Chapter 753

In the ancient battlefield, the cold wind roared, and in the cold night, the sword light soared into the sky. It was so magnificent that it was hard to look directly at it.

Nirvana reappeared, the peak is unique, the sword rain passes, destroying the mountain and breaking the stone, the eyes are full of nihility.

The sword, which is rare in the world, is majestic. Nine days and ten places are illuminated by the light of the sword, and thousands of miles are lost.

In the sword style, the moon weaving goddess's color is slightly coagulated, and the silver light of the sword in her hand is extremely bright. She inverts the water and the moon and absorbs the spirit of heaven and earth. Suddenly, the void turns over and everything falls down.

Unimaginable power, a heavy sword light affected, scattered all sides.

Bang, a drama shock, the last few Epee body, moon Weaver horizontal sword block move, rumbling vibration, body sliding out of ten feet.

When the red umbrella landed, it was stained with a trace of dust. Under the moonlight, the picturesque and beautiful woman's green silk floated up. Her body lingered in the moon, and her martial arts broke out several times in an instant.

The moon Weaver's eyes look at the bright moon in the sky. Her brows wrinkle slightly. After a moment, she steps to one side and picks up the red umbrella again.

The paper umbrella blocked the moonlight, and the power of the moon Weaver Girl gradually subsided and recovered.

The short interval, the artistic conception of the war, not far away, Ning Chen did not take the opportunity to attack, quietly waiting for the second game.

Just as the war is about to start again, the color of the goddess of moon weaving changes slightly, and the lotus steps step away in vain.

"Zhiming Hou, this is the end of the day, goodbye in the future"

the words fell, the red light went away, disappeared in the night

Ning Chen saw this, his eyes narrowed, what's the matter.

Thousands of miles away, demons roll. In the world destroyed by the power of destruction, the butterfly in blue is struggling. The wings of the butterfly in blue exude a black smell, and its power is more and more terrible.

The red light converges, and the moon Weaver spreads her magic Qi with her sword. Her figure sweeps in and turns her palm to coagulate yuan. The mighty Qi is forced into the former's body.

When the true Qi enters the body, the power of Jiuyou swallowing the demon Scripture gradually becomes stable, and the butterfly wings dissipate into the butterfly body.

"Butterfly in flowers, you must follow me"

it's indisputable that the moon weaver girl raised her hand to seal the former's breath, immediately stepped forward and swept away from the ancient immortal realm.

Jiuyou's swallowing the magic Scripture has been lost for a long time. She doesn't know where the butterfly in the flower comes from, but it's a way to practice this method. Either she will swallow the original power of thousands of innocent creatures all the time, or she will let the swallowing power of the magic Scripture eat her own body.

This world can't accommodate the next one who practices this magic Sutra. Once the venerable masters of the star realm free their hands, the next one to deal with is the butterfly in the flower.

"Dong"

in the depth of the battlefield, the bell rings again, and the aftershocks reverberate throughout the ancient battlefield.

The butterfly in the flower looks back and looks at the figure in plain clothes in the distance. Tears flash in her eyes and fall quietly.

Thousands of miles away, Ning Chen felt, looking back, however, only the empty sky, so quiet.

"When will the obsession of all living beings end"

outside the ancient battlefield, the moon Weaver Girl sighed softly. A moment later, she took the butterflies in the flowers and walked away.

"Dong"

in the battlefield, the bells are ringing one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, one after another, passing by and rushing towards the direction of the origin of the bells.

In the starry sky, the emperor appeared in silver clothes, and the gorgeous and matchless clothes and the silver pearl curtain mask all showed the dignity of his identity.

"Your Highness"

should salute the Qianjiang River.

"The ninth son of the Mohist family opened the ancient battlefield instead of the son of heaven's choice, and the next days will change with it. I need to recover my strength and prepare for the sacrifice of life.".

"Yes"

Ying Qianjiang respectfully took orders.

In the depth of the battlefield, in the mountains, the bell rang out, I don't know where, I don't know where.

The bell rings eleven times and stops immediately. Under the cold moon, in the circling mountains, the rusty broken spears are stuck in the earth. Thousands of them come from ancient times. Under the aftershocks of the bell, they are strangely preserved.

Half an hour later, the shadows came from different directions and swept into the mountains.

There are huge invisible mountains in the world, stretching for more than ten thousand li. The entry of human beings is just like a drop in the ocean, which can't stir up any disturbance.

Plain clothes show, into the mountain, looking at the front of a set of stone pillars, without much hesitation, the figure skimmed, speed forward.

Previously, he had been blocked by the moon weaving girl, so he had to go as soon as possible.

So far, he has never heard that there is a real fourth realm in Tianwaitian. Maybe he can find some clues this time.

It's only the day after tomorrow, the day after birth, the day after birth, the day after birth, the day after birth, and the day after the three fairylands.

However, it is said that there is also a fourth realm of great accomplishment on the top of stepping on immortals. However, it exists in ancient times and is not visible today.

According to him and the owner of Xiaoyue, the fourth realm may be the critical point for mortals to rise.Therefore, the true immortal in the legend is likely to be a great practitioner in or above the fourth realm.

