Chapter 1614

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What a great person to have taken over for the Ling Emperor. What qualifications do a bunch of maggots who can only eat shit have to be taken over by the Ling Emperor! !

For peace, for the common people of the world, for the sake of mountains, rivers and the country?

Then you go and resist the invaders! Kill the resisters on your side first, then there will be peace if no one resists? It's really ridiculous that they are still monks and have lived for thousands of years, but they have all lived like dogs.

If you like peace so much, then it’s peace. Even if you don’t resist until you die and become a dog, that’s peace. Anyway, it just doesn’t cause conquest. This is indeed very peaceful, too peaceful.

Your mind is full of calculations, and you are still calculating. You are calculating today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. You are calculating again and again to see if the immortals will be reasonable. The army has overwhelmed you, and you are still calculating here and there to be reasonable. The knife is still there. You have a neck injury, and you use an abacus to cut it with a knife?

Calculation, calculation, calculation, calculation of one's own glory and wealth, not calculation of the descendants of thousands of generations of slaves and maids, peace is never begged, peace is fought for with blood, return it to the venerable? Where is the respect?

Apart from being very powerful, he is just an old white-haired dog.

Xia Yi understood. He didn't make any mistakes at all. He was a person, a dignified person. He was not a maggot that ate shit. The reason Tianling became like this was because Tianba died in the first battle. We have inherited too many sages. If we want to change, we can only destroy and then build. How to destroy?

It's very simple. Only by replacing all those in power today can humanity be restored to purity!

But Xia Yi no longer wants to care about Tian Ling. The Immortal Clan is coming soon, and what happens to Tian Ling in the future has nothing to do with him. Xia Yi is indeed using Tian Ling for Xuanhuang, but isn't Xia Yi also doing it for Tian Ling's good?

There is no conflict in this.

The five regions are besieging Dongxuan. They are not so decisive in dealing with the immortals. They have to come out with all five regions to deal with a little Xia Yi. Of course, it is more to express their stance and show to the immortals that our heavenly spirits have absolutely nothing to do with Xia Yi.

Only he is human, none of us are human!

The five-region army even deliberately slowed down its pace. It is estimated that they want to kill Xia Yi to show to the immortals when the immortals arrive, and give Xia Yi's body to the immortals as a meeting gift. Theoretically speaking, Xia Yi is no longer suitable. It is not suitable to stay in Tianling anymore.

Back to Xuanhuang, at least no one stabbed me in the back.

At the end of this, Xia Yi just asked one sentence.

"What if he dies and the immortals invade the Tianling?"

This is a fact that Tianling can definitely foresee, and it is also Xia Yi's last doubt. He wants to see how Tianling will solve it, but Elder Tianding just replied to the world.

"How could the Immortal Clan invade Tianling? The Immortal Clan and Tianling are originally allies who coexist harmoniously."

At this moment, Xia Yi understood the reason why the five deities were so arrogant, and the core reason why they dared to act so perversely. Emotions had caught up with the master. There was indeed no need for the immortals to destroy the heavenly spirits. For the immortals, the heavenly spirits became the subject. The lower bounds they control are actually better.

So obedient, so loyal, so humble, he was finally taken into the family by his master, and his tail was wagging so happily. Xia Yi used to respect the respected venerable people. After all, their strength is there, just like Xia Yi once Also worship the mighty.

But if they stand in the same realm, without the blessing of the realm, what do they count in Xia Yi's eyes?

On Qingyun Cliff, Xia Yi watched the disciples of the sect leave one after another. It was Xia Yi who ordered them to leave. In the face of such a battle, the power of Qingyun Sect was useless. Xia Yi had ordered the Ling family to completely close the secret realm from within. It is not easy for the Holy Lord to find out.

Yu'er was still in retreat there, and Yu'er couldn't do anything. Until the end, only a few hundred people were left. These few hundred people's cultivation was very low, but their eyes were extremely firm.

"Senior Xia, we have notified the United Nations that space bases around the world are on standby. Project Tinder can enable 500 million people to escape to the stars."

"Only...500 million?"

"One out of ten can't be saved!"

Xia Yi sighed. He had made many preparations. In the worst case, Xuanhuang could follow Daxia and go to other realms to continue. Xia Yi had already agreed on the destination. It was Cangmang, and Cangmang was willing to accept the 500 million yuan. People, the condition is Xuanhuang’s existing technology.

