Chapter 456 The Return of the Sword Pavilion

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In the place where the purple robe Taoist dissipated. A slap earth 'ten'-shaped object lying quietly on the ground, which is the 'destroy in all directions'. At this moment, all directions are like a stubborn iron, which makes it difficult for people to link this ordinary thing to an artifact.

Fengyun Wuji stepped forward and picked up 'destroyed in all directions'. He looked down, showing complex feelings in his eyes, on this gloomy artifact. Fengyun Wuji faintly saw a deceased figure.

"Alas! ..." Suddenly, he looked up and sighed. Fengyun Wuji put the 'destroy of all directions' close to his chest, and endless sadness surged into his heart. Fengyun Wuji's heart fluctuated: "Taiji Taoist. Xuanyuan Supreme, Fazu Fuxi..., the land road of our clan. How long will it take to go..."

cheng!

A sad bell came from the end of the Mang Mountain from afar. There was a strong sadness in the bell, and Feng Yun Wuji looked back. At a glance, it was clear that the bell was coming from the direction of the Holy Mountain.

The divine consciousness expanded and shot out to the whole world, and Fengyun Wuji saw the whole ancient land. All the martial artists who were still walking in the ancient land, when they heard the bell, suddenly stopped, and their faces showed solemnity. One by one, they suddenly tore off a piece of cloth and put it on their forehead. Facing the direction of the bell, he knelt down...

A noun learned from the temple came to Fengyun Wuji's mind: the same sad bell. Whenever there is a major change in the human race, the clock will ring. The first long song. It happened in the First War of Gods and Demons. The corpses of the human race are everywhere...

Sne!

Fengyun Wuji tore off a piece of cloth from his sleeve. Gently tie it on your forehead. A whole skirt. Kneel down in the direction of the sound of the mournful bell...

"Sacrifice to the ancestors! ..."

Far away. A shocking voice came from the direction of the Holy Mountain, and countless people's sad voices gathered together, rolling under the dark sky, and the mountains responded...

"Sacrifice to the ancestors! ..."

Looking down from the sky. The ancient land. At the four corners, a pole simply sticks out with a wooden flag tied with white cloth and inserted into the mountains, the knife field. Snowy fields, witches, liberal factions, along with the late injury to host the ground sword field. All of them were prominently inserted on the top of the mountain everywhere.

All the soldiers are fighting. This moment has completely disappeared from the ancient land. Countless people are dressed in white clothes representing the funeral ground. Line up in a row. He knelt on the ground and his forehead touched the ground tightly.

The autumn wind is blowing. Whisting on the ancient land. In the wind, countless white shredded paper money floated between heaven and earth...

At this moment, there is no sword field on the ancient land. Knife domain. War clan. The division of liberal factions; no more martial arts practitioners. The division of law practitioners, at this moment. Everyone has a common name: human race. With a heart of humility and encouragement, sacrifice to a deceased ester who was born in the chaotic flood and sought a way out of the human race in his own way...

I don't know how long it took. A soft sound of footsteps came from the front. Feng Yun Wuji raised his head. But I saw an authentic man with a white scarf coming slowly.

See the wind and clouds. Touch the dust with one hand. With one palm in one hand, he bowed slightly and said, "Excuse me, but the swordsman has no taboo?"

Fengyun Wuji stood up. He nodded and replied, "Yes, it's the ground."

"The saint, please, I hope the sword god can go to the Golden City with me!" The Taoist said respectfully.

"Let's lead the way," Fengyun Wuji said.

Fengyun Wuji has many problems in his heart, although the arrival of the Taoist is a little unexpected. But just as he said, the two of them fell asleep and went to the Golden City.

"The Holy One is waiting for you there," the Taoist said, pointing to the distance. Let's talk about it. Then he walked to the other side...

The whole golden city. It is full of sadness. The dense Dharma practitioners' heads are tied with white belts. He crawled on the ground in the direction of the golden holy city. In the array of practitioners. A white flag danced in the wind, the spire of the Golden City, and eight huge white cloths hung like waterfalls from above. It leaked all the way to the ground. The cloth is engraved with gossip patterns...

With a long sigh. The wind and clouds are blowing with the sleeves. It turned into a light smoke and floated into the tower of the Golden City.

Squeak!

Gently pushed the door open, dressed in white mourning. The saint sitting on the pan was reflected in the eyes of Fengyun Wuji.

