Tens of thousands of miles away, on the Cangjian Peak of the Heavenly Pillar Mountain in the Immortal Realm, Fu 'er was strolling in the bamboo forest behind the bamboo house with little Lulu, feeling a little bored. When Yan Li was here, she always liked to look for strange things to find him. Listening to him talk, she felt that time flew by, which was a strong contrast to the loneliness she was feeling now. Although the people of the Cangjian Peak liked her cuteness and would play with her when they weren't cultivating, there were always times when they were busy.
"Without master, I can't get excited." Fu 'er stopped stroking little Lulu's head, and the latter shook her head and cupped her hand. Unexpectedly, the trick she used to make her master happy suddenly didn't work. Her master was still sighing with a melancholy face, and she couldn't help but let out "Lulu" sounds.
"Little Lulu, when do you think master will come back? The battlefield is so dangerous. Will something happen to him?" Her face turned pale as she spoke, and she shook her little head, not daring to let her imagination run wild. "No, master will come back safely. He promised me that when he comes back, he will take me to play with sister Drifting Cloud. Humph, if he doesn't keep his promise, Fu 'er won't talk to him anymore! Am I right, Little Lulu? "
"Lulu —"
"Alas, you can't ignore him completely. Master will be sad. Just a little, a little bit, okay, Little Lulu?" She said to little Lulu with a smile.
"Lulu —"
Hearing the same answer, her little face frowned again. She was about to say something when her vision suddenly went black, and she fell straight down. Little Lulu thought she was playing with it, and lowered its head intimately. But after a few nuzzles, it found that its master still didn't move, and it was so scared that it kept neighing. It called a few times, but there was no response, so it rushed out of the bamboo forest. This horse had already gained intelligence, and it knew that it should go to its "lord" at this time.
Fu 'er's little body slowly floated up. She was originally bent like a corpse, but she suddenly came to life, and her whole body emitted an inexplicable divine light. She raised her head and saw a shining star slowly forming between her eyebrows. Above the Nine Heavens, in the distant sea of stars, there was a bright sun shining. She opened her eyes like a person who had just woken up from a deep sleep. Her gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet and was cast in a certain direction. Her small mouth slowly spat out a laugh.
"Hehe, Nine Cloud Sword Palace …"
Little Lulu rushed out of the bamboo forest and bumped into Luo Fangshuo at the end of the bridge, who was bringing food to them. She stepped forward and bit Luo Fangshuo's trouser leg, dragging him into the bamboo forest with all her might.
"Hey, Little Lv, what are you doing? Let go! Be careful of my food … "
Rushing into the bamboo forest, Luo Fangshuo saw Fu'er floating in the air.
She suddenly turned to look at him, and an indescribable aura surged towards him. But it only lasted for a few breaths, and before his brain could process it, he fell back to the ground.
The star above his glabella never disappeared again.
…
Demon Realm, Tailan Ruins.
After thousands of years, the Nine Cloud Sword Palace had reappeared. Because of the difference in appearance, no one present could tell its origin. Only Wei Shu, who was shocked, had a vague guess.
Twenty thousand of the Dragonblood Legion, which had been reduced by the cultivators, were completely annihilated in just a few breaths. Headless corpses fell to the ground, dying the snow a dark blue.
Even the shadow in the shadow hall, who was extremely sensitive to danger, couldn't escape this disaster. Only a small half of the people who had hidden in the snow survived, but they also didn't dare to show their heads due to fear.
Wen Ziqing touched his intact neck in a daze. He was a bit surprised and unwilling. After a long time, he let out a silent sigh.
The same situation was occurring on another battlefield.
Huang Shi saw his subordinates fall one by one and felt it was absurd and unreal. But when that invisible blade reached his body, he felt terror. That was an indescribable power. It seemed like Sword Qi, but it also seemed like it wasn't. Because his body had already suffered a fatal blow, if he died again, everything would be over. He chose to retreat. In his heart, he didn't think that he was fleeing because he was afraid of death. He just didn't want to die without knowing why.
Thus, in the eyes of Xiao Pojun and Xu Guang, Huang Shi's fleeing figure seemed to have a hint of honesty and uprightness — — the kind of honesty and uprightness that didn't make him feel ashamed for running away.
Of course, this didn't stop the two from laughing at him. After laughing at him, they came to their senses and looked at the source of their lives. Their gazes were different: one was filled with respect, the other was filled with jealousy.
At this moment, all kinds of emotions were written on their faces.
The Xue Kuang was forced to retreat once more. They were both forced to retreat, but the difference between the two times was like heaven and earth. Ever since he had become the Demon Sovereign's disciple, his Qi Domain had never been suppressed like this. The Desolate Tooth Heavenly Beast was forced back to its budding state. His Qi Domain was forcefully contracted, and the Qi force bounced back, oppressing his body in all directions, especially his chest. He suffered a pain that was ten times worse than when he stepped on Yan Li. A mouthful of blood was choked in his throat, and he could neither spit it out nor swallow it. His entire face and neck had turned purple.
"You ant …"
This voice was squeezed out from a tiny gap.
The voice was like a dying man cursing with his last breath, expressing his strong will to not admit Yan Li. Not only did he not admit it, he wanted to do what he did in the beginning, to step on Yan Li like an ant.
The broadsword suddenly appeared in his hands, he bent his knees and broke through the Sword Palace's blockade. He leaped out of the new Sword Tomb and arrived at a higher altitude. His Qi Domain was released and fiercely bounced back. The Desolate Tooth Heavenly Beast became even more solid. There was only madness left in his eyes:
"You ant!"
His Qi was strong, his voice shook hundreds of miles, rumbling like thunder. This exhalation was quite carefree. At this moment, it was as if he had risen to a limitless height, the bottleneck that had been troubling him suddenly disappeared, as if his Qi had been released. His body and soul felt an unprecedented joy.
"There is a world between reality and illusion. I put too much effort into 'showing' and neglected to cover the true essence. I see … I see … hahahaha … "
In his wild laughter, he almost shed tears of joy. The fact that this opportunity came from an ant was no longer important. After crossing this realm, it was a whole new world. An ant would always be an ant, it would never be able to understand the beauty of a whole new world.
Yes, Yan Shifang would never understand his feelings at this moment. He looked down from a higher place, thinking that everything that happened just now was like smoke in his eyes, he did not care at all. He raised the broadsword, the moment when his Master used the Moon Embracing Parasol appeared in his mind, he was like Wenren Weiyang.
The Desolate Tooth Heavenly Beast came to the world and let out an earth-shattering roar. The solid sound made people not doubt the arrival of an ancient wild beast.
"Sixteen Forms of the Wild Demon!"
As the broadsword slashed down, Xue Kuang's eyes met Yan Li's, who had raised his head to look at him. Xue Kuang's heart shook violently. His previously calm mood suddenly fluctuated violently like a tsunami.
"Three Realms and Six Dao, Heaven and Earth, None Can Break."
Yan Li stretched out his hand, grasped a giant sword, and casually slashed it towards the sky. Wherever the sword went, there was nothing it could not break. Even the night sky was split into two.
Xue Kuang looked down at his hand in a daze, watching as he slowly turned into dust and scattered to the corners of the world.
"Unforgivable …"
The whisper in the cold wind seemed to hide endless sorrow.
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