Fairy, things are really not what you think!

On the star sea that is as dazzling as the Milky Way, hundreds of billions of Gu Zuo's names suddenly began to move.

Outside Xuanwei Mountain, in the torrential rain, Gu Suxiao and Mu Qingyu—

The battle between Cang Zhiyin and the two mountain gods intensified.

In the dark night like a waterfall and the heavy rain, the Milky Way fireflies flowing under the earth are gorgeous, brilliant...but also extremely short-lived.

On Lei Ze, countless monks who were running for their lives in front of the panic-stricken thunder stopped at this moment.

They stared blankly at their feet.

Watch the golden characters under your feet move, and finally turn into a picture of the sun, moon, stars and rivers.

The picture scroll contains countless powerful powers from the Supreme Principles of Heaven and Earth.

Just watching...will make people feel excited, blood surge, and countless spiritual lights explode and ignite in the mind.

The legendary Hetu Luoshu is probably nothing more than that.

Thousands of hectares of Lei Ze are volumes——

Under the thunderstorm...the girl who gradually sank, finally left behind this truly earth-shattering scroll.

Take the taboo of the left name of the billions and billions as the array.

Paint the sun, moon, stars, rivers and rivers.

The whole Lei Ze's spiritual energy trickles into a stream, turns into a river, and the tide turns into a wave, and the waves rush to form a sea that reflects the appearance of a woman in the girl's heart when she first saw her.

At that time, the sky was as dark as it was then.

The woman standing with the sword behind her back... looked at the baby girl floating over on the broken wood in the river, and pulled out the sword in her hand.

Jie and her——

At that time, Gu Zuo had already made his own choice.

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sinking down—

sinking—

So I was crying...smiling...looking at Lei Zeshang——

She sank with her... the ultralisk that never saw the light of day.

The sun, moon, stars, rivers and rivers turned into countless chains, dragging Guran and the thunder beast, sinking to the deepest place of Lei Ze.

It is said that—

For hundreds of millions of years, no one has ever been able to find out how deep Lei Ze's thunder crystal is.

There are monks who are good at Earth Escape and have tried to escape from the Tribulation Realm.

But...in the end, it just died out.

It can be said--

Once it completely sinks into the bottom of Lei Ze, so... there will be no day to recover.

But...it shouldn't matter, right?

Tears were sealed in the thunder crystal, and the gradually blurred vision looked at Lei Ze, so with a smile, he looked at the picture scroll in front of him——

Just like my old friend 18 years ago.

Anyway... I can't bear that time anymore.

But what does it matter?

"I..."

"It's done—"

"--it's a pity."

"till the end..."

"I couldn't... tell you that sentence myself."

"So left..."

"Do you know why I always refuse to call you Master?"

"Actually, I know~"

"real..."

"pity..."

"such a pity..."

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The blue snowflakes fluttered gently between the sky and the earth.

The terrible tribulation thunder that seemed to have vowed to destroy this world... seems to be slowly dissipating.

The torrential rain did not know when it had stopped.

The sky in the distance seems to be missing a sliver of clear moonlight.

Like tears from God.

Everything... seems to be coming to an end.

By the death of one man—

Change the life of millions of people...especially...the person in her heart.

Xuanwei Mountain——

Panting and running back, Mu Wanshi looked at the dry spring and the disappearing figure of the girl in front of her. She took a deep breath, and then cut the palms of her hands with the moon wheel. The dripping wounds were deep enough to see the bones, but she couldn't care about anything else.

The girl held the roulette wheel that used to control the Great Formation under Lei Ze with both hands, and twisted it vigorously.

In her ear, a woman's voice suddenly sounded.

"continue--"

"So..."

"Just please."

Under the rolling robbery clouds, I looked at the sun, moon, stars, rivers and rivers below me from the left.

She drew out her sword angrily, as if she wanted to grab the Jieyun that was overwhelming the sky.

Just like the choice she made 18 years ago.

But...she who can't hold the Absolute Sword, what should she do?

So Zuo just raised his head slightly and smiled, revealing his snow-white neck, his sword light fluttering.

"Snow in the Tianshan Mountains in May..."

"No flowers, only cold."

"..."

The pale purple wilderness is covered with snowflakes.

Countless gazes looking here were shocked, looking at the white sword light that seemed to tear apart the world.

"I would like to lower my sword from my waist..."

"Straightfor..."

"Cut-lou-lan."

part.240 Give me back my reason... 【One more】

Looking at the white sword light that seemed to tear apart the heaven and the earth, even the calamity clouds from the sky.

For nine days and ten days, the owners of the eyes looking here fell into an eerie silence.

"Sword of Slaying Loulan—"

That is the secret of Qinglian Sword Sect.

And the fundamental reason why the Qinglian Sword Sect is not passed on is...thousands of years ago——

Qinglian Sword Sect's "Sword of Slaying Loulan" sword formula has been lost.

It is said that in the ancient past of this continent... there once came a demon that was far more terrifying than the demon that descended when the white moon was in the sky 18 years ago.

And the name of that demon is "Loulan".

In order to prevent that evil spirit from wreaking havoc on the world——

Immortals descend to the world of mortals.

The immortal who fell into the world of mortals killed the evil demon with his own hands.

And the sword formula that the immortal used to kill "Loulan".In later generations, it was called "Zhan Loulan".

Qinglian Sword Sect...inherited the mantle of that worldly immortal.

To this day, in Qinglian Sword Sect, there is still a huge white jade statue of Daozu, silently telling the past history.

The Taoist statue that has stood since ancient times proves the truth of that past.

It's just... It is said that because the statue of the Taoist ancestor is so important and terrifying, the Qinglian Sword Sect has almost never opened the statue of the Taoist ancestor to the public.

And within the Qinglian Sword Sect, the disciples who have observed the statue of the Dao Ancestor always say nothing about the appearance of the Dao Ancestor statue, with wonderful expressions, as if there is some shocking secret hidden behind the statue of the Dao Ancestor. of.

But... no one in the Qinglian Sword Sect has seen the "Loulan-Slaying Sword" anymore.

The reappearance of glory today came from the hands of Master Tianyu Guzuo.

"Hey--"

"Old Ghost Qin..."

"You tell us..."

"You Qinglian Sword Sect... and Lingyan Mansion—"

"What is the relationship with Zuo Jianxian!!?"

"..." Similar inquiries were continuously passed to Qinglian Sword Sect.

It's nothing more than those cultivators who have already seen strong winds and waves, they will be so dumbfounded in front of Gu Zuo's sword.

after all...

"That little girl from the Imperial City slept with your Qin Yuebai."

"It seems to be the face of Zuo Jianxian."

"Your Qin Yuebai's girl is born with sword skills, but she followed Zuo Jianxian to Lingyan Mansion."

"I rejected you twice, right?"

"..."

Qinglian Sword Sect——

Known as the old ghost of Qin, Qinglian Jianzong Sword Master surprisingly looks like a young man.

Actually this is normal.

The cultivator who can step into the realm of transcending tribulation is not a person with great luck and great fortune.

Old and well-established ones like Dongxu Shengfu Mingfeitai are in the minority.

Listening to the astonished inquiries of those old acquaintances, Qin Jianxing almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"I'm so cute..."