Seeing Long Hui falling into the water and having no idea of life or death, Chu Wuque was angry and raised his eyebrows. He turned his sword, and the Buddha's light was abundant, and the red lotus flame tongue came out.
Fu Jiuyin only felt that the flames in front of him were like a fire phoenix coming, making people scream that the heat waves were making him unable to breathe, and his muscles, bones and internal organs seemed to have been evaporated. Only by exposing the Yin Ming Yuan Gong to block the Buddha's Fire Sword Qi
The soul energy of the King of Hell, the black evil spirit, the essence of the underworld master, and the three powers gathered together to form, and ten thousand ghosts came to pay homage to the crowd of evil praise, and the fire sword energy turned into a phoenix spreading wings, which was the Fengxi Sword Skill
The most powerful move was against each other, but the strong light burst out, and only the loud bang was heard, but the air was running around. The Master of Underworld Fu Jiuyin was defeated!
The body was burned by Buddha's fire, the sword energy entered the body, Fu Jiuyin groaned and fell into the river, unknown life and death
He tried his best to defeat Fu Jiuyin. Chu Wuque's true energy was extremely exhausted. When he returned to his breath, he suddenly felt the strong wind coming from behind him. Although he had a sense of the sensation, he was suffering from exhaustion of strength and could not return to the sky.
After a moment of touch, Chu Wuque's back door was hit by Ao Xin. He felt two subsequent different palm forces penetrated into his body. One of them was the Zhenque thunder, and the other was the Yin Fire Ghost Thunder.
Yin and Yang Lei Gang kept hitting in Chu Wuque's body, and the strong thunder force destroyed the sword saint's Qi vein.
Ao Xin takes advantage of the victory to pursue, the left hand raises Xun Feng Li Fire, the right hand accepts the big and big reincarnation, the right hand merges into a strong whirlwind, and then rushes to the sword saint
The sharp force cuts the flesh and hurts, Chu Wuque is not afraid at all, the sword heart rises again, and the mind of the gods penetrates the gaps of the enemy
The combination of good and evil moves, although it has power, the aura of the central elixir is slightly stagnant!
Chu Wuque's eyes closed and he saw the mystery. A move of the Divine Tribulation Sword Technique penetrated Feng's eyes and pointed directly at the pill in Ao Xin's heart.
Two muffled groans sounded at the same time, Ao Xin was pierced by Chu Wuque's central pill, Chu Wuque was also severely injured, and the two of them were injured again
Ao Xin covered her chest and sneered: Change one move, Chu Wuque, I see how many moves you can block!
Relying on the protection of Yin Qi, the injury recovered quickly, without fear, and was sure to win, so he spoke sarcastic
Chu Wuque reached out to wipe away the blood in the corner of his mouth, stretched out three fingers, and snorted coldly: Three moves, Chu only blocked three moves! After three moves, you will be killed!
Ao Xin raised her eyebrows and said with a angrily expression: What a big tone, then it depends on who has three moves of hatred!
Ao Xin shouted angrily and sacrificed the strongest stance. He saw that the great and small reincarnation tribulation instantly transformed into a ghost and god in the underworld. He saw a six-eyed evil ghost stepping on the corpses of sentient beings and appearing in the world. The entire Naihe Bridge began to shake endlessly. It was the ghost who could not kill the world?
The desolate spirit died!
Ghosts and gods are pressing against the realm, and the wild spirit swallows the sky. Chu Wuque greets it coldly and says calmly: The second half of the Sword Skill is still used, so you can use your dog head to sacrifice to Chu's Sword!
Three moves to bet on life, the sword saint condenses energy, and the true energy storage, a powerful sword intent surges out, turning the surroundings into a world of nothingness. The will of the sword scattered between heaven and earth, covering the entire Yinming Underworld, the Yinsha barrier dissipates for no reason, and the six reincarnation formations no longer exist
Facing the sword saint's move to gambling life, Ao Xin's face condensed, urging his true energy, and even the void was shaken.
Ask the sky with one sword!
Chu Wuque pondered, and with a light wave of Prajna Repentance, it turned out that the sword entered the void, without reason, without trace
The true energy of the Proud Heart protects the body burst out, and its strength penetrated three feet away. Then the extreme move was already out, and the ghosts roared, and the ghost claws showed their power.
The spontaneous sword energy surrounded the ghosts and gods, and broke through the dangerous barrier. The ghosts and gods waved their arms to hit the sword energy. In an instant, both sides were injured, their arrogant souls shook, and their Taoist body was almost about to be crushed, while Chu Wuque spitted out Zhu Hong.
However, Chu Wuque's mouth of blood played an unexpected role. The sword saint was moved in all his heart, and the sword heart was connected to the gods. The blood was poured into the sword qi. The sword qi mixed with the sword saint's will to win will exert his power again. In the instant, the sword qi containing the Buddha's bones and relics fire not only severely damaged the body of Ao Xin, but also burned its soul. Three souls and seven spirits suddenly cut off five souls, leaving only three souls and two souls.
The soul was severely injured, and the arrogance was heartbroken and wailed continuously. However, Chu Wuque was also not feeling well. The internal organs were severely injured and almost wanted to crush them. They temporarily bonded the internal organs with pure innate qi and relic fire.
Chu Wuque, I want you to die without a complete body!
Enduring the severe damage of the soul, Ao Xin made another move regardless of the consequences. This time it was the innate supreme hexagram, and the eight hexagrams were all moved.
Although Ao Xin was a heavy blow, with the benefit of the Yin Qi of the Underworld, he actually brought the innate Jue Gua to the limit, and his reputation was so powerful that he was not inferior to the Immortal Sect at all.
At this time, fighting is will and belief. Chu Wuque holds his sword heart and draws the three realms with one sword, God's tribulation, Rebirth, Fengxiáng, Lingrou, Nayuan, Xingsu, Wentian Seven Sword Decisions at the same time, and the Holy Spirit's Seven-Secret Combo combo of the Qi of the Holy Spirit
The figures intertwined, and the ultimate move was the seven-minded gossip, and the sword saint suppressed his apology
I saw Ao Xin's body suddenly explode into thousands of flesh and blood, and a lonely soul floated out
Eliminate evil!
Chu Wuque suppressed the heavy internal injuries. He was about to hold a sword and chase the remnant soul of Ao Xin, but found that Prajna Chan was entangled by a soft and extraordinary force. After careful observation, it was the flesh and blood of the body of the Immortal Sect.
It turns out that Ao Xin knew that the defeat was settled and was killed by Prajna Repentance, so he used the secret technique of the evil realm and the flesh-and-blood chain.
Come and entangle the Prajna Repentance and take the opportunity to escape
Chu Wuque snorted: Can you leave? The evil thief will save his life!
Immediately pinched the sword technique with my hands, and then I used a sword technique with my naked hands. The sharp sword light penetrated the residual soul, leaving a wail in the sky, and my pride was destroyed!
With Ao Xin's death and Fu Jiuyin's retreat, the six reincarnation formations gradually lost their effectiveness. The suppressed people also recovered and stood up hard. However, Chu Wuque was exhausted at this moment and fell to the ground with a thump.
Nothing is missing!
Yu Xiuting plucked up her remaining strength and rushed to Chu Wuque's side. She stretched out her hand and found that her heart was about to break. Chu Wuque's internal organs were broken, his muscles and bones were broken, and he had half of his foot stepped into the gate of hell.
Suddenly, a fire shot towards him. Yu Xiuting set out her sword with her backhand, and after fighting each other, she was shocked several steps back.
When I turned around, I saw that Cang Shitian had already taken over the Prajna Repentance.
The Heavenly Magical Method is the nemesis of the Yin Gong of the Evil Realm, so Cang Shitian's damage is the least in the six realms of reincarnation formation. In addition, the magical effect of the Heavenly Magical Method, Cang Shitian has recovered five successful powers in a short time, and the others have only 30% of their energy at most, so he took the opportunity to attack and snatch the Prajna Repentance.
Prajna Repentance contains the true essence of fire, which complements my body. If you get this sword, who else is my opponent in the world.
Looking at Chu Wuque, who was unknown to life and death, Cang Shitian thought to himself: Take his life while he is sick!
Cang Shitian was concerned about the power of the Sword Saint, and he had a desire to take the opportunity to kill his strong enemy to eliminate future troubles. So he picked up the Prajna Repentance and wanted to cut off Chu Wuque's head.
The sword was only half an inch away from Chu Wuque's neck, and Yu Xiuting's heart was almost jumping out of her throat. Tears instantly poured out of her eyes and said with a sweet voice: No!
The heart was about to break, and the tears were helpless. It was because Xiuting was desperate. The Prajna Repentance paused, and a burning relic fire gushed out from the hilt of the sword. Rao Cang Shitian practiced the fire-like body, but he could not bear the flame that made Cang Shitian's palm red
While the holy fire burned, Cang Shitian didn't know if he was dazzled, but he actually saw Bai Lian glaring at him. After blinking, he saw Chu Wuque standing proudly in front of him.
