Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 106 Red eyes, set off
The sky is endless, the sea is endless, and the sword has no style.

The sky is short, the sword is still late; the earth is secluded, and the sword light is short.Huang Daoqi, the sky does not violate, it is the beginning of the sword; the sky is always the end, and the man is not the end, but the heart of the sword.

This is the profound meaning of Jixin Zen Sword.

Luohou stands upright as usual, and Jidu continues to extend, across the world, to the extreme.

"I will make you perfect, the Heavenly Slashing Star Art!"

The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, is also virtue.

The sword, the commander of a hundred soldiers, has courage.

The beginning of the sword and the extreme of the sword are like a contest for thousands of years, and at this moment it finally bears fruit.

The two of them no longer controlled their strength, nor could they control the huge force that could destroy the world, and they focused on the last move with all their cultivation.

The exploding air mass obscured the light of the stars and the moon, and the cracked sea of ​​ice stirred up violent waves, the world was turned upside down, and thousands of miles changed drastically.

"Uh~"

At the beginning of the sword, it was bent and defeated, like a kite with a broken string falling to the sea of ​​ice.

The giant sword collapsed inch by inch, and in a blink of an eye the blue sky was dark, leaving only a deep knife mark in the sky.

"The beginning of the sword!"

In an instant, Murong Qing's wings grew, and she flew over the floor drain, catching the sword before the sky fell down.

"Murongqing, sorry, I lost."

"Don't talk, let's go."

A duel of knives and swords came to an end, and the onlookers were still unsatisfied.

"I didn't expect it to end so soon."

“It was amazing!”

"That's because you haven't seen Wu Jun fight the Buddha Karma Twin on the Road of No Return. The beginning of the sword is far from the Buddha Karma Twin."

"I want to abandon the sword and learn the knife!"

"Would you like to buy a Jidu knife of the same style?"

"can."

"Dream, you!"

The crowd dispersed, and the sea of ​​ice that was smashed by the power of the sword slowly began to condense. Maybe three to five days later, it would be a complete ice and snow world again.

Returning to the Boqing Pavilion, at the beginning of the sword, he vomited another mouthful of vermilion.

"Friend!"

"No problem, I can recover after a few days of breath adjustment."

"The saber energy entered the body, hurting the tendons and veins. I never thought that Luo Hou would be so cruel!"

"Dating a war can't avoid injury."

Murong Qing was anxious and angry, his face was pale at the beginning of the sword, he still couldn't expel the sword energy, finally he couldn't wait for the dawn, and went out overnight to seek medical treatment.

"I'm going to find Shou Weiyang, don't run around."

Jumang Red City.

After listening to Jia Ling's narration, Ning Yuan slept soundly again.

For hundreds of years, he was imprisoned in the stone chrysalis, but he remained awake all the time.

That ridiculous sealing technique, even though it combined the skills of Cursing the World Lord, Taixi Gong, Triumph Marquis, and the Four Evil Truths, failed to completely seal him, making him unable to move or unconscious.

A person who has not slept for hundreds of years is naturally thirsty and sleepy.

Ning Yuan's room was gone long ago, and was taken by the cursed world master and converted into a warehouse.

Hanyancui's room is still there, maintaining the old appearance in his memory, still so delicate and so warm.

Ning Yuan threw herself into the fragrant quilt and fell asleep.

There is no sun in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, and there is no alternation of day and night, so Ning Yuan woke up by herself.

Chiyan and Jialing, one on the left and the other on the right, sat at the door of the room in a daze.

Ning Yuan took a breath in satisfaction.

"Red eyes, it's time to go to war."

"Where to go?"

"Of course to avenge the late king."

"Is it a difficult situation? Why not a country of death?"

"The dead country did not kill my father."

"The dead country has occupied the capital of the Huozhai Buddha Prison."

Ning Yuan looked around, and suddenly snapped his fingers, and a cluster of blazing flames popped out.

"Then it will all be burned, and it will be in ruins. No one will say it is the capital again."

Jia Ling jumped up: "Prince Demon, this is our capital!"

Thick smoke billowed up.

