Chapter 464 Clearing the Dungeon

"Crack!" Li Changkong looked ferocious, holding the sword with one hand and pulling it out forcefully.

Qiu Wuji pulled away and flew back. With a soft sound, the Qiu Shui Ningbi Sword that had been with him for thousands of years actually had cracks.

Sure enough, it doesn't meet the needs of the heaven.

Qiu Wuji's expression remained calm, his figure flashed slightly, and his sword energy came out again.

Li Changkong's dark eyes had whites again. It was obvious that the Emperor of Heaven had regained some control. This was the moment when Chu Ge and the Emperor of Heaven were fighting. The decision of victory or defeat did not depend on her Qiu Wuji's strength, but she could do it. Let the Emperor of Heaven not have it so easy!

The extremely sharp sword energy pierced the spiritual platform.

The heart has been destroyed, but the opponent still has fighting strength. It seems that it has little significance for the immortal body. The key is the spiritual platform!

Li Changkong disappeared in a flash.

"All beings are used as chess, and the pen is used as a knife. Is he worthy?"

The time and space of the Emperor of Heaven are too fast for Qiu Wuji at this time to capture.

Qiu Wuji's extremely rich combat experience allowed him to keenly sense the direction of the attack behind him. She subconsciously swung her sword back, and with a "clang" sound, it hit the center of the demonic energy.

With a terrifying explosion, the blood around the hall seemed to be suppressed, and the black and white colors bloomed and exploded. The two figures on the turtle and snake could not withstand the violent energy impact, and each of them flew far away.

Falling into the bloody palace environment.

There was blood faintly spilled from the corner of Qiu Wuji's mouth.

Chu Ge's sweat dripped down, and the words on the manuscript seemed to shine with a strange light:

"Li Changkong and Qiu Wuji, who were possessed by the demon, shook themselves apart and fell into the Zhenwu sword energy, as if they were bathing in a pool of water."

"The sword energy is like water, spreading all over the body."

"Qiu Wuji closed his eyes and felt the floating trajectory of the sword energy. The sword intention inherited from Xuanwu and the Zhenwu sword at this moment gradually merged together. They have the same root and the same intention."

"Similar to the thousands of sword qi in the Sword Test Cave back then, if every bit and every strand was mastered in the heart, and all their trajectories were as familiar as one's own breath, how would being in it be any different from water?"

"Li Changkong, who was possessed by the demon, could not have imagined that this Mausoleum of Zhenwu was originally the treasure land of the boundless autumn. The cultivation of the human world and the enlightenment of the heavenly world are all integrated in this journey of the palace."

"The water and the sky meet, and the clear autumn is boundless."

"Swish, swish, swish!" Contrary to the gentle water waves on the Qiu Wuji side, the sword energy in the direction of Li Changkong suddenly roared, like a furious sea tide, the sword energy was like a wave.

In the roar of the sword energy, it seems that you can feel the anger from the ancient times: "The Emperor of Heaven..."

This world, the Arctic Ocean.

The quiet glacier felt faintly shaking again, and the ice edges pierced through it, as sharp as a sword.

Deep under the sea, Xuanwu's low roar could be heard faintly: "Emperor of Heaven..."

Inside and outside the book, the earth is shaking and the sky is falling.

The turtle and snake bronze sculpture seemed to come alive, and the light of hatred burst out from its eyes.

Chu Ge's manuscript was flashing: "The remaining will of Zhenwu felt the remnant of the demon, and the strong hatred triggered violent rejection."

The terrifying sword energy in the main hall pierced through violently, and in the blink of an eye, "Li Changkong" was alive and dead. There was not a good piece of flesh on his body, and he almost became a skeleton.

The Emperor's mark hovered over the skull, and a clear grimace appeared in the dark magic mist.

"Qiang!" A long rainbow seemed to rise from the sky, shooting at the sun and the moon, cutting through the water and sky, and reaching the spiritual platform.

Qiu Wuji's people and swords merge into one, breaking through the void!

When the tip of the sword touched the brand, the wave feedback seemed to be received in the sea of ​​consciousness: "You are among the dragons and phoenixes in the human world. You are the only one in the human world. You should trample on the sun and the moon and tear the sky into pieces. Who is the way of heaven? Cut it with one sword, and I will do it for myself. God! How committed are you to the way of heaven, to please and flatter, to serve as a chess and servant, and to be willing to do it as if you were eating sweets... Are you cheap?"

