Through the three thousand planes

Chapter 167 Taboo-like Existence
Chapter 190 Second Taboo-like Existence

Among the four great sect masters, the Ghost King is always resourceful. At this time of crisis, the Ghost King suddenly changed his mind, and suddenly found Daoxuan's body shaking in the sky, obviously struggling, and shouted anxiously: "Everyone, the old thief Daoxuan is seriously injured. We are unable to fully control this formation, and we will immediately attack one place together!"

Although the green hills are still there, they can leave without fear of lack of firewood, but if all the men are dead, then it is meaningless to leave.

All the members of the Devil's Cult gathered one after another, and almost all the masters of the Demon's Cult on Tongtian Peak sped up, rushing towards the easternmost place with the fewest single-color Qi swords.

Along the way, there were endless screams, and the air sword that took people's lives like a devil hunting and laughing in the sky swayed terrifying and bright blood flowers in the sky.

The people of Qingyun Sect were all dumbfounded, and they forgot to stop the people of the Demon Sect, but even if they thought about it, they might not be able to do it, the sky is full of swords like rain, if they move randomly, they might get hurt here first In the sword rain...

"Third Sister!!"

The ghost king who led everyone to escape was about to leave, but suddenly heard Qinglong's anxious cry, and looked back, his expression changed drastically.

One of his capable men, Suzaku Youji, one of his right-hand men, had already been blocked by Qingyun Zhongren, standing under the sword aura that filled the sky.

Daoxuan's heart was shaken, he looked at the demon sect people who were about to escape, and finally made up his mind.As if he was going all out, not only was the rain of swords falling fiercely from the sky, but the huge seven-colored main sword in the sky was also manipulated by invisible magic power, rushing down with the momentum of breaking the sky and breaking the earth.

The Ghost King and the others were terrified and did not dare to rush over, and fled in a hurry.As far as Yu Wei was concerned, Yuyangzi couldn't dodge it in time, and even his left hand was cut off, and he let out a miserable cry, his body turned into a sharp light like electricity, and went away through the air.The God of Poison and Fairy Sanmiao flew away the moment before the attack landed, but they were still within the enveloping range, and there was no way to hide from now on.

"Master Ming! I, the God of Poison, am sorry for you... The Ten Thousand Poison Sect, which has been passed down by our Holy Cult for many years, is about to be destroyed in my hands today..." The God of Poison already had a look of despair on his face.

At this time, You Ji also looked up at the seven-colored giant sword in the air, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth, crushing towards her, the seven-colored giant sword, under the huge sword, the faint figure, as small as an ant.

"A flower blooms with two sides, living in a world of Buddha and devil!"

At this moment, a mighty voice descended from the nine heavens, but the peaceful voice enveloped the whole world. The huge colorful lightsaber gradually disappeared under the influence of the elegant and natural mysterious voice, and finally disappeared into the sky .

Everyone looked up to the sky!He looked horrified.

shock!shock!Full of shock!

A stalwart figure stands above the sky, with shawls and gorgeous robes dotted with stars, sun, and moon. Even the space is distorted when it lands. It seems that it cannot bear his pressure, and the space may collapse at any time.

"It's him, it's him, it must be him!" Her slightly pale lips moved, and You Ji raised her head to look at the back figure standing tall in the sky. For sure, he is "he", the one who lifted his veil back then, let himself remember for a hundred years, said that we will see each other again, but turned away without the slightest nostalgia, the mountains and seas, the heartless sea... now proud standing on the sky...

It is such a person who is like a god's mansion, stationed in the bottom of my heart, firmly and deeply.

But outside of this battlefield, there are also people watching.It was an old man who looked to be many years old, dressed in coarse cloth, with dry and gray hair, like an old man on the verge of decay, the only difference was his straight waist.

Daoxuan fell down in mid-air, forced to activate the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and after a great battle, even if he broke through to the Taiqing Realm, he is now at the end of his battle, Zeng Shuchang and others hurried forward to catch it, a sacrificial ray of light , it fell from the sky onto Daoxuan, and under the shining of that brilliant light, the wounds suffered by Daoxuan quickly healed.

"Thank you, senior, for your rescue! I don't know if senior is related to that senior from Manhuang a hundred years ago?" Daoxuan hurriedly stood up and thanked him. This kind of means has almost saved him from death, and the brilliant light reminded him of the one hundred years ago. The world-shattering war that took place in the wilderness before.

A hundred years ago!Savage! ! !

As soon as these words fell, Tongtian Peak was eerily quiet. No matter whether it was the members of the Demon Cult or the members of the Qingyun Sect, the younger generation might not understand what happened in the wilderness a hundred years ago, at most they had only heard about it. , but for the previous generation, especially those who experienced the wild battle between righteousness and evil, it is a taboo, an untouchable taboo, the bodies of the ghost king, the poisonous god and others tremble slightly, and the scene a hundred years ago seems to be vividly remembered , that ferocious beast that devours all living beings, that mysterious powerhouse that burns for nine days, thanks to the fact that they were at the edge of the center of the great battle, they were almost unaffected, otherwise they would have survived standing here today, Don't you see that more than a hundred years have passed, and the space in the center of the great war in the wilderness, which is nearly a thousand miles away, is still collapsing and repairing, day after day, year after year.

"So what? If not, so what? It doesn't matter! Qingyun Sect and I have a reason, if the Demon Cult dares to make a big fuss today, then pay a little price!"

As the words fell, flames emerged from the people of the Demon Cult, and they were quickly annihilated like a short-lived epiphyllum, and finally turned into ashes, falling slowly. Lie Yan (raging flames), those who did not resist were burned to ashes!
"I have borrowed your Qingyunmen's cause, and I have also repaid your Qingyunmen's fruit. This emperor will not sit and watch Qingyunmen's decline and wither, but I will not allow the demon sect to dissipate. The Taoist is the way of heaven; There is no way, there must be demons where there is way, and there must be darkness where there is light, if the demons are destroyed, can the Tao survive? If the darkness disappears, will there still be light? Remember, the devil is the way! Today's battle ends here!!"

"Follow the teachings of the seniors! Daoxuan will remember it in his heart." Daoxuan hurriedly thanked him respectfully. As No. 1 of the righteous way, such an action seems quite funny, but no one laughed at him, especially the only remaining one. The ghost king and other leaders of the demon sect showed envy in their eyes. Which one of them is not a quick-witted generation, and they have heard a lot of information from a few short words of a strong man. Why did you get involved with those strong men, but in the future, whoever dares to attack Qingyunmen, that is, the birthday star is always eating arsenic-tired of living, but it is not all bad news, there is always a piece of good news, no Even if the Demon Cult is completely wiped out, there will always be a place to survive.

When the ghost king raised his head again, the strong man who looked like a god's mansion had already disappeared without a trace, "Let's go! From now on, my Holy Cult will wither away."

Qinglong smiled wryly and said: "No matter what, we survived after all, who would have thought of Qingyun... and this time, it can be regarded as an opportunity for my ghost Wangzong."

The Ghost King sighed faintly, and led the remaining Demon Sect disciples down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)