The sea of consciousness was like an earth-shaking, with a large number of memories sliding past like a torrent, it seemed that just as the woman said, she would restart her own era through another medium.
Along with the memory came his understanding of the way of the sword.
There was no longer confusion in his eyes, his white hair was stained with ink, and the dazzling white in the tomb finally disappeared, turning into a dull black.
Black eyes, black hair, black shirt.
Jiayi squinted his eyes and looked at Su Bei in front of him solemnly. For some reason, the person in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed.
His expression no longer showed the hesitation he had before. Su Bei stood in the void, bathed in the luster of the seal, and raised his right hand upwards with his five fingers stretched out.
Wisps of blue-purple light slowly rose from the palm of his hand, scattering countless green lotus lights.
It was like a shackle that had originally bound him, but now it was finally released. He stood with his sword in hand, looked at Jiayi, and said in a cold voice:
"Wage picker?"
"joke."
"I'm just being used without realizing it."
Jia was stunned for a moment, then took away the smile on his face, looked at Su Bei expressionlessly, and said quietly:
"What is Elder Su talking about?"
Su Bei wiped the long sword in his hand, looked at Jia Yi, and said coldly:
"Su said everything you did was a joke!"
After hearing Su Bei's words, Jiayi's brows instantly knitted together, his voice was hoarse, and finally there was a look of emotion on his face:
"Elder Su, it's okay to insult me."
"Only this sacred war cannot be insulted."
"Since Elder Su is determined to go against me, let's join them today, bury him deep in this tomb, and become the nourishment of the seal..."
As soon as the words fell, Jiayi's terrifying spiritual energy spread out. He just took one step in the direction of Su Bei, causing Su Bei's whole body to creak. This was from the destruction of the strong men in the Tribulation Stage.
Like crushing.
A blue-purple sword light roared from Su Bei's hand.
"Jian Qi, don't complain about Li Shang!"
This was the first time Su Bei used this sword after awakening his memory.
Mixed with the chaotic aura surging within the body, it roared towards Jiayi.
Jia Yi stopped and looked at the sword light, feeling untimely and absent-minded for a moment.
For him, this sword light was really a long time coming.
In that distant year, there lived a swordsman who had overcome tribulations, and his surname was Shangguan.
The last time I saw this sword light was almost a thousand years ago. It was still on the bank of the Cangjiang River. Shangguan Farewell cut off the Cangjiang River with his sword, forcing thousands of Dahuang monks to stop taking a step forward.
It is a pity that such a unique great swordsman finally died in the blood refining formation.
After several months, we finally meet again.
The sword flew up in the distance and disappeared in an instant. The whole tomb was filled with wind and clouds, and a blue-purple rainbow instantly penetrated in front of Jia Yi.
Jia Yi stopped the whizzing sword with one hand and looked at the young man in front of him again.
Looking closely, he is somewhat similar to Shangguan Farewell, who is carrying the sword box on his back.
Jia Yi suddenly smiled. One generation after another, there are always waves from behind pushing ahead. Back then, he and Shangguan were fighting each other, but now he wanted to kill off his descendants with his own hands.
A stood up with his hands behind his back and said softly to Su Beiyun Danfeng:
"It's just two armored men who have achieved such a level of cultivation. Even if they rely on the power of external objects, it is not easy."
"You are somewhat similar to my old friend. It is not easy to still cultivate the harmony under this condition where the way of heaven is lacking. I will give you another chance to join us, otherwise..."
He moved his hands in front of him, and a beautiful scroll slowly unfolded in front of him.
The picture scroll is divided into two volumes, the upper and lower volumes. The second volume records densely packed names of many people, but the top list condenses the figures who look like real people.
There are Confucian sages who climb high with scrolls in their hands and look up.
A white-haired Shangguan standing with three thousand swords asked.
There is Ji Nanjue, the Emperor of the Eastern Kingdom, who flutters his sleeves like a woman.
There is Saint Keyyan who is sitting on the lotus platform in the Holy Land and preaching.
There is Wanyan Zong, the leader of the Sword Sect sitting on the throne.
There was Daozi, the leader of the Taoist sect who rode a crane down the mountain.
...
These are the ten people on the phone list today.
Su Bei's eyes froze for an instant, looking at the old man in front of him, he said in disbelief:
"Tianji Juan, are you from Tianji Pavilion?"
"You are Tianjizi!"
Jia Yi smiled incredulously and said:
"Elder Su, have you thought about it?"
