"With the golden light formation guarding the Dao heart, any foreign demons will not affect Chusu's practice."
Elder Liang said: "On the contrary, I will use the big formation to suppress Su Li's sword intent, and then grind it with Wanshan, and send it to Qu Su to comprehend it!"
Hearing this, the two elders felt relieved, and thought that if they could really shatter Su Li's sword intent and send it to Chu Su, then maybe Chu Su would really be many years ahead of the suzerain's deduction and calculation before his death. Born, only then will the Longevity Sect really flourish again!
Just as the three of them were imagining a bright future, something suddenly happened.
The letter on the table trembled violently.
With a crackling sound, the envelope split open and turned into countless paper-like butterflies, which scattered in all directions.
Where does Su Li's letter need to be opened to be read? How does the sword intent he left behind need to be stimulated like those magic weapons
He wants the people of the Longevity Sect to see his letter and this sword, so no matter whether anyone opens the letter, they will definitely let the other party see it!
A domineering and fierce sword intent came out of nowhere and slashed down!
The stern sword cry echoed in the cave, so that the same stern scream was annihilated.
The fierce sword intent cuts everything encountered.
The swords of the three elders are profound.
The Dongfu of the Changshengzong that has not been destroyed for thousands of years.
The soft ivy in the depths of the cave.
Transparent water dripping from vines.
An invisible wind formed by moving air.
Everything was cut to pieces in an instant by this sword intent.
There was blood mist floating everywhere in the air, and it looked unusually bloody, but also had a thrilling beauty.
The three swords were broken into more than ten pieces.
Dozens of sword marks appeared on Elder Liang's body, and he fell among the ruins all over the ground. Looking at the sword intent that was plundering towards the outside of the cave, his pale face showed infinite horror and remorse. Exercising his last strength, he screamed, "Quickly close the formation!"
When the two elders heard his words, they thought of the problem, and their eyes showed despair, but they couldn't stop the sword intent from breaking through the air. Because their arms had already been severed by that sword intent, and they were covered in blood, unable to stand up.
That sword intent turned into a magnificent streamer, flew down from the cliff peak, passed the sect of the Longevity Sect, broke through the clouds, and flew into a mountain stream full of mist.
There was an extremely terrifying loud noise between the sky and the earth, and a circle of clear light covered more than ten mountain peaks with a radius of hundreds of miles.
That was the guardian array of the Longevity Sect.
Immediately afterwards, there were countless teeth-stinging metal grinding sounds in the mountain stream, countless golden lights burst out, and the sea of clouds rolled uneasy.
A childish but resentful voice sounded from the deep stream.
It sounded like a human voice but also seemed to be a bird song or some kind of mechanical repetition.
"Get rid of Su! Get rid of Su!"
The sword roar is sharp!
The voice gradually subsided and could no longer be heard.
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It was late at night, and many people were still awake.
Some people love someone, some people hate someone, some people miss someone, and some people miss food.
Before falling asleep, Xuanyuan Po ate half a Tangjing roast goose for supper, but after lying on the bed for a while, he became hungry again. How could he sleep when he was hungry
He walked to the stove on the other side of the lake, ready to take out the sauce crabs that were marinated a few days ago and eat them.
Walking into the kitchen, he found that the fire at the bottom of the stove seemed to have gone out. He didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't turn on the lamp. He touched the kimchi jar very accurately in the night.
Inside those seemingly inconspicuous jars of kimchi, it’s no ordinary crab in sauce.
He replaced the crab with the extremely rare blue lobster, so it should be lobster in sauce.
Now he is the logistics director of the Orthodox Academy, and he has a very good relationship with the chefs in Chenghu Building, so he won't miss the food, but the food is so extravagant that it seems a bit violent, if Chen Changsheng and Tang San When Shiliu found out, he would definitely have a huge reaction.
So he didn't let anyone know about these pots of sauced lobster, and secretly hid them.
The more secretly the food is hidden, the more delicious it is.
Xuanyuan Po didn't understand many principles and rules of the human world, but he was very clear about this. In the process of reaching out to the kimchi jar, he seemed to have tasted the extreme salty and delicious taste of the lobster in sauce, the rich sweetness inside and the kind that lingered on his tongue. The delicious flavors on the surface...
However, his hands were empty.
The kimchi jar that was supposed to be there was gone, all of them were gone, and the sauced lobster in the kimchi jar was naturally gone too.
Xuanyuan Po became extremely angry, several tiny bolts of lightning formed in his pupils, and there was a faint crackling sound from the slightly curly messy hair.
The world in front of him changed from darkness to light, and he could clearly see the picture in the kitchen.
Not only the kimchi jars, iron pans, bowls and chopsticks, piles of firewood, even the stove have been turned into pieces, just piled up on the ground.
The ground is messy, and the soup is all over the place, which is extremely dirty.
Xuanyuan Po became even more angry, and became vigilant, what happened here, and who cast such a terrifying sword intent here
The whole room was full of things cut into pieces by the sword intent, only the Shanhai sword was still there, lying quietly among the sawdust.
Xuanyuan Po stretched out his hand to pick up the Shanhai Sword, followed the subtle remnants of the sword's intent, and found that there were some other colors of ash faintly sandwiched in the stove ashes.
Those ashes are not like firewood, but more like paper.
He hesitated for a moment, and gently pulled out the lump of ashes with the Shanhai Sword.
The ashes immediately dispersed.
An unimaginable chill suddenly enveloped the entire room.
Xuanyuan Po's body became extremely stiff, his breathing became heavy, and he felt an unimaginable sense of danger in his heart.
That chill and dangerous feeling had nothing to do with the slowly spreading ash, but came from behind him, from behind the courtyard wall.
It is the deepest seabed, with suffocating pressure and cold.
The infinite blue waves are originally the ocean of death.
Xuanyuan Po began to sweat, and before the sweat had time to wet his clothes, it was condensed into frost by the chill that represented death.
Looking at the Orthodox Academy in the dark, the old nun walked forward.
A streak of snow and frost appeared on the courtyard wall, and then it melted silently and turned into wind and sand.
This scene is like a fairy tale.
The courtyard wall collapsed, and what appeared in front of her was the stove, so the stove also collapsed silently.
Xuanyuan Po stood in the ruins holding the Shan Hai Sword, his body trembling unceasingly.
Because he is scared.
As brave as he was, he was also terrified.
The coming person was unimaginably strong, and his aura was very cold, giving people a feeling that everything was about to be wiped out.
In the small building on the other side of the Winter Lake.
Zhexiu opened his eyes.
Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.
They all felt this feeling, and then they were inexplicably afraid.
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