Chapter 146: Nine Sovereigns Meet in the Immortal Realm Beyond Heaven
Let's talk about Murong Feng and the four Heavenly Lords Hao, Yun, Qian and Ming traveling together in the mountains and rivers. That day can be said to be extremely pleasant. Ever since Gu Chengkong became a demon and was suppressed in the sea of blood in the netherworld, the hearts of the four Heavenly Lords
There has always been some unrest. Now that everyone has joined forces to eliminate it and eliminate a major trouble in my heart, how can I not be happy?
While they were playing, the four Heavenly Lords asked about trivial matters such as the sage, power, and the Thirty-three Heavens. However, Murong Feng was loyal and promised the three young masters not to mention the upper world in front of outsiders, so he had no choice but to resort to mystery and talk about fate and the way of heaven.
Waiting for the illusory remarks, the Four Heavenly Masters knew that Murong Feng had something unspeakable, so they stopped pressing him. In this way, everyone went touring the mountains and rivers, reciting poems and writing poems, and had nothing to say that day.
Until the sun set in the west, in the evening, Murong Feng insisted on inviting the four Heavenly Lords to go to the Three Realms of Fantasy and Mystery to watch the stars and have a meal. However, the four Heavenly Lords all had respect and were too embarrassed to stay for a meal, so they had to say goodbye.
They all said that they would meet again another day after they were full and drunk. Murong Feng had no choice but to send all the Heavenly Lords home in person, and then turned around and went to Yao Tianyun Palace.
At this moment, there are still many immortals circling in the Yao Tiantian Palace. The lanterns in the palace are just coming on, and the stars are swirling in the night. Many sacred fairies are watching the scenery on the Nine Heavens Cloud Terrace and singing in antiphony. Meteors are passing through the sky, blurred and elegant, and bursts of clear sounds are lingering in the ears.
, feeling refreshed and calm. Murong Feng was riding the wind in the sky. Looking at this prosperous scene, it didn't look like he had just experienced an unprecedented battle. He saw him running all the way to the imperial dining room, personally ordering the God of Cookery to prepare wine for a banquet, and arranging manpower.
Invite all the heroes from all over the world to have a banquet and enjoy together in Haishi.
After all the trivial inquiries were completed, he remembered Luofeng and Xie Shao, Mo Lingxue, and Lucun who were still in the Qiankun brocade bag. Murong Feng flashed his eyes and went to the Qingyun Cloud Palace arranged by the immortals first.
He took the Qiankun bag and released the three of them. At this moment, Mo Lingxue had woken up, but she was squatting in the corner alone, with tears on her face like a fairy, and she said nothing. Young Master Xie had been comforting him, but
He couldn't figure out the reason, and he looked worried. Only Lord Lucun didn't want to ask about the affection of these children. He meditated and recovered, and it seemed that his cultivation level was close to that of a saint.
I still remember that when Young Master Xie first met Mo Lingxue, he was attracted by her beautiful face and it could be said that he fell in love at first sight. But then he learned that she was Jun Shang's apprentice, and the two had a close relationship. Even a blind person could guess that she was Jun Shang's disciple.
Woman, so I never thought about it in my heart. After all, a friend's wife should not be bullied, let alone a brother's wife? But since Mo Lingxue woke up, she seemed to be a different person. She just wiped with tears, wiped with tears, and the cycle continued.
, cried for a whole day. Young Master Xie had no idea, but seeing her so sad, there must be something hidden. After asking for a while, Mo Lingxue remained silent and did not say a word, which made Young Master Xie extremely anxious.
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At this moment, when he saw Murong Feng coming, he rushed up without caring about the Heavenly Lord Ming Lord and asked: "Brother Murong, what did you say to Miss Mo? She has been crying since she woke up, and she has not stopped crying until now.
, I think you should hurry up and persuade me."
Murong Feng knew that he would have to face this scene sooner or later when he came. The true energy in his body had already been circulating to calm his mind, but he showed an indifferent expression. He did not answer Mr. Xie's words, and walked towards Mo Ling slowly with the steps of a king.