"Fuzu has already left. You don't have to worry about the battle of legal martial arts!" The saint raised his head and said to Fengyun Wuji with a faint sadness.

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked. The last trace of luck was finally shattered, and he took a deep breath. Feng Yun Wuji sat on the futon opposite the saint. Then he faced the saint and said, "Can you tell me the last situation of Fazu?"

"Today, the disciples who accompanied Fazu who had been staying in the void crossed the void. It's too ancient. He told me. Master.. He died yesterday!" The saint closed his eyes. He muttered.

"Yesterday? Isn't it today?" Feng Yun Wuji was shocked and exclaimed.

The saint suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yun Wuji: "Who told you that? ...Master, he did die yesterday. All the disciples who stayed in the void saw it with their own eyes.

"This is impossible!!" Fengyun Wuji shouted in his heart, "I obviously saw him today, a person with such a strong power. It can only be Fazu Fuxi. But why did they say it was the place that passed away yesterday?!! If it was the place that passed away yesterday. So, what's wrong with me seeing the ground?"

calmed down. Feng Yun Wuji said, "The temple and the mournful bell rang. I thought Fazu was the place where he left today.

The saint showed a sudden look and closed his eyes again. There was a look of memory on his face: "Billions of years ago. Martial arts is in charge. The master watched the way of the universe at night. After thousands of years, he realized the way of Qian, Dui, Zhen, Xun, Kun, Liang, Li and Kan. Recently, the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth have been derived, that is, the foundation of the power of our practice. From then on, we have embarked on a road that is completely different from martial practitioners.

paused. The saint continued: "In the eyes of the ancient martial artists, we practitioners are weak, but we have a strong long-range attack power. It is completely different from them, and all of this is given to the master the way of gossip of Taiji, but I don't know. Master's way of Taiji gossip. It was not an attack. At the beginning. It's just easy to count on the week. Deduce the way of heaven. Anticipate the future.

"In the first war of gods and demons, the master foresaw the fiasco of human beings with gossip. In order to preserve his strength and prevent the loss of human vitality too much, he left Taigu with most of the Dharma disciples. The master once told me. The way of gossip. The future can be foreseen in the dark. From gods and demons to human beings. From the past to the future... but the only unforeseeable. Even if it's your own future, the master has never seen his own future.

"Tai Chi gossip. It's a shame to say that it's innate and acquired. I just have to pass on the gossip the day after tomorrow. Master's innate way of gossip. I didn't get it, one day millions of years ago. The master suddenly summoned me, "The saint's mind seems to have returned to the day of a long time ago. On his face, a disciple of the master appeared with a humble expression when he met the master: "The master said that he wanted to become a god, the god of prophecy!! We... still have hope!!"

The saint suddenly opened his eyes again and looked a little excited: "I still remember. When the master said that. I'm excited all over. - You can't imagine. Let's leave Taikoo. The pressure in my heart. No matter how the law and martial arts argue. In essence. We are all the same root. At the most critical time of the war between gods and demons, there are only warriors. However, we Dharma practitioners are in a corner, and every Dharma practitioners who have left their hometown are very guilty in their hearts... This is a disguised betrayal - although we are unwilling to admit it. I don't want to touch this point either.

Although I was very anxious to know the process of Fazu Fuxi's final deduction into a divine land. I really want to know. As powerful as the ancestor of the law. How did it fall, but Feng Yun Wuji still suppressed his doubts. Listen patiently. The wind and clouds are unknown. The saint's heart is not as calm as he showed. At this moment, he just needs a listener. Quietly listening to him talk about the pain in his heart. As a saint, there will not be many people who are destined to have empty qualifications, in front of other Dharma disciples. He needs to maintain a strong image. To stabilize people's hearts.

"All we hope, so we concentrated on what the master said about the second battle of gods and demons."

"What did Fazu say?" The wind and clouds are moving. I blurted out.

The saint glanced at the wind and clouds. After a short silence, he said, "Master's ability was not enough at that time. I can only faintly see a little bit about the details of the war between gods and demons, the master said. We still have a glimmer of hope!"

"A glimmer of hope..." Fengyun Wuji's face showed a little confusion, and he lowered his head and chewed the words of Fazu.

