"Originally I thought so too!" Qingchenyue stared at Suxi and said: "Three years, three years, I am sure that you are not Suxi. In the past three years, you have shown many signs that you are not Suxi. No.
Talking about all the things in the past, I just ignored Master's warning and read the Yu Mi Teng fragments, which is indeed in line with Su Xi's behavior. But with Su Xi's cultivation level, it is impossible for me to type in these few pagoda characters, Mi Teng
The magic power derived from the fragments of the scroll will completely fade away. This is one of the reasons. The second is that he is mumbling that he has not obtained the authentic copy of the Futu fragments, and that he cannot be like Yanchen, who can calm the sea and close his heart and mind like Yan Chen.
Gui Wuxiang is indeed like Ji Suxi's actions, but it is just like Ji, not the real Suxi. With Suxi's nature, would he let Yanchen sit quietly and practice like this? He had already taken action to snatch it away, and had to take it off
Yanchen’s right arm cannot be used. I believe you understand this, but even though you understood it, you didn’t do it. Right, Manzhu Shahua!”
As soon as the four words "Man Zhu Sha Hua" came out, Su Xi was startled and glanced at Qing Chen Yue, then turned his gaze to Yan Chen.
"After all, I can't hide it from Master's eyes!" Yan Chen opened his eyes, shining brighter than the stars.
In an instant, Suxi transformed into Manzhu Shahua.
Yan Chen smiled brightly and said: "It's understandable that the judge is not Suxi, but how did Master know that her name is Manzhu Shahua?"
Qingchenyue raised her finger and pointed at the Xuchen Mirror of Hanxing, and said to Yanchen: "The secret of Xuchen Hanjing's access to the sky. The four characters Manzhushahua naturally come from the Xuchenjing of Hanxing. I know that, since you
By letting Manzhushahua transform into Suxi, you definitely don’t want me to worry about you. I understand your filial piety, so you’d better tell me what happened to Suxi and where you are now!”
"Gongyu Ancient Forest, but it's not Gongyu Ancient Forest!" Yan Chen paused and said: "In the tomb of Fire Tears City, at an extremely critical moment, the disciple used the Xixi Stone to open a space-time path, intending to let Su Xi
Together with Manzhu Shahua, they traveled back to the present world and escaped from danger. Who would have thought that the Guiyang Sword Qi would burst out across the time and space road. Fortunately, the bloody handprint sealed by Gongyu Gulin also arrived in time, but was blocked and killed.
Jie, take Su Xi away. I thought that Su Xi should be taken to the seal of Gongyu Ancient Forest by the bloody handprint. When I got there, the disciple could really feel Su Xi’s breath. Just when the disciple was about to take action to take Su Xi out of the seal
Pulling it out, they bumped into the Yan family below the seal and began to attack the seal. Their attack this time was quite violent. Even though the bloody handprints found by Du Yitian suppressed it, the seal still broke! Just as the seal was broken open
At that moment, the wind surged, black thunder cracked the sky, and a bloody body of Du Yitian descended. He pressed a black black stone in his arms onto the crack in the seal and reshaped the seal. When he left, he warned
Disciple, Su Xi in the bloody hand seal will be rescued by Meng Shen three years later. If Su Xi is forcibly pulled out, although it will not break the seal of the Yan family, it will definitely greatly deplete the strength of the disciple's sealing right arm.
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"What, Du Yitian's past body reappears?! Wasn't he refined into weapon components by the eyes of 'Heaven'?" Qingchen Yue was horrified when he heard this. Du Yitian is a heavenly being. In such a situation, the past body
He was still able to come across the world, but his methods were too tyrannical. "So, because I was worried about Su Xi, you acted in a three-year drama with Manzhu Shahua."
Yan Chen smiled brightly and said: "My disciple has concealed his fault. I hope Master will forgive you. You should be careful not to worry."
