Chapter two hundred and sixty-fifth: Pan Gu's world saver
The light dissipated and the black smoke disappeared. A huge black shadow stood beside Qingyao, and a long green sword in his hand exuded a stunning momentum.
"Qionghua Tiandao! Qingyao...you!"
Guo Zique's eyes almost glared, how could this happen? The Sword Emperor of Heavenly Sword was all criticized by Qing Yao's hands, and the black shadow was actually Cangyou Ling!
"Qingyao, you deserve to die!"
Guo Zique's anger almost burned himself. Cangyouli Ling is a monster that only appears every thousand years in the Cangyou Dead Country. It is all the resentful souls and evil spirits in the soul world, which have been accumulated in a thousand years.
A kind of extremely evil creature, it exists only for killing.
Every thousand years, the body of a native inhabitant of the Cangyou Dead Country will be born, and then slowly erode his soul until it is completely swallowed. Every appearance of the Cangyou Dead Country will bring great disaster to the Cangyou Dead Country.
And now Qingyao actually brought it to Pangu Continent.
The black shadow in front of him exuded a faint ghost aura, which made Guo Zique's body tremble slightly unconsciously. Just as Guo Zique was thinking about countermeasures, the black shadow slowly shrank and condensed, and finally turned into Chu Zhen.
Xiong's appearance was just a strange dark black color on his body, and his eyes were empty and unsightly.
"Brother Xiong, that old man bullies me, would you kill him for me?"
Qingyao smiled and touched Chu Zhenxiong's face, and said intimately, her eyes full of tenderness.
The black shadow Chu Zhenxiong nodded dullly, jumped up, and the world was darkened.
"Kunlun Thunder Formation!"
Guo Zique's eyes were solemn, and he shouted loudly. More than a dozen blue figures behind him instantly surrounded him. Everyone's face was extremely cautious. They had never seen such a nervous master in a century.
The long swords in his hand were sacrificed one after another, and the mysterious magic array was activated immediately. Guo Zique was in the formation. His hand holding ten thousand jin trembled unconsciously. He swung his sword, and tens of lightning struck from the sky, like the way of heaven.
Subduing demons.
The dark shadow Chu Zhenxiong's expression was still dull, but he quickly waved the sky sword in his hand, slashed out of the world with one knife, and the group of thunders were cut off.
Guo Zique called out a secretly, and he had not had time to make another plan, but saw a black afterimage flashing, and a black dragon roaring towards the sky, and it was already coming.
With a "boom", Guo Zique fell down, and ten thousand pounds of his hand flew out of nowhere, and the dozen disciples around him all turned into a pool of blood mist.
"Qing...yao...you..."
Guo Zique's mind was roaring intuition. Before he finished speaking, he fainted after a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Kill him."
Qingyao's eyes showed a hint of sarcasm and said lightly to Chu Zhenxiong, the black shadow in the air.
The black shadow Chu Zhenxiong took the order and flew down, and then slashed with a horizontal knife. Suddenly, a huge force came from the blade. The black shadow Chu Zhenxiong retreated rapidly, standing in the air blankly, as if
Waiting for instructions on the next step.
"There is no time to cultivate the mind, the Tao and the law are complete and vague, and a hundred years are like drunkenness. Maoshan understands the learning of heaven."
The romance of poetry came from the sky, and the purple clothes flew. The Taoist had arrived, the white beards were flying, and the eyes were filled with kindness. Jiang Yunchen walked in the void, his mighty power was as powerful as the king's power.
“That’s…”
Qingyao stared blankly at the purple clothes in the air, her eyes were a little confused, as if she had returned to that worry-free day. The girl in purple clothes waved her sword and a purple-clothed old man was lightly beside her.
Stroking his beard and smiling slightly.
A loud "bang" sound pulled Qingyao back to reality. A huge iron anchor fell from the sky and penetrated hard into the monster tower. The black shadow in the air suddenly twisted on Chu Zhenxiong's face, as if
It is extremely painful.
"hateful!"
Qing Yao's eyes were filled with anger, and he slashed out with a sword. The sword emperor's divine power reappeared. With a "boom", there was no warning, and the entire immortal boat turned into debris all over the sky.
Everyone fell on the ground one after another, and angry flames ejected from their eyes, wishing they could tear the person in front of them into pieces.
"Sir Qingyao, don't be fine."
Jiang Yunchen said lightly, but he was already holding a long sword in his hand.
"Yeah? You are..."
Qing Yao's face was gloomy. The fairy boat just now almost burned his efforts. This group of people deserved to die.
"I am Yunchen. The years have changed and the changes have changed a lot. It's natural for me to be unrecognizable to my uncle."
Jiang Yunchen still said calmly.
"Yunchen?Yunchen!"
Qingyao's thoughts turned back again. The little brat who followed her butt all day long and chased for candy is now the old man with gray hair.
"Is that useless man Zhang Qiming dead?"
Qingyao's speech suddenly turned and asked a little gloomy. Why did he kill him back then? He was just a little Taoist boy. In his eyes, he was just an ant, an unyielding ant!
Thinking of the fact that he almost escaped from the sky, thinking of Chu Zhenxiong's attitude towards him, Qing Yao felt that his hatred was almost burst out, slaughtering all the people in this world!
"Devil! Don't insult my father!"
Zhang Daoling in the crowd shouted suddenly. Although he was a waste, he would never allow any insult to his father. In his heart, his father is the most amazing person in the world, and he is the god in his heart!
"Yeah? You... are you Zhang Daoling?"
Qingyao was slightly stunned, but was not angry. She glanced at her eyes and saw an older Taoist, staring at her fiercely.
"Hahaha, the sky has eyes, you little beast has received the retribution you deserve. Back then, our Maoshan Garden was told by our master that it could surpass me, how can we end up in such a field now!"
Qingyao laughed at the sky and said sarcastically. After a hundred years, the grudges of the past remained in everyone's hearts forever. Qingyao looked at the familiar person in front of her, but she still felt bitter in her heart. She could no longer go back.
She will never go back. She is destined to be the mortal enemy of these people.
As soon as he said the words, everyone was shocked, especially the young disciples. This senior brother who was arbitrarily bullied by him and others on weekdays had such a brilliant past, and even Cheng Chi was shocked.
"Devil! Don't be so quick to speak. If your palm hadn't shattered the mysterious veins in my body, how could I be so depressed to this day? Now you are here to insult my father. If the heavens really don't punish the traitors.
Is it!"
Zhang Daolingqiang calmed down his anger and said sternly, his words were straightforward, which made everyone around him look at him sideways.
"Little beast, I didn't expect you to be as sharp as you were back then. However, since you are so great, then the news that you are a contemporary traveler has already spread all over the world, right?"
Qingyao was not angry and said softly with a smile.
"What! Junior Brother Zhang...you..."
Jiang Yunchen's face condensed, and everyone around him was shocked. Except for Cheng Chi, who was unaware of it, the rest of the others couldn't help but take a breath.