Su Bei held the long sword in his hand tightly, feeling the strong oppression of the people in front of him. He never thought that the entire Tianji Pavilion, one of the ten major sects, had surrendered to that organization.
What’s more, I didn’t expect that the man called Your Majesty was the kind-faced Nanhuang!
In this way, the degree of danger in Nandu is simply unpredictable. If I cannot invite the Saint here in time, I am afraid that the entire Nandu will be reduced to a sea of fire.
Then Nanhuang had been secretly planning it for so many years, and now he finally got the opportunity, how could he let it go?
"How many people like you are secretly seeking refuge with the Southern Emperor?"
Su Bei gritted his teeth and held the Seal of Resurgence tightly in his hand. At the critical moment, the guardian in it might be able to help him block it.
"What, is Elder Su planning to join us?"
"..."
Tianjizi stretched out his hand forward, and the Tianji List began to rotate slowly. Spiritual energy surged, and the dust flickered. The silver threads suddenly surged. They seemed to be hundreds of feet long, intertwined into sheets, layer upon layer, covering the sky and the sun, moving towards Su.
Sweeping in from the north.
Facing this almost desperate suppression of strength, Su Bei's cold sweat continued to break out from behind.
This is the Tribulation. I have faced Nan Ji several times, but she has never shown the slightest bit of murderous intention when facing me, and I have never felt this kind of overwhelming aura. Only when I face her for real can I feel myself.
of insignificance.
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Poof——
Su Bei couldn't bear the terrifying pressure, and his chest instantly shattered, and then he fell to his knees on the ground.
He must escape, not only for himself, but also to find Zangtian Palace, return to Nandu, and bring back his loved ones intact.
How could I repeat the same mistakes in this life? I never want to see that kind of scene without seeing anyone again...
"Want power?"
"I can give it to you, but there is a condition..."
A voice suddenly echoed in Su Bei's sea of consciousness, tempting him to make a choice like a devil.
"Everything is fair. If you want to get something, you must first pay."
"Make a decision quickly."
Su Bei pursued the voice in the sea of consciousness, and finally fixed his eyes on the high altar, the shiny seal of the world and the end!
"I will give you invincible power. In the face of absolute power, neither truth, morality nor desire can be broken with just one hand."
"With my power, you can do whatever you want and dominate everything!"
"..."
The seal's murmur kept coming to his ears. Su Bei listened quietly. After a long time, he finally said:
“What does it take?”
"One Jiuzi's longevity, everything is fair. If you want to get something, you must pay first..."
The vicissitudes of words seemed to bring Su Bei's whole person into long-lasting memories.
"Two hundred years of life in exchange for strength..."
Su Bei sighed softly.
If you can't protect the people you want to protect, what's the use of having a long life?
"Let the transaction begin."
"I'll charge you one thousand yuan of longevity in exchange for two quarters of an hour of strength!"
"..."
In the tomb, white rainbow lights suddenly bloomed.
It illuminated the entire tomb, making the space extremely gorgeous. Su Bei knelt down quietly on the ground. His black hair gradually became dry, and the color changed from pitch black like ink to grayish white, and finally turned to snow white.
But in just a short moment, his hair was as white as snow.
The long-lost memories turned his white hair into black.
But this time the exchange of power was like snow again.
A mighty ray of chaotic energy fell from the sky, illuminating the world as bright as day.
The seal on the altar shone brightly, and the entire seal showed a crystal clear and rounded scene. There were nine spiritual energy flowing across the hub, and then turned into nine chaotic auras falling down, and finally merged into Su Bei's body.
Su Bei's whole body was surrounded by the energy of chaos, and the spiritual energy in his body rose again and again.
His appearance remained unchanged, but his sharp eyes became much darker, and his whole person looked much more weathered and haggard.
Su Bei absorbed the aura from the seal unscrupulously, and his realm rose by thousands of miles.
Tianjizi stared blankly at the man in front of him. He wanted to wave Fusheng in his hand to stop Su Bei's mutation, but was blocked by the seal's harmless divine power.
His eyes widened and he shouted:
"You're crazy to make a deal with this seal!
"
"Stop it!
"
In front of the altar.
Su Bei, who was filled with the energy of the majestic seal, was filled with chaos, his figure was swaying, and he was majestic.
At this time, his realm has entered the realm of transcendence!
He opened his eyes, and with every breath he took, chaotic black and yellow energy overflowed from his pores. Su Bei felt the aura that filled every part of his body, and even had an illusion.
