I have a passive skill Chapter 1,438: On the final night of closing the urn and closing the net, people are out on the plains with their swords in hand.
Chapter 1,438: On the final night of closing the urn and closing the net, people are out on the plains with their swords in hand.
Chapter 1442: On the final night of closing the net behind closed doors, people are out on the plains with their swords in hand.
Qingyuan Mountain.
After Dao Qiongcang landed gracefully, the clothes on his waist had been ripped apart by a bullet, but the exposed skin was very white and soft.
Jin Feng's shot certainly knocked him away, but the remaining force still hurt him.
But what really explodes is just a gold bead accessory on the belt of a seasoned slut, which cannot cause real damage.
"Heaven, man and five degenerates have a good relationship with you?"
After Dao Qiongang fell on the mountain ground, his face was stern and he asked this question.
At this moment, he could no longer see any white-clothed people belonging to the Holy Temple around him.
The last three who seemed to have narrowly escaped death were only manipulated by their command attributes.
In the end, he was killed by the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man with a borrowed knife, and died tragically at the hands of Dao Qiongcang.
This kind of loss is not small!
If it falls on Gou Wuyue and there is little gained after the war, even a broken arm will not be able to compensate for such a big mistake!
On the ground, Zhu Yiyi didn't know what was going on. He only felt that he had experienced a nightmare.
In his dream, he was kicked hard several times, and was chased by countless unknown evil spirits until he broke into a cold sweat, and finally lost his footing and fell into the abyss.
He just wanted to fly, but found that all his spiritual energy was lost, and Dao Qiongcang came out and smiled at him.
Zhu Yiyi was so frightened that he kicked his feet hard, opened his eyes and woke up, and saw the Taoist Palace Master whose expression was actually extremely cold.
Zhu Yiyi didn't know what happened in Qingyuan Mountain during his coma.
However, the Dao Palace Master, who was just talking about "having a chat", had a good attitude some time ago, but now it seems that he and Master Shou have broken down and are staring at the two of them.
"I won't make it!" Zhu Yiyi tilted his head and looked at the remains of the Tianji puppet. Master Shou's tone was full of joking.
Dao Qiongcang said indifferently: "If he kills my subordinate, then you, my subordinate, don't have to live."
Zhu Yiyi was startled, and before he could react, he felt like the world was spinning.
He was captured from the air by the sky and caught in his hand. If he exerted even a little force, his neck would probably be broken.
"etc!"
Zhu's eyeballs bulged out, extremely frightened.
Why was the finger pointed at me all of a sudden?
I've been banned from martial arts!
I can't die, I still have a lot of value, and I can be beaten into a move, even if it's just a fake move...
"stop!"
Everyone hurriedly spoke out.
Dao Qiongcang, why do you suddenly seem to be a different person?
But before he can continue to speak, or to lure him with benefits, or to show his affection...
Dao Qiongcang heard the sound and let go of Zhu Yiyi, and said calmly:
"Okay, today, I will accept your favor from Master Shou and spare the life of this evil cultivator from the Southern Territory for the time being."
Jinren:???
"However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided... Xi!"
Dao Qiongang's fingertips moved slightly, and the Qingyuan Mountain formation moved slightly, revealing a door of light.
Xi walked out of it.
"Take him to the Holy Mountain and the Dead Sea, and imprison him separately from the Holy Slaves without allowing them to come into contact. He will be tried again at a later date."
"yes!"
Zhu Yiyi's face was full of confusion, and he felt that he was flying up again and fell into the hands of a young man.
He was shocked.
Is there such a thing as asking for favors? This coquettish old man...
However, this method seems absurd. At that moment, if Master Shou had not spoken...
Zhu Yiyi didn't dare to think anymore, turned his head upwards, looked at the guy who was carrying him, and struggled violently:
"After all, I'm too weak! If you carry me like this, do I have any dignity at all?"
"be honest!"
Xi's hand hit him hard on the back.
The weakling who had been given a ban on martial arts immediately let out a cry and stopped resisting.
Zhu Yiyi hid a piece of clothing that he tore off Xi's body into his cuffs, and said with a flattering face:
"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now. It turns out that you are the head of the different departments. I heard that you previously served as the deputy department of the two departments of the Sixth Department of the Holy Mountain. You have a high position. When I saw you today, you are indeed a dragon with a phoenix crown. You are extraordinary in martial arts. How many people do you have?
You are the majesty of the master of the main hall of the Holy Temple..."
"Shut up!"
"Oh, okay, sir, the leader of the foreign department."
Zhu Yiyi quickly stopped his mouth and finally looked at the remains of the Tianji puppet.
