He saw his body falling backwards and landing on the Traceless Sword.
His spirit slowly floated up and landed above Mo Qianqiu's head.
Mo Qianqiu had a resolute look on his face, and the spiritual energy around him was surging like a tight whirlpool.
Mo Qianqiu's sword formation was right on the tip of the sword, but because there was no spirit entering the formation, it was only the size of a grain of rice.
Under the heavy owl sword formation, it was like dust against the sky.
Lu Xiaochan rushed into Mo Qianqiu's sword formation without hesitation.
The moment I entered the formation, I didn't feel any pain at all. It was as if I had entered another world without any constraints, free and spacious.
He shared the same feelings as Mo Qianqiu.
Mo Qianqiu's former youthful carefreeness, the distress and depression of being trapped by the Wanxiang Lock, the sudden enlightenment when Li Che enlightened him, the freedom and comfort of traveling around Dongxu with Li Che, and even the painful self-blame of having to watch Li Che's demise in the end, all became like Lu Xiaochan's emotions.
Thousands of years ago, Lu Xiaochan was not the only one who experienced separation of life and death.
The same is true for Mo Qianqiu.
Isn't it the pain of losing the person you want to protect the most like being burned by the fire of karma
Today, let you and I protect each other with our lives!
Mo Qianqiu let out a low roar and closed his eyes, not wanting to look at the sword formation formed by Hao Fu, just to prevent his heart from being trapped by the other party.
In his Danhai, huge waves rose up, enveloping Lu Xiaochan's spirit and breaking through numerous restraints. It was not a struggle, not for proof, and not for a battle of victory or defeat, but to reach a place that was not trapped by obsession.
He knew too well why Hao Fu started this fight in front of Lu Xiaochan.
Because Hao Fu knew that witnessing Lu Xiaochan’s reduction to ashes with his own eyes was Mo Qianqiu’s greatest obsession!
After the battle between immortals and demons, Mo Qianqiu spent countless days and nights wondering what would have happened if he had reached the realm of no intention back then? Would Xiaochan still sacrifice herself for justice? How painful was the chaos fire
This has been his biggest shackle for thousands of years, preventing him from ever breaking into the realm of the great trend.
But today, Hao Fu wants him to feel the pain of the past again, but Lu Xiaochan gives him the courage to face his own persistence!
So what if you have obsession in your heart
I am grateful for my obsession. It is because I want to protect him so much that I will be stronger than every previous self!
The Chongjun Sword Formation came like a tidal wave, and Lu Xiaochan's spirit rushed out from the Qianqiu Sword Formation!
In this battle, the spiritual energy was vast and powerful, and the Chongjun sword formation was unstoppable, constantly destroying Lu Xiaochan's spirit.
Mo Qianqiu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand and pushed hard on the hilt with his left hand. The spiritual energy continuously attached to his sword and rushed into the sword formation.
For every bit of Lu Xiaochan's soul that was destroyed by the Chongjun Sword Formation, Mo Qianqiu would restore it.
However, the momentum of the mountains and rivers was being sucked into the Chongjun Sword Formation more and more fiercely, as if thousands of mountains were roaring!
Lu Xiaochan’s soul was about to be pressed back into the center of the formation, and Mo Qianqiu’s spiritual energy was about to be exhausted.
He didn't want to regret it anymore, nor did he want to imagine countless "what ifs".
If the spiritual energy is exhausted, the flesh and blood will regenerate the spiritual energy!
Mo Qianqiu almost bit his teeth to pieces, his fingers gripping the hilt of the sword were trembling, and his finger bones were about to be shattered by his own spiritual energy.
Mo Qianqiu was suppressed by Hao Fu and stepped back suddenly. It happened that Lu Xiaochan was lying on the Wuhen Sword and gently touched Mo Qianqiu's back with the back of her hand.
The weak touch is the most powerful support.
Hao Fu was extremely talented, and his cultivation was nearly a thousand years higher than Mo Qianqiu's. He knew that no matter how many times he fought with Hao Fu on the Questioning Immortal Platform, the result would be the same.
But this time it’s different, the little cicada comes.
No matter how many years have passed, Lu Xiaochan is still Lu Xiaochan. She never avoids, retreats or gives in, and she is calm in the face of life and death.
Hao Fu smiled and said, "Qianqiu, your Danhai is getting weaker and weaker. For the sake of your original breath, you never saw me again, which led to the trouble today! If you insist on it, you will run out of energy!"
Mo Qianqiu's internal energy was in chaos, as if towering mountains were being carried on his shoulders.
But he can bear this heavy burden!
