The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

Chapter 90: Killing Ten

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After finishing speaking, Su Qingyi struck with his long sword. At the same time, the ninth thunder thundered down.

This sky thunder brought the power of destroying heaven and earth, and all the monks who were watching could not help but quickly backed away, fearing that they would be affected. As for the two people under the thunder, the bloody man tightly hugged the woman in his arms, and slowly closed his eyes.

That is, at the moment when the thunder was about to fall, something strange happened! A ray of light rushed out from Qin Zichen's arms, and then saw a picture scroll spread out suddenly, covering the sky and blocking the sun and thundering lightning. Qin Zichen raised his head suddenly, and saw that the sky had turned black, and the stars were twinkling. The thunder and lightning seemed to be some kind of energy, which was introduced into these stars. These stars changed rapidly, as if the trajectory of life was reversed one by one.

"Galaxy Map..." Qin Zichen murmured.

After a while, he couldn't help laughing slowly.

"Heaven will not perish me..." He said in a low voice, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and laughed loudly: "Heaven will not perish me!"

"Qingyi," he turned his head to look at Su Qingyi who was still immersed in the inner demon, lowered his head and kissed her bloody face, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm with you."

His voice guided Su Qingyi in the darkness.

She heard his call and walked step by step along the light. When she reached the point of light, she vaguely felt that someone was behind her.

She turned her head and saw her young self. She was wearing the attire of a little sister, her face was full of unruly, and she snorted coldly: "You go."

Next to the girl was the chubby Qin Zichen, who was squatting aside, sobbing softly, Su Qingyi stared at him tenderly, watching him slowly raise his head, sobbing: "You go."

This is all her past.

In the past, the self who was arrogant, selfish, overbearing, and didn't know how to love someone, and the self-abased, cowardly, Qin Zichen who didn't know how to express himself.

They have been submerged in the years, and time is like a carving knife, bit by bit, polishing them into a better appearance. They used to be unbearable and difficult, but looking back now, they have become extraordinarily cute.

It is precisely because I have seen the darkness that I feel the light is bright.

Su Qingyi smiled, and said in a low voice, "Goodbye."

Then, she turned and walked forward, slowly opening her eyes.

Looking into her eyes, she saw the ground blackened by thunder, and there was a person on her shoulder leaning on her. She turned her head and saw that person was looking at her quietly with his eyes open.

His eyes were full of tenderness, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and he said hoarsely: "You are back."

She smiled slightly, nodded, leaned on his head, and said softly, "I'm back."

The thunder finally ceased to sound, and the star river picture was full of brilliance. A beam of light fell on the scarred bodies of the two people. The beam had the ability to heal, and the wounds of the two people healed instantly. The sound of thunder and lightning.

The clouds broke through the fog, and the coercion of monks during the tribulation period exploded in an instant. Huge waves were set off in the entire Tianjianzong, and the sky and the earth shook. Some disasters.

Many unlawful low-level disciples broke through at once, and bright lights lit up in Tianjianzong. And Su Qingyi stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, took out the sound transmission talisman, contacted Guili, and said calmly: "Please heaven and earth."

"Senior..." Gui Li's voice trembled, a little excitedly said: "You have made a breakthrough!"

"Yes," Su Qingyi smiled, "I have made a breakthrough."

The breakthrough of the cultivator during the tribulation period was felt by everyone in the world. Xie Hantan lay down in the Demon Suppressing Tower and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Su Qinglian in front of her eyes was completely rotten, she was rotting in place like a pile of carrion, screaming hoarsely. And Xie Hantan was not much better than her, he was too weak to move, and his body began to melt. And the moment the world shook, he knew that Su Qingyi had broken through.

He struggled to climb to the window and looked at the blue sky outside the tower.

The dragon of resentment on his body is growing day by day, and he doesn't need anyone to remind him, he knows what kind of chaos has become outside. The five-year agreement can't wait at all. If you don't hurry up, the resentment carried by the dragon can't be controlled, and this cultivation world will be destroyed.

"Hurry up..." Xie Hantan looked out the window, looking in the direction of Tianjianzong, and said with difficulty: "Master, hurry up..."

Otherwise, he couldn't hold on.

And Su Qinglian...

