Ouyang Tian and Ouyang Bo were killed and the other injured. Ouyang Gu was impatient, but Shi Tuo clung to him and refused to give him a chance to escape.
In another scene, the scorching sun in the Brahma sky, raging fire burned all the methods. Lu Ming's figure was strolling in the blazing sun, constantly shuttling back and forth. Ouyang Tong, who had fallen into a state of decline, was already in ruins. He suddenly shouted, "Junior brother,
Follow me and activate the 'Thousand Sects Sword Formation'." He tried his best to shake Lu Ming away, and fled to the Broken Immortal Platform in embarrassment. Ouyang Gu also broke free from Shi Tuo's restraints and came after him.
Ouyang Tong took off his jade pendant and said in silence: "Lu Ming, if you can force me into this position, you will be proud of me for eternity."
He raised his arms above his head, and a sword light flashed above the ancient jade.
Lu Ming looked at him coldly and said loudly: "Qianzongjian, it is you Qianzongjian I am waiting for. I just want the people in the world to take a good look at what kind of face you Binggu is.
The soul enters the sword spirit, hahaha, it’s really a big joke.”
Lu Mingxiao was so arrogant that the various Immortal Mountain sects were confused as to what he meant! It has been an ancestral motto for thousands of years in Binggu not to use human souls to enter the sword spirit. Is there anything to hide behind this?
Ouyang Tong recited a phrase with a painful expression, and then his breath changed drastically. A trace of black energy emerged from the center of his eyebrows, his facial features were distorted, and he gradually became crazy.
buzz buzz buzz
Baekdu Mountain shook slightly, and ancient buzzing sounds came from Baektu Mountain and the back mountains.
The Great Desolate Secret Realm.
Qin Qiuping, who was in Xuanyuan Sword, smacked his lips and said with a smile: "Ouyang old thief, your good apprentice has used Qianzong Sword, are you going to help?"
Ouyang Donglai spread his hands and said: "This Xuanyuan Sword is sealed by the magic circle. My consciousness cannot break free. I can't help him even if I want to."
Qin Qiuping smiled and said, "That's such a pity!"
In the deserted secret realm, the rows of ancestor stone statues in the Soldier Valley vibrated and buzzed. Sword rays broke out from inside the stone statues and rose into the air. Then, sword rays swished towards the jade pendant in Ouyang Tong's hand.
.
It turns out that the sages of the past dynasties in Binggu would leave behind a piece of sword energy after their death, which would be sealed in the stone statue of the corpse, so that it could be used to rescue Binggu in times of danger.
The white sword light in his hand became more and more powerful, and Ouyang Tong was already like a madman. His voice was hoarse and he choked harder, "Binggu's thousand-year destiny was actually ruined in my hands."
"Lu Ming, I... want you to die..."
Thousands of rays of light came towards Lu Ming.
When thousands of sword energies were launched in the desolate secret realm, the people in the world finally knew what Lu Ming meant. It turned out that Binggu still had such a hand. They were surprised and sneered, "You can't enter the sword spirit with human soul, but
Using the soul essence of one's ancestors as sword energy', Bing Gu - is indeed a joke.
Lu Ming looked coldly at the possessed Ouyang Tong, and said with compassion:
"The world, the common people, when you spurned my barbarian domain, when you classified the nine tribes as 'demons', did you know that now I, the barbarian tribe in your eyes, am killing the demons for you?"
The world was silent. Lu Ming slowly moved forward. The pattern on his chest had dissipated. A huge sun rose from his body. He held the scorching sun with both hands and blasted towards the Qian Zong Sword.
Hun Xiaotian burst into tears and let out a silent cry.
Lu Ming slowly closed his eyes:
"Qing'er, third brother, I'm here to find you."
…
"Do you like Lu Ming?"
"A little bit, but not as much as I like you."
"Why?"
"I am like a tree and he is like the sun. If we are too close, we will feel uncomfortable."
that year
Under the fallen tree
Three people looking up at the stars
"Lu Ming, I'm leaving. You and Qing'er need to stay together."
"Where are you going?" Qing'er asked.
"I don't know either."
"Are you coming back?" Qing'er asked again.
"Maybe I won't come back."
"I'll wait for you right here."
Xiao San left, and Lu Ming stayed under the tree. Qing'er waited for him for ten years and then left. Lu Ming left silently. He wanted to find them, and he searched for them for thirty years. Until today, he finally found them.
.
"You are the tree, and I am the sun. I only feel warm when I am far away from you."
"Qing'er, am I far enough away from you now? If it's too far and you feel cold, please tell me."
"Don't worry, I will always follow you, from a distance."
"Always following you."
Huge white light shone in the sky, loud sounds were heard, and everyone watched all of this quietly.
…
"Uncle Lu, we just met and you left. You also went to that place, right? Will you see my father there? If you see him, please tell him that I miss him very much and I want to stay with you.
He said that I have grown up. Although he and his mother are not here, I have always been obedient and I will not go to him, so he can rest assured.
Uncle Lu, although I have only met you twice, you will always be the dearest Uncle in Xiaotian's heart. Will you get lost? If you are really lost, just look at the earth, Xiaotian... is there!
"
No one responded to him, only a trace of pure corona essence penetrated from his back, Hun Xiaotian walked further and further until he disappeared from everyone's sight.
The white light shone, and the heaven and earth fell into nothingness in an instant.
The huge boulder rolled down, and the white-snowed Baektu Mountain Peak was split with a sword.