Touching the sword saint's eyes, Cang Shitian felt a sense of fear
Chu Wuque snorted: How can the White Lotus relics be defiled by you, a despicable villain? Take them for me!
Chu Wuque stretched out his five fingers and forced his fingers to Cang Shitian's wrist. Then he grabbed it suddenly, and the sound of Kala bones broke. Cang Shitian's wrist bones cracked, making it so painful that he could no longer hold the sword.
Chu Wuque saw the sword leaving his hand, so he let go of Cang Shitian's wrist and caught the sword before it landed.
The right wrist was injured, Cang Shitian was extremely angry, and he was terrified to the side of his gallbladder. He pushed out a red-refined and broken golden hand with his left hand. However, Chu Wuque extended his sword finger and just pointed it at the palm of Cang Shitian's palm. With a whoosh, Cang Shitian's palm was bleeding, and it was actually shot into a hole by the sword energy.
Cang Shitian was frightened and did not dare to fight again. He turned around and fled. In an instant, he turned into a fire and fled far away.
Chu Wuque didn't chase him, and his eyes looked at the Demon Lord and the Sin Monk, and said lightly: It's a place of right and wrong, you two should leave!
Although the words are polite, they have a majesty that cannot be offended, and they are even more like threatening words.
The two were severely injured, and with the remnant power of the Sword Saint, they had already decided to retreat and left the idea of taking advantage of the troubled waters.
The potential threats had already left, and Chu Wuque's eyes became a little dim, and his face gradually became gray. Yu Xiuting hurriedly rushed over and supported him: Wuque, are you okay?
At the same time, a scream came from afar: Wuque!
Chu Wuque mustered up his strength to look at him, and saw a white dress running towards him, with two pretty young girls behind him
Although Chu Wuque's eyes were blurred and his strength was almost exhausted, his heart still felt a little warm.
Qingyan, Xiuting, Bing'er, Xuexin...
Chu Wuque silently muttered these names
Just ten steps away, Jiuyou reappeared, and I saw that the water of the Wangchuan River flowed backwards like a waterfall from top to bottom. It almost never had the water level of the Naihe Bridge, and it surged in an instant. Just ten steps turned into an insurmountable gully.
Whether it is the incarnation of Feng Huáng or the magical powers of the demon clan, it is difficult to cross the line in front of the evil water of the Yin River that breaks the dam
Forgetful rivers break the dam, swallow the cycle of reincarnation, but what will happen again, the evil realm is the dominant one
Not only can the people outside the bridge not come in, but even the people on the bridge cannot get out. Yu Xiuting was touched by the river, and she felt her soul fluctuating and almost unconscious. Yang Ye and Yuan Qitian were like this, and her whole face was almost like a pig's liver.
Both soul-catching and soul-attracting are similar methods. They use special yin power to take away the soul. The water of the Forget River can attract souls, but as long as there are enough and the flow speed is fast enough, it can attract souls and souls. Not only can it attract souls and souls, but even living people will suffer.
Emperor Li, who was far away in the Abyss of Nine Netherworld, has successfully introduced the river water into Fengdu. This time, he not only opened a river channel to divert water, but also used the method of chaos in another world to lead the river water to the sky above Fengdu. With the upside down momentum, he drowned from top to bottom, flooded Fengdu and destroyed Naihe Bridge.
Countless ghosts were washed away by the surging river water, leaving no trace left. The four people on the bridge were also in danger. Not only did they have to withstand the surging waves, but they also had to endure the torture of the turbulent soul.
Little thief, dad!
Chu Wanbing's anxious shout came from the outside, Uncle Yuan, Ernie...
Mom, Brother Long, Dad...
Wei Xuexin was so anxious that she burst into tears, stomped her feet and shouted, but she couldn't get close to her
Luo Qingyan's eyes closed and she sacrificed the Feng Huáng Spiritual Fire to sweep a path, but the surging river water was like a thousand kilograms of rocks. No matter how hot the Feng Huáng fire was, it was difficult to move.
The Forget River has flooded most of the Naihe Bridge, but everyone cannot escape. Chu Wuque inserted his backhand into the Prajna Repentance, and the sword edge inserted into the bridge stone. The relics fire broke out, evaporating the river within ten steps around him, allowing the three of them to recover. However, the river water is getting more and more, and after many fierce battles with the Prajna Repentance, a lot of relics fire has been consumed. Although it can be automatically restored, it seems that the water drops at this time. The distant fire cannot save the nearby water.
Suddenly, Chu Wuque's eyes were fixed and his mind was full of ideas.
The body, which was already on the verge of death, now supported a world. Chu Wuque held the sword with five fingers, and forced himself to lift his true energy regardless of his internal injuries, and his mouth and nose kept bleeding.
Wuque, stop now!
Yu Xiuting's voice was hoarse, and she was already in the rain, and she couldn't cry. Chu Wuque's actions were undoubtedly suicide.
She tried her best to stop her, but was blocked by the true energy emitted from Chu Wuque's body. Chu Wuque had become a void within three steps.
Suddenly, with a loud shout, Chu Wuque dispersed his will and expanded outward
The sword intent scattered in the three realms, and the heaven and earth were both sensed. The thousands of sword weapons in China were anxious at the same time, as if they were moved by an invisible force.
Chu Wuque gritted his teeth and persevered, and the sword heart was connected to the limit. In an instant, a strange cloud suddenly appeared over Fengjun. Thunder and lightning were made, and thousands of swords were spreading in the thunder clouds, constantly rotating around Fengjun, as if looking for an entrance and path.
Chu Wuque shouted: Bailian, please help me!
The Sword Saint shouted loudly, and the Prajna Repentance suddenly appeared. A beautiful figure slowly walked over, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were filled with light, and he gently tapped his head towards Chu Wuque. In an instant, the Prajna Repentance ignited a thousand-foot tongue again, turning into a fire and rushing into the sky.
Sword flying Naihe Bridge, flying away from Fengdu, crossing the Sandu River, flashing through Qiyin Ridge, piercing the way of return, turning into Mars, and shooting towards the sky
The Prajna Repentance, which turned into Mars, was like a guide, passing by the thunder clouds, and thousands of swords were resonated with each other, following the Prajna Repentance to rush to the Ghost City of Fengdu
Each sword carried Buddha's bone relic fire. Ten thousand swords penetrated downwards, and did not enter the water. The rushing river water was steaming, and it steamed dry in an instant. However, the two rivers opened in the Sha Domain still gushed out of the river and kept pounced towards the Naihe Bridge.
Chu Wuque, the Forget River has all flowed into Fengdu. I don’t believe you have the ability to evaporate the entire Forget River! Emperor Li’s voice sounded from the Nine Nether Abyss. He is now in the Nine Nether Abyss. Although he successfully introduced the water into Fengdu, he was unable to participate in the battle in time.
Chu Wuque sneered and said: Although Chu cannot evaporate the Forget River, he can make the river water unable to pass through the Naihe Bridge forever!
Prajna Repentance returns and steps in front of Chu Wuque again
Looking at the sword, Chu Wuque slowly stretched out his right hand, held the hilt of the sword, constantly burning the essence of life, scattered into the sword intent, and refined the soul. With a squeal, Chu Wuque's ischemia cracked, and blood splashed out in all directions, and a sad red appeared on the Naihe Bridge.
I saw blood splattering and falling on the ten thousand swords. Each drop was filled with the will of the Sword Saint, and the last will was to protect the Naihe Bridge!
I saw Prajna Chan lightning up, and among the fire and electricity, thousands of swords moved, circling and flying, setting up endless peerless sword formations around Naihe. No matter how surging the water of the Wangchuan River surging, it could not be as good as Naihe Bridge. It could only flow under the bridge obediently. Then the sword energy turned into the realm, and a river was opened around Naihe Bridge, bringing the river water from east to west out of Fengdu and introducing it into the Sandu River, thus forming the everlasting flow of Fengdu.
From a distance, the ruins of the Hall of Reincarnation have become a big river, and a stone bridge stands in the river, crossing the boundaries of life and death, connecting the yin and yang reincarnation, and guiding the suffering and undead to return to the red dust.
The kind soul passed through the Naihe Bridge, and those who had deep sins fell into the water, and the cold bone-blazing sword formation that was soaked in the river forever. The ten thousand swords turned into virtual, and the entire Naihe Bridge returned to silence again. Not only did the ten thousand swords disappear, but even the Prajna Repentance escape into the void.
Yu Xiuting's sword heart moved and saw the reality and reality; the shape of thousands of swords rotated around the Naihe Bridge, and each sword was the power of the seven holy spirit. No matter who dared to be unfavorable to Naihe Bridge, the sword weapon that escaped into the void would appear. At that time, the ten thousand swords returned to the sect and killed the enemy invisibly.