He looked at the carrion in the tower, at this moment, if he still believed that it was Su Qinglian, then he was blind.

But there was nothing he could do.

He couldn't send any information to the outside world, and he couldn't go out. He was so weak that he couldn't even walk.

There was nothing he could do but wait.

It was as if he had returned to the time when he was tied to the rack many years ago.

At that time, he was waiting for Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen, helpless in the face of his own death. Twelve lifetimes passed, and he was still waiting for Su Qingyi and Qin Zichen, powerless.

He couldn't help laughing lowly, smiling, actually feeling so desperate.

"Master..." He sighed in a low voice, "Master..."

As for the Heavenly Sword Sect, after Su Qingyi finished transmitting the message, the map of the galaxy remained unmoved, and was laid on top of it all the time. After a while, the ground shook for a while, and the entire cultivation world shook. Then I saw Guili holding a square plate and appearing at the mouth of the Heavenly Sword Sect's teleportation formation.

He hurried towards Su Qingyi, looked at Su Qingyi excitedly, and said in disbelief, "You...you really broke through!"

"Let's put down the world." Su Qingyi sighed.

With trembling hands, Guili placed the heaven and earth plate on the position where Su Qingyi had divination. As soon as he put it on, the heaven and earth plate became a square three feet wide and long. On the square plate was a topographic map of the entire cultivation world. On the top of the square plate, hold Siqin in your hand, use the sword as a pen, and carve the first formation pattern on the heaven and earth plate.

When Qin Zichen saw her writing, he immediately turned around, recalled all the monks, and opened the Heavenly Sword Sect's mountain guard formation. The monks who were outside received the order of Huitianjianzong, and the monks of Xingyunmen also quickly left Xingyunmen and came to Tianjianzong under the organization of Guili.

The Righteous Qi League noticed when the heaven and the earth were moving, and learned from the spies that Su Qingyi's karma formation had been completed. After starting to draw the karma formation, Baishan Heishui and Hua Xiangrong brought the entire Zhengqi League high-level joint, and within a quarter of an hour, they were unified. After knowing his opinion, he will try his best to attack Tianjianzong. Whether he succeeds or loses, he will fight here!

The Zhengqi League also immediately issued an order to the monks outside.

All the monks in the cultivation world rushed to their camps one after another, while the four major sects that agreed to be neutral directly closed the mountain and began to hide from the world.

When Mo Yun received the order, Su Qinglian was walking in with freshly fried dishes, and while putting the dishes on the table, she complained: "Recently, the price of vegetables has become more and more expensive, I want to open a piece of land in the back , Grow your own vegetables."

Mo Yun didn't reply to her, but quietly stared at the glowing sound transmission talisman in his hand. Su Qinglian looked at the sound transmission talisman in a daze, and said a little anxiously: "Mo Yun?"

Mo Yun came back to his senses, smiled palely at her, wanted to say something, swallowed it again, turned his head to look at the dishes on the table and said, "Eat, you cooked a lot of dishes today."

The two ate in silence, but Mo Yun was still in a daze. Su Qinglian called him several times, but he couldn't respond. After a long time, Su Qinglian finally put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said gently, "Mo Yun, what do you want to say, just say it."

As she spoke, she gently brushed her hair back, lowered her eyes and said, "Su Qingyi broke through the tribulation and completed the karma formation. I already feel it. A large formation like the karma formation cannot be drawn in more than ten days."

With trembling lips, Mo Yun looked at the gentle woman in front of her. She raised her head, her face was gentle, and her eyes were full of friendship.

"What do you want to say," she said calmly, "tell me. Anyway... I should leave tomorrow."

"Qinglian..." Mo Yun burst into tears, he suddenly grabbed her hand, and hurriedly said: "Don't go... don't go, okay?"

Su Qinglian was stunned, watching the man in front of her knelt down towards her, holding her hand, her eyes were full of pain and tears: "Qinglian, I beg you, don't go. We are here, I am always with you."

"But..." Su Qinglian said hoarsely: "I will die. If I don't fulfill the agreement with the Demon God, I will die, Mo Yun."

"I'll accompany you!" Mo Yun hugged her tightly, tears rolling down his face. He hugged this gentle girl tightly, and said frantically, "I'll die with you. Qinglian, don't go..."

