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Chapter 884: Fierce Battle (Part I)


There was a hint of confusion on the white-haired man's face, and he said calmly: "What's wrong with Chi Ling?"

"She, she" Junxi started to stutter.

"Stop hesitating and say it," the white-haired man said.

Junxi nodded quickly and said tremblingly: "She is dead, she was killed."

After saying that, a trace of pain flashed across Junxi's face, and two tears squeezed out of his eyes.

The moment to test his acting skills had arrived.

The white-haired man sighed: "Oh, forget it, have you avenged her?"

Junxi was stunned and looked at the white-haired man in disbelief.

"I'm asking you, tell me quickly."

The white-haired man didn't look as angry as Junxi imagined.

"Revenge."

Junxi nodded quickly.

"She was actually involved in the catastrophe of the heaven.

Her death can only be said to be her fate."

The white-haired man said lightly: "This time the catastrophe of the heaven is coming again.

Master, I can't help you.

This fate is yours."

You can change it yourself.”

Suddenly, Junxi staggered, and the excitement in his heart disappeared instantly.

He said doubtfully: "Why, why?"

"This is the calamity of the Three Realms.

As a Supreme Saint, I cannot get involved.

After I broke through to the Supreme Saint, I have jumped out of the Three Realms and am no longer in the Five Elements.

The order of the Three Realms cannot control me, but I can't break it either.

The order of the three realms.

Over the years, I have traveled around the world and seen many things that I have never seen before.

You have to remember that the universe is huge and there are all kinds of worlds.”

Junxi nodded: "Disciple understands."

The white-haired man stood up: "I was just passing through the heaven this time, and I came back to take a look.

She was so angry that she died.

I won't look at Lian Yun anymore, so as not to make her sad again.

You have to take good care of her.

Her temper is something I don't care about.

I know, you have to be more tolerant.”

"Disciple, please remember."

Junxi whispered.

"Then I'll leave first."

Junxi knelt down and said: "Master, you have been away for so many years, and it is not easy for you to come back this time.

This disciple still has many things to ask you."

"Understand for yourself, everything is Tao, Tao gives birth to Tao, Tao is endless, Tao is perfect and unified."

The white-haired man waved his hand.

"Then where will master go this time?

After his disciples have reached the level of sainthood, he will pass on the position of God to the right person, and then he will find you."

Junxi whispered.

The white-haired man squinted his eyes and looked above the Pantheon, pointed out the transparent skylight and said: "When you see the brightest star, there is no big world.

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I have been to many small worlds, and I also want to try the big world. ."

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the Pantheon.

Seeing that the white-haired man was gone, Junxi stood up.

His forehead and nose were covered with sweat, and his face looked a little pale.

After slightly adjusting his divine power, the sweat on his face disappeared and his expression returned to normal.

"It really scared me to death, damn, the old guy came back and didn't help me."

Junxi reached out and patted his chest and cursed in his mind.

In the starry sky above the Heavenly Palace, the white-haired man stepped upward step by step with his hands behind his back, as easily as stepping on a staircase.

Turning around and looking at the sixth level of the sky below, the white-haired man showed a hint of coldness on his face and murmured: "Junxi, I can only help you secretly this time.

What you did has greatly disappointed me.

"After saying that, he stretched out his hand and drew out a trace of chaos power, facing The power of chaos sent a message: "Lian'er, the catastrophe is coming.

If you can't change your fate, I have hidden a mid-level sacred weapon for protection under the Maple Forest Mountain on the sixth level.

When the time comes, you can use that sacred weapon to protect you."

There is a place where I am, just come to me."

Sixth level of heaven, the main hall of Fengluan Hall.

Lian Yun was sitting on the phoenix chair, meditating with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, a voice came to her ears: "Lian'er, just come to me if the disaster is coming."

In an instant, Lian Yun sat up from the phoenix chair.

With excitement on her face, she looked around and said, "Father, father."

"Lian'er, it's me."

The faint voice reached her ears from nowhere.

"Father, where are you?"

Lian Yun knelt on the ground and said.

"You remember what I said before.

I'm leaving.

If I have a chance, I will come back."

In the starry sky above the sixth level of the sky, the figure of the man in white turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the galaxy of the universe.

In the main hall of Fengluan Hall, Lian Yun was lying on the ground and was sobbing: "Father, don't leave.

I have been waiting for you for so many years.

Don't leave.

Lingling is dead.

She is already dead.

According to my inquiry, I know , was killed by Junxi.

Since he became the Lord, he has really changed.

Everything has changed.

He makes me feel strange and disappointed. , but he didn't listen to my dissuasion and made his own decisions in everything.

In my opinion, he was pushing the heaven to a dead end, but I was working hard.

I wanted to change the fate of the three realms.

I didn't want to lose the heaven.

This is my home. , Of course, I don’t want to lose him.

Although he killed my sister, I think he must have his reasons.

I am waiting for him to change back to his former self.

Father, are you still there?"

Jiangnan City, suburbs.

Dabai and Le Pengju were fighting each other with swords in their hands.

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The sound of "clang" continued, and the air around them made explosive sounds from time to time.

Wherever they passed, trees were broken, and all the soil and rocks on the ground were bounced away. .

Le Pengju's sword was swung very quickly, until the vital point was exposed.

Dabai held a long sword with no expression on his face, constantly blocking Le Pengju's attacks again and again.

"My dear Pixiu, are you scared?

Why do you only know how to defend?"

Le Pengju grinned.

The corners of Dabai's mouth turned up slightly: "Didn't you see that the weapon in my hand is a high-level spiritual weapon?

If you use a high-level spiritual weapon to go head-to-head with your low-level magic weapon, are you a pig?"

"Hahaha, you actually know that my Ziyue Tianlong Sword is a low-level artifact, and you still use a high-level spiritual weapon to fight with me.

Aren't you looking for death?"

Le Pengju sneered, and the big knife in his hand slashed straight down again. .

"Crack" A crack appeared on the long sword in Dabai's hand.

There was a figure standing in the woods not far away.

The figure was Wang Jian.

His eyes were fixed here.

When he saw Dabai's weapon broken, his expression changed and he clenched his fists tightly. .

"Doesn't Dabai have an artifact?

I clearly learned from Tianming God's memory that he had a low-level artifact, Buyun Bow.

Why didn't he take it out?"

Wang Jian thought to himself.

"Die, die, you are attacking me!"

Le Pengju slashed at Dabai with his knife wildly, hissing continuously.

The sound of "clang" echoed in the night sky again and again, sparks flew everywhere, and there were more and more cracks on the long sword in Dabai's hand.

With a "bang" sound, the broadsword struck the long sword again, and the long sword exploded: