Jiujiang's path of death gradually took shape.

He has been close to the Dao of Death endlessly in the endless darkness, and has a preliminary understanding of the appearance of the Dao, but he has not yet shaped the appearance of his own Dao.

However, now, among Qiongqi's scattered avenue fragments, Luo Jiujiang's death path finally took shape.

At the bottom of his dark pupils, the shadow of the bright moon in the dantian faintly appeared.At this moment, Luo Jiujiang's eyes and expression were very far away, as if he had reached a certain end that human beings could not reach.

His original appearance was handsome and friendly, but at this moment, Luo Jiujiang at a glance made people feel that he was far away from the world of the living.

Fortunately, this kind of reaction only lasted for a moment. In the next moment, Luo Jiujiang's whole body was full of dead anger. on track.

At this moment, there seemed to be a small reincarnation in Luo Jiujiang's saber energy, and the death energy was temporarily separated like an ebb, while the anger flowed continuously from Luo Jiujiang's dantian throughout his body.

Since then, the sources of life and death have merged, and the backs of yin and yang have penetrated. Originally, the moon rose and set in the dantian of Luo Jiujiang, and death prospered and life declined.But being drawn by the dark fan's deadly murderous intent, the two finally maintained a delicate balance.

Every time a righteous person slaughters a dog, he is mostly a scholar with a heartless heart.While Luo Jiujiang was going straight to Qiongqi, wanting to seek justice for the justice of the world, at the same time, the death anger and resentment from the furnaces for thousands of years also silently pulled Luo Jiujiang.

This fluttering tug is the difference between the life and death of the humble dog of all things, and the humanity of the benevolent child.

The Dao of Swords in Luojiujiang is based on the way of humanity, and the way of life is based on the way of humanity. Now the way of death has returned to the way of humanity after going off track.

What he cultivates is not the prehistoric universe of heaven and earth, but the life and death of all things.

Luo Jiujiang cultivates humanity.

Between breaths and yin and yang, the outcome between him and Qiongqi has been decided, life and death will be decided.He only heard Qiongqi scream and fell from mid-air, obviously he had lost completely.

His burly figure was finally as tattered as the countless cauldrons that had been killed by him, and hesitation and fear finally appeared in his evil handsome face.It seemed that when facing the life-and-death test caused by fate, he behaved similarly to the furnace cauldron that he had always regarded as an ant.

He can't even be as strong as some furnaces.

Luo Jiujiang then fell to the ground, and the two knives in his hands vibrated slightly, but they no longer gushed out dry blood, but only emitted a faint white light.

He waited quietly for the moment when Qiongqi's soul left his body, and planned to fulfill his promise - he wanted Qiongqi to be wiped out, and even Nether would not keep him.

A voice sounded from far and near, sounding a little hesitant.The owner of the voice tentatively walked in the direction of the two of them. The tone of the voice was melodious like a gurgling mountain spring, with an indistinguishable clarity between men and women.

"Sorry... is your battle over yet?"

At this moment, there is still the furnace cauldron who has the courage to step forward, and after searching all over the hall, of course only Chu Yao is the only one.

"Not yet." Luo Jiujiang thought for a while, and then he turned to give Chu Yao half a body away.He said: "I'm going to kill the grass and root out the roots and beat him to death. If you have something to say to him, maybe I can give you a moment."

He has always paid more attention to not saying too bloody and cruel words to Chu Yao.But today, Chu Yao first changed his previous weak appearance in his heart, and secondly, Qiongqi used Qianling as an illusion, which really made him very angry.

"I don't have anything to say, I just want to take a good look with these eyes." Chu Yao smiled sadly, he brushed the end of his pink eyes, his smile was like the late sunset, filled with all kinds of emotions And memories, silently melted on the tip of the lips.

"I want to watch carefully, and then remember for them." Chu Yao said softly, "Do you know, Jiujiang, with my eyes, I have also seen the death of the three brothers and sisters of 790 with my own eyes."

They don't want to be mermaids, and they work hard to take care of each other in Pixiang Palace.During the most difficult period, everyone tried their best to meet each other every day, and then counted them one by one, like a miser holding his last few copper coins.

One, two, three... Two more are missing today, and three more will be missing tomorrow... The bodies of these people may be found in deep wells, in woodsheds, or on arrow targets that Qiongqi casually picked up. Or die under some guard in the night.

He has survived here for 14 full years, a miracle that Pixiang Palace has never seen again.And in the past 14 years, how many people has he silently buried in bright red dance clothes?

Chu Yao himself can't remember a specific number, but in their small group of secret associations, among brothers and sisters who recognize each other, he has watched 790 three people go away.

At this time, Qiongqi's Taoism was broken, his dantian was abolished, and all his kung fu was gone, and his life was lost along with a lot of blood.The colors of the outside world fell on his eyes as if they were separated by a layer of veil, and the sounds outside were no different from humming.But even so, when Chu Yao squatted down, he still saw the most beautiful touch of drunken fairy red.

Qiongqi, who was on the verge of death, suddenly struggled. He raised his head up several times, but in the end he just knocked the back of his head on the ground weakly.He coughed up a lot of blood and froth, and he still can't figure out one thing.

"You... slender... I treat you well..."

He actually felt that he had never treated Chu Yao harshly.

"You...you have always been affectionate and righteous...everything goes deep..."

Chu Yao listened to his words, it was really hard not to laugh.

He gently tucked a lock of his hanging hair behind his ear, and there was neither emotion nor sarcasm in his voice.This scene is really interesting and absurd, Qiongqi, who is about to die, is just like an ordinary old man who is greedy for the world of mortals at this moment.

When his background, authority and cultivation could no longer be in his hands, he would foolishly place his love on the admiration he least believed in.

