Gu Meizhi

The sword's momentum was uninterrupted, and the sharpness was not obvious, but Mei Qingjian's every move and style had a murderous intent inside.The formations hidden around him were full of silver and white aura one by one, and there was a golden light shining between his brows, and the golden shadow riding the yellow totem flashed again and again.

Ever since Mei Qingjian's divine power seal was turbulent, the sword's power was different from before, adding a majestic and majestic majesty in addition to the coolness and coldness. When the sword wind came, even Chaos couldn't help but avoid the edge for a while.

The three bone-penetrating chains worn by Mei Qingjian through his collarbone and double ribs were nailed deep into the ground, restricted by the iron chains, it was impossible to jump and move around, and even [-]% of the formation and sword styles he had learned in the past could not be used. What's more, Chaos blindly avoided, and never faced his sword head-on from the beginning to the end.

When they first met in the Great Desolation Abyss in the past, the original body of Chaos was firmly nailed to the deepest part of the Great Desolation Abyss. Today, the situation is reversed, and even Mei Qingjian can't help but feel that it is absurd extreme.

"...He's right. You did save me once, and you used to get along like a teacher or a friend. Did you ever have any sincerity?"

Mei Qingjian's voice is very soft, but without emotion, the white sword edge is wrapped in the sound of the wind, and the sword tip is more than half a foot away from Chaos' chest. Moved.

Chaos is not born with a mortal body, so life, old age, sickness and death will naturally be difficult to grind him down.Looking closely, he still looks like the suave young man on Di Yuan's picture scroll, but there is always a lingering desolation and old look in his eyes.

Teng Huang's age is far superior to him, if it is said that he is only burdened by thousands of years, I am afraid that is not the case.

"...I saved your life, and I also accepted your healing and care on the Qisha Cliff. I owe nothing to you. Sincerely, there is no need to mention it."

Mei Qingjian's right hand, which was holding the hilt of the sword, tightened silently, with a cold look in his eyes: "If you kill my parents and clansmen, is it because you owe nothing to me?"

Chaos fell silent.

Mei Qingjian slightly closed her eyes and opened them again, calmed down a bit, and said calmly again: "My father has a painting of yours, which has been rubbed so that the corners have turned yellow and curled.

"'Meng Chunliang's day, Jiang Duishui, the emperor of the kingdom of Baimin, wrote freely.'...Is that your self-portrait? Did you see that old painting when you killed him that day?"

Mei Qing gradually took a step towards chaos.

The chains on his ribs have been tightened to the extreme, his bones and flesh rubbing against the hard iron is painful, he can't go any further, the formations around him faintly groan, Mei Qingjian's voice is neither high nor low , just to overwhelm the chant.

"You are my father's younger brother. According to Teng Huang, my grandfather relied heavily on the eldest son. Neither my father nor you are his successors. It's just that the world is unpredictable. My brother died in battle. In the end, it had to fall on my father's shoulders.

"...Did my father take care of you when you were young?"

Chaos' expression changed again and again following these words, but he seemed to be in a daze, and it was still difficult to take his eyes off Mei Qingjian's snow-white pupils.

The ancient events of thousands of years ago rushed through my heart like waves, mixed with the screams of broken relatives and dazzling blood, the chaotic lips trembled slightly, but they still couldn't make a real sound.

He even ignored everything around him, he didn't realize that Mei Qingjian's spiritual aura had been integrated into the layers of formations spread in all directions, and with a long moan, he was surrounded by it.

A majestic air wave rose suddenly, without a single gap in all directions, and the silver-white light that suddenly lit up with the formation immediately separated Mei Qingjian from the chaotic figure.

Chaos closed his eyes suddenly——Mei Qingjian was not as proficient in demagoguery as Qiongqi, and the reason why he was able to easily move his emotions was simply because of his blood relationship.

The formation is difficult to kill with one blow, although he can't touch Mei Qingjian, Mei Qingjian can't do anything to him for a while.

Qiongqi stood on one side with his arms folded, and sneered softly: "If the seal is not broken, you will never become a descendant of God. Why waste your efforts? How about, let me help you."

Guanghua Dasheng.Mei Qingjian's eyes tightened suddenly, and she blurted out to call attention.Although he hates Chaos' vengeance against the slaughtered clan, he also deeply hates Qiongqi for murdering the elders of Tianfu and playing with people's hearts in his hands, and he doesn't want to see Chaos being plotted against by Qiongqi.