The high flames quickly ignited the thousands-year-old capital. Whether it was the old flame totems or the black and white god statues repainted in the dead country, everything disappeared in the flames.

"Look, the capital is gone, so it's not considered that the dead country has occupied our land."

With red eyes and speechless, it turned into a red pterosaur, slowly rising in the raging fire that burned the entire city.

"Guardian, go to the miserable land to find the descendants of the Niyu clan. Adoni killed my father, and I will slaughter his people."

Ning Yuan stepped on Chiyan's back, the magic dragon flapped its giant wings, and flew away in a blink of an eye.

Looking back at the thick smoke and fire, Jialing muttered to himself, "Prince, your home is gone."

When the magic dragon came to the plight, it happened that the first ray of sunlight hit the wall of the Boqing Pavilion.

Just when the sun was about to shine on a wider land, a black shadow rushed towards the sky.

"A difficult place, such a beautiful land...then, destroy it."

Ning Yuan stood on the dragon, Jumang's two swords merged into a long sword, and struck down towards the ground.

In an instant, huge pressure was overwhelming, centering on the Boqing Pavilion, sweeping away in all directions.

At the beginning of the sword, which was meditating among the waste characters, he suddenly felt a strong enemy pressing down on him. He folded his hands together, bursting out with immortal sword energy, pointing to the sky.

"Drink~"

A red magic sword sank to the ground.

A blue sword energy defied the trend and soared into the sky.

When the two swords intersected, the whole world was shocked, and disasters were everywhere.

Ning Yuan recognized this familiar sword energy, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.

Immediately, the giant dragon fell to the ground, and the devil prince descended to the earth.

"Long time no see, Beginning of the Sword."

"Didn't expect to see you again."

At the beginning of the sword, he slowly walked out of the Boqing Pavilion.

"I can't think of it. When I see the sun again, let me meet you."

Ning Yuan remembered that many years ago, he was not an odd number in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, but a young and handsome prince.He followed his father to the Tower of Mercy to participate in the martial arts competition in that realm.

Yin, the Wuyi master of the Tower of Mercy Light, was in charge of the reception. He brought a handsome young man, who he said was his disciple, named Jian Zhichu.

Shi Yin said that this young man is a born sword embryo, and he will definitely be able to aspire to the top of the sword in the future and establish a sect.

Ning Yuan saw the jealousy in her father's eyes.

He understood what his father wanted, so he borrowed the Jumang sword from his father, and while Shi Yin was busy, he came out at the beginning of the appointment.

The two came to a hidden bamboo forest.

The young Ning Yuan said to the young sword at the beginning: "Let's prove the sword."

At the beginning of the sword, he shook his head: "I haven't learned it yet."

"It's just a discussion. If you don't want to, then you don't regard me as a friend."

"I consider you a friend."

At the beginning of the sword, he took out his sword, which turned out to be a wooden sword.

The two teenagers began to exchange ideas.

Thousands of bamboos swayed, thousands of leaves fluttered, and the turbulent sword energy was like the excited heart of a young man, burning high in this bamboo forest.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Ning Yuan gradually became exhausted.

He looked at the wooden sword that was about to break at the beginning of the sword, and thought of his father's deep eyes. Before he knew it, a violent magic power surged into the Jumang swords.

Bah!
The wooden sword in Jianchu's hand was completely broken, and the Jumang swords did not stop, biting towards Jianchu like a poisonous snake.

Just at the critical moment, at the beginning of the sword, he raised his palms together, emitting a sword energy no less than before, rushing away from Jumang, and knocking Ning Yuan back.

In the dark of the bamboo forest, someone left with a cold snort.

After returning from the Tower of Mercy Light, his father's attitude towards him changed suddenly, until one day, Ning Yuan found out the secret book of Moth Kong Xiehuo from the secret room of the king's palace.

Those memories are gone...

Ning Yuan looked at the unsteady Jian Chu: "Are you injured?"

"Small matter, please."

"Fighting will destroy my good mood when I first arrived in a difficult situation today. Goodbye, the beginning of the sword."

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