His lips suddenly murmured a few times, and he pinched his narrow eyes, and the tears fell out like peanuts poured into a salt pan that was stir-fried over a high fire.
"Wow! Shouye wow..."
This cry was extremely shrill and earth-shattering.
Jinren looked at Zhu Yiyi in silence, his heart extremely complicated.
"Master Shou, then Lao Zhu resigned..."
Zhu Yiyi wiped her tears and said emotionally with a trembling voice:
"Lao Zhu's retirement may last a lifetime. Thinking that you and I will never see each other again... Wow! Lao Zhu is so sad!"
"Thinking back to the time when the City in the Sky...well, it seemed like it was only a few months ago? Anyway, I will never forget the kindness I received from you!"
"If this kindness and affection are destined to never be repaid in this life, in the next life, even if Lao Zhu turns into an ox and a horse, he will still ride for you, Lord Shou, for the rest of his life!"
In the dyeing ruins, everyone heard the corners of their lips raised, almost laughing, and he opened his mouth...
Perhaps the energy supply of the remains of the Tianji puppet was at its lowest, and he was unable to say a word in the end.
In the darkness, everyone's face lost its smile.
Xi, who was carrying Zhu Yiyi, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
He thought that it was the Holy Slave and the King of Hell who joined forces to kill all the white-clothed people in the space debris, and the sympathy in his heart suddenly disappeared.
Out of humanitarianism, Xi finally said coldly: "Do you have any last words?"
"Yes! Yes!"
Zhu Yiyi really hadn't finished speaking yet. When he heard the sound, he clasped his hands together, bowed backwards to the compassionate little Xixi, and looked at Master Shou with tears streaming down his face:
"Shouye, Lao Zhu only has one last wish left..."
"Say." He said with no emotion at all.
Zhu Yiyi sobbed: "The second-in-command position on the first floor of the sky, Master Shou, do you still remember your promise? If possible, can you treat me as a free man? Of course, Lao Zhu knows that this is an extravagant wish. In the end, if Lao Zhu does, I will die.
Actually, this job can be given to anyone, but it cannot be given to Li...Old Li!"
Zhu Yiyi had just finished speaking when a demon with a big belly appeared behind him. He grabbed him and stuffed it into his mouth.
"seal up!"
Xi slapped the evil ghost on the belly with his palm, imprinting the spiritual imprint of the White Evil Lord of Hell, and then patted the big-bellied ghost on the head.
"Go ahead."
Woo——
In the sound of the gloomy wind, the evil ghost disappeared, and Zhu Yiyi followed him.
"Dong dong dong..."
There was a slight sound in the distance, like a giant running, and the forest leaves rustled in the night.
Xi seemed to feel something. He looked at the Taoist Palace Master and stopped talking.
Dao Qiongcang didn't say anything, but after retracting his gaze from the distance, he moved his hand again, and the light door appeared.
This time, what came out of it was the ten-seat Xiang Yao Yao.
"it's over?"
Aunt Xiang seems to know her destiny.
He looked around and saw that apart from the familiar remains of the Tianji Puppet, there were no other high-level members of the Holy Slave.
"It seems that you can't catch any big fish." Aunt Xiang laughed and looked at Dao Qiongcang with a mocking look in her eyes.
"The fun show has just begun, but you don't have the opportunity to see it."
Dao Qiongcang shook his head and walked forward, his hand stopped in front of Xiang Yaoyao's huge breasts, "Take it out."
Aunt Xiang sneered and puffed up her chest. The trembling waves almost touched Dao Qiongang's fingers.
Xi's face turned red and he quickly looked away, not daring to look further.
Dao Qiongcang made a mistake with his fingertips and used his great teleportation technique to take out a jade talisman stuck in Xiang Yao Yao's chest.
Jinren, who was at the Ranming ruins, felt his scalp numb when he saw this.
Apricot Realm Jade Talisman!
This is what he left to Aunt Xiang in Yougui Pavilion to save her life!
Dao Qiongcang took it... It's not in the way, it's not in the way. This jade talisman only communicates with the Xing Realm unilaterally. To open the channel, it requires the approval of the Ancestral Tree Long Xing.
But that's not the point. The point is that Dao Qiongcang showed all his back tricks, clearly trying to close the net.
Everyone wants to extend their spiritual thoughts far away.
He just heard a strange noise, it must be that someone broke into Qingyuan Mountain.
Is it the Eight Masters?
If so, then it is indeed qualified for Dao Qiongcang to stop here.
But as Dao Qiongcang said, no one thinks that the Eight Lords will enter the game just to save one of his spiritual thoughts...
