Nine hundred and sixtieth chapters falling holy arrow
Spirit boats were born one after another, and the descendants of these outside world destroyers lurking in the dark were also ready to make plans again to weaken the overall strength of Xiniu Hezhou before the catastrophe came.
This time, their target is the human race, and they want to use the Ten Thousand Races Conference as a trigger to make the human race disappear on this continent.
"It's a pity that the success fell short. I didn't expect you to know so much, and you also took the initiative to attack our layout. It seems that we underestimated your human race." Saint Ancestor Wuwu said.
Shui Yueting said: "There are three Holy Spirits that go to the Tianhe River. Who is the other one? Is it the 'Dao of Heaven'?"
Saint Ancestor Wuwu's face was wrinkled, and he smiled and said: "You actually already know the way of heaven. It seems that you already know a lot. I will never let you stay today."
Both Shui Yueting and Saint Ancestor Wuwu stood far away in the void, wrapped in holy light. Feng Feiyun and others could only see them having a conversation, but they did not know what they were talking about.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were fixed on Shui Yueting's body, and he pinched it tightly with his five fingers. "Her cultivation has become so strong that she killed two saints in one day. The gap between her and me is too big." Big."
Although Feng Feiyun knew in his heart that his memory may not be true, it was still difficult to calm down the love and hatred in his heart. The moment he saw Shui Yueting, he thought of the two of them in Beihai. During that beautiful time, I also thought of her ruthless sword.
Love and hate are intertwined in my heart.
If you don't love so truly, why would you hate so deeply?
"How should I face her now? Directly ask her why she stabbed that sword back then, or ask her if she knows me." Feng Feiyun wanted to find a place to hide, waiting for all the questions in his mind to be answered. Think it through before going to see her.
He is not afraid of savage beasts or thousands of troops, but he is afraid of the woman he once loved most and now hates the most.
Isn't this the strongest contrast in the world? Ice and fire are not so strong.
Use a flame to heat a piece of iron red, and then put it into extremely cold ice water. The iron will crack, let alone the human heart.
But this time he will not escape, he will face the difficulties, he will truly stand opposite her and ask questions about what happened back then.
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Shui Yueting and Saint Ancestor Wu Wu fought again, and the void was beaten into nothingness. The flame of the Immortal Refining Stone lasted forever, like a meteor that kept flying.
"One sword and nothingness."
Shui Yueting stood in the vast white sword world. When she stretched out her arm, the sword of Taoism appeared invisibly. She struck the body of Saint Ancestor Wuwu with one sword. The sword energy split Saint Ancestor Wuwu into two. Half.
Saint Ancestor Wuwu was covered in blood, his flying feathers scattered, his body flew to both sides, and a piece of flying blood fell.
"Condensation."
The two bodies of Holy Ancestor Wuwu bloomed with dazzling light, and actually condensed into two complete three-legged golden crows. Their feathers were golden, their eyes were extraordinary, and the aura of the Holy Spirit on their bodies was like divine pythons flying around their bodies. .
"This is the Taoist fighting body of the Golden Crow Demon Clan." Shui Yueting said.
Holy Ancestor Wuwu said: "If you cut off a drop of my blood, I can condense a clone; if you cut off half of my body, I can condense a clone."
"Then it depends on how many times you can gather the clones."
Shui Yueting waved her arm again, and another sword intention of the Holy Spirit was released, turning into a thousand-mile sword river and cutting open the Taoist body of Saint Ancestor Wuwu again.
"puff."
Saint Ancestor Wuwu condensed his clone again, as if he could become immortal.
The entire void became chaotic and chaotic, with countless sword auras and firelights flashing, and streaks of lightning like heavenly swords shuttled between the sword auras, striking from one end of the world to the other.
When the chaos was over, ten Golden Crows were suspended in the void, like ten scorching suns in the sky.
Shui Yueting stood in the center, with a Milky Way surrounding her body.
The monks of the human race were also dumbfounded. Could it be that the Holy Ancestor of the Wuwu could really be immortal, could not be killed by a sword, and could not be chopped into pieces by a knife? Such magical powers were too scary.
"Holy God Shuiyue, you think we haven't prepared a perfect plan when we come to kill you. Now I'm going to let you know our trump card to kill you." A vast voice sounded above the Tianhe River.
In the darkness, a golden arrow flew across the sky.
Passing through the starry sky, it caused countless planets to shake, passed through the Milky Way, penetrated the void, and appeared in this space.
This is a magical arrow hundreds of meters long, dragging a long tail, attracting all the principles in the world to converge towards it.
The moment this magical arrow appeared, everyone's hearts seemed to stop beating and the blood in their bodies froze.
"The Holy Meteor Arrow refined by the Nine Arrows Great Sage."
In front of the Holy Meteor Arrow, there is no possibility for any living being to escape.
With one arrow shot out, the Holy Spirit died.
The ten golden crows retreated one after another and flew in the sky, not daring to be touched by the sky-breaking arrows.
"puff."
The Holy Meteor Arrow pierced Shui Yueting's chest, passed through her body, and brought up a large amount of crimson blood, like plum blossoms blooming in the void.
The Holy Meteor Arrow cuts not only the body, but also the way of the Holy Spirit.
In the ancient times, the ten holy ancestors of the Golden Crow Demon Clan were all extremely powerful beings. Each of them had the background to attack the Great Sage. However, in one day, nine of them were shot down by the Nine Arrows Great Sage. Falling into the Holy Ancestor, there is no way to escape. This shows how terrifying the Falling Holy Arrow is.
