Like lightning tearing through the night and falling into the world, the beam of light that gathered the power of the true method suddenly fell from the sky, fell directly from the white-bone demon snake, and penetrated directly from the top of the head. In an instant, a huge force came from that body
It exploded from the huge body, and several Qingyun disciples who were fighting around were pushed far away by this invisible and qualitative airflow.
The White Bone Demon Snake raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar. The sound was shrill. The huge bones supporting the body suddenly began to emit a strange light from top to bottom. After a while, small sounds of "Kaka" came from countless places, and rays of light came from
It was projected from its bones. Afterwards, with a loud noise, the monster snake's huge body fell down, and forcefully smashed the hard white jade slab under it into the boss's deep pit. After struggling on the ground for a few times,
The shaking finally stopped.
The dazzling light beam slowly dissipated, revealing the figures of the seven elders, Lu Xueqi, Xiao Yicai and others floating in the sky. Under them, beside the huge monster body, corpses were strewn all over the field, among which he had been lying down for eternity.
The bodies of four Qingyun elders were killed. Among the people who are still alive, there are more victims. Among the younger generation, Lu Xueqi's face was as cold as frost, but most of her clothes were red. Xiao Yicai was still fine and seemed to be fine.
, only Zeng Shushu managed to support himself. When he saw that the huge monster was finally dead, he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly tilted his head, and fell unconscious.
Everyone was shocked. Fortunately, Xiao Yicai was right next to Zeng Shushu, catching his body and checking him carefully. He breathed a sigh of relief and signaled to the others that it was nothing serious. Then everyone felt relieved and continued to invest.
Another battle situation.
After dozens of senior elders from the righteous path joined the battle group, the situation of this catastrophic war finally developed in the direction that was favorable to the righteous path for the first time. The power of these senior masters far exceeded that of ordinary disciples, although the number of them was relatively small.
Not much, but the impact was quite huge. Under the joint attack of more than a dozen elders and young disciples such as Xiao Yicai, Lu Xueqi, Zeng Shushu, etc., those giant monsters were suppressed by these people even though they were extremely powerful. In the end, they were even more powerful.
Everyone worked together to kill them. However, these monsters are ferocious after all, and they cost Zhengdao a heavy price.
But in this bloody storm, who still remembers his dead companions?
The moment the huge body of the White Bone Demon Snake fell, the people floating high in the sky had already turned around and rushed towards the other battle groups with expressionless faces, continuing the killing and fighting. Xiao Yicai flew to the rear and
Zeng Shushu put it away in a secluded place and hurried back. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, he saw Lu Xueqi in the place just now, who seemed to be in a daze, staring at the corpse of the monster with a pale face.
Xiao Yicai felt strange and called out: "Junior Sister Lu, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Xueqi's body trembled, as if she woke up from a dream, she turned around and looked over, her lips moved, as if she was about to say something, but when she saw it was Xiao Yicai, she suddenly closed her mouth again, took a deep breath, then flew away with her sword, and started again
Xiao Yicai joined the battle. Xiao Yicai was a little confused. He always felt that Lu Xueqi was very strange today, but when he thought about the past, this fellow disciple who was like a fairy was withdrawn and indifferent, and now was the critical moment of the battle. He thought about it for a moment, and then put these things together again.
I threw the thought behind me and rushed in again.
The black clouds in the sky are rolling in, and they are surging. Under the black clouds, the beasts and the people are fighting fiercely. But this battle situation is becoming more and more favorable after all. It is projected on the three righteous men standing at the top
On the faces of the giants, their originally tense expressions finally began to relax.
Despite paying a heavy price, after dozens of elders joined the battle, the originally unstoppable momentum of the six giant monsters was immediately blocked, and then they were gradually suppressed. With the combined efforts of everyone, first
It was the White Bone Demonic Snake, and then two other huge demonic beasts were killed by everyone one after another.
Although the people in the righteous path, including the elders, suffered heavy casualties when killing these huge monsters, the momentum of the battle was finally regained bit by bit. Although ordinary monsters were still black and numerous,
With the death of the huge monster beast, the momentum suddenly weakened. Although ordinary Qingyun disciples are not as good as those outstanding ones in Taoism, they are still more than enough to deal with these ordinary beast monsters. With everyone connected together, the light screen becomes even more indestructible.
