Chapter 113 It's finally an illusion

"Hahaha, it's good to see through the fantasy. At such a young age, it's so successful." A voice appeared out of thin air, but Qianqiu did not find anyone around.

"Who?" Qianqiu asked.

"You don't care who I am. Now that you have passed the thunderstorm, I'm going to send you out." The voice continued.

Then, without waiting for Qianqiu to speak, the scenery turned around, and Qianqiu actually appeared in a place that he was extremely familiar with.

"Xiaohe Village?" Qianqiu was shocked that he actually returned to Xiaohe Village.

Everything is the same as before. Qianqiu looked at the house in front of him, which was the house where he and Qianli used to live.

With a soft sound of the door, an elegant woman came out.

"Xiao Li?" Qianqiu saw this woman and shouted.

When the woman saw Qianqiu in front of the door, she was suddenly stunned, and then her eyes turned red. She cried out with a 'wow' sound, and then suddenly jumped into Qianqiu's arms.

"Brother." Qianli cried in Qianqiu's arms.

"You... Why are you here?" Qianqiu doubted.

"Brother, I heard that you are dead. I was sad and begged Uncle Lu to send me back here, woo..." Qianli continued to cry.

"Qianqiu." Suddenly, with a loud shout, Qianqiu was stunned and then turned his head to look.

"Zhong Ye." Qianqiu was shocked and saw Zhong Ye standing in the air, looking at Qianqiu coldly.

"It's you." Qianli in Qianqiu's arms also said angrily, "You followed me here?"

"Hahahaha." Zhong Ye laughed loudly and said, "I wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of you, but I didn't expect that Qianqiu didn't die. Well, let you go to hell together today."

"Be careful." Qianqiu shouted loudly, but Qianli was already standing in front of Qianqiu at this time.

Zhong Ye's palm kicked out, right in Qianli's chest.

'P' Qianli flew backwards and lay softly on the ground.

"Xiao Li." Qianqiu's eyes were about to crack, and he ran over and quickly picked up Qianli.

"Xiao Li." Qianqiu shouted.

Qianli opened her eyes with difficulty, and the blood from the corners of her mouth kept flowing. She smiled at Qianqiu with difficulty. After that, she closed her eyes again, her head was crooked, and there was no longer breath.

Qianqiu's eyes gradually became cold, cold, no matter how cold they were, as if they were going to freeze the world, and a trace of murder appeared, destroying all the surrounding vegetation.

"No reply." Qianqiu's Qingfeng Sword appeared, and the fierce sword spirit cut towards Zhong Ye.

"The light of firefly." Zhong Ye looked disdainfully at Qianqiu, who rushed towards him, and raised his right palm, which was the big golden palm last time, coming towards Qianqiu with great strength.

The sword spirit without return can be ignored before the golden palm. Soon, the sword spirit without return was dissipated, and the golden big handprint finally hit Qianqiu's body.

There was a huge earthquake, and Qianqiu only felt that his whole body was about to disperse. Under the severe pain, countless muscles and bones began to be separated by the shock and finally broken.

Qianqiu fell to the ground, and he only had a breath. Thinking that the last time Zhong Ye could kill the fiery bird with one palm, it was nothing to kill himself.

Wait, firebird? Qianqiu was stunned. Last time Zhong Ye turned the fiery bird in the feathering period into flying ash. Why did he only hit himself to this extent? Although this degree is not low, it absolutely does not agree with common sense.

Besides, this kind of attack will definitely help himself, isn't it... Qianqiu's eyes lit up again.

Qianqiu tried his best to support his upper body with his last breath and stared at Zhong Ye on the opposite side.

"The Seven Star Eye..." Qianqiu muttered.

A buzz like starlight appeared in Qianqiu's eyes. Suddenly, Qianqiu understood everything.

With a sigh of relief, Qianqiu closed his eyes easily, but said, "After all, it's just an illusion."

