Chapter 1438: The Final Night of the Game, People Take up Swords and Walk on the Plains

Chapter 1442: On the final night of closing the net behind closed doors, people are out on the plains with their swords in hand.

Qingyuan Mountain.

After Dao Qiongcang landed gracefully, the clothes on his waist had been ripped apart by a bullet, but the exposed skin was very white and soft.

Although Jin Feng's shot knocked him away, the remaining force still hurt him.

But what really explodes is just a golden bead accessory on the belt of the seasoned slut, which cannot cause real damage.

"Heaven, man and five degenerates, have a good relationship with you?"

Dao Qiongcang asked like this with a stern expression on his face after he landed on the mountain ground.

At this moment, he could no longer see any white clothes belonging to the Holy Temple around him.

The last three who seemed to have narrowly escaped death were only manipulated by their command attributes.

In the end, he was killed by the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man, and died tragically at the hands of Dao Qiongcang.

This kind of loss is not small!

If it falls on Gou Wuyue and there is little gain after the war, even a broken arm will not be able to offset such a big mistake!

On the ground, Zhu Yiyi didn't know what was going on. He only felt that he had experienced a nightmare.

In his dream, he was kicked hard several times, and was chased by countless unknown evil spirits until he broke into a cold sweat, and finally lost his footing and fell into the abyss.

He just wanted to fly, but found that all his spiritual energy was lost, and Dao Qiongcang came out and smiled at him.

Zhu Yiyi was so frightened that he kicked his feet hard, opened his eyes and woke up, and saw the Taoist Palace Master whose expression was actually extremely cold.

Zhu Yiyi didn't know what happened in Qingyuan Mountain during his coma.

But the Dao Palace Master, who was just talking about "chatting", had a good attitude some time ago, but now he seemed to have broken up with Master Shou and was staring at the two of them.

"I won't make it!" Zhu Yiyi tilted his head and looked at the remains of the Tianji Puppet. Master Shou's tone was full of teasing.

Dao Qiongcang said indifferently: "If he kills my subordinate, then you, my subordinate, don't have to live."

Zhu Yiyi was startled, and before he could react, he felt like the world was spinning.

He was captured from the sky by Dao Qiangtian and caught in his hand. If he exerted even a little force, his neck would probably be broken.

"etc!"

Zhu's eyeballs bulged out, extremely frightened.

Why is the finger pointed at me all of a sudden?

I have been banned from martial arts!

I can't die, I still have a lot of value, and I can be beaten into a move, even if it's just a fake move...

"stop!"

Everyone hurriedly spoke out.

Dao Qiongcang, why did he suddenly seem to be a different person?

But before he can continue to speak, either by offering benefits or by showing affection...

When Dao Qiongcang heard the sound, he let go of Zhu Yiyi, and said calmly:

"Okay, today, I will accept your favor from Master Shou and spare the life of this evil cultivator from the Southern Territory for the time being."

Jinren:? ? ?

"However, death penalty can be avoided, but living penalty cannot be avoided... Xi!"

Dao Qiongang made a mistake with his fingertips, and the Qingyuan Mountain formation moved slightly, revealing a door of light.

Xi walked out of it.

"Take him to the Holy Mountain and the Dead Sea, and imprison him separately from the Holy Slaves without allowing them to come into contact. He will be tried again at a later date."

"yes!"

Zhu Yiyi's face was full of confusion, and he felt that he was flying up again and fell into the hands of a young man.

He was shocked.

Is there such a thing as asking for favors? This coquettish old man...

However, this method seems absurd. At that moment, if Master Shou had not spoken...

Zhu Yiyi didn't dare to think anymore, turned his head upwards, looked at the guy who was carrying him, and struggled violently:

"After all, I am too weak! If you carry me like this, do I have any dignity at all?"

"be honest!"

Xishou used force and hit him on the back.

The weakling who had been banned from martial arts immediately let out a cry and stopped resisting.

Zhu Yiyi hid a piece of clothing thread that he had torn off Xi's body into his cuffs, and said with a flattering face:

"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now. It turns out that you are the head of the foreign department. I heard that you previously served as the two deputy departments of the six departments of the Holy Mountain. You have a high position. When I saw you today, you turned out to be a dragon with a phoenix crown. You are so heroic and powerful that you have so many You are the majesty of the master of the main hall of the Holy Temple..."

"Shut up!"

"Oh, okay, sir, the leader of the foreign department."

Zhu Yiyi quickly stopped his mouth and finally looked at the remains of the Tianji puppet.