After half of the giant monsters were eliminated, more masters attacked the remaining three giant monsters. Anyone could see that these giant monsters were the fighting spirits among the monsters. And in these profound ways,
Under the siege of the righteous elders and the outstanding leaders of the younger generation, in the sky full of light and the sharp light of various rare treasures, the remaining three giant beasts finally couldn't hold on any longer. Amidst the sharp and angry roars, they burst out.
One fell down.
There was great chaos among the beast monsters. Obviously, this situation made these ignorant beast monsters feel that something was not good. On the contrary, the morale of the righteous side was greatly boosted, and finally the fighting spirit was high, and the bright light curtain shone brightly.
Sheng, pressed outward, and immediately the beast was pushed back amidst the flying flesh and blood.
There was a panic and roar, countless beasts and monsters roared to the sky, their voices were pitiful, and a ruthless light curtain came crashing down, what kind of blood and sorrow was splashed out?
Amidst these countless roars, the billowing black clouds in the sky suddenly stopped, as if the world suddenly solidified, and then, there was a glimmer of light shining through the dark and silent dark clouds.
!
White, tiny shimmer!
In an instant, the black clouds suddenly dispersed, like a violent wind sweeping across the sky and the earth, blowing through the sky with wind and rain. From the deepest part of the black cloud, a huge vortex suddenly rotated outward rapidly, and countless black clouds were swept into it and then dispersed, leaving no trace.
A young figure appeared, looking expressionlessly at the war-torn mountaintop and the bloody world, descending from high up, like a legendary god. His black hair was fluttering in the wind, and a black hair was blowing in the wind.
The monster seemed to be moving restlessly behind him and let out a low roar.
At the moment he appeared, all the beasts and monsters suddenly stopped, raised their heads to the sky, and roared towards the figure!
Thousands of beasts roared in the sky, and the black clouds receded, as if a violent energy was rising into the sky, trying to reach the sky.
Everyone in the righteous path changed their minds. Master Daoxuan stood outside the Yuqing Palace, frowning, and whispered to himself: "Is this the beast god?"
Huanyue Cave Mansion.
That dreamlike world!
The moon, shining with strange brilliance, still hangs in the sky. No matter the wind or rain, it will always emit a faint light. And the people struggling in this world seem to have dispersed, leaving only a lonely person, alone and confused.
"Who am I?" he asked softly, raising his head and looking at the moon: "What am I living for?"
He asked so quietly, not knowing whether he was asking about the moon in the sky or towards his own heart.
This half life has been turbulent and violent, and every scene of the past has flooded into my mind. The familiar characters in my life, the people I have truly been to in my heart, all passed through my mind one by one, but not a single trace was left behind.
The traces just disappeared quietly.
He seemed unwilling to give in, and subconsciously reached out his hand to grab something, but his hand was in the air, and he finally grasped the air.
Nothing at all!
Only the moonlight in the sky, after passing through countless winds and rains, still fell on his body and illuminated his clothes.
He fell slumped to the ground, as if all the disguises had been torn off. In this lonely world, he did not need any strength. The wind and rain gradually stopped, the dust quietly fell silent, and the body was about to sink into this desolate world and become silent.
Die! According to ancient legend, when you die, you will no longer have pain, longing, or care. Even if it is the Jiuyou underworld, in front of the Yama Hall, who knows what the scene will be like? The prosperous world may be empty after all!
However, the silent body suddenly shook again, and the moonlight in the sky seemed to tremble slightly, and then a beam of light fell down and sprinkled on the body.
He seemed to be struggling!
He still seems unwilling to give in!
He struggled to get up, and every movement seemed to use up all his strength. The ground under his feet clearly had endless temptations, tempting him to lie down and no longer have any worries, so that he could escape from the pain in the world.
But he refused to back down and stubbornly wanted to stand up. His hand was broken and bleeding, and his lip was deeply scarred. In this desolate world, he still refused to give up.
The moonlight was faint and gentle, falling on him like a whisper: "Why do you insist? Let it go. Once you let go, you will be free..."
He was struggling, like an ant in the infinitely wide world, but no matter what, facing the seemingly infinite world, he finally raised his head and looked at the sky!
Slowly stood up.
The familiar face floats quietly in my heart. It turns out that even if I am between life and death, I still cannot give up after all. There will always be someone I care about in this life!
Zhang Xiaofan, maybe Gui Li, this ant between heaven and earth, is quietly looking at the sky at this moment, staring at the moon in the sky.
The moonlight was eerie and cold.
