The silence cauldron was destroyed by a sword, and the spiritual energy from the outside poured into it, destroying the self-contained world in the cauldron.
All spirits dissipated, the empty boat was able to see the sky again, and everyone escaped after the catastrophe, all with lingering fears.
Under the sky, a Taoist priest in Xuanyi stood with a sword.
The person who came was Qin Yanzhi. He was recalled by the sect before, but he received a warning from Lin Zhenjun on the way back to Central Continent. At that time, he happened to be in the sea of buried stars, but the sea was vast. , still one step late.
When he arrived, Mo Xiu had already escaped. Qin Yanzhi investigated for a long time and finally sensed a bit of vitality leaking from the depths of the sea, so he dived into the sea to find his anger and found the cauldron of silence, and smashed the cauldron with a sword. , rescued the people in the empty boat.
Jing Yue suddenly realized, he still wondered how Qin Yanzhi discovered them
You must know that once the Die Ding Ding ingests the soul and begins to smelt, it will hide its traces on its own. If it weren't for the fact that they had triggered a great formation of vitality and infiltrated a little bit of anger, Qin Yanzhi would have been hard-pressed to find someone even if he came.
Everyone thanked Qin Yan Branch, who said, "Leave this place first."
In order to save spiritual power, the empty boat did not fly, but chose the sea route.
In a certain cabin, Wudao Zhenren was lying on the bed, his chest heaving slightly, apparently still in a coma despite being seriously injured.
Lin Zhenjun sat aside and briefly described what had happened before, Qin Yanzhi listened quietly, and finally said: "There are also some records in the inheritance of Wanming Sword Sect. For reference, the cauldron just now is indeed from Shura Tower. Silence Ding."
He said solemnly, "Ancestor Taoxian made a good calculation, the way of heaven will be in chaos, and the way of magic is probably going to make a big move."
Lin Zhenjun said in shock: "The way of heaven will be in chaos? Why did the mountain chief say this?"
Qin Yanzhi: "This time, the sect called me back, because the Taoxian ancestors had a glimpse of the secret, and learned that the qi of the heavens has changed, and the magic has changed frequently in recent years. Maybe they already know something."
He turned his eyes and looked at Jing Yue, who was sitting against the wall. At that moment, he inexplicably remembered that more than a year ago, when Jing Yue first entered the academy, he was leaning against his arms covered in blood, but soon, the picture was blown away like a puff of smoke.
"Ancestor Jing, your Cold Cloud Sect is in charge of the Biyun Bell, which can measure the secrets of the sky. Do you have any sense?"
Jing Yue didn't want to speak, just hugged Lan Feng, who was sleeping in his arms, and nodded.
Lin Zhenjun was in a hurry: "How can this be good?"
Qin Yanzhi: "Don't worry too much for now. For thousands of years, my qi has been on my right path. For example, although there are chaos in the Tao today, there is still life in the chaos."
Lin Zhenjun was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Qin Yan paused, thinking of the scene not long ago...
"What does the ancestor mean?" The young man in Xuanyi looked at the Taoxian ancestor in confusion.
The latter's face was kind and kind, "This is a heavenly mystery, and I can't explore it." He added: "Now you are on duty as the mountain chief, and you are also teaching kendo on behalf of Yan Zhenren, but you need to send another disciple from the sect to Jiutian Academy. , to make up for the lack of Yan Zhenren?"
Xuanyi youth: "No need."
Taoxian Patriarch was slightly startled, and said strangely: "But you have a favorite disciple?"
The young man in Xuanyi smiled lightly, "In his capacity, a disciple would not dare to be admitted to the sect, but he is indeed a talented person."
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Recalling the previous conversation with the ancestor of the sect, Qin Yanzhi shook his head and said to Lin Zhenjun: "The first thing is to solve the situation at hand."
Although Lin Zhenjun was full of doubts, he also knew that there were more important things at the moment, so he said, "Sir, please tell me."