There is a high probability that the one who comes is either Mr. Si Ren or another Saint Slave Taixu who can match the power of the Semi-Sacred War.
In this case, it may be too much to say that it is a drop in the bucket, but it will not help, so it should be used to describe it, right?
It's better not to come...
Moreover, Qiongtian’s appetite is obviously not that small. Even Mr. Siren may not be able to fill it...
While he was thinking about it, Dao Qiongqian across the way waved his hand and made a conclusion on the matter:
"Take her to the Dead Sea and keep her alone."
"Don't let anyone, any creature, dead thing, or even anything that can be defined as 'existence' except you, or non-existence, come into contact with her or hurt her..."
"Including herself, including self-mutilation and suicide!"
"If something goes wrong with her, you will be the first to be killed by this palace. Even if your teacher comes, you won't be able to protect her. Do you understand?"
Xi's expression was shocked. It was the first time he heard the Taoist Palace Master tell something in such a serious tone and in so many words.
You can see how important this matter is!
And the person in front of me is said to be a ten-seater, but in fact his combat power is just average, right?
Xi swallowed his saliva and nodded heavily: "Yes, Dao Palace Master!"
"Take it down."
"yes!"
Xi subconsciously wanted to use ghost spirits to seal people, but found that this was not in line with the instructions of the Taoist Palace Master, so he had no choice but to give up.
He turned his eyes to look at the graceful and beautiful woman...
Completely different from Zhu Yiyi, Aunt Xiang has gone through so much, and the only damage to her clothes comes from the lingering influence of Que Leihan.
She was basically uninjured!
Xi wanted to stretch out his hand, but then retracted it as if he was electrocuted.
Xiangyaoyao, you can't resist this on your shoulders, right?
Xi's footsteps were full of lead, and he walked up to Aunt Xiang first, and then he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to tie him up, even touching it felt fatal...
He was at a loss.
Aunt Xiang was amused. She glanced at the young man with a sly smile and walked down the mountain:
"Let's go, little one, I have legs and can walk."
"oh."
The fragrant wind faded away, and the night became lonely, except for Aunt Yuxiang's voice that gradually faded away at night:
"Little guy, how old are you this year?"
"Well……"
"I guess you're only around 20 years old. Are you married? Oh, no, that's the question. Are you still a young child?"
"Well……"
"You practice ghost swordsmanship? Who is 'your teacher' that the cool old man said? Do you know...well, who is that? What kind of lamp is that?"
"Well……"
"Yes, Huachangdeng! It's amazing that my aunt has forgotten this name. I don't know if I will be killed if I scream a few more times. I'm so scared, but I'm also looking forward to it. Huachangdeng Huachangdeng Huachang."
lamp……"
"Well……"
"By the way, little guy, your name is Xi, right? As an ancient sword cultivator, you should admire the Eight Masters very much? Do you know that back then, your teacher was actually obsessed with swords, and in the end the Holy Emperor family insisted on arranging a job for him?
Regarding marriage, he actually doesn’t like Yue at all..."
"Well……"
Xi turned into a big goose, hoping to respond to Aunt Xiang's nagging.
After hearing the end, he felt like he couldn't even listen anymore, and immediately closed his hearing, blocking out the woman's words.
He has never seen such an unscrupulous person!
Similar stories have only been heard in various rumors and novels.
But now, when someone actually mentioned this in front of him, he didn't dare to listen at all.
terrible!
What does this Aunt Xiang want to do? Is she really not afraid of death?
Reminiscent of the advice given by the Taoist Palace Master just now - not even self-mutilation or suicide is allowed. Once she is injured, can she really summon that person?
She is so sure of her person that he can even block the teacher's sword?
Aunt Xiang glanced at the indifferent young man and kept telling stories. Suddenly, as she was talking, a "Shenyi" popped out.
But what she wanted to say was "Shen Yi", and the words turned into "Dao Qiongcang is really amazing".
Aunt Xiang was silent.
She continued to tell the story of that year, and added a "dyed tea" in the middle.
But again, what she wanted to say was "Ran Ming", but after blurting out, the words still changed to "Dao Qiongcang is really amazing".
Aunt Xiang was silent again.
She was unwilling to give in and tried words such as "Ba Zun Shu", "You resentment" and "Yu Tu" one after another.
The answer is always "Dao Qiongang is really amazing".
You are so awesome!
Aunt Xiang glared back at the coquettish old man fiercely, feeling depressed and stopped telling stories.
Obviously, the road she could think of had already been sealed in advance by Dao Qiongtian.
…
"Stop."
Mei Siren raised his hand.
Cao Erzhu quickly put the old immortal down from his back.
Looking up, under the shadow of the dancing trees, I could see a person standing in front of me.
