Chapter 1002 The Bell From the Moon

When Xue Ji and Shigou were fighting against the power from another universe on the side of the sun, the immortals on Mars were also continuing to fight against the sword array of the solar system.

The atmosphere has been flattened to a distance of only tens of centimeters from the surface of the wasteland, and many places present extremely strange landforms.

Only the tallest Mount Olympus remained the same under the protection of the Immortal Array, but when one looked around, one could no longer see the sky and other scenery, as if one had already entered the universe, feeling a sense of independence.

The violent breath fluctuations from the sun penetrated the sun and the entire sword formation, and came here.

The immortals were shocked and speechless, wondering what happened?

"Could it be... that this formation is going to be broken?" Gu Zuo said in disbelief.

Such drastic and sudden changes were naturally brought about by Xue Ji who left Mars.

Zhao Layue suddenly looked at Huaxi, and said, "So that thing is in the eyes of the array."

People couldn't understand what she was talking about, only Tong Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing a rare melancholy.

Huaxi smiled and said: "Yes, I gave it to Shen Qingshan many years ago."

Even if they didn't know what she and Zhao Layue were talking about, everyone felt something was wrong.

Zhao Layue remained silent, thinking that this was the case.

Patriarch Qingshan spent more than a hundred years and countless resources to build this solar system sword array, not for self-imprisonment.

She looked into the universe, feeling the layers of sword intent, as if seeing a huge spider web.

This solar system sword array is not a prison, but a net.

Waiting for all of them to throw themselves into the net.

First of all, Tong Yan, Shen Yunbu and the Ascenders they brought out from Chaotian Continent.

Next came Liu Shisui and Zeng Ju.

In the end it was her, Jing Jiu and Xue Ji.

If Patriarch Qingshan wants to use this net to keep everyone and kill Xueji, he will be able to hold Jing Jiu's sword.

At that time, he will be able to sweep the universe and continue to complete the unfinished great work of that god.

What an amazing idea and incredible ability to realize it.

It's really incredible.

Neither she nor Jing Jiu thought that the girl would give that thing to Patriarch Qingshan.

That thing can control Xue Ji, and it can even be said to be the most important thing for human civilization.

Regardless of whether it is according to the idea of ​​the gods or the rules of mechanical intelligence, that girl should keep this thing for herself, and must not give it to others.

This shows that she trusts Patriarch Qingshan to an unimaginable level, even surpassing her awe of gods and rules.

"I said that we are true comrades in arms, just like you and Jing Jiu." Huaxi looked at her and said with a smile.

Jing Jiu suddenly said, "Kill her."

He said this very casually, but without any hesitation, as if he had made a decision without even thinking about it.

Zhao Layue naturally didn't have any hesitation, she didn't think about why she wanted to kill Huaxi, she just wanted to kill her.

At this time, her sword intent was deep in Huaxi's brain, and she could chop her life and thoughts into pieces with just one thought, and even the gods could not save her.

Huaxi spoke at the fastest speed.

In fact, when Jing Jiu's ruthless thin lips had just parted, before she had time to utter the first kill word, she began to speak.

When Jing Jiu finished the three words of killing her, her sentence was also finished.

"The way to control things is on the ancestor planet."

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After Zhao Layue heard those words, she also saw Jing Jiu's eyes, so Huaxi didn't die, but her face turned pale.

This was the third time in her long life that she faced a real threat of death after the warship on the side of the railway and in the Garley Pass hundreds of thousands of years ago.

The immortals heard their conversation and understood something.

Everyone has long deduced clearly that this solar system sword formation is an extremely wonderful mutual concealment formation.

As long as the formation eye exists, they cannot directly attack the formation hub.

Tong Yan and others spent so many days and exhausted all their knowledge and wisdom, and finally found the eye of the formation.

Now it seems that the eye of the formation is very difficult to destroy, and even Xue Ji is in great danger.

What should I do next?

Expect Zhuo Rusui to kill the Patriarch and directly destroy the formation hub?

It might as well just count on the sun to explode the next moment.

Zhuo Rusui has done enough things, that is already the upper limit of his ability.

Some people even felt hopeless in their hearts.

"What are you going to say?" Shen Yunbu suddenly looked at Jing Jiu and said.

Jing Jiu said earlier that he would broadcast to the entire solar system, but now that he thinks about it, it should be related to what happened next.

Others also looked at Jing Jiu, wanting to know what he was going to say to Zu Xing at this critical moment.

When they thought about it, Jing Jiu's broadcast to the solar system was of course to negotiate with the Patriarch, otherwise what else was possible?