"Before the first war of gods and demons, the master foresaw the fall of the two main gods in light and darkness, and the serious injury of Xuanyuan in the four supremes. And it turned out that what the master said was completely correct. Since then. Everyone's sense of guilt has been reduced a lot. Everyone has worked hard to practice Taoism, hoping to win what the master said. That glimmer of hope, "The saint slowly said the history of an unknown Dharma seeker: "The power of the master. It is also above the four supremes of martial arts. After the fall of the Supreme Xuanyuan. We thought. The last trace of hope said by the master is actually the master himself, and this belief, after the master announced that he arranged gossip in the void and deduced into a god. It has reached the top..." The saint sighed for a long time: "But we are all wrong..."

Fengyun Wuji's heart was slightly shaken. An idea faintly rose from his heart, took a deep breath, and asked, "What happened later?"

"Three days ago. The master officially arranged gossip in the void. Deduce to become a god. Whether it is success or not, tens of millions of Dharma practitioners are hundreds of miles away and wait and see. I hope to witness this historic moment. Before deducing the ultimate road of Taiji gossip, the master called a disciple and gave him a letter. And instructed that it must be after he deduced into a god. Only then can it be delivered to me.

The saint said. As he pulled out a letter note from under the futon. Both hands respectfully hold both ends of the letter. He pushed forward and pushed it in front of Fengyun Wuji, signaling him to have a look.

Fengyun Wuji took it with both hands and pulled out the letter from the envelope. On the square white paper, there are only four strokes with extremely fine ancient seal characters 'Fengyun Wuji'.

"That's why I will send disciples. The reason for going to find you," the saint curled his head and took a look at Feng Yun Wuji. He continued: "Yesterday, millions of laws were practiced in the void to wait and see. I hope to see the master become a god. At the most critical moment, suddenly a white light crossed the universe. In an instant. All the disciples felt a shudder from the soul, and then. Everyone saw that the burning white light hit the gossip. Sitting in the middle of the void..."

"The master turned into flying ashes like this. There are no bones..." The saint said sadly. Look up. Two lines of turbid tears slipped from his eyes.

There is silence in the tower pavilion of the Golden City. Fengyun Wuji wants to say something to comfort the saint. But the words came to my mouth. Swallow it all again.

After cleaning up his mood, the saint calmly said, "After the master passed away. His personal artifact, 'destroyed in all directions' also disappeared. And before that. Some disciples said that they faintly heard Fazu shouting excitedly before the collapse, 'I saw it.' I saw...', but no one knows what he is talking about

After saying that, the saint looked at Fengyun Wuji: "Tell me. Why did the master leave this letter of hexagram before he collapsed? And give it to me solemnly?"

Feng Yun Wuji was silent and sighed in his heart. I have vaguely understood that when I see the land, it must be Fazu Fuxi. The land in the arms is destroyed in all directions. It is the best evidence.

"There must be nothing wrong with Fazu turning into flying ash in the eyes of a large number of Dharma practitioners," Fengyun Wuji thought to himself, "Is it just a trace of regret before his death? It's just that a trace of remnant soul has reached the point of strength. The ability of the ancestral land. What should I do again!"

A kind of heavy rush to my heart, Feng Yun Wuji almost felt breathless.

"Wuji? Wuji..." The doubtful voice of the Holy Land suddenly awakened Fengyun Wuji.

"Hmm. What? ..."

"Wuji. Can you tell me why the master mentioned your name at the last moment? ...Master, I haven't seen you. It's impossible for him to know where you exist," the saint said in a low voice, "Unless..."

That's it. The saint raised his head. He opened his mouth and closed again.

Fengyun Wuji didn't say anything. He directly took the 'destroy of all sides' out of his arms and put it between the two people.

As soon as his eyes touched the luster, the saint's eyes suddenly became turbid, and his hands trembled and picked up the artifact. It clings tightly to the old cheek. The lips are shaking.

With the sadness in his heart, the saint said to Fengyun Wuji, "Wuji, can you give me 'destroy of all directions' for a few days... Don't get me wrong, that is, 'destroy of all directions' actually appeared in your hands. It must be reasonable. I don't want to take it back. After three days, I will definitely pay you back.

"No need," Fengyun Wuji said calmly, "All directions are destroyed. It is the sacred artifact of the Dharma Cultivator, although I have practiced magic. However, if you become a monk halfway, you can't be regarded as a pure Taoist, and you are the only personal disciple of the Dharma ancestor. This artifact should have been in charge of you, and..."

Fengyun Wuji paused, and then said, "My cultivation is not enough to fully exert the power of the destruction of all parties. At present, only you can fully exert the destruction of all parties. Therefore, it makes sense that you don't have to return this artifact to me. Not to mention. This should have been your place.