His lips suddenly murmured a few times, and he pinched his narrow eyes, and the tears fell out like peanuts poured into a salt pan that was stir-fried over a high fire.

"Wow! Shouye wow..."

This cry was extremely shrill and earth-shattering.

Jinren looked at Zhu Yiyi in silence, his heart extremely complicated.

"Master Shou, then Lao Zhu resigned..."

Zhu Yiyi wiped her tears and said emotionally with a trembling voice:

"Lao Zhu's retirement may last a lifetime. Thinking that you and I will never see each other again... Wow! Lao Zhu is so sad!"

"Thinking back to the time when the Sky City was...well, it seemed like it was only a few months ago? Anyway, I will never forget the kindness I received from you!"

"If this kindness and affection are destined to never be repaid in this life, even if Lao Zhu turns into an ox and horse in the next life, he will be ridden by you for the rest of his life!"

In the ruins of Ranming, everyone heard the corner of their lips raised, almost laughing, and he opened his mouth...

Perhaps the energy supply of the Tianji puppet's remains was at its lowest, and he was unable to say a word in the end.

In the darkness, the smile on everyone's face disappeared.

Xi, who was carrying Zhu Yiyi, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He thought that it was the Holy Slave and the King of Hell who joined forces to kill all the white-clothed people in the space debris, and the sympathy in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Out of humanitarianism, Xi finally said coldly: "Do you have any last words?"

"Yes! Yes!"

Zhu Yiyi really hadn't finished speaking yet. Hearing the sound, he clasped his hands together, bowed upside down to the compassionate little Xixi, and looked at Master Shou with tears streaming down his face:

"Master Shou, Lao Zhu only has one last wish left..."

"Say." He said without any emotion.

Zhu Yiyi sobbed: "The second-in-command position on the first floor of the sky, Master Shou, do you still remember your promise? If possible, can you treat me as a free man? Of course, Lao Zhu knows that this is an extravagant wish. In the end, if Lao Zhu, I will die. Actually, this job can be given to anyone, but it cannot be given to Li...Old Li!"

Zhu Yiyi had just finished speaking when a demon with a big belly appeared behind him, grabbed him and stuffed it into his mouth.

"seal up!"

Xi slapped the evil ghost on the belly with his palm, imprinting the spiritual imprint of the White Evil Lord of Hell, and then patted the big-bellied ghost on the head.

"Go ahead."

Woo——

In the sound of the gloomy wind, the evil ghost disappeared, and Zhu Yiyi followed him.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a slight sound in the distance, like a giant running, and the forest leaves rustled in the night.

Xi seemed to feel something. He looked at the Dao Palace Master and stopped talking.

Dao Qiongcang didn't say anything, but after retracting his gaze from the distance, he moved his hand again, and the light door appeared.

This time, what came out of it was the ten-seat Xiang Yaoyao.

"it's over?"

Aunt Xiang seems to know her fate.

He looked around and saw that apart from the familiar remains of the Tianji Puppet, there were no other senior members of the Holy Slave.

"It seems that you can't catch any big fish." Aunt Xiang laughed and looked at Dao Qiongcang with a mocking look in her eyes.

"The fun has just begun, but you don't have the opportunity to see it."

Dao Qiongcang shook his head and walked forward, his hand stopped in front of Xiang Yaoyao's huge breasts, "Take it out."

Aunt Xiang sneered and puffed up her chest. The trembling waves almost touched Dao Qiongcang's fingers.

Xi's face turned red and he quickly looked away, not daring to look further.

Dao Qiongcang made a mistake with his fingertips and used his great teleportation technique to take out a jade talisman from Xiang Yao Yao's chest.

Jinren, who was at the Ranming ruins, felt his scalp numb when he saw this.

Apricot Realm Jade Talisman!

This is what he left for Aunt Xiang to save her life in Yougui Pavilion!

Dao Qiongcang took it... It's not in the way, it's not in the way. This jade talisman only communicates with the Xing Realm unilaterally. To open the channel, the Ancestral Tree Long Xing's approval is required.

But that's not the point. The point is that Dao Qiongcang showed all his back tricks, and it was clear that he was going to close the net.

Everyone wants to extend their spiritual thoughts far away.

He just heard a strange noise, it must be that someone broke into Qingyuan Mountain.

Is it the Eight Masters?

If so, then it is indeed qualified for Dao Qiongcang to stop here.

But as Dao Qiongcang said, no one thinks that the Eight Lords will enter the game just to save one of his spiritual thoughts...

There is a high probability that the one who comes is either Mr. Si Ren or another Saint Slave Taixu who can match the power of the Semi-Sacred War.

