Chapter 368: Holding up the stone of heaven, I am Li Qiu
All the female disciples want to kill me Chapter 368: Lift up the stone of heaven, I am Li Qiu
"Are they important?"
Concubine Huang looked at Su Bei's retreating figure and asked indifferently.
The crack in her chest seemed to be deeper, and the broken blood vessels there seemed to have been cut off by a pair of hands without any hesitation, so neatly.
"Very important."
Su Bei held the Qingping Sword in his hand without looking back. His ribs were broken again, but the chaotic energy in his body quickly repaired them. Over and over again, he just staggered forward.
"How important is it?"
The mark on Huang Fei's neck is clearly visible.
His footsteps paused for a moment, looking at the thick smoke in the distance, he spoke softly:
"More important than the way of heaven."
Under the roar of thunder, countless cold air continued to condense on the sky, and snow began to fall in the south, like flying flowers all over the sky.
Concubine Huang took off the ring she had been wearing on her left hand and threw it into the man's hand:
"It can temporarily seal the Stone of Heaven."
"This turmoil should end."
"Waiting for you alone in the land of three witches."
Then he turned around and disappeared into the sky.
Su Bei's eyes looked complicatedly at the ring in his hand, which was shining with crystal luster under the sunlight.
...
A ruined temple of the city emperor outside Nandu City.
An old beggar and a young beggar were surrounding the fire in the middle, silently in a daze.
The horrifying sound of explosions kept echoing in his ears, and snow fell from the beam with a hole in it. The little beggar's face turned red from the cold, and he had already fallen asleep.
The old beggar covered him with his robe, silently walked out of the Chenghuang Temple, and looked at the narrow sky above his head.
After all, Nanhuang showed his minions.
The world that the Holy Land had maintained for nearly a thousand years finally fell into chaos.
It is said that troubled autumn brings troubled times, but there are not many people in this world who will survive this autumn.
This is a troubled time, and the Hua family perished in the last troubled time.
The troubled times at that time were still vaguely looming before his eyes, with the catastrophe of the Great Wilderness, and the Western Wilderness turning into the Eastern Land.
"Favors must be repaid."
He shook his head and smiled bitterly, looked back again at the little beggar who was sleeping soundly against the fire, stepped out and disappeared into the sky.
...
Between heaven and earth, it is like a copper furnace burning with blazing fire.
The aura around Wenren Pingxin condensed into various sword auras, like cold stars and rainbows, like sword rain and foggy wind. There was blood in the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were fixed on Li Chun in front of her.
Red Dust Sword!
This is her sword. Although the quality is not as good as Qingping's, it is also a treasure passed down by the sword masters of Hongchen Peak. She holds the sword in one hand and looks at Li Chun's Heaven and Earth Dharma, which has raised the sky in front of her.
The elders of the Sword Sect behind him shouted loudly:
"You go."
"Everyone go!
"
She just stood quietly in the air, like a statue, and the sword in her hand was like the fireworks that washed away the world, shining with red light.
She looked back at the people of the Sword Sect one last time, as if to imprint their faces firmly in her mind, and then she turned her head away.
After biting the essence and blood on the tip of her tongue, the spiritual energy in her body was constantly surging. It had never been so abundant. Her cultivation level increased steadily, all the way to the peak of Hedao.
"Go find the old man..."
Among these juniors, only Xi Qingyi had just stepped into Hedao, and the rest were not even qualified to participate in this turmoil.
Several people from the Sword Sect looked at Wenren Pingxin silently, gritted their teeth, and used up their last strength to fly towards the sky.
This is the top-level competition among the twenty-one states, and Hedao is barely able to step into this circle that is related to the future direction of the twenty-one states.
"Leave if you want?"
"What did you think Li did?"
Li Chun snorted coldly, stepped out, and the laws of heaven and earth condensed instantly!
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered crazily, and the clouds gathered into whirlpools that kept rising, with lightning leaping in the middle, becoming the only light between heaven and earth!
Under the clouds, Li Chun was floating with open arms, and the wind and frost were raging under him.
The next moment, the hand that had been covering the sky fell from the sky and pressed down on the Sword Sect members who were flying away.
Yu Xie, who had the lowest cultivation level, spit out a mouthful of blood instantly and fell to the ground without making any sound.
Xi Qingyi protected him and kept running away.
"Li Chun."
"You are presumptuous!"
Wenren Pingxin leaned forward with his sword and let out a furious sound.