Seeing what the saint seemed to want to say, Fengyun Wuji stretched out a palm to stop it. Then he told the saint in detail before and after meeting the consciousness of Fazu Fuxifu on the destruction of all directions. It's just. He hid the matter of Fuxi's request to take over the power of the law practitioners.

The reason why Fengyun Wuji insists on giving 'destroy of all directions' to the saint. But it has its own considerations: although it is both law and martial arts. However, the main power of Fengyun Wuji is still martial arts, not magic. 'Destruction in all directions' is originally a place of magic. Only in the hands of the magicians can they exert their maximum power. And it fell into his own hands.' The ability to destroy the collapse plane in all directions. It can't be seen at all. It can only be a waste. It's better to give it to the saint.

When Feng Yun Wuji finished narrating, the saint held the "destroy of all directions" and was silent for a long time. This artifact was in the hands of the saint. There was a pleasant and light sound, and the whole body also slightly emitted a faint white luster - which made Fengyun Wuji more firm in his heart.

"Come with me," the saint suddenly grabbed Feng Yun's wrist and strode out. Push away the tower of the Golden City. The saint stuffed the 'destroy of all directions' into Fengyun Wuji's hand. At the same time, he grabbed Fengyun Wuji's wrist with his left hand, raised his head and stood on the Golden City. He raised his head to the local practitioners who heard the sound and said, "Gentlemen, please stop mourning for the time being..."

The saint's old voice resounded in all directions, and many people were still immersed in the death of the ancestors. Suddenly woke up. Qi Qi looked at the saint and suddenly appeared. Almost at a glance. All the Dharma practitioners saw that the Dharma practice treasure was 'destroyed in all directions', and their expression was suddenly shocked. Wake up.

"Before the collapse of the Dharma ancestor, he gave an order to personally select the new ancestor of Dharma cultivation, which is Fengyun Wuji... You all pay homage to the new ancestors with me!" The saint is not freed by Fengyun Wuji at all. The robe is tiao. He knelt to the ground.

"See the new ancestor!! ..." A loud voice came from all directions, with a new vitality. In the eyes of everyone, almost every Dharma practicer understands the meaning of holding 'destroy in all directions'.

When Fengyun Wuji understood what the saint wanted to do, he knelt down in pieces and refused. It's too late - whether he admits it or not, under the sanctuary of the Holy Land, under the Golden City, all the practitioners of the land acquiesced to his 'new ancestor' status.

Fengyun Wuji looked at the saint who crawled on the ground under his feet, and then looked at the 'destroying of all directions' who returned to his hand. He shook his head in his heart, and then turned his head to face the many Dharma practitioners under the Golden City. He said loudly, "Get up, everyone."

paused. Everyone looked up. Fengyun Wuji suddenly said something that the saint was a little unprepared: "All directions are destroyed. Although it is... It is passed down from the ancestors of the law. However, I know that virtue is still difficult to convince the public. And. There are still many things that I don't know about the practice of law. Now, I issue the first order after becoming a new ancestor: I appoint a saint to manage the affairs of the clan for my family. And give the 'destroy of all directions' to the saints. Seeing 'destroy in all directions' is like seeing the ancestor of the Dharma, I believe you will not be unconvinced!"

finished. Fengyun Wuji handed it to the saint in his hands.

Under the Golden City, all the Dharma look at each other.

"You really shouldn't do this," the saint sighed in a low voice. He raised his head and said, "Did you hide the fact that the master asked you to take over the ancestor of Dharma cultivation?"

Fengyun Wuji was silent, but he signaled with his eyes that he was still hanging in the air and "destroy in all directions". The saint is helpless. I have to catch 'destroyed in all directions' with both hands. At the same time, Hong Sheng said, "I respect the Dharma."

"I don't understand. Why did Fazu pass on the 'destroy of all sides' to me," Fengyun Wuji said, "But I know. This is what you deserve. And. That's the only way!"

The saint only felt that the figure in front of him flashed, and the wind and clouds were already flying in his ears. Fengyun Wuji's voice was getting lower and lower: "The formula of 'destroy in all directions' is in the body of the body, and I went..."

After a while, Fengyun Wuji crossed the mountains and finally returned to the sword domain. At a glance. The whole area is white. Funeral flags are fluttering everywhere.

When Fengyun Wuji returned to the Sword Pavilion, Chi Woe was kneeling on the narrow road leading to the Sword Pavilion. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head. Seeing Feng Yun Wuji coming from the mountainside with a solemn face, he immediately stood up and greeted him with an excited face: "Master."

