Chapter 902 If Heaven and Earth Don’t Give It, I Will Take It
"Um?"
Outside Yumen Pass, Chen Mengjun, who had defeated hundreds of enemies with one sword, suddenly looked back and looked in the direction of Changming Mountain. In fact, she was already confused when she sensed Lin Zhao's aura quickly disappearing. At this time, that golden
When ripples appeared in the sky, she was even more shocked.
Even Chen Xi, who was punching the enemy, stopped fighting and looked into the distance, his heart filled with confusion.
At this moment, with the appearance of the person in the golden ripples, the rules of the entire human world have become extremely full, as if the gods that have passed have returned to the human world.
The jade door is closed.
Veteran Bei Minghai also looked at Changming Mountain with a shocked expression. He knew that there was a sage from the upper five realms who had gone down to the lower realms, but he couldn't guess what realm the other person was in. He only knew that the other person's energy was unrivaled in the world, and he was probably no longer a sage.
The Fourteenth Realm is so simple.
A simple fourteen realms are not enough to summarize that person's cultivation.
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Changming Mountain.
The ancestor of the Five Mountains who couldn't stop laughing suddenly looked up at the sky. The moment the woman in white appeared, he felt that he was about to suffocate. He narrowed his eyes. He was just an undefeated inner demon. Why bother with this lower realm?
"You're late!"
The ancestor of the Five Sacred Mountains let out a low roar and unleashed the demonic flames that filled the sky, burning the entire Changming Mountain. At the same time, wisps of flames gathered together and turned into a sword tip, heading straight for the woman.
The woman in white smiled indifferently, and at the corners of her mouth, wisps of frost rose up in the air, turning into frost orchids. In the blink of an eye, they wiped out the undefeated demonic flames sacrificed by the ancestors of the Five Mountains one by one, and then the next
In seconds, she floated over, her fingers spread wide, and she faced the terrifying face of the ancestor of the Five Mountains that was severely eroded by the incomplete divine power.
"you……"
The ancestor of the Five Mountains was so shocked that he never thought that he could not even deal with one of the opponent's moves. You must know that he was carrying the remains of an ancient wind god. How could he not be able to catch even one of the opponent's moves?
"You're just an undefeated inner demon, but you still dare to continue doing evil?"
Wisps of spiritual energy like white clouds lingered between the five fingers of the woman in white, and she said calmly: "Dust to dust, dust to dust, let the world return to a peaceful world!"
"boom--"
There was a loud noise, and a wisp of pure white clouds bloomed on the top of Changming Mountain. The next moment, the body of the ancestor of the Five Mountains was quickly annihilated under the impact of the majestic spiritual energy, and the remains of the wind god turned into countless pieces in the wind.
The golden spirit disappears in the mountains and feeds the world again.
Among them, most of the luck and divine power are actually left in Changming Mountain. The woman in white is nothing more than protecting Changming Mountain. After all, the losses in Changming Mountain in this battle were extremely huge. The mountain owner Su Qingjiu was sealed in Wutong Mountain.
The disciple was seriously injured.
As for the undefeated inner demon, it was even more vulnerable. Under the palm of the woman in white, it instantly disappeared and was completely wiped out. From now on, there will no longer be this undefeated inner demon in the world.
"Disperse!"
The woman in white glanced at the distance, raised her hand and waved, and the flames of the undefeated inner demons that were wrapped around everyone were all dissipated under a wisp of cold luck. After that, the woman in white saw something burning not far away.
Lin Zhao is a pile of coke.
There was no trace of blood on his face, his armor was almost melted by the fire, and all the cloth wrapping the Dragon Slaying Sword turned into fly ash, so that the long-lost ancient sword was completely exposed.
"Xiao Zhao..."
The woman in white frowned. She kept this account in her mind first and calculated it slowly later. She knelt down on one knee and held Lin Zhao's body in her arms. She sighed and felt a little shaken in her heart. Maybe she shouldn't have done it in the first place.
Who asked him to become a disciple of Qin Suihan? He was not a scholar, but he suffered such grievances.
Seeing Lin Zhao's miserable appearance, she felt extremely distressed.
Naturally, I am not qualified as a master, otherwise I, the youngest disciple, should not have to suffer so much.
Nowadays, Lin Zhao's physical body has almost been destroyed by the flames of the undefeated inner demon. To save Lin Zhao, it is not just as simple as repairing the physical body, but his Taoist heart and soul must also be nourished.
When she thought of this, she no longer hesitated, hugged Lin Zhao and stepped into the golden ripples.
…
Within the ripples, Lin Zhao fell into a nightmare.
He was still a burning man, kneeling on the ground, every inch of skin and every pore on his body was burning fiercely. This burning pain was indescribable. Soon after, Lin Zhao stood up unknowingly, his soul and body
Separated, when he turned around, he saw his burnt body.
Died again?
He smiled bitterly, but this time it seemed different from the last time. After he blew up his God of War gallbladder last time, his consciousness disappeared immediately. It wasn't until the day he came back that he slowly woke up. What happened this time?
"Xiao Zhao."
Lin Zhao stood between the vast sky and the earth. Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the air. It was very pleasant and very kind. It was not the voice of her aunt Lin Xingchu, but like another long-lost voice.
In an instant, Lin Zhao's soul felt as if it had been penetrated. There was a feeling that he had never experienced before but seemed familiar to him. He knew who the owner of the voice was, and he also knew that she had a deep bond with him.
