Xiao Xie had a firm thought, and then he left without looking back.

There was no more distracting thoughts in his heart that were worth hesitating.

However, after taking a few steps, he suddenly felt a supreme majesty surge from behind. When the coldness of his body exploded, Xiao Xie unconsciously stopped...

Above Xixia City, thunder and clouds surged.

Just now, the sky was clear, and suddenly a huge vortex emerged in the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

The wind moves, the clouds gather, the lightning and the thunder sound.

The storm that came from the sky was like the left hand of God, possessing endless power of destruction.

Electric snakes lingered on the thick dark clouds gathered from the whiteness.

The scorching sun had long been swallowed by the darkness. It was not a solar eclipse, but the dark clouds with thunder rolling thunder spread rapidly, covering the entire Xixia almost in a moment!

The darkness came after the sound of thunder breaking through the air...

In an instant, stillness was like a terrible plague. The headquarters of the Zifeihe Chamber of Commerce began to spread, almost reaching the same speed as the spread of darkness. A terrifying inexplicable pressure like a god made all the individuals in Xixia who felt this pressure even their thoughts were frozen!

It’s terrible, is it the devil coming to the world?! The doomsday is coming?!

Xiao Xie's teeth trembled, and he suddenly realized that the revenge he had been insisting on and the proud willpower seemed so ridiculous in the face of this pressure.

Whoosh!

The Shenzong standard sword on his waist was unsheathed and flew into the sky. Xiao Xie was powerless to stop it. However, in fact, he knew clearly that even without that terrifying pressure, even if he could still move freely, he would definitely not be able to stop the momentum of the flying sword breaking through the air.

Just as the sword weapon was removed from the sheath, the light from the corner of my eyes clearly saw a glimpse of the sparks that were ripped out due to the rapidity. There was still a little burning heat left on the steel crocodile-mouthed scabbard scabbard!

It's terrible. How much power and speed are needed to produce this effect! The inside of the scabbard is coated with a high-quality anti-molecule coating!

Xiao Xie, trembling is getting worse and worse...

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The rich black fog is like ink that cannot be dissolved, eroding everywhere.

No, that is no longer just a pure black man, but an emptiness and nothingness! A void that only exists and twists in the gaps, as if it can devour everything!

The entire mountain seemed to be shrouded in nothingness, and no sunlight could be revealed.

How could a mere light pass through the darkness that can devour the soul, and that level of "nothingness"?

The Ten Thousand-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Five-Flying Dragon Qi converges. On the top of the mountain, a golden tripod that cannot be seen by the eyes slowly takes shape.

However, in that tripod, there was clearly a small amount of inconspicuous darkness that kept swallowing, or evaporating the golden luck around.

Suddenly, the tripod veil shook, and it seemed that the spiritual point between virtual and real was about to take shape!

However, like countless times in the past, the inconspicuous darkness in the cauldron utensilted out a large amount of rich black sè, constantly evaporating the golden energy that permeated the cauldron!

The almost-formed tripod tool returns to its illusion again.

Just like countless times that have been practiced before, the thick black fog shrank violently, retreated into the dark dot of the source, and hibernated in the golden cauldron.

At this moment, at this moment, a mountain on the main peak of the sacred mountain suddenly exploded, and a stream of black mist that was exactly like in a golden tripod was visible to the eyes, spreading ten miles in a moment!

Ten miles in radius are less than one percent for the entire sacred mountain. If you dig open the sacred clouds and mist, from a distance, it looks like a dark spot suddenly appeared on the beautiful sacred mountain...

The dark spots did not expand twice. In the place where the darkness was centered on a certain mountain, the painful screams of birds and beasts sounded one after another...

The golden tripod vessel is still between virtual and real, and the continuous luck gathers from all directions towards the tripod!

The speed at which the luck of luck should have gathered far exceeds the speed at which the black dots swallowed luck.

But for some reason, when the black gas erupted on the sacred mountain, the golden tripod that was hard to see in the eyes actually trembled violently and then contracted!

Oh my God! The cancer-like black dot turned into a small black dong, absorbing it wildly, vanishing the luck in the cauldron!!!

On the battlefield where the eyes are unpredictable, the invisible black dong quickly swallows the bright yellow representing luck.

On the sacred mountain, the ten-mile black fog visible to the eyes was gradually closing towards the mountain...

The black fog is passing by, only dead trees and scattered skeletons of birds and beasts...

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"What's going on!!!"

Jian Huaxin, who had closed his eyes and calmed down, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in horror.

