Chapter 413 Death
Surpassing Li Feichen, if it is not difficult in terms of cultivation and strength, sooner or later, this goal will be achieved in the long river of time. But the difficulty is to refine the state of mind. Who can run into Li Feichen's tough and indifferent character?
Only those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to red are red.
Only when you get along with people like Li Feichen who have great power and great wisdom can they be affected by and infected by them through the changes of time can they achieve this personality. Therefore, in only a thousand years, Feichen has grown into a strong state of mind and can see through everything.
Human nature lies in change and improvement, and Feichen has this. In its advantages, it derives a temperament that surpasses the other party. That is a personal defect. It is the defects that talents will progress and grow.
And Li Feichen has no defects and no place to modify. Everything he does is according to the rules. He wanders around day and night and loses his heart for change. Therefore, in the thousands of years of Taixu, he lost to the later Feichen. Although Li Feichen also realized it after a thousand years later, he realized it too late. After all, he lost Feichen and integrated into it with the other party as the main soul.
The fusion of the souls of the two immortals in the late period, the colorful holy light in a moment, galloping like a fierce horse in the whole Taixu Holy Land, and all the rejection and contradictions came again. The fierce struggle hit the periphery of the Taixu Holy Land, and the wall that was smashed slowly cracked. It seems that it will not take long for this place to collapse completely...
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Before the main road gate.
The sword in the hand of Tianmo rose to the sky and turned into ninety-nine fierce swords, slanting towards the north of the main gate!
And Ditian did not have any hesitation. As soon as he pinched the sword secret, the small disk behind his back trembled, and suddenly flew out. He didn't know how many black swords. It could be seen that he had eliminated the chaotic atmosphere of Tongtiandongfu in advance.
Two masters who have reached the peak of the later period of the immortals and reached the realm of Huajing exerted pressure at the same time. Bei Li and twelve immortal monks took out magic weapons to fight. Under such a lineup, of course, the array is needed, otherwise this group of people will disappear in a moment.
It's either arraying or the field ofyong fa to deal with it. Bei Li Zhenren's concentration and patted the sword on the back. The sword bag opened, and a green, red and blue tricolor sword flew out. This sword was dazzling and made the earth shine brightly!
Bei Lijian was in his hand, took out a small turtle in his arms, and walked around the twelve people. After the tip of the sword, he shouted: "Qingfeng, white clouds, tomorrow!" Let's get up!"
After the spell is said, a huge spirit turtle rises in the whole range. The spirit turtle grows on the soil and relies on the boulder to make a shell. The turtle shell is all green, the head is red, and the four claws are dark blue, which is extremely strange. And the little turtle in his hand has long disappeared, and it seems that it has turned into the giant turtle.
There are dozens of mountains on the back of this turtle. There is a formation somewhere in the mountain stream. Twelve people presided over the formation. Bei Li manipulated it and resisted the ninety-nine fierce swords of the devil that day.
This turtle is also big enough to measure, because it is more than 30 miles in size. People stand on it. As long as the position is more biased, it is difficult to find it. The key is that the turtle shakes and roars endlessly. Even if ordinary people get close to it, it is difficult to bear such power.
As soon as the ninety-nine fierce swords of Tianmo appeared, although it was extremely sharp, it disappeared without any effect after penetrating the turtle. The turtle was ordinary by the ninety-nine fierce swords and the black sword bell of the emperor. It is immortal. Perhaps in addition to trying to destroy it Only the kernel has a way to kill this turtle.
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Several people were fierce, but they didn't know that the black sword spirit around the Nuwa's colorful patching stone had gradually reflected the brilliance of the patching stone. The two things rotated each other regardless of each other, a white light and a black light, like a gossip yin and yang fish, swimming and spinning.
But the patch stone began to creak and slowly crack, and small pieces of pieces that were invisible to the naked eye fell on the ground. It seemed that they would disappear in less than a scented time.
"Feichen died, and Nuwa stone broke. It's really a pity that such an ending..." Zhong Xianzi has lived for many years, but Feichen's death still made her look quite strange. When she met a young man who is not afraid of Feichen, she is often so angry that she wants to vomit blood, but that kind of The casualness between friends and friends has been deeply rooted in her heart for a while.
"That's all. It's the last thing I'm going to do. Since you're dead, I'll let your wives have this yang lock demon pot, so as not to fly up with the treasure. Although it won't die for a while, what's the difference between it and closing?" Zhong Xianzi sighed and took the Yangqi lock demon pot in his hand.
"Wow... Why don't you feel sad when Feichen dies? He is obviously very good..." The green-haired and blue-eyed clever spirit knelt on the ground, covering his heart with one hand, and wiped tears that could not be materialized at all with the other's sleeves, crying, sad.
"Feichen...Master..." Qiaoyan is also bitter. At the earliest, she followed Feichen and went south to the north. She even began to feel happy as long as she followed him. Thinking about the long life in the future, she didn't expect that it had become a farewell now.
Tears flashed in her dark eyes. She was the hardest sword spirit among the four sword spirits, but at this time she was also paralyzed on the ground, frowning. The past was deeply imprinted in her heart, and only she could understand it.
"Why should I be sad? I have done what I should do, and don't forget that if it weren't for me, you wouldn't even have the strength to appear, let alone other treasures. Maybe you would have flown to find your own master. Fairy Zhong sneered, but two lines of tears couldn't help her falling down.
The three sword spirits looked at it and cried even more loudly.
Zhong Xianzi turned her back, blocked her crying, and released Qiaoer, Ye Caiyi, Jiang Ningxin, Mo Yuxi, Li Weiyu and You Qi women in the Yangqi lock demon pot.
"What...what's wrong? Why are you all crying?" Jiang Ningxin's eyebrows softened and she was infected. She was almost stunned on the spot.
"What about Feichen...?" Ye Caiyi looked around, but there was no shadow of Feichen.
The five women have been familiar with the Yangqi lock demon pot for a long time. As for Feichen, they have a cocoon in their ears. What kind of treasure does Feichen have? Who likes more? This lies in the Yangqi lock demon pot. Private things generally spread, and naturally they know a lot.
As soon as Qiaoer came out, she saw Feichen and no one, and Zhong Xianzi gritted her teeth with the pot in her hand and endured the tears like broken beads, and immediately cried out, and she didn't even understand what had happened.