Suddenly, bursts of roars came from the river channel of the Nine Nether Abyss. Yu Xiuting recognized this voice, and it was Emperor Li.
I saw a thunder slashing through the air, swearing to break the Ten Thousand Swords Protecting Array
Suddenly, the sword energy reappeared, and the thunder containing the evil power of all evil suddenly turned into ash. However, the sword energy had not stopped and shot towards the two rivers opened by the evil domain.
Ten thousand swords crisscrossed, and the void collapsed, cutting off the two rivers, sealing the evil domain into the Nine Nether Abyss, shattering the evil domain into the ambition of Fengdu in one fell swoop.
The river channel is closed, indicating that the connection between the evil realm and Fengdu has been completely cut off; the sword formation protects the bridge, indicating that the cycle of reincarnation will no longer be spyed, and the ghost will be freed.
A battle in Fengdu, the three religions were severely damaged, the leader fell, and the evil domain was also full of elites. Although the Forgetful River flowed into Fengdu completely, it was tamed by Chu Wuque's sword formation, and obediently flowed under the Naihe Bridge, becoming a punishment for severe punishment for evil spirits.
Not only that, the Wangchuan River has been connected to the Sandu River, and the Shayuan can no longer draw the river water back. It can be said that the chickens are stealing and the rice cannot be eroded.
The torrent stopped, Luo Qingyan and his daughter were able to cross the river, and when they stepped into the Naihe Bridge, a severe pain came to their hearts.
I saw Chu Wuque covered in blood, but he stood with his hands behind his back, like a standing giant, while Yu Xiuting was drooping her eyes with tears in her eyes, her pretty face turned pale; Yang Ye sighed and shook her head; Yuan Qitian sometimes cried, sometimes laughed, sometimes drank, and sometimes scolded
Luo Qingyan's footsteps suddenly stopped, her heart seemed to be torn apart, her body kept shaking, her lips were pursed gently, she wanted to speak but couldn't say a word, only she could see a faint lip shape.
Wei Xuexin's beautiful eyes were blurred, and she stood there stupidly and did not dare to move. After staring at Chu Wuque for a moment, tears burst out uncontrollably.
Hugh, I heard a charming smile, and Chu Wanbing said with a smile on her face, "Why are you crying? Are you still standing here?"
After saying that, he walked towards Chu Wuque and said in a sweet voice: Dad, let’s go home quickly!
After shouting a few times, Chu Wuque still didn't respond. Chu Wanbing stamped her feet and said coquettishly: Daddy, if you ignore me, I will let you eat berberine stewed bitter melon in the future!
When the father and daughter lived in seclusion in the mountains in the past, Chu Wanbing was resentful when she was scolded by her father, she would only make one dish of berberine stewed bitter gourd while cooking, and Chu Wuque's eyebrows and noses were stuck together. However, Chu Wuque could not cook, so in the end he could only admit defeat to his little ancestor.
Binger...
Luo Qingyan's throat was astringent, and tears flowed down her face. She saw that Chu Wanbing was unwilling to face this fact, and she still had the last trace of fantasy in her heart, so she pretended to be crazy and foolish, acting coquettish
Chu Wanbing turned around and squinted her eyes and smiled at her mother: Mom, is it good to make braised pork tonight? Not only will the stinky father try it, but he will also give the little thief a few pieces!
Just as Chu Wanbing smiled sweetly, Chu Wuque's body began to gradually disappear and gradually turned into ashes... Dad!
Chu Wanbing suddenly turned her head and pounced on her father, but she only threw herself into the air, and her whole body fell into a full body. Her tender white face was wiped a lot, and her face was covered with stasis.
Luo Qingyan called out to Bing'er and rushed towards Chu Wanbing, hugging her in her arms, trying to comfort her, but found that her heart was already scarred. As soon as she opened her mouth, she cried. The mother and daughter hugged her head and cried bitterly.
Wei Xuexin's face was pale. After trembling for a while, she could no longer hold on. Her knees softened and she knelt down on the ground and covered her face sobbed. After Yu Xiuting sighed, she squatted beside her daughter and hugged her, closed her eyes and shed tears.
After crying for a while, Chu Wanbing bit her red lip, wiped her tears, and forced her to smile and said: Don’t cry, Daddy has done such a great thing, and he will definitely be born in the next life. Naihe Bridge is here, Daddy also saves the trouble of crossing Qiyinling and crossing Sandu River, and you can be reincarnated directly.
Yu Xiuting's eyes were red and she sighed: Bing'er, Wuque... In order to set up this sword formation, he has dispersed his soul. He... has no reincarnation.
Chu Wanbing felt a heavy blow in her chest, her mouth wide open, and she stayed for half a cup of tea before she realized that she cried again.
There was a cloud of sadness on the Naihe Bridge, and the mother and daughter were crying or crying, and they were sad and sad. Even Yang Ye, the iron-blooded man, had a fever in the corners of his eyes and a sore nose.
Yuan Qitian sighed and thought to himself: I've been wrong, Ruo Bing'er knows about Long Hui...
Thinking of the end, he didn't dare to think about it again
After crying for a while, Chu Wanbing felt a little sad, and then she came to her senses and asked in tears: Where is the little thief? Where is the little thief Long Hui?
A pair of tearful eyes were searching for Long Hui’s traces around, but the more I searched, the more sad I felt. Wei Xuexin also broke away from her mother’s arms and looked for Long Hui’s figure in Naihe Bridge like crazy.
The more this happened, the more desperate he became. In the end, Chu Wanbing finally couldn't help it and shouted to Yuan Qitian and Yang Ye: Where is Long Hui, where is Long Hui?
Yuan Qitian's face turned gloomy, and he didn't dare to look directly at Chu Wanbing's heartbreaking gaze. He quickly turned his head, picked up the wine gourd and drank it randomly.
Yang Ye sighed and said: Long Hui was defeated by his accomplice.
Wei Xuexin said Ah, and her eyes were dark and she was about to faint. Fortunately, Chu Wanbing was clear-headed and was about to hold her up, and she lost her true energy and returned her breath.
Wei Xuexin opened her eyes and said wailingly: Sister, Brother Long...has he been miserable?
Chu Wanbing bit her lip and said: Fool, the little thief was not drowned even when he fell into the Sandu River. What is a mere Forgetful River? He will climb up in a while.
Yang Ye sighed bitterly: Two girls... Long Hui was hit by the Soul-Turning Spirit Skill and had become a baby. Now it is probably a bad luck!
Wei Xuexin fainted directly. Chu Wanbing looked at Yang Ye and then at the Wangchuan River under the bridge. She suffered repeated blows. She no longer knew what tears were, or she had already dried up.
After handing Wei Xuexin to Yu Xiuting, Chu Wanbing quietly walked to the bridge railing with her back facing everyone. Her pair of snow-white jade hands tightly held the bridge railing. Her black hair and white clothes fluttered gently with the river wind, which was particularly sad.
Little thief... Little thief...
Chu Wanbing whispered to herself, and the tenderness of the past appeared in her mind. She felt her nose sore and she seemed to be about to cry again, but she felt a stinging pain in her eyes. Then a liquid flowed down. When she reached out, her hands were full of red. Looking at the reflection of the river water under the bridge, Chu Wanbing only saw two lines of blood and tears flowing out from her eyes and sliding across her white and tender face.
Chu Wanbing murmured to himself: Oh no, I cried so ugly, if the little thief saw me, he would definitely laugh at me. So he wiped away the blood and tears with his sleeve, bit his lip, and took a deep breath. A hint of gentle smile appeared on his face again, just like a hundred flowers blooming, which was in sharp contrast with this dark underworld.
The little thief must have not gone far yet. He should be able to chase him now. He must hurry up and stare at him, otherwise this bastard will be flirting with the bride again.
Chu Wanbing thought of it and pulled out Feng Yan with her backhand and wiped it towards her neck.
When the sword edge was still half an inch away from the neck, it was clamped by two slender jade fingers. The sword force stopped immediately. Chu Wanbing looked up and saw Luo Qingyan staring at him with frost on her face.
Withdraw!
Luo Qingyan snorted, and when she vomited her true energy, she snatched Feng Yan from Chu Wanbing's hands.
Chu Wanbing shouted sadly: Mom, just let me go with the little thief!
Luo Qingyan felt a tingling pain in her heart and her voice hoarsely: Bing'er, we mother and daughter have both become widows, do you really have the heart to leave your mother?
Chu Wanbing's delicate body trembled, her eyes were blurred, she lowered her head and sobbed a few times, her body softened and fell into her mother's arms, fainting.
A fool!
Luo Qingyan bit her lips and cried, hugging her daughter and lamented, "Dad died young and left her mother and me, now they have left, and left me and Binger and my mother... Could it be that Feng Huáng's bloodline is so unknown, and she will kill her relatives around her?"
If you think of them this way, why not just follow them!
