Chapter 641 Heaven and Earth Big Game

Suddenly, there was an extremely dense crackling sound in the old plum garden.

It's like a bowstring is broken, and it's like a wine-filled skin is broken.

In fact, the sword string was broken, and the Zhuxian sword array was broken.

The thin layer of water that was crushed to the bottom of the lake was as hard as a brick, and a footprint suddenly appeared on it.

The breeze is blowing, and the white clothes are light.

Jing Jiu appeared on the ruins of the nunnery, stood in front of Gu Qing, stretched out a finger, and pointed at the sword made of blood shadow.

At this moment, time in Chaotian Continent stopped.

Only his fingers and the sword formed by the blood shadow were still moving forward.

There was a soft snap.

The blood shadow condensed into substance, it was Yin San's finger.

Fingers of two people.

Two people.

Finally met.

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Unimaginable quantity and purity of sword intent erupted from the place where the two fingers met.

Just like the most spectacular waterfall in the world, like the torrential rain that year, like the rising sun rising from the East China Sea.

Cosmos Front, Fuji Sword, and Chu Zijian sensed the countless sword intents covering the ruins and hid in the air.

Firth's sword rope became even brighter red, looking like a river of magma underground, it naturally escaped from Gu Qing's hand, turned into a whip, and whipped towards Yin San's face.

The bone flute rose against the wind, whimpering, and the whip fell like a dead snake.

Jing Jiu grabbed Gu Qing with his left hand and threw him to a distant place.

Amidst the sound of whistling through the air, Gu Qing turned into a small black dot and landed in the palace more than ten miles away, smashing a big hole in the square.

Ping Yongjia felt that the Zhuxian Sword Formation had been captured, and opened his eyes in a daze, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Gu Qing was covered in blood and fell to the bottom of the pit, and Jing Jiu had already captured the imperial city formation.

A Piao screamed, disappeared from the stone steps in front of the hall, and came to the center of the square in an instant, but didn't know who to save first.

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Yinfeng in the sky sensed the changes in the energy between the heaven and the earth, and became very vigilant, and let out an extremely violent scream, and the tail feathers more than ten feet long came out again with a sword, forcibly cutting off the shackles of Chanzi's light mirror, and flew towards the old plum garden.

On the ruins of the old plum garden, Jing Jiu held Furth's sword rope in his left hand, and Yin San held a bone flute in his right hand. The small invisible sword swam around his body, extremely nimble.

The two looked at each other quietly.

For a powerhouse of their level, if they want, they can exchange countless information at a glance. Many years ago, Jing Jiu had such an exchange with the Queen of the Snow Country in the snowy field, and Nan Chi had a long and important conversation with him before his death. What would they say today?

"You're lucky."

"It's patience. I have been waiting for you for seventeen years."

"No wonder you wake up at this time. From the deduction point of view, this is unreasonable. You either woke up early, or you didn't wake up. That's why I will come this time."

"You always like to calculate, but you can't figure out that there are many things that you can't figure out."

"For example, Gu Qing is not afraid of death, or something else?"

"For example, I failed to ascend, but I am still alive."

"But you are indeed in a deep sleep, otherwise how could you hide it from my eyes?"

"Yes, I did continue to sleep for seventeen years, and if the timing didn't fit, I probably would have continued."

"opportunity?"

"The trigger point of the event."

"I'm curious."

"When you are ready to display your true ability to become a feather, when you really come to this world, I will wake up."

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This conversation is carried out in spiritual consciousness.

At the same time, the battle, which has been restarted after hundreds of years, continues.

It is not difficult for them to use one mind, two purposes or even all purposes.

Jing Jiu thought about it.

Universe Front, Chuzi Sword, and Fuji Sword fell again.

Yin three thoughts.

The small sword rose through the air and shattered.

Where the two fingers met, a drop of blood fell, extremely bright red without any impurities.

That's Yin San's blood.

The bone flute rose through the air.

There was a whimper.

Yin San's left arm was broken off and instantly turned into ashes.

Jing Jiu raised his finger again.

The red clothes were like shedding, and Yin San disappeared from the spot.

A bright red bird flew up from the ruins, avoided the sword array, and flew high into the sky.

The feathers on the surface of the red bird are a bit mottled, that's because they are stained with blood.

Jing Jiu also came to the sky.

The red bird flapped its wings.

This is Suzaku flapping its wings.

Countless sword intents broke through the sea of ​​clouds and cut out countless drops of rain.