People say that his Qianqiu Sword is the magic sword among the righteous because it borrows the spirits of all living things.
But they don’t know that the real name of the Qianqiu Sword is the Yuling Sword, which does not mean to control all living things in the world, but to follow the lead of all living things!
Mo Qianqiu sighed in his heart - Xiaochan, it's actually no big deal to admit that you are weak.
"Do you know that when I borrow the spirit of the cicada, I am borrowing the water power of the world?"
Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes and looked at Hao Fu with a curled mouth.
At that moment, Hao Fu's brows trembled. In the darkness, the waves rolled, as if they were going to defy the heavens!
Rivers and seas converge, all waters return to their source.
Lu Xiaochan's soul was filled with water, like a pouring ocean, and it held up the Chongjun Sword Formation.
Mo Qianqiu's sword formation changed instantly, and its power increased dramatically.
No matter how powerful the mountains, rivers and veins are, how can they defeat Lu Xiaochan, whose mind is one with Mo Qianqiu
Mo Qianqiu borrowed Lu Xiaochan's spirit, and Lu Xiaochan was in tune with the water veins of the world. The Qianqiu Sword, which was originally only able to control the spirits of living beings, now possessed the water power of the world thanks to Lu Xiaochan.
The flood is boundless. The more you try to intercept and suppress it, the more ferocious it becomes.
Mo Qianqiu's Danhai, which had long been exhausted, seemed to have poured into an endless river and sea. His body could not bear it and it rushed out violently.
This was the first time that Mo Qianqiu used such a sword formation, which was violent and varied.
He has been practicing for more than a thousand years, and others say that he is willful and reckless, but how many people know what he cares about and what he wants in his heart
Xiaochan, thank you for making me feel truly at ease!
Mo Qianqiu pushed the hilt of the sword with his palm, and the majestic formation rushed forward. Lu Xiaochan's spirit was wrapped in huge waves and rushed into the Chongjun Sword Formation unscrupulously!
Hao Fu only felt an irreversible force rushing towards him. There was not a trace of murderous intent, but it swept across the heaven and earth and penetrated into the force of the mountains and rivers that he borrowed. It passed by gracefully, and the Chongjun Sword Formation was broken!
Hao Fu opened his eyes wide and watched Lu Xiaochan's soul coming towards him, rushing into his body, detaining the Demon Lord Lu Li, and dragging him out of his body.
Hao Fu raised his head, as if he saw a sky full of stars from the endless void, and then he collapsed due to exhaustion.
Lu Li struggled desperately, Mo Qianqiu raised his sword flower, and Lu Xiaochan's spirit quickly returned to the sword formation.
Mo Qianqiu flew away on his sword, and with a sweep of the sword, a sword formation flew out diagonally, determined to split the entire hopeless land in half.
Lu Li was instantly trapped in the formation. Mo Qianqiu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and his fingertips stroked the sword body. Lu Xiaochan's spirit in the sword formation changed instantly, and water rushed out from the center of the formation again. Thousands of troops rushed forward, and the trembling of the Hopeless Land caused the Chongluan Palace thousands of miles above to tremble as well.
Lu Li turned into endless murderous aura, but was enveloped and disintegrated by the flood. He howled miserably, and was finally refined by Mo Qianqiu in one go.
The spiritual energy that the sword formation could not contain surged in all directions, and Lu Li finally condensed into a deep blue elixir. Mo Qianqiu raised the sword, and it fell right on the tip of the sword.
He applied a little force with his fingertips, and the elixir rolled down from the tip of the sword and was blocked by the hilt.
Picking up the elixir, Mo Qianqiu gently swung the sword and whispered, "Restore the spirit!"
Lu Xiaochan, who was lying on the Wuhen Sword, took a breath and suddenly opened his eyes.
The surroundings were still dark, only Mo Qianqiu's spiritual light was as bright as the moon in the night, very dazzling.
Lu Xiaochan rubbed his eyes. Mo Qianqiu came to his side, supported his back and helped him up.
"Are you OK?"
It's rare to see Mo Qianqiu looking so nervous.
Lu Xiaochan looked at him for a while and said, "Who are you?"
Mo Qianqiu was shocked and touched Lu Xiaochan's forehead: "This is the first time I borrowed the spirit of a living person. Is your spirit damaged? Or is there something wrong with my spirit return?"
Lu Xiaochan stared at Mo Qianqiu blankly, and Mo Qianqiu pressed him into his arms: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
Lu Xiaochan rested her chin on Mo Qianqiu's shoulder, but her eyes were looking at Hao Fu who was supported by the Chongjun sword in the distance.
He turned his face to the side, breathing weakly.