Su Qinglian didn't speak. After a long time, she laughed lowly.

She fiddled with his soft hair, and slowly said: "Mo Yun, there are actually some things that I have always wanted to ask, but I have never dared to ask them, because I know that these words are really hurtful."

"Many times I told myself that I should be content. If you are with me, I should be content. But sometimes, when I look at your face at night, I can't help but wonder, do you really love me? Woolen cloth?"

"Are you staying by my side because I am a demon god, because you love me, or because of pity?"

"I don't dare to think deeply..." Su Qinglian sniffed, raised her head, and looked into the distance: "When I think about it, I feel that I have fallen into that infinitely dark life again."

Mo Yun was pushed away by her, and he sat on the ground, staring blankly at her. She stared into his eyes, sitting on the stool, dignified and virtuous.

She is so close, but he feels that she seems to be far away that cannot be touched at all.

"But," she said hoarsely, "Why do you force me to think about it? You would rather die with me and watch me die than let me harm the common people..."

"Because that's an innocent person!" Mo Yun couldn't help it, he exploded violently, sat on the ground, wept bitterly, he stood up, pulled out his sword suddenly, pointed at her, and roared hysterically: "That's an innocent person!" It's my sect! My master! My senior brother! My family!"

"All my love, all my life, all my past, all my time, are all there!"

"What do you want me to do?" He roared, his hand holding the sword trembling desperately: "Su Qinglian, what do you want me to do!"

"Am I going to kill them, or watch you kill them?!"

Su Qinglian didn't speak, she looked at him quietly, her eyes were not surprised. The two of them were in a stalemate, Su Qinglian looked at his sword and said calmly: "Then you kill me."

"I'm right here." She walked forward, he was forced by her, he staggered back a step, but Su Qinglian resolutely bumped into his sword, the blade pierced her body, blood flowed down, he stared blankly Looking at her, tears fell down.

Su Qinglian clearly felt the pain brought by the sword, walked up to him step by step, raised her head, and looked at him seriously: "If you can't kill me, then it is destined that I can only kill them."

"I never ask for much, Mo Yun," she said with difficulty: "I never, never asked you to love me. I just need you by my side, no matter what it is, what means, what reason. I kill you If I kill them, I will avenge my parents. If I kill them, I can become a demon god and ascend to the supreme position. And you will always be by my side."

"You killed me." She stared at him earnestly, Mo Yun trembled his hands, not daring to move, meeting her gaze, his eyes were full of fear. Su Qinglian grabbed his sword and said angrily, "Come on! You've been by my side for so long just to kill me!"

"If you don't kill me, I'll kill them! Come on!"

"Ahh—" Mo Yun pulled out his sword suddenly, screamed in pain, and stabbed three inches under Su Qinglian's armpit!

Su Qinglian slapped him away, Mo Yun was slammed into the table and chair by her, the dishes she just made were scattered all over the floor, the whole place seemed to be a mess.

Su Qinglian pursed her lips tightly, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Without further ado, Mo Yun jumped at her again! Su Qinglian flicked her wide sleeve, and an enchantment instantly appeared around Mo Yun.

"I always knew that you stayed with me just to kill me." She said lightly, with a desperate look on her face, and then slowly laughed: "But many times, I really thought that you fell in love with me."

As she spoke, her laughter became louder and louder, as if mocking someone, she turned and left.

Holding the sword in his hand, Mo Yun looked at the back of the man walking away, and with all his strength, he slashed at the barrier with one sword after another.

"let me out… "

He trembled: "Let me out..."

But let him out for what? Kill her, or watch her kill his master brother

"Su Qinglian," he roared angrily, not knowing who he was convincing, "I will kill you! I will kill you!"

Su Qinglian didn't speak, she didn't leave directly with the weapon, but like a mortal, she seemed to be saying goodbye to something, and moved forward step by step.

She heard the sound of him chopping the enchantment, heard his roar, and heard him say that he wanted to kill her.

The past years were placed under her feet, crushed step by step by her. Her tears rolled down, she didn't dare to look back, she could only move forward like a little girl, wiping her tears with her sleeve while sobbing.

She listened to his yelling and scolding behind her, so sad, yet so reluctant.

