What kind of sword style is this? How can he have so many sword wills without using the sword work of Aoyama? The Immortal Jingyang … is truly remarkable. "
The Fairy Swordsman En Sheng left the medical cabin and stood on the cold alloy floor. Looking at the scene on the light screen, he remarked sentimentally, "He's so formidable even though he hasn't woken up yet. What will happen if he wakes up? Well, you can't really wake up anyway. "
It was true that Jing Jiu hadn't woken up yet.
If he did wake up, he would turn into a sword.
He was in fact a sword at the moment, but he didn't have to worry about being sheathed by the Grandmaster of Aoyama. The green light rope left on his wrist by the Grandmaster of Aoyama was the external appearance of the new Inherited Heaven Sword. The new Inherited Heaven Sword was a program. As long as his spiritual world was empty, he wouldn't be controlled.
All the monsters on the planet were cut into pieces by his sword and then frozen into snowflakes by the severe cold.
Jing Jiu still raised his right hand, and the nine dreadful monsters were still hovering in the high sky.
Those huge black mother nests exuded an evil and cold energy, and they didn't respond to the tens of thousands of light rays shooting up from the ground.
Countless invisible metal threads arrived at the edge of the atmosphere and exploded like fireworks, piercing towards the mother nests.
No sound rang out, and nothing changed.
Those invisible metal threads were still invisible.
The heavy ion cannon that could kill General Li had no effect on these monsters of the highest state in the Sea of Dark Matter.
Jing Jiu could sense that those metal threads didn't even touch the bodies of the mother nests; they simply slid past them.
The energy exuded by the Dark Ones grew colder and colder. It had nothing to do with the cold intent of heaven and earth; it was a death energy that was the opposite of existence and life.
The snowflakes kept falling down, and the atmosphere was very clean. The light of the distant permanent star was very clear, but it was gradually swallowed by those huge black spheres. The sky grew darker and darker, as if time had been reversed. The morning sunlight vanished, and the world returned to the dark night.
"It's the Black Realm." The Joyous Monk said to Jing Jiu after he opened his eyes and glanced at the Dark Ones in the sky.
Since the rebirth of the human civilization, the Dark Ones hadn't appeared at the same time, and too much information about the distant ancient times had been lost. The central computer had deduced a conjecture based on the observation of the space data after seeing the scene on the Full Moon Planet this morning. The number of Solitary Ones was not as simple as simply increasing. When the dark energy formed an extremely dense area between them, that area would even become a powerful barrier similar to a gravitational field.
The Joyous Monk didn't know this conjecture when he was in the Sea of Dark Matter; but when he saw the second Secret One behind the head of the Giant, the Heavenly Will Connection sent out a strong warning. As such, he turned around and fled without a second thought, and then conveyed the warning to Jing Jiu.
What was strange was that his words were a little frivolous, as if he was joking and mocking. Perhaps he wanted to show off in front of Jing Jiu.
It was because he hadn't seen the Snow Girl for many years, either in this world or in Chaotian. It had been a long time since he and the Snow Girl had seen each other, no matter if it was in this world or in Chaotian.
Jing Jiu's mind was that of a child's, and he had become a child himself at the moment. He had no idea what the Joyous Monk was saying or what he was showing off. The Joyous Monk was still raising his right hand toward the sky, and the light in his palm was still emitting.
In the next moment, he pulled back his fingers and clenched his palm into a fist with the middle empty, as if he was holding a sword.
This was purely a reflexive action.
The countless thin lines that had scattered into the sky closed together with his action, turning into a straight metal line that was hard to see clearly.
A faint breaking sound could be heard in the distance amid the wind and snow.
The straight metal line was like a sword that extended from the ground to the edge of the atmosphere. It directly broke through the black domain, cut open the incomparably tough surface, and pierced into the body of a Dark One. However, it only pierced a little, and it could not go any deeper.
The skin of the Dark Being seemed to be the most viscous swamp, but it was also as weak as the empty space.
An unimaginably evil and gloomy energy came out from the deep end of the Dark Being. It traveled back along the metal line like a black lightning bolt, creating countless dazzling sparks in the atmosphere and landing on Jing Jiu's body at an unimaginable speed. Pah!!!