After all, his mind had been occupied by the Demon Lord Lu Li for so many years that it had been hollowed out long ago. Even if he had not been annihilated, his cultivation over the years would have been wasted.
Hao Fu looked at Mo Qianqiu's back and seemed to be in tears. He wanted to say something but he didn't have the strength.
Lu Xiaochan looked at his current appearance and for some reason didn't feel a trace of sympathy.
Perhaps it is because, in Lu Xiaochan's view, right and wrong are the judgments of others, while for oneself there is only a distinction between what you don't have to do and what you must do.
Hao Fu cared too much about what others thought, and lost his original heart, and thus lost everything.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaochan was hit hard on the back of her head.
Mo Qianqiu's unhappy voice sounded: "How long are you going to pretend, you little brat? I know you are fine!"
"Eh? How do you know I'm okay?" Lu Xiaochan straightened his back and stared at Mo Qianqiu with his round eyes.
"I borrowed your spirit to enter the sword formation. The power of the sword formation is so great, which shows that you have profound cultivation! You are not afraid of mountains and rivers when facing the heavy owl sword! What can you do?"
Mo Qianqiu flew up on his sword, and Lu Xiaochan lost the strength to support himself and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wuhen Sword arrived and supported him.
"Xiao Chan, we must hurry back to Chongluan Palace... Did you also refine a demon king?"
"Yes, it even transformed itself into Brother Wuxi to confuse me!"
Speaking of this, Lu Xiaochan was still very unhappy.
"Transformed into Shu Wuxi? It seems that you have a lot of inappropriate thoughts about Shu Wuxi!" Mo Qianqiu laughed.
Lu Xiaochan was unhappy: "What do you mean by 'inappropriate thoughts'? He is mine. He is mine in life and will be mine again after death. Naturally, I can have any thoughts about him!" Lu Xiaochan said as if it was a matter of course, "But what does the demon king feed on? How does it know how to transform into Brother Wuxi?"
"That is the demon king who feeds on lustful thoughts—Mi Yi."
"What ants?" Lu Xiaochan leaned over and asked.
"The 'Mi' in Miyiyin, and the 'Yi' in Meimi." Mo Qianqiu seemed to be mocking Lu Xiaochan for being illiterate.
"I'm blind and I've never learned to read!"
Mo Qianqiu was too lazy to joke with him and showed a serious face: "Since the two great demon kings have come out, it seems that the evil formation under the Chongluan Palace is extraordinary. We must hurry back immediately and let everyone leave!"
"Come on, the people of Xiyuan don't believe what you say. They think you are taking revenge on purpose!"
Mo Qianqiu came to the side of Hao Fu. The spiritual light of the Heavy Owl Sword became weaker and weaker. Mo Qianqiu bent down, grabbed Hao Fu's collar with one hand, pinched his cheek, and wanted to feed something into his mouth.
Lu Xiaochan was anxious: "Wait! Wait! Are you going to give the elixir you used to refine the Demon Lord Lu Li to... this guy? I won't allow it!"
Mo Qianqiu took out a small porcelain bottle from his belt and put a pill into Hao Fu's mouth.
"This is the elixir you made from the white hydrangea flowers. It can save his life. Let's take Hao Fu back and let him speak for himself!"
"That's good. Where is the elixir that you refined to kill Li?" Lu Xiaochan reached out to him.
Mo Qianqiu pressed into Lu Xiaochan's hand without any concern and said, "You are just greedy..."
Before he could finish his words, Lu Xiaochan pressed the elixir into Mo Qianqiu's mouth, and then patted it with spiritual energy to prevent him from spitting it out. In this way, the elixir entered Mo Qianqiu's inner palace.
“You…what are you doing…” Mo Qianqiu looked at Lu Xiaochan in surprise.
"Feed you!" Lu Xiaochan patted Mo Qianqiu's chest with the back of her hand, "I thought you had just entered the realm of great power! I didn't expect that your cultivation level has improved a lot, but your realm has not changed. You should quickly eat a magic pill to replenish your energy!"
Mo Qianqiu lowered his head and sighed: "I was originally..."
"It was originally left for me! I think this elixir will be more effective for you than for me. I am a lazy person who would rather sleep than practice, and I have my brother Wuxi by my side. But you are different! If you encounter such a dangerous situation again, you can't always borrow my spirit. But I don't feel at ease if you borrow someone else's spirit!"
"What are you worried about?"
"Worrying about the person who is by your side, who doesn't trust you enough, who isn't strong enough, who doesn't protect you as much as you want to protect him."
Mo Qianqiu smiled calmly: "How can there be so many Lu Xiaochan in the world? It's hard to ask for a one-time meeting."