"Dong"

half an hour later, the bell rings again. At midnight in the middle of the month, the bell rings twelve times in succession, and sound waves come out of the mountains and spread all over the ancient battlefield.

The bell is now ringing. In the mountains and in the void, a huge bronze ancient bell appears. No one knocks and rings. After tens of millions of years, it has not changed at all.

"Donghuangzhong"

looking at the shadow of the ancient clock in the void, a star domain dignitary's face changed, and the treasure of the Lord of the eastern fairy kingdom was here.

Among the four fairylands, the most powerful one is undoubtedly the East fairyland, and the leader of the East fairyland is the most powerful one in the world. Even the queen mother of the west, who is in charge of the West fairyland, is a little inferior.

In ancient times, there were two treasures in the eastern fairy kingdom, one was the sword of killing immortals, the other was the bell of the Eastern Emperor.

Unexpectedly, with the collapse of the eastern fairy kingdom, the East emperor bell, which disappeared together, appeared in this ancient battlefield.

After the twelve rings of the bell, the shadow of the ancient bronze bell in the sky gradually faded away. At this time, several figures rose up in the sky and joined hands to lock the shadow of the ancient bell.

"Dong"

when the breath of the four people touched the shadow of the clock, the ancient clock suddenly vibrated again, a terrible wave swung open, and the four people nearby collapsed, blood and bones all over the sky.

In the mountains, a visitor's face suddenly changed, and no one urged him. How could donghuangzhong still have such powerful power.

On a mountain peak, Wu Qingying looks at the ancient bronze bell on the void. With a wave of his slim hand, a half height red harp appears in front of him. Immediately, his slim hand pulls the string and the invisible immortal sound spreads out.

Xianyin comes, heaven and earth forbid it. The moment when the ancient bell is blocked by Qinbo, the Donghuang bell vibrates, and Xianyin collapses in an instant.

The aftershocks are reflected. Wu Qingying's steps falter and vomit out a mouthful of vermilion. Looking at the shadow of the clock above the void, the beautiful face shows the color of shock. The clock is alive.

In the other direction, the green light converges, the star mark is full of bow, the arrow light will come out, and one hand stops in front.

"Don't try again, this clock is too strange, easy to move, it is likely to lead to backfire," Mu qianshang Ning said.

"Just wait?" The setting star sinks a voice way.

"There is still a gap between our cultivation and those star domain masters. There is no need to have another conflict with them because of an unknown ancient clock. Let's wait and see the change," Mu qianshang said.

Luo Xingchen nodded, thought about it, and said, "Zhiming, why don't you see any movement from him? He should have arrived earlier than us"

"maybe he was delayed by something, or maybe he arrived earlier. He was watching the situation like us"

mu qianshang answered uncertainly, and a slight worry flashed between his eyebrows. He was also worried about it They are different, they can not care about these things, but they can not.

The three bodies are of one mind, and the body of knowing life is less than one hundred years old. One body falls, and three bodies fall. Even if he is forbidden by time, he can't wait for the immortal peach tree to blossom and bear fruit.

There is no solution to this dilemma unless he can break the destiny that mortals can't step on immortals. However, the reason why destiny is called destiny is that it is the will of heaven and no one can violate it.

Zhiming knew the threat of zhongzun, but he still entered the battlefield regardless. It must be for this.

"Shenji, help me"

at the other end of the mountain, a woman in a white dress opens her mouth and whispers.

"Have you thought about it?"

Void rolling, Shenji out, looking at the woman, calm way.

"This bell I must get"

the way of the moon worshiper.

"As you wish"

in the voice, Shenji's body is full of purple light, and his clothes are flying. The whole world is turned into a chessboard, and the stars are the pieces. When he raises his hand, the stars move and the moon moves.

All sides of the mountain, the public see this, look is a condensation, no longer hesitant, immediately shot.

All of a sudden, a path of brilliance rose up from the sky, penetrating the sky and the earth. The true atmosphere rose to the utmost, shaking the stars.

When all the worshippers join hands, the Qi passes through the sky and presses the ancient bell above the void. The dispute between the immortals and utensils is very hot.

"Dong"

the bell vibrates, and the sound wave diffuses circle after circle, blocking the breath of the venerable.

At the moment of stalemate, in the hands of the worshiper of the moon, a chessboard appeared. Above the nine heavens, the stars fell, and black and white pieces flew to all sides of the heaven and earth, turned into patterns, and suppressed the forces of all sides.

One machine takes the lead. The figure of the worshipper of the moon sweeps before the ancient clock, and his hands refine the power of the wind and cloud to lock the ancient clock.

"This clock, I want it"

at this moment, the silver light converges in the void, the emperor goes out of the sky, turns his hand to gather yuan, and the majestic power beats the forward.

As soon as the worshipper's face sank, his hand turned and his palm turned to greet him.

In front of the altar, the figures kneeling on their knees are pounded to pieces. The sacrifice of life has spread its strength through time and space to the ancient battlefield.With the power of life coming into the body, the light in the eyes of Emperor Ming suddenly flourished, and the palm power was raised several times. With a thump, the venerable person in front of him flew away.

"Er"

from a hundred feet away, the worshipper of the moon held his body, vomited blood, and looked at the man in silver in front of him, shocked.

Who is this man and how can he have such terrible strength.

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