Pah!!! Pah!!! Pah!!! The large blue tracksuits were torn apart as they danced wildly in the air.
The figure of the little boy could be vaguely seen amid the ear-piercing blue electric arcs.
These energies couldn't harm Jing Jiu; it was the evil death energy itself that could harm him.
The Dark Being represented the objective will of the Sea of Dark Matter, and it was exceedingly powerful.
Back when he ascended and left Chaotian, he was severely wounded by the self-explosion of a Dark Being, and his spiritual soul was mostly injured by the will of the Dark Being.
His spiritual world was in a state of chaos now, and he had no way to resist it. In fact, he didn't even know how to resist it, so he was no match for the Dark Being.
Boom!!! The blue electric arcs and the tracksuits were torn to shreds, dissipating in the light snow.
A small pit appeared in the center of the basketball court, the edges of which were filled with the rapidly condensing lava, the black smoke exuding from the cracks of the lava.
Lying at the bottom of the pit, Jing Jiu exuded the black smoke from his body, his face pale and eyes closed. It seemed that he had passed out.
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…
All the people in the universe who witnessed the scene fell silent.
Jiang Zhixing and the other officers and soldiers on the Scorching-Sun Battleship had vaguely guessed that the youth was the Advisor. As they were feeling excited after seeing him kill all the monsters on the planet, they felt a bit hopeless when they saw him lying on the ground severely wounded.
Seeing the nine black suns in the sky and sensing the powerful destructive will and death intent of the Sea of Dark Matter, many people felt hopeless.
Would they give up hope as soon as it appeared? Would the Planet of the Full Moon sink to the bottom of the ocean? Would the Federation of the Milky Way suffer the same fate?
No, many people didn't give up hope. They were not the disciples who didn't take a stand like Zhao Layue and the researcher in the gray checkered shirt, nor were they the fanatical believers who believed that Jing Jiu was the new god like the female priest of the Stargate and the Main Preacher of Tai Yang; they were the ascendants like Ceng Ju and Chen Ya.
When the world counted down to zero a few days ago, Jing Jiu didn't wake up, nor did he die. All the ascendants, save for the Joyous Monk, who was influenced by his self-obsession, came to a simple conclusion that Jing Jiu must be with the Snow Girl.
Though Jing Jiu couldn't defeat those Secret Agents while he was unconscious, it didn't mean that the Snow Girl couldn't.
As long as the Snow Girl was willing to come forward, the Planet of the Full Moon and the humans would have some hope.
It was true that Jing Jiu thought he was the most powerful Cultivation practitioner in the history of Chaotian; but it was merely his own opinion.
He was well aware that this Cultivation practitioner was limited to the human race.
The Snow Girl had always been the most powerful being in the history of Chaotian.
She had always been the most powerful one, whether it was during the time of the founding grandmasters of Green Mountain or at any time after that.
In a sense, the history of Cultivation in Chaotian was the story of how the human Cultivation practitioners struggled to survive under the pressure of the Queen in the north. In the end, they couldn't defeat her and had no choice but to ascend.
Over tens of thousands of years, the human race had only stayed by the edge of the snowland, where they had built a formation and a defense line of tens of thousands of miles. What they did was merely defend against the monster invasions; they didn't dare provoke her, save for the crazy women like Lian Sanyue, Zhao Layue and Bai Zao … In fact, many Cultivation practitioners believed that the human race would have been destroyed a long time ago if the Queen had led the monster invasions southward because she didn't have any interest in this world.
The humans were facing a great danger in the new world, and they had no way to resist the nine Secret Agents who appeared at the same time. At the moment, those ascendants could only hope that the most formidable enemy in the history of the human race would come to the rescue of the humans.
This sounded a little absurd, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense.
Now that Jing Jiu had been defeated, who else could stop the dark night except for the Snow Girl?
Ceng Ju, Chen Ya and the other ascendants were certain that the Snow Girl was on the Moongazing Planet and should be close to Jing Jiu. Moreover, everybody had heard the voice of the Snow Girl preaching the Dao; but where was she at the moment?
