The Great Sword Immortal Yue Qing wears a Yifang standard robe, with a sword "Hongzhen Wuyue" hanging on his waist, but compared to this semi-immortal weapon that can easily not be unsheathed, Yue Qing actually prefers Jianfang The standard long sword was forged, so the sword that the hands are holding at the moment was refined by the sword workshop. Many sword immortals and earth immortal sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi still like to use the swords made by the sword workshop wearing the robes of the clothing workshop. Yue Qing's contribution to the atmosphere of the country is extremely great.
The female sword fairy Zhou Cheng is still swinging there. A long time ago, the young man who said he wanted to visit his hometown died for her in the hands of the so-called hometown people. Zhou Cheng did not have a sword, and he was surrounded by Those golden silk swords that have been passed down from generation to generation are her unsheathed swords.
The young and handsome Jade Pure Realm Sword Immortal Wu Chengpei has red eyes and a distorted face. Well, well, there are a lot of great demons today, many familiar faces and many new faces.
Yuan Qingshu, the Sword Immortal of South Posu Island, stood side by side with Gao Kui, the local sword Immortal. Gao Kui looked solemn and told Yuan Qing Shu from his heart the origins of some legendary monsters. It has never happened in thousands of years that demons are out in force, gathering on the battlefield in the south, especially the fourteen big demons at the front on the southern land, and the first editions of the old Huangli calendars such as "Baize Picture" and "Soushan Picture" The existence at the forefront of the book will not be recorded in the many published versions that later circulated in the world. Even Gao Kui confessed that he had never seen it alive. This time, it was better to get it together in the wild world at once, which would save trouble.
Yuan Qingshu took off a sword gourd and drank wine. Every time Gao Kui told about the ancient origin of a big demon, Yuan Qingshu took a sip of the wine and used the name of the big demon to accompany the wine. The taste was excellent.
Han Huaizi, the leader of the Taihui Sword Sect, was resting his mind with his eyes closed. He put his palm against the hilt of his sword and tapped it lightly from time to time. Standing next to him was Li Cai, the leader of the Duckweed Sword Lake Sect who also came from Luzhou, Beiju.
Li Cai's eyes shone, what a good guy, all of them looked capable of fighting.
There were those two foreign travelers who looked more like fishermen and woodcutter than sword immortals, a pair of close friends on the Aai Aizhou Mountains, fellow practitioners, the sword immortals Zhang Shao and Li Ding. They were originally feeling a little heavy, but they looked at each other and understood. When the heart smiles, everyone has the will to die.
Zhao Gezhen sat on the same spot and looked back. Cheng Quan should have been sitting on the top of the city in the north. However, he was severely injured by the big demon and fell into the realm. He became a poor thing who left the Yuan Ying. Xiu had no choice but to curse and walk away. Zhao Gezhen looked away and laughed heartily. He and Cheng Quan had been fighting for this and that since they were children. They competed for their level, the quality of their flying swords, their killing power, and they also competed for the woman they liked. Cheng Quan has always won the most love for me, what happened now? Not only is my level higher now, I just want to fight to die first. You Cheng Quan, little Yuanying, don’t even have a chance, so you Cheng Quan will be obedient Eat the ashes behind your butt.
When we get down there, I'll go see her first and make you angry to death, Cheng Quan.
Nalan Yexing was a little annoyed. Couldn't these beasts in the wild world wait for a while before looking for death? When he returns to the immortal realm, when the beasts die under Nalan Yexing's flying sword, won't they be able to die happily? some?
However, Nalan Yexing was also a little puzzled. The opponent's posture looked a bit strange. In the past, the army that was as vast as a swarm of locusts in the sky and as dense as rats and ants on the ground had not yet gathered together. Could it be that the wild world depends on these naked monsters? , just want to attack the city? My uncle’s wine has not been sold to the wild world, so why are these big monsters’ brains broken?
Han Huaizi smiled slightly, looking free and high-spirited.
After this battle, I, the Taihui Sword Sect, feel no shame.
Mr. Yin Guan was gearing up, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and murmured: "At first glance, it looks like they are going to fight each other. After this fight, as long as you don't die, not only can you drink, but you will definitely be able to drink to your fill."
There was a swordsman squatting on the edge of the wall, stroking the edges with his hand, his expression indifferent, and there was still a faint feeling of remembrance that involves life and death.
A swordsman opened a pot of wine, muttered something in his mind, poured the wine slowly, and then threw the jug out of the city.
The old deaf boy had no expression on his face. He was just thinking about when he could walk down to the top of the city and go back to his den. The wind was really strong on this side of the city.
Mi Hu looked solemn. This time, it could be said that the person who came was extremely evil.
Li Tuimi in the Immortal Realm couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Okay, this time, it's no longer that little fat Yan who has gained weight and can eat meat. Looking at the other party's posture, he is also on the plate of Chinese food."