Feng Yun Wuji nodded. Walk towards the Sword Pavilion. He casually asked, "It's too late. When I'm away, everything will be as usual, right?"

The delay suddenly stopped. He was a little swayed and said, "Master. There is a stranger who is not leaving in the sword pavilion. Claim to see you."

"Oh?" Feng Yun Wuji glanced at Chitu, then turned his head and saw the gate of the Sword Pavilion. A row of non-sword-field warriors were tied with white scarves and knelt on the ground. Among them, make way a passage directly to the Sword Pavilion.

Fengyun Wuji suddenly accelerated his pace. Walking into the Sword Pavilion, he pushed open the wooden door and saw that in the dark Sword Pavilion, a man lowered his head and sat cross-leged on the smooth floor of the Sword Pavilion, with his long hair hanging from both sides. All the way to the floor, in front of him, a cross sword. Insert it straight into the floor of the Sword Pavilion.

"No abyss?!!" Fengyun Wuji stepped into the sword pavilion and said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to promote an idea to you, and I hope you can join us. Of course, we want to join you. It doesn't matter." Wuyuan raised his head and looked at Fengyun Wuji, with no intention of rising at all.

"Oh?" Feng Yun Wuji raised his eyebrows. Sit down beside Wuyuan: "I'm in the land of chaos. I thought you were dead. I didn't expect... How did you escape from the ground?

"This doesn't matter." Wuyuan said lightly, "The important thing is. I'm here."

Feng Yun Wuji smiled bitterly in his heart: "Say it. What the hell is going on?"

Wuyuan took a deep breath and said, "First of all, I want to declare it. I was not born in Taikoo. In fact. I come from the big dimension space! And that's why I came to you. It's because. You are better than me. Compared with me, you have a power that I can't reach - I hope to establish a force with your power.

Fengyun Wuji looked cold: "If you want to build a force in Taikoo. Well, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

This is the moment now. Fengyun Wuji absolutely does not want to kill again in Taigu like the process of the rise of the sword.

"You misunderstood me," Wuyuan stretched out his hand and shook it. Then he said, "I have no intention of becoming the overlord of a certain place in Taikoo. I just want to make an oath like me."

"What?"

"With his own way, he will return his own body. Kill all the demons. Kill the demon clan by the most cruel means. If you can kill with three knives, you will never kill two with one knife! As other aliens treat us, we will do to them, tit for tat. Blood for blood!! ..." Wu Yuan gritted his teeth and said. The whole face was distorted. Become extremely ferocious.

Fengyun Wuji's heart is slightly shocked to know that there is no abyss. There must be an unbearable past. Looking at Yuan's ferocious face, it was really difficult for Feng Yun Wuji to find a reason to refuse him.

"Another Taixuan," Fengyun Wuji sighed in his heart and said, "Tell me what is a large-dimensional space?"

"So you agreed?!!" Wuyuan ecstasy: "Hahaha... I knew it, I knew it. I will definitely achieve it!"

took a deep breath and Wuyuan replied, "The large dimensional space can be said to be the largest space in the universe. It is also the place where all parties compete for the most fiercely. Whether it is the Lord God of Darkness or the Lord God of Light. They are all fiercely fighting for possession there. It is shameful to compete for the source of human faith and satisfy the power of their faith!"

"Where is the vast starry sky? Countless planets. Hundreds of millions of human beings. Tens of millions of churches, whether dark or light, in addition to the church, there are also the blood scum. The whole blood clan base camp is in the large dimensional space, and those damn blood clans enslave human beings on the planet..."

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked. It suddenly reminded me of the arrival of the mass plane. The Lord Carl of the blood clan I met.

"You mean the blood clan?"

"That's good, regardless of demons. Angels, blood clan. All should be killed, kill, kill!!! ...Kill them all!" An amazing blood red appeared in Wuyuan's eyes. The mood also seems to be quite excited.

Drink!

Fengyun Wuji invaded Wuyuan's mind with divine consciousness and let out a broken cry. Wuyuan was shocked and subconsciously grabbed the cross sword inserted into the floor beside him. There was a strong smell of blood all over his body. Let's wait and see the wind and clouds. Take a deep breath. Gradually calm down. The strange blood red in the pupil. It also fades gradually.

"Is this what you want?"