Moreover, Cangmang could only transport 500 million people if he dispatched a fleet of flying boats. With Xuanhuang’s current aerospace level, tens of millions of people would be the limit. One hundred thousand years ago, many forces such as Daxia and the Moh family had already fled once. These ten Will we have to flee again after ten thousand years?

"Why!"

Xia Yi was too helpless, and Xia Yi was not at ease along the way. After all, Cangmang's shit Imperial Clan was also wagging its tail at the Immortal Clan. The Immortal Clan might be the main trend, they were just trying to block the car.

In fact, if we consider the human race as a whole, the immortal race must have talents, blood and blood, and be particularly united. The human race will probably have a better future after being ruled. The immortal race has always had this courage. If they were not mortal enemies, Xia Yi also didn’t want to offend the immortal clan.

There is no doubt that the fairy race can be built as a whole according to the human race, rather than a piece of scattered sand.

"You guys can go too and follow the other disciples to the Western Wilderness. I'll handle it in the end."

After Xia Yi asked, he didn't intend to stay.

Many of them said goodbye and dismissed the Qingyun Sect, paving the way for Xuanhuang. Xia Yi had done everything he could, and in the end he only had to do what he should do.

If he were to flee now, it would be the same as he had been for hundreds of generations, but he would no longer have the Reincarnation Stone or the 102nd Chapter, but his biggest regret would still be that he could not say goodbye to Yu'er properly.

Yu'er was too impatient. He didn't need Yu'er to fight for Xuanhuang again. In fact, it was enough to accompany him well in the past ten years, but it was good now. At least Yu'er who was in seclusion would not come out to die.

Although everything went against his expectations, Xia Yixing's actions were originally against the will of heaven. The immortals succeeded a hundred times, but he was like an ant unwilling to give up, trying again and again.

8

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect left, and the Xuanhuang compatriots left. The secret realm that had a fragile connection with the Qingyun Sect was completely closed. Li Ming also heard from Xia Yi that he had destroyed the space channel connecting Tianling and Xuanhuang. The space channel was large. Probability was constructed by Li Qiang, and only the ancient divine masters had the ability to create space passages across the starry sky.

But after a while, many people came back, all disciples of the Qingyun Sect, but these disciples seemed to be older, and they all carried a coffin behind their backs.

Among them were An Yu and Xiao Yu.

"This is what you are doing?"

"Sect Master, where else can we go? We have lived here for countless years. Our ancestors have been here for generations and are buried here. We have nowhere to go. We only hope to live and die with the Qingyun Sect."

An Yu held the sword in his hand and just said this with a tone of memories. These disciples who came back were all disciples of the Qingfeng Sect. They have the strongest sense of belonging to the Qingyun Sect, and the Qingyun Sect has been flowing in their blood since ancient times. of glory.

Living in the mortal world, my heart is above the blue clouds.

"Xia Yi, do you still remember me? I was injured internally by a punch from you in front of the cave."

"Xia Yi, it's me. You stuffed me with spirit stones when you first started."

"Xia Yi, we fought together at the Qingyun Ruins!"

"Xia Yi, I was right next to you during the Sky-breaking Change!"

"Xia Yi..."

They did not call Xia Yi the sect leader, but called Xia Yi's name. At this moment, Xia Yi seemed to have returned to the time when he first joined the Qingfeng Sect. It would be great if Yu'er was still around.

"Forget it, it's up to you. There are still a few days left. Let's talk about the past together."

Xia Yi's reconstruction of Qingyun Sect was actually influenced a lot by Xiao Mo. Although Xia Yi never told others, Xiao Mo was once what Xia Yi wanted to pursue. He was free and uninhibited, approachable and loved to joke.

Although Xia Yi has only heard his legends and seen his photos, Xia Yi respects Xiao Mo from the bottom of his heart. He is not Ling'er, and he has nothing to do with him, but he still stood up 10,000 years ago. Helped Xuanhuang.

He knew that Xuanhuang and Tianling had a close relationship, and he did his best, so Xia Yi was so grateful to Qingyun.

The first ray of breeze often surrounds my heart. Facing the violent storms of the outside world, I gradually grow up. Although the breeze is small, it is also full of ambition. Success will soar, and failure will not fall into the blue clouds. It is like a wisp of breeze drifting by, and then dispersed, no one knows It's been nine days.

