On the banks of the Mi Shui, the blood was filled with energy, and Zhu Xian, who appeared without any warning, pierced the heart of the old monster in Tsing Yi with a sword, instantly destroying the vitality of the latter's whole body.
"Now, it's just you, come on"
Ning Chen waved his hand, and Zhu Xian flew to him, his suffocating aura was fierce and piercing to the bone.
Su Yi moved, the star soul was as fast as thunder, the sword light was uncertain, Zhu Xian was as heavy as a mountain falling, the ten thousand junctures broke the sky, the two swords moved in unison, and the situation changed dramatically.
The purple-clothed old monster was shocked, and he retreated again and again. For the first time since he woke up, he felt that death was so close.
The palms and swords clashed, and the aftermath shook. Not far away, the trapped immortal sword became more red, and with the help of the earth, the battle situation was blocked.
After more than ten moves, the battle situation became more and more intense.
"Swordsmanship, Extreme Heaven"
In the extreme sky, the evil spirit of Zhu Xian rose into the sky, and the majestic and unparalleled power penetrated the sky and the earth, shaking the world.
Seeing this, the purple-robed old monster's expression changed slightly.
"Uh"
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the red sword light pierced through the former's chest.
"How come!"
The purple-clothed old monster staggered under his feet, and before he could regain his senses, Su-yi flashed past, and Zhu Xian came out, piercing his body with a sword.
"Sorry, I lied to you when I said you don't need to trap the fairy sword."
Ning Chen said in a cold voice, the immortal sword was drawn out, and immediately, blood spurted out, dripping like rain.
The figure that fell to the ground, the blood stained the earth red, the hero of the world, and he couldn't rest his eyes.
Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Ning Chen slashed the star soul in his hand, the rumbling sounded, and the ground split open, engulfing all the corpses.
After a while, the cracks closed, and the riverside of the quiet water returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
As the sun set, Ning Chen looked at the afterglow in the west, the tiredness in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, it was coming.
At the rear, the trapped immortal sword Guanghua retreated, submerged into the earth again, and disappeared.
Above the divine tree, the peach blossoms of white flowers bloomed brilliantly and were dazzlingly beautiful. Around the divine tree, the aura of time was flowing, and even the space was distorted, which was amazing.
After a while, by the riverside, Su Yi's figure disappeared and returned to the painting boat again.
Inside the painting boat, a small lamp flickered, Ning Chen put down his sword, waved his hand, and an ancient mottled qin appeared. Shenqin Hades, an inherited artifact of the White Tiger God, after endless years, the body and strings of the qin were damaged.
Before the opening of the ancient battlefield, the landlord Xiaoyue took action and helped restore the Shenqin. In the first battle in the ancient battlefield, a song by the King of Hell, and the judgment of the third shift, severely damaged the stars of all regions.
This is the real weapon of slaughter, and it should not be in this world unless it is a last resort.
Ning Chen wiped the body of the piano, the sharp strings cut his fingers, and a little bit of blood dripped, silently as if in the piano.
Outside the boat, the cold wind blew, and the lake started to ripple, and the painting boat also fluttered. The trees wanted to be quiet but the wind didn't stop.
When night falls, the bright moon shines on Kyushu, on the painting boat, the piano sounds, peace and tranquility, no competition with the world.
Suddenly, above the void, black shadows descended from the sky, hundreds of them, with a strong breath, obscuring the moonlight.
"right here"
Among the more than 100 shadows, the three auras are extremely powerful, far surpassing the others, and they are extremely eye-catching.
The strong come again, in order to seize the treasure, the murderous intention will cover the sky and the moon, making people palpitate.
In the painting boat, there are peaceful changes in the sound of the piano, instantaneous plucking, slamming, drawing, pressing, the king of hell playing, and Huang Quan opening the way.
Xuanyin swayed away, murderous intent erupted, invisible sound waves roused people's minds, and the black-clothed figures who didn't have time to react, their bodies exploded one by one, blood dripping like rain.
"kill"
Among the many figures in black, the three rushed out, cutting swords like the moon, and slashed towards the boat in the lake.
"Ding"
The king of hell moved, the heaven and the earth stood still, and after a moment, the terrifying slaughter aura swept away, the Mi Shui River shook, and the waves rolled thousands of feet.
"Uh"
The three figures flew out more than ten feet together, staggering and vomiting.
"retreat"
In an instant, the dark shadows in the sky had completely disappeared, and the three of them lost their faces, no longer fighting, and quickly swept away from the battle.
"You, you can't go back"
In the painting boat, a calm voice came out, and a red light rose above the Mi Shui River, blocking the battle situation.
The sound of the piano resumed, the heavens and the earth shook, the powerful killing force surged, and the three blocked the move. However, Xuanyin was invisible and should be unstoppable.
There was a sudden shock, blood filled the sky, Xuanyin entered the body, and the three figures exploded in response, blood and bones flying.
At the end of the battle, the sound of the piano stopped, the lake water surging, swallowing the blood and bones, and gradually returning to its original state.
The moon is setting and the sun is rising, the years are reincarnated, and the riverside of the tranquil water is not an undisturbed pure land. Waves of powerhouses who peep at the treasures of heaven and earth arrive, but, without exception, they are all buried here.
I don't know when it started, the water in the Mi Shui River turned red, so dazzling that people didn't dare to approach it.
Rumors about the Mi Shui River also spread rapidly, and the world knows it.
There is a treasure of immortality in the Mi Shui River, but this treasure is guarded by monsters, and anyone who approaches it will only have a dead end.
Rumors are always unbelievable, but in any case, terrible rumors deter many people who want to come to fish in troubled waters.
Twenty years later, the Mi Shui River has completely become a dead place. The blood-red river water is difficult for any living being to survive, and no one dares to approach it.