In this case, it may be too much to say that it is a drop in the bucket, but it will not help, so it should be used to describe it, right?

It's better not to come...

Moreover, Qiongtian’s appetite is clearly not that small. Even Mr. Siren may not be able to fill it...

While he was thinking about it, Dao Qiongqian across the way waved his hand and made a conclusion on this matter:

"Take her to the Dead Sea and hold her incommunicado."

"Don't let anyone, any creature, dead thing, or even anything that can be defined as 'existence' except you, or non-existence, come into contact with her or hurt her..."

"Including herself, including self-mutilation and suicide!"

"If something goes wrong with her, you will be the first one to be killed by this palace. Even if your teacher comes, you won't be able to protect her. Do you understand?"

Xi's expression was shocked. It was the first time he heard the Taoist Palace Master tell something in such a serious tone and in so many words.

It can be seen that this matter is serious!

And the person in front of me is said to be a ten-seater, but in fact his combat power is only average and too weak, right?

Xi swallowed his saliva and nodded heavily: "Yes, Dao Palace Master!"

"Take it down."

"yes!"

Xi subconsciously wanted to use ghost spirits to seal people, but found that this was not in line with the instructions of the Taoist Palace Master, so he had no choice but to give up.

He turned to look at the graceful and beautiful woman...

Completely different from Zhu Yiyi, Aunt Xiang has gone through so much, and the only damage to her clothes comes from the lingering influence of Que Leihan.

She was basically uninjured!

Xi wanted to stretch out his hand, but then retracted it as if he was electrocuted.

Xiangyaoyao, this is, you can't resist it on your shoulders, right?

Xi's footsteps were full of lead, and he walked up to Aunt Xiang first, and then he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to tie him up, even touching it felt fatal...

He was at a loss.

Aunt Xiang was amused. She glanced at the young man with a sly smile and walked down the mountain:

"Let's go, little one, I have legs and can walk."

"oh."

The fragrant wind faded away, and the night became lonely, except for Aunt Yuxiang's voice that gradually faded away at night:

"How old are you this year, little guy?"

"Well……"

"I guess you're only around 20. Are you married? Oh, no, that's the question. Are you still a young child?"

"Well……"

"Do you practice ghost swordsmanship? Who is 'your teacher' that the old bastard said? Do you know... well, who is that? What kind of lamp is that?"

"Well……"

"Yes, Hua Changdeng! Auntie actually forgot this name, this is incredible, I don't know if I will be killed if I call her a few more times, I'm so scared, but also a little bit looking forward to it, Hua Changdeng Hua Changdeng Hua Changdeng..."

"Uh..."

"By the way, little guy, your name is Xi, right? If you are an ancient sword cultivator, you should admire Ba Zun'an very much? Do you know that your teacher was actually obsessed with swords back then, and in the end the Saint Emperor family insisted on arranging a marriage for him. He actually didn't like Yue at all..."

"Uh..."

Xi turned into a big goose, and wanted to use this to deal with Auntie Xiang's chattering.

Hearing the end, he felt that he couldn't even listen, and immediately closed his hearing, blocking the sound of this woman's words.

He had never seen such a reckless person!

Xi had only heard similar stories in various rumors and novels.

And now, when someone really mentioned these things in front of him, he didn't dare to listen at all.

It's terrible!

What does this Auntie Xiang want to do? Is she really not afraid of death?

Thinking of the Taoist master's instructions just now - not even self-harm or suicide is allowed, once she is injured, can she really summon that person?

She is so sure that her person can even block the teacher's sword?

Aunt Xiang glanced at the indifferent young man, and she kept telling stories. Suddenly, she said "Shen Yi".

But what she wanted to say was "Shen Yi", and the words turned into "Dao Qiong Cang is really amazing" when she said it.

Aunt Xiang was silent.

She continued to tell the story of the year, and mixed in "Ran Ming" in the middle.

But the same, what she wanted to say was "Ran Ming", and after blurting it out, the words still turned into "Dao Qiong Cang is really amazing".

Aunt Xiang was silent again.

She was unwilling to give up, and tried "Ba Zun An", "You Yuan", "You Tu" and other words one after another.

The answer was all "Dao Qiong Cang is really amazing".

You are so amazing!

Aunt Xiang looked back fiercely and glared at the showy old Taoist, feeling depressed and no longer telling stories.

Obviously, Dao Qiongcang had already blocked the road she could think of.

…

"Stop."

Mei Siren raised his hand.

Cao Erzhu hurriedly put the old immortal down from his back.

Looking up, under the swaying shadows of the trees, a person could be seen standing in front of him.

