Mount Taiyi shattered the last legacy of Peng Chongjian and sank into the depths of the disaster.
This mountain has long been refined into Peng Chongjian's magic weapon. It is gathered and broken again, and broken and then reunited. Now it will never be lifted again.
The people who moved this mountain on the battlefield disappeared today, but they did not die today.
The moment the former Master Bishan ascended to the throne of Master Blood River, the soul named Peng Chongjian died forever.
These three words, Peng Chongjian, are the protector of the Blood River Sect who said, "There is still a boundary before the blood river, allow me to be here." He is the number one person who dares to attack the evil ancestor of Bodhi with the power of Dongzhen cultivation... and he is just a person.
Meaningless name.
Everything this name represents has long been eaten up and devoured.
Meng Tianhai didn't even bother to give him a look. He just looked at the four Yandao monks present indifferently, and said with regret: "We could have ended this farce calmly, and you could have left safely."
"You have been living for fifty thousand years. You old turtle, you don't think that you are powerful if you live for a long time, do you?" Si Yu'an laughed and said: "Today is indeed a farce. I want to see how you make me unsafe!"
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The thatch that flew away from Taiyi Mountain turned leisurely, and the tip of the grass was facing Meng Tianhai.
At this moment, the heaven and the earth stand in silence, the world of mortals is slaughtered, the water of disaster is churning, and the waves are rushing. At this moment, no matter the turbid current or the clean current, all the waves are turned. The top of the wave is like the tip of a sword, pointing to Meng Tianhai, and let it go!
At this moment, what Meng Tianhai faced was not just a thousand swords, but ten thousand swords?
The wind that faces us is also a sword. The surging Yuan Power also carries the edge. The infinite evil power of this rootless world is almost infinitely transformed into sword energy...
When Si Yu'an thought, everything became a front, and his sword turned over the sea of ​​evil!
It was not until this moment that he truly showed his true strength, truly demonstrating his terrifying power in commanding the five great sword masters and commanding the Time Sword Pavilion.
Facing this sword, Meng Tianhai showed a strange expression on his face, twisted and slightly intoxicated: "Your swordsmanship has far surpassed that of Guan Changqing back then. It's just this ignorant mouth...
…When can it be changed?”
His face that belonged to Huo Shiji suddenly rippled like water, and with a slight flip, it had a new look - it was a face with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a heroic appearance.
The mood is like facing a mirror.
His facial features are naturally eye-catching, and he naturally embodies a kind of temperament that is full of stars. But in those proud and sharp eyes, what is surging at this moment is sadness. He hesitates to speak, and hesitates to speak.
He stopped, and finally said solemnly: "Good disciple, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are better than my teacher. I am very happy to be my teacher!"
The myth of Meng Tianhai, fifty-four thousand years. In addition to Huo Shiji and Peng Chongjian... he can also be called Guan Changqing!
For Si Yu'an, the three words "Official Changqing" are themselves a sharp sword. And it left scars as early as 3,900 years ago. It was sad in the past, and it is sad today.
In the past, I cut off a young man's tears, but today I am going to kill a master of swordsmanship.
‘Guan Changqing’ opened his hands widely, and swords roared across the world. Thirty-nine hundred years ago, he was the world’s best swordsman. After reaching the top, the scenery of the world was different.
The troubled water suddenly stirred up, and the waves surged and lost their direction. Thousands of swords struck back, the turbid current and the pure current killed each other, and the waves cut off the waves!
The entire sea of ​​evil seems to have spread out into a battlefield for sword fights. Two sword intents from the same sect are engaged in the most fundamental and naked fight in every corner about water droplets, Yuanli, and rules.
Guan Changqing versus Si Yuan!
Si Yuan should have gone crazy with anger, but he didn't.
He was surprisingly calm.
Just like when Jiang Wang set foot on the top of Tianmu Peak for the first time, he only saw a middle-aged man sitting calmly on the bluestone on the edge of the cliff with an ordinary breath.
After so many years of ups and downs, the thatched cottage named "Suijiange" remains unchanged, except for a few more thatches.
It's just that the child who once ran around the mountains with thatch has grown up to be a true king who can divide mountains and seas with a straw sword.
He stretched out his hand, took his thatch, and took back his childhood, boyhood, and youth, as well as these three thousand nine hundred and seven years. At this moment, the edge of the grass sword had already made him feel
Zhou's rules began to break down and become confused——
Through the long years, in this chaotic world, his sword is the only order.
So he raised his foot forward and stabbed him with the sword.
