Chapter 708

The strong wind of Jianfeng continued, startling the Iron Eagle to fly further away, but did not disperse those thick clouds.

Ping Yongjia sat on the ground with her eyes closed. Her breath was gentle and quiet, as if she had fallen asleep, but her right hand still pointed to the East, as if telling the world - look, how bright the sun is!

There was friction and sand rolling everywhere between the cliffs. Countless swords flew out again and hovered in the surrounding sky, just like arranging an array.

Zhao Layue knew that this was not the reappearance of Castle Peak sword array, but only the prototype.

Qing'er looked at her and said, "with his temperament, he can bear to explain to you for so long at this critical moment. It seems that you are really different from him."

Zhao Layue didn't speak. She looked at the sword cave on the cliff of liangforgetting peak and was silent. Her expression was in a trance.

The wind calmed down, and the sword peak was illuminated by several sword lights.

Nan forgot, Guangyuan immortal and the three elders who came out of Yinfeng fell in the mountains.

They did not speak or even close to the place where Ping Yongjia was sitting. They chose a cliff and sat down. This is the meaning of Dharma protection.

A thin thread grew out of the cloud and gradually woven into a snowball like thing, which fell into Zhao Layue's arms with great accuracy.

Zhao Layue gently touched its head.

A Da rubbed her to comfort her and told her that it was difficult for that guy to die.

The wind suddenly blew again, and the clouds were swept up and went towards the sky.

The corpse dog appeared above the sea of clouds and looked at the world with cold eyes.

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There is a long distance between the Castle Peak and the East China Sea. Even the fastest frost sword can't reach it soon.

But today's sword light is special after all.

Not long after the cliff of liangforget peak was pierced, the sword light lit up the cliff by the East China Sea and the dark sky well.

The sword light fell between the frost and grass, and the clothes were light, showing the figure of Jing Jiu.

A Piao was very surprised and thought to himself, sir, why did you let me come here and then catch up with me? Is there anything else to explain?

"Where's Cao Yuan?" Jing Jiu asked with a slight eyebrow.

Now that he has made such an important decision and paid such a high price, he must fully grasp the whole situation and dislike the occurrence of such accidents.

"The sword saint has entered the underworld." Tong Yan said.

Well nine looked at him and asked, "no?"

Tong Yan said, "master Ming's realm is too high..."

Jingjiu didn't listen to his explanation. He stretched out his hand and said, "give me the clock."

Jing Yunzhong is a magic weapon carried by Tan Zhenren. The reason why Jing Yunzhong appears in Tong Yan's hands is naturally due to the agreement reached between Jing Jiu and Tan Zhenren.

Tong Yan was silent for a moment, took out Jing Yunzhong and put it in his hand.

Looking at this picture, ah Piao felt a little unlucky, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Jing Jiu looked at the green curtain sedan and said, "younger martial sister, please suppress it here."

I don't know when he began to be very polite to the people in Shuiyue nunnery.

The light voice of the master of Shuiyue nunnery came from the green curtain sedan chair: "go."

A buzz.

Well nine disappeared from its place.

The sword light went to the East China Sea.

The sea breeze blew and the frost grass broke again.

The green curtain sedan floats up and hovers over the Tongtian well.

Countless tiny peach blossoms are in full bloom on the blue curtain, emitting an extremely fresh smell, such as silk, sealing the passage.

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There are countless huge waves in the depths of the sea, as if they had become a river, rushing towards somewhere.

The place where the endless sea water goes is the big vortex. With the roar, the blue and transparent water wall keeps collapsing and falling into the endless abyss.

The blue sea water was illuminated by a bright sword light. The giant subconsciously rubbed his eyes. When he saw the well nine looming in the waves, he couldn't help opening his mouth. His simple and honest face showed an incredible look. He thought how did you come so fast and more importantly, how did you come?

Not seen for hundreds of years, he will never forget what kind of person this friend is.

Well nine looked at the countless blood drops in the sky, felt the ferocious breath in it, and couldn't help but slightly eyebrow.

This morning, he picked his eyebrows more than he had done in his long life.

The sky killing array is really powerful and terrible. Especially after sacrificing with fire carp blood, it has the real ability to destroy heaven and earth.

But it still can't stop everything.

The sword light illuminated the sea, and with the last morning light, it passed through countless waves, tearing the sky killing array like tearing paper, and came to the center of the vortex.

Jingjiu stood in the mist, looked at the sea water pouring down to the underworld, raised his eyebrow again, turned his right hand and took out the qingtianjian.

