In a blink of an eye, the earth is dry and prosperous, but we don't know how many disasters there are in the world, and how many heroes have died in battle under the city occupied by gods and demons.
Qingyoumen, beast pond.
The bottomless pool was lightless and waveless, and a giant turtle lay motionless in the water.
The huge turtle shell was covered with moss and looked like a huge bluestone.
In the center of the animal pool, in the middle of the pool, a girl stood gracefully on the water, her toes stepping on the transparent mirror-like pool water, but she could completely touch it.
A faint sheen of true energy shone around her.
She closed her eyes tightly, like the moon.
His eyelashes suddenly blinked, as if he was aware of his eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed: "Master" "ah" She looked around absentmindedly, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.
The crystal tears splashed in the pool water, creating ripples.
"Master" she murmured softly, and suddenly knelt down on the water, letting her snowy legs touch the water.
However, those water splashes seemed to have spirituality and did not wet her clothes and body.
Refers to distance.
Beside the pool, several women meditating opened their eyes and looked at the girl in the water.
A Qingyou Sect disciple couldn't help but said: "Senior Sister Xiaoxi, you have fallen into the nightmare of cultivation again."
Yun Xiaoxi turned around, wiped away her warm tears, looked at everyone with a sour nose, and said: "Although Master has been killed by Chisel Teeth, we must not give up Qingyou Sect and live in the beast pond.
We must take good care of ourselves."
Practice and remember the master’s last words, Qingyoumen must not disappear from the world, otherwise, we will be ashamed of our master Fuxi.”
A woman nodded, walked closer, held Yun Xiaoxi's shoulders, and said, "We all know, it's just Senior Sister Xiaoxi, are you okay?
You have been in a state of confusion since you broke through the sixth level of the starry sky and entered the seventh level of the starry sky."
Tears welled up in Yun Xiaoxi's eyes again: "I can't believe that the master who has been with us for twenty years will actually be killed.
I" "Sister Xiaoxi, wuwu," the female disciple immediately burst into tears.
All the male and female disciples of Qingyou Sect around the beast pond showed sad expressions, especially the female disciples, all of them cried extremely sadly.
After a while, Yun Xiaoxi slowly stood up and walked towards the crowd on the water waves.
His eyes were calm and he said calmly: "Brothers and sisters, I don't need to say more.
Everyone knows that the despicable god Chisel Tooth has occupied the Qingyou Sect.
He possesses Tianchen mid-level strength.
Even if Elder Qingxuan and his master join forces, they still cannot win.
Elder Qingxuan is seriously injured.
After returning to the Hidden Dragon Palace, Master was even killed by Chisel Tooth in order to protect us, the descendants of Qingyou Sect.
Chisel Tooth was brutal and brutal, killing countless people in the surrounding area in the past year, and the world had to avoid us in Qingyou Mountain, no matter for the sake of the world.
Ordinary people, in order to avenge Master, we must all practice hard in order to be able to cut teeth with blood."
A male disciple stood up and said: "Senior Sister Xiaoxi, your cultivation realm is the highest.
Even you have not been able to break through the starry sky realm and ascend to god, so what can we do?"
Yun Xiaoxi's body trembled slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and said: "I will try my best."
Continuing to practice, Yun Xiaoxi stood on the water and entered into meditation, entering the supreme state of the Ice Crystal Technique, the secret art of the Qingyoumen lineage.
Green ripples appeared under her feet, as if they were protecting her.
The highest state of Ice Crystal Technique is Bing Xuanhui Meng.
After entering samadhi, Yun Xiaoxi felt as if he was in a dream.
Countless past events flew through his mind, and scenes passed before his eyes.
Fox Yue's loving face especially made Yun Xiaoxi feel heartbroken.
The picture After a turn, there was another scene in the Qingyun Mountains, that The laughing young man has now disappeared.
Many people have spread that Ye Yang has been killed in the decisive battle with Da Feng and his soul has been scattered.
Moreover, Yun Xiaoxi has not been able to sense Ye Yang's breath for a year, just like...
As in the legend, Ye Yang is already dead.
"Ziyu Ziyu" Yun Xiaoxi seemed to be muttering in her sleep, her mind was confused, and she suddenly woke up.
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With a "pop" sound, a mouthful of blood splashed into the pool.
Her long hair spread out, she showed a trace of pain, and she slowly lay down in the pool.
"Senior Sister Xiaoxi, Senior Sister Xiaoxi" A group of Qingyou Sect disciples rushed forward, only to find that Yun Xiaoxi had passed out.
Several female disciples burst into tears.
They held Yun Xiaoxi's hand and cried: "Finally, I am still trapped by love.
Senior sister, why are you suffering?"