Snow goes away.
Mo Lingxue's delicate body trembled, tears kept falling, her fair face was expressionless, as if she had lost her soul. When she heard the footsteps approaching her, a familiar smell passed into her nose, it seemed
It smelled like Brother Feng... Finally, he saw a pair of lacquered gold boots stopping in front of him, and he suddenly came back to his senses.
It's him...it's him...it's Brother Feng...
She didn't dare to look up, she didn't dare to look up to face those piercing eyes. If there was a crack in the ground at this moment, she just wanted to get in and never come out. Mo Lingxue was crying, maybe she also knew,
This may be the last time he sees his beloved Brother Feng, but he dare not raise his head to look at him. In his mind, he seems to see the figure of the strange woman walking away in the soul palace again, without any hesitation.
Show mercy.
"Mo Lingxue...get up." Murong Feng sighed and shouted softly.
Mo Lingxue felt her eyes go dark. In her ears, this soft cry was like thunder from the sky, which was irresistible. "It's... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." She tried her best to lift the thousand-jin heart.
With a heavy head and a somewhat hoarse voice, her eyes met with his again, but only for a moment before they disappeared again. Mo Lingxue felt as if she had seen the end of the world. She lowered her head once and muttered involuntarily.
Said: "...don't kill me...don't kill me..."
Murong Feng couldn't bear it in her heart, but she wanted to pretend to be solemn on the outside, so she said with luck, "This is the heaven, you are safe."
Young Master Xie looked on, confused. How could this usually happy master, disciple or lover suddenly become so indifferent? However, he saw Murong Feng leaning down slightly and holding her arm with his smooth hands.
Mo Lingxue shivered even more violently. Her cold body felt the warmth in these hands, but it seemed even colder, because this warmth did not belong to her. In the haze, it was as if she heard Murong Feng's warm words.
: "Xiaoxue, get up quickly and go have dinner with me."
But after the thunderbolt struck, Murong Feng did not say that. Instead, he said coldly: "I have canceled your divine status and arranged for people to send you back to Lingxiao Valley. You should not come back to the heaven in the future.
Already."
The breeze blew slowly, and the cool moon was boundless. Mo Lingxue recognized the fact clearly, and knew that all the fantasies she had had were shattered and annihilated at this moment. The jade arm struggled to throw away Murong Feng's hand, and she slowly
He stood up, tried his best to put on a smile, and said with a sob: "Thank you for your love, my lord... let's go now..."
The moment she turned around, she couldn't help but shed tears. They fell from her eyes and dripped on the jade, making a clear and melancholy sound.
"Come here, take Miss Mo back to the valley!" Murong Feng shouted to several immortals in the distance.
"I obey." I saw a few gorgeously dressed immortals walking out of the crowd, leaning over Mo Lingxue as an invitation.
Mo Lingxue did not look back. She walked towards the sea of clouds step by step, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky. The moonlight was charming and lifelike, but she knew that all this beauty did not belong to her. She just kept saying this in her heart.
Lyrics: I hope that we can live together for a long time and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. In this way, escorted by the three divine generals, she left the heaven, full of freedom and ease, without any reluctance.
Murong Feng laughed foolishly for a while, but quickly returned to normal. He did not want to explain anything to Young Master Xie, but just said: "Young Master Xie, Lord God, I have ordered someone to hold a banquet. Can we go to the dinner together?"
Young Master Xie didn't say anything more. He just politely rejected Murong Feng and said: "Brother Murong, it's not easy for me to just settle down. I haven't been back to the Netherworld for a long time. I still don't know the situation in the Netherworld. I won't be here today."
If you stay any longer, please invite Brother Murong to your humble abode another day, and I will wait until I get drunk again."
Murong Feng couldn't stop him: "Young Master Xie is concerned about the country and the people. This is very good. Let's meet again another day."
