I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Even the light and shadow of thunder in the distance was ignored.

Without the fate with Xiao Wuyou, no matter how high their cultivation level was, they could not glimpse the true body of Tiandao. They only instinctively sensed that there was some terrifying existence not far away.

It was as if there was a sword sharp enough to destroy the world hanging over one's head, ready to fall.

Zhang Chunxiao couldn't help but said cautiously: "No matter what destroyed the Juejian Sect, this place is not good, we should retreat quickly!"

The Great Elder was instinctively trying to agree, but was interrupted by a cold shout.

"I won't leave!"

Liu Yanbin pushed away the Liu family monk who tried to support him and stared at the distant horizon.

"That gentleman is at the front line, how can we retreat first?!"

"What sir? Are you talking about Master?" The Great Elder's heart trembled, but he became even more confused.

"No, it's not the Longyue Sword Immortal, it's another one..." Liu Yanbin clenched his fists, his expression distorted, trying hard to recall.

Even though his empty mind could not recall any details, only deep despair remained deeply in his heart.

After a moment, he sighed in disbelief: "That adult...lost?"

At the same time, the huge shadow of thunder in the sky became much more blurred than before.

The all-strength attack took a lot of his energy, but if he could completely wipe out Xiao Wuyou's existence, it would all be worth it.

Apart from myself as the Way of Heaven, I guess no one else in the world can remember that guy, right?

Thinking of this, even if he had lost his body and soul, the Heavenly Dao that resides in the cause and effect of heaven and earth could not help but feel happy.

Xiao Wuyou has reached the limit of what a cultivator can do, but in the end he is still no match for the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!

Looking around, all living things are colorful, but the annoying colored glaze is no longer visible.

Everything is back on track.

Without that alien, even if the Heavenly Dao does nothing, this world will adjust its destiny on its own and make everything balanced.

Oh, of course, for this battle, Tiandao himself also drew a lot of luck, not to mention the misappropriation of three kinds of luck crystals.

The originally balanced destiny had long been unbalanced, and all creatures in the immortal cultivation world outside of the Juejian Sect had already decayed and all lives were in ruins.

But so what?

The rise and fall of ants is not worth worrying about. After tens of millions of years, the world will heal as before. As the price of eliminating Xiao Wuyou, everything is worth it.

But just when Tiandao was immersed in complacency, he caught a glimpse of a spark of glass in his peripheral vision!

He suddenly looked in the direction of the strange flash, only to see that the karma of Xiao Wuyou was still lingering on the bodies of several fairies below!

Although already very weak, the bits of glass were like fireflies flickering in the dark night, stubborn and unyielding, fragile yet eye-catching.

"As expected of you, the son of destiny who has become his Taoist partner, even if the cause and effect have been destroyed, you are still unwilling to give up?" Tiandao sighed: "Xiao Wuyou, Xiao Wuyou, even if you die, it will be beyond my expectation."

Perhaps it was because Xiao Wuyou pushed them away at the critical moment, perhaps it was because they were the children of luck and were blessed by luck, or perhaps it was just that their obsession was too deep.

Xiao Wuyou did leave some traces after all.

But with every passing minute and second, this last trace is rapidly fading away.

I believe that it won