A gloomy sneer rang out, and a figure rushed from the Forgetful River and swept towards Luo Qingyan with a palm
Luo Qingyan's eyes shook her eyes and then she waved her palm to catch them. Unexpectedly, she was weak and was shocked to retreat one after another.
Luo Qingyan said in shock and angrily: It’s your Fu Jiuyin!
Fu Jiuyin proudly stepped onto the Naihe Bridge and hummed: Fu grew up in the Wangchuan River since childhood. The Yin power contained in this river will only help me heal my wounds!
He was so energetic that he was not hurt at all. The injuries left by the fierce battle with Chu Wuque were recovered, and his skills improved greatly.
Among everyone present, Luo Qingyan did not participate in the final bloody battle and her skills were not lost, but even she was forced back by Fu Jiuyin's palm, which could only prove that Fu Jiuyin's skills increased again
The soul energy returns to Yin?
Luo Qingyan immediately understood that Fu Jiuyin must have absorbed the power of Ao Xin, so she was so powerful.
Fu Jiuyin shrugged and said: Yes, the consequences of the demon are really easy to see! But for some reason, Fu's soul energy can return to me.
It turned out that Prajna Repentance was entangled with flesh and blood, and Chu Wuque couldn't help but escape, so he killed it with sword energy, but it also gave Ao Xin's soul energy to escape to Fu Jiuyin, enhancing the power of the underworld master.
The pain of losing your husband, Luo Qingyan went to extreme anger and stuffed Chu Wanbing to Yu Xiuting to take care of him, and said with a snorting: The dog slave who is constantly angry, I will tear you to pieces today
Yu Xiuting and others were seriously injured and were powerless to do anything about this battle. They could only fight on the sidelines
Fu Jiuyin said: Fu is here, if the demon queen has the ability, come and take it!
good!
No more nonsense, Luo Qingyan's palm thunder moved, and a powerful Yuangu force struck Fu Jiuyin
Fu Jiuyin turned into a storm of cold wind to avoid Luo Qingyan's palm power, and rushed towards Yuan Qitian and Yang Ye like lightning.
The two of them were exhausted. They watched the crisis approaching but were unable to resist. When they met, they were concentrated by the yin energy. They fell to the ground in a gurgle and fell into a coma.
Ao Xin's move not only eliminates two threats, but also shows provocation. Luo Qingyan was so angry that her eyebrows were raised, and she turned into Lingxiao and attacked him. Ao Xin paused and turned to fight.
I saw the Nine Netherworld Techniques come out in response, and a ghost singing in the world summons the ghosts of the Nine Realms, and they defeated the six phases of Lingxiao in one fell swoop.
Luo Qingyan's veins shook sharply, her pretty face turned pale, and she stepped back with panting
Ao Xin laughed: It is rumored that Feng Huáng's bloodline can last forever, but I don't know what Xuanji the soul of this Feng Huáng is
While speaking, he used the Nine Netherworld Techniques again, and one move, the King of Patriarch waved and attacked Luo Qingyan.
Luo Qingyan was not willing to be outdone, so she launched the Five Phoenix Heart Art to fight back, and fought again, and it turned out that the King of Hades was showing off his evil spirit, and Feng Huáng Zheyi
I saw the king of Hades's power, and the battle sword was cut down. Feng Huáng's wings broke, Luo Qingyan added another injury, and her red lips were vomited red
Fu Jiuyin took advantage of the victory to pursue and used Narao to capture the soul. The strong Yin Qi turned into chains and shot towards Luo Qingyan. Feng Huáng's spiritual fire was hard to stop. I saw the iron chain chain of Feng Huáng. Luo Qingyan not only stopped her body, but her soul was also clamped by her opponent. These chains were not only aimed at the body, but more of the soul.
Get out of Fu Jiuyin!
Seeing that Luo Qingyan was about to be sucked, Yu Xiuting put down the unconscious two girls of ice and snow, and forced her to wield her sword to help fight.
The sword aimed at Ningguang, but the sword energy was less than 50% as before. Fu Jiuyin's eyelids did not lift up, and he only burst out the body protection energy and blocked the sword immortal's style.
Fu Jiuyin glanced at Yu Xiuting and said: Since Master Yu can't wait to see the mistress, then Fu will be a good person again.
While speaking, Fu Jiuyin used the Nine Netherworld Method again. This time it was a soldier to seize the soul. It was both a supreme move against the soul. Fu Jiuyin used a two-speed move, and vowed to take the soul of the Demon Queen Sword Immortal.
Luo and Yu felt that their souls were torn apart, and their bodies began to be out of control. The five senses gradually disappeared, and the six consciousnesses were confused. Although they used the Yuangong to compete, the skills of Master Ming increased greatly, and all resistance seemed so small and in vain.
Yu Xiuting was seriously injured and lost her soul first.
Luo Qingyan followed closely behind, and the seven souls had been pulled out
Suddenly, a sword energy swept across, cutting off the soul-catching spirit of the talisman Jiuyin. Then the sword light flashed, and the sword light shone, and the souls of the two returned to their bodies, and their spirits were refreshed and their souls were restored to their fullest.
Fu Jiuyin was surprised and looked for the source of the sword light and thought to himself: Could it be Chu Wuque's sword formation?
After looking back, I found that the sword formation did not move abnormally, so I breathed a sigh of relief: This sword formation is just to protect the Naihe Bridge. As long as I don’t do anything to target the Naihe Bridge, the sword formation will not attack me, but where did this sword light come from
Master Ming was still shocked, but he saw the Jue Xian Sword flying in the air and slashing in front of Luo Qingyan and Yu Xiuting, and deliberately protecting the flowers.
Since the ancient sword splits the Hall of Reincarnation, it has been buried deep underground. Now it has appeared again. It is so dazzling that it is full of sharpness and sharpness, without any rust or copper, showing the style of the time of the wilderness to the fullest
Fu Jiuyin's heart suddenly beating violently, and an indescribable terror surged into his heart. He couldn't help but take three steps back, staring blankly behind Luo Qingyan.
With familiarity in the strangeness, with love and hate in the familiarity, Luo Qingyan's heart beat violently, her body was trembling, and there was no bright light in her eyes, with fear, sadness, anger, disappointment, and indistinguishable complexity. She wanted to turn her head, but her snow-white and slender jade neck seemed to be pressed by some heavy object, and she couldn't move. Her moist red lips were even pale than when the qi and blood were damaged, and she was terrifyingly white, like two thin white jade
Fu Jiuyin suppressed the fear in his heart and said with hatred: Long Hui, you are not dead?
Looking down on the world, contemptuous of the three realms, looking down on the heavens, a figure came from afar, wherever it passed, the ghosts who were still wandering on the Naihe Bridge had escaped into the cycle of reincarnation and transcend suffering
Long Hui came with his hands behind his back, but his expression was strong and steady, his posture was elegant and leisurely. He seemed to mock the people, but he was compassionate to the heavens and the heavens, and he also had a sense of an ancient abyss, as if the heaven and earth were all under his feet.
As Long Hui walked past, Luo Qingyan finally saw the person in front of her clearly, as if all her strength passed by him, and her feet fell to the ground with her towering chest, and her eyes were filled with seven parts of hatred, two parts of anger, and one part of confusion.
Although Yu Xiuting felt that Long Hui was unusual, she still reminded her: Long Hui, Fu Jiuyin has absorbed the awesome soul energy and her skills have greatly increased. Be careful!
Long Hui nodded, but he didn't raise his eyelids. He glanced at Fu Jiuyin and chuckled: The little ghost in the evil realm is not bad.
It is a lie, or it is true, looking down on the power of the world, and the ability of the real dragon to appear in the world, only makes Fu Jiuyin feel the fear of being small as an ant
It's outrageous!
Fu Jiuyin forced fear into anger, and then launched the Nine Netherworld Method again. The Yin Feng suddenly became a ghost, and the arrogant heart helped the battle. The King of Hell protected him, and the Black Evil praised him. He turned all the soul energy of the fellow practitioners who died in battle into this blow. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the heaven and earth were unbalanced.
Facing the extreme move, Long Hui actually raised his sleeves lightly, and an invisible force blocked Fu Jiuyin firmly. Then he suddenly heard Long Hui sneer: Is that all?
Before he finished speaking, Fu Jiuyin heard a loud shout, and it was instantly destroyed, both body and spirit were destroyed, and a sound of soul and energy disappeared, and there was no time to return to Yin.
Yu Xiuting couldn't believe her eyes. Long Hui in front of her seemed to have done nothing. Fu Jiuyin completely disappeared, as if it had never existed, and like a fly that was slapped to death by someone. She was full of suspicion and wanted to ask, but smelled a scent of fragrance. Luo Qingyan, who had collapsed to the ground, rushed up and rushed towards Long Hui.
Xue Yu's slender hand raised, mixed with a faint fragrance. Luo Qingyan ignored the momentum that transcends heaven and earth and slapped Long Hui's face with a blow.
Xuantian Zhenlong, why don’t you die yet!
