At this time, the Acacia Sword Domain emitted by Murong Feng has enveloped the entire space in the Qingfeng Palace. The blue light curtain stretches for thousands of miles. The lightning that quickly shuttles through the sword domain not only suddenly loses the ability to break chaos, but also moves.
The speed gradually slowed down, and under the detection of spiritual thoughts, its moving path was visible to the naked eye.
However, Murong Feng still did not dare to relax in the slightest. After all, this was the first time he faced the thunder tribulation of the great avenue. He could not be careless for a moment, and then changed the sword posture again, "Haha, let's end it! The great sword posture·Qingfeng Sword Intent, Chapter 2
Four styles!”
"If an inch of tenderness water breaks your heart, break it for me~!!"
In the Xiangsi Sword Domain, the sword light surged again, but this time the sword light contained not the awe-inspiring killing intent, but a rainbow-like light. In the entire sword domain, the sword power
It's like a rainbow, colorful, like a fairyland. At this moment, when I look back, where are the dense clouds that filled the sky just now?
At this moment, Murong Feng had integrated into the Great Dao. Gains and losses, division and union, yin and yang, and all other insights about the Great Dao were instantly concentrated on the Qingfeng Sword in front of him. Silently, the void began to break! No!
, Chaos is beginning to break apart!
All the areas involved in the sword domain returned to chaos at this moment. The entire sky has turned into an endless Hongmeng space. Countless thunder tribulations were wiped out in the process of the space being shattered. The boundless thunder clouds were also shattered with the chaos.
, dissipated between heaven and earth.
On Qingfeng Palace, the aura shield originally used to protect the surrounding world was also shattered by the huge impact of Chaos Shattering. The huge space suction fiercely absorbed everything. The world around Qingfeng Palace almost collapsed at this moment.
Including the small lake, it was directly swallowed by the black hole in the sky, leaving only a deep canyon.
The aura of the entire world is frantically filling the gap in chaos on Qingfeng Palace. Even on the top of Qingfeng, there is a large maple tree whose leaves have been swept away by the aura storm and brought into the black hole. Only Qingfeng Palace is currently
Also because the sixty-two powerful formations around it are barely supporting it, but they are also in danger of collapse at any time!
Shattered Chaos is related to the Great Dao. Even extremely pure spiritual energy is difficult to repair. If it is repaired, it can only be repaired by using the power of creation, that is, Hongmeng Purple Qi or Hongmeng Yuanli. But at this moment, where do so many of them come from?
Hongmeng Yuanli and Hongmeng Purple Qi?
The only way is for Murong Feng to use the power of the Great Dao again to cut off the connection between the physical space and the chaotic space, and then slowly repair it with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just like when he came out of seclusion, he broke the Hongmeng with one sword!
At this moment, Murong Feng still stood in the Hongmeng space, motionless, looking at the calamity cloud that had completely dissipated. There was only darkness in the entire Hongmeng space. Only Murong Feng and Qingfeng Sword, one person and one sword, kept emitting cyan sounds.
Light, illuminating the world around you.
Murong Feng saw that the Qingfeng Palace under his feet was crumbling, and he was also very anxious. Although the Qingfeng Palace was not a magnificent palace, there were many restrictions in the palace. Murong Feng used his own hard work to spread them out. It can be said that every formation can only take
It will cause a bloody storm in the secular world!
At this moment, Murong Feng could only watch helplessly, unable to do anything. The reason was that the sense of crisis in the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation had not disappeared! In other words, the real danger may still be behind. If he went out now, he would be risking the whole life.
The mountain range where Qingfeng Palace is located, including the top of Qingfeng, is sent into the tiger's mouth!
Murong Feng held the sword in one hand and closed his eyes tightly. The overwhelming spiritual thoughts continued to explore forward in the Hongmeng space. However, as the range increased, the perception ability of the spiritual thoughts was greatly reduced.
At this moment, the green light emitted by Qingfeng Jianjian is also constantly attenuating, and the entire chaotic space is constantly absorbing the spiritual energy from Murong Feng and Qingfeng Jian. For Murong Feng, he has Qingfeng Jue's body protection, and he can barely resist it.
The suction force of this chaotic space, but for Qingfeng Sword, Sword Soul Xiaoqing is just a soul body, and it is still an unformed soul body. How can it resist the suction force of this huge chaotic black hole?
In the ** Heaven Realm, the huge spiritual energy fluctuations caused by the fragmentation of the chaotic space have been felt by the entire ** Heaven Realm. Many gods or casual cultivators have also rushed towards the mountain range where the Qingfeng Palace is located to find out.
Luo Feng was working outside. When he heard that a large area of space was broken on the top of Qingfeng, he felt nervous. That was Murong Feng's residence. Luo Feng knew it very well, but Luo Feng also believed that it was just a mere space break.
, with my eldest brother’s ability, I can definitely handle it.
And maybe it was caused by his elder brother practicing some mysterious skills again, so I wasn't surprised. However, at this moment, Luofeng still put down what he was doing and immediately rushed towards the top of Qingfeng, as if he was afraid that his elder brother would appear.
What an accident.
