Three hundred and thirtieth chapters The world is full of sorrow
The remaining wind swept the ground.
Feeling the endless pressure coming from behind, Xu Qingmu stretched out his hand to retract the Shuirou Sword. The wooden sword also turned the tip of the sword at the same time, no longer aiming at the Five Emperors who were at a disadvantage. Then he flew to Xu Qingmu's side extremely spiritually, shoulder to shoulder with the young man, and faced
Looking at the gods floating down in the sky.
Lightning flashed and thundered all of a sudden in the sky, as if being oppressed, and the surrounding temperature became extremely low. The many spirits that were flying in the air had already scattered when the beautiful figure descended from the sky.
And some relatively weak Jingmei just looked up at that figure and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
Xu Qingmu narrowed his eyes and remembered that before Li Chengru raised his sword to break the sword of the ancestor of the Wang family in Chang'an City, the young man also reached out and took out his crotch.
Jian Wuque, who was standing next to him, was amazed and said, "This is good, this is good!"
Fuxi, who had already entered the Lin Mansion, couldn't help but look up when he felt the extremely strong pressure. When the figure landed in front of him, Fuxi sighed deeply, with some indescribable sadness in his eyes.
: "Long time no see, Xiaoqi."
"Grandpa Fuxi, long time no see."
She was as gentle as the girl next door. Then the woman whom Fu Xi called "Xiao Qi" bowed slightly and said, "Grandpa is still as stubborn as before and thinks that Xiao Qi is wrong?"
Huang Xi was not in a hurry to answer, but pointed at Xu Qingmu who was already about to take action: "How about a fight first? Although the strength of the clone projection you lowered is less than 50%, after all, there are ten god kings.
With the power of the godhead, I guess even a fight would not be considered bullying you."
The woman just glanced at Xu Qingmu indifferently, and then turned to look at Fuxi: "Grandpa still doesn't trust me."
The old man just waved his hand: "Grandpa, I can't afford this."
The woman's eyes dropped by three points.
Then he reached out and made a move, and the Five Emperors teleported and stood behind the woman. Before the leader Yan Emperor could say anything, he slapped her face. From the perspective of others, it was just a slap, but the godhead in Emperor Yan's body was already there.
, but most of it is broken.
"I was ordered three times, but I didn't feel anything. I don't want this godhead." Emperor Yan, who was just a little unconvinced at first, was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that Xu Pei had slapped him three times. He was covered in cold sweat.
After all, he would never dare to imagine what would happen if the Seven God Kings did not come down to relieve him of the three slaps, once he returns to the heaven. It can be summed up in two words: "catastrophe".
One slap can seal ghosts, one slap can seal humans, and one slap can seal immortals.
As expected of the Demon Emperor, who had no choice but to do anything to the ten God-Kings back then, his incompletely awakened soul was able to carry out such a terrifying plan. And the most ingenious thing was that Emperor Yan, who had become the Five Emperors, was not aware of it at all. Rather than that,
The three slaps on Emperor Yan's shoulders, rather than on Emperor Yan's soul, with the help of those three slaps, once Emperor Yan returns to the God Realm, Xu Qingmu can quickly gain insight into the entire God Realm with the help of the power of rules buried in Emperor Yan's soul.
The whole situation, and when you step into the divine realm, you will not be rejected by the power of the rules of the divine realm.
The stunned and speechless Emperor Yan stood blankly beside the God King, his head lowered and his whole body trembling. The God King's slap made the originally aloof Yan Emperor look like a lost dog. Fortunately, the God King did not really take action to kill him.
The God of Emperor Yan just whispered "I won't do it next time", and then turned to look at Xu Qingmu who was already preparing to attack.
When the God King who was called Xiaoqi by Fu Xi turned around, Xu Qingmu was stunned for a moment. The appearance of the God King was very similar to Die Qi. No wonder Fu Xi, who was still called Huang Xi in the Lihuo Realm, insisted on killing him.
Die Qi was taken away from the Spirit Clan and kept by his side to take care of him personally. But the next second, Xu Qingmu watched with disbelief as the God King gradually became very familiar to him. And when he was twelve years old, he saw
The way it passed.
Situ Jing.
"Hello, Xu Qingmu, long time no see."
The God King, who had transformed into Situ Jing, smiled, leaving Xu Qingmu completely confused and stunned. Wasn't Situ Jing married to Xu Kun of Lilan Palace by Situ Qiong? I heard that he was ruined by Xu Sanning in the end.
After that, the news was completely lost.
Situ Jing's appearance has hardly changed in ten years.
"I'm a little curious about why I'm here? Xu Qingmu, are you really able to kill Xu Sanning with one sword after you come out of the ghost mansion? Xu Qingmu, if you are so smart, why didn't you think of why Xu Sanning would be so lucky to be there when you came out of the ghost mansion?
Waiting for you to kill me at the entrance?" Xu Qingmu was stunned.
"Then guess who killed Lin Zhenbei back then?"
Xu Qingmu was a little confused: "Lin Zhenbei was not killed by Lu Sancun?"
Situ Jing smiled happily: "Do you think that Lin Zhenbei's death was the work of the old beggar and Master Lu Sancun, in order to awaken your determination to join the army and embark on the path of spiritual practice?
Become two chess pieces set by Lu Sancun?"
Isn't it, isn't it?
Situ Jing wanted to speak, but Fuxi beside him sighed: "That's enough, Xiao Qi."
Situ Jing had already walked to Xu Qingmu's side, which was only twenty feet away. This distance was exactly the distance between them and the Five Emperors after they left the Fire Realm. Then Situ Jing lightly snapped her fingers, and the fog around her became illusory, and then became familiar to the young man.
And the face of longing appears.
Song Zihan!
"Master!"
Xu Qingmu was completely panicked, and countless questions popped up in his mind. Isn't Song Zihan dead? At the Shengxian Platform, he personally blocked the punishment of heaven for Xu Qingmu with the power of one person, and committed suicide with the Mancheng Sword? Later, his soul was stolen by Lu San.
He was imprisoned in the Kowloon Soul-Suppressing Coffin and never appeared again?
Song Zihan's eyes blurred, but he soon regained his clarity. He looked at the young man in front of him with a look of longing: "Qing Mu..."
He wanted to speak but stopped.
The two met each other as if they had been separated by thousands of generations.
Situ Jing's applause sounded out of place, and then he spoke again: "Xu Qingmu, guess again, why Lin Zhenbei's soul appeared in the Jiutian Lihuo Realm, and in the Lihuo Realm, there was such a coincidence
God King Fuxi?”
The young man was completely distracted and dropped the soft water sword in his hand.
"That's enough, Xiao Qi!"
Fuxi next to him stopped him. Looking at the young man who seemed to understand something, Fuxi couldn't bear to see the unbearable look in his eyes. How many people could withstand such a cruel fact?
Situ Jing had regained his appearance as a god king. He turned to look at Fuxi without saying a word, but with a look of ruthlessness in his eyes. Then he looked at Xu Qingmu again:
"Xu Qingmu, you don't really think that you are the chosen son, the sword master in the world, do you?"