The imperial city formation suddenly shattered.

Chaoge City was shrouded in rain.

The red bird disappeared without a trace.

Jing Jiu turned to look at the ground and disappeared again.

The next moment, he arrived outside the west city.

There was a ghost cry outside the city wall, and the wind and darkness dispersed.

Liu Shisui and Su Ziye leaned against the city wall, relying on their last true energy to resist the will-o'-the-wisps.

Suddenly a terrifying mouth appeared in the will-o'-the-wisp, trying to swallow them in.

Just at this time, Jing Jiu came here from the sky, turned into a beam of sword light, and entered the big mouth.

The willows all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and the green willows came back to life.

Patriarch Xuanyin stood on the river, his expression changed suddenly, and with a sharp roar, his body shrank at an unimaginable speed, and his demon body became even more indestructible.

With a soft bang, Patriarch Xuanyin's chest protruded slightly, and then broke open, splashing out several streaks of thick blood like ink.

Jing Jiu fell to the ground, holding the Returning Dzi Bead in his hand, and some blood remained on the surface of the bead.

In the rainy sky, the Yin Feng roared fiercely, its tail feathers were like swords, drawing a straight and deep trace on the ground.

Jing Jiu's bullets pointed at the sky, and countless sword intents followed the three swords of the Universe Feng who rushed over, and flew away through the sky.

With a few rubbing sounds, several wounds appeared on the surface of Yinfeng's body. He didn't dare to stay, stretched out his sharp claws, grabbed the shoulders of Xuanyin Patriarch, and flew him into the distance.

In the sky above Chaoge City, the angry and painful voice of Patriarch Xuanyin echoed.

"I'm going to kill him! I can still fight! I accidentally swallowed him! Otherwise, how could he be my opponent!"

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Seeing Yinfeng disappearing into the sky, Jing Jiu remained silent and did not pursue him.

The next moment, his body shook slightly, and several cracks appeared on the white clothes.

"My lord!" Liu Shisui rushed over, ignoring his injuries, and quickly supported him.

Jing Jiu waved his hands, indicating that he was fine.

A thin black feather several feet long slowly floated down from the sky and landed at his feet.

He waved his hand and took Black Feather in.

Seeing this scene, Liu Shisui confirmed that he was really fine, and finally felt relieved. He could no longer suppress the injury, and directly knelt down on the ground.

Su Ziye was very familiar with the Xuanyin Sect's kung fu, and his realm might not be as high as Liu Shisui's, and his injuries were much lighter. He walked up to Jing Jiu and bowed to the ground. He has been active in the West Sea these years, relying on the secret support of the imperial court and certain forces of the Qingshan Sect, he has developed quite well. Although he has not dared to renew the banner of the Xuanyin Sect, he has also recruited many disciples. He didn't know why Tong Yan came to Chaoge City by herself. After seeing so many things today, he didn't dare to ask. After saluting, he prepared to leave.

"If you guess something, don't tell Tong Yan." Jing Jiu said suddenly.

Su Ziye responded respectfully, and fled away directly.

The clouds in the sky were already very light, but Jing Jiu and Yin San's unworldly sword intent forced out the rain, which had no root or source, and naturally gradually stopped at this time.

The sword intent emanating from the imperial city stopped long ago, the sun was no longer cut, and the color gradually brightened and faded, no longer the beauty of the sunset, but more like a spring day.

Jing Jiu looked towards Chaoge City and asked, "Is it really a hundred years?"

Liu Shisui said, "Yes, my lord."

Jing Jiu took out a bone flute from his sleeve, watched it quietly for a moment, and then brought it to his lips and played a tune.

There is a bright red blood line in the middle of the bone flute.

As he played, the color of the blood line gradually faded until it disappeared, and the bone color was like jade.

Suddenly, many wild flowers grew under the Chaoge City Wall.

There had been a spring rain before.

It was as bright as morning.

Countless sword marks appeared in the blue sky, heading in all directions.

This is a sign of great things in the world.

"Here you are."

Jing Jiu threw the bone flute to Liu Shisui.

Liu Shisui took the bone flute and hid it carefully, feeling very shocked. The thing that shocked him was not that Master Taiping's bone flute was taken away by the young master, nor that the young master gave this bone flute to himself, nor... the young master fell asleep for a hundred years and broke through the world, but when did the young master learn to play the flute?

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(Volume Six: The End of the Years)