Xu Zongjia, who was in the starlight, first glanced at the world in the snow and saw that the whole world was undergoing transformation. In the future, warriors can naturally practice in the human world and achieve the realm of immortality. It is just more difficult than the original heaven, but it is still a hope.

It is definitely a good thing for the warriors in the world.

The human world has obtained the origin of the heaven, and it is considered to be merged into one, and it is finally complete. Originally, the origin of the human world was lacking, and it was taken away by the heaven and could not be perfect. That is why it is basically difficult for all warriors to achieve immortality in the human world.

In this realm, only Zhang Fuyao, a Confucian saint, and the unknown eunuch of the Liyang Palace, who relied on Confucian luck and dynasty luck respectively to live forever in the world, can be regarded as fake heavenly realms. Even so, Zhang Fuyao can only barely do so.

After eight hundred years of support, Xuanyuan Jingcheng has now entered the realm of Confucian sage, which has made Zhang Fuyao unlucky, and his lifespan is now numbered.

Xu Zongjia thought of this and glanced at Xu Fengnian who was reluctant to leave him. He was still a little worried about his future safety. He stretched out his hand and slashed towards Liyang Palace with the Star Sword.

"ah!"

A shrill scream resounded throughout Tai'an City. The eunuch who had taken advantage of the dynasty's luck to retire with his country and become immortal was forcibly cut off from his connection with the dynasty's luck. He fell into the realm of false gods and could no longer live forever.

Only the strength of the land fairyland is left, and it is no longer difficult to make waves, and it can serve as the trump card backer of the Liyang Dynasty.

Even because of Xu Zongjia's sword, the luck of the Liyang Dynasty was reduced by three points. Emperor Liyang, who had been dragging himself to the sickbed, could no longer hold on, kicked off his legs, and died.

Emperor Liyang was already terminally ill and had difficulty staying in bed, so in order to smoothly transition the imperial power, the birds were gone, the good bows were hidden, the cunning rabbits died, and the lackeys were cooked. He was full of fear for his old ministers, so he killed the famous Zhang Julu among the nine tribes, which involved many people.

wide.

Now that Emperor Liyang has died and all his good ministers have been bereft, the Liyang Dynasty suddenly feels a bit precarious. The country is unstable and the country is unsustainable.

Xu Zongjia finally made a move for Beiliang. After doing this, he tied up his hands and said to everyone.

"My cultivation has long surpassed the realm of immortality. It is only because I have been suppressing my own aura that I stay in the human world. Now, in order to destroy the heaven, my cultivation has been fully displayed, and my energy has leaked out. The human world can no longer bear me.

The only way to exist is to transcend the world and leave this world!"

Wang Xianzhi and the other six had solemn expressions and excited fighting spirit in their eyes. They thought that immortality was the highest level of spiritual practice. Although they were only in the land of immortals at this time, they were all heroes in the world and naturally had the confidence to achieve immortality.

The state of the world, so the fighting spirit in my heart is inevitably slack. Now that I heard that there is a state above heaven and human beings, I naturally feel the fighting spirit and am very happy.

Xu Fengnian nodded silently. He was now also a master in the realm of celestial phenomena, capable of controlling the world. In the future, he was expected to live forever as a celestial being. Although he was reluctant to give up, he also knew that it would be difficult to retain Xu Zongjia.

Seeing that everyone had accepted this reality, Xu Zongjia once again flew towards the sky with the starlight. However, he suddenly stopped midway and separated a starlight and flew to the north. He flew towards the sky again, leaving only a brilliant starlight.

trajectory.

Beiliang Prince's Mansion, sixth floor of Tingchao Pavilion.

Nangong Pushe put down the last book in Tingchao Pavilion in her hand. So far, she had read all the books in Tingchao Pavilion. Thousands of mysteries of martial arts were flooding in her heart, thinking about everything and seeing everything.

