Master Tianzun's expression was extremely embarrassing.

Before his Heavenly Holy Technique could open three feet, it was nearly pierced by endless petals, leaving more than ten clearly visible wounds on his body. This was something he had never expected.

But what made him even more surprised and alert was the appearance of the woman in white.

He felt very clearly that the one who shattered his world of Heavenly Holy Art was this woman with an alluring appearance. Until now, the fingertips of her right hand were flowing with extremely sharp sword energy.

This woman is not a human, but she does not look like a sword spirit. She has no spiritual power, but she has the terrifying strength to easily cut through his Heavenly Saint Technique. Even if he has read many classics in the back of the Holy Pavilion, it is difficult to confirm her.

What on earth is it.

But now, as he was almost killed by Hua Luoyu, he no longer had the time to think about the identity of this woman. He poured his spiritual power into the Qinglong Seal without hesitation, and with a dragon roar, the Heavenly Holy Technique

The world suddenly exploded, and even Hua Luoyu was forced to retreat by this act of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging himself by eight hundred.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lord Tian threw out two small worlds without hesitation, attacking Hua Luoyu and the mysterious woman respectively, and at the same time he fled away without hesitation.

Hua Luoyu waved her hand, and countless petals tightly controlled the world of that holy art from all directions, which was exactly the method used to imprison the Venerable Earth before.

But in this way, Lord Tian has gone far away.

Hua Luoyu sighed softly and did not continue to pursue.

If he was still in his prime, there would be no problem in intercepting and killing the Lord Tian. However, the wounds from the Blood Demon Sword that were raging at the broken parts of his legs had been triggered by his previous actions, and they had to be suppressed as soon as possible, so he had no choice but to let him escape.

His eyes immediately fell on the woman in white at the foot of the barren mountain.

The woman is definitely the best in the world in terms of appearance and temperament. However, her body seems to be a bit illusory, but it is not the vague illusion of a spiritual body. It seems that a gust of wind can blow it away. Although the sword is flowing on her fingertips,

The spirit itself does not have the sword energy that a sword spirit should have.

Ghost? Or other existence that I don’t know about?

He slightly cupped his hands towards the woman in white. Although he didn't know the details, his intuition told him that this person had definitely existed in the world longer than himself.

The woman in white nodded slightly, and made a strange seal on her hand, which seemed to be some kind of etiquette. Hua Luoyu thought about the etiquette of the human world and the demon realm for thousands of years, but could not think of a corresponding one, so she had to smile accordingly.

The woman in white frowned slightly.

That guy hurt her and his descendants, and he must pay the price.

She clearly remembered that she should have a sword. In the dark, it seemed to have called her, otherwise she would not have the chance to wake up and see her descendants.

That sword was definitely not the Han Ming Sword, not to mention that the Han Ming Sword didn't seem to be the Han Ming Sword in her memory, but she was sure that her sword was definitely nearby.

You can feel its existence yourself.

She tried hard to recall the magic formula for summoning the sword. Strictly speaking, she was just a trace of obsession in the remaining soul. She stayed in the sword because her remaining wishes were unfulfilled. It was extremely difficult to recall these.

difficult.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and her face became brighter.

She stretched out her hand and held it in the void. Between heaven and earth, a wisp of clear sound like a silk thread spread out. Although it was not loud, it was clearly audible within a thousand miles.

…

Yuan Xue lay down on the ground relaxedly, not caring about her appearance at all.

Too many things happened today, and the short-term operation of the Heavenly Holy Technique had almost drained the spiritual energy from her body, so that now she just wanted to take a good rest.

She looked at Yu Luoxia not far away. Yu Luoxia was meditating at this time. On the one hand, she was trying to calm down her mood. On the other hand, she was digesting what she had seen and heard today. After so much, it was by no means easy to digest.

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she

I admire this sister Yu very much. Maybe her talent is not too strong, but when facing danger, she will still protect everyone as a shield, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, she can maintain her tenacity.

, and along the way, she watched her meticulously practice Qi Yun Gong every day.

Now that Bei Mingxiu's whereabouts are unknown, she must feel very uncomfortable because she cannot find out.

She moved her gaze to one side, and Tantai Yimeng was also realizing her previous experience. Compared to Yu Luoxia, her cultivation and experience were higher, and maybe now...

A voice broke her thoughts.

She immediately recognized that this was Tantai Yimeng's fantasy sea sword sound, so she quickly looked at Tantai Yimeng in surprise.

She originally only planned to take a look, but when she looked over, she exclaimed: "Sister Tantai, you..."

Tantai Yimeng didn't answer her.

Her eyes were closed, her body was emitting a faint shimmer, and she seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world.

Under Yuan Xue's shocked gaze, the Jingmeng Sword in front of her was suspended in mid-air, with the sword half an inch out of its sheath, as if waiting for the sword to be completely sheathed.

The next second, her whole body turned into a stream of light and fell into the scabbard. The Mengmeng Sword suddenly trembled violently and flew in a certain direction together with the scabbard. She disappeared in an instant, even though Yuan Xue screamed in surprise.

No sound can change this fact.

Almost at the same time, the Dream Sword fell into the hands of the woman in white.

She gently stroked the sword she had not seen for a long time, and there seemed to be a lot of emotion in her eyes.

"A dream in Tantai, a thousand years have passed."

"Jingmeng, long time no see."

She is now just a ray of obsession, and it is a bit reluctant to say that she is a remnant soul. She has been sleeping in the Hanming Sword until the sound of swords striking and clashing woke her up.

On that day, Bei Mingxiu, who wielded the sword Han Ming, competed with Tantai Yimeng who came to Zhongzhou City in swordsmanship. Unfortunately, he lost, and Han Ming also fell into the hands of Tantai Yimeng.