After saying that, Mo Qianqiu carried Hao Fu on his shoulder with one hand, held his heavy sword with the other, and went upwards.
Lu Xiaochan followed behind him on his sword.
"Qianqiu, there is a question I have always wanted to ask you the answer to." Hao Fu asked.
"You ask." Mo Qianqiu said frankly.
"Do you hate me?"
The wind blew down from the top of his head, and Mo Qianqiu's hair became messy.
"No. I'm just disappointed in you."
Hao Fu smiled helplessly: "In your heart, Li Chejun is the most perfect. But where is there a perfect person in this world? It's just that he left you before he had the chance to disappoint you..."
Mo Qianqiu chuckled: "I lost to you in the battle at Wenxiantai that year. I told you 'I didn't do it'. You said to me 'I'm sorry'. Do you remember?"
"… remember… I will never forget it…"
Mo Qianqiu turned around and said to Lu Xiaochan behind him: "Xiaochan, if you were Haofu in the battle of Xiantai, would you have defeated me?"
"Yes! It's just a win or a loss, no need to let them win!" Lu Xiaochan said loudly, "But a win or a loss is a win or a loss! I beat you, but I will tell the world that I believe in you! Since everyone in the world wants to determine right and wrong based on winning or losing, then I will beat everyone in the world and see who among them doesn't believe in you!"
Hao Fu was stunned for a moment, and finally felt relieved.
In Mo Qianqiu's heart, winning or losing has never been important, and the same goes for reputation.
What he wanted, Hao Fu never understood.
The Chongluan Palace thousands of miles above shook three times, as if it was about to fall off the cliff. Some sects were extremely worried and had already resigned and wanted to leave the Chongluan Palace.
Miaochen Yuanjun raised his head, frowned, and watched the spirit butterflies in Chongluan Palace scatter in all directions as if they were frightened.
"Lin Shuang, something big might happen in the hopeless land. If it's not the evil people in the Demon City coming out of the crack in the ground, then there must be someone trying to break through. Come with me to investigate!"
Miaochen Yuanjun infiltrated his spiritual energy into Chongluan Palace and sensed the myriad evil spirits as well as the shock caused by Lu Xiaochan and Mo Qianqiu's battle with the Demon Lord.
"Yes." Ye Linshuang nodded.
Just as the two were about to fly their swords, Lord Shen Jie and Lord Qing Ling arrived.
"Jian Zong, please stay! Our uncle Master Faning Zhenjun and our junior brother Zhao Lanjun are missing!" said Shen Jiejun.
"And Mo Qianqiu and his disciples have also disappeared without a trace! Chongluan Palace is in turmoil, and the demons under the Xiyuan ground crack are ready to move. Maybe it is related to their disappearance!" Qingling Jun also said.
Miaochen Yuanjun thought for a moment and said, "Who proposed the selection of palm swordsmen in Xiyuan?"
"It's Uncle Master Faning! The three of us brothers don't get along, and he's in a lot of trouble!"
"Then Uncle Master arranged this battle at the Questioning Immortal Platform!"
Miaochen Yuanjun narrowed his eyes and said, "Something is wrong. Linshuang, follow me and enter the land of hopelessness immediately!"
"Yes, Master."
"Sword Sect, you have the highest cultivation level in Chongluan Palace, and all the sects follow your lead. If you all leave, there will be real chaos here!" Qingling Jun once again begged Miaochen Yuanjun to stay.
Miaochen Yuanjun turned his head, and his originally calm eyes suddenly became sharp.
"The battle of Wenxiantai is your excuse to lure the leaders and elites of various sects here, right? Now I have discovered that there are unusual movements in the Hopeless Land under Chongluan Palace, but you are stopping me from going to check it out. What is your conspiracy?"
Miaochen Yuanjun's spiritual energy surged, and a pure spiritual gale suddenly arose, shocking Chen Jiejun and Qing Lingjun out.
"If you don't tell the truth, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Ye Linshuang turned the scabbard upside down, revealing the blade of the Linshuang Sword. The cold air spread all over the sky, and ice crystals and frost flowers were faintly visible.
Qing Lingjun and Chen Jiejun immediately drew their swords, trying to restrain Ye Linshuang's Ninglong sword formation.
However, Ye Linshuang's cultivation was higher than the other two. Frost flowers flew around, and countless sword formations fell with the frost flowers, attaching to their bodies and hair, penetrating into their bodies. The sword formations were in their blood and bones, and they could not break free.
The two of them were overwhelmed and finally forced Ye Linshuang's sword formation out of his body. They worked together to draw their swords and blocked Miaochen Yuanjun's way.