"That's right, don't tell me. I need to wait until the war between gods and demons to fulfill this oath, I believe. You must have a way to satisfy my wish. This is my intuition. Don't deceive me!" Wuyuan looked very excited: "As long as I can achieve this wish, I am willing to do anything."

Feng Yun Wuji was silent and did not immediately agree to Wuyuan's request and stood up. Feng Yun Wuji said indifferently, "With your current strength, if you are sent to the demon world, you may only die in vain. If you really want to kill demons. Let's improve the martial arts first!"

"I hate people cheating on me..." Wu Yuan stood up fiercely and grabbed the hilt of the cross sword before he could do anything. The wind and clouds never turn back. Suddenly, the robe was thrown. Wuyuan is like a broken wire and the wind is stable. Throw it backwards. He hit the wall arm of the Sword Pavilion heavily. At the moment he hit the ground, a magnificent kendo force poured into Wuyuan's body, sealed his whole body, and at the same time fixed Wuyuan firmly in the air...

"Your strength... It's still too bad!" Fengyun Wuji finished this sentence. As soon as his strength was relaxed, he strode out of the sword pavilion.

behind him, Wuyuan slipped down the arm of the wall, with a pale face. Full of horror and unbelievable color - although Wuyuan felt the power of Fengyun Wuji, he didn't expect that he was so powerful that he could not resist!!! This makes him proud. It was completely deterrent.

Step out of the Sword Pavilion. The wind and clouds look up into the air. Suddenly (computer novel network www,16k,n) Ran shook his big sleeve, and a magnificent sword spirit went straight to the sky. A huge vortex-shaped channel was blasted at the top of the Sword Pavilion, with a bang, and the wind was blowing. Blowing from all sides...

The wind and clouds face the sky. He said loudly to the black vortex channel, "The Sword Pavilion belongs to. Return to Taikoo!!"

The powerful sound penetrates the layers of space. It penetrated into two distant heterogeneous planes. On the ground. The golden armor is sitting all over the sky. And later, the soldiers who threw themselves into the Sword Pavilion suddenly woke up. Open your eyes...

After a while. Outside the sword pavilion, in the shocked eyes of the disciples brought by Wuyuan, the disciples of the sword pavilion, who were as dense as the sea, poured down from the sky like the water of a sluice, and landed densely on the ground under the sword pavilion.

Each of these disciples has a breath no worse than them. The shock in my heart has not subsided yet. The vortex-shaped channel in the sky suddenly rose, and in the sound of a powerful metal impact, countless figures shone with golden light all over their bodies and leaked out of the mouth of the channel - it was the cultivated golden armor!!!

In the Sword Pavilion. Wuyuan had already been awakened by the dense breath of J Xingl. He suddenly pushed open the door of the Sword Pavilion. When I stepped out of the door, I saw the golden armor and the amazing number. Like spreading a sea at the foot of the mountain, the sword pavilion warriors were shocked and beat one after another.

Although it had long been expected that Fengyun Wuji was the hegemon of the ancient party, Wuyuan had never expected it. The strength of the Sword Pavilion is so powerful!!! Eyes without abyss. His eyes have been widened because of excessive shock. The lips are shaking. He made a trill that only he could hear: "This... what a huge force this is!!! ...My dream... can be realized!"

In this day when the Fazu, who was equal to the supreme, passed away. Fengyun Wuji chose to recall the sword pavilion warriors to invigorate some people's low-heartedness.

"See the Lord! ..." Under the cliff. The sword pavilion warriors and the golden armored soldiers knelt down one by one. The loud waves are like tsunamis, one wave after another, impacting people's audience...

The return of the Sword Pavilion shocked the whole Taigu as it disappeared. The powerful breath like the tide. It is enough to cheer up all the ancient insiders.

Suddenly. Feng Yun Wuji felt that two strange eyes were betting on his face in his heart. Look at it subconsciously. But I saw the beautiful wind concubine in the city and the cold smoke, one left and one right. Zheng and the two of them are standing together, looking at themselves with a complex look.

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked and subconsciously skimmed his head...

Boom!

Suddenly, a huge channel exploded in the West. A dark green star of the earth is burning flames and is breaking through the sky from outer space, with a long tail flame. In the void. Dazzling and gorgeous...

On both sides of the east and west, several figures turned into light smoke. Flying in. It's Ximen, Taixuan and others...

The third star of the underworld. The end...

The last one, the master disaster, between heaven and earth, the fierce beasts appear in the world...