However, it was rumored that the nine Holy Meteor Arrows had already been damaged in the great catastrophe in the late ancient times. Unexpectedly, one actually appeared now and penetrated the body of Holy God Shuiyue.
The Holy God Shuiyue fell under the power of the sky-shattering arrow.
The monks from all races became frightened, and there was an unexplainable sadness in their hearts.
Saint Ancestor Wuwu looked at Shui Yueting who was killed by Sky-breaking Arrows, and sneered sarcastically: "A mere human dares to oppose our layout and wants to turn the world around with one person's power. He really doesn't know what he can do. How powerful we are. , how can you imagine that after the death of the Holy God Shuiyue, the human race will still be exterminated. This is a decree of heaven and no one can change it."
The sky-breaking arrow drew an arc in the void, sprinkled a few drops of the Holy Spirit's blood, and then pierced the void again and flew back to the Tianhe River.
"How is it possible? It's really the legendary Holy Meteor Arrow. She..."
Feng Feiyun's eyes were fixed on the woman suspended in the void. There was blood splattered on her chest, and the blood stained her white clothes. Some of them were stained on her beautiful and refined cheeks, and some of them rolled down. In the void, they are like small blood-red crystal blood cells.
Her sword world has dissipated and turned into wisps of white mist, forming a cloud to support her body.
"It's impossible, it's impossible...it's impossible for the Holy God to fall, it's impossible for the Holy God to fall..."
The war in the Water Moon Realm ended long ago and ended with the complete victory of the human race. Except for a few semi-saints of the demon race, all the other demon invaders were killed. Before they had time to cheer for victory, they heard the bad news.
"Holy God Shuiyue fell outside the void and was killed by the Holy Arrow." An old human half-saint passed the news back to Shuiyue Heaven Realm. All the human monks who heard the bad news were wailing. The Holy Spirit of the ancestors has fallen, and the backbone of the clan has collapsed.
The sky in the Water Moon Realm turned blood red, and blood-red raindrops rolled down, dyeing the human race's holy land crimson.
"Are we still defeated after all? It's really hard for people to stand against the sky." Many people feel a kind of sadness from the heart.
There was a throb in Feng Feiyun's body, and traces of golden silkworm Buddha energy began to circulate automatically. The golden Buddha energy escaped from the pores, like extremely thin threads, towards the distant place. Flying away from the void.
At the same time, golden threads of Buddhist energy escaped from Shui Yueting's red lips, condensing into a golden silkworm, wrapping her body like a silkworm spinning silk into a cocoon.
"This...she also practiced the "Golden Silkworm Sutra"."
Feng Feiyun finally understood why the Buddhist aura in her body overflowed. It was due to the influence of the golden silkworm Buddhist aura in Shui Yueting. The golden silkworm Buddhist aura in her body was of a higher grade than Feng Feiyun's current golden silkworm Buddhist aura.
"This is the secret of the sixth silkworm picture in the Golden Silkworm Sutra, the cocoon picture. According to the records in the Golden Silkworm Sutra, once you practice the Golden Silkworm Sutra to the level of the sixth silkworm picture, you can produce extremely strong energy. The vitality, even after death, can form a cocoon, break out of the cocoon, be reborn, and live another life."
Feng Feiyun originally thought that this was all bragging by the editor, but seeing the cocoons on Shui Yueting's body now made him believe it.
After practicing the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" to the sixth picture of silkworms, you can really come back from the dead, shed your old shell, and live another life.
Feng Feiyun has only just practiced the fourth silkworm picture of the "Golden Silkworm Sutra" and is not very clear about the profound meaning of the sixth silkworm picture.
Holy Ancestor Wuwu also noticed something was wrong. Ten Golden Crows gathered together and condensed into human form, turning into an old man with wrinkled skin. His eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty, and he flicked a finger towards the golden cocoon wrapping Shui Yueting. .
"call out."
It means that the wind hits the golden Buddha energy, but it is like a stone sinking into the sea, and not even a single wave is stirred up.
Saint Ancestor Wuwu made a sound of surprise, called back the Immortal Refining Stone, and hit it with the Holy Spirit Vessel.
"Boohoo."
The nine golden Buddha auras were like nine silk threads thousands of miles long, and they were like nine soft swords slashing at Saint Ancestor Wuwu, who quickly retreated.
At the same time, the Immortal Refining Stone attacked the golden Buddha cocoon, but its power was offset by the layers of silk, and the golden Buddha silkworm flew out like a rubber ball.
This scene is simply weird to the extreme.
There are countless principles and laws in the world, all converging towards the golden Buddha silkworm. Life and death are disillusioned, alternating in the cocoon.
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Above the Nine Heavens, thousands of miles away from the earth, there are seven Milky Ways stretching across the sky, misty and misty, and the other end of the Milky Ways connects to the vast starry sky.
A golden meteorite holy arrow flew up from the earth, carrying a bit of vitality, straight towards Qingming, breaking through the clouds, and flew into one of the Milky Ways, entering the chaotic mist.
A majestic man in neat cloth clothes, about thirty or forty years old, followed closely behind the Holy Meteor Arrow, and his speed was no slower than the Holy Meteor Arrow.
This speed is simply terrifying.
He caught up to the Tianhe River, stopped, and smiled: "I finally caught you, come out, God, I worked so hard to find you."