Revival of the Gods

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"Haha, haha~"

Dongfang Yushan laughed and said, "Are you two crazy, who do you think you are? I am waiting to be polite to you, not because you are great, but because you represent the talents of my heavenly human race, if you lose my heavenly Confucianism Stand, you are not worthy of such courtesy, I am not afraid of you at all!"

"Not bad~"

Qinglian Sword Immortal also nodded, "You are right. I represent the Celestial Clan, but I also represent the billion people of Sangziqian Mountain. If I can't rescue them from Sangziqian Mountain, how can I call myself Qinglian? Sword Fairy?"

"What do you mean?"

Dongfang Yushan was puzzled, "What do you mean by the billion people of Sangziqan Mountain? Your billion people..."

"Do you know why Xiao Wenzong came to bury the celestial void?"

"Do you know why Xiao Wenzong used a pill of mud to fill the emptiness of the immortal burial?"

"Do you know that on the other side of the Buried Immortal Void, in the Sangzi Trench Mountain, which shrinks every day, there are one billion people of mine?"

Qinglian Sword Immortal’s eyes were red. He flew into the sky, facing the sword light of two million sword immortals, and said sharply, “Since I can remember, I have known that the mission of the one billion people of my Sangziqianshan clan is to The Sangziqian Mountain Clan was rescued from Sangziqian Mountain!"

"Because at all times, the Sangzigshan Clan is living in the shadow of death, and neither tomorrow nor death knows which one will come first!"

"Do you know?"

Qinglian Jianxian raised his hand in the direction of Immortal Burial Void, and said, "In your Wujian’s Immortal Burial Void, the other side is Sangziqi Mountain. The Immortal Burial Void not only expands towards the Yuhu Heavenly Territory, but also towards Sangziqi Mountain. On the one hand, the Yanhu horizon is almost infinite, and I am not afraid of being swallowed by the emptiness of burying immortals. But Sangziqiang Mountain is different. On the other side of Sangziqiang Mountain is the Bohai Sea. In the center of the Bohai Sea, there is a huge whirlpool, that is, return to the market. There is nothing in the return market. The Immortal Burying Void swallowed Sangzi Gully Mountain, and Bo Hai also blocked Sangzi Gully Mountain. The world in which my Sangzi Gully Clan can survive is drastically reduced every day!"

"In order to stop the engulfing of the buried immortal void, my Sangzigshan clan will have a blood sacrifice every million years, and every time I have to select one hundred and eighty thousand clansmen who are proficient in sword intent!"

"Do you know? We have to practice swords since we were young, and we must realize the sword intent at all times, and forge the sword intent that is different from others, because the one hundred and eight thousand sword intents sacrificed can never be the same, and we Since I was a child, my ambition is to be able to sprinkle blood on the celestial emptiness and contribute to the survival of my Sangziqianshan clan!

"You practice swords to live, and we... practice swords to die!"

"Even if it's for death, we will follow each other and take pride in death!"

…

Qinglian Sword Immortal is free and easy, but when it comes to the sorrow of his tribe, he has burst into tears.

"Kill~"

Doumu Yuanjun Liu Yanyu burst into tears, and whispered to Yan Zhan, "Who dares to block the way of my disciples in the good fortune building, no one will stay, even if it is the master's punishment, I will bear the responsibility!"

"Not so~"

Yan Zhan also sighed in his heart, and replied in a low voice, "Who is ruthless than the grass and trees, these sword immortals know the master's painstaking efforts and the suffering of the Sangzig Mountain Clan, and they will definitely let go!"

It’s a pity that Yan Zhan still underestimated people’s hearts and interests. Before Qinglian Jianxian could finish, Panyingjian Ou Sheng yin and yang asked strangely: "Qinglian Jianxian, Ou will respect you and others, wait for your poems. The meaning is that Oumou’s life is difficult to match, but what you said just now is really hard to convince Oumou. I know it all. It’s hard to fly across the void of burial, even if I wait for the third stage of Taiqing Tianxian to fall, Oumou remembers Qinglian Sword Immortal was famous in the Heavenly Court in his early years, how did you...how did you fly across from the other side of the buried immortal void? What strength do you have to fly across?"

The sword immortals were moved, and they immediately became suspicious when they heard it, and they shouted: "Yes, you must be young at that time. How could it be possible to fly over from the void of the buried immortal?"

"That is, since you can fly across, other people must be able to!"

"Even if they can't, since you can come here, bring them all with the space fairy!"

"This is clearly a lie, he is in the same group as Good Fortune House!"

Seeing everyone say what you say to me, the sadness on Qinglian Jianxian's face is getting worse, but he doesn't argue, but raises his hand to take out his drunken moon feather goblet, touches his finger to his cheek, and tears fall. Into it.

Until everyone talked about it, Qinglian Sword Immortal raised his hand on the Zuoyueyu Goblet Cup, and in the flash of tears, some broken lights and shadows rushed out of the Zuoyueyuyu Goblet Cup!