Qiu Wuji looked calm. Faced with such a long series of questions, he only responded with three words: "I am happy."

"boom!"

Demonic energy exploded, ghosts cried and gods howled.

"You...will regret it!"

The voice was distorted and distant, the brand was shattered, and the sword energy in the whole palace was almost completely melted by the terrifying counterattack force.

Qiu Wuji crossed his hands in front of him, protecting his front body and retreating quickly.

The cassock could not block the strong explosion, every inch of the sleeves and robe were turned to gray, and the white arms were full of scars.

"Bang!" Qiu Wuji's back hit the pillar of the hall, and he stopped hard. When he looked up, Li Changkong had been reduced to ashes, not even ashes were left.

There was still a wisp of black mist in the air, which disappeared without a trace in the final strangulation of blood-red sword energy.

The bloody sword energy also disappeared, and the turtle and snake bronze sculpture returned to calm. The water in the pool flowed around the bronze sculpture. It was originally the water flow of the sword energy, but now it seems to have become real water.

No, that's not water, it's a trickling flow of spiritual energy like substance.

Lotus flowers even bloomed in the water, and the whole hall revived with the warmth of spring.

The air is extremely fresh and the spiritual energy is refreshing.

The mark of the Heavenly Emperor disappears - in Chu Ge's plot it is called "The Mark of the Heavenly Demon disappears", which buries the "search for the mystery of the fall of Zhenwu in the ancient era of the Emperor's Fall".

For the novel, the main plot of Heavenly Realm begins here.

Readers are commenting: "Chu Ge is quite impressive. I thought there would be no plot in Heaven, yet there is such a big pit buried here."

"Just exploring the secrets is very informative, right?"

"I don't know how long he will be able to probe with his short size... Will the toothpick stir up the big vat?"

"puff……"

"I feel sorry for my Qiuqiu, I must be hurt a lot..."

The plot pretends to be a secret exploration, but Qiu Wuji's eyes know that there is a very clear competition from the beginning. Qiu Wuji panted, looking at the scene of spring flowers blooming in the palace, a smile appeared on her pretty face unconsciously.

She looked down at the bloody stains on her jade arms. They looked scary, but in fact they were just injuries. This injury was much less severe than expected.

The first tentative confrontation between Heavenly Realm and the Emperor of Heaven declared a phased victory, and the first dungeon was declared cleared.

Chu Ge also collapsed in front of the computer, too tired.

This kind of mental tearing exceeds all previous types of battles. In the past, the "correction" was so simple that I didn't feel any difficulty at all. Now it is a battle for the right to say who is more effective, and the spirit is overwhelmed.

With some difficulty, he took out an elixir and knocked it, slowly adjusted his breath for a moment, and suddenly opened his eyes.

The soul descends and reaches the book.

Victory was declared in the first stage, and he clearly felt that his control had been strengthened countless times. Chu Ge could finally enter the human world like a god.

Qiu Wuji sat leaning against the pillar, looking at the figure in front of him from virtual to real, smiling tiredly: "Can you come in?"

"Yes." Chu Ge squatted beside her distressedly, and also fed her a pill: "This pill doesn't seem to be able to cure external injuries. I bought others for you."

"No need..." Qiu Wuji took out a pill from the human world and ate it: "This kind of trauma doesn't require anything from the heaven."

The scars faded away, and the arm recovered visibly, still as smooth as jade.

But looking at it now...

Leaning against the pillar, with messy hair and ragged clothes, the spring light is everywhere, but something doesn’t look right...

Chu Ge swallowed and turned his head with difficulty: "The inner space of the turtle and snake sculpture, as well as the treasure vault, contain enough replacement equipment... and the real hidden cultivation treasure land, let's move it first..."

Qiu Wuji's beautiful eyes were full of joy: "So this palace belongs to me, right?"

"Well, as I said before, this is the base given to you. Later, your role will change to a hidden cultivator, and it's almost Chu Tiange's turn to complete the dungeon mission..."

"Then..." Qiu Wuji put his hand on his neck: "My dear concubine, take me to the palace to rest."