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Chapter 073 That sword, the sun and the moon stopped

Wu Qiudao stood there and swallowed: "Are all the residents left behind in Yongshou Town dead?"

Brother Wang, that scolding aunt, and many more men, women, old and young, all stayed in Yongshou Town.

The master of the corpse forest replied: "The distance is too far, so I am not sure. However, the houses have collapsed like that, and I don't even know if there is a whole piece of flat land in the town. There must be a lot of people dead."

Wu Qiudao asked: "Who are they?"

The Lord of the Corpse Forest only said that he didn't know, but he guessed that one of them should be the demon on the mountain. As for the other person, he didn't know who he was, and he had no clue why they were fighting.

Before the two could explain what was going on, a Taoist priest covered in golden light suddenly flew over, smashing countless trees along the way. He passed by Wu Qiudao and whipped up a gust of wind, causing the donkey and colt to neigh in panic.

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The Taoist lay on the ground and vomited blood, but laughed loudly: "Chun Yangzi, what do you think of my "Secret and Unleakable Golden Body Technique"? Can it compete with your famous "Tian Escape Sword Technique"?

Get off?"

A white-clothed Taoist priest flew from a distance with his sword, glanced at the nearby victims of the Yongshou Town, and the corners of his mouth dropped, obviously not in a good mood, he said: "Brother Goutizi, it's not too late for you to stop now.

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Goutizi? Wu Qiudao was shocked. This name seemed so familiar. He quickly asked the corpse master in his body softly: "So the name of the demon on the mountain is Goutizi! Mr. Duda, this

Who is Junyoko? She seems to be very famous."

But the master of the corpse forest remained silent, as if he did not exist.

"Mr. Duda? Mr. Duda?" Wu Qiudao called twice more, but the master of the corpse forest still pretended not to be there.

"Why should I stop?" Goutizi's face was ferocious, "I have completed Wen Shi Mi Yao's Secret Sutra of Seven Chapters of Xuanjun! As long as the corpse Gu continues to spread, I can use the corpse to bring back the soul, and I will never die! From now on, heaven will be destroyed.

The sky is high and the sea is vast, no one can do anything to me!"

"You, Junyangzi, can't do anything to me!"

Taoist priest Chun Yangzi in white didn't look sad or happy, he just said: "Goutizi, for the sake of our acquaintance, I will call you senior brother one last time, but if you don't know what's good or bad, then I will

It’s time to take action to ward off demons and protect the Tao.”

"Isn't it good? Who do you think you are? I want to see if you can do anything to these common people you keep saying you want to protect?" Goutizi looked at the nearby townspeople, and his expression changed.

"Where did the corpse Gu on you go?"

Chunyangzi also glanced at the surrounding townspeople, and his face became more and more serious: "Goutizi, did you lie to me just now? In fact, you have already spread the corpse Gu in the "Corpse Transformation Method"?"

"Impossible! Impossible!" Goutizi's face turned pale with shock. Corpse Gu was an important tool for him to revive corpses. If something went wrong, it would kill him!

On the other side, Chunyangzi took advantage of Goutizi's distraction and flew out with his sword, striking Goutizi at the throat. However, Goutizi's body shone with golden light and his defense was not broken.

On the contrary, the long sword was firmly locked by the golden light emitted from Goutizi's bloody eye between his eyebrows, and the sword could not escape even though it trembled.

When Goutizi saw this, his face was overjoyed and he shouted: "Nine sword-making techniques, thunder style!"

A lightning sword shot out instantly like cutting through the space, hitting the defenseless Chunyangzi, but Chunyangzi was unharmed. The thunder sword was sucked into his hand, and was hit back, and was hit by Goutizi's body.

The golden light blocked it.

Goutizi's face condensed: "Where did you learn the Five Thunder Techniques? Kunlun does not have the inheritance of Thunder Techniques."

Chunyangzi smiled slightly: "Kunlun doesn't have any inheritance of swordsmanship either."

Goutizi's face was distorted and he roared: "I admit that your reputation for "Tian Escape Sword Technique" is well-deserved, but now you don't have a sword in your hand! Can you still use the command to make a sword like me?"

Chunyangzi shook his head: "I also admire the "Nine Sword Forging Techniques" that have been passed down for many years from the Zhangren Cave in Qingcheng Mountain. I can do whatever I want without being stuck on the sword. But, senior brother, do you think I only have one sword!"

He took half a step back, slowly pulled out a dagger from his arms, and recited a poem: "In the past, I met the Fire Dragon Lord, and the sword was passed down to accompany me. The sky, the earth, the mountains and the rivers all froze, and the stars captured the sun and the moon.

wheel."

Before Goutizi could say anything, Wu Qiudao, who was watching the battle, felt that time had suddenly stopped. No, the wind in the air was still flowing, the sound of the river had not disappeared, and time had not stopped.

But the minds of everyone present were captured by the sword light, and they were unable to think about anything else. They only felt as if the heaven, earth, sun and moon had stopped at this moment.

When this sword was slashed out, the mountains and rivers froze and the sun and moon stopped. Wu Qiudao could only watch the fiery red sword light sucking away all the light and heat nearby. The scenery outside the dagger seemed to be the only thing left.

Black and white faded, and then a red light quickly filled the entire field of vision.

"Whoosh", there was a sound of wind breaking through the air, and the dagger was swung out.

Wu Qiudao's eyes were temporarily blinded. He could not see anything. His mind was still repeating the last red sword light he saw, and he could not think about anything else.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up from this state. His eyes still hurt so much. It was like coming out of an Internet cafe after staying up late and seeing the morning sunshine. It made him cry in the wind. But at least he could still roughly see the things around him.

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The surrounding townspeople who had survived the fight between gods just woke up in twos and threes, helping and comforting each other.

Among the five fifty-man teams, an entire team disappeared. Where they were originally, only a huge mud pit was left, while half of the hilltop further away was slashed off by the sword.

There were several families in other teams who were close relatives of the townspeople in the missing fifty-man team. When they saw the mud pit, they rushed over to dig like crazy, but after digging for a long time, they didn't know what to dig.

He burst into tears immediately.

The cry seemed to be contagious, causing more fleeing townspeople to cry. Suddenly, the sound of sobbing could be heard from everywhere in the mountain forest, lingering in Wu Qiudao's ears for a long time.

Wu Qiudao understood that they were not only crying for the dead souls, but also mourning for their own fate.

A young woman with disheveled hair rushed to Wu Qiudao, grabbed his collar and asked: "You said we can survive when we leave the town! My mother-in-law, Yeye, and my seven-year-old brother are all dead.

, are all dead!”

The woman's husband turned pale with fright, and immediately came over to pull the woman away, but she still drew several blood marks on Wu Qiudao's face, which made his face twitch in pain, and the woman was still shouting.

: "You liar! Liar!"

Wu Qiudao clenched his teeth. Even though his eyes were sore and tears were streaming down his face, and even though the tears burned the scars on his face, he still stared at the small hill with half of the top missing.

Maybe I'm just deceiving myself. I'm just an ordinary person. If I hadn't been lucky, I might have died without a burial place at this moment. In fact, I can't save others at all, nor can I save myself!

Because there is a group of damn immortal cultivators in this world who don't care about the lives of ordinary people at all.

One day, I will make you all pay the price!


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