When she walked away step by step and could no longer see her figure, Mo Yun finally broke down, knelt down on the ground holding his sword, and cried bitterly.

"Come back..." He called her hoarsely: "Qinglian, come back..."

But he knew that that person would not come back.

Su Qinglian walked slowly all the way to Tianjianzong, and both parties were preparing.

Three days later, the Righteous Qi League held a practice banquet. Hundreds of thousands of monks gathered at Yijianmen. Baishan Heishui and Hua Xiangrong raised their wine glasses to the crowd. It is tied to this battle. After victory, we will capture Ran Yan alive and sacrifice the world with blood, which can guarantee the peace of the real world for thousands of years; if we lose the battle, our practice for thousands of years will be destroyed once, and we will become mortals. Therefore, in today's battle, you will never die and never return , are you willing?!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The shouts below continued, shouting in unison: "I will not return if I die! I will not return if I die!"

With a calm face, Hua Xiangrong raised his wine glass, drank it in one gulp, then threw the wine glass on the ground, and raised his voice, "Let's go, let's fight!"

On the other side, in the Heavenly Sword Sect, everyone was also solemn.

Almost all the disciples abroad have been recalled. Today, Tianjianzong has 30,000 disciples and 40,000 foreign aid. Qin Zichen stood on the high platform, and Xue Ziyu, Lei Xuzi, Lu Qingyi, Feng Ning, Xing Yun, and Dan Hui each led a group of people below them, standing neatly. Everyone was looking at him, and behind him was the setting sun slowly rising.

"For thousands of years, there has been no distinction between good and evil in the cultivation world, so that the way of heaven will collapse. We are here today to protect the way of heaven, to distinguish right from wrong, to distinguish right from evil, and to save the world of cultivation from fire and water. Our way should be based on right and wrong, black and white .Today’s battle, go up, to clear the turbidity of the world, and down, to protect our Taoist heart. May all the kings and me, use the heart as a sword, and stop killing with killing!"

As he said that, Qin Zichen pulled out his sword, and suddenly separated his fingers. The blood dripped into the wine bowl. He raised the wine glass, and said slowly to the bright-eyed people below the stage: "And Zichen, will you As the front line of this battle, I will live and die with the kings, until I return to this world, a piece of clarity!"

After the sound fell, Qin Zichen took the wine bowl and drank the wine in one gulp.

The wine, mixed with the smell of blood, rolled down from the corner of his lips, and the people below knelt on one knee, looked at him with bright eyes, and shouted—

"Use your heart as your sword, stop killing with killing!"

"Use your heart as your sword, stop killing with killing!"

The voice echoed in Tianjianzong, and the wine stimulated Qin Zichen's sense of taste, and he was suddenly overwhelmed with pride.

A man is born like this, even if he returns home wrapped in horse skin!

The wine bowl was smashed from his hand to the ground, Qin Zichen looked at the monks pouring out of the teleportation formation one by one in the distance, and raised his voice, "Draw your sword!"

Pulling out the sword seemed to be a signal to charge, and all the people drew out their swords one after another. According to the previous arrangement, the peak masters of each peak led the charge down, facing the people who rushed up like ants.

Qin Zichen looked at this magnificent scene, turned his head, and saw a woman holding a sword in both hands on Wenjian Peak, and engraved a formation with a stroke of pains, and said softly: "Qingyi, I'm going."

Su Qingyi raised her head with difficulty, and saw the man's gentle face in the sun from afar.

She was sweating profusely and couldn't help smiling.

"Go." She said hoarsely: "It is life or death, I will accompany you."

Qin Zichen nodded, pointing his toes, and charged straight away with his sword.

The other party came with a crowd of 100,000 people, including four monks in the transcending tribulation stage, ten monks in the fusion stage, and twenty monks in the out-of-body stage.

As for the Heavenly Sword Sect, there are only four monks in the Transcending Tribulation Stage, seven monks in the Composite Body Stage, and twenty-three monks in the Leaving Body Stage.

But the monks of the Righteous Qi League are mixed, and the Tianjianzong is mainly composed of sword cultivators and Xingyunmen's talisman cultivators. If you don't go to Zhengqi League, you have to regulate a lot.

