Gu Meizhi

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and among the seven peaks full of ruined walls, a group of beasts echoed faintly. They were all evil monsters who had escaped from the Great Desolation Abyss. Hearing the roar of gluttons, the monsters with green feathers and white beaks fluttered all over the place. Rushing into the air, one wing ruthlessly flapped on the enchantment formed by the mysterious light.

A stern look flashed across Ning Zi's eyes, the brilliance of the vein stones flourished, and there were only remnants of feathers floating all over the sky outside the barrier.

A cluster of red flames rose into the sky in Tianliang Peak and exploded in the air. They were warning fireworks used for communication. Wan Qichang's face turned pale for a moment, and he blurted out: "Senior brother Ling! The monsters in the Great Wilderness were killed by the demon fire Attracted, attacking Tianliang Peak, the fellow disciples may not be able to resist!"

Ling Yu's heart tightened. The Tianliang Peak disciples who were guarding and patrolling were not good at fighting the enemy, and the wounded during the recuperation period were even more helpless. Once the monsters broke through the peak protection formation, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, if there is any way to resist the group of monsters and counter the Kunlun Leystone in Ning Ziqian's hands...

With a flash of thought in his mind, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Tianfu Peak.

Although Tianfu Peak was captured by three monsters, since the group of monsters were summoned by Taotie and surged up to Tianliang Peak, it must be easy to attack at this time.

Ling Yu tightened his mind, and ordered: "Light up the messenger fireworks, and order the patrolling disciples from all peaks to gather at Tianliang Peak to defend against the enemy—let me go and fight hard."

Wan Tengchang opened his mouth, but in the end he took out the fireworks and ignited them into the sky. He said in a shy voice, senior brother, be careful, draw the sword out of its sheath first, and go to Tianliang Peak.

Taotie's roar shook the mountain, and Ning Zizhen tightly bound the imprisoned Taotie's earth vein Xuanguang with one hand, and said coldly: "Where are you going?"

Ling Yu looked at the direction of the peak in the distance, and the moment that the thousand people pointed at that day suddenly passed before his eyes. He collected himself, and then said in a deep voice: "You have been the first disciple of Tianfu Peak for these years, but have you ever met? Pass the Kunlun Bell?"

Ning Ziqian's complexion changed, and it was too late to say that Ling Yu had already soared into the sky.

Xi He's sword slashed through the wind, and the surging air wave swept across the wall of Tianfu Peak with a bitter sword intent, and the unparalleled sharp sword energy fell with the wind, and this sword actually cut a white mark on the side of the cliff.

The almost completely destroyed peak protection array vibrated and wailed, and there was a crash, and many monster shadows sprang out from the dark forest, screaming one after another.

Ling Yu was condescending, and said coldly: "Jumping beam clown, don't know how to live or die!"

Xi He's sword, which swallowed a blazing light, splashed blood all over the sky, and Ling Yu, who was walking through the formation of monsters, suddenly turned into a blood shadow, and the group of monsters pointed by the sword's edge scattered and fled.

Ning Ziyan watched from a distance, and suddenly recalled that not long after Ling Yu was admitted to Tianshu Peak, he followed several of their elite disciples down the mountain for the first time to practice. He dragged an overly heavy Xihe sword from the pile of monster corpses. Li walked back slowly, covered in blood and full of hostility.

It's a pity that most of the people who saw this scene died.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yu had already cut a bloody path through the black crowd of monsters, and stepped in front of the dilapidated Tianfu Palace.

The plaque hanging in front of the hall has been torn apart, but the Kunlun bell behind the peak hall is still standing quietly. Ling Yu slowly raised his hand, and the blazing brilliance became deeper and deeper with the sword intent.

There was a loud bang, and the sword energy cut across the Kunlun Clock Wall, and the reverberation echoed in the four fields for a while.The invisible sound waves transformed by the bell spread out one after another, shaking all the remaining monsters and beasts in the mountains and fields struggling and crying.

The Kunlun Bell has stood on the top of Tianfu Peak for more than ten thousand years. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and only the master can drive it.

Ning Ziqian raised his head and fixedly looked at Ling Yu who was standing on the top of Tianfu Peak and rang the Kunlun bell.

The Kunlun Bell, which was hugged by several people, gradually turned into a one-foot-tall golden bell in the dazzling light with the afterglow, which happened to land in Ling Yu's palm.

With the dawn of the east, the shining sun shone on his body, making him more like the legendary God of War in ancient myths, so gentle and fierce that one dared not look directly at him.

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Ning Ziren lowered his eyes to look at himself, turned over his withered and charred fingers, and the blue and black blood vessels on the back of his hand were throbbing.

Taotie was still struggling and roaring in the net formed by Xuanguang, without having to think about it, he knew that the scene he was in at this moment was naturally extraordinarily hideous and ugly.

The shy smile on the corner of Ning Ziqin's mouth hadn't been exhausted, and suddenly, a short and sharp shout came from the abyss, and the magma was churning up and stirring up huge waves, and in the bottomless abyss, suddenly A monster mist broke through the water.

Ning Zizhen made a backhand move, and with a clang sound, the monster mist collided with the mysterious light he pushed out, shaking his whole arm faintly.