"Master Qiongqi." Chu Yao sighed: "You have always abandoned us like dust, but this vow of eternal love, why did you take it seriously first?"

"..."

There was a gurgling sound in Qiongqi's throat, he struggled violently, blood splashed out from the wound on his chest and abdomen, and a little of it just landed on the plump lips of his waist.

Chu Yao squeezed the still hot blood between his lips, stood up gracefully, took two steps and looked back again, and smiled at Luo Jiujiang, who was extremely romantic and blood-stained.

"I'm tired of watching it." Chu Yao said softly, "Don't let this old bastard live any longer. Is he worthy?"

Luo Jiujiang raised his eyebrows, feeling that this was just what he wanted.As soon as he stepped on the wound on Qiongqi's chest, the soles of his boots were soaked in a lot of blood.He simply and neatly followed up with a knife, and then he did it with dead breath.The speed and momentum with which those dead spirits dissipated seemed like a group of vicious dogs that had finally found their prey.

As expected, Qiongqi's soul failed to return to the Netherworld. Under the pursuit of thousands of dead fans and years of grievances, he was sadly torn into countless pieces in the air, and each piece was precisely picked by Luo Jiujiang. out, completely crushed into dust.

In the end, the piece that fell on Luo Jiujiang's palm was completely stripped off, and what was left was a drop of Daoyuan of the Nine Clans.

Qiankun Daoyuan felt the pull of yin and yang, and slowly flowed into the dantian of Luo Jiujiang along the meridians.Luo Jiujiang opened his hand, and the two pink knives of evil spirit slowly melted into the air.

At this time, the moon was setting and the sun was rising in the Luojiujiang Dantian, and the warm sunshine was shining on every piece of land in the Dantian world. The dark pink dead energy that originally filled the Dantian was also re-entered into the palace with every breath he took.

"The end of resentment is over, and the source of hatred has been wiped out with your own hands... It is time to say goodbye, friends. I want to thank you for lending my knife."

Live to die, live to die.It is Qiongqi who wants to die first, and these dead spirits and obsessions that are trapped in place can finally be reborn.

The boiled dirty pink color calmed down, and the lightly diluted blood color faded away like melting, and finally turned into white like the midday sun.

Under the blessing of Luo Jiujiang's two ways of life and death, these dead auras have poured into the prototype of the avenue shown behind Luo Jiujiang, turned around in the roulette wheel, and transformed from dead aura into vitality as if being washed.

These angry people got into the bodies of other furnaces in the hall one after another, and many furnaces felt refreshed, raised their heads and looked around, and suddenly felt that their minds were much clearer.

There are many angry clothes with Chu Yao, which surround him like a long skirt. I don't know if they are old friends who used to be Chu Yao.Luo Jiujiang stood not far away and watched, and saw Chu Yao touched his heart feelingly, blinked his eyes, and actually shed a tear.

This time, he doesn't have to cry for others to see.

There were also some angry people who played around in the temple for a few times, and finally threw themselves into Luo Jiujiang's dantian, merged into the sun that seemed to burn forever in the sky, and became a part of the end of Luo Jiujiang's Daoyuan.

At this point, Qiongqi died, the cauldron was saved, and the grievances receded. A world with absurd systems that lasted for thousands of years finally came to an end.

Luo Jiujiang let out a long breath, feeling a little lost.

He signaled Mo Luo to take care of the other "guests" in the hall, while he turned his head to look at Qiongqi's cold body.

After the death of the nine races, they didn't look any more noble than others.Throw this piece of rotten meat here, and six hours later, maggots will still be born.

This is the first Nine Clans to die at the hands of humans since the Four Elephant Nine Clans came into the world.

In the dark, the trumpet of war has already sounded in the void, and the banner of changing the day is gradually rising in destiny. At this moment, most of the people present who have experienced this incident are still ignorant of it.

Luo Jiujiang took two steps on those blood-soaked boots, feeling that he still forgot something.

- Boom!

With a crash, the outer wall of the palace, which had lost the protection of the Zhenjiang Liu formation, was shattered by a black flood dragon in public.If it hadn't been for the dome of the main hall to be turned into dust by the battle between Luo Jiujiang and Qiongqi, seeing the angry look of the black flood dragon, it seems that he still wants to overturn the roof of the hall.

The black flood dragon roared, uttering a strange animal language that few people in the field could understand.He said angrily: "No grievance, no enmity, Qiongqi, why did you send people to hunt and kill me so far!"

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

"That hunting ground! With me! It doesn't matter!" Hei Jiao roared like thunder.

Luo Jiujiang: "..."

Luo Jiujiang remembered what he forgot.

Luo Jiujiang also seems to understand why Shen Yuan has something to do with the hunting ground.

He knew why such a big incident happened in the hunting ground, but no one came to the palace to find out why.

"Cough...Brother Shen Yuan. See you soon." Luo Jiujiang calmly showed his hands and wiped the red robe of the red guards on his body as a disguise, as if silently declaring that he neither wears black clothes , also without a knife.

Shen Yuan fell to the ground angrily, and turned into a human again.I don't know if it was intentional or not, he landed on Qiongqi's corpse and stomped on it.

Sometimes Luo Jiujiang really admired the other party's single-line thinking circuit. He reminded: "Brother Shen Yuan came to talk to Qiongqi to reason? That might not work, Qiongqi just died not long ago."

And the belly is still under your feet.

"Ah?" Shen Yuan opened his eyes wide, as if he just came back to see the situation in the palace.

He blankly inspected the ruins of the palace, bloodstains, all kinds of dishes trampled into mud on the ground, and "guests" who were arrested one by one.His face was dazed, as if he realized that he had played the wrong role in the middle of singing.

What's going on?What are you doing? !He's here to settle accounts with Qiongqi!