I saw that on the vast land south of the city head, there were a line of rows, with a total of fourteen seats, but the heights were different, and the size of the seats was even more different, just like the weirdest ancestral hall in the world.
This is different from the seating arrangement of the Patriarch Hall in Haoran Tianxia.
Except for the fourteen big monsters who looked very strange, the other so-called big monsters, familiar faces on the Sword Qi Great Wall in the past hundred years, now seemed less big monsters. They were originally the most eye-catching on every battlefield and attracted the most flying swords.
These prominent beings are now standing obediently behind the line.
These are the rules of the Wild World. They are simple, crude, and direct. They are even more straightforward than those on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As for the Haoran World, which likes to be vain and arrogant the most, it is incomparable.
Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back and chuckled softly: "My swordsmanship is high enough. Now look at the picture in front of me. It is a magnificent and beautiful artistic conception. I always feel that any sword can fall into place. What do you think?"
He stretched out his hands to hold the long sword, "I never think so much about drawing a sword."
Chen Qingdu glanced further to the south. He was worthy of being the master of this world. If he didn't take the initiative to show up, he wouldn't be able to find him if he was a little further away.
Chen Qingdu withdrew his gaze and looked at those guys who were making noises in battles. Some of them had dealt with each other before. Of course, they were due to various reasons, such as being lucky, escaping quickly, and having rough skin.
He wasn't hacked to death by himself. But it was all a long time ago. As for whether there are any stories "long after", it's hard to say.
The result of previous deductions was that by gathering the combat power of half of the wild world, one could conquer the Great Wall of Sword Qi. This was not a scare statement.
That's the truth.
It's just that these beasts, old and young, like to fight among themselves. In addition, the old immortal guy keeps dying and appearing and not appearing. There is no backbone for the leader, especially no one who can really restrain him, Chen Qingdu.
, after all, the sand was dispersed a bit. Many siege battles where victory was certain, but if the fighting was a little fierce and the muscles and bones were injured, a big monster would lead the army to retreat without permission, leading the tribal monsters back to recuperate, or
The Great Sword Immortals penetrated deep into the enemy's territory and killed a certain great demon. The other great demons began to occupy the power of the great demon that killed them, and they did not even care about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which was useless even after the attack was successful.
Therefore, there was only one time in history, and it was considered the most dangerous time. It was the Hall of Heroes in the wild world, the rat's nest that Chen Qingdu called. On nearly half of the thrones, their respective masters appeared, and each swore an oath to divide the throne.
Good interests, and then there was that big battle. Probably that one was the real tragedy. If Chen Qing remembered correctly, he was the only one left on the entire city at that time.
On the other side, the formation was almost broken, completely cutting off the future of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
That time, many old people in the eyes of young swordsmen died, and many children in the eyes of young swordsmen died.
Chen Qingdu sighed and said slowly: "It's time for the three parties to have an outcome."
The survivors who have been prisoners for thousands of years should also have an explanation for themselves.
Far to the south.
There is a broken and upside-down mountain with countless huge rubbles penetrated and implicated by iron chains. The scenery of the upside-down mountain is similar. The top of the mountain faces the ground and the roots point to the sky. The high platform of the upside-down mountain is as flat as a mirror. Under the sunlight,
It is dazzling, like the largest gold and copper coin in the world. There is a big demon wearing a golden robe, whose appearance cannot be seen clearly.
The big demon stretched out his hand and grabbed a large handful of golden copper coins that were uncertain in reality. However, soon the copper coins flowed back to the ground from between the fingers like a person scooping water. After all, it was not real enough and it needed so many landscape gods in the world to complete it.
Only then will this golden throne of mine be worthy of its name. According to the agreement, when I leave the mountain this time, all the fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water god in the vast world will be my own. Unfortunately, it is not enough. It is far from enough.
, if you want to become an existence like the sun in the sky, with the Tao unfettered for thousands of years, and truly become an immortal existence, you have to eat more, it is best to be the true reincarnation of the legendary gods in heaven.
Eat to be truly full!
There is a large piece of Qionglou Yuyu hanging in the sky adjacent to each other. There is a big demon in human form sitting on the railing, like a miser guarding a huge family fortune alone. He smiles and looks at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I have heard about that.
At the top of the city, farther north, there is the Tingyun Pavilion made of Xianjia jasper, and the Wanhe Residence where there are waves of pines and waves on a clear moonlit night. It seems that they can add a bit of color to your house, but it's just that
These are all tooth-beating sacrifices. Only when the Confucian Chen family, the "master of archways in the world", is located in Nan Posu Continent, are they occupied, can they be considered satisfied. Then, the small Aquarius Continent has an ancient ascension platform somewhere in the big world.
, it’s even better to have it in your pocket.