Jing Jiu looked at the distant blue planet, his eyes fell on the companion star, and thought of an event from a long time ago. During his final battle with Master Bai, the corpse dog blocked the sun in the sky, making the whole world dark. After coming to this world, he knew that it was a so-called solar eclipse-the sun was blocked by the moon.

"It's the end. If you're here, make a move, don't always be so sticky." He looked over there and said.

Everyone was very surprised, thinking that this is obviously not what they said to the Patriarch, so who did they say it to?

Shen Yunbu didn't think too much, and controlled the robot to blast towards the ground.

The extremely fiery immortal energy poured into the battle line, turning the mountain top pale, and then poured it into those magic weapons.

The strong wind howled, the earth shook, and a small hole was opened in the bubble-like barrier, and countless streams of light like flakes gushed out, heading towards all parts of the universe.

"In order to send this message, 7% of the energy was used, which means that we may die early...five hours."

Shen Yunbu looked at Jing Jiu and said, "I hope it's worth it."

He knew very well that whether it was worth it or not depended on whether the other party could hear Jing Jiu's words.

The question is who is that person?

Zeng Ju, Ensheng and others are still thinking about this question.

Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui didn't know either, but after listening to Jing Jiu's last words, they guessed some kind of possibility, and subconsciously looked at Tong Yan.

Tong Yan was as calm as if she didn't know anything.

Because he really doesn't know anything.

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The sea water kept beating against the beach, rising and falling, completely ignoring the rules of heaven and earth.

Zhuo Rusui sat paralyzed in the sand, covered in blood, and his clothes were torn to pieces by the immortal fire.

He was seriously injured, but not to the point where he couldn't stand up, but he just didn't stand up, pretending to be a rogue child.

The sea water overflowed his body, and then receded, taking away some blood beads, leaving some thin ice on the sea surface.

The drastic change in the sun's breath also spread to the ancestor star, and it was much clearer than Mars' side, and he felt it more.

"It turns out that everything is your game. You deliberately destroyed those sand towers, and asked me to send them the data so that they can find the position of the formation eye. If Xue Ji arrives, she will naturally destroy the formation eye, but how can you think of the method for the gods to control her hidden in the formation eye."

Zhuo Rusui lowered his head and said, "No wonder you didn't care about Xue Ji from the beginning."

Qingshan Zushan rubbed his skinny legs and said: "I said, you have thought about it for many years, but I have lived for more years, so I think more naturally."

Zhuo Rusui raised his head, looked at him and said sincerely: "You are really amazing."

Even though he is the founding patriarch of the Qingshan Sect, the person chosen by the gods, and the first ascension among human practitioners, he is already old after all.

But it is such an old man who plays with the entire universe in the palm of his hand.

Another wave of breath came from the depths of the sword array, that is, somewhere in the solar system.

The wave was not strong, but it had a quality of turning the emptiness into reality. It fell to the edge of the atmosphere of the ancestor star, like a hand patting it down.

The slapped atmosphere was slightly deformed, and a wind blew up, and a voice came faintly from the wind.

"...Finally...you...make a move...fuddle..."

Zhuo Rusui recognized that it was Jing Jiu's voice, and couldn't help being surprised, but the next moment he fell into a daze, thinking to whom were these words addressed?

Think it should be said to yourself? Do you want to do it yourself?

He spread his hands and said to the outside of the atmosphere: "I moved, but I can't fight..."

Even though he was seriously injured, he was still so confident, even a little narcissistic.

From this point of view, he is indeed somewhat similar to Shen Yunbu, the patriarch wanted him to inherit the Qingshan sect, could it be related to this?

Patriarch Qingshan naturally knew that Jing Jiu's words were not meant to Zhuo Rusui.

To whom was that said?

Suddenly he thought that he had forgotten the existence of a person.

Many people forget about that person.

That person seems to be best at being forgotten by others, and by the world.

No matter when he was in Chaotian Continent or after ascending to this world, he has never been actively found.

Is this a kind of Taoism, or talent?

Of course, that person is not Cao Yuan, the sword sage who deliberately stayed out of the matter after chasing Monk Huanxi into the depths of the universe.

In the battle of the galaxy outside the fog, that person was entrusted by Jing Jiu, quietly crossed the galaxy, came to the ancestor star to attack and kill the ancestor, but unfortunately failed.

The sun's flames, stirred up by the bells, failed to engulf the battleship, but the Patriarch failed to keep him, and not even the system defense system caught any trace of him.

Both the patriarch and the young priest thought that he left the solar system and escaped to the desolate area of ​​the universe by using the method of escape from heaven and earth.

Didn't he leave at all that time? Has been hiding in the solar system for more than two years?