Qingchenyue stopped, his eyes full of worries, and said: "You are proud of being a teacher. You concealed Su Xi's affairs out of filial piety. How can you blame me as a teacher? Since Patriarch Du Yitian has said so, Su Xi will be fine." .What worries me the most is the seal on your body. If the power of the Futu Fragments still cannot be guarded, tens of thousands of people will die in vain! That kid is really good. He fought bloody for three years and left the purgatory in the world. This is a pure land where you can both sing and cry. Yue Chou, you should be happy."
"The clear moon shines on the blue clouds, and the Chinese stars accompany the cold sound. The lonely sky, the setting sun at dusk, is like a shadow on the wind, following it through the ages. The old man in Kunlun, Chang'e with a beautiful eyebrow, lonely heart every night, the palace is cold and green, asking where is the elixir? Tsing Yi The singer sings by the stars, and the thick yellow tears are as sad as the abyss. The cuckoo's blood, the third moon, the still rain, all the sad things, no match for the tears of the mortal world, the bitter heart is hard to break..."
Yan Xing was running through the mountains and forests of Mengjiang, sweating like raindrops. The stone statue of Meng She carried on his back became heavier and heavier, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms on his body. Having cultivated to the first level of Shen Nirvana, he found it difficult to walk.
"Damn it!" Yan Xing took off the stone statue from his back and placed it on the grass. He found that the stone statue weighing tens of thousands of kilograms did not press down any holes in the soft soil and weeds.
This infinite gravity was obviously aimed at Yan Xing, who was extremely angry.
After resting for a while, Yan Xing showed an evil smile and said: "The ancestors told me to take Meng She to the seal of Gongyu Ancient Forest, but they didn't say that he must keep his whole body. What's more, Meng She was petrified again, and he was Cut it into pieces and carry it, and see how you can still use gravity to hold me down!"
"Ping!"
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
Sparks were flying and electric wires were flying. Yan Xing held the black iron sword in his hand and struck dozens of times, but he was unable to split the stone statue!
Although this black iron long sword is not a great killing weapon, judging from the fierce sword energy it bursts out, it is almost as sharp as the God-killing Yanblade and Youluo Sickle. How come it can't split the stone statue? ?
"The thunder from the Nine Heavens shocked the sky and turned into a sharp sword to draw it! The Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword!"
Yan Xing roared angrily, his body whirled rapidly, and he stabbed the sky with his arm holding a long black iron sword. The mountains and forests of Mengjiang were dim for a moment, and the sky rolled with thunder and thunder, turning into nine extremely sharp swords of thunder and lightning, tearing the sky apart. Qiongzhi slashed down.
"Nine swords united into one!" The nine sky-shattering thunder swords were united into one. The extremely powerful thunder swords slashed at the stone statue with unparalleled power, one horizontally and one vertically, cutting the stone statue into four pieces.
A fierce light flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, and he thrust the long black iron sword into the broken pieces of the stone statue. The thunder and lightning sword light, which was more than a hundred feet long, was all collected and melted into the four stone statues. After a while, the broken pieces of the stone statue were calcined into ashes. .
Just as Yan Xing was preparing to collect these ashes, a sudden change occurred.
The ashes gave off a gleaming light, floating up one by one, drifting in the air, condensing into a nine-legged giant cauldron of light and shadow, slowly circling.
Totem Cauldron, the light and shadow of this nine-legged giant cauldron looks like a totem cauldron!
The light and shadow of the totem cauldron are rippling in the transparent water. Inside the giant cauldron, there is a dark golden divine dragon. Its dragon eyes are slightly open, and its eyes are soul-stirring.
Cang Long Bi Zhou!
Inside the dragon's mouth is a dark golden ball with clear light, which is the war weapon Tiangu!
Yan Xing knew that everything in front of him was a rare treasure, so he immediately flew into the air and reached out to explore.
However, as soon as Yan Xing's hand touched it, the rune prints on the tripod began to flow, and he felt an immense force ripple from within the shadow of the tripod, blasting him away and creating a deep pit on the ground.
The strength continued to return, and the Yanxing meridian swelled and burst, spurting out several trickles of blood.
Yan Xing was horrified, he was a cultivator in the realm of divine nirvana, and he suffered such damage as soon as he touched it with his hand.