Miaochen Yuanjun didn't take them seriously at all, and just said lightly: "Xiyuan's disciples are really useless."
She raised her sleeves and waved them, and her spiritual energy turned into sharp arrows, breaking through the sword formation of the two men.
Ye Linshuang followed closely behind Miaochen Yuanjun and flew out on his sword, but found that the void had been replaced and they could not reach the exit of Chongluan Palace.
"They really don't want us to leave."
Miaochen Yuanjun suddenly raised his arm and pressed Ye Linshuang behind him. A stream of spiritual energy came over him. Even though Miaochen Yuanjun tried to avoid it, his clothes were still torn apart by the spiritual energy.
"Who!" Ye Linshuang was about to launch a sword formation when a figure suddenly appeared and even Miaochen Yuanjun didn't react.
The opponent's hand suddenly clasped the hilt of the Linshuang Sword, pressed it down, and pushed the Linshuang Sword back into the scabbard.
Ye Linshuang suddenly realized that the other party’s purpose was not to sneak attack Miaochen Yuanjun, but him!
"senior-"
Miaochen Yuanjun opened his mouth, but before he could finish his words, Shu Wuxi grabbed Ye Linshuang's shoulder with one hand, turned around, and touched his toes on Miaochen's shoulder, then jumped up.
Miaochen Yuanjun immediately drew his sword. The red sword body seemed to be wrapped in rosy light. In an instant, the entire void was engulfed in flames. A sword formation chased Shu Wuxi, and a phoenix flew out from the sword formation, heading straight for Shu Wuxi's back.
Shu Wuxi flicked his finger backwards, and another sword formation appeared on his back. Clouds emerged and submerged the phoenix.
Miao Chen quickly changed the sword formation, but Shu Wuxi had already passed through the void and disappeared.
Shu Wuxi had just rushed out of the void when he saw a thousand-foot-deep crack in the ground of Xiyuan below him. The hopeless land seemed to have opened its mouth, as if it was about to leap up and swallow up the world.
Lu Shu flew over, Shu Wuxi carried Ye Linshuang, sat on Lu Shu's back, and headed towards the cliff opposite Chongluan Palace.
There was a man wearing a long white robe, who was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.
That is Lianyue Yuanjun.
When Lu Shu landed in front of him, Lianyue Yuanjun smiled.
“As expected, to bring the people out, only you, senior, can do it.” Lianyue Yuanjun bowed.
Shu Wuxi threw Ye Linshuang to the ground, and Lianyue Yuanjun reached out and caught it steadily.
"Uncle Master! Why is it you?! What on earth do you want to do?!"
Ye Linshuang pushed Lianyue Yuanjun, but Lianyue Yuanjun did not move at all.
"Do you know about the unusual movements in the Hopeless Land? Uncle Master, what exactly do you want to do?"
Lianyue Yuanjun smiled without answering, took out a Nine Revolutions Qiankun treasure box from her sleeve and threw it to Shu Wuxi.
"This is the treasure that controls the void of Chongluan Palace. Lu Xiaochan is right under the void, in a hopeless place. I deliberately set up many obstacles so that he would not fall directly into the Demon City. But there must be a Demon Lord looking for his whereabouts."
Ye Linshuang was shocked: "Why did Lu Xiaochan go to a hopeless place?"
"You open the void for them and let them come back from the hopeless place. Leave here and don't look back." Lianyue Yuanjun raised her hand and threw out the Immortal Locking Silk, "I give it back to you!"
Shu Wuxi took the Suoxian Ling and looked at Lianyue Yuanjun and said, "You don't want him to see you sacrifice yourself, but have you ever thought that he is willing to live and die with you?"
"Is this your experience, Senior?" Lianyue Yuanjun smiled, "Senior never cares about these trivial matters."
Shu Wuxi did not answer him, but turned around and left immediately.
However, when Lianyue Yuanjun was looking at Shu Wuxi's back, Ye Linshuang broke free from his arms, drew his sword in an instant, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Lianyue Yuanjun's eyebrows.
"Uncle Master! I know that being possessed by a demon is also a torment for you! As long as you come back to Nanlijingtian, we will help you!"
"Lin Shuang, I have a question that I have always wanted to ask you." Lian Yue Yuanjun pursed her lips and smiled.
Everything in the world pales in comparison to Ye Linshuang's eyes.
"What?"
The night wind was howling, but it couldn't stop Ye Linshuang from walking towards Lianyue Yuanjun step by step.
The author has something to say: The purpose of this article is that if two people love each other, they will definitely get married.
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