Luo Qingyan's beautiful eyes emitted anger of hatred and asked word by word
Blood-stained Yin Ming is finally over, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief
Fu Jiuyin only felt that the flames in front of him were like a fire phoenix coming, making people scream that the heat waves were making him unable to breathe, and his muscles, bones and internal organs seemed to have been evaporated. Only by exposing the Yin Ming Yuan Gong to block the Buddha's Fire Sword Qi
The soul energy of the King of Hell, the black evil spirit, the essence of the underworld master, and the three powers gathered together to form, and ten thousand ghosts came to pay homage to the crowd of evil praise, and the fire sword energy turned into a phoenix spreading wings, which was the Fengxi Sword Skill
The most powerful move was against each other, but the strong light burst out, and only the loud bang was heard, but the air was running around. The Master of Underworld Fu Jiuyin was defeated!
The body was burned by Buddha's fire, the sword energy entered the body, Fu Jiuyin groaned and fell into the river, unknown life and death
He tried his best to defeat Fu Jiuyin. Chu Wuque's true energy was extremely exhausted. When he returned to his breath, he suddenly felt the strong wind coming from behind him. Although he had a sense of the sensation, he was suffering from exhaustion of strength and could not return to the sky.
After a moment of touch, Chu Wuque's back door was hit by Ao Xin. He felt two subsequent different palm forces penetrated into his body. One of them was the Zhenque thunder, and the other was the Yin Fire Ghost Thunder.
Yin and Yang Lei Gang kept hitting in Chu Wuque's body, and the strong thunder force destroyed the sword saint's Qi vein.
Ao Xin takes advantage of the victory to pursue, the left hand raises Xun Feng Li Fire, the right hand accepts the big and big reincarnation, the right hand merges into a strong whirlwind, and then rushes to the sword saint
The sharp force cuts the flesh and hurts, Chu Wuque is not afraid at all, the sword heart rises again, and the mind of the gods penetrates the gaps of the enemy
The combination of good and evil moves, although it has power, the aura of the central elixir is slightly stagnant!
Chu Wuque's eyes closed and he saw the mystery. A move of the Divine Tribulation Sword Technique penetrated Feng's eyes and pointed directly at the pill in Ao Xin's heart.
Two muffled groans sounded at the same time, Ao Xin was pierced by Chu Wuque's central pill, Chu Wuque was also severely injured, and the two of them were injured again
Ao Xin covered her chest and sneered: Change one move, Chu Wuque, I see how many moves you can block!
Relying on the protection of Yin Qi, the injury recovered quickly, without fear, and was sure to win, so he spoke sarcastic
Chu Wuque reached out to wipe away the blood in the corner of his mouth, stretched out three fingers, and snorted coldly: Three moves, Chu only blocked three moves! After three moves, you will be killed!
Ao Xin raised her eyebrows and said with a angrily expression: What a big tone, then it depends on who has three moves of hatred!
Ao Xin shouted angrily and sacrificed the strongest stance. He saw that the great and small reincarnation tribulation instantly transformed into a ghost and god in the underworld. He saw a six-eyed evil ghost stepping on the corpses of sentient beings and appearing in the world. The entire Naihe Bridge began to shake endlessly. It was the ghost who could not kill the world?
The desolate spirit died!
Ghosts and gods are pressing against the realm, and the wild spirit swallows the sky. Chu Wuque greets it coldly and says calmly: The second half of the Sword Skill is still used, so you can use your dog head to sacrifice to Chu's Sword!
Three moves to bet on life, the sword saint condenses energy, and the true energy storage, a powerful sword intent surges out, turning the surroundings into a world of nothingness. The will of the sword scattered between heaven and earth, covering the entire Yinming Underworld, the Yinsha barrier dissipates for no reason, and the six reincarnation formations no longer exist
Facing the sword saint's move to gambling life, Ao Xin's face condensed, urging his true energy, and even the void was shaken.
Ask the sky with one sword!
Chu Wuque pondered, and with a light wave of Prajna Repentance, it turned out that the sword entered the void, without reason, without trace
The true energy of the Proud Heart protects the body burst out, and its strength penetrated three feet away. Then the extreme move was already out, and the ghosts roared, and the ghost claws showed their power.
The spontaneous sword energy surrounded the ghosts and gods, and broke through the dangerous barrier. The ghosts and gods waved their arms to hit the sword energy. In an instant, both sides were injured, their arrogant souls shook, and their Taoist body was almost about to be crushed, while Chu Wuque spitted out Zhu Hong.
However, Chu Wuque's mouth of blood played an unexpected role. The sword saint was moved in all his heart, and the sword heart was connected to the gods. The blood was poured into the sword qi. The sword qi mixed with the sword saint's will to win will exert his power again. In the instant, the sword qi containing the Buddha's bones and relics fire not only severely damaged the body of Ao Xin, but also burned its soul. Three souls and seven spirits suddenly cut off five souls, leaving only three souls and two souls.
The soul was severely injured, and the arrogance was heartbroken and wailed continuously. However, Chu Wuque was also not feeling well. The internal organs were severely injured and almost wanted to crush them. They temporarily bonded the internal organs with pure innate qi and relic fire.
Chu Wuque, I want you to die without a complete body!
Enduring the severe damage of the soul, Ao Xin made another move regardless of the consequences. This time it was the innate supreme hexagram, and the eight hexagrams were all moved.
Although Ao Xin was a heavy blow, with the benefit of the Yin Qi of the Underworld, he actually brought the innate Jue Gua to the limit, and his reputation was so powerful that he was not inferior to the Immortal Sect at all.
At this time, fighting is will and belief. Chu Wuque holds his sword heart and draws the three realms with one sword, God's tribulation, Rebirth, Fengxiáng, Lingrou, Nayuan, Xingsu, Wentian Seven Sword Decisions at the same time, and the Holy Spirit's Seven-Secret Combo combo of the Qi of the Holy Spirit
The figures intertwined, and the ultimate move was the seven-minded gossip, and the sword saint suppressed his apology
I saw Ao Xin's body suddenly explode into thousands of flesh and blood, and a lonely soul floated out
Eliminate evil!
Chu Wuque suppressed the heavy internal injuries. He was about to hold a sword and chase the remnant soul of Ao Xin, but found that Prajna Chan was entangled by a soft and extraordinary force. After careful observation, it was the flesh and blood of the body of the Immortal Sect.
It turns out that Ao Xin knew that the defeat was settled and was killed by Prajna Repentance, so he used the secret technique of the evil realm and the flesh-and-blood chain.
Come and entangle the Prajna Repentance and take the opportunity to escape
Chu Wuque snorted: Can you leave? The evil thief will save his life!
Immediately pinched the sword technique with my hands, and then I used a sword technique with my naked hands. The sharp sword light penetrated the residual soul, leaving a wail in the sky, and my pride was destroyed!
With Ao Xin's death and Fu Jiuyin's retreat, the six reincarnation formations gradually lost their effectiveness. The suppressed people also recovered and stood up hard. However, Chu Wuque was exhausted at this moment and fell to the ground with a thump.
Nothing is missing!
Yu Xiuting plucked up her remaining strength and rushed to Chu Wuque's side. She stretched out her hand and found that her heart was about to break. Chu Wuque's internal organs were broken, his muscles and bones were broken, and he had half of his foot stepped into the gate of hell.
Suddenly, a fire shot towards him. Yu Xiuting set out her sword with her backhand, and after fighting each other, she was shocked several steps back.
When I turned around, I saw that Cang Shitian had already taken over the Prajna Repentance.
The Heavenly Magical Method is the nemesis of the Yin Gong of the Evil Realm, so Cang Shitian's damage is the least in the six realms of reincarnation formation. In addition, the magical effect of the Heavenly Magical Method, Cang Shitian has recovered five successful powers in a short time, and the others have only 30% of their energy at most, so he took the opportunity to attack and snatch the Prajna Repentance.
Prajna Repentance contains the true essence of fire, which complements my body. If you get this sword, who else is my opponent in the world.
Looking at Chu Wuque, who was unknown to life and death, Cang Shitian thought to himself: Take his life while he is sick!
Cang Shitian was concerned about the power of the Sword Saint, and he had a desire to take the opportunity to kill his strong enemy to eliminate future troubles. So he picked up the Prajna Repentance and wanted to cut off Chu Wuque's head.
The sword was only half an inch away from Chu Wuque's neck, and Yu Xiuting's heart was almost jumping out of her throat. Tears instantly poured out of her eyes and said with a sweet voice: No!
The heart was about to break, and the tears were helpless. It was because Xiuting was desperate. The Prajna Repentance paused, and a burning relic fire gushed out from the hilt of the sword. Rao Cang Shitian practiced the fire-like body, but he could not bear the flame that made Cang Shitian's palm red
While the holy fire burned, Cang Shitian didn't know if he was dazzled, but he actually saw Bai Lian glaring at him. After blinking, he saw Chu Wuque standing proudly in front of him.