"Hurry up and help Senior Sister Xiaoxi heal her injuries."
The dim animal pond was full of sadness and worry.
A year later, the Wuji Purgatory was filled with flames, and the entire Wuji Purgatory was boiling violently.
Around the mountains, even many stone mines have been refined.
The blood-red magma is surging and seems to be very angry.
The blue rocks are rising, and the entire Wuji Purgatory seems to be exploding.
"Hey hey hey" Several commanders sighed one after another, looking at Ye Yang who was still standing in the flames in the distance, and said: "When is the end?
It has been a year.
Even the kid over there named Ding Xiang has been refined.
Many inner elixirs have entered the realm of the starry sky.
When will you be able to refine the Haotian Sword?"
Qiao Yanluo frowned slightly and said: "Actually, as early as four months ago, I felt that the power of your aura domain had already surpassed the seventh level of the starry sky.
His strength had actually been among the god-level powerhouses for a long time.
Listed, but he is still unwilling to give up refining the sword, so that now the master's power has reached the level of a god-level strongman, but the realm is still stuck in the starry sky realm, what is going on?
" Commander Tianlan smiled lightly and said: "I seem to understand something."
"What do you understand?"
Qiao Yanluo and a group of commanders asked hurriedly.
Commander Tianlan thought for a while and said: "The average cultivator only cultivates the understanding of a law.
The more he understands the law, the stronger his power becomes.
However, you have been practicing for almost a full year and your aura is getting stronger and stronger."
Huge, but too late I haven't woken up yet.
I think that what you are cultivating is not the understanding of laws, but a state of mind.
You are not cultivating gods, but cultivating your heart.
Once your state of mind improves, your true strength may be greater than that of those strong men who have ascended to the level of gods.
Even more terrifying” "ah" Qiao Yanluo opened her mouth wide and looked back at Ye Yang, who was sleeping in the realm of the Hundred Refining Techniques in the sky.
His beautiful eyes were full of confusion: "Is it true that as Tian Lan said, your mind is not mature yet, so you don't want to wake up. " Tian Lan nodded: "That's what I thought.
The moment you open your eyes, you will immediately ascend to godhood."
Qiao Yanluo's delicate body trembled: "Oh, that's great."
At this moment, suddenly, the earth trembled.
Not far away, there was a "pop" sound, and a long black sword broke out of the sea and hung majestically between the sky and the earth.
It was the Haotian Sword.
"It's time to wake up, Haotian Sword" Ye Yang suddenly opened his eyes, which were full of stunning golden color, and shouted: "Gods in the infinite purgatory, tremble!"
"Keng" The Haotian Sword finally suddenly came out of its sheath, and the blade melted rapidly.
After a year of forging the weapon, Ye Yang finally began to melt the Haotian Sword.
Raising his hand to pull out the Green Soul Sword, Ye Yang suddenly threw it out.
The Green Soul Sword collided with the Haotian Sword with a spiritual bang.
Huge energy explosions continued one after another, and the entire Wuji Purgatory seemed to be destroyed.
After a while, the dust and fire rock dispersed, and the Haotian Sword and the Green Soul Sword merged into one, turning into a sacred iron, shapeless and floating there.
Ye Yang raised his hand, and a flame sky crystal burst out of the sky.
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It was the unique ability of a god-level powerhouse to condense the god crystal.
"Sir, he is already a god."
Qiao Yanluo opened her mouth wide.
Commander Tianlan and others surrendered one after another.
If that young man used his strength to make all the ghost soldiers surrender, then how could these ghost soldiers not surrender now, facing a real god?
The surface of the lava sea became calm and no longer rolled.
Flames that were almost invisible to the naked eye whirled rapidly and flew towards the piece of divine iron in the air.
There is no doubt that Ye Yang is using the power of God to continue to cast this iron.
The new divine sword uses the heat of the entire Infinite Purgatory lava sea for its use, which means that Ye Yang almost refined the entire Infinite Purgatory just for the birth of this divine weapon.
Under Ye Yang's thoughts, the divine iron slowly began to condense and deform, becoming more and more like a sword.
The elemental elves around him moved violently, and clusters of nameless explosive flames flickered everywhere in the air.
"Is the Divine Weapon ready?"
Qiao Yanluo nervously opened her beautiful eyes.
Commander Tianlan frowned: "It seems that there is still something missing.
Although divine iron is rare, it is missing some spiritual and true divine weapons.
This is definitely not the case."
Before Tianlan finished speaking, the divine iron suddenly exploded, and a halo of flames appeared, gradually condensing into a human image.
Ye Yang was so sad that he suddenly fell to the ground, knelt on his knees, and burst into tears: "Grandpa Qin Fang":