Jing Yue raised his head, looked at the wildly dancing silver snakes that spread across the sky, and put Jiji in the jade pendant to recuperate with a dignified expression.
He held the Xiao Canglan Sword in his hand, and said in a low voice, "We have already found all the things that are extremely cold in the five elements, but unfortunately we haven't had time to forge you yet."
Xiao Canglan's sword trembled, and there was a sense of comfort.
Jing Yue smiled and looked at Qin Yanzhi, who nodded, both of them resisted the pain that almost exploded in their bodies, and brought their swords to A Wu's side.
There was no fear in Ah Wu's eyes either, and he even smiled at them, then turned his eyes to the dying Yao Ji.
"You're completely insane."
"hehe… "
Yao Ji couldn't stand up at this time. She originally planned to spend half her life in cultivation to lead the first thunder calamity to kill Lan Feng, so she still had a chance to escape. But I didn't expect that Lan Feng could block the thunder tribulation without being hurt.
She knew that she was finished, but she felt a sense of relief and just wanted to drag them to death together.
So in the second way, she gave all her cultivation.
The third way is her life.
Haruka was so tired that she couldn't actually distinguish the person in front of her, and could only see a few dark shadows vaguely.
It's a pity, she couldn't see these people being ripped apart by the thunder, but the flickering silver light told her that they would be buried with her.
"Boom—"
The silver snake protruded a line, A Wu, Qin Yanzhi, and Jing Yue all raised their heads and clenched their swords at the same time.
A Wu: "Teacher."
Jing Yue: "Master?"
A Wu: "I feel pretty good after accepting your apprentice."
Jing Yue was a little puzzled, and before he could understand the deep meaning of Master's sudden lyricism, he was suddenly covered by a net, together with Qin Yanzhi.
At that moment, Jing Yue felt powerless. He recognized this net, which was the one used by Master to hang him from a tree on the first day he fell into the Torrent Realm.
Jingyue was very anxious: "Master, what are you doing?"
Qin Yanzhi also tried to use Taiqing to cut the rope and net, but listened to Ah Wudao: "Don't waste your energy, this is because of my talent, and you two can't get out at all with your skills."
A Wu carried the stone sword on his shoulders, "Good disciple, stay obediently and see how powerful the master is."
After he finished speaking, A Wu looked at the surging cloud tide again, and immediately rushed to the sky with his sword in hand, shouting at the already fallen Yin Lei, "Come on!"
But his voice was quickly covered up by the sound of thunder, and the thunder fell like a Tianhe Waterfall, shrouding his entire being.
Ah Wu's skin was like being stabbed by a scorching needle, he could smell the burnt smell emanating from his body, he could feel the bone meridians were twisting every inch, and even his spirit was shaking violently.
But he didn't care, and he wasn't afraid of death. He just wanted to try his best to reduce the power of thunder and let his only apprentice have a chance to survive.
Jingyue is his continuation. If God is destined to let this continuation date, then at least he has tried his best, and everything will take its course.
A Wu held the stone sword in both hands, his aura changed, his eyebrows were covered with thin white frost, his black hair was also frozen by ice and snow, and the robe that Jing Yue had given him had long been torn to pieces by the thunder, and his naked body was like an ice sculpture Generally crystal clear.
And the stone sword in his hand has also become a sword of ice.
Ah Wu tried his best to motivate Shiyu Cangming Dafa, but there was no human emotion in his eyes, as if he had penetrated into all the secrets between heaven and earth.
Even though the sound of thunder pierced his ears, Ah Wu only felt a sense of purity. At this moment, he suddenly entered a mysterious and mysterious state. He saw a silver river, countless stars were born, and he saw a person.
That person seemed to be him, but not like him, and was also holding a sword at this time.
The man opened his eyes, and there were stars reflected in his eyes, as if the void universe was hiding.
That person made every move, every move, and then became faster and faster, almost becoming a streamer, coming straight to Ah Wu!
When Liu Guang and Ah Wu's sword merged into one, he laughed loudly: "So it is! It is so! Hahahahaha!!!"
A Wuyu took a sharp step in mid-air, his forehead swelled, his soul swelled, and circles of transparent ripples appeared centered on him, and where the ripples swept, everything turned into ice.
The dead place was covered by a piece of silver and white, and the breath of Ah Wu was everywhere.
Jing Yue, who was far away on the ground, knew that this was the power of the master, the ice and snow world condensed by the master, but everything in front of him seemed like an illusion, and the only truth was that Qin Yanzhi grabbed his hand.
Suddenly, Jing Yue's body froze, his pupils shrank sharply, and he finally saw Shizun's figure from the thunder light again.
"Disciple!"
When Jing Yue heard A Wu calling him, he hurriedly responded with a hiss, "I'm here!"
He saw the master holding the middle sword in his hand, but instead of looking at him, he said: "Pass on my sword, look good, this is our sword!"