A huge god corpse floating in the air. There is a big demon sitting on the corpse's head. Next to it is a spear that penetrates the entire god's head. The body of the gun is hidden. Only the tip and tail of the spear are visible. There is a faint sound of thunder at the tip of the spear.
, the whole corpse was shaken by the shock. The big demon gently patted the tip of the sword. I heard that the Taoists in the world are good at the Five Thunder Methods, especially the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent.
We can meet for a while.
There is a withered skeleton made of numerous bones
On the throne, there are hundreds of thousands of corpses, both demons and sword cultivators. There is a big demon with white bones and no flesh and blood. His body is as white as jade. Under his feet is the head of an ancient great swordsman. He is being raped by the big demon who is holding a wine glass and drinking heavily.
Twisting his toes back and forth, the big demon stopped drinking by himself. He changed his sitting position, tilted the wine glass in his hand, and the bright red wine poured on the head. After a while, the head slowly rose into the air, and more and more wine was poured out of the glass.
, the head gave birth to blood, flesh, muscles and bones little by little, and finally turned into an old man about one foot tall, with an appearance no different from that of a human being. The big white-bone demon shook his sleeves, and a rainbow light flashed out. He was slightly stiff due to that movement.
The old man stretched out his hand to hold it. The dull old man with hollow eyes held the rainbow light for a moment, like a sword fairy holding a sword, with majestic momentum.
There is an ancient column with a height of thousands of feet, engraved with runes that have been lost for a long time. There is a long scarlet snake circling around, surrounded by indifferent dragon beads, which are circulating erratically. The long snake spits out a message and stares at it.
Blocking the wall, smashing the rotten fence that has been standing for thousands of years, and then smashing the upside-down mountain, it has only one purpose, it is the last little guy in the world who can barely be regarded as a real dragon. From then on, complete the road
, it has the final say in the movement of clouds and rain in the two worlds, and the laws of water and heaven.
A tattered robe slowly emerged. There was nothing inside the robe. It fluttered in the wind and made a hunting sound.
When this inexplicable ownerless robe appeared, in the heaven and earth near the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were ancient Sword Wills who were as excited as if they had met old friends, more Sword Wills were whimpering, and countless Sword Wills were fierce and increasingly irritable.
, as if angrily criticizing the gray robe.
A beautiful woman wearing an imperial crown and a black dragon robe, with the head of a dragon and the body of a dragon, sits high on a dragon chair the size of a mountain peak. The extremely long body of the dragon drags on the ground. Every time the tip of its tail gently taps the ground, it will
It was a violent tremor with a radius of hundreds of miles, and dust flew up. Compared to her huge body, there were hundreds of graceful women as small as dust around her, like flying apsaras on the murals, with colorful ribbons fluttering and pipa in their arms.
There was a short old man with a sword hovering in the air. His arms were as long as those of an ape, and he carried a long stick on his shoulders. His hands were resting on the stick casually. He had white eyebrows and hair, but was dressed in black. His sword was spinning slowly, and occasionally he
Inhaling, he sucked one or two pipa girls from the neighbor into his mouth, and chewed them carefully. In one of the old man's hands, he carried a string of rosary beads, but the rosary beads were quite rough, with large and small sizes and sharp edges.
of stones.
The woman sitting on a dragon chair and wearing a crown near the old man didn't take it seriously. She waved her sleeves and took the initiative to slap more than a dozen "handmaids" towards the old man, letting them devour them.
A Taoist wearing a snow-white robe is sitting in the air, his face is blurred, and he is three hundred feet tall. However, he is either a dharma image or his true body. There is a bright crescent moon hovering behind the Taoist, as if he has been plucked from the sky and brought to the human world.
There was the giant with three heads and six arms, sitting on a huge futon made of golden books. Even though he was sitting on the floor like this, he was still taller than the "neighbor" Taoist, and there was a shocking sword mark on his chest.
, as deep as a ravine, and the giant did not deliberately cover it up. Such a shame and humiliation, when will it be restored, and when will it be wiped away easily.
At a very high place, there was a neatly dressed bearded man with a sword on his waist and a sword on his back. Next to him stood a young man with a sword stand on his back. He was dressed in ragged clothes and had many swords in the sword stand. He was carried behind his back by a thin young man.
Like a peacock spreading its wings.
The last time all the heroes gathered for a secret meeting in the Hall of Heroes, he was not present even though he had clearly received the edict. He was not willing to show up, but no one dared to say anything at that time.
Higher up, there is a man in a Confucian shirt sitting upright, with a smile on his face, his hands folded on his abdomen, and a ball of light the size of a fist in his palm, suddenly white, suddenly dark, and suddenly colorful.
An extremely handsome young man, neither high nor low in position. Not only has he transformed into a human form, but his stature is only the same as that of an ordinary person. However, upon closer inspection, his face is made up of pieces. There is a helmet hanging around his waist.
To be continued...