The snowflakes falling down from the cloudless sky were so cold that all the lakes and rivers in heaven and earth had been frozen. The source of the coldness was the building area. The Snow Girl should be nearby, but where was she?
The Cultivation practitioners in Chaotian had lived under the shadow of the Snow Girl for many years, but few of them had seen her true appearance. It was the same for those who had fought with her, including Cao Yuan and Zen Master.
Besides the Joyful Monk who had drifted out from the crack of the Icy Ocean many years ago, only Jing Jiu and Tong Yan had seen her in her weak state after childbirth.
Many gazes were fixed on the little girl standing by the Joyful Monk on the basketball court. Was she the Snow Girl?
Soon, Chen Ya and the others denied this conjecture. They had seen this little girl when General Li fought against Jing Jiu and Jian Xilai in the galaxy beyond the fog, and they knew that she was the body of that young woman, so it was impossible for her to be the Snow Girl.
Some ascendants like Ceng Ju liked reading the novel "The Path Toward Heaven" and playing the game of the same name, so they had suspected the doll in Hua Xi's bosom. However, the doll was wrapped in a red cloth, so they couldn't see it clearly. Moreover, they didn't believe the description of the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom by Jing Jiu in the novel. They thought that the thing in Hua Xi's bosom was a camouflage created by Jing Jiu and the game.
Where was the Queen?
The shapeless metal threads dropping down from the edge of the atmosphere landed on the basketball court and gathered in the slightly sunken pit.
The snowflakes falling from the sky were cut into smaller petals soundlessly.
As the black smoke in the crack dispersed, the figure of Jing Jiu could be seen clearly. He was not a little boy anymore, but much bigger now.
Nobody paid attention to the amazing scene.
It was because a scene on the other side had attracted the attention of the whole universe.
Hua Xi stood by the Joyous Monk, holding an object wrapped in a red cloth in her bosom.
A small hand reached out from the red cloth.
The small hand was round and snow-white, looking very adorable.
The cute little round hand knocked on Hua Xi's forehead very roughly.
Pah!!!
Hua Xi came back to her senses and put her on the ground hastily.
The Joyous Monk let out a complicated and experienced smile on his face. … …
The broken snowflakes were drifting in the air on the basketball court, and the ground was full of cracks.
The Snow Girl looked up at the sky, her hair tousling.
She didn't look at the nine black suns, but at a satellite outside the atmosphere for some reason.
All the people in the universe who saw the scene were stunned.
Those ascendants from Chaotian were even more shocked. Even a Saint like Ceng Ju let out a low cry reflexively. Was it possible that this baby-like snowman … was the strongest swordsman in Chaotian in tens of thousands of years, the Queen of the Snowy Kingdom?
How could the Queen look like this? Was it possible that what the Immortal Jingyang had written was true? It wasn't fabricated at all. If all this is true, why is Her Majesty wearing that red cloth? Was it a cloak or a cloak?
"It looks like … the material of a bedsheet."
On the observation platform at the edge of the distant atmosphere of the Main Planet, Zong Lizi, Ran Handong and Jiang Yuxia had already gathered behind Zhao Layue and Liu Ada. They looked at the scenes on the light screen attentively, thinking of the descriptions in the book. They were extremely excited and nervous, their eyes full of admiration and yearning.
This was the first time they had seen the rumored Snow Girl.
It was said that every little girl would put on a bedsheet and play the role of a queen or queen at night.
The Snow Girl put on a bedsheet that day, but she was not playing the role of a queen; it was because she was the Queen to begin with.
Whoosh!!!
The red cloth was tousled by the cold wind, looking like a bloody flag waving in the wind.
Looking at the nine Virgin Swordsmen in the sky, the Snow Girl's black pupils full of indifference.
It was unclear when Cold Cicada had flown over from the basketball hoop and landed on her face.
The white and adorable little beetle crawled slowly from left to right, leaving a thin line on her face from left to right.
The line was very red, like blood, and then it split apart slowly.
"Chirp, chirp."
An unimaginably powerful energy came out from the small body and spread to the whole planet in a short time, passing through the atmosphere and heading toward the deep part of the universe. It was her proclamation to all the people and all the monsters that she was the ruler of the world.
No matter it was that world or this one.
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