Touching the sword saint's eyes, Cang Shitian felt a sense of fear
Chu Wuque snorted: How can the White Lotus relics be defiled by you, a despicable villain? Take them for me!
Chu Wuque stretched out his five fingers and forced his fingers to Cang Shitian's wrist. Then he grabbed it suddenly, and the sound of Kala bones broke. Cang Shitian's wrist bones cracked, making it so painful that he could no longer hold the sword.
Chu Wuque saw the sword leaving his hand, so he let go of Cang Shitian's wrist and caught the sword before it landed.
The right wrist was injured, Cang Shitian was extremely angry, and he was terrified to the side of his gallbladder. He pushed out a red-refined and broken golden hand with his left hand. However, Chu Wuque extended his sword finger and just pointed it at the palm of Cang Shitian's palm. With a whoosh, Cang Shitian's palm was bleeding, and it was actually shot into a hole by the sword energy.
Cang Shitian was frightened and did not dare to fight again. He turned around and fled. In an instant, he turned into a fire and fled far away.
Chu Wuque didn't chase him, and his eyes looked at the Demon Lord and the Sin Monk, and said lightly: It's a place of right and wrong, you two should leave!
Although the words are polite, they have a majesty that cannot be offended, and they are even more like threatening words.
The two were severely injured, and with the remnant power of the Sword Saint, they had already decided to retreat and left the idea of taking advantage of the troubled waters.
The potential threats had already left, and Chu Wuque's eyes became a little dim, and his face gradually became gray. Yu Xiuting hurriedly rushed over and supported him: Wuque, are you okay?
At the same time, a scream came from afar: Wuque!
Chu Wuque mustered up his strength to look at him, and saw a white dress running towards him, with two pretty young girls behind him
Although Chu Wuque's eyes were blurred and his strength was almost exhausted, his heart still felt a little warm.
Qingyan, Xiuting, Bing'er, Xuexin...
Chu Wuque silently muttered these names
Just ten steps away, Jiuyou reappeared, and I saw that the water of the Wangchuan River flowed backwards like a waterfall from top to bottom. It almost never had the water level of the Naihe Bridge, and it surged in an instant. Just ten steps turned into an insurmountable gully.
Whether it is the incarnation of Feng Huáng or the magical powers of the demon clan, it is difficult to cross the line in front of the evil water of the Yin River that breaks the dam
Forgetful rivers break the dam, swallow the cycle of reincarnation, but what will happen again, the evil realm is the dominant one
Not only can the people outside the bridge not come in, but even the people on the bridge cannot get out. Yu Xiuting was touched by the river, and she felt her soul fluctuating and almost unconscious. Yang Ye and Yuan Qitian were like this, and her whole face was almost like a pig's liver.
Both soul-catching and soul-attracting are similar methods. They use special yin power to take away the soul. The water of the Forget River can attract souls, but as long as there are enough and the flow speed is fast enough, it can attract souls and souls. Not only can it attract souls and souls, but even living people will suffer.
Emperor Li, who was far away in the Abyss of Nine Netherworld, has successfully introduced the river water into Fengdu. This time, he not only opened a river channel to divert water, but also used the method of chaos in another world to lead the river water to the sky above Fengdu. With the upside down momentum, he drowned from top to bottom, flooded Fengdu and destroyed Naihe Bridge.
Countless ghosts were washed away by the surging river water, leaving no trace left. The four people on the bridge were also in danger. Not only did they have to withstand the surging waves, but they also had to endure the torture of the turbulent soul.
Little thief, dad!
Chu Wanbing's anxious shout came from the outside, Uncle Yuan, Ernie...
Mom, Brother Long, Dad...
Wei Xuexin was so anxious that she burst into tears, stomped her feet and shouted, but she couldn't get close to her
Luo Qingyan's eyes closed and she sacrificed the Feng Huáng Spiritual Fire to sweep a path, but the surging river water was like a thousand kilograms of rocks. No matter how hot the Feng Huáng fire was, it was difficult to move.
The Forget River has flooded most of the Naihe Bridge, but everyone cannot escape. Chu Wuque inserted his backhand into the Prajna Repentance, and the sword edge inserted into the bridge stone. The relics fire broke out, evaporating the river within ten steps around him, allowing the three of them to recover. However, the river water is getting more and more, and after many fierce battles with the Prajna Repentance, a lot of relics fire has been consumed. Although it can be automatically restored, it seems that the water drops at this time. The distant fire cannot save the nearby water.
Suddenly, Chu Wuque's eyes were fixed and his mind was full of ideas.
The body, which was already on the verge of death, now supported a world. Chu Wuque held the sword with five fingers, and forced himself to lift his true energy regardless of his internal injuries, and his mouth and nose kept bleeding.
Wuque, stop now!
Yu Xiuting's voice was hoarse, and she was already in the rain, and she couldn't cry. Chu Wuque's actions were undoubtedly suicide.
She tried her best to stop her, but was blocked by the true energy emitted from Chu Wuque's body. Chu Wuque had become a void within three steps.
Suddenly, with a loud shout, Chu Wuque dispersed his will and expanded outward
The sword intent scattered in the three realms, and the heaven and earth were both sensed. The thousands of sword weapons in China were anxious at the same time, as if they were moved by an invisible force.
Chu Wuque gritted his teeth and persevered, and the sword heart was connected to the limit. In an instant, a strange cloud suddenly appeared over Fengjun. Thunder and lightning were made, and thousands of swords were spreading in the thunder clouds, constantly rotating around Fengjun, as if looking for an entrance and path.
Chu Wuque shouted: Bailian, please help me!
The Sword Saint shouted loudly, and the Prajna Repentance suddenly appeared. A beautiful figure slowly walked over, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were filled with light, and he gently tapped his head towards Chu Wuque. In an instant, the Prajna Repentance ignited a thousand-foot tongue again, turning into a fire and rushing into the sky.
Sword flying Naihe Bridge, flying away from Fengdu, crossing the Sandu River, flashing through Qiyin Ridge, piercing the way of return, turning into Mars, and shooting towards the sky
The Prajna Repentance, which turned into Mars, was like a guide, passing by the thunder clouds, and thousands of swords were resonated with each other, following the Prajna Repentance to rush to the Ghost City of Fengdu
Each sword carried Buddha's bone relic fire. Ten thousand swords penetrated downwards, and did not enter the water. The rushing river water was steaming, and it steamed dry in an instant. However, the two rivers opened in the Sha Domain still gushed out of the river and kept pounced towards the Naihe Bridge.
Chu Wuque, the Forget River has all flowed into Fengdu. I don’t believe you have the ability to evaporate the entire Forget River! Emperor Li’s voice sounded from the Nine Nether Abyss. He is now in the Nine Nether Abyss. Although he successfully introduced the water into Fengdu, he was unable to participate in the battle in time.
Chu Wuque sneered and said: Although Chu cannot evaporate the Forget River, he can make the river water unable to pass through the Naihe Bridge forever!
Prajna Repentance returns and steps in front of Chu Wuque again
Looking at the sword, Chu Wuque slowly stretched out his right hand, held the hilt of the sword, constantly burning the essence of life, scattered into the sword intent, and refined the soul. With a squeal, Chu Wuque's ischemia cracked, and blood splashed out in all directions, and a sad red appeared on the Naihe Bridge.
I saw blood splattering and falling on the ten thousand swords. Each drop was filled with the will of the Sword Saint, and the last will was to protect the Naihe Bridge!
I saw Prajna Chan lightning up, and among the fire and electricity, thousands of swords moved, circling and flying, setting up endless peerless sword formations around Naihe. No matter how surging the water of the Wangchuan River surging, it could not be as good as Naihe Bridge. It could only flow under the bridge obediently. Then the sword energy turned into the realm, and a river was opened around Naihe Bridge, bringing the river water from east to west out of Fengdu and introducing it into the Sandu River, thus forming the everlasting flow of Fengdu.
From a distance, the ruins of the Hall of Reincarnation have become a big river, and a stone bridge stands in the river, crossing the boundaries of life and death, connecting the yin and yang reincarnation, and guiding the suffering and undead to return to the red dust.
The kind soul passed through the Naihe Bridge, and those who had deep sins fell into the water, and the cold bone-blazing sword formation that was soaked in the river forever. The ten thousand swords turned into virtual, and the entire Naihe Bridge returned to silence again. Not only did the ten thousand swords disappear, but even the Prajna Repentance escape into the void.
Yu Xiuting's sword heart moved and saw the reality and reality; the shape of thousands of swords rotated around the Naihe Bridge, and each sword was the power of the seven holy spirit. No matter who dared to be unfavorable to Naihe Bridge, the sword weapon that escaped into the void would appear. At that time, the ten thousand swords returned to the sect and killed the enemy invisibly.
Suddenly, bursts of roars came from the river channel of the Nine Nether Abyss. Yu Xiuting recognized this voice, and it was Emperor Li.
