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In the next breath, Sword Master Binglian, who knew that his aura fluctuated too violently, waved his hand to disperse the icy sword intent in the void, and then an extremely cold voice resounded in the restaurant:

"One day, I will go up to the Yunxiao Immortal Palace with my sword, and kill them all!"

The murderous voice from Binglian Zun came out, and then the Liantai Zun beside him sighed heavily, raised his hand and waved, and the old voice came out:

"For tens of thousands of years, the Holy Court has been hidden behind many scenes, and its incomparably profound strength has made everyone unable to figure it out, but just like this, it has suppressed the entire power of the Taixuan Land without a chance to breathe.

"Ordinary people may only know the four palaces of the Holy Court galloping in the sea of ​​chaos, but only those of us who respect the upper realm understand that the one who really controls the world is the Holy One sitting on the top of the Lingxiao Palace. , and the Tiance Palace directly under his command!"

As soon as these words came out, more solemn expressions appeared on the faces of the four sword masters.

It is true that the three words of Tiance Palace make these top sword cultivators who have infinite sharpness all over their bodies extremely fearful.

As the saying goes, the end of the road is the road, and the wind is still behind the wind. Many times, when you try your best and experience a narrow escape, you climb up that high mountain, and you will find that it is not as small as you once imagined.

Because it touched the sky on the sky!

"In today's chaotic and chaotic world, with all the heroes rising together, in this chaotic world, luck is like a cloud of smoke fluttering in the wind, without a fixed place, and there is no trace at all."

When everyone was silent, Lei Lianzun, who was dressed in purple, came back to his senses, and after the cold voice came out, he continued to speak:

"You and I both know that even if you have already entered the land fairyland that ordinary people dream of, under the turbulence of the whole world, it is still as small as a drop in the ocean.

"Even if the Immortal Palace will collapse overnight, I don't believe that under the complete reorganization of luck, his Holy Master, his Tiance Palace can continue to hold the veins of heaven and earth with one hand."

Speaking of this, Lei Lian Jianzong's burly body stood up, looked around, and the voice of each word resounded throughout the restaurant again:

"Furthermore, fellow Daoists of the Sword Sect, from the moment you and I swore swords as an alliance and planned to join the Sect, the entire Baolian Sword Land has no way out except to forge ahead bravely and fight a bloody path in this troubled world. Word!"

Master Lei Lian's words were so convincing that even the entire void resounded with thunderous roars, shaking non-stop, and at the same time the other masters of Sword Master also stood up.

Then the Ice Lotus Venerable, who was wearing a white sword robe, raised his hand and stroked the white beard on his chest, and an old voice came out:

"The sound of supporting the court, the third one in the world, blasted open the fairy gate and rushed into the fairy palace to confront the holy venerable for several years, and the two have not yet completely decided the winner.

"At the same time, due to the containment of the Central Shangguo Dragon Court, it is difficult for Tiance Palace to manipulate the world as before, so now we have a little bit of the initiative.

"On the other hand, the Tianxia Daohui will be held soon. At that time, the forces of the entire Taixuan Land will gather together. Maybe some like-minded people can be drawn together to resist the Holy Court."

After the words of Ice Lotus Sword Sect fell, the four sword masters looked at the middle-aged man in coir raincoat who was sitting and drinking tea without saying a word.

If it is said that Fu Tingsheng who is in the Immortal Palace at this time is the third in the world, then the lord of the Taiqing Sect who is sitting in front of him is recognized as the second in the world.

"The strength of the Holy Lord is unmatched in the world. In our minds, the only one who can compete with him is Daoist Taiqing!"

Among the four sword masters, the most stable one, the sword master of the lotus platform, spoke loudly, then bowed respectfully to the front, and the loud voice continued:

"It's a long way to go, and life and death are unpredictable. I beg Daoist Taiqing to show you a bright way."

"I?"

The loud shouts lingered in my ears, and the middle-aged man in a coir raincoat that could no longer be ordinary let out a sigh, put down his teacup, smiled, and continued to respond:

"In fact, I don't know the way like you, so I can only wait and see."

After finishing speaking, the man in coir raincoat lightly threw the Taiqing Sword in his hand to Yi'er who was beside him, stood up and walked out of the restaurant, and then a faint voice came to the ears of the people behind:

"Before coming back, I went to the north, there are stars shining, you may wish to pay more attention.

