Chapter 1026

Desolation was excited. He felt that he had wasted several years and did not consider leaving a message. He wondered how the reincarnation of the Elder was doing. He hoped it was not too late!

Feeling guilty and surprised, he moved quickly to remove the Restrictive Spell, remove the curse, and open the lid of the coffin.

Suddenly, an evil and horrible breath rushed out of the coffin, making his Vital Spirit tremble and his body stiffen. In his sight, a bronze fist the size of an earthenware bowl was hurtling toward him!

It was extremely heavy, like ten wild beasts that had shrunk to the size of a fist. It shook the void and tore several dark and terrible cracks, full of a sense of destruction.

Desolation was caught off guard and could only watch the fist coming at him. He only had time to think: If he was hit by it, his body would be torn into pieces!

Just then, he saw a sword light shooting toward him. In an instant, it split into dozens of hundreds of lights, forming pairs of Yin and Yang, connecting from head to tail, forming vortexes one after another. Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The vortexes were smashed by the fist one by one, but they weakened the fist layer by layer, slowing down the speed and dissipating most of the power, creating an opportunity for Desolation to escape!

"Good sword art!" Desolation praised in his heart. He exerted force on his half-squatting legs and flipped over. The place where the footprints were directly shattered and spread to the depths of the earth.

This swordsmanship was well-organized, and the process seemed simple. However, to be able to separate dozens or even hundreds of sword lights with no difference in strength was not something an ordinary person could do. Moreover, it was done with such ease, with both Yin and Yang. Desolation gasped in amazement at the level of his control. Even the Elders of the Flying Heaven Clan who were the best at subtle control had not made Desolation gasp in admiration!

After flipping over, Desolation landed on his feet and punched out. The earth roared and bound the corpse in the coffin. Adding the power to his fist, he faced the fist that had just broken the vortexes with a brutal strength that could shatter mountains!

Boom!

The air exploded, and the Everlasting Valley became dark. The earth shook violently, and stones fell like rain. Desolation took a few steps back, his right hand that could block Precious Weapons trembling.

Then, a figure appeared in his sight. It was the swordsman in white who had spoken rudely just now.

The corpse in the coffin was in a linen robe. His hair was pale and sparse, and his face was old and wrinkled. Like most corpses of the Exterior, there was no sign of decay.

He was nine feet tall. His limbs looked thin, but they contained tremendous power. It seemed that he had truly integrated his Internal Qi, Genuine Spirit, and Interior with his flesh and blood. He could destroy mountains and rivers by raising his hand!

"He was at the peak of the Exterior before he died, but his physical strength did not decline at all …" Mengqi roughly estimated Gu's strength.

"It's, it's another freaking corpse!" Song Bingde was so scared that he took a few steps back. He just wanted to rob a tomb in peace, why did he have to create such a scene?

Ancient One took a step forward, causing the earth to tremble. His eyes were empty and his lips were half opened.

"This body is really powerful. It's enough for me to kill all the people in the world who deserve to be killed!"

From his tone, it didn't sound like Gu. Had he been possessed by another vengeful spirit? Meng Qi had just thought of this, but before he could attack, he heard the tone of "Gu" change. It was a middle-aged voice, full of sorrow.

"Uh …" Mengqi, Huang, and Yi Xin were all stunned.

Gu's eyes turned cold. He looked at Mengqi and the others with hatred.

Gu's eyes turned cold. He looked at Meng Qi and the others with hatred and gnashed his teeth.

This time, his voice was hoarse but immature. He looked at Mengqi and the others with hatred.

This time, the voice was hoarse but immature, like a teenager who was still growing!

"Could it be that Gu has split into different stages?" Mengqi felt that he was always encountering strange things!

Gu took a step forward. The earth trembled again. He clenched his right hand as if he was about to strike. His voice suddenly became shrill.

"Adulterous couple, give me back my child!"

The void became heavy. A few electric cracks appeared, exuding an extremely horrible breath. Mengqi's mouth twitched. He gathered all his strength and the Force of Heaven and Earth at the tip of his sword. He slowly and heavily stabbed!

At the same time, Huang stepped forward. His breath was boundless, simple, and powerful. There was nothing fancy about it. A simple punch tore the airflow, shook the rocks, and collapsed the earth.

Boom!

The earth shook. Where the two fists and the sword met, there seemed to be black needles. The red rock walls on both sides collapsed like a bloody flood.

Mengqi and Huang retreated. Gu paused for a moment before pouncing forward again. His expression was twisted, and his voice was shrill.

"You destroyed my innocence and my family. If I can't live, you won't live either!"

Meng Qi sucked in a breath of cold air. He felt that Gu's condition was extremely strange. Could it be that there was not only one Yin Spirit possessing him, but ten, a hundred, or a thousand of them?

This made the word "ancient" seem extremely sinister and evil!

But with Huang guarding the tomb, no resentful spirits should be able to get close. Was it because of the Everlasting Valley?

Did Golden Blade Yi Meng see another "him"? Did Gu see countless "him"?

Thinking quickly, Meng Qi already had a plan in mind. No matter what "Gu" had encountered, at least the symptoms he showed were similar to what he had encountered!

He raised his sword in front of him and pointed it at the heavens!

Gu's eyes turned red and tears flowed down his face. He punched Yi Xin away and smashed through half of the mountain wall. He pushed his shoulder forward and hit Huang so hard that he vomited blood. Huang slid far away, his feet leaving two inch-deep marks on the bloody ground!