The two of them smiled at each other and saw Young Master Xie setting up the cloud light and flying to the lower world. But he stood there and suddenly felt an emptiness around him. He called Lucun and told him to wait in the Cloud Palace first, while he jumped up
The cloud light headed towards Qianyun Palace in the north, where was Luo Feng's mansion. I returned victoriously, but I had not seen Luo Feng yet, and I missed it very much.
A hundred miles passed by in a blink of an eye, but the lights in Qianyun Palace were dim, and the autumn wind was depressed. Luofeng, because he practiced ruthless swordsmanship in the past, did not have a servant in the entire mansion. Now, although he specializes in ruthless swordsmanship, he still maintains this habit. The entire mansion is missing.
A figure. Murong Feng lowered his head and saw that Luofeng had already walked out the door. He saw that Luofeng had lost a lot of weight and was listless, as if he had something on his mind.
Murong Feng hurriedly went up to him and asked, "What's wrong? The Six Realms are completely defeated, why aren't you happy?"
Luofeng shook his head and lamented: "Your Majesty, the Phantom Wind Sword is broken."
"Is the Fantasy Wind Sword broken?" Murong Feng's heart was pounding with fear. The Fantasy Wind Sword and the Qingfeng Sword were originally made of Chaos Divine Iron, but now they learned in the thirty-three days that this Chaos Divine Iron belongs to the Qinglong clan.
Holy object, and then thought of what Qinglong Shengjun said. If what he said is true, if the Fantasy Wind Sword is broken, won't the four elements of the sky be about to break out of their shells?
"What's going on?" Murong Feng asked.
Luo Feng replied feebly: "At that time, in order to lure Gu Chengkong into the five imperial spirit formations, the Huanfeng Sword sacrificed his life to intercept Gu Chengkong's Chaos Fire in order to save my life. However, although this sword was not afraid of Chaos Fire at all,
, but it angered Gu Chengkong, and he interrupted him in anger." As he spoke, a red light flashed, and two red broken swords appeared in his hands, but there was no light on them.
At this moment, Murong Feng only felt a restless sword energy in his body. Before he could use his true energy to suppress it, he saw a bright light, and the Qingfeng Sword in his body flew out. He also saw the two broken swords in Luofeng's hand, letting the Buddha go.
As if possessed, the sword energy spurted out, the sword light exploded, and danced wildly. A burst of fiery alien energy burst out from the sword body, knocking the two men away.
Murong Feng screamed with all his strength, but the Qingfeng Sword refused to recognize him. Murong Feng had no choice but to use Qingfeng's Qi to forcefully subdue the Qingfeng Sword. As the Qingqi shot out, it hit the sword violently, smoothing the entire blade.
Go, it lasted for a long time, and then it stopped. Murong Feng sighed: "The power of the Qingfeng Sword is not what a sword should have. It seems that there is still a catastrophe for my body..."
Let’s talk about the sky outside the sky. Ying Ye coerced Gu Chengkong into telling him how to practice the Blue Falling Sky Fire, and then swallowed alive the soul beads that Gu Chengkong had practiced for thousands of years. He practiced in the cave for seven days and absorbed all of Gu Chengkong’s soul.
His soul power. Coupled with his extraordinary talent, he has mastered the method of Chaos Fire. In just a short period of time, his cultivation has reached the Saint Lord Huangtian realm. It has even surpassed Gu Chengkong in the past!
At this moment, perhaps as long as we absorb the Hongmeng Yuan Power that created the Jade Butterfly, we can break through the Jade Butterfly in one fell swoop, become the Holy Saint, and fulfill the long-cherished wish of Tianwai Tian to unify the six realms for generations. Of course, by then, there may be no Six Realms.
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Feeling his unprecedented strength, Yingye couldn't help shouting to the sky, and then flew into the sky. When he arrived at Tianwai Tiantian Palace, he began to mobilize people and horses, and ordered Bo Song to go and invite Qian and Ming Tianzun. The disaster of Xuantian Six Realms is imminent!