He has an unworldly temperament and is clearly the weird uncle who left a "handshake" pattern on his hand earlier!
Cao Erzhu's eyes turned red immediately.
Mei Siren took a step forward, turned his head and looked at the expressions of everyone, and knew all the answers.
He patted the child's arm gently to signal him to calm down.
Although he couldn't hide it, he hid the person behind him, stepped forward and walked out of the bushes.
Dao Qiongcang glanced away, but when he saw the figure, he sighed: "Mr. Siren, why bother?"
"Where does the suffering come from?" Mei Siren held the child in one hand and the paper fan in the other. As he stepped forward, his eyes fell on the remains of the Tianji puppet.
No need to speak out, no need to confirm.
Just like Cao Erzhu could tell at a glance that he was a good person, Mei Si people could also tell at a glance that this was his student.
How did Xu Xiaoshou end up like this?
He was beaten until only a residual thought was left attached to these artifacts, and he was dying.
Not only Cao Erzhu...
At this moment, Mei Siren's eyes were a little red!
The heart is full of three-point energy, and the sword's intention is to kill suddenly.
In Qingyuan Mountain, snowy leaves in the surrounding forests and fields danced and turned into low whirlpools, as if a storm was beginning to brew.
Cao Erzhu calmed down and took a look. He felt that it was very similar to the Qinghe Sword World that the old man had demonstrated.
However, the old man's Qinghe Sword Realm was transformed from the water of the waterfall, but the old god's Qinghe Sword Realm was taken from countless mountains.
Each has his own merits!
They are all magical means!
Dad, your soul is in heaven, you can rest in peace...
Dao Qiongcang turned a blind eye to all the changes around him, gently turned the Tianji Sinan, and said slowly:
"It was stated in the battle report of Rao Yao Yao after her death that one night in Dongtian King City, she visited you and asked you... You have no intention of joining the game!"
"But on Void Island, there are your handwritings. Neutrality is no longer there. You have already favored the side of the Holy Slave."
"So, I would like to ask..."
Dao Qiongcang looked cold and solemn, thundering on the ground, and asked loudly:
"In today's situation, you, the enlightened swordsman of the Holy Emperor family, should be a friend of the Holy Temple. How should you explain it?"
With a bang, the snowflakes and fallen leaves that were condensed with the sword's will were completely destroyed by this drink.
Cao Erzhu retreated slowly.
He saw that Uncle Wei's power had reached its peak at this moment, breaking the old god's influence on the environment of Qingyuan Mountain.
But the people of Meisi were never dismissed by Dao Qiongang in a few words.
In his eyes, there is no difference between the Tao Qiong Cang and the Rao Yao Yao who visits the first floor of the sky at night.
Mei Siren looked away from the remains of the Tianji Puppet, his eyes turned cold, and his momentum surged upward.
"Where the Tao lies, righteousness is at the forefront, and where the sword points, the teacher has the right direction!"
"You are a young, yellow-tongued child. If you dare to ask me for an explanation, I can give it to you."
"But I also want to ask you..."
The Meisi people could only take one step forward, their beards and hair flying, and their long robes dancing like hunting.
When the storm came, the snowy leaves in Qingyuan Mountain were all over the sky in an instant, rolling upwards, like turning into a world of wind and snow.
Every snowflake, every stone, every leaf in this world is the embodiment of a sword, blooming with the sharpness of its sheath.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Cao Erzhu was frightened by the old god's sudden burst of momentum.
What's even more frightening is that he can hardly hold the sword box in his hand, and the sword inside seems to be shaking crazily.
When the Meisi people stepped into the air with one step and their sleeves fluttered...
"Keng!"
The sword sounds in Qingyuan, and the city moves to the sky.
The purple-red three-foot sword in the sword case turned into a rainbow, breaking through the flying snow and rising through the clouds from the sky.
The Meisi people stood high in the sky, holding the Taicheng sword, and the sword tilted under the silver moon.
Amidst the loud noise, the ferocious sword elephant slowly rose up from behind him, dressed in magnificent splendor, with nine swords lingering in the world of mortals. He stepped on the ghost king of the ten palaces, with snow falling on his head to pay homage. He held the blue unparalleled giant and opened his eyes.
Angry-eyed King Kong.
When the sword elephant fully stretched out its majestic body, it was covered by the green darkness and the moonlight lost its brightness.
It roared, crossed its swords in the air and slashed, and the storm raged across the sky, seeming to vent its endless depression and anger.
The response from the Meisi people followed melodiously, spreading throughout the world and spreading in all directions:
"Dao Qiongcang, you hurt my student, how should you explain it?!"