Boom!

Huge rocks kept falling. Song Bingde and Little Ru stared at the scene dumbfounded. They trembled at Gu's terror. Even two Level Six Peerless Master of Heaven were no match for him!

Suddenly, there seemed to be a subtle change between heaven and earth. Little Ru looked at Mengqi and saw that the swordsman in white had become indomitable. He was even taller than the two bloody rock walls on both sides. His aura was majestic and mysterious, as if he was the ruler of this area and the law.

He looked solemn like a Buddha. His right hand held the sword between his eyebrows and pointed it at the sky. His left hand formed a sword formula and connected it to the earth.

In the heavens and in the earth, I am the only one!

This was the most effective way to deal with an enemy that seemed to have split.

Flowing Fire stabbed out without any murderous intent or fast enough. It was like a stick on the head or the Enlightened Finger between the eyebrows.

Little Ru felt the red light of Flowing Fire spread out like the Grand Sun, lighting up every dark corner, including people's hearts. Immeasurable light, immeasurable life!

Her eyes became dazed and her pupils were filled with gentle flames. Suddenly, she hugged her head and moaned in pain. Song Bingde's expression was also dull and twisted as if he was fighting with the devil in his heart.

They all reacted, but Gu did not. His voice became soft and resentful.

"Everything we did was for you, Your Majesty!"

Even the first stroke of The Buddha's Palm did not work! What kind of monster was this? Mengqi's hair stood on end. His body after the Law Phenomenon seemed tiny compared to the nine-foot tall Gu.

Bang!

There was an inexplicable sound in the void. Gu took a step forward and his right fist absorbed the power of heaven and earth, growing rapidly. The light dimmed, the wind howled, and the silent but terrifying cracks appeared.

Meng Qi took a deep breath and regained his composure. He displayed his swordsmanship, using his sword light to form layers of nets. Layer by layer, he dispelled them. Finally, he straightened his sword and thrust it forward. Hundreds of sword lights stabbed at one spot!

Boom! Crash!

Amidst the explosion, the walls on both sides collapsed. It was almost completely destroyed and almost buried the Everlasting Valley. If Yi Xin, Huang, and the others were not of the Exterior level, they would have been buried.

Half of Mengqi's body was buried in the rocks. He took a few steps back and pulled himself out. Gu held the rocks and continued to chase after him.

Mengqi did not panic. He used his sword art, bladesmanship, sword art, palm art, and fist art as long as it was suitable. Coupled with the power of the Law Phenomenon, he did not show any signs of defeat even though he kept retreating and the walls collapsed.

As the fight went on, Meng Qi suddenly noticed a problem. Although the skills of the tribes of the Southern Wilderness were known for being simple and barbaric without much variation, the "Gu", who was an Exterior master with many years of experience, was too monotonous. He kept rushing forward and throwing punches as if he was demolishing the Everlasting Valley.

Could it be that the psyche in his body did not have the corresponding skill realm? Did he rely purely on his physical strength?

With this thought, Mengqi immediately changed his fighting style. He ended the Law Phenomenon in advance and swung his sword so fast that even Song Debin, an expert of the Exterior, could only see his afterimage!

"Gu" sometimes roared angrily, and sometimes screamed softly. He waved his fists, but he couldn't touch Meng Qi. Instead, he revealed many openings, allowing Meng Qi to get close to him and stab him.

However, Meng Qi's attack hit its mark and immediately flew far away. He was not greedy at all. Gradually, Gu's body was drenched in blood, and his breath began to weaken.

Mengqi became calmer after dealing with the right move. He combined his fighting experience with He Jiu and the others and became more outstanding.

Suddenly, Gu's breath disappeared. His knees gave way and he fell to the ground. His flesh and blood were still strong, as if he had returned to being a corpse!

The sudden change stunned Mengqi. He subconsciously thought, "You fell before I drew my sword …"

The Buddha's Palm did not interrogate the True Self, but his psyche slowly dissipated. Was it just some simple obsession that had nothing to do with the True Self and Vital Spirit?

Huang supported his wounded body and rushed forward to support Gu's body. He nodded to Mengqi and said, "Thank you for saving me."

"Don't worry. Saving you is also saving myself." Mengqi still maintained the demeanor of a cold swordsman.

Huang could not help but look at him and said, "You are very similar to a swordsman I met many years ago, but not as indifferent and aggressive."

"Who?" Mengqi was slightly curious.

"He did not say his name, but judging from his strength, he must have a great background in the Central Plains. I met him when I was guarding the tomb for the first time about ten years ago …" Huang briefly described the swordsman's appearance and momentum.

A figure suddenly appeared in Mengqi's mind, aloof, indifferent, and as ruthless as a sword.

Su Wuming!

Outer-sky God Sword Su Wuming!

He actually came to Everlasting Valley?

This discovery shocked Mengqi!

"What did he come for?" Mengqi asked in a low voice.

"I didn't pay attention. It felt like he just walked around and then left." Huang answered casually. He carried Gu's body back to its original position and kept digging with his fists. Finally, he found a coffin, a slightly dilapidated one.

Inside the coffin, there were a few words in the Southern Wasteland:

"Who are they, who am I …"

A strange feeling attacked Mengqi's heart again. At this time, he heard Song Bingde's concerned voice, "Little Ru, Little Ru, are you okay?"

Turning his head, Mengqi found the young girl Little Ru clutching her head and rolling around in the debris in great pain.