If it were an ordinary person in the realm of immortality, it would be very likely to be killed on the spot.
"The thunder from the Nine Heavens shocked the heavens and wept, and turned into a sharp sword to draw it! The Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Swords are unified!"
Yan Xing's right hand raised the war sword to the sky, using the magic formula to control it. With his left hand, he pulled down nine Lei Xiao swords from the roaring thunder in the sky and embedded them into the black iron sword. The black iron sword shot out an extremely dazzling death light in an instant.
Split the void and slash towards the light and shadow of the totem cauldron.
"Chin!"
An extremely bright trembling sound sounded, and Tiangu's dark golden divine light stirred up, forming a spherical radiant shield outside the totem cauldron.
This Gangmang shield is like an enlarged version of Tiangu, and the traces engraved on it are very clear.
Tiangu's radiant shield and armor, the surging divine energy flows, the mysterious ancient characters are disillusioned, and the ancient miracles and pictures rise and fall.
The indestructible Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword Light was completely blocked and could not invade at all.
"Don't, Xuan, strike!"
Yan Xing was furious, uttered truth, used the secret formula to move, and the Nine Heavens Sword burned fiercely, its power instantly increased tenfold, and the surrounding mountains and forests were turned into ashes.
The sky is bright, the divine energy is flowing, the ancient symbols are disillusioned, and the traces are ups and downs. There has never been any change, and it is still so strong and indestructible.
"Don't, Xuan, 豱, attack!"
Yan Xing's mantra was uttered again, and the majestic waves shook the mountains and seas, and the killing power increased more than ten times.
Yan Xing didn't believe it, but with his ability as a cultivator in the realm of divine nirvana, he couldn't break through the glow of a weapon whose name he had never heard of.
Tian Gu moved, and the spherical radiant shield began to expand, getting bigger and bigger, adsorbing the black iron sword, knocking Yan Xing away and flying hundreds of feet away.
"Chin!"
With a sharp trembling sound, the spherical shield formed by Tian Gu shrank and retracted, while the light and shadow of the totem cauldron still hovered in the sky.
Yan Xing's long black iron sword was placed in the cauldron, burned by raging fire for a moment, and turned into essence, which was swallowed up without leaving any trace.
The light and shadow of the totem cauldron faded away, and the intact stone statue appeared and fell to the ground, as if nothing had happened.
"Xing'er, please don't do anything rash. Come quickly and bring your pardon!"
A voice seemed to come from the distant past, cutting through the years. Every word was clear and clear, and it was full of sonorous power.
Carrying the stone statue on his back, Yan Xing continued on the road, faltering and sweating profusely.
Several small birds with sparkling blue fire flew out from the ancient forest, fell down one after another, turned into patterns, and were imprinted on the stone statue, coating the stone statue with a layer of blue fluorescence.
Yan Xing felt that the weight of the stone statue on his back was constantly decreasing, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
An empty sandy field appeared in front of Yan Xing's eyes, without any grass growing on it.
Gongyu Ancient Forest is full of strange valleys and deep pools, with dense exotic trees and vines, gurgling water, and flying animals and birds. There is a sandy and gravel land with no grass growing in it, which is a bit out of place.
Flocks of blue fire birds are flying on the sandy ground, the cold rain and mist, the blue light shining, are falling one after another, misty and erratic, the scenery is really beautiful.
It's just that the beauty is a little desolate, and the beauty is a little heart-stopping.
In the center of the gravel field, there is a huge well.
The eaves of the well are eight feet above the ground and are made of eight ancient black stones in the shape of eight trigrams.
Incomparably mysterious strange characters and ancient pictures of miracles are engraved on the eaves of the well, and the light is bright. Waves of evil that destroy the heaven and earth are constantly bursting out, sharp as a war sword and sky hook, and time and space are banned.
A piece of black black stone is pressed at the mouth of the Bagua Well.
A huge bloody handprint hung sixty-four feet above the well mouth.
The pressure, the endless pressure that splits the sky and the earth, keeps gushing out from the well. Even a god in the realm of divine nirvana cannot come within sixty-four feet of the well mouth, absolutely impossible!