Even in the past, he might have hidden in the depths of the Grand Canyon of Mars and in the center of Jupiter's atmospheric vortex, so as to avoid the spiritual scan of the ancestor. But now that the entire sun has turned into a sword formation, where can he hide?

Patriarch Qingshan looked back from the depths of the universe, and finally landed on the surface of the sea.

The Blood Moon appeared very large against the dark night sky background.

He said with emotion: "You are worthy of Zhongzhou."

Zhuo Rusui also understood, and exclaimed, "How is this possible!"

After coming to Zuxing for more than a year, he read many classics, poems and songs written by human civilization in childhood, and he also saw the moon many times.

The moon waxes and wanes.

But it's always in the night sky, even on days when you can't see it, it's still there.

Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people face each other.

Could it be that it's not just him and the patriarch here, it's always been three people!

Suddenly a bell sounded in the night sky.

The sound of the bell was extremely melodious and deep.

From that moon.

The melodious bells pierced through the atmosphere, brought up countless strong winds, fell on the sea surface, and rolled up countless raging waves.

The snow trimmed the edge of the giant wave and slapped towards the beach, but encountered an invisible barrier and failed to land on the island.

The whistling wind passed through the cliffs on the island, becoming more piercing and piercing, even almost covering the bell.

Suddenly, the sound of the bell became extremely heavy and passionate!

That is not the sound of war drums, nor the sound of Mingjin, but destruction and death.

The blood moon hanging on the sea surface appears and disappears in the shocking waves.

Zhuo Rusui turned to look at that place, his face was pale, and suddenly let out a soft cry of shock.

The face of the moon has changed!

An extremely clear crack appeared between the light and dark areas!

The cracks that can be seen with the naked eye on the surface of the ancestor star must be as long and wide as possible!

What's even more frightening is that the crack is still expanding with the heavier and heavier bells!

Any changes will affect each other.

With the sound of the bell, the moon is splitting.

The moon is splitting, and the bells are becoming harder to hear.

It's like the human voice has become hoarse.

It didn't take long.

There was an extremely heavy and unpleasant cracking sound in the night sky.

It was like a real ancient clock being broken by a huge force.

Countless streams of smoke and dust sprayed out from the cracks on the moon's surface!

The moon is really about to break!

The horrible and unpleasant bell echoed in the atmosphere of the ancestor star, heading in all directions.

The atmosphere was subjected to extreme impact and compression, but it became extremely quiet, as if frozen, without any wind noise.

The huge waves that soared into the sky were also pushed back to the surface of the sea by that invisible huge force. After a few ripples, they were dissipated, but the remaining force continued to penetrate deep into the bottom of the sea.

Suddenly, an unknown number of earthquakes occurred on the ancestral star, and an unknown number of excavated ancient ruins were destroyed.

The formation covering the small island was broken, the sea water on the beach receded rapidly, and the fishing rods on the edge of the pool broke one after another.

Zhuo Rusui let out a muffled snort, his whole body was pressed into the beach, blood gradually overflowed again, and then burned.

The patriarch was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the splitting moon in the night sky, his eyes were extremely deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the bell came, his body shook slightly twice.

The formation on the other side of the island was also crushed, and the waterfall of seawater falling from the cliff was crushed by the bell into the finest gouache, which landed on the jade-like stone wall and stopped falling.

The bell continued to descend with invisible force, fell on the surface of the sea, went deep into the bottom of the sea, overturned all the ground made of stone slabs, and then flattened it.

Countless aquatic plants kept swaying, then broke and died.

The sea water poured into the seabed space continuously, submerging and destroying the last formation directly, roaring forward like a flood.

Many black obelisks fell into the sea water, and some even broke directly from it.

Blue electric arcs lit up from time to time, and somewhere in the core of the formation, there was even an ionization phenomenon.

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Compared with the situation of the ancestor star, the moon in the night sky is obviously infinitely more serious, because it has been destroyed.

About one-third of the Moon's surface rock has broken away into the sky.

Those rocks, which have been inconspicuous for countless years, are illuminated by the distant sunlight in the dark universe, emitting bright light, and look like broken pieces of jade.

The interior of the moon covered by rock formations was finally revealed for the first time. There is an extremely complicated structure inside, faintly similar to the Stargate base, very obvious, just as Zhuo Rusui thought shockingly, the interior of the moon is actually empty...

A small dot appeared in the sky full of broken jade-like rocks.

Tan Zhenren floated in the fragments of the moon, condescendingly looking down at the ancestor star.

In his right hand he holds a small clock, the rim of which is broken.

His person is worse than Zhong, covered in dirt, looking a little embarrassed, his face is a little thin, but his forehead is still so broad, full of wisdom and perseverance.