I saw a thunder slashing through the air, swearing to break the Ten Thousand Swords Protecting Array
Suddenly, the sword energy reappeared, and the thunder containing the evil power of all evil suddenly turned into ash. However, the sword energy had not stopped and shot towards the two rivers opened by the evil domain.
Ten thousand swords crisscrossed, and the void collapsed, cutting off the two rivers, sealing the evil domain into the Nine Nether Abyss, shattering the evil domain into the ambition of Fengdu in one fell swoop.
The river channel is closed, indicating that the connection between the evil realm and Fengdu has been completely cut off; the sword formation protects the bridge, indicating that the cycle of reincarnation will no longer be spyed, and the ghost will be freed.
A battle in Fengdu, the three religions were severely damaged, the leader fell, and the evil domain was also full of elites. Although the Forgetful River flowed into Fengdu completely, it was tamed by Chu Wuque's sword formation, and obediently flowed under the Naihe Bridge, becoming a punishment for severe punishment for evil spirits.
Not only that, the Wangchuan River has been connected to the Sandu River, and the Shayuan can no longer draw the river water back. It can be said that the chickens are stealing and the rice cannot be eroded.
The torrent stopped, Luo Qingyan and his daughter were able to cross the river, and when they stepped into the Naihe Bridge, a severe pain came to their hearts.
I saw Chu Wuque covered in blood, but he stood with his hands behind his back, like a standing giant, while Yu Xiuting was drooping her eyes with tears in her eyes, her pretty face turned pale; Yang Ye sighed and shook her head; Yuan Qitian sometimes cried, sometimes laughed, sometimes drank, and sometimes scolded
Luo Qingyan's footsteps suddenly stopped, her heart seemed to be torn apart, her body kept shaking, her lips were pursed gently, she wanted to speak but couldn't say a word, only she could see a faint lip shape.
Wei Xuexin's beautiful eyes were blurred, and she stood there stupidly and did not dare to move. After staring at Chu Wuque for a moment, tears burst out uncontrollably.
Hugh, I heard a charming smile, and Chu Wanbing said with a smile on her face, "Why are you crying? Are you still standing here?"
After saying that, he walked towards Chu Wuque and said in a sweet voice: Dad, let’s go home quickly!
After shouting a few times, Chu Wuque still didn't respond. Chu Wanbing stamped her feet and said coquettishly: Daddy, if you ignore me, I will let you eat berberine stewed bitter melon in the future!
When the father and daughter lived in seclusion in the mountains in the past, Chu Wanbing was resentful when she was scolded by her father, she would only make one dish of berberine stewed bitter gourd while cooking, and Chu Wuque's eyebrows and noses were stuck together. However, Chu Wuque could not cook, so in the end he could only admit defeat to his little ancestor.
Binger...
Luo Qingyan's throat was astringent, and tears flowed down her face. She saw that Chu Wanbing was unwilling to face this fact, and she still had the last trace of fantasy in her heart, so she pretended to be crazy and foolish, acting coquettish
Chu Wanbing turned around and squinted her eyes and smiled at her mother: Mom, is it good to make braised pork tonight? Not only will the stinky father try it, but he will also give the little thief a few pieces!
Just as Chu Wanbing smiled sweetly, Chu Wuque's body began to gradually disappear and gradually turned into ashes... Dad!
Chu Wanbing suddenly turned her head and pounced on her father, but she only threw herself into the air, and her whole body fell into a full body. Her tender white face was wiped a lot, and her face was covered with stasis.
Luo Qingyan called out to Bing'er and rushed towards Chu Wanbing, hugging her in her arms, trying to comfort her, but found that her heart was already scarred. As soon as she opened her mouth, she cried. The mother and daughter hugged her head and cried bitterly.
Wei Xuexin's face was pale. After trembling for a while, she could no longer hold on. Her knees softened and she knelt down on the ground and covered her face sobbed. After Yu Xiuting sighed, she squatted beside her daughter and hugged her, closed her eyes and shed tears.
After crying for a while, Chu Wanbing bit her red lip, wiped her tears, and forced her to smile and said: Don’t cry, Daddy has done such a great thing, and he will definitely be born in the next life. Naihe Bridge is here, Daddy also saves the trouble of crossing Qiyinling and crossing Sandu River, and you can be reincarnated directly.
Yu Xiuting's eyes were red and she sighed: Bing'er, Wuque... In order to set up this sword formation, he has dispersed his soul. He... has no reincarnation.
Chu Wanbing felt a heavy blow in her chest, her mouth wide open, and she stayed for half a cup of tea before she realized that she cried again.
There was a cloud of sadness on the Naihe Bridge, and the mother and daughter were crying or crying, and they were sad and sad. Even Yang Ye, the iron-blooded man, had a fever in the corners of his eyes and a sore nose.
Yuan Qitian sighed and thought to himself: I've been wrong, Ruo Bing'er knows about Long Hui...
Thinking of the end, he didn't dare to think about it again
After crying for a while, Chu Wanbing felt a little sad, and then she came to her senses and asked in tears: Where is the little thief? Where is the little thief Long Hui?
A pair of tearful eyes were searching for Long Hui’s traces around, but the more I searched, the more sad I felt. Wei Xuexin also broke away from her mother’s arms and looked for Long Hui’s figure in Naihe Bridge like crazy.
The more this happened, the more desperate he became. In the end, Chu Wanbing finally couldn't help it and shouted to Yuan Qitian and Yang Ye: Where is Long Hui, where is Long Hui?
Yuan Qitian's face turned gloomy, and he didn't dare to look directly at Chu Wanbing's heartbreaking gaze. He quickly turned his head, picked up the wine gourd and drank it randomly.
Yang Ye sighed and said: Long Hui was defeated by his accomplice.
Wei Xuexin said Ah, and her eyes were dark and she was about to faint. Fortunately, Chu Wanbing was clear-headed and was about to hold her up, and she lost her true energy and returned her breath.
Wei Xuexin opened her eyes and said wailingly: Sister, Brother Long...has he been miserable?
Chu Wanbing bit her lip and said: Fool, the little thief was not drowned even when he fell into the Sandu River. What is a mere Forgetful River? He will climb up in a while.
Yang Ye sighed bitterly: Two girls... Long Hui was hit by the Soul-Turning Spirit Skill and had become a baby. Now it is probably a bad luck!
Wei Xuexin fainted directly. Chu Wanbing looked at Yang Ye and then at the Wangchuan River under the bridge. She suffered repeated blows. She no longer knew what tears were, or she had already dried up.
After handing Wei Xuexin to Yu Xiuting, Chu Wanbing quietly walked to the bridge railing with her back facing everyone. Her pair of snow-white jade hands tightly held the bridge railing. Her black hair and white clothes fluttered gently with the river wind, which was particularly sad.
Little thief... Little thief...
Chu Wanbing whispered to herself, and the tenderness of the past appeared in her mind. She felt her nose sore and she seemed to be about to cry again, but she felt a stinging pain in her eyes. Then a liquid flowed down. When she reached out, her hands were full of red. Looking at the reflection of the river water under the bridge, Chu Wanbing only saw two lines of blood and tears flowing out from her eyes and sliding across her white and tender face.
Chu Wanbing murmured to himself: Oh no, I cried so ugly, if the little thief saw me, he would definitely laugh at me. So he wiped away the blood and tears with his sleeve, bit his lip, and took a deep breath. A hint of gentle smile appeared on his face again, just like a hundred flowers blooming, which was in sharp contrast with this dark underworld.
The little thief must have not gone far yet. He should be able to chase him now. He must hurry up and stare at him, otherwise this bastard will be flirting with the bride again.
Chu Wanbing thought of it and pulled out Feng Yan with her backhand and wiped it towards her neck.
When the sword edge was still half an inch away from the neck, it was clamped by two slender jade fingers. The sword force stopped immediately. Chu Wanbing looked up and saw Luo Qingyan staring at him with frost on her face.
Withdraw!
Luo Qingyan snorted, and when she vomited her true energy, she snatched Feng Yan from Chu Wanbing's hands.
Chu Wanbing shouted sadly: Mom, just let me go with the little thief!
Luo Qingyan felt a tingling pain in her heart and her voice hoarsely: Bing'er, we mother and daughter have both become widows, do you really have the heart to leave your mother?
Chu Wanbing's delicate body trembled, her eyes were blurred, she lowered her head and sobbed a few times, her body softened and fell into her mother's arms, fainting.
A fool!
Luo Qingyan bit her lips and cried, hugging her daughter and lamented, "Dad died young and left her mother and me, now they have left, and left me and Binger and my mother... Could it be that Feng Huáng's bloodline is so unknown, and she will kill her relatives around her?"
If you think of them this way, why not just follow them!
A gloomy sneer rang out, and a figure rushed from the Forgetful River and swept towards Luo Qingyan with a palm
Luo Qingyan's eyes shook her eyes and then she waved her palm to catch them. Unexpectedly, she was weak and was shocked to retreat one after another.