Hearing, constantly integrating and deleting, a piece of martial arts secret gradually emerged in his mind. Nangong Pushe jumped out of Tingchao Pavilion, stopped in the void, took out the sincere Xiudong from his waist, danced with the sword, and his body shape suddenly

Fading and appearing, the sword light left traces, forming a second round of silver moon in the void, shining brightly.

Nangong Pushe's aura increased crazily. At this moment, a stream of light flashed, and Chun Lei appeared in front of Nangong Pushe. Looking at his sword, Nangong Pushe looked stunned, a little confused as to why the sword flew here.

Nangong Pushe carefully discerned and sensed the aura on the knife, and a sudden realization flashed in his beautiful eyes. At this moment, Mr. Xu's aura, could it be that he returned the knife?

Nangong Pushe's aura increased to its peak, but suddenly stagnated, as if it was blocked by an invisible shackles, and it was difficult to produce a qualitative change. He had only reached the pinnacle of the celestial realm, and was still a little short of the realm of terrestrial gods.

Nangong Pushe lowered his body and sighed, hiding a trace of disappointment in his heart. He knew that he was not lucky enough to break through to the realm of land gods. If he missed this night, it would take at least three years of hard work to complete it.

At the same time, a ray of starlight flew from the sky, streaked across the sky above Beiliang Prince's Mansion, and fell directly into the Spring Thunder Sword.

Nangong Pushe was stunned when he saw this, and by some strange combination he grasped the Chun Lei sword that was parked in front of him. A burst of luck fell on Nangong Pushe, and his aura surged again, and then withdrew again. He returned to his original nature, and his energy was harmonious.

Nangong Pushe has quietly stepped into the land of immortals.

"Since we say goodbye, we will never see you again. When I say goodbye, I see you break through. I will give you a special gift of good luck. I hope you will treasure it!"

Numerous memories flashed through Nangong Pushe's mind, including Xu Zongjia's laziness when she was studying, Xu Zongjia's exchanges with her on the essence of martial arts, her own surge of heart when she secretly observed Xu Zongjia, and her own sword-wisdom for revenge.

The decisiveness when cutting off the thread of love.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from the corner of his eyes and fell on the bluestone at his feet. Nangong Pushe reached out and wiped it silently. Looking at the wetness on her slender jade fingers, Nangong Pushe couldn't help but be startled. She has been there since she can remember.

, I have never shed tears, and I am more determined than a man.

A gust of cool wind blew by, blowing away Nangong Pushe's long hair, and endless green silk draped on her shoulders. The beauty and weakness of her daughter's family appeared on Nangong Pushe for the first time, and Nangong Pushe couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.

The complexity of it, all kinds of feelings came to his heart, Liu Mei frowned slightly, it turned out that he had been deeply in love for a long time without knowing it, Nangong Pushe thought of a poem that Xu Zongjia had recited in the past, his lips moved slightly, and he chanted infatuatedly.

"Who thinks that the west wind is alone and cool? The yellow leaves are rustling behind the closed windows. I ponder over the past and stand up to the setting sun. Don't be frightened by wine and fall into a heavy sleep. Gambling on books will eliminate the fragrance of splashed tea. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary."

Nangong Pushe was already crazy at this time. She was already in the realm of land gods, so she could naturally kill Xie Guanying, Tuoba Bodhisattva and Han Diao Si. They could avenge themselves, but there was no excitement or excitement at all, only loss and peace.

Pity.

After all, Nangong Pushe is not a pretentious person. He has a resolute character. Now that he has understood his intention, he stretched out his bare hands to take off the wooden hairpin on his head, pulled up his long hair and pinned it up. He turned into a heroic man again and hung the spring thunder sword on his head.

On the waist, the body jumped and left the Beiliang Prince's Mansion.

Nangong Pushe had already made up his mind. He would first kill Tuoba Bodhisattva and the other three, then go to Emperor Wu City to have a fight with Wang Xianzhi, and finally go to inquire about Xu Zongjia’s whereabouts and news, and where he had gone. All he needed was to know where he was.
Chapter completed!