This bond comes from the Dragon-Slaying Sword and also from the destiny in the world.
She is his true master, and also the master of his senior brother Ding Muchen and his senior sister Mingyuechi.
"Master?"
Lin Zhao looked up at the sky and whispered: "Master, is it you?"
"Xiao Zhao..."
The man's voice gradually faded away.
Lin Zhao felt empty in his heart, and he was a little anxious. He quickly moved towards the direction of the sound, carrying an illusory Dragon-Slaying Sword behind him. He seemed to have turned into the thin black boy who had just dug up the Dragon-Slaying Sword again, with gray hair.
The fluffy hair fluttered in the wind and chased along the ground.
"Master! Master!"
With a cry in his voice, he stumbled and fell to the ground, his head bruised and bleeding. After he got up, he chased forward again and said in a cry: "Master... Master! You can't let me go without seeing you.
Master... you might as well let Lin Zhao take a look, master..."
He stumbled and climbed, searching in the vast sky and earth, but the sound became farther and farther away.
In the end, Lin Zhao no longer had any strength left in his body. He slowly knelt down on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He held the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his arms and said while crying: "Master, you left the Dragon-Slaying Sword to
Lin Zhao, Lin Zhao has always been carefully protected. Lin Zhao's life has changed because of Dragon Slayer Sword, and he has always been grateful to Master. Master, do you just don't want Lin Zhao anymore?"
The sound was already very far away until it disappeared.
"Am I...going to die?"
Lin Zhao knelt between heaven and earth, holding the dragon-slaying sword, and tears fell one by one: "Master, Lin Zhao has let you down..."
…
Golden ripples flashed before my eyes.
The next moment, the woman in white was carrying Lin Zhao, who was about to be burnt to charcoal, and came to the side of a long golden river. At this time, Lin Zhao, who was covered in darkness, suddenly spoke, as if talking in his sleep.
"Master...Master, is that you?"
"You...you don't want Lin Zhao anymore?"
"Master, I'm sorry..."
"Lin Zhao disappointed you in the end, I'm sorry..."
Although he was in a coma, his face was filled with tears and his whole body was shaking.
The woman in white clothes looked at the youngest disciple in her arms and couldn't help but feel a sore nose. Two lines of crystal clear golden tears fell from her eyes and splashed on Lin Zhao's heart.
She hugged Lin Zhao, jumped up, and landed in a section of the golden river.
In fact, Lin Zhao had seen this golden river before. It was a long river of time, a place that only saints and sages could not enter.
Only the water of the avenue in the long river of time can heal such heavy burns on Lin Zhao's body, and only the water of the avenue can nourish Lin Zhao's severely damaged avenue and soul.
When Lin Zhaoqin was immersed in the golden river water, his charred skin was slowly peeling off, the bright red flesh and blood of his heart was growing, and even his burnt hair began to grow again.
Suddenly, the woman in white breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, my Xiao Zhao turns out to have hair.
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"Hey! Be brave!"
The long river of time suddenly became turbulent. Then, a golden figure meandered up from the distant river and turned into an extremely majestic divine figure. It was a river god who guarded the long river of time, holding a handle in his hand.
The golden sword flew rapidly through the river.
"Exalted Immortal!"
The river god looked down with a pair of golden eyes, his eyes were particularly blazing, and said: "How could the Supreme Immortal be so unreasonable, rashly leading people into the long river of time, and even nourishing his body with the water of the long river of time? This kind of creation must be decreed by heaven and earth.
Why, how can an immortal forcibly intercept the opportunity of heaven?"
"He is my disciple."
The woman in white said calmly: "In order to resist an undefeated inner demon, I ended up in such a tragic situation. Although this long river of time has condensed the great road, it should also give my family Xiaozhao this opportunity. Since heaven and earth do not grant it, then I
Just take it yourself."
"Self-pickup?"
The River God said angrily: "How can this fate of heaven be brought about by itself? Immortal, you are too arrogant and unreasonable."
"How?"
The woman in white slowly pushed the sword blade out of its sheath a few inches and said: "Does a mere river god in the long river of time also want to preach to me?"
"That's unreasonable!"
The river god was furious, raised his sword and struck it down immediately, saying angrily: "How can the way of heaven be blasphemed?!"
The woman in white smiled slightly: "I'm afraid you won't do anything."
As she spoke, a ray of light from the throne appeared at her feet, and then the dragon-slaying sword was unsheathed, and a ray of sword light poured on the long river. Immediately, the huge river god flew out directly, and in a row
He couldn't catch the sword, his golden body was almost cut in half, and he fell back on the water.
"snort!"
The woman in white smiled faintly and said: "My Xiao Zhao protects the world and resists the undefeated inner demons. This is a matter of establishing a heart for heaven and earth. What opportunities in heaven and earth cannot be taken away?"
As she spoke, she gently raised her hand, and actually took out a three-inch long piece of river water. In a blink of an eye, she refined it into a wisp of tender golden river water, and immediately penetrated it into the Dragon-Slaying Sword behind Lin Zhao.
above the handle.
This can be regarded as the first meeting gift given by the master to his disciples!
Three inches of water from the long river of time is believed to be enough for Lin Zhao to gain insight into many things, and it will be of infinite benefit to his future cultivation and path.
After the woman in white finished refining the river water, she couldn't help but smile.
My sect is starting from the Fourteenth Realm. How can my Xiao Zhao be so good if he is weak? This chapter has been completed!