In the chaotic space, Murong Feng still closed his eyes and used his spiritual thoughts to search for all the hidden dangers around him that might be dangerous to him. However, except for the endless Hongmeng Universe, there was nothing around him! Due to the massive loss of spiritual energy in the Qingfeng Sword at this moment,
The light emitted by the sword had a faint tendency to go out. Murong Feng was furious. Seeing Xiao Qing collapse due to lack of spiritual energy, he felt very sad!
Although it is just a sword, Murong Feng has never regarded it as a sword. In Murong Feng's heart, Qingfeng Jian will always be his lovely little sister, and he will always love Qingfeng Jian as a sister.
Just when Murong Feng was struggling, a friendly call suddenly came from the boundless Hongmeng space: "Brother Feng, wait for me~!"
"What? Xue'er? Xue'er, how could it be you?" Murong Feng's nerves were tense. His eyes suddenly opened and he looked at the boundless darkness around him. His mind swept through the space of thousands of miles around, as if he didn't believe what he just said.
the sounds heard.
"Brother Feng, wait for me, I can't catch up with you." The friendly call sounded in Murong Feng's ears again.
"Xue'er?" Murong Feng once again confirmed that it was Xue'er's voice!
"No? Xue'er has already lost her soul. How can she still exist in this world? This must be the inner demon!" Murong Feng closed his eyes fiercely and directly forcibly channeled Qing Feng's true energy to keep his consciousness at an absolute level.
wide awake!
Suddenly, in the Hongmeng Space, the dark space fluctuated, and a ray of light slowly moved towards the location of Murong Feng. Murong Feng held the Qingfeng Sword, and a pure spiritual power was input into the Qingfeng Sword, which had almost lost its brilliance.
The blade of the sword instantly regained its brightness, bursts of green light emitted, and accompanied by a crisp sword cry, it seemed that it was ready to fight to the death with the coming light!
As time went by, the light became brighter and brighter, and a person's appearance was faintly reflected in it!
Wearing a long white dress, long dark hair, tall figure, and graceful figure. The glory is getting closer, the white oval face has a slight smile, the water-like eyes are gentle and tender, the crescent-shaped eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose, small and exquisite
His mouth is this face, this face that is so familiar, the face that I think about day and night!
That look, that smile!
Murong Feng opened his eyes suddenly and saw the scene in front of him. The infinite longing in his heart instantly filled his whole mind. Qing Feng's Qi, which was already running at high speed, actually slowly stopped.
"Xue'er...how could it be...it's you? It's been three thousand years, and I finally see you again..."
Murong Feng looked at the familiar voice in the distance, tears immediately filled his eyes, and he stood there blankly, wanting to speak, but unable to speak.
Your Majesty, how long have you been waiting for this moment?
The wine enters the heart of sorrow, thousands of tears fall, and the loved one is forgotten. When the heart is broken, when I look to the west wing again, only the wind and frost are left...
For you, Your Majesty, how many lovesickness tears have been shed...
"Brother Feng, what are you talking about? What three thousand years? You ran so fast, you exhausted me~!" The woman in white opposite, holding a bouquet of small red flowers in one hand and a small kettle in the other, her smooth face
Drops of fragrant sweat were left on the body.
Murong Feng's eyes were still staring blankly at Xue'er in front of him, motionless. At this moment, the last glimmer of clarity in his mind forced Murong Feng to rub his eyes.
The moment Murong Feng opened his eyes again, what existed around him was no longer the pitch-black chaos, but a field!
It was setting sun at this moment, and the breeze was blowing the golden wheat in the field, fluttering in the wind. In front of me was a crystal clear river, sparkling under the light of the setting sun. I was standing by the river, originally dressed in pink Kowloon.
The yellow robe also turned into a simple white Taoist uniform, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand disappeared, replaced by a kite and a string of kite-flying strings.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" Xue'er touched her head and looked at Brother Feng in front of her, looking at the river in a daze, motionless, she was simply mesmerized.
"Xue'er, are you...really you?"
Tears kept pouring out of Murong Feng's face, and his face remained expressionless. He just stared at Xue'er in front of him, as if he was afraid that he would lose it in a blink of an eye.
Seeing the situation, Xue'er quickly took out a handkerchief from her waist and approached Murong Feng: "Brother Feng, I am Xue'er, why are you crying?"
"Brother Feng, you are so evil. You fly a kite and pretend to cry, which makes me sad, huh huh huh!" Xueer smiled, revealing two pink dimples, as if she was deliberately trying to make Murong Feng happy.
"I…"
Just as Murong Feng was about to speak, he suddenly hugged Xue'er in front of him, and a burst of fresh body fragrance hit his face. It was the familiar fragrance! At this time, he pinched his thigh again, and a burst of tingling sensation hit him.
The pain in my heart penetrates my heart.
But Murong Feng didn't feel pain at this moment, because he was sure that this was all true. It turned out that Xue'er was not dead. He was just a dream!
Murong Feng hugged Xue'er tightly in front of her, tears streaming down her eyes.
Three thousand years have passed, how many days and nights have we been recalling this warm and comfortable embrace? Three thousand years have passed, how many days and nights have we been missing this unforgettable smile? Now, just a familiar face appears in front of us, everything is still the same