That was the origin of his cooperation with Tantai Yimeng.

It was also the day she started to wake up.

Since that day, when she woke up occasionally, she would give some subconscious guidance or guidance to the little guy who mastered the Hanming Sword. She followed the soul of the Hanming Sword to temporarily live in his sea of ​​consciousness, and she had already confirmed that this was

Her descendants, and only the descendants of the Beiming family can control the Hanming Sword.

She and he still have descendants left in the world, which makes her satisfied enough.

"Even if this dream is short-lived, it's worth it if I can take another look at the world and use my sword against the world."

The woman in white murmured to herself, taking a step forward, with a hint of bitterness in the smile on her lips.

She grasped the hilt of the Jingmeng sword and slashed out a sword in the direction in which the Lord Tian was flying.

On the Jingmeng sword body, blue flames ignited, and the sword energy drew a straight trajectory in the mid-air, seeming to divide the night sky into two sections.

She did not activate the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

But the spiritual power of heaven and earth near the Dream Sword was burned by her.

This is the "Ming Ming" technique she taught Bei Mingxiu. It is a way of stimulating the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the natural coldness in the Beiming family's bloodline. Rather than inducing the spiritual power of heaven and earth to change and burn, it is better to say

It is the power of Beiming's bloodline that controls the burning of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Beiming's bloodline has faded over thousands of years of inheritance. If she had not firmly engraved the mark of Beiming's bloodline into his body, he would not be able to activate the Hanming Flame.

She has no entity, let alone blood, but her own existence is a symbol of the Beiming family's bloodline.

The long blue line in the night sky has one end above the tip of the Dream Sword, and the other end continues to stretch, spanning thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

"Stab it!"

Somewhere in the night sky, Lord Tian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at his right arm in disbelief.

There was a wound on his right shoulder, and there was a blue flame on the wound

The burning brought extreme coldness. The ice spread on his arms, seeming to swallow his whole body. No matter how hard he suppressed it, he could never completely extinguish the blue flames.

What he couldn't believe was not only the strange flame, but also the fact that he was injured.

When the woman in white drew her sword, he had already sensed the threat behind him and jumped away without hesitation.

The eight-foot realm of Tianshengjue was inspired by his ten successful powers.

Behind him, the Black Tortoise Armor was spread out. In addition to this extremely precious defensive weapon that could withstand a strike from an immortal-level expert, he also used all his trump cards.

After discovering that there was something strange about the woman in white, he tried to get rid of her possible attack at all costs. To this end, he gave everything he had.

However, when the sword light flew towards him, all his defenses were penetrated. The only result may be that the sword light was delayed for a moment, so that he was only injured in the arm instead of being directly pierced through the heart.

It's just that this result is still difficult for him to accept.

Today, the Heavenly Saint Technique of the three brothers and sisters was broken.

Ren Zunzhang was defeated by an underestimating enemy, and was pierced into the world by Su Yi with seven elements, eventually causing the world to collapse.

Earth Venerable was defeated by his strength and was trapped and killed by Hua Luoyu's heaven and earth cage made of flower petals. If he had not escaped desperately, he would have been dead.

Among the three brothers, he has the highest attainment in the Heavenly Saint Technique. He also has the longest cultivation and the most magical weapons. However, his Heavenly Saint Technique has been broken the most thoroughly.

Facing the burning blue sword light, his Heavenly Saint Technique was directly shattered, without any resistance at all.

He really couldn't believe this fact, but the severe pain on his shoulder and the beating blue flames - no, it could be said to be ice flames - both declared the fact that he had failed miserably.

Tianzun gritted his teeth, pointed it as a knife, and directly removed his right arm, and blood immediately poured out.

If not, the ice flames would soon spread to his body, something that even the Heavenly Saint Technique couldn't suppress, and he didn't dare to risk it.

What he didn't know was that this ice flame was created by the Beiming family's ancestral secret method to activate spiritual power. It was originally spiritual power, but it had already transcended the scope of spiritual power. It was in conflict with the world built by the spiritual power of the Tiansheng Jue.

He was able to break through the shackles of the Heavenly Saint Technique so easily, but this secret technique had been lost hundreds of years ago. And what he was facing was the ancestor of the Beiming Family!

Tianzun has no idea. Today, he must go back alive and tell the news to Xianzun. As long as he recovers from his injuries, there is still the possibility of revenge in the future.

In the end, he had no choice but to glare angrily at the remaining faint blue behind him, and rushed towards the Holy Pavilion. His figure was still handsome, but he gave people the feeling of a lost dog.

Following his defeat, this battle near Muya City in the Demon Realm, which was caused by various accidents and inevitable consequences, finally ended with the defeat of the Holy Pavilion.

Under the barren mountain, the woman in white put away her frightening dream and knelt down to look at Bei Mingxiu's face, which was filled with rare joy.

After a while, she picked up Jing Meng, pointed it in the direction she came from, and said with a smile: "Go."

Jing Meng trembled slightly, as if she was reluctant to leave, and the woman in white said again: "I have died long ago, and you have your own life, why should you follow me in the dust?"

She glanced at the night sky and continued with a smile: "I never paid attention to the prosperity of the world and this unknown lower world. I hope you can take a good look at it for me."

The hilt of Jingmeng Sword trembled a few times, as if it was nodding, and then turned into a sword light, returning to the direction it was in.

The woman in white watched Jingmeng leave, with a smile on her face that was visible to the naked eye.

Her body is gradually fading away, but that doesn't stop her from smiling.

Thousands of years have passed, and now I can take another look at the world, and there are descendants left in the world.
Chapter completed!