The figure stopped in front of Li Chun in an instant, and the sword in his hand became more and more powerful. Every time it advanced, it doubled in size. In the blink of an eye, it was already nearly a hundred feet high.
With a downward pressure of the sword, there seemed to be a thousand waves of wind and waves rolling up between the heaven and the earth. In the violent storm and snow, her figure could no longer be seen at all, only this sword shook the world!
Her eyes were full of determination, and she knew that there was no chance of her surviving in the face of Du Jie's interception.
But at least, we must at least strive for even a glimmer of hope for our junior brothers.
"Beibei, senior sister will be here to accompany you soon..."
She clutched her chest, and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Then her dark hair gradually turned pale, and the corners of her eyes were filled with wrinkles.
"Senior sister is getting older."
She smiled in a daze, with tears streaming down her face. Then she stared at the Dharma of the Hundred-foot Heaven and Earth in front of her, and roared angrily:
"The waves are rolling."
"..."
Countless sword energies were like rainbows, swarming upon orders and moving towards blocking the Dharma of Heaven and Earth.
Ripples were created on the huge magic form, and countless fireflies flew away.
next moment.
"Pfft——"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and Wenren Pingxin's figure was like a stream of light, hitting the mountain forest heavily.
In the distance, Mo Xingjian just stared at the woman falling from the sky like a kite with a broken string, sobbing, and her eyes had turned a dark red like blindness.
"I'm going to kill you...kill you bastards!"
Xi Qingyi grabbed the hand of Jun Wuxie who had lost his mind and shouted angrily:
"Go quickly!
"
"Do you want Senior Sister's sacrifice to be in vain?"
"As long as the old man comes, they will all die!
"
Jun Wuxie's eyes were filled with a blur, her ears were buzzing, and she murmured hoarsely:
"Fifth Senior Brother is gone too... Senior Sister is also gone..."
"I'm a waste! It's of no use..."
...
There was not even an inch of Wenren Pingxin's body that was intact, and the blood was all over that beautiful face. He resisted the full blow of the tribulation, and his internal organs had already been severely damaged, but his body was still intact.
Fortunately.
Her chest was heaving, her hands were shaking and she could hardly hold the Hongchen Sword in her hand, and she just looked at the Taoist priest who was getting closer and closer to her.
boom--
The ground was covered with scorching black flames, and she could forget that countless monks in black robes were constantly pouring towards Nandu, surrounding the whole place.
Under the crimson light curtain, the endless black tide was filled with countless surging figures.
Snow fell from the sky, fell into her palms, and melted.
Then she looked desperately at the figure of another monk walking towards her silently. She opened her mouth and murmured in a voice that could no longer speak:
"Du Yi..."
——Another one who has overcome the tribulation.
He was holding a corpse in his hand, and his face was stained with blood that had turned into pitch black. His face was pale, and there was no trace of brightness in his eyes, but he could still vaguely see the person's appearance.
——The six Buddhist temples, the master of Jinshan Temple, the late Hedao, the source of the law.
Figures she was familiar with were being cut down constantly. They were the elders of the Xingyue Sect, the Yuan Sect, the Dao Sect...
Blood spattered continuously and severe pain struck. Wenren Pingxin's hand tightly grasped the Hongchen Sword, and large beads of sweat slowly slid down his bloodless forehead.
Inside Nandu City, mountains of corpses were piled up, and outside Nandu City, a sea of blood surged.
Nandu, the cemetery of monks!
"Elder Wenren, have a good trip!"
Li Chun looked at the woman who was only half-breathed expressionlessly, and spoke calmly without any hesitation. The dust in his hand suddenly lifted up, and murderous intent came.
"clang--"
A burst of piano music suddenly sounded in the sky.
The sound of the piano, wrapped in spiritual energy, suddenly stopped in front of Wenren Pingxin, and a figure flashed over, sitting cross-legged in the void, holding a guqin in his hand.
The melancholy sound of the piano echoed between heaven and earth, as if playing an endless tragic song.
"who is it?"
Li Chun and Du Yi turned back at the same time, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of them.
It was a sad old man wearing tattered clothes and with white hair. His index finger was still stained with black coal, as if he had just fiddled with the fire.
He stood in front of Wenren Pingxin and said calmly:
"I owe Jianzong a favor."
Du Yi's eyes froze for an instant, and then he waved the floating dust in his hand forward violently and said coldly:
"Hua Yihan, you're not dead yet!"
"This has nothing to do with you. Do you really want to swim in this muddy water?"