He had an extraordinary temperament, and was clearly the strange uncle who had left a "handshake" pattern on his hand earlier!

Cao Erzhu's eyes turned red.

Mei Siren took a step forward, tilted his head to look at the expression of the big man, and knew all the answers.

He gently patted the child's arm, indicating that he should be patient.

Although he couldn't hide it, he also hid the person behind him, stepped forward, and walked out of the bushes.

Dao Qiongcang glanced away, but when he saw the figure, he sighed: "Mr. Siren, why bother?"

"Where does the suffering come from?" Mei Siren held the child in one hand and the paper fan in the other. As he stepped forward, his eyes fell on the remains of the Tianji puppet.

No need to speak, no need to confirm.

Just as Cao Erzhu could tell at a glance that he was a good person, Mei Siren also saw at a glance that this was his student.

Xu Xiaoshou, how did he fall to this?

He was beaten to the point where only a remnant of his thoughts was left attached to this kind of artifact, and he was dying.

Not only Cao Erzhu...

At this moment, Mei Siren's eyes were also a little red!

He was angry, and his sword intent suddenly became cold and murderous.

In Qingyuan Mountain, the snow leaves in the surrounding forests and fields swirled and turned into a low vortex, as if a storm was brewing.

Cao Erzhu calmed down and looked at it, and felt that it was very similar to the Qinghe Sword Realm that the old man had demonstrated.

However, the old man's Qinghe Sword Realm was transformed by the water of the waterfall, while the old immortal's Qinghe Sword Realm was taken from countless mountains.

Each has its own merits!

They are all immortal methods!

Dad, your spirit in heaven can rest in peace now...

Dao Qiongcang turned a blind eye to all the changes around him, gently turned the Tianji Si Nan, and said slowly:

"The battle report that Rao Yaoyao found out after her death has been reported. She visited you and asked you in Dongtianwang City for one night... You have no intention of joining the game!"

"But on the Void Island, there are traces left by you. You are no longer neutral. You have already leaned towards the side of the Holy Slave."

"So, I want to ask..."

Dao Qiongcang looked cold and solemn, like thunder in the sky, and asked loudly:

"In the current situation, you, the sword enlightenment master of the Holy Emperor family, should be a friend of the Holy Temple. How should you explain it?"

With a bang, the snowflakes and fallen leaves condensed by the sword intent were defeated by this shout.

Cao Erzhu retreated.

He saw that at this moment, the momentum of the strange uncle climbed to the peak, breaking the influence of the old immortal on the environment of Qingyuan Mountain.

But Mei Siren was not driven away by Dao Qiongcang.

In his eyes, Dao Qiongcang was no different from Rao Yaoyao who visited the First Floor of Heaven at night.

Mei Siren withdrew his gaze from the remains of the Tianji puppet, his eyes turned cold, and his momentum soared.

"Where the Dao is, the word righteousness is the most important, and where the sword points, the teacher has a reason!"

"You are a young boy who is still wet behind the ears. Dare to ask me for an explanation, I can give it to you."

"But I also want to ask you..."

Mei Siren barely took a step forward, his beard and hair flying, and his long robe fluttering.

The storm came, and in an instant, the snow and leaves of Qingyuan Mountain were all over the sky, rolling up, as if turning into a world of wind and snow.

Every snowflake, every stone, and every leaf in this world is the incarnation of a sword, and they all bloom with the sharpness of being unsheathed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Cao Erzhu was frightened by the sudden burst of momentum from the old immortal.

What was even more terrifying was that he could no longer hold the sword case in his hand, and the sword inside seemed to be shaking wildly.

When Mei Siren stepped into the air and raised his sleeves...

"Clang!"

The Qingyuan Sword rang, and Taicheng was in the sky.

The purple-red three-foot sword in the sword case turned into a long rainbow, breaking through the flying snow, and went up from the sky through the clouds.

Mei Siren stood high in the sky, holding the Taicheng Sword, and the sword body tilted under the silver moon.

Amidst the loud noise, the ferocious sword elephant slowly rose from behind him, dressed in gorgeous colors, lingering with the nine swords of the mortal world, stepping on the ten ghost kings, worshiping with flying snow on his head, holding the Qingwushuang Giant, and opening his eyes like a furious Vajra.

When this sword elephant fully stretched out its majestic body, the blue sky was covered and the moonlight lost its brilliance.

It roared, crossed its two swords in the air, and the storm raged across the sky, as if venting endless repression and anger.

Mei Siren's response was also melodious, spreading across the universe and spreading to all directions:

"Dao Qiongcang, how do you explain why you hurt my student?!"

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