Fu Canglu

Chapter 693
A black line connects heaven and earth.

This black line erupted from the bottom of Tianji Sea and ran through the entire fragmented Mount Putuo.

The ray of golden light that finally bloomed from the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar was directly engulfed and annihilated by the black line that soared into the sky.

This black line seemed to connect two worlds.

Not long ago, there were such black lines coming to the world. The spies of Wei and Qi Liang, Sen Luodao and Tianque spent a lot of effort and couldn't solve it. In the end, they only came to the conclusion that these black lines belonged to the gate of ghosts.

When the black line burst out from the bottom of the sea, the two white-haired youths standing at the foot of Mount Putuo raised their heads at the same time and looked at the dome.

The white minion boy who fulfilled his destiny said softly, "There is still a person sitting in front of that door."

Yuan Tiangang was holding the tip of Lu Chen's sword in both hands, but in terms of appearance, he smiled like a fairy of Wangyou, or a boy holding a sword with red lips and white teeth in front of Tianzhu Gate, but his words contained a majesty far superior to that of a mortal emperor , wrote lightly: "It's just a sword fairy in the district. When I sat on the fairy seat, I didn't know how many sword immortals were under my command, and there were many swordsmen who were more proud than others. In the end, I still bowed my head and bowed my head when I finally saw me. Can one person, sitting in front of the door, turn the world upside down?"

"There is also Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

"Oh." Yuan Tiangang, holding the sword in both hands, suddenly sighed, and he said with emotion: "I have never fought against each other, and I have heard about it for a long time."

"Yangguan Valley's thunderbolt calamity power dissipates, that is the moment when Qingshi Bodhisattva passes through all calamities. If he is consummated, he will be alone. Go suppress the entire Huanghuang ghost gate and become a Buddha immediately!"

Yuan Tiangang, standing in front of the black line, read softly: "What a bold spirit."

He held his sword in his hand and smiled, with the corners of his lips curled up, and said: "Then release all the ghosts in the ghost gate, and a million ghost soldiers will descend to the realm, so that he can be transformed without ghosts!"

The pupils of the white minion boy narrowed slightly.

The tip of the "Lu Chen" sword was thrown high by the young man who looked like a fairy!
Liangjia City.

The snow is majestic.

The wind was howling, Jiang Qingyi pushed open the window forcefully, the strong wind blew his hair into a mess, and he could hardly open his eyes, his two arms could not use his strength now, his whole face was pale, sick and haggard, wearing a snow-white Robe.

Yuan Zhongcheng stood beside Jiang Qingyi.

The two of them were in the city lord's mansion, looking at the euphorbia warriors guarding the top of the city. Their burly bodies couldn't bear the strong wind, and they pressed the tip of their halberds against the ground, but they still tended to retreat.

Jiang Qingyi's face was serious.

A black line burst out in the distance, connecting the sky and the earth.

With the appearance of this black line, the weather in Liangjia City began to change. The whole city was shrouded in wind and snow. The black mist came and was suddenly swept by the strong wind, but it could not be blown away.

The black thread that had been chopped up by Jian Zongming's sword before once again fell from Tianxin like splashed ink, and smashed onto the ground.

"This aura is the gate of ghosts." Jiang Qingyi murmured: "The gate of ghosts has been opened!"

He gritted his teeth, cursed angrily, turned out of the window sill, took a cold knife in his hand, and shouted: "The whole army is on alert!"

Yuan Zhongcheng was stunned for a moment. He picked up two sabers, flipped out of the window sill, and came to Jiang Qingyi's side. The wind was strong, and the figure of a thin scholar stood extremely tall. He held the cold knife tightly with one hand, and A hand slowly passed over the scabbard, and the moment the knife was finally drawn, there was a clang, and a cold light passed between the sky and the earth.

In the thick fog in the distance, there was a dark shadow like ink slowly appearing under the walls of Liangjia City. The man was riding a war horse, his upper body was tall and straight, and his whole body was shrouded in the mist. Only his burly figure could be seen clearly. The sword is not like the style of iron cavalry in the Spring and Autumn Period, nor is it the standard cavalry equipment of the Eight Kingdoms or Shifu Dashi.

Jiang Qingyi raised his saber, Fei Yi and Guo Youzhi behind him had already arrived, at the head of Liangjia city, all the generals from Xiguan lined up.

The horseshoes in the city are neat and violent.

The new feudal lord of Xiguan, with a hint of bookishness, said with a smirk, "These things... are old antiques that are older than Shifu."

"I can't think of it! Luoyang has been defeated, and there are still battles to be fought." He stuck the cold knife on the ground, took Yuan Zhongcheng's long sword, and smiled as usual: "I don't know if these dead people can still fight." To be beaten to death again?"

Jiang Qingyi kicked hard on the back of the Liangdao knife inserted into the ground, a cold light flew across the head of Liangjia City, and the shadow of the black mist that was riding slowly was instantly struck by the pale knife light. A huge head flew out, and hit the ground with a bang, and the people and riders were scattered again, and the ink splattered like blood.

Jiang Qingyi smiled and said: "The so-called Yin soldiers are nothing more than that."

Under the city of Liangjia, beyond the black mist, there were already jet-black cavalry gathering, gathering and charging.

At the head of Liangjia City, someone held up an iron sword, staring at the countless black lines hanging down from the sky.

