"What happened? Why did Tianchi Saint and the others target Zhuge Buliang?"
"Is it for the piece of Jiuyou Black Black Iron? But the Black Iron has already left Zhuge Buliang's body, why do we still want to kill him?" "Humph, this kid is too arrogant, he doesn't take anyone in his eyes, and he deserves to die.
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"But he has not sinned against the Tianchi Saint and others. There must be a reason."
Everyone talked and looked at the beach.
At this moment, Zhuge Buliang was nailed to a mountain peak by more than a dozen flying swords shot by the Holy Maiden of Tianchi. His blood dyed the rocks behind him red. Zhuge Buliang was lifeless, his eyes were hollow, and he died with all his blood flowing out.
"Zhizhizhi~~"
With a clear and tender cry, the little sword spirit came out of Zhuge Buliang's body. Zhuge Buliang was nailed to the mountain, covered in blood. The little sword spirit whimpered, and his big smart eyes were filled with tears.
His young hands touched Zhuge Buliang's blood-covered cheek.
"Zhizhizhi!" the little sword spirit whimpered, and kept pushing Zhuge Buliang.
"It's that sword spirit, catch him!" Duguhe shouted, taking the lead in rushing towards the little sword spirit.
At the same time, Jian Piaohong also rushed towards the little elf. The Holy Maiden of Tianchi shed a ray of light and covered the little sword spirit.
"Zhizhizhi~~" The little sword spirit panicked and turned into a blue light and appeared thousands of meters away.
At this time, the bloody light curtain in the sky had fallen, and the Holy Maiden of Tianchi shouted: "There is no chance, let's go."
The three people quickly flew away and boarded the ship of their own forces. The ship sailed out and headed towards the sea like an arrow from a string. At this time, the bloody light curtain completely enveloped the desert island.
The cultivators from all the major sects stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the sealed desert island. On a peak of the desert island, Zhuge Buliang was pinned by ten flying swords, and his life was gone. The cultivators from the major sects had complicated expressions.
There are regrets and joys. The strength shown by Zhuge Buliang has moved all the forces in Kyushu. If he is allowed to grow, Kyushu will be turbulent and there will never be peace.
But at this moment, this kind of character is sealed on a desert island.
.......
All forces left, and the deserted island was completely sealed. No one could set foot on it for a hundred years.
On the mountain peak, Zhuge Buliang was pinned by ten flying swords, and his breath was gone. The entire desert island was covered by a bloody light curtain, and the sky and mountains here were reflected in blood red. And on the desert island,
Above, a tall altar floated.
The little sword spirit flew back to Zhuge Buliang, his big eyes full of tears, whimpering, and kept pushing Zhuge Buliang's body.
But Zhuge Buliang had empty eyes and no reaction at all.
"brush!"
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the mountain. He was tall and tall, with long blood-colored hair flying freely.
Fallen to heaven!
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The little sword spirit seemed to be facing a powerful enemy, with a look of fear on his face. He disappeared from the spot and appeared in the distance.
Falling to the sky stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Zhuge Buliang who was nailed to the mountain, with no emotion in his eyes.
"Zhizhizhi~~" The little sword spirit hid in the distance, looking at Fallen Sky with fear in his eyes.
"Do you still remember me?" Falling Sky spoke, his voice a little hoarse.
"Zhizhi!" The little sword spirit didn't say anything and still avoided him from a distance.
Fallen Sky's eyes were calm, and when he waved his hand, there was no fluctuation at all. However, the ten flying swords nailed to Zhuge Buliang's body were shattered. Zhuge Buliang's body fell down, but was dragged flat and slowly to the ground by an invisible fluctuation.
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Falling sky stared at Zhuge Buliang and nodded: "There is still a trace of breath." After that, he pointed at Zhuge Buliang's chest repeatedly. Every time he pointed, a purple light spot appeared. Falling sky quickly
Click on Zhuge Buliang's chest, and where he points his finger, there are clearly the locations of Zhuge Buliang's seven divine acupoints.
"Huh?" At this time, Fallen Heaven seemed to notice something unusual. Staring at the seven divine acupoints, Gujing Wubo's eyes revealed something strange.
The seven divine acupoints shone with radiance, and a faint purple light enveloped his entire body.
Fallen Sky looked at the little sword spirit, his unwavering eyes narrowed slightly, and then in the blink of an eye, Fallen Sky disappeared from the spot.
The little sword spirit returned to Zhuge Buliang. He looked at Zhuge Buliang, who was surrounded by purple light, sobbing and squatting beside him. His smart eyes were full of mist, and he didn't know where the tears came from.
Time passed quietly, and no one knew how much time had passed. The hazy purple light covering Zhuge Buliang's body disappeared and returned to Zhuge Buliang's body.
The little sword spirit opened his big eyes and looked at Zhuge Buliang curiously, stretching out his little hand to touch him from time to time.
"kindness....."
With a soft groan, Zhuge Buliang moved his fingers, and the little sword spirit immediately let out a cry of joy and flew around Zhuge Buliang's body.