"..."
Hua Yihan raised his head, placed the long piano in his hands on his knees, and said calmly:
"Jian Zong, I have saved you today."
"..."
...
In the southern capital city, the Confucian sage sacrificed the entire chessboard of heaven and earth.
Ji Nanjue and Ji Ruqinglong collided crazily. In Ji Nanjue's sight, a little light lit up, like a tiny firefly in the summer night sky.
At that moment, the light of fireflies suddenly lit up, like a new moon rising between heaven and earth!
Ji Ruqinglong almost squeezed out two words from between her teeth:
"Donghuang!"
The trembling sound, as violent as a bell, suddenly spread, even causing Ji Nanjue to become deaf for a moment.
Above that rainbow light, countless rays of light suddenly bloomed and overflowed.
The Confucian Sage looked at the furious aura of the Southern Emperor behind him, and bright red blood spurted out from his mouth. His internal organs had already been displaced, but he was still burning with blood and essence, rushing towards the underground stone of heaven!
How many years have passed since I gritted my teeth and walked all the way, how could I fall down at this moment?
Who is to blame for being aware of this catastrophe but not taking any action?
A well-known disciple committed himself to the Southern Emperor but did nothing. Whose fault is it?
After all, didn’t I hesitate in my heart at that moment?
Immortality and ascension are so tempting!
"It's my fault."
"But at least, I must live up to the respect of the world and call me a Confucian sage."
"..."
Today, the moment he walked out of Qiandi's Tomb, he was determined to die. The life he walked through with his head down was so fast that he didn't even have time to look back and take a good look at the road he had walked.
Now, he could finally calm down and take a good look at the road he had traveled.
I have thought about the meaning of all living beings countless times, and woke up countless times during the night shift.
What should be put down? What should be picked up?
It is for the world.
...
Ji Nanjue saw the Confucian Sage's intention. She already knew that the Confucian Sage wanted to destroy the entire Stone of Heaven at the cost of his life.
At the pinnacle of transcending tribulation, if you desperately want to do something in this state, no one in the world can stop you, even Nanhuang who has entered the Mahayana!
She took a deep breath, and then the cold light around her body became strong, and a breath of frost was violently released.
He withstood Ji Ruqinglong's blow, and then rushed towards Nanhuang with all his strength!
At the moment when Ji Nanjue paused, Ji Ruqinglong waved the dust in his hand, rolled up a starburst, and landed hard on her back.
"Pfft——"
She spat out a mouthful of blood! There was no trace of blood on her already pale cheeks.
There wasn't much she could do, she could only fight for a chance for Confucian Sage, even if it was just a breath, just a moment!
"Nan Jue!
"
Lin Jinyu ran out desperately and roared in tears.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A red light suddenly bloomed from her back, which was a pair of wings, wings that she had never shown to the world.
That's Feng Yu.
Ao Yue, who was still facing the crimson light screen, suddenly lost consciousness. The instinct in his body caused him to turn the faucet suddenly and look at the figure in the distance that shot straight into the sky.
Breathing bloody dragon breath, he stared at the golden dragon boy and roared:
"Phoenix!
"
...
On top of the dome, pieces of rock fell off. The friction with the air during the rapid fall ignited a scorching fire, which shattered into a rain of fire and sprinkled down the sky and the earth.
It was meteorites that penetrated the clouds and fell continuously, igniting fires all over the land.
The entire Nandu had already turned into a fiery red color, and amid the roar, the corpses of fellow monks and evil cultivators were being torn apart.
The sky is broken.
The chessboard of heaven and earth once again supports the world.
The ground is cracked.
The hot magma came towards us and poured into Nandu.
All the monks were staring at the rolling clouds between the sky and the earth at this moment.
Amidst the roar of the Southern Emperor, there was a majestic figure holding up the sky and crushing the earth, holding the Stone of Heaven in his hand!
The man's eyes surrounded all living beings, and he glanced at the men in black in the corner. Their masks had already been taken off, with tears in their eyes. They looked at the man with shameful expressions and murmured to themselves.
road:
"teacher......"
The Confucian sage opened his mouth and said calmly:
"Teacher doesn't blame you."
"..."
The Confucian Sage's eyes glanced in the direction of Jian Zong, where he was concerned. He took one last look at Li Zijun and smiled warmly at her.
The world is like a chess game, and all living beings are like a game.
The stage is high and everyone is an actor.
On this stage, he has stood in the center and gone to the corners, enjoying the scenery.