Chapter 511 It's All My Fault When Chang Ziqiu Comes Back
The sword of the monument guard forced the Kunlun Realm Lord to not dare to fight anymore.
Now as long as Ye Changyan, the demon clan and others are eliminated, Qingzong's migration can be completed.
Taiyan Jiuxuan Banner, an ancient demonic holy weapon, possesses strange and unpredictable power.
This terrifying power troubled the Buddhist abbot and Xiao Junchou, who stood at the top of the swordsmanship. They were unable to break through the magic mist, and all Taoist techniques became ineffective.
It may take the old monk and others some time to figure out the cause of the magic fog and find a way to solve it.
However, Chen Qingyuan couldn't afford to wait, and neither could Qingzong.
Using a special technique to activate the jade talisman in his hand, Chen Qingyuan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was covered by the black cauldron's Taoist patterns. No one could know the pain he endured.
With his cultivation in the Divine Transformation stage, it is unimaginably difficult for him to go retrograde in the competition at the top of this world.
This perseverance has amazed countless monks and made them feel inferior.
"clang--"
The jade talisman exploded and turned into dots of starlight, floating in front of Chen Qingyuan. Immediately afterwards, the silver gun in his jade pendant appeared on its own.
The silver gun entered the world and shocked the world.
"Rumble..."
The starry sky is endless, rolling up billions of colors.
At the end of the universe, there seemed to be a crack, and a touch of heavenly will flowed out from it, tearing apart countless voids, descending on this star field, looking down from a high position, and observing everything below.
The roar of thunder was like the roar of tens of thousands of giant dragons. Its sound was so loud that it shook the nine heavens and ten earth. The precious mirrors of the many forces watching the battle could not withstand the pressure and exploded.
The fairy mountains and treasure lands shattered into pieces and turned into powder.
The order of the star sea here is turbulent and unstable. Thousands of stars emit ancient law fluctuations, and the stars are bright, shining in every corner of the Wei Jing Star Territory.
Every inch of void seemed to be submerged by unknown laws. The many powerful men who were fighting couldn't help but stop and scan around them. Unknown fear enveloped every part of their bodies, trembling involuntarily.
The bits of light from the exploding jade talisman merged into the silver gun, causing the silver gun to shine with unprecedented brilliance. A white light erupted from the tip of the gun, erupting upwards.
In an instant, a vortex of white light appeared above that shook the heavens, as if poking a hole in the universe.
A strong sense of suffocation was felt towards everyone present. Countless monks from far away in the surrounding stars all had their eyes turned white due to this terrifying pressure and fell to the ground fainting.
The Mahayana monks looked at this scene, their bodies suddenly shook, as if struck by thunder, their souls were also trembling, the look of fear in their eyes was being infinitely magnified, and apart from fear, there was unconcealable shock on their pale faces.
"it......"
Chen Qingyuan, who was wrapped in the magic mist, stared at the silver gun standing in front of him. This was the first time he discovered that the silver gun had such terrifying power.
"What happened? What happened?"
The monks present were extremely frightened. They looked at the changes in the sea of stars and felt the terrifying unknown aura, feeling particularly uneasy in their hearts.
In the past, Chen Qingyuan studied the silver gun countless times and felt that this ancient war gun was very hard. The marks on the gun undoubtedly showed that in an extremely long time ago, an extremely terrible battle had occurred.
The silver gun has gone through endless years and remains immortal, being sealed in dust in a remote corner of the Northern Wasteland, waiting silently.
Beihuang, Tianyuan.
The moment the jade talisman shattered, the girl in red got the feeling.
As usual, she was wearing a bright red dress with a blood-red ribbon tied tightly around her waist, which perfectly highlighted her waistline and figure.
Although she is barefoot, she is not stained by any mud or dirt, just like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world. No one in the world can blaspheme her feet.
"I really want to be by your side and face this with you."
The girl in red stretched out her hand toward the void in front of her, soft and flawless.
"I'm here, waiting for you."
In a daze, she touched Chen Qingyuan's cheek with gentle pressure, and a touch of tenderness gradually appeared in her plain eyes.
"Whether it lasts a thousand years or ten thousand years, his heart will never change."
In an instant, the imaginary picture was shattered. The trace of tenderness was hidden deep in the heart, and the eyes were indifferent. It once again became the red lotus standing on the fairy mountain, which people can only watch from a distance but cannot touch.
To be precise, this amulet is not the power of the girl in red, but a special spiritual mark that can temporarily revive the sleeping silver gun.
Even a moment of awakening can resolve all the problems in the world.
The girl in red has lived in the abyss of heaven for a long time and has survived for 300,000 years. She has long been regarded as dead by the original will of heaven.
If the power of the girl in red appears outside the Tianyuan, it will most likely be noticed by Heaven. Not only will it not be able to help, it will actually make things more troublesome.
An amulet can barely revive the silver gun and fight.
However, this can only be done once, not both.
The silver gun has long been damaged and has been eroded by the power of time.
If the silver gun is used multiple times, it will inevitably cause the silver gun to collapse and there will be no possibility of repair.
No one knows what the scene was like during the war 300,000 years ago.
What can be guessed is that that battle overturned the structure of the world, caused the death of countless powerful men, and caused a rift in history.
Is it because Tian Dao is afraid?
Or is it some kind of mysterious existence that is controlling everything in the endless abyss and playing tricks on the world?
In this era, all old grudges will be settled, and past failures will become the cornerstones on the road to success.
The historical traces of the fault will surely be revealed soon.
By then, what kind of scenery will the world be like?
Unknown things make people fearful and curious.
...
Not all in the star field, deep in the starry sky.
The silver gun trembled slightly and made a "clanging" sound, as if to show goodwill to Chen Qingyuan.
The huge black cauldron, which looked like a star, seemed to recognize the silver spear and shook excitedly. The movement of the black cauldron made Chen Qingyuan, who was already under a lot of pressure, feel a little heavier. His body sank slightly and his knees bent a little.
Son.
"Buzz——"
Seemingly dissatisfied with Black Cauldron, a law of Silver Spear fell on Black Cauldron.
"Boom!"
The inside of the black tripod vibrated slightly, and the remaining intelligence shivered. He immediately put away his emotions and remained stable.
At this moment, Heiding's spirit began to miss the years in Yuxu Mountain.
Thinking back to those days, when Black Cauldron was supported by the entire top sect and had everything they wanted, with constant resources, it felt so comfortable.
How can I be so groveling like now and not have the courage to refute? Life is so uncomfortable.
Lord Ding, I can stretch and bend, I can bear it!
The ancient Hei Ding comforted himself, doing his own thing honestly and not letting the Qingzong in Ding make any mistakes. Otherwise, even if Hei Ding was used as a urinal, he would not be able to make up for his dereliction of duty.
"Zheng——"
All the tenderness of the silver gun was reserved for Chen Qingyuan.
After a few breaths, the silver gun acted on its own and headed straight in the direction of the old land.