A few days passed before I knew it.

Xia Yi raised his head and saw that the entire sky was filled with golden light. A huge object covered the sky and the sun. Other nearby airships were vaguely visible. They were flying towards the Western Wasteland. Originally, this time was planned to be the last line of defense. The entire Dongxuan's nuclear weapons launcher launches nuclear weapons together.

It's just that those launching devices were destroyed by the monks from the Dongxuan Region. Xia Yi, who was still in the Six Small Continents, didn't plan to launch them because it was useless. The army of the Five Regions had also completely liberated Dongxuan, leaving only Next six small islands.

The Six Small Continents will not surrender. The mortals of the Six Small Continents have long expressed their intention to live and die with Xia Yi. The next thing the Five Regions Army has to do is to destroy the entire Six Small Continents and Xia Yi and the Qingyun Sect.

"Everyone, I have to do something next. I hope you won't be surprised."

On Qingyun Cliff, Xia Yi stood up in the morning sun. There were wine jars and coffins scattered everywhere nearby. In recent days, these disciples slept in coffins. In the end, they didn't want to live. Even if they knew they were about to die, they still wanted to pull out the coffins. The next few people were buried with him.

It is not that simple to destroy the Qingyun Sect. A ferocious wolf will remain a ferocious wolf until death, and will bite off a piece of the enemy's flesh.

But once these disciples die, the Qingyun Sect may really exist in name only. After the first disciple dies, Xia Yi will never come back, and the fate of the Qingyun Sect ends today.

Zhao Lianbing has been by Xia Yi's side these days, but he didn't bother Xia Yi at all to reminisce with these old disciples. When Xia Yi left, he glanced at Zhao Lianbing. Zhao Lianbing understood and walked silently to the back mountain.

On the edge of Yingzhou, beyond the sky, a large army pressed down on the border.

Xia Yi glanced from a distance and came to Duan Tianyuan. He looked at the dense formations on Duan Tianyuan. These formations have been reinforced for more than ten years in order to prevent Netherworld from escaping, but today Xia Yi wants to liberate them. .

Xia Yi slowly stretched out his hand. He knew very well what his actions would trigger.

He also knew that he would be a sinner for eternity in the future, but Xia Yi had made up his mind not to seek fame all over the world, but to hope that his beloved things could last forever.

Even if he knows clearly that he is going against heaven, the earth, people, and the three realms and six realms, he still has something that he must do. This is the root system of human beings: resentment and madness, but also love.

Other than destroying immortals and gods, I don’t want to do anything else.

Even if I don’t enter the other shore, I don’t fall into reincarnation...

"Ming...transformation!"

No longer resisting the erosion of Ming, but letting Ming completely control himself, giving up everything, even giving up being a human being, and turning into an Asura with endless anger, to burn out the injustice in this world.

The human flesh and blood dissipated, and the bright red fire of karma burned the whole body. This time, the entire face turned into white bones, and the white hair hung on the skull and danced in the wind. It was strange but also had an indescribable sadness.

"ah……"

When he spoke again, he could no longer speak human words, and the sand falling from his eyes was like tears.

Then...a kick.

After breaking through thousands of formations, there was a strange movement under the abyss, less than ten breaths away...

Endless bones crawled out of the abyss, greedily devouring the life of the world, but Xia Yi soon felt something was wrong. They were too weak, these ghosts were too weak, and the gate of the underworld underneath was blocked by something. .

Xia Yi immediately jumped down to the Duantian Abyss. It was extremely dark under the Duantian Abyss, but at this moment Xia Yi liked this environment very much. There were crawling bones next to the cliff, but they were all there originally. Xia Yi could feel it. There is no underworld emerging from the underworld.

These ghosts are just the transformation of people who have died here. No wonder they were able to survive in the first place, and no wonder these ghosts want to pollute the source, because the gate of the underworld is blocked.

At the bottom of the Tiantian Abyss, there is no light at all, and even time has stagnated. However, the world in front of Xia Yi is dark red. This is not the nether world, nor the real world, but a different time and space between the two.

Suddenly, something flew towards Xia Yi. The thing passed by Xia Yi. Xia Yi turned around and glanced at the thing. It turned out to be a golden bone ghost that was scattered by something. It is worth mentioning that there was something behind. Many scattered golden bone fragments, the consciousness of these bones has completely dissipated, and the underworld cannot let them move again.