I saw that Chaos did not retreat but advanced, the ring-headed black knife came later and came first, and he fitted himself into Qiongqi's direction and slashed face to face.

——This cut was cut in vain.

The sound of the broken formation suddenly sounded, and when Qiongqi's sharp claws suddenly cut through the rich aura, Mei Qingjian felt a emptiness in his mind. He was in the center of the magic circle, and the thousands of auras here were all It is accumulated by his soul, breaking the formation is a serious injury.

Even though he was on guard with all his heart, he never expected that Qiongqi wanted to attack Chaos on the surface, but in fact he was attacking everything in order to hurt him.

Sooner or later, the brilliance around him never faded, Mei Qingjian only felt that there was a majestic spiritual energy pouring down from the top of the sky like rain, which suddenly relieved the tingling feeling that was pressing on his mind, and forcefully carried it for him. When he got down here, he gave a fierce claw without a trace.

This aura comes from the same source as him, and it is very familiar. The dense formation suddenly disappeared. He grabbed hold of it.

Mei Qing gradually suppressed the flustered and complicated emotions at the moment, and bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, a tingling sensation mixed with bloody sweetness diffused in her mouth, barely suppressing her thoughts for a while.

The old man who was supporting him in his arms was surprisingly light, and he couldn't detect any traces of trauma for a while, and he didn't know whether Qiongqi's claw had hurt his vital meridians.

Mei Qing gradually moved like lightning, dredged several meridians and acupoints for Elder Tianji, raised his palm and patted the back of his neck lightly.There was spiritual energy in the palm of his hand, Elder Tianji received the shock, bowed his head and spat out a mouthful of deep black blood.

Mei Qing gradually supported Elder Tianji's arm tightly, and the gaze she glanced at Qiongqi became more and more cold to the bone.

"There is honey in the mouth and a sword in the belly. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really don't know how the word 'shameless' is written."

Qiongqi carefully blew on the edges of his gleaming sharp claws, and said with a smile: "I said that I had no intention of harming Young Master Mei, and sure enough, I never hurt Young Master. What is a honey-bellied sword? Interesting.

"You never regarded me as a person of the same way. Naturally, it was because of some nonsense about right and wrong, but why should you care about the life of Chaos?"

He leaned down slightly, looked carefully at the ashen-faced Elder Tianji, seemed to suddenly understand, nodded slightly and said:

"Oh it's you."

"—I thought about it for a long time, why did I make a mistake and lost to a group of useless mortal monks in Kunlun Mountains. A mere casual cultivator actually sealed us in the Great Desolation Abyss. Can? Now it seems that it is nothing more than that."

Elder Tianji forcibly endured the turbulent waves of true energy rushing between his chest and abdomen, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath evenly, Mei Qingjian's quick and accurate palm continued the spiritual energy for him, but it only allowed him to stay for a while. Hold your breath for a moment.

Hearing Qiongqi's words, Elder Tianji lowered his eyes a little, made a decision in his heart, immediately raised his eyes calmly, and responded with a hoarse voice.

"...Ordinary people, don't you want to see...the will of heaven. Under the sky, people are ghosts, gods and demons, they are nothing but... ants.

"The fate that resolved the catastrophe should be on the old man that day, it should be on Jian'er today, and who will it be on tomorrow... Cough, cough, cough, only God knows."

Qiongqi smiled and said: "I just can't understand the word Tiandao. Why did we lose to Tiandao back then, and how can we not lose to Tiandao today? Since the elders have high-level opinions, it is better to listen to them. "

Mei Qing gradually supported Elder Tianji to sit under a stone wall, the monster power of Qiongqi's sneak attack just now had a large impact, shaking the rocks on the side of the Great Wilderness to pieces, and one piece rolled down in front of him, and the cut stone was neatly cut It's like a knife cut, just enough for Elder Tianji to sit down and rest for a while.

Just as Mei Qingjian was about to respond, Elder Tianji shook his head invisibly towards him, then glanced at Chaos not far away, his breath gradually stabilized, and he spoke slowly.

"Do you know why the Kunlun Tianji Peak lineage is managed by an old man from a casual cultivator?"