Qin Yanzhi: "According to what you said, there is a Dongtian and two Zifu period demon cultivators to stop you, and judging from the route of their ambush and the timing of the shot, it must not be a whim, but a well-prepared one. After all, the fact that so many demon cultivators can sneak into the Sea of Burial Stars without being noticed means that they have spent a lot of effort."
Lin Zhenjun: "That's right."
Qin Yanzhi: "In this case, I suspect that the other cultivators who returned to the sect have also been blocked to varying degrees. After all, the purpose of the magic cultivator is to cut off the righteous generation of talents."
Lin Zhenjun was confused, "Then we have to rush to rescue? Otherwise, Righteous Path will suffer great losses!"
Qin Yanzhi glanced at him, and said neither coldly nor warmly: "The big sects may not be able to succeed, and the isolated cultivators disdain to waste their energy, the danger is those small sects, it is too late to rush at this time. What's more. , we cannot protect ourselves.”
Lin Zhenjun: "What do you mean? Haven't we escaped the interception? Yes, we are still in the area of Xinghai Burial, will they send people again?"
Qin Yanzhi: "I destroyed the Silence Cauldron. Its owner should have noticed it. Most of them guessed that you were out of danger, and may not come back. You know, as long as you destroy you, they will have achieved their biggest goal."
Lin Zhenjun could catch a fly between his brows, he couldn't help coughing a few times, panting, "How about that? The barrier won't last long!"
But he thought about it, there is a mountain, even if there are two or three Zifu Demon Cultivators, they will not be afraid.
Qin Yanzhi saw through his thoughts and said, "If someone comes again, it will definitely be stronger."
Lin Zhenjun took a deep breath: "Could it be that there are still cultivators in the sky?"
Qin Yanzhi shook his head: "It's not necessarily just Dongtian."
"What?! Could it be... Is there still the power of returning to the void?"
Lin Zhenjun's expression clearly stated that he would use Huixu to deal with a group of foundation building. As for it
However, Jing Yue thought that what Qin Yanzhi had said was justified. For this kind of opportunity to bring together the top cultivators of the righteous path, the magic path would never be stingy with their combat power.
He said: "The people on the empty boat, including me, should have already warned the teacher. The magic cultivator is coming back, so we can only seize this moment.
Jing Yue suddenly stopped, Qin Yanzhi also stood up immediately, although Hai Bo was as calm as a mirror, but they all smelled a dangerous breath.
Lin Zhenjun was like a mortal at this time, and he could only guess a little from the actions of the two. He said nervously: "Come, come?"
As soon as the voice fell, a domineering coercion with fierce killing intent descended. Jing Yue, who was sitting against the wall, clenched his fists tightly, his whole body stiffened, and his bones seemed to be crushed in pain. Dark red blood fell on the robe.
But soon, another cold but gentle coercion surrounded him, blocking the murderous aura for him. Jing Yue raised his eyes weakly, and saw Qin Yan standing upright on his side, seemingly unaffected, but a drop of sweat rolled down his forehead.
The coercion of the people who came was only aimed at the cultivators, but Lin Zhenjun, who had become a mortal, had no idea and looked at them anxiously.
When the pressure weakened a little, Jingyue immediately put Lan Feng into his arms and stood up against the wall.
As soon as he stood firm, the empty boat suddenly jolted violently, he staggered, and a hand stretched out beside him to support him.
Jing Yue: "Thank you."
Qin Yanzhi: "Do you want to go out?"
Jing Yue nodded without hesitation.
Lin Zhenjun: "Ancestor Jing, the situation is too dangerous now, and you are wearing too much, or..."
Halfway through his words, Qin Yanzhi shook his head slightly at him.
Lin Zhenjun opened his lips and finally sighed.
Qin Jing and the two went out of the cabin one after the other, and saw that the calm sea was already turbulent, and the empty boat was like a leaf floating on the water, which could be sunk by the huge waves at any time.
The sea was roaring with gusts of wind, the sky was thundering with lightning, and farther away, ten-zhang-high waves rushed towards a moving city wall of thousands of miles, as if it could tear down and destroy everything.