"By the way, the Tianxia Daohui will open soon. I hope that at that time, the glory of Qinglian Sword Sect will once again shine in Taixuan!"

Chapter 1741 Qinglian Sword Sect

On the tip of the moon, floating clouds lingered, and a faint thick fog floated from a distance, lingering above the night sky of Liantai City.

Perhaps it was because the young suzerain made too much noise in the street outside the Lotus Terrace Restaurant, or it was because he felt that something big would happen today.

Therefore, countless sword cultivators in the entire Liantai City all stood with their swords against the courtyard wall, and did not walk on the street.

Practicing and cultivating is cultivating the connection with the heaven and the earth. The Sword Cultivators of Baolian Sword and Earth have Dao swords condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and their sensing ability is not weak. Therefore, when they look at each other, they all see it from the eyes of the other party. A trace of uneasiness and fear.

Under such circumstances, the entire Liantai City, which has a large area, seems to have reached the middle of the night in advance, and it has become especially quiet. At the same time, the streets under the turbid Akashi lights are sparsely populated, and the occasional flashing figures also appear to be in a hurry.

Then the door of the Liantai Restaurant in the center of the city opened, and the Taiqing Sect Master in coir raincoat stepped out with Yi'er and Li Dingshan behind him.

The strong wind blows with dense fog, like a huge fog beast that chooses to devour people, opens its huge mouth, and swallows the figure in front of it, and then in the gust of wind, a clear voice from the girl Yi'er resounds:

"Uncle, the Holy Court is so powerful, and has secretly controlled the entire Central Plains of the Taixuan Land for so long, why do these sword cultivators of the Baolian Sword make it clear that they want to walk on the opposite side of the Holy Court, and do everything possible to go to the Hezong?" .”

After finishing speaking, Yi'er bit her lip, and the voice of inquiry continued:

"And not only the sword cultivators of Baolian Swordland, but also the former Central Kingdom, etc., have taken the lead in showing their will to fight against the Holy Court. Is it just because they want to restore the so-called glory of the past?"

The girl's doubts fell, and then the Taiqing Sect Master who walked unhurriedly in front of her responded:

"The glory of the past is just the past, and the lost time cannot be recovered. Most people understand this truth. Therefore, restoring the glory of the past is just a rhetoric. As for the real reason."

Speaking of this, the man in coir raincoat stopped and looked up at the sky. He seemed to have seen through the fog above, and saw the magnificent luck moving back and forth at the top of the sky, and then a faint voice came out:

"The real reason is that the Holy Court of Suffering has been going on for a long time in this world!"

Sect Master Taiqing sighed, raised his right hand, and waved viciously at the sky above, and then the chaotic green energy that surrounded the entire Liantai City in the dark and used to cover the heavenly secrets dissipated directly.

At the same time, in the Lotus Terrace Restaurant behind the three of Taiqingzong, an extremely ear-piercing sword cry suddenly resounded through the heaven and the earth.

The sound of this sword cry shook the sky, shook the heavens and the earth, even ignoring the limitation of the entire space, it directly rang to the ears of all the sword repairers in the entire Baolian Sword Field.

"Pyridine!"

The roar of the sword was magnificent, and the bodies of countless sword cultivators in the sword ground trembled violently. They hurriedly raised their hands to hold down the hilt of the dao sword that suddenly started beating violently behind them, and murmured involuntarily:

"What happened, why did Daojian wake up automatically, and glow with such extremely excited emotions?"

The murmurs fell, and the sword cultivators in the cities of Baolian Sword Field followed the continuous whistling of the swords in their ears, and then turned to the north one after another, and the more horrified voices continued to come out:

"The sound of the sword's cry comes from the north. Could it be the Lotus Terrace City where the Lotus Terrace Sword Sect is located?"

As soon as the words fell, Liantai City, where the heavenly secret was reconnected with the Taixuan Central Plains, was even more violent and incomparably sword-like, and then at the Liantai Restaurant in the center of the city, the four sword intents of purple, blue, white, and red became visible to the naked eye. His sword light, like a long rainbow, pierced straight into the night sky.