The Qianzong Sword was broken, Ouyang Tong fell, Baektu Mountain was cut off its peak, and the Shang Saint Lu Ming died.
Lu Ming fought alone in the Binggu Thousand Sect Sword Formation at the state of the Great Supreme, and cut off the unforgettable Baektu Mountain in the hearts of the world. His skills and techniques were unparalleled in the world, and he was honored as Emperor Yang by future generations.
Qin Liaozhi watched the background fade away, his tears already blurred.
"Yunyi, do you know that he... is my father."
…
Many days later, the various cultivation sects recovered from the shocking battle of the century.
An undercurrent surged again, permeating the entire Central Plains. The evil spirit leaking out of the barbarian realm became more and more intense. The murder incident of the dead man became more and more common, and many sects attributed this incident to Hun Xiaotian.
.
…
Tianwangzong
Shi Tuo laughed heartily and was in high spirits. He knelt down and made two rows of seventeen hall masters.
"I didn't expect Lu Ming to give me such a big gift. Ouyang Tong, Ouyang Tong, you will also have this day."
"Congratulations to the leader, congratulations to the leader."
"Now that Binggu's vitality is severely damaged, let's see who can still be an enemy of our Heavenly King Sect?"
"Lin Tao."
A disciple who looked about forty or fifty years old came forward and replied: "Disciple is here."
"I'll give you the surname Shi. From today on, you will be in charge of the Young Master's Hall, and you will go and annihilate Nanhai for me."
Lin Tao was overjoyed and said, "Yes."
"Pass this order, I, the Heavenly King Sect, will call on my fellow immortals from all sects to eliminate demons for the people."
"yes."
…
Xishu Jianshan
Chixiaofeng
Jianxin Pavilion
Master Mo Zhu gently put down the blue and white tea cup, "Unexpectedly, Lu Ming really shook Binggu."
Li Dongyang frowned, seeming to be thinking about something.
"Senior Brother Li, the Heavenly King Sect has called on all mountains to encircle Nanhai."
Li Dongyang put down the ancient book in his hand and said softly: "This is what I am worried about. Now that Shi Tuo is halfway to the Heavenly King realm, no one can restrict him!"
"Then what should we do?"
"Lu Ming's words were accurate that day. I am not willing to let my disciple go to the South China Sea."
Master Mo Zhu said: "Before I went to Prison Wu Mountain, Senior Brother Yuxing had the same idea as you now, but in the end my three brothers and sisters still went to Prison Wu Mountain."
Seeing that Li Dongyang was silent, she added: "Most of the cultivation sects in the world know about the grievances between the barbarians and the Central Plains, but the common people are ignorant and silent about monsters and ghosts. We receive the incense of the people of one place, so naturally we want to protect the safety of the people of the other place. This
This was also the original intention of Senior Brother Yuxing back then."
Li Dongyang nodded, "Does that girl Ning'er have any ideas?"
"Xishu Jianshan is as kind as a mountain to her, so she shouldn't do anything out of the ordinary."
Li Dongyang thought about it again and again, nodded and said: "Forget it! Send a few disciples to go through the motions."
…
Baekdu Mountain
Binggu Patriarch's Ancestral Hall
The green water sword was placed flat on the incense table, Ouyang Tian was trembling, and he was already in the state of a rotting wood.
Back then, Binggu was in trouble. The ancestor of Binggu, Ouyang Zhenyu, used the Green Water Sword that he was most proud of in his life in exchange for the help of Zhao Qianqian, the leader of the Kujian Sect. After surviving the disaster, Ouyang Zhenyu never forgot the Green Water Sword until his death.
Before that, he entrusted his disciples to retrieve the Green Water Sword. This matter was put on hold for hundreds of years. It was not until recently that the army valley was at its peak and the Zhao family was in decline, and the tragedy of annihilation occurred.
In the ancestral hall, Ouyang Tong's soul appeared faintly.
"Junior brother."
Ouyang Tian raised his head and said sadly: "Brother."
Ouyang Tong looked sluggish and closed his eyes slightly: "We have all misunderstood the intentions of Patriarch Zhenyu! Using this method, we are really wronging the Zhao family."
"Senior brother..." Ouyang Tian looked old and sobbing.
"I ruined Binggu's destiny for a thousand years, and I have no face to face my ancestors!"
"Brother!"
"The extremes of things will lead to chaos, and care will lead to chaos. In these years, our greed has been too deep!"
"Then Lu Ming is right. If it weren't for him, perhaps my sins would be even deeper."
"Junior brother, I'm leaving. The soul-suppressing stone is very important and must not fall into the hands of others."
"If you have a chance, return the Green Water Sword to the Zhao family!"
After saying that, his figure slowly dissipated in the air.
"It's...senior brother!"
…
Ziyangtang (Because the word "zi" and "yang" are added together, and I don't want to change it, I use this oblique pronunciation.)
This sect is not among the Four Mountains, let alone the Eighteen Mountains. The world has long forgotten this mountain gate with withered talents.
A middle-aged Confucian scholar, wearing a green shirt and holding a folding fan, was lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed and meditating. Zhou Pingsheng was waiting quietly beside him, not daring to make a sound.
The bamboo chair creaked and swayed until dusk.
"Your master already has news. If you want to go to the South China Sea, you can go!"
"master!"
The Confucian scholar raised his hand and interrupted him, "The world is going to be in chaos, so be careful."
Zhou Pingsheng looked south and said calmly: "Yes, master!" This chapter has been completed!