On the turbulent wave, Qin Yanzhi said in a low voice, "It's a ghostly old ghost!"
Jing Yue was startled, this person is a great master of the devil's way, and he really is a ghost-returning devil cultivator!
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yanzhi had already activated his spiritual energy to send the empty boat to the sky, and he flew up to meet him.
"Hahahaha... It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" The ghost old ghost laughed wildly: "I didn't expect Qin Shan to be here, you said, if I kill you, it will be absolutely impossible. How can they feel heartache when they have a seed that is almost certain to transcend calamity?"
Qin Yanzhi didn't talk nonsense with him, he directly urged Dao Yijian to attack the ghostly old ghost!
"Boy, have the guts!"
The old ghost ghost wanted to insult Qin Yanzhi, so he deliberately used only one hand. He is a single fire spirit root, and now he has cultivated to the point where he has returned to the void, and even in the water, he can still control the fire at will, and he is unparalleled.
Qin Yanzhi has no magic weapon, only a sword, an ordinary sword. Even though he knows that he has no chance of winning, and he knows that the old ghost is useless at all, but he is not afraid, and his moves are still stable and not chaotic.
The two fought farther and farther, and the ghost old ghost failed to see Qin Yanzhi's frightened side as expected, and was worried that the empty boat would escape, so he gradually lost his patience.
With his ten fingers, the overturned sea water stirred frantically, and two huge waves that ran through the east and west and the north and the south crossed and collided, making a thunderous noise. At the intersection in the center, a vortex is formed, and the vortex is getting bigger and bigger. In an instant, a flame-like peony blooms, occupying the entire sea area as far as the field of vision!
Fire and water are incompatible, but the sight in front of them feels a thrilling evil beauty.
A bolt of lightning landed on the flaming peony, instantly causing a wave of fire as high as a small peak.
Qin Yanzhi only felt that the water in the body was rapidly losing, and even the blood was about to evaporate, but he did not use any spiritual power to protect himself, but poured all the spiritual power into his dantian and merged it into the purple elixir.
He could feel that the muscles and bones were cracked, the internal organs were shrinking, and the muscles were in severe pain like being lingered, but his movements did not stop at all. !
At this moment, the spiritual power in Qin Yanzhi's body instantly soared, and all the majestic spiritual power was channeled into his hands. He held the hilt of the sword and threw it hard!
Dao Yijian let out a soft cry, plunged into the heart of the flame peony at the speed of wind and thunder, and was quickly engulfed by the tongue of flame.
But in an instant, a golden sword glow rose from the center of the flower, and the sword glow took the shape of a giant sword, spreading out in circles, twisting the flame peony into pieces, and the scattered sparks seemed like thousands of maple leaves floating in the wind.
In the field controlled by Jianmang, even the gust of wind was cut, forming a wind vortex.
Even though the ghostly old ghost had returned to the void, he was accidentally injured by a wind vortex close to him, he glanced at a small piece of rotten flesh on his elbow, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "Huh? Complete?"
Immediately he smiled contemptuously, "But what can that do to me?"
The old ghost ghost clasped both hands, the flame mixed with the sea water and rushed straight to the thundercloud, and in the middle of it, it turned into a giant palm and fell from the sky, and with one palm, Qin Yanzhi, who was already empty of spiritual power, was shot into the sea!
He seemed to have nothing to do, and spread a fire net, covering the ten-mile sea area, and sank directly into the sea. The ghost ghost wants to be a fisherman, catch Qin Yanzhi, a small fish, and bring it up to continue torturing him!
Qin Yanzhi, who was engulfed by the sea, knew that he was on the verge of life and death. He summoned Daoyi with his last strength, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cut me!"
Dao Yi Jianling was flustered, although it didn't want to do it, it never disobeyed its master.
In the blink of an eye, nothing on Qin Yanzhi's body was intact, and even the purple elixir whose spiritual power had dried up had cracks like spider webs. White.
When his life was in danger, Qin Yanzhi held Daoyi again, and perhaps it was the last time he held Daoyi.
Then, he slashed hard!