The rising sun is brighter than before. The sun shines on the blue sky mirror and reflects into a bright light column. There are extremely complex patterns around the light column. If you look carefully, you can find that the so-called patterns are actually composed of very small Scripture spells.

If Zen Zi is here at this time, he will find that he uses the art of Zen mirror, which he is best at, and there is the smell of mirror division of mirror sect, which is more sophisticated.

The light column emitted by qingtianjian, with slowly flowing scriptures and spells around, shines into the deepest part of Tongtian kill array.

Those blood beads that coagulate the spirit of monster blood suddenly melt when they meet the light column.

There was a very dark flame in the depths of the sky killing array. It was erratic. It was suddenly illuminated by the light column and couldn't move at once.

A moment later, the dim flame came back along the light column and was collected into the blue sky mirror by him.

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The world in qingtianjian is as usual, there is no more sky fire.

The street was full of tourists, and the sticks in the Yamen sounded like thunder. The robbers looked far away in the mountains. There were tears on the watchman's face. Zhang's house screamed, and then the cry shook the sky. Several ladies were crying and secretly looked at the Yongquan well. They thought that the old man actually began to vomit blood. Is it really bad? How can I use blood in this well?

Master Zhang's breath was very weak, but his hands were still holding the edge of the well, refused to be helped away, and stared into the well.

The blood he vomited flowed down the well wall and could not be seen soon, but he knew that the blood had melted into the well water.

Those blood gradually drifted away in the clear well water, gradually condensed and turned into a ball, and then gradually produced some protrusions. One of the protrusions trembled slightly, and some fine lines appeared on the surface. It looked like a fin!

With the loss of time, the shape of the blood became more and more clear, and turned into a muddy red carp!

Master Zhang's weak body didn't know where to get a powerful force. He suddenly stood up straight and shouted, "pick up the fish!"

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The red carp was picked up and carefully put into a gold basin.

Old master Zhang took the golden basin into the ancestral hall, closed the door and prohibited anyone from peeping, even his favorite little granddaughter.

The outside of the ancestral hall was full of people. The descendants of Zhang Jia looked at the closed wooden door of the ancestral hall and looked very dignified, thinking what had happened?

The ladies who were worried that the well water could no longer be used gathered together in the corner and whispered, vaguely hearing words such as evil and ominous.

After this toss, old man Zhang was already very tired. He sat on the ground in front of the incense table and looked at the red carp in the golden basin. His face was full of tension.

The red carp is very listless. Its body is crooked from time to time. It seems that it may die at any time.

"Old man, is that you?" Master Zhang asked with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Who else can I be..." the red carp said weakly, "I said, are you going to wash your hands with my bath water? So frugal? "

Master Zhang said blankly, "what do you mean?"

The red carp's voice was full of anger and helplessness: "don't say it's a golden basin, even if it's a real cornucopia, it's too small!"

Its feeble tail suddenly touched the basin wall, the fish lips suddenly rounded, squeezed and screamed: "his m... It hurts! Change a big place for me! "

Master Zhang quickly got up, pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and shouted, "bring me the bucket for bathing... Then who... Dig a pond in the yard!"

People all heard the cry of carp just now, and their faces turned pale with fear.

At this time, listening to the old man's orders, he dared not stop and hurried out.

The door of the ancestral hall is open.

The golden basin is at the bottom, the incense table is at the top, and the smoke is slowly.

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"AGA!"

The voice of the giant came in from outside the sky killing array, just like thunder.

Jingjiu knew that he was reminding himself that the scope of the sky killing array was too large, and it would take too long to melt it with the light of the Buddha.

Then use the sword.

The waves were suddenly quiet, and a bright sword light walked through the sea at an unimaginable speed, drawing countless lines in the sky.

Countless thin holes appear on the blue water wall, just like the beach behind the rain.

Countless blood beads in the dense sky broke into flowers in turn, and then purified by the sword light.

No matter how grand things are, they are composed of countless details, and that sword light is best at cutting off the connection between all the details in the world.

The sword light passed between the sky and the sea, which could not be seen clearly by the naked eye.

The sky killing array, which was extremely terrible and powerful enough to destroy the sky and the earth, gradually stopped running at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then dissipated from the edge.

In fact, it didn't take long for the unimaginable sword light itself.

When the speed is fast to a certain extent, there will be some magical changes in the rules of heaven and earth.

At this time, in Jing Jiu's eyes, the morning light on the sea seems to have become a fragment of existence. It seems to have a length and a kind of strange beauty.

He looked at the morning light and was in a different mood. Elder martial brother likes to destroy the world, and you like to save the world... But what's the meaning of such a tired thing? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.