Luo Qingyan said in shock and angrily: It’s your Fu Jiuyin!
Fu Jiuyin proudly stepped onto the Naihe Bridge and hummed: Fu grew up in the Wangchuan River since childhood. The Yin power contained in this river will only help me heal my wounds!
He was so energetic that he was not hurt at all. The injuries left by the fierce battle with Chu Wuque were recovered, and his skills improved greatly.
Among everyone present, Luo Qingyan did not participate in the final bloody battle and her skills were not lost, but even she was forced back by Fu Jiuyin's palm, which could only prove that Fu Jiuyin's skills increased again
The soul energy returns to Yin?
Luo Qingyan immediately understood that Fu Jiuyin must have absorbed the power of Ao Xin, so she was so powerful.
Fu Jiuyin shrugged and said: Yes, the consequences of the demon are really easy to see! But for some reason, Fu's soul energy can return to me.
It turned out that Prajna Repentance was entangled with flesh and blood, and Chu Wuque couldn't help but escape, so he killed it with sword energy, but it also gave Ao Xin's soul energy to escape to Fu Jiuyin, enhancing the power of the underworld master.
The pain of losing your husband, Luo Qingyan went to extreme anger and stuffed Chu Wanbing to Yu Xiuting to take care of him, and said with a snorting: The dog slave who is constantly angry, I will tear you to pieces today
Yu Xiuting and others were seriously injured and were powerless to do anything about this battle. They could only fight on the sidelines
Fu Jiuyin said: Fu is here, if the demon queen has the ability, come and take it!
good!
No more nonsense, Luo Qingyan's palm thunder moved, and a powerful Yuangu force struck Fu Jiuyin
Fu Jiuyin turned into a storm of cold wind to avoid Luo Qingyan's palm power, and rushed towards Yuan Qitian and Yang Ye like lightning.
The two of them were exhausted. They watched the crisis approaching but were unable to resist. When they met, they were concentrated by the yin energy. They fell to the ground in a gurgle and fell into a coma.
Ao Xin's move not only eliminates two threats, but also shows provocation. Luo Qingyan was so angry that her eyebrows were raised, and she turned into Lingxiao and attacked him. Ao Xin paused and turned to fight.
I saw the Nine Netherworld Techniques come out in response, and a ghost singing in the world summons the ghosts of the Nine Realms, and they defeated the six phases of Lingxiao in one fell swoop.
Luo Qingyan's veins shook sharply, her pretty face turned pale, and she stepped back with panting
Ao Xin laughed: It is rumored that Feng Huáng's bloodline can last forever, but I don't know what Xuanji the soul of this Feng Huáng is
While speaking, he used the Nine Netherworld Techniques again, and one move, the King of Patriarch waved and attacked Luo Qingyan.
Luo Qingyan was not willing to be outdone, so she launched the Five Phoenix Heart Art to fight back, and fought again, and it turned out that the King of Hades was showing off his evil spirit, and Feng Huáng Zheyi
I saw the king of Hades's power, and the battle sword was cut down. Feng Huáng's wings broke, Luo Qingyan added another injury, and her red lips were vomited red
Fu Jiuyin took advantage of the victory to pursue and used Narao to capture the soul. The strong Yin Qi turned into chains and shot towards Luo Qingyan. Feng Huáng's spiritual fire was hard to stop. I saw the iron chain chain of Feng Huáng. Luo Qingyan not only stopped her body, but her soul was also clamped by her opponent. These chains were not only aimed at the body, but more of the soul.
Get out of Fu Jiuyin!
Seeing that Luo Qingyan was about to be sucked, Yu Xiuting put down the unconscious two girls of ice and snow, and forced her to wield her sword to help fight.
The sword aimed at Ningguang, but the sword energy was less than 50% as before. Fu Jiuyin's eyelids did not lift up, and he only burst out the body protection energy and blocked the sword immortal's style.
Fu Jiuyin glanced at Yu Xiuting and said: Since Master Yu can't wait to see the mistress, then Fu will be a good person again.
While speaking, Fu Jiuyin used the Nine Netherworld Method again. This time it was a soldier to seize the soul. It was both a supreme move against the soul. Fu Jiuyin used a two-speed move, and vowed to take the soul of the Demon Queen Sword Immortal.
Luo and Yu felt that their souls were torn apart, and their bodies began to be out of control. The five senses gradually disappeared, and the six consciousnesses were confused. Although they used the Yuangong to compete, the skills of Master Ming increased greatly, and all resistance seemed so small and in vain.
Yu Xiuting was seriously injured and lost her soul first.
Luo Qingyan followed closely behind, and the seven souls had been pulled out
Suddenly, a sword energy swept across, cutting off the soul-catching spirit of the talisman Jiuyin. Then the sword light flashed, and the sword light shone, and the souls of the two returned to their bodies, and their spirits were refreshed and their souls were restored to their fullest.
Fu Jiuyin was surprised and looked for the source of the sword light and thought to himself: Could it be Chu Wuque's sword formation?
After looking back, I found that the sword formation did not move abnormally, so I breathed a sigh of relief: This sword formation is just to protect the Naihe Bridge. As long as I don’t do anything to target the Naihe Bridge, the sword formation will not attack me, but where did this sword light come from
Master Ming was still shocked, but he saw the Jue Xian Sword flying in the air and slashing in front of Luo Qingyan and Yu Xiuting, and deliberately protecting the flowers.
Since the ancient sword splits the Hall of Reincarnation, it has been buried deep underground. Now it has appeared again. It is so dazzling that it is full of sharpness and sharpness, without any rust or copper, showing the style of the time of the wilderness to the fullest
Fu Jiuyin's heart suddenly beating violently, and an indescribable terror surged into his heart. He couldn't help but take three steps back, staring blankly behind Luo Qingyan.
With familiarity in the strangeness, with love and hate in the familiarity, Luo Qingyan's heart beat violently, her body was trembling, and there was no bright light in her eyes, with fear, sadness, anger, disappointment, and indistinguishable complexity. She wanted to turn her head, but her snow-white and slender jade neck seemed to be pressed by some heavy object, and she couldn't move. Her moist red lips were even pale than when the qi and blood were damaged, and she was terrifyingly white, like two thin white jade
Fu Jiuyin suppressed the fear in his heart and said with hatred: Long Hui, you are not dead?
Looking down on the world, contemptuous of the three realms, looking down on the heavens, a figure came from afar, wherever it passed, the ghosts who were still wandering on the Naihe Bridge had escaped into the cycle of reincarnation and transcend suffering
Long Hui came with his hands behind his back, but his expression was strong and steady, his posture was elegant and leisurely. He seemed to mock the people, but he was compassionate to the heavens and the heavens, and he also had a sense of an ancient abyss, as if the heaven and earth were all under his feet.
As Long Hui walked past, Luo Qingyan finally saw the person in front of her clearly, as if all her strength passed by him, and her feet fell to the ground with her towering chest, and her eyes were filled with seven parts of hatred, two parts of anger, and one part of confusion.
Although Yu Xiuting felt that Long Hui was unusual, she still reminded her: Long Hui, Fu Jiuyin has absorbed the awesome soul energy and her skills have greatly increased. Be careful!
Long Hui nodded, but he didn't raise his eyelids. He glanced at Fu Jiuyin and chuckled: The little ghost in the evil realm is not bad.
It is a lie, or it is true, looking down on the power of the world, and the ability of the real dragon to appear in the world, only makes Fu Jiuyin feel the fear of being small as an ant
It's outrageous!
Fu Jiuyin forced fear into anger, and then launched the Nine Netherworld Method again. The Yin Feng suddenly became a ghost, and the arrogant heart helped the battle. The King of Hell protected him, and the Black Evil praised him. He turned all the soul energy of the fellow practitioners who died in battle into this blow. In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the heaven and earth were unbalanced.
Facing the extreme move, Long Hui actually raised his sleeves lightly, and an invisible force blocked Fu Jiuyin firmly. Then he suddenly heard Long Hui sneer: Is that all?
Before he finished speaking, Fu Jiuyin heard a loud shout, and it was instantly destroyed, both body and spirit were destroyed, and a sound of soul and energy disappeared, and there was no time to return to Yin.
Yu Xiuting couldn't believe her eyes. Long Hui in front of her seemed to have done nothing. Fu Jiuyin completely disappeared, as if it had never existed, and like a fly that was slapped to death by someone. She was full of suspicion and wanted to ask, but smelled a scent of fragrance. Luo Qingyan, who had collapsed to the ground, rushed up and rushed towards Long Hui.
Xue Yu's slender hand raised, mixed with a faint fragrance. Luo Qingyan ignored the momentum that transcends heaven and earth and slapped Long Hui's face with a blow.
Xuantian Zhenlong, why don’t you die yet!
Luo Qingyan's beautiful eyes emitted anger of hatred and asked word by word
Blood-stained Yin Ming is finally over, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief
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