Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1567 Tianya Sword Pierces the Chest

hiss!
  What Ming Xiaoyang said in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace spread widely and shocked everyone in the three realms.

Many monsters who usually do evil things quickly restrained themselves.

Killing chickens to warn monkeys?
  The Emperor's rule of heaven has just been born. Under such circumstances, whoever dares to violate it will definitely be in bad luck.

At that time, even if he could have survived, under special circumstances, he would still have to lose his life.

If you were not careful, you would be pushed onto the Immortal-Slaying Platform or the Demon-Slaying Platform of Wei Village, and end up with your body and mind destroyed. What a disastrous outcome!

The emergence of Tiantiao provides the best insurance for the new order of the Three Realms.

Gods, demons, ghosts, and mortals all have their own ways and perform their duties. Except for some cultivators, most gods easily do not appear in front of mortals.

If things go on like this, this world will enter a state of calm according to the predetermined trajectory.

There are temples dedicated to the Emperor of Heaven almost everywhere in the world, and even the king of a country would not dare to blaspheme them.

………………

Swish!
  In a state of calm, Ming Xiaoyang left the heaven and began the last journey before the decisive battle.

The vision was blurry and the sky was dazzled. When Ming Xiaoyang opened his eyes again, he appeared on a high platform suspended over the cliff.

The bright moonlight fell, coating the moon-watching platform with a layer of silver.

Under the quiet night sky, the tear bamboo trembled and made a crisp sound. The shadow of the bamboo forest swayed, revealing a gloomy look.

Many years later, he returned here again.

The aura around her body was released unabashedly, calling out to the noble woman in white clothes in her own unique way.

The aura between humans, gods and demons reappears. In this world, there is only one family, no other.

The woman who had lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for many years sensed this aura, controlled the fairy sword, and came through the air.

Clang!
  The crisp sword cry echoed in Ming Xiaoyang's ears, bringing a biting chill.

Zizizi!
  The fairy sword has not yet been unsheathed, but the cold sword energy has already circulated, intertwined with the moonlight, and frozen the entire Moon Watching Platform.

"Are you here?" Ming Xiaoyang seemed not to feel the murderous aura coming from behind him at all, and turned around as if nothing had happened and said hello.

Swish!
  What appeared behind Ming Xiaoyang was an all-too-familiar figure.

A dress as white as snow, with no makeup on her beautiful face, and an immortal sword in her palm, the energy of the sword hesitating.

After countless years of sacrifice, an immortal sword surpassed the Immortal Killing Sword that was once regarded as the undefeated myth of Qingyun Sect.

A pair of beautiful eyes as clear as ice and snow stared at Ming Xiaoyang, wishing to dig out his heart.

Clang!
  A crisp sword cry echoed, and before the sword cry sounded, the sword's blade had been unsheathed.

The extremely sharp sword was aimed at Ming Xiaoyang's heart, close to his plain white clothes.

"What do you mean?" Ming Xiaoyang asked in confusion.

In the myth of Qingyun Sect, the strongest master of the Righteous Way - Lu Xueqi pointed her sword straight at Xiaoyang and said word by word: "You yourself understand."

"Do you know how many years I have been waiting for you in this world?"

Ming Xiaoyang looked sincere, first shook his head, and then nodded, "I didn't know at first, but when I return to this world, I will know!"

"For more than two thousand years, the war between good and evil has been fought dozens of times."

"Now in the demon world, I don't know how many generations of my descendants are in power." The royal family of the Yinyue Dynasty did not have surnames. The demon kings of the past dynasties were arranged according to numbers.
  Ming Xiaoyang, the Seven Night Demon King, is the seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth generation, and he abides by this rule.

But after the eleventh generation, it is not very appropriate to rank them numerically.

Therefore, I don’t know when, the Yinyue Dynasty abandoned this rule and only used two words in its name.

The contemporary demon king is named Qingli!
  The Qingfeng roars, stay away from hatred, the meaning is not bad!
  "It's good that you know." Lu Xueqi took a step forward, and the Tianya Divine Sword pierced Ming Xiaoyang's clothes made of Tianya silk, and pressed it against his heart.

"You promised me that you would visit me often. How do you explain this? Could it be that I, Lu Xueqi, was the woman you found in the brothel? After you got it, you no longer knew who I was!"

At the end, Lu Xueqi's beautiful eyes blinked, with sadness and a trace of unforgettable hatred flowing from her heart.

"I don't want to either." Ming Xiaoyang allowed the strongest descendant in the history of Qingyun Sect to threaten his life, and defended, "I really can't escape."

"Not long ago, I was reincarnated again, and ended up falling into the enemy's plan. For seven or eight thousand years, I couldn't leave that world."

"It wasn't until recently that the trouble was solved and I got out of trouble."

"I know I owe you, so I rushed to see you non-stop!"

"Come here to see me without stopping?" Lu Xueqi raised her thin, glossy red lips and sneered, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"I'm afraid you only remembered me, a yellow-faced woman, after visiting a large group of women of your own?"

puff!

At the end, the Tianya Divine Sword, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, and it stabbed out like a rainbow without mercy.

How could Ming Xiaoyang, who had not activated the Emperor's Immortal Body, be able to withstand the thrust of the Tianya Divine Sword? The cold blade pierced his heart.

The hot blood splashed onto the moon-watching platform, corroding pits one after another.

"Cough cough cough." Ming Xiaoyang covered his mouth and coughed, "Xue Qi, you... you actually stabbed me!"

"How can I let go without stabbing you with a sword?" Lu Xueqi said unceremoniously after piercing Ming Xiaoyang's heart with a sword, and the sullenness accumulated in her heart for more than two thousand years dissipated.

"Stop doing this, you've faked your death once or twice. My sword can't hurt you!"

"That's right." After hearing what Lu Xueqi said, Ming Xiaoyang, who was covering his chest, put down his hand and said as if nothing had happened.

Wow!
  The blood that flowed out was poured back, and the awe-inspiring righteousness left by the Tianya Divine Sword was quickly dissipated.

Countless granules sprouted from the hideous wounds.

In less than three breaths, Ming Xiaoyang was pierced through the chest by the No. 1 Divine Weapon of the Righteous Path - the Tianya Divine Sword. He was in high spirits again, with no signs of injury.

After being struck by Lu Xueqi's sword, she vented the sullenness she had accumulated over the past two thousand years. Ming Xiaoyang stepped forward and hugged her weak and boneless waist.

Even though there is a layer of clothing between them, this slender willow waist still brings a sense of warmth and coolness, and is smoother than jade.

Being hugged by Ming Xiaoyang, Lu Xueqi's delicate body tensed up, then slowly relaxed, allowing the other party to be wanton with her.

Sanqian's long black hair swayed, much smoother than black satin.

"Do you want to leave this world?" Ming Xiaoyang leaned into Lu Xueqi's ear and asked softly.

"For more than two thousand years, all your elders have died, and the righteous path and the devil world have entered a stalemate. How about I send you to a world with gods and start over?"

"Start over?" Lu Xueqi's beautiful eyes sealed by ice and snow blinked, revealing a trace of hope.

After thousands of years, she is indeed a little tired of this world!

(End of this chapter)