As soon as the voice fell, he saw Ah Wu calmly slashing!
That sword has evolved in his mind thousands of times, but it has never been complete.
That sword once brought a catastrophe for him and ruined his life.
Jing Yue stared at the sky, the corners of his eyes almost split open. He saw Ah Wu's body being melted away by the thunder tribulation, but the sword was getting brighter and brighter, as bright as a star.
A little light suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by ten o'clock, a hundred o'clock, countless points - it was starlight, and it was a sword formation.
The stars are arranged in a messy order, gradually filling the gaps between the stars and converging into a galaxy.
In another instant, all the stars exploded and collapsed, turning into silver dust and falling from the sky, as if the Milky Way was falling, mighty and mixed with the thunder tribulation.
Jingyue's ears buzzed, and his mind went blank. Today, he finally saw this sword completely and clearly saw the last sword of the Canglan swordsmanship - it is suspected that it was the Milky Way Falling Nine Heavens!
He finally understood the true meaning of this sword, that was the last sentence A Wu left him, and it was also the sentence on the jade card he gave to Yi Wang in his previous life.
He engraved the first half of the sentence, and he forgot to engrave the second half—
"The sword comes out of my heart, I sacrifice the sword with my body!"
"Boom—"
There was another loud noise, the sky shook, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.
The scene in front of me suddenly stopped, and suddenly collapsed - Torrent Realm, shattered.
Medieval Secrets.
Liu Yun and others have been trapped for three years. They tried to escape from the strange mountain that day, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier and could not get out.
Fortunately, in the past three years, the mountain has been very calm, and all of them are still alive.
But this day, the wind blew again in the col, and the sound of the wind made everyone feel scared, but it did not directly swept away people like last time, but the secret realm began to collapse rapidly from the center of the col.
Everyone subconsciously ran out of the mountain col, this time, they found that they were able to leave.
The group desperately escaped, hoping to get out of here before the secret realm was completely reduced to ruins, otherwise their fate would fall into the Nine Heavens gap, or just die.
There was no remnant of the gods and demons to attack again on the road, and when they passed through the maze, they saw a white skeleton.
Bai Gu was still standing, with one finger pointing forward. At that time, in the direction of their entry into the secret realm of the Middle Ages, Hong Luan paused and said, "It's a virtual Taoist."
The Daoist Void is the old man who was taken away by the remnant soul and finally extracted his own soul.
Everyone sighed in their hearts, realizing that Daoist Voiding still hoped that they could leave the secret realm of the Middle Ages until they died, and his obsession kept him in this posture.
With a wave of his sleeves, Liu Yun rolled the bones of Daoist Void into his sleeves, and then continued to flee.
He didn't know what happened in the secret realm of the Middle Ages. They waited all the time, and they didn't wait until Jingyue and Qin Yanzhi. Now the secret realm collapsed, and he didn't know if the two would have a chance to leave alive.
But the old ancestor was reborn, and it was God who gave him the opportunity to resurrect, and he went through several seemingly unsolvable mortal situations.
He only hoped that there would still be miracles.
And the person he was worried about was once again involved in the torrent of time with Qin Yanzhi.
At the moment of Ah Wu's demise, the net covering them had disappeared, but the shattering torrent made them fall into darkness.
The two held their hands tightly, and the strong suction made them in danger of being separated at any time. Jing Yue bit his lip and suppressed the grief in his heart. He let go of one hand and swiped under his right rib cage, and his skin cracked in an instant.
Qin Yanzhi was shocked: "What are you doing?"
Jingyue pulled Qin Yanzhi's hand on his wound and said calmly, "Yanzhi, I want to form a bond with you and grab my rib!"
Qin Yanzhi's heart trembled. The bone deed was a secret technique they saw in the Tianzi Temple. The bone deed person could sense the location of the other party with a single thought, even if they were separated by thousands of miles, even if they were separated from different worlds. , even in death, their skeletons will transcend the limitations of time and space, and they will be inseparable from generation to generation.
"...Okay." Qin Yanzhi said hoarsely.
His hand passed through Jing Yue's wound and was surrounded by the other's warm flesh and blood. At the same time, when he felt pain, Jing Yue also pierced through his flesh and grabbed his ribs.
Such a bloody scene had a heroic beauty at this moment, Qin Yanzhi suddenly calmed down, listening to Jing Yue chanting the ancient mantra in a low voice, he only felt that his soul was divided into two halves, one half merged into each other, the other one. Half remain in their own body.
They share life, share cause and effect, and they will never be separated for eternity.
They saw all of each other's memories in the torrent of time. Some of those scenes were familiar, while others were novel. There was no secret between them anymore.
Gradually, the consciousness of the two of them began to blur, and their bodies were washed away by the torrent of time, and they grew old and young again and again.
Suddenly, a beam of light appeared in front of them.
The next moment, they smelled the aroma of green grass.