In the past twenty years, I do not know how many strong people have been buried here, no matter how many people come, no one will survive.
The painting boats floating in the lake were as calm as before. The figure in the painting boat was Suyi, with almost all of its black hair turning white, with a hundred years of life and not much left.
The dead silent water river, no matter night or day, is abnormally cold, and the Yin spirit power of countless warriors lingers, causing the wind to whistle, constantly destroying the surrounding vegetation.
After 20 years of slaughter, it was rare for several years to be calm, as if the old monsters in the Hongluan star field had forgotten the majestic source of life that appeared out of thin air, and no longer came. On the riverside of the tranquil water, on the immortal peach tree, the snow-white peach blossoms have already fallen, and in the middle of the divine tree, a blue divine fruit is born, and the majestic life force is looming. That's incomparable
than the powerful vitality.
Ten years later, the fruit of the divine tree became more and more vigorous. On the river bank, Su Yi's figure appeared, standing under the divine tree, silent, her white hair no longer had a trace of black, fluttering gently in the cold wind.
The century is approaching, and the fruit of the undead peach tree is also approaching maturity. In Ning Chen's eyes, there is no fear of the imminent death, on the contrary, there is a sense of relief from exhaustion.
"The ninth son of Momen, it really is you"
At this moment, above the void, Huaguang gathered, and figures walked out one after another, each of whom had at least half a step in the real realm of cultivation, and the top six were all above the real realm.
The shocking lineup, the amazing coercion swept all directions, the situation changed rapidly in the nine days, and the bright moon paled.
"Waiting for you for a long time"
In front of the divine tree, Ning Chen looked at the sky and said lightly.
"Outrageous"
Ancestor Hongluan stepped forward, looked at Suyi's figure below, and said coldly.
Behind the first ancestor of Hongluan, an unusually beautiful woman walked out, dressed in a broad and cold dress, and the hatred in her eyes was hard to hide.
In the past, it is difficult to say who is right and who is wrong. The beginning of deception and the end of deception, everything is false.
It's just that, when you are moved, you will taste the bitter fruit.
"Hongluan, you step aside"
Ancestor Hongluan calmly ordered, and then the figure fell and came to the ground.
The other five statues also fell, each standing on one side, and the breath of the whole body gradually lifted.
In the void, twelve half-step real powerhouses spread golden chains all over their bodies, turning into a net of heaven and earth, blocking a hundred miles of void.
"Fix you, it should be over."
Ning Chen glanced at the ripening fruit on the tree. With a wave of his right hand, a blood-colored sword flew out from the boat in the heart of the lake. The moment he started, the stars swayed in the sky, and the starlight hung down on the world.
Star Soul appeared in the world, Zhu Xian followed, and the evil spirit filled the whole battle situation.
"My lords, know your destiny"
The two swords appeared, the battle started, the figures of the seven people moved at the same time, the swords, palms and halberds shook, and the sky was shocked.
There was a sudden explosion, the water was full of waves, and the battle between the strongest people in the world started, six to one, the aftermath of terror was violently surging, shaking thousands of miles.
True realm, extreme martial arts, martial arts that transcend boundaries, no matter victory or defeat, only life and death.
The man in white clothes and white hair knows his destiny, has two swords in his hands, and has abandoned martial arts for nearly a hundred years, but his sword intent is more than ever, an unmeasurable sword, his moves are simple and shocking.
Six true realm powerhouses, two in the middle stage of real realm, and four in the early stage of real realm, a lineup that is unmatched in the world, but in the brilliance of the sword, every move is difficult to overcome.
The battle of hundreds of moves in an instant, the six statues were shocked, and the strength of this son was so terrifying.
In the void, Princess Hongluan looked at the battle below, the battle was fierce, and the hatred in her heart increased.
"Be careful, everyone, this son still has an immortal sword that hasn't been touched."
After the fierce battle for a long time, the expression of the first ancestor of Hongluan became more and more dignified.
"Swordsmanship, Muddy"
The Xinghun sword turned, and at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the starlight swallowed the strength of the palm, and the figure of Suyi disappeared, Zhu Xian slashed, and the aurora dazzled.
"Swordsmanship, Heavenly Sword"
Tianjian is now, a sword from the sea, a sword to open the sky, in an instant, there is only one sword in the world, stunning the world.
The three masters blocked the move, the breath was surging, and the sword of the sky was blocked.
There was a sudden explosion, the sky and the earth were vast, the Heavenly Sword shattered, the three statues also took a step back, and the blood in the body surged violently.
In the aftermath, Su Yi walked out, her body was dazzling with red light, the earth rumbled and vibrated, and all the energy of thousands of miles was incorporated into the former's left-hand sword.
Trapped in the immortal world, the battle situation has reached its peak again.
"Everyone came from afar, how can we not let you see the power of the fairy sword"
The words fell, Suyi moved, the figure was like an illusion, three swords, three swords, the first time in the world.
Red, black, and white, the people and swords that moved in a flash, were as fast as thunder, and weighed more than the mountains.
The six statues had a condensed expression, took the move with all their strength, slammed the fast sword with heavy palms, and blocked Wan Jun with the halberd.
There was a violent shock, and the three sides were swayed by dust waves, the aftermath of the shock wave, the blessing of thousands of miles of earth energy, Zhu Xian's sharp edge helped the situation, a sword broke the halberd, the sword fell, and the sword cut through the real world.
The gushing blood reaches a height of several feet, and it melts into the blood-red lake water, making the cold and silent lake add another three-point blood color. Knowing the fate of the tiger's mouth in the right hand, the blood overflowed, and the backlash was added, and the scarlet red dyed the fairy sword.