He suddenly shouted loudly, jumped up, left this boundless land, and rushed straight into the sky. In front of him, there were three colors of gold, green, and red light, which suddenly lit up, and together with his body, he rushed straight towards the sky.
Round moon.
The moon was cold and silent, but right in front of him, the moonlight suddenly dimmed, and there were actually a couple looking at him with compassion and joy, as if the rainy night many years ago had brought joy to the world.
His heart felt as if it had been cut by a sharp blade in an instant. He was trembling all over, but his body was like an arrow leaving the string, without the slightest intention of flinching. The three-color light was like lightning. Under his gaze, it pierced the couple's bodies and passed through them.
And passed.
It was like blood splashing, or like wind and rain, hitting his face, making him feel cold. The figure disappeared, and he seemed to be a little numb. Only his eyes remained determined, rushing towards the moon.
Suddenly, the moonlight dimmed again, and the figures of Tian Buyi and Suru appeared. Suru looked at him with a smile, but Tian Buyi snorted and rolled his eyes at him just like in his memory.
And between the two of them, Tian Ling'er, smiling like a flower, dressed in red, vaguely looking like she was when she was sixteen or seventeen years old, laughed loudly and shouted: "Junior brother, let's go up the mountain to chop bamboo..."
He seemed to be suffocated for a moment. Those three figures were right in front of him, living and blocking him. What a shuddering feeling it felt, like lightning passing through the body, and the cold light was getting closer and closer to their figures. Nearby, his heart seemed to be torn apart completely.
Finally, the three-color light passed through, and passed through the human figure. A chill poured down from head to toe. He was in mid-air, his face was as white as paper, and he suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled "Wow" A large mouthful of blood came out, and his chest and clothes were dyed red, and there was no trace of blood on his face.
Then, he still raised his head and rushed toward the moon like an indomitable and unyielding arrow.
The moonlight was cold, and the sky and the earth dimmed instantly, as if a sense of desolation was quietly spreading.
At that moment of lightning, before the moonlight was approaching, misty clouds came in, and suddenly, a figure appeared faintly in the clouds.
What a figure that is, deeply engraved in my heart!
He suddenly froze, and the persistence in his body seemed to be dissipated in the wind. The blurry figure was flipping and confusing in the clouds! It seemed like a green figure, and it seemed that he was dancing with a sword in white!
The soul-eating soul he held in his hand exuded an icy coolness. His heart had been so painful for that figure, but at this moment, how should he advance or retreat?
In the deep night, under the cold moonlight, a heart-rending roar suddenly came from the distant sky, like a dying beast howling at the moon, full of desperate pain.
That brilliant light, flashing with three strange haloes, soared into the sky, went straight into the clouds, passed through the clouds, and pierced the blurry figure!
Then, something suddenly broke...
The wind and rain all over the sky just quietly stopped, and there were tears in his eyes as he stared at the figure. She might be close at hand, but he still couldn't see her appearance clearly, but there seemed to be a low voice in the distant dark place. Sigh.
The wind dissipates and the rain disperses!
The moonlight falls like floating clouds!
The sky, earth and sky are all like water!
His body fell from the sky, as if falling into an abyss, but there was no fear in his heart. Instead, he was just a little reluctant to let go, staring at the figure that was gradually disappearing. The next moment, he had landed on the ground, All the illusions around him disappeared.
Under his feet, an ancient but bright ancient mirror had broken into several pieces, falling from the wall and scattered on the ground. And around him, there were ancient cave walls and hard rocks, just a few steps away from where he walked. That magical cave entrance is only ten steps away.
These short ten steps felt like he had experienced a lifetime, and all the painful memories were reincarnated like this.
Then, he took a breath and calmed down, and when he was about to continue walking towards the depths of Huanyue Cave, he suddenly stiffened, as if he had discovered something, and then slowly turned around.
As the ancient mirror shattered, the magical mist at the entrance of the cave gradually dissipated, revealing a figure standing behind—Lin Jingyu.
The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and they were stunned for a moment.
For a long time, they stared at each other silently. The two men's eyes seemed to have seen through their entire lives from their youth to their youth to the present.
Lin Jingyu bit his lip deeply with his teeth, almost bleeding, and then said word by word: "Did you kill the old man in the ancestral hall?"
Gui Li was silent, lowering his head slightly. After a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "Yes."
Lin Jingyu's eyes turned red instantly. (To be continued)