At this moment, neither Jiang Wang's Qian Yang Red Eyes nor Chong Xuan Zun's Zhan Wang could clearly see what was happening.
Jiang Wang even summoned the Immortal, and when his sight caught the target again, Si Yu'an was already holding a thatched sword and appeared three hundred feet behind Guan Changqing.
This sword is completely beyond sight, flowing backwards in the long river of time!
The waves of time faded away, and Si Yu'an's voice sounded in a cold way: "Even if you swallow his name, his flesh and blood, and his cultivation, you are not him. Meng Tianhai
, are you born mediocre? I think you have never seen the truly magnificent scenery in this world. So you are still so far behind in imitating it so hard - you are simply blaspheming the way of the sword!"
This sentence seemed to conclude his sword.
Then the wind passed through the wilderness and everything was destroyed.
Guan Changqing's powerful body was instantly shattered.
The crazy sword roar between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.
People can see it so clearly - a gust of wind smashed another gust of wind. A part of the waves chopped another part of the waves into pure water!
The person named ‘Guan Changqing’ was completely chopped into pieces!
The battle of kendo is over.
But the battle is not over.
Suddenly there was the sound of water dripping.
At the place where Si Yu'an's sword smashed Peng Chong's slip, above the water where Taiyi Mountain sank. I don't know when, white water vapor appeared. The water vapor condensed into water droplets, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-ticked the water surface, and rippled in a circle.
lock up.
The two small circles of water patterns gradually turned into two footprints. The footprints extended upwards and grew into a pair of legs, then a torso, and then a head. The flesh and blood were concrete, and the breath was vivid.
‘Peng Chongjian’ appears in front of everyone again!
In the True Source Fire Realm, everyone looked at him with suspicion.
‘Peng Chongjian’ can actually appear again! And his death is clearly real and concrete!
Is this person an immortal existence?
No wonder 'Huo Shiji' and 'Peng Chongjian' both died so easily. Perhaps for him, death was not such a harsh price.
How can such a terrifying and powerful man be eliminated?
'Peng Chongjian' doesn't seem to care about people's panic, or in other words, he enjoys it. After all, he has hidden this secret for more than 50,000 years and has always only shared it with the dead. This is an obscure person who sinks under the water and occasionally surfaces.
Breathing out of the water.
Wearing the blood-colored sect leader's robe, he tried to regain his energy for a while. It was as if he had just woken up, rather than just resurrected. He slowly stretched his body, and then looked at Si Yu'an with a smile on his face: "I actually feel that
Am I mediocre?”
His eyes turned to Chen Pu again: "It seems that although you and that damn Zuo Qiu Wu were lucky enough to find my name in the long river of time, they don't know me, Meng Tianhai."
The four major academies each have their own strengths, and the historical research of Qinku Academy should be the first. So when Chen Pu was not sure, he went to Qinku Academy in person and visited Zuo Qiuwu, the contemporary dean of Qinku Academy. In the end, he found the Blood River
The name of the ancestor Meng Tianhai.
At this time, Chen Pu shook his head.
"The people who did not become gods in the mythical era had the opportunity to start a new era, but lost to the Immortal Emperor and have been silent since then. The people who have traveled through modern times and lived in the present world." The dean of Mugu Academy used this sentence to describe it.
Meng Tianhai, therefore his sigh seemed particularly real and regretful.
He said: "Meng Tianhai, we really don't know you anymore. Over the years since you erased your name, the world may have been waiting for you to reintroduce it. But I am very sorry that when this name appeared again, you turned out to be
Expressing myself in such an ugly way."
"Be more open-minded, Dean Chen." Si Yu'an persuaded: "Maybe in the age of mythology, this Meng Tianhai was actually uglier! What you have received is already pretentious information - think about it this way, isn't it?
Is there nothing to regret?”
'Peng Chongjian' looked back at Si Yu'an, still smiling: "What kind of person is Guan Changqing in your impression?"
He asked himself and answered: "Guan Changqing is a very smart man. When he came to Huoshui, he discovered something was wrong early and used many methods to fight, but I broke them down one by one. He also had a strong temper.
Before I could free my hand, I decided to kill myself. I would rather destroy my sword bones and curse the sword to swallow poison than let me eat him...
"I gave him a lot of respect and left his body. I didn't erase the clues he left for the descendants of Jiange. I only ate his soul."
He asked: "Yu'an, is it because I don't eat enough and I'm not complete enough that you don't want to call me - Master?"
To be continued...