Lei Xuzi was in the first line, Xingyun was in the second line, Lu Qingyi and Xue Ziyu were in the third line, and after the third line was the Heavenly Sword Sect's mountain-protecting formation, which was led by Guili and filled with Xingyun sect's talismans. Qin Zichen, Xuan Hua, Yun Xuzi, Qin Shuwen and others were holding down the high-ranking monks above the fusion stage. And the goal of all of them is to last another seven days.

Seven days is enough for Su Qingyi to finish drawing the causal formation, end this period of cause and effect, and end this thousand-year sin.

If at the beginning it was just for right and wrong, just to sit here not to violate the Dao heart, then when the causal formation was created, Guili knew clearly that this battle was not only for his own Dao heart, but also for the sake of cultivation world's future.

The so-called method of mountain and river sacrifice will never solve the fundamental problem, it will only keep compressing a small problem, leaving one generation to another until the day when the problem cannot be solved.

Guili knew it well, so he naturally told the crowd. They held the swords in their hands, looked ahead, and their hearts were extremely clear.

Swords clashed with swords, spells clashed with spells.

Over thousands of years, no matter how many people there are, they will know many. The battlefield is full of familiar faces, and everyone has firm eyes, fighting together.

Lei Xuzi was fighting at the front, and the cultivator on the opposite side was his best friend when he was young. When the sword passed through the opponent's chest, the opponent looked at him with resentment in his eyes: "Why..."

He stretched out his hand, which was covered in blood, wanting to pull Lei Xuzi: "Why...won't let us go..."

"I... don't want to lose my cultivation..."

"I... don't want to die..."

"I... don't want to be a mortal..."

"Why...you want to do this...to kill them all..."

"It's not that we will kill them all," Lei Xuzi said hoarsely, covering his bleeding abdomen, "it's the way of heaven, and the debts owed should be repaid. With so many karma and sins, even if you cultivate to the end, so what Woolen cloth?"

However, the other party could no longer answer him.

He opened his eyes wide, full of unwillingness. Lei Xuzi raised his hand to close his eyes, then raised his sword and moved forward.

On the second line behind Lei Xuzi, Xingyun and his disciple Xinghe led many disciples from the Sixth Peak to form a sword formation, blocking the second wave of attacks remaining from the first line.

What the sword array pays attention to is not cultivation, but tacit understanding. A disciple fell, and soon another disciple came up to replace him. Xing Yun stood in front, constantly listening to the news of the death of the disciple next to him, his eyes tearing apart.

He gritted his teeth tremblingly, his eyes were red. Xinghe glanced at Master, and said seriously: "Master, it will be over soon."

Soon, there will be clarity in the world. Xing Yun looked at the serious disciple in front of him, and said hoarsely: "Xing He, you must be fine."

"You are my only disciple," Xing Yun looked at him seriously, and said in a trembling voice, "If you die, no one will take care of me."

"Don't worry," Xinghe's twin swords pulled out a sword flower in his hands, and said with a smile: "Even if everyone here dies, I, Xinghe, will live well!"

After the sword formation, those who missed the third line were directly beheaded by Xue Ziyu, Lu Qingyi and others.

Wen Jianfeng's Killing Sword and Fourth Peak's Water Sword cooperated seamlessly, just forming a huge encirclement circle, one was responsible for blocking and the other was responsible for killing.

When the blood splashed on Lu Qingyi's face, Xue Ziyu turned her head and saw this indifferent nephew, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" Lu Qingyi turned her head and gave Xue Ziyu a strange look. Xue Ziyu smiled, pointed to the corpse next to him and said, "If you sacrifice Ran Yan according to what your master said, everything will be fine. .”

Lu Qingyi didn't speak, the long sword cut a person's throat, and said calmly: "Have you ever seen paper that can wrap fire?"

Xue Ziyu was stunned, and saw the woman in front of him and said calmly: "From the second I killed my master, I knew this was a road of no return, but I don't regret it."

"There is no paper that can wrap a fire. So, instead of wrapping a fire, it is better to put it out."

"Also," Lu Qingyi turned her head and looked at Xue Ziyu's fair face, with a gentle smile hanging on her usual cold face.

"Being able to die with my uncle, Qingyi, is like a sweet treat."