"Everyone~"

Qinglian Sword Immortal took a deep breath and said with excitement, "It may be hard to believe what a certain family said, but when a certain family flew across the void of the buried immortal, the patriarch gave the clan’s most precious drunk moon feather cup. This treasure records part of the situation that day. These images are meant to remind a certain family and not forget their own mission. If you enter into your doubts, then the certain family will let you see the blood and tears of my Sangzigshan clan!"

"Swipe~"

As the Qinglian Sword Immortal's voice fell to the ground, before more than two million Sword Immortals, a blurry situation appeared. This situation was dark, without any light, and occasionally there was such a flash of fluorescence, which is not the familiar burial of the immortal. Void?

"Qinglian~"

In the vague darkness, an old voice suddenly came out, "The future of my clan is left to you, I...I'm old, I'm afraid...I will never see you again..."

"Patriarch~"

Qinglian Jianxian's slightly immature voice sounded on the other side, "Don't worry, I will definitely find a pill of mud!"

"I believe you~"

The patriarch’s voice replied, "Everyone in the clan believes that you are the future of our clan..."

The patriarch’s voice paused for a while, and then said again after a moment: "Qinglian, I know...you will regret being born in Sangziqian Mountain. If you were born anywhere in the heaven, you would not have to bear such a heavy responsibility, and you would definitely become the most dazzling one in the heaven. Sword Fairy!"

"Do not!"

Qinglian Jianxian's voice is very firm, "Patriarch, I have never regretted being born into the Sangziqianshan clan. I have always been proud of the Sangziqianshan clan. The people love me so much, and I will definitely return them!"

"You are the unprecedented genius of my Sangziqianshan clan, and my forty-nine elders of Sangziqianshan sacrificed his life for divination. First of all, you are the candidate to save my Sangziqianshan~"

The patriarch said again, “That’s why our Sangzigren Mountain clan has devoted all the power of the whole clan to exhaust the blood of Ten Wanwan’s masters and send you through the celestial burial void! And this drunken moon feather goblet will record the sight of the blood-stained void. When you shed a drop of heroic tears...you will see today’s scene, the heaven is infinitely good, Sangziqianshan is your hometown, Qinglian, I don’t ask you to make promises, and I won’t ask for your time, I just want you to The blood that a hundred thousand people gave you...keep it in your heart..."

"Patriarch~"

Qinglian Sword Immortal asked again, "Since I can be sent there, why not put the people in the fairy space and take them away?"

"The so-called burial celestial void~"

The patriarch replied, "One is the burial of immortals, where many immortals are buried, and the other is the void. Except for the sword intent, in the center of the burial void, there are some weird voids. In this void, there is no space to exist, the fairy space It will explode when you get there. Of course, you are still young. This time there are Lu Qingping and some sword slaves who have passed with you. Their mission is to protect you..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a dead silence within the light and shadow, there was no sound, no light and shadow, but no one spoke, everyone stared at the light and shadow, as if waiting for something!

Suddenly, Qinglian Sword Immortal heard an extremely distant voice: "Patriarch..."

"...I'm getting old~"

The patriarch’s voice was farther away, "My blood is still useful, just...be your first step out of Sangziqian Mountain..."

"Puff~"

A little blood came out in the pitch black, and then, the vague figure flashed, there was no passionate announcement, no clear appearance, "Puff" was another little blood...

"Brother Qinglian..."

A more naive woman's voice, both timid and firm, called, "Quick..."

"Puff~"

"Puff~~"

A little bit of blood, like the most brilliant flowers in the night sky, blooming in the dark, a faintly curved outline traverses the moat that the heavenly gods can’t fly across. The road to heaven.

Afterwards, there was a cry of "click", and everything was frozen and still!

A drop of heroic tears, ten miles of great blood, the heaven is infinitely good, and the mountain is hometown!

The tears on Qinglian Jianxian’s face have dried up, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Over the years, he has shed enough tears. He quietly looked at the sword light that still blocked the world, raised his hand and lightly tapped the Drunken Moon Feather Goblet, and all the light and shadow in the sky fell into it.

His gaze fell on Zuiyueyu's goblet, and he said: "Ten Wanwan's outstanding blood is actually not enough. The sword slaves I brought with me also died in the mortal emptiness, and none of them were left, but they even died. , Their souls follow me, they won’t re-enter Samsara if they don’t see Sangziqiang Mountain; I use this drunken moon feather goblet to drink, drink the blood of my Sangziqishan clan, and drink my own tears. !"

After that, Qinglian Sword Immortal looked at the sword curtain and said sadly: "Now, the hope of my Sangziqianshan clan is right in front of my eyes. As long as you have some conscience, you should know which of Wujian and life and death is important, I The survival of the Sangziqian Mountain clan and the birth and death of the Sangziqian Mountain are within your thoughts!!"

Sword Immortal Qinglian was really arrogant, but when it came to such a critical point, he couldn't help crying, and looked at the sword immortal in front of him earnestly, hoping that they could make a choice based on their conscience...

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