As soon as this sentence was said, all the injuries on Qianqiu's body had recovered, and his whole body was intact. He couldn't see that he had just been injured.

stood up, Qianqiu looked at Zhong Ye opposite and Qianli on the ground, and said, "Once you enter the road of immortality, there will be no ordinary fate from now on."

'buzz' 'Zhong Ye' and 'Qianli' finally turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated invisible.

Yes, the scene Qianqiu met just now is still in the fantasy. If Qianqiu hadn't used the seven-star eyes in the end, he might have really died under his own demon.

Although the fake Zhong Ye and Qian Li disappeared, the fantasy has not disappeared, and Qianqiu is still in this fantasy.

Qianqiu looked up at the sky and saw a small golden crack at the top of his head. Qianqiu looked at the green sword in his hand and said, "We should go out."

Then, Qingfeng pointed straight to the sky, and then suddenly stabbed out. There was no gorgeous moves, no surging sword spirit, only an ordinary stab, as if he had a rhinoceremon, as if he had understood something.

The tip of the sword touched the crack with golden light, and the crack suddenly opened. The scene in front of him changed again. Qianqiu returned to the stone peak in the valley. Qianqiu was still pointing to the sky at this time, and his body stayed in mid-air, but it did not fall, because the wisp of golden light at the tip of the sword has been hanging the Qingfeng sword and Qianqiu in the air. .

In the dark sky, the thunder was no longer there, only a dark one. Suddenly, a huge golden beam of light fell from the sky, covering Qianqiu in it.

The golden light is warm, and there is also a golden light in the purple house. The sword elixir is slowly repaired by the golden light, and the spiritual power is also sufficient and full.

Qianqiu knows that a breakthrough is imminent.

Close his eyes and slowly run the mind method of "Hunyuan Sword Secret". He still doesn't know what the golden light covering him is for the time being, but he knows that his body is slowly absorbing this golden light.

The vision in the sky gradually disappears, and people in the cloud world are still unknown, but some people know it.

"What's going on with this vision?" Tian Xuanzi pondered.

"A hundred years ago, when the vision disappeared, the whole cloudy world was full of winds, rain and winds. This situation has lasted for seven days, but now, this has not happened, that is to say, the last one was a failure, and this time it was a success." Lu Ji said.

"Who the hell is that? How can it be so powerful?" Changkong sighed.

"Alas... Naturally, we can't get in touch with such people. Zhong Ye said.

"Let's go back." Tian Xuanzi said that since it was over, there was no point in staying here any more.

"Look." Suddenly, a disciple shouted.

Tian Xuanzi, who was about to leave, stopped and looked at the clear sky, but then his face was shocked.

In the sky, the virtual shadow of a sword rose slowly. No one knew the sword. All they knew was that when they looked at the sword, they unconsciously had an impulse to worship.

When the sword rose to the middle of the sun, everyone found that all the weapons, knives, guns, swords and halberds around them were separated from their original positions at this moment, and all of them automatically floated into the air, as if they were worshipping the sword in the sky.

Diyuezong, some disciples were preparing to return to the place where they lived, but suddenly, a huge force came from their hands. The weapons they had used for many years automatically broke away from them and then flew into the air. At this time, they saw the sword in the sky.

At the same time, whether in the mortal world or in the leisure world, all the weapons and magic weapons have left the hands of their masters and rose into the air.

The whole cloud world is full of countless magic weapons floating in the sky, dense, and centered on the sword in the sky.

Somewhere on an unknown mountain, the indifferent old man was also shocked at this time.

"Master, this... How... What's the matter?" Behind the old man, a young man looked at the floating weapons and asked in a blank way.

The old man looked at the sky, sighed and said, "Alas... In the world of clouds and famine, a great figure will appear again soon.

"Master?" The young man doesn't seem to understand the old man's words.

"The swordsman, the emperor of hundreds of soldiers. This person seems to be a kendo man, and he has just survived the disaster. Since then, there has been no such taboo as July 7 in the wilderness world, but there is a strong man. The old man said.

Once the taboo is broken, it is no longer taboo.