Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 723 Landslide
This shock happened extremely suddenly, and the scope was even wider, as if it had no beginning and no end.

Because this is not the vibration caused by the battle between the practitioners, it is not the vibration between the mountains and forests, it is the ground under their feet that shakes.

It was the whole mountain that was shaking!

Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank, and at this moment, the sword marks all over the battle platform suddenly expanded and penetrated into the ground, and the entire platform of the sword shattered into pieces in an instant!

And starting from the crack on the battle platform, a huge crack suddenly opened on the ground, and the people retreated and dodged suddenly, screaming, hitting, trampling and trampling were deafening.

"What's going on? An earthquake?"

No, it wasn't just an earthquake, Ji Jiashu's true energy was raised to the limit, and he watched all this with his eyes wide open.

The whole Zihua Mountain vibrated, and even the dullest people could understand that something was wrong.

Countless huge cracks emerged from the surface of Zihua Mountain, covering the entire mountain like a huge spider web, covering everyone on the mountain.

Shrouded, torn, buried.

This is a landslide.

A long-planned landslide.

"Run! The ground is cracked!" The people's heart-piercing shouts sounded, avoiding the collapsed stones from the high platform.

The center of all the cracks came from the sword marks on the original battle platform.

That is the starting point of all fragmentation, and it is also the first place to be torn apart. Ji Jiashu drew his sword out of its sheath and looked at the high platform not far away, "Embracing the moon!"

"You!" Feeling the shock under her body and watching the laughing of the person in front of her, Ying Baoyue stabbed forward with the sword in her hand, but the table behind Murong Heng collapsed quickly, and a huge crack opened under their feet.

The huge bluestone that constituted the battle platform rose high like ice floes in the deep sea, and she and Murong Heng stood at opposite ends of each other and looked at each other from a distance.

Seeing the grand scene of annihilation in front of him and the faint blood on the edge of the cracked bluestone, Murong Heng looked at the girl not far away who was holding the sword firmly in her hand and showed a complicated smile.

"I didn't expect your blood to be useful. I really activated this formation."

Formation, formation again.

Ying Baoyue finally understood why Murong Heng drew so many sword marks in the previous battle. It turned out that it was to activate a formation.

Those sword marks are not real formations, but the last formation eyes.

What Murong Heng did was activate the final formation.

And the real big formation has already been implanted in this mountain range, just like the ghosts hitting the wall in the first round of the previous battle.

But Ying Baoyue didn't understand it before. If she remembered correctly, Ji Mo, the back mountain of Zihua Mountain, had been retreating in it. Effect?
Hearing Murong Heng's words at this time, Ying Baoyue's heart suddenly felt icy cold.

Whose blood is useful?

her blood?

What are these people trying to do?
"The bloodline of the Ying family is really special. I didn't expect that both men and women can do it," the man in black sat on a high seat in the Qianjin Pavilion of Guiyang City in the former Qin Dynasty, playing with the wine glass in his hand, and smiled with great interest.

"My lord, could it be..." The old man in white beside him looked at the battle report in his hand, and suddenly raised his head to look at the man above him in surprise.

"Ah Ye's person...I remember his name is Ah Heng?" The man smiled and looked at the sunset sky outside the window, "He succeeded."

"Successful?" The white-clothed old man looked at the battle report in his hand that said that the eldest son of the Ying family had been defeated, and his expression was surprised, "But hasn't Mr. Xun already..."

"That's why your information is really backward," the man in black smiled. "This grand feast was originally prepared for Ying Xun, but I didn't expect his sister to be replaced in the end."

"Sister?" The old man in white was taken aback when he heard the words, but he saw the man in black smiling and raising his glass to the sky.

"The formation left by Emperor Ying can only be activated by the blood of his descendants. This sentence is indeed true."

"His Majesty Taizu's formation has been activated?" The old man in white gulped, his dim old eyes filled with awe.

"Yeah, the Ying family blood seems to be suitable for both men and women. It was originally prepared for Ying Xun, but I didn't expect his younger sister to be more effective. The man in black smiled lightly," no wonder the king ordered her to be captured alive. "

"The king actually wanted to capture him alive?" The old man in white was taken aback when he heard this.

"This princess is much more useful than you imagined." The man in black shook the cup in his hand, "It's just that you don't know how to use it."

"It's a pity that now I can only be buried in the mountainside with those rising stars," he said regretfully.

"A rising star..." The white-clothed old man's expression froze when he heard this.

"It is said in the practice world that five years after the death of Shao Siming and Da Siming, the practice world has finally ushered in a period of recovery," the man in black looked coldly, "Young geniuses are emerging one after another, and a hundred flowers are blooming. The grand occasion of practice in the former Great Wall."

"Chunhua, Zhaohua, Guanghua, Fenghua," he read these names one by one, "and those little people."

Once talents in the practice world appear, they often appear continuously within a specific era.

Just like the stars surrounding Shao Si Ming Lin Baoyue back then.

The stars are shining, and when they grow up, they are a huge threat.

"It is said that when these young men grow up, the world will change again." The man in black shook the wine glass in his hand.

"Change the layout..." The old man in white murmured, his eyes were wary, and he looked at the man in black on the stage, "Then we..."

"What? Afraid of being shot to death on the beach by the waves?" The man in black looked at him and laughed.

"Old man..." The white-clothed old man's face was a bit ugly, "This old man will not pay attention to practitioners below the heavenly rank."

"Hmph, no?" The man in black sneered, "Short-sighted."

"It's because of this kind of vision that your country has fallen like this." The man in black stood up abruptly and walked to the window. "Our people have survived until now by taking precautions."

"My lord, you mean..." The old man in white was shocked.

"There are many talented people, but so what?" The man in black turned around from the window, showing a cruel smile, "It's fine if we can't kill them all."

"Chop off all the seedlings before they grow, isn't that all right?" The man stretched out five fingers and slowly clenched them, "This is the purpose of us people."

The old man in white trembled, he finally understood the purpose of these people.

From the very beginning, these people wanted to attack all the practitioners who participated in the primary ceremony!
Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, leaving no one behind.

"So, what is your lord going to do?" He asked tremblingly,

"Of course it is..." The man in black turned and walked back to the table, where there was a golden mountain made of wine glasses.

"Catch them all."

He stretched out his hand and smiled and pushed down the golden and emerald mountain, and uttered a word from his mouth.

"boom!"

The man in black had a fascinated look on his face, and the golden wine glass on the table collapsed.

Along with the wine glass collapsed, there were also rocks on Zihua Mountain.

On Zihua Mountain in Southern Chu, Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide, looking at the scene of annihilation in front of him.

At this moment, at this moment.

Landslides and fissures.

(End of this chapter)