In the sky, the virtual tripod that originally enveloped the entire Shenzong Hall actually shrunk by one third in a very short time!!!

Scary and terrible!

Jian Huaxin itself does not have the ability to look at qi, but as a master, he always has a special intuition! The large loss of luck is at most, like ordinary people, which means chest tightness and upset, and things are not going well. But for masters, that is definitely the biggest warning sign!

He suddenly stood up, ignoring the surprised Le'er beside him, Jian Xi opened his mind and then flew towards Chu Xiang's retreat!

On the vibrant sacred mountain, there is only there, suddenly filled with death!!!

At the same time, as long as all masters who practice in the Shenzong reach a certain level, they will inexplicably look towards the sky and feel a sense of terror in their consciousness. This is already, the most obvious effort to do it!

In a valley, Mingyue, who was originally having a good conversation with Rong'er, suddenly turned pale. And the Danxin, who was playing the piano alone, also stopped the sound of the piano in an instant!

"Mingyue? What's wrong?"

"Clang!"

"ah!"

However, Danxin unconsciously stretched the string too tightly, pulled it apart, and cut a wound from his fingertips!

The blood dripped down and the screaming in a low voice was not the injured Danxin, but Rong'er whose skills were sealed!

Almost at the same time, on the land of Jiuzhou, all individuals who belong to Shenzong or who have close ties with Shenzong suddenly felt a trance in their hearts, as if they had lost something, and all kinds of distracting thoughts arise!

With one stroke, the whole body moves!

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Zixiao Mountain, Zixiao Sword Sect.

Just like Xixia City, at some point, it was already dark clouds!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With the sound of breaking through the air, the disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect were shocked. The swords on their waists actually flew into the sky independently!

After being shocked, they became happy again!

A few days ago, the strange things that happened in the seclusion of Yiyun in the hands of the mén man had already spread throughout the sect. Then, the legendary master Yiyun must be the one who can cause such a strange phenomenon at this time!

The power of the palm is the power of the entire Mén sect, and the ability to fight the sword in the air is clearly something that only immortals have!!!

Flying swords broke out into the air. At first, some people tried to stop them, and even intended to put the swords into the system warehouse.

However, with the announcement made by the deputy chief of Zixiao Sword Sect on the Mén Sect channel, all panic was replaced by surprise. Even those who were ignorant had not yet associated this incident with Yi Yun's head, and when Yao Tong knew and informed it clearly, the entire Zixiao Sword Sect, all the people took the initiative to take out some backup sword weapons from the warehouse and threw them into the sky!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Swords flew through the air, as if they were coated with a layer of purple light. What's more, if the swords themselves are of good quality, they actually ignited a purple fire when flying - Zixiaoyan!

In the sky, thunder clouds rolled down, as if the gods were furious and punished.

However, no one will pay attention to the thunderous and deafening thunder that should have been horrifying!

Under the thunder clouds, a purple sword blade storm gathered rapidly!

The large piece of deep purple brilliance attracted everyone's eyes, as if it was the most beautiful galaxy pattern...

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Piaomiao Peak, Lingjiu Palace.

Xier stood by the cliff, stopped drinking a day, and looked into the distance in surprise.

East, southwest, north.

His eyes beat three times in a row, and finally he stayed in Xixia, which was closest to Piaomiao Peak.

On the Houjiao martial arts field, the purple shadow who danced swords all day long stopped slowly.

It seemed that he felt something, Ming'er stopped and looked straight to the north, with a smile on her lips.

"Bei Luo Zixiao, Ji Jian Zun!"

Ming'er said slowly, word by word. Except for a little surprise, it was hard to hide the envy in his tone, but more of it was blessing from the heart.

As an enemy, I am destined to be with Yiyun. My past favors and the knowledge of my difficulties were destined to remember not betray Xier. I was even willing to use my feelings to deceive Yiyun for her.

But things like feelings are the most unplayable. Those who think they can mercy their feelings must be merciless for their feelings.

In the end, Ming'er cultivated the mood of love, a sad mood, who only lives for others, but is destined to be unable to get it from the bottom of the matter.

Is this a choice she doesn't regret, or a choice she made for her with a feeling of self-blame, I'm afraid she can't even explain it herself.

As a bystander, Xier, who could see clearly, chose to remain silent at that time.

Love cannot be obtained. Love reaches its extreme, but it is destined to be unable to possess. When love becomes the only one, possession means destruction. Is this the most pious repentance, painful torture, or just simple happiness...

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To be continued...