The gray mist slowly showed its traces, and everyone present couldn't help but hold their breath slightly. This was the first time they saw Wuwu showing a human form.

Yuwu was originally a monster with a human face and a tiger body, but at this moment he still had a bit of a beast, his dirty messy hair was mottled with black and white, and when he opened his mouth to speak, the two glaring fangs protruding from his lips were still clearly visible.

But he said with a sad smile: "If old man Dihong's vein stone can be pried so easily, how could your grandfather be trapped for more than ten thousand years? Little baby, if you have any last words, you might as well listen to them."

Ning Ziquan raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "If you have any last words, you might as well tell them."

Zhu Wu sneered, the magma rolled, and a black mace flew upside down from the Great Desolation Abyss, and he caught it in his palm.

Wu Wu squinted his eyes and said with a jerk smile: "Come on, come on, mortal monks never know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so I asked Grandpa to teach you who has the harder fist in this world."

The mighty mace wrapped in demonic aura smashed down hard on the head. Ning Zizhen did not dodge, his right hand was still clinging to the net that trapped the glutton, and his left hand was lifted up, using his bare hands to strike the sword. He grasped the mace in the palm of his hand, and his five fingers became claws, pinching the top of the mace gradually deformed.

Wu Wu let out a sneer, and the demon fog filled his body, and there was a stalemate for a moment. After all, it was Wu Wu's demon power that suppressed Ning Ziren's arms, inch by inch.

At this moment, the bell rang loudly, the scorching sword energy rushed towards the face, the dazzling light flashed again and again, Ning Ziqian suddenly leaned over, and the Xihe sword that broke through the wind happened to be in Hewu's hand The maces intersect heavily.

Ning Ziquan squinted his eyes, and glanced at Ling Yu coldly: "Are you willing to make a move?"

Ling Yu didn't look at him, his every move was extremely domineering, and the blazing sword brilliance forced the monster mist to have nowhere to hide: "Don't think too much, I'm only for Kunlun Mountain."

Ning Ziqian sneered and said, "Your mind really has calmed down a lot."

The two asked and answered only a few words, but the offensive has been advancing again and again during the conversation.

Ling Yu had an extra Kunlun bell in his hand, and the sound of the invisible bell moved with his inner breath, and it hit the enemy's heart. Cut off half of the mace, and with a pale face, he said anxiously:

"How could it be...how could it be! The Kunlun Bell has cause and effect, but how can this vein stone be driven by mortals?! You, you—"

"The way of heaven flows, we should pay attention to the word of fairness." Ning Ziquan spread his five fingers to face the wind, and grabbed the earth vein stone flying from the sky into his palm, his voice gradually became gloomy.

"I assassinated the master, fought against the same family, and fought for a bright future for the rest of my life. I gambled all the chips I could gamble. Shouldn't I win once?"

He grasped the vein stone into his palm, suddenly luck, the blood pulse between the neck became more and more clear, almost bursting immediately.Although Ling Yu hated him to the bone, he was startled at this moment, and couldn't help shouting immediately: "Stop!"

Ning Ziren was indifferent, but seeing Xuan Guang gathered around him, his originally handsome face became distorted and distorted.

With the sound of a slight burst of blood vessels, the blood vessels in the neck were unbearably oppressed, and the black blood flowed continuously, and the heaven and earth net under Ning Ziqian's palm became tighter and tighter, and almost all the threads of light were trapped deep in Taotie's skin. Following the beast's roar soaring into the sky, the lava sea under the Great Desolation Abyss slowly stirred up, and the dark demonic aura flowed around, causing the monsters living in it to howl in pain for a moment.

Right in front of this spectacle of color-changing heaven and earth, all of the people present heard a faint long sigh.

"—I let you live again and again, why come back to die?"

Ning Zizhen tensed his back, and stared at the great wild abyss burning with raging fire in front of him.As the surface of the magma slowly fluctuated, a huge monster slowly emerged from it.

Qiongqi's appearance became more and more frightening, his half of the intact wings were meticulously groomed, his facial features were exquisite, and his smile was lazy, but few people dared to look directly at his face.

That face seemed to be split open by someone, and the other half on the right side had haggard skin and a weak description, one side of the wing was scorched black and deformed, and there were ugly and winding scars all over it.

Qiongqi lazily said: "Xiao Hou, you are really a waste."

Wu Wu gasped angrily, he was famous for his brutality in the Three Realms, but when he heard Qiong Qi's words, he didn't dare to look at him more, he gritted his teeth and turned his eyes away.

Ling Yu only felt that the alarm bells were ringing in his heart.

It was not the first time for him to face Qiongqi, and he knew that his ferocity and viciousness were better than chaos, but today's Qiongqi seemed extraordinarily abnormal.

Seeing the birth of the ancient gods such as the vein stone and the Kunlun bell, which can change the color of the world, they are not greedy, but seem to be extremely satisfied.

There was a terrifying idea in his heart that took shape, but he didn't dare to think about it deeply. At this moment, there was already a dark demonic aura from Qiongqi overwhelming the sky, and it was on the verge of resisting the invisible elements of the net that lay across the sky. .

"Even Mei Qingjian has become a bereaved dog, how dare you, mortal monks like you, dare to be an enemy of this seat?"