The fury of the sword intent unleashed by the four kendo land gods and immortals with all their strength was beyond imagination. It took only a split second to completely tear up the billowing mist floating above Liantai City, revealing the bright night sky behind.

A moment later, the four sword lights that shredded the thick fog continued to rise, and finally grounded against the sky, turning into four sky-reaching sword pillars, shining in the world, even after a very long distance, they were still clearly visible.

Looking from a distance, the four sword pillars look like four giant swords of heaven and earth with complex runes engraved on them. On the giant swords, there is a vast aura belonging to the gods and gods of the land, which is overwhelming like clouds and mist. Spread out with a bang.

The drastic changes in the heaven and earth in Baolian Sword Land are within a breath!

Afterwards, the sword cultivators of Baolian Sword who had witnessed all this subconsciously took a step forward, and a more horrified voice came out of their mouths:

"This aura is that the powerful masters of the four great sword sects of Baolian Sword Land gathered together and released their own supreme cultivation at the same time. Something must have happened!"

After these shocking voices came out, the four sword pillars in the city of Liantai regenerated and changed, and the sword intent pouring out became even stronger, making the swords in the hands of every sword cultivator tremble continuously , almost want to fly away.

In the next breath, when all the sword cultivators were shocked, an old and steady female voice came from one of the sword pillars, resounding throughout the Baolian sword field:

"Fellow sword cultivators, I am the lord of the Lotus Sword Sect of the Lotus Terrace."

After these words fell, the other three magnificent voices sounded immediately:

"I am the lord of the Baolian Sword and Thunder Lotus Sword Sect."

"This seat is the lord of the Ice Lotus Sword Sect."

"This seat comes from the Scarlet Lotus Sword Sect."

As soon as these four voices resounded through the sky, the four Supreme Sword Intents sweeping outwards in Liantai City suddenly reached their peak, and then the Dao swords in the hands of all the sword cultivators in the entire Liantai City protruded out an inch with a swipe, and There were sword howls one after another in response.

After a breath, amidst the whistling sword sounds, the voice from Sword Master Liantai came out again:

"Tens of thousands of years ago, if all the sword cultivators in my Baolian Swordland met with each other, they would not say that they came from Hecheng and Hezong like they do now, because there is one and only one sword sect in the entire Baolian Swordland. .

"Fellow sword cultivators, you belong to the supreme sect of my sword cultivator, have you ever forgotten?"

As soon as this question came out, all the sword cultivators in Baolian Sword Field who heard the words suddenly had a surge of torrent in their hearts, and it rushed straight to the top of their heads.

"Of course I won't forget, Qinglian Sword Sect, Qinglian Sword Sect!"

After the uniform shouts fell, the cold and domineering voice continued to roll out from within the sword pillar on behalf of Lei Lianzun:

"When the Qinglian Sword Sect was divided into sects, the master of this seat pointed to the Qinglian Dao Sword and warned the four of us before it fell.

"However, due to the general situation, my precious lotus sword has been split for too long, and today's unpredictable changes, the words of the master are still lingering in our ears, making the four of us toss and turn, unable to sleep at night.

"So today, my four sects announce to the world that starting today, the four major sword sects of Liantai, Leilian, Binglian and Chilian will officially merge into one sect, Qinglian Swordzong!"

After finishing speaking, the fierce howling sword sound in Baolian Sword Field directly reached its peak.

Then under the countless sword intents rolling into the sky, the four-color sword beams of light gathered directly inward, completely turning into a blue sword pillar connecting the sky and the earth, and then this sword pillar turned into a green lotus, shining in the night sky, Bloom outward.

"Combination leads to life, separation leads to death. When the green lotus blooms, all the swords of the Baolian sword will become one.

"We sword cultivators should support each other and draw our swords!"

Chapter 1742 The Road

"Big news, everyone, big news is here!"

In Sleeping Tiger County, the place of Taixuan, in a restaurant full of people, a small repairman who made a living passing messages between Shenji Pavilion and various restaurants suddenly rushed into it, and then raised his hand The bell, shake it vigorously, and make a clear sound outside.

"Ding ding dong dong."

As soon as the bells rang, the restaurant, which was originally extremely lively, suddenly became extremely quiet, and everyone turned their heads to look at the gate.