Jiang Qingyi's voice resounded throughout the land.

"kill!"

The northern plains are filled with snow.

Dressed in a red robe at the head, followed by [-] cavalry.

The iron cavalry army of Mobei Royal Court is carrying the spoils of this southward war, and is returning to the direction of Beiyuan King's Tent.

A man with a feminine and handsome face sat on the horseback, his body bumped as he galloped, his face was always calm, and the four venerables followed behind him.

Snow and ice.

In the sleeve robe of the young man, there is a mouthful of sword energy, and the sword energy flows through the lungs, feeding back the body, without feeling the cold at all.

He suddenly raised his head, frowned, and watched the changes in the distant world.

The four venerables failed to react.

But Venerable Hanjiu was the most keen to catch Nalan's anomaly.

Nalan, who had always been calm after taking over the position of God Son of Beiyuan Wangting, had a look of astonishment first, and then a gloomy anger.

The four venerables hadn't noticed the change in the vitality of the heaven and earth until now. A black line running through the sky and the earth roared away, and they could see the straight and sky-reaching black line countless miles away.

Nalan said calmly: "Everyone. Throw away the burden and draw your sword to prepare for battle."

The voice fell.

Countless pitch-black thin threads drift down from the heart of the sky, and the distant wasteland gradually makes the sound of horseshoes, gradually rolling, and finally the momentum is like a rainbow, and the sound is unstoppable like rolling thunder.

Nalan said with a blank expression, "I met Yin soldiers on the way home. What a fucking bad luck."

On the wasteland, two groups of cavalry.

No poise, no frills.

The cavalry began to run, and before the black mist, two groups of people collided with each other, piercing their bones and flesh.

roar.

draw sword.

Draw a knife.

blood splatter.

Ink sprinkled.

The South China Sea and the Holy Island are located above the sea area, and are also the closest to the black line rising from the Tianji Sea.

Just as Yi Xiao and Yuan Tiangang left the bottom of the South China Sea, the people from Shengdao had already arrived.

Li Changge was the fastest. When he came from the Holy Island with his sword, the people on the Holy Island had already realized the abnormality.

The owner of the mountain, Wang Zhi, and Wei Lingshan, who practiced briefly on the Holy Island, all rushed to the South China Sea.

As far as the eye can see, it is the Nanhai Mountain Gate that has experienced a catastrophe. The eighteen peaks are devastated, and half of the top of the final peak has been cut off.

With Wei Qi's cultivation as a grand master and the background of Nanhai, they are far from being able to resist.

Wei Qi's vitality has been drained.

Ye Shisan was unconscious.

In the entire Nanhai Mountain Gate, the only ones who still have energy are the great Confucian scholars at the bottom of the hidden sword mountain lake, all of them gathered together.

After a brief conversation, Shan Zhu and the others already knew roughly what happened in the South China Sea.

Yuan Tiangang, who has gathered all the six celestial aspects, and Yi Xiao go to Tianjihai to fight to the death.

Li Changge was seriously injured, but fortunately he kept the sword bone.

The matter of life and death is small, but the matter of the world is big.

A young man who has gathered all the six heavens is already so difficult to deal with. If you add a sword bone to him, plus mind reading, and gather the eight heavens, there will be no need to continue this battle of defending the way.

Shen Mo carefully supported his husband and treated his wound.

Li Changge smiled and touched Shen Mo's head, his eyes flickered, and he sighed softly.

He saw Wei Lingshan's eyes.

Such eyes, with a trace of confusion, a trace of bewilderment.

He didn't know when Yi Xiao had such a younger sister. But in the history of Qi Liang's blood genealogy, there has never been such a fierce person who can fight back and forth with Yuan Tiangang of the Six Paths of Heaven, and even prepares to fight alone. To be buried with each other.

A dry breeze blows from the South China Sea.

Wei Lingshan's eyes fell on the woman in a torn black robe beside him. The two looked at each other silently, with emotions flowing in each other's eyes. From Li Changge's point of view, it was difficult for him to understand what the two women were thinking at this moment. what.

Yi Xiaoan calmly leaned against the stone wall.

Wei Lingshan's intuition told herself that she had seen this woman somewhere before, not only had she seen it but she was extremely familiar with it.

Yi Xiaoan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, looked at Li Changge, and said softly: "If Yi Xiao loses, I will take Yuan Tiangang to the funeral if I still have a chance, just like before."

Li Changge shook his head and said, "You go. You're just dying."

Yi Xiaoan didn't speak, but suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Wei Lingshan suddenly raised his head.

Li Changge also raised his head.

Wei Qi, who still had a little energy left, looked into the distance in astonishment, Wu Jinhan, who fell to the ground with a long sword in his hand, and the young master Xiaotao, who was pale and trembling with his hands trembling all over, didn't know what to say.

That black line shot up into the sky.

It was a black line that everyone was extremely familiar with.

It is not a long line of sword energy of cause and effect.

When this black line fell, the gate of ghosts came to the world again.

The peace of the whole world, the peace of the Great Unity after the Spring and Autumn Period, lasted less than a few days, and it was broken like this.

Liangjia City invites Beiguan Thunder City Fengting City, 36 cities in the north, including Luoyang.

Jiangnan Road, East Lai Road, Xining Road, North Gusu Road, Qiliang Nineteen Road, including Lanling City.

The black line falls.

The light fades.

The world ushered in the final catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)