Chapter 1355

Hearing the white haired figure here, the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi and Youquan had already looked frightened. The Tibetan king Chen Chuyi didn't expect that there was such a secret in the sect.

"Elder martial brother, what else do you know?"? Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, looked at the white haired figure and asked curiously.

"What else do I know? I also know that the world you go to is called tianwu world, which is a subsidiary of the cultivation world and the interface closest to our world. Their heaven and earth aura is just richer than ours."

"Our world, thousands of years ago, was called Yanhuang world. It was also an interface where many powerful people appeared."

"Twenty years ago, the heaven and earth you left behind changed and there will be natural disasters. I have learned from the master that it is because the prohibition of heaven and earth has been running for thousands of years. It has already reached the point where the oil and light are dry. In these twenty years, it will collapse completely."

"The vision of heaven and earth not long ago is the precursor of the imminent collapse of the prohibition of heaven and earth. At that time, our Yanhuang world will be exposed in front of all heaven and earth, our boundary river will be connected with tianwu world again, and the powers of Xiuzhen world can also come to our Yanhuang world through the transmission array."

"At that time, the whole Yanhuang world will fall into disaster."

After talking so much in one breath, the white haired figure seemed to be thirsty. With one move, the stars around him turned into a cup of star wine and were poured into his stomach.

Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, was stunned and stared at the white haired figure. What the white haired figure said undoubtedly set off a storm in his heart.

"Elder martial brother, you know all this!" After a long time, the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi finally opened his mouth, his voice trembled and said, "why didn't you tell me that year?"

"Tell you? Hehe, what can I do if I tell you?" Hearing the speech, the white haired figure raised a sneer of disdain at the corners of his mouth: "didn't you know the truth of these things? What was your final choice? Give up the ten Temple hell, abandon the younger martial sister and be alone."

"If you had chosen to tell us about the tianwu world and let everyone in the ten halls of hell carry it together, you would have really regarded us as a family, but you didn't do so!"

"If you are willing to say, I may go to the sect gate and persuade the master to let us use the Lingquan together to help the cultivation of the ten hall hell souls to go further and kill into the tianwu world together. It's a pity..."

At last, the white haired figure shook his head, and his tone was full of disdain.

"Elder martial brother, you're right. I was really cowardly back then." After being silent for a while, Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, slowly raised his head, lit up a light in his clear eyes, and said solemnly on his face.

"So, I've been thinking, don't let what happened in those years happen again. Now there are faint signs of collapse in the prohibition of heaven and earth. When our Yanhuang world is exposed in front of all heaven and earth, those weak people are destined to become fish."

"This hot and yellow world is our root. We can't watch it and become a place for the strong in the world to compete for resources."

The white haired figure snorted coldly and said, "in those days, when you established the ten halls of hell, you took the protection of China as an excuse. Now do you want us to help you on the grounds of protecting the Yanhuang world? Ridiculous!"

"I'm just coming to end my grudges with you today."

After that, he stopped talking nonsense and burst into an amazing sword momentum. The light among the stars in his hand soared. The next second, his body moved, and the sword of stars in his hand pointed directly at the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi and waved it away.

When the star sword was waved, a magnificent star sword was shot out of the sword body, cutting through the void and roaring away.

Seeing the magnificent star sword sweeping in, Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, became dignified. A firm look flashed in his eyes. A surge of magnificent spiritual power surged out of his body and quickly poured into the hot sun sword in his hand.

Boom!

With the influx of magnificent spiritual power, the sword of the scorching sun suddenly burst into amazing light. The next second, the sword of the scorching sun in the hands of the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi waved, and the dazzling light of the scorching sun suddenly swept away at the star sword.

In the blink of an eye, the two swords collided with each other under the gaze of everyone.

Boom!

In an instant, a deafening crash sounded in the air, and a violent force ripple spread in all directions from between the two collisions.

Then, when the two figures moved, they disappeared in place. When they reappeared, they were already fighting together. One star and two long swords collided madly every day.

In the blink of an eye, they fought for hundreds of rounds.

The quiet spring on one side stared at the two men who were fighting, and his eyes were full of shock and shock: "I didn't expect that in these 20 years, the strength of adults has reached such a terrible level, and the sword of soldier demon adults is extremely fierce and unfathomable!"

After another hundred rounds, the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi and the white haired shadow chamber stood up. Their breathing became urgent. Their clothes were ragged and their hair was messy. Half of the cloth was removed from the cuff of the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi's right hand.

However, the image of the white haired figure was not beautiful. His trousers were cut to pieces, and there was a hole in the chest of his coat.

At the mouth of the tiger holding the sword, a blood line slipped slowly and soaked their right hands.

"For so many years, I haven't experienced the feeling of bleeding for a long time." Aware of the pain and blood coming from the tiger's mouth, the white haired figure raised a radian around his mouth and said faintly:

"In this world, in addition to the master, only you can hurt me!"

"Elder martial brother, you and I know very well that our master comes from the same school. Whether it's sword moves or the number of moves are the same. If we continue to fight, we will only lose both sides..." Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, looked directly at the white haired figure and said faintly.

The white haired figure smelled the speech, showed a bitter smile on his face, and whispered: "yes, we were born in the same school. From small to large, I learned the same things as you, almost two mirrors, but why, younger martial sister likes you, not me..."

"Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, was silent when he heard the speech.

In those days, he and the eldest martial brother also ate and lived together, practiced together, mischievous together, and were punished by the master, but such days can no longer be returned.

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