Xia Yi continued to move forward, and finally saw a strange figure, also a skeleton. He used many broken weapons to block a small red space, and countless skeletal hands passed through the gaps to grab. What to live in.

This skeleton has long hair and is wearing a black azure dragon auspicious cloud dress. This dress is not affected by the underworld, and it also emits a hazy light at the bottom of the abyss.

Xia Yi instantly recognized the owner of the bone in front of him, because he would also wear this style of clothes on formal occasions of the Qingyun Sect. This bone should be the previous leader of the Qingyun Sect...

Xiao——Mo!

9

In this different space where time seems to have stagnated, two withered bones looked at each other in the distance. The white-haired withered bones exuded pure Nether Qi. He had sacrificed himself first to provide Netherworld with Nether Qi. The black-clothed withered bones in front hesitated. After a while, he finally raised his sword and pointed it at the white-haired bones.

The next moment, the sword came.

The blade of the sword was pointed directly at the white-haired and withered head, trying to penetrate it. In an instant, the white-haired and withered bone stretched out his hand and accurately grasped the sword.

Then, a knife appeared in the other hand of the white-haired and withered man, and he just slashed across it. Once it hit, the black-clothed and withered man's head would be cut off 100% of the time.

But the black-clothed withered bones are obviously not vegetarians. He is obviously a ghost, but he has the consciousness of thinking and fighting. He also stretched out his hand and placed it next to the head. The blade accurately hit the black-clothed withered bones' wrist, but it was unable to cut it off.

At the same time, both of them were increasing their strength. The black-clothed withered bones wanted to pierce the white-haired withered bones' head, and the white-haired withered bones also wanted to cut off the black-clothed withered bones' head. Both sides started to tremble at the same time, both of them faintly unable to bear the other's blow. intensity.

Until two sparks erupted inexplicably in the deep darkness, the bones in white turned their heads when they released their hands, and the bones in black lowered their heads the moment they moved away.

The two attacks failed at the same time, but the next attack came in an instant. The sword with black bones and black bones thrust from bottom to top, and the sword with white hair and bones slashed down diagonally.

Creak...

Gada...

There were two strange sounds, and the two withered bones stepped back several steps at the same time. The white-haired withered bones were shattered near the eye sockets, and the black-clothed withered bones face collapsed.

It's obvious that both have the ability to completely kill their own kind.

There was a strange bright red flame on the white-haired and withered blade, and there was a hazy shimmer on the black-clad and withered sword.

Under the influence of the dark energy, the shattered eye sockets of the white-haired and withered bones began to gradually recover, and the sunken patch on the black-clothed and withered face also returned to its previous appearance. The two did not communicate, but just looked at each other.

White clothes and white hair, standing with sword drawn.

He was dressed in black and had long hair, and his sword pointed forward.

then……

It's another fight. Neither of them can gain any advantage. Although they have the ability to kill each other, they will also be killed by each other. No one else can be seen in the darkness, but

The two could see each other's swords and swords in their eyes. They completely forgot about everything in this darkness and fought only with the obsession in their hearts.

The white-haired withered bones had a little memory of who he was before, but now they have completely forgotten it. The black-robed withered bones don't even know why they are standing here. He only knows to stop it all.

The sound of bones breaking and flying mixed with the intersection of swords, and the will of the two reversed time and space. This is the gap between the world and the netherworld, outside reincarnation, and not in the other side.

Unknowingly, the darkness changed under the will of the two, and began to project what they had buried deep in their wills, but it was not real, but like a landscape painting drawn only with thick ink, and the world of the two became black. A dreamy projection intertwined with white.

It was on a very high mountain peak, with nine tripods standing around it, and countless black figures cheering at the foot of the mountain.

"Let us meet Lord Qingyun!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Xia Tian!"

There are two sides of the world: black and white. Behind the withered bones in black, there are black shadows cheering at the foot of the mountain. Behind the white-haired withered bones, there is white mist cheering. The black shadows and the white mist are intertwined with each other. This place is completely unreal, but both of them are gradually lifted up. Headed.

Black shadows appeared on the bodies of the black-robed bones, and these black shadows actually temporarily formed flesh and blood. White mist also adhered to the bodies of the white-haired bones and formed flesh.

Both looked at each other, neither knowing who they were or who the other was, but they both heard something.

"I...am Tianjun?"

"I am... Tianjun?"

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