"Huh~~~"
Zhuge Buliang exhaled a heavy breath, moved his body, and then sat up with his arms supporting his body.
"This...this is..." Zhuge Buliang started to do it, looking at everything around him, feeling a little dazed.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The little sword spirit shouted happily and came to Zhuge Buliang's side.
Zhuge Buliang smiled bitterly and patted the little sword spirit's little head. Although he didn't know what happened, he was lucky that he didn't die.
"Has this island... been sealed?" Looking at the blood-colored light curtain covering the entire island, Zhuge Buliang frowned slightly. This island has been sealed for a hundred years, which means that within a hundred years,
It is impossible for him to leave.
One hundred years... Zhuge Buliang murmured, in the world of immortality, this is not a very long time, but for himself, this is a long time. But it is useless to say more now, Zhuge
Bu Liang feels that his cultivation level is a little fluctuating, and he seems to be about to break through.
Immediately, Zhuge Buliang sat down cross-legged and practiced the exercises in the "Devil Sutra" silently. These days, Zhuge Buliang has been practicing the exercises in the "Devil Sutra". This "Devil Sutra" is a wonderful book.
I don't know how many times more powerful it is than what Zhuge Buliang had practiced before.
He went through a desperate battle before, and he himself also came back from the gate of hell, and gained a lot of insights in practice. Gradually, Zhuge Buliang completely forgot himself and entered a state of emptiness and darkness, and he seemed to grasp the situation in the dark.
What? At this moment, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.
From the second level of the golden elixir stage, there were continuous breakthroughs, and it was not until the fifth level of the golden elixir stage that it gradually stabilized.
But Zhuge Buliang still hasn't woken up. After a previous life and death experience, Zhuge Buliang seems to have mastered some secrets of the gate of life and death. To open the gate of life and death, it is not just a matter of promotion, but requires self-understanding and true ability.
Only by breaking through the barrier of life and death can you understand the secret of the gate of life and death.
At this time, seven purple stars appeared above Zhuge Buliang's head, and a Beidou light curtain descended to envelope him.
For three consecutive days, Zhuge Buliang spent in meditation. On the fourth day, Zhuge Buliang opened his eyes. The purple true energy rioted, like a real dragon rushing out of his body. The tyrannical momentum overwhelmed Zhuge Buliang.
The surrounding rocks were shattered into pieces.
Zhuge Buliang let out a long roar, and the seven divine acupoints on his head flickered, and then disappeared without a trace.
Zhuge Buliang stood up, with a look of joy in his eyes. Unexpectedly, a life and death battle would make his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds. But then, Zhuge Buliang fell silent. The current situation did not allow him to be excited, and the desert island
Being sealed is like being sealed in it.
Moreover, in the previous battle with the Tianchi Saint and others, Zhuge Buliang clearly heard from their words that some people were going to be disadvantageous to him. And it was not as simple as one person, it might be an organization or a force.
"There is no place for people like you in Kyushu."
Recalling this sentence, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but frowned. What exactly did this sentence mean? He couldn't figure it out.
"I must get out!" Zhuge Buliang stood up, murderous intent aroused in his eyes. He was determined to find out who wanted to harm him.
By the way, where is Ban Zhui? Zhuge Buliang suddenly remembered that in the previous battle, the Holy Lady of Tianchi wanted to take Ban Zhui away, but Ban Zhui flew to the depths of the desert island.
After thinking about it, Zhuge Buliang turned around and walked towards the depths of the desert island. Anyway, now that the desert island is sealed, he has nothing to worry about. Wandering alone on the desert island, the bricks are very important to Zhuge Buliang, and he doesn't want to just
So lost.
But he visited most of the deserted island, but he didn't find the whereabouts of the bricks. Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but frowned.
During this period, Zhuge Buliang passed by several ruins. Under those ruins, Zhuge Buliang found ten ancient copper coins. These ancient copper coins were extraordinary because they had been suppressed underneath for tens of thousands of years but did not decay.
Zhuge Buliang was like a lonely soul, wandering on the desert island. In the meantime, he came to the golden palace again. The golden palace was still dazzling. The three characters "Shengxian Palace" were dazzling and dazzling. Zhuge Buliang was in front of the golden palace.
He stood there for a long time before leaving.
More than a month passed. Zhuge Buliang searched almost all over the deserted island during this month, but still could not find any bricks.
Zhuge Buliang had a bad premonition in his heart.
But he didn't get nothing. More than half a month passed. In this half-month, Zhuge Buliang visited countless ruins and collected a total of 108 ancient copper coins.
At this moment, one hundred and eight ancient copper coins changed. All the ancient copper coins gathered together, and there seemed to be an inexplicable reaction. One hundred and eight ancient copper coins came close to each other, overlapping together, and actually formed a
A sword, a small sword made entirely of ancient copper coins. The small sword was about a foot long, simple and unpretentious.
"This is...the money sword!"
Zhuge Buliang was surprised for a while. This money sword is a Taoist magic weapon and has various unique functions. Ordinary money swords only have the function of warding off evil spirits. But Zhuge Buliang felt that the money sword in his hand was extraordinary.