No one in the world can stop him with his sword. With a sword in his hand, he can dominate the world.
The high and vast blue sky above your head and the vast earth beneath your feet can all be cut down with one sword.
Is this the realm of transcending tribulation that countless monks yearn for?
When Su Bei looked at Tianjizi again, Tianjizi also turned to look at him. After the two looked at each other, Tianjizi actually laughed:
"Back when I and Shangguan were separated in the realm of Hedao, we had a fight. We made an appointment to fight again during the tribulation. I never thought that he would take the first step."
"Forget it, let's learn about this fate with his disciple today."
Su Bei took a deep breath, Sibie departed and flew out from behind, drawing a long rainbow straight towards Tianjizi.
Tian Jizi stood motionless, just tying up one finger.
This long rainbow of sword energy stopped abruptly when it was still three feet away from Tianjizi, and could no longer move forward. Tianjizi just flicked his fingers and flew back in an instant.
"Elder Su, even if you have entered the Tribulation now, no matter how weak my strength is, it will not be that easy for you to escape from my hands. There is no need to play with these gadgets."
"Just bring out your Qingping Sword, maybe you still have a chance of winning."
Su Bei was unmoved. He only had one goal in his mind now, which was to take away Yu Hongxiu. It would be even better if he could take away the seal of the world and the end!
He stretched out his hand and lightly touched it in front of him, and all three swords appeared in front of him.
A sword is like thunder.
Countless scattered sword energy followed him like a shadow, rolling away like thunder.
Tianjizi raised his arm and knocked gently. The whole tomb suddenly resounded with the sound of bells and aluminum, overpowering the thunderous sword cry. Su Bei's sword just disappeared into thin air, and his whole body was uncontrollable.
It flew backwards.
After stopping his retreat, Su Bei finally grasped the current state of his body, ran forward again, and said silently:
"Here comes the sword."
Purple and green colors soar into the sky, appearing later and arriving first.
One person and one sword advance together.
Su Bei's white hair was flying like the old swordsman he saw under the big locust tree when he was a child. That day he held the sword box in his hand and asked himself what he saw. He said, look.
Arrive at Jianxian.
I finally found myself in my memory, and recovered my lost memories of two Jiazi, starting from a small town in southern Xinjiang, then traveling to Zhongzhou, Liangzhou, Xizhou, Huazhou... and finally in Jianzhou.
Zong’s Snow State.
There is a strong block built up in the chest, and there is nowhere to vent the pent-up frustration.
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At this moment, Su Bei knew the meaning of holding his sword.
In this life, he wants to knock off the imperial crown of the Southern Emperor with one sword, he wants to cut off the shackles of heaven, and he also wants to protect everything in the Sword Sect.
You must protect your woman, your apprentice, your senior sister, and everything you want to protect.
Su Bei breathed out a heavy breath, as if he wanted to empty out all the pent-up depression in his heart, then stretched out his hand to hold the Qingping Sword that was driving side by side with him, and let out a long roar:
"Qingping!"
A rising and vast sword intent kept amplifying, amplifying, amplifying in the tomb.
Su Bei held the Qingping Sword in his hand, and the other two swords followed closely behind him. The sword was powerful and the sword's intention was great. People followed the sword, and the person and the sword became one sword.
Tian Jizi looked at Su Bei with a solemn expression, and opened his hands as if embracing the entire earth.
The tomb began to collapse, and rubble continued to pour down.
Water seeped into the upside-down waterfall and the earth trembled!
Tian Jizi took a step forward, and for a moment, the entire tomb became dark, covered with clouds and fog.
The three swords in Su Bei's hand collided and entered Tianjizi's world.
This sword is Su Bei's unreserved sword, and it is also a sword that is almost invincible in the world.
Shengsheng tore apart the vision of heaven and earth constructed by Tianjizi and entered it.
A cloud of blood mist gradually exploded on Su Bei's body, especially in the hands holding the sword. Every time he advanced, there was a wound like a lake of flesh and blood. After a while, the bones were exposed, but he didn't realize it. A sword moves forward.
The sky trembled.
After his hands, Su Bei's cuffs were shattered, and his arms were cut into pieces of flesh and blood like knives.
The vast purple-green sword light flows upstream, and the purple-green sword energy is endless like a flood.
This sword, three swords came out at the same time.
It is the sword manual for killing immortals that Shangguan Wendao left behind in Dongting Stream that day.