But after only a few breaths, the whole restaurant suddenly became noisy again. It was really because there were too many so-called breaking news recently, and these creatures were no longer surprised.

The location of the city where this restaurant is located is extremely delicate, and it can be said that countless creatures from the southeast and northwest have gathered together, so the people who work here or live in the restaurant are extremely diverse in terms of clothing styles and ethnic identities.

In fact, compared to ordinary restaurants, these monks who often travel in the land of Taixuan still prefer to eat and live in the Shenji Pavilion. After all, the Shenji Pavilion is the message transmission of the entire land of Taixuan. a place.

The news from all over the world converges in the divine machine, this sentence is not just talking.

Because of this, it is hard to find a Shenji Pavilion in almost every big city, and many monks can only find a restaurant not far from the Shenji Pavilion to eat, and some Xiaoxiu, who is responsible for information transmission, passes messages back and forth.

At this time, the Xiaoxiu who was standing in the restaurant looked middle-aged, with messy blue-gray hair and an unshaven beard on his face, but overall he gave off a rather calm feeling.

As far as news is concerned, apart from timeliness, another extremely important point is truth, and a mature and prudent minor repair is often more favored by people.

So when the middle-aged man stood there not long after ringing the bell, a young voice came from the box above the restaurant:

"Cultivators below, I have fulfilled the big news you said, and let all fellow Taoists in the restaurant hear it openly."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of violent cheers in the entire restaurant, and then the window of the box above opened, and a fat hand wearing a Taoist ring stretched out from it, and gently grabbed a three-color fairy coin, Throw it at the middle-aged monk standing below.

In the next breath, the fairy coin drew an arc in the air and fell downwards. At the same time, the three-color fascination emitted from the fairy coin made the eyes of the whole restaurant become extremely hot all of a sudden.

The value of a three-color fairy coin, many monks present, have never even seen it several times in their entire lives.

Then the middle-aged walking cultivator, with the light in his eyes shining brightly, reached out and grabbed the falling fairy coin, and then hid it in his pocket extremely quickly.

The middle-aged monk moved extremely quickly. Before anyone could react, he had already put away the fairy coin, took a step forward, cupped his hands in front of him, and thanked him:

"This son is so generous, Li is very grateful."

After the words fell, the middle-aged monk surnamed Li looked around, nodded to the monks in the surrounding restaurants, and the deep voice continued:

"Since there is a young master who tells everyone this news for free, then I will not hide it, everyone, please take a look."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged monk suddenly raised his hand to the front, and saw a rain curtain waved directly from the former's hand, turning into a mirror, occupying the void in the center of the entire restaurant.

Then, in the rain, a picture slowly appeared. In the dark night sky, the mighty blue sword energy turned into a green lotus and bloomed outwards. It was the scene in Liantai City a few days ago.

At the same time, within the rain curtain, Sword Master Lei Lian's word-for-word announcement rolled out:

"After today, the four major sword sects of Baolian Sword Land will merge into one sect, and sword cultivators in the world can return to Qinglian Sword Sect no matter when and where!"

"boom!"

As soon as the scene inside the rain curtain came out, many of the monks in the entire restaurant stood up directly, staring at the front with burning eyes.

The thoughts flowing in their eyes fluctuated like a stormy sea, and behind these people, there was a long sword on their backs.

Obviously, these people are the Taixuan Sword Cultivators that Sword Master Lei Lian mentioned!

"The four major sword sects in the land of Baolian Sword who were not in harmony with each other unexpectedly merged overnight, and the Qinglian sword sect who ruled Taixuan tens of thousands of years ago was born unexpectedly.

"This also means that a force that cannot be underestimated has been born in the Central Plains, the land of taixuan. By heaven, this news is really big enough!"

A series of exclamations came from the monks in the restaurant, and the entire restaurant suddenly became extremely noisy.

After that, in the private room on the second floor of the restaurant, she took off her golden treasure clothes and put on a more low-key gold ingot in plain clothes, and respectfully closed the half-opened windows and doors.

Immediately, a young voice sounded in Jin Yuanbao's ear:

"The merger of the four sects of Baolian Sword Land happened four days ago, and the distance between Shuihu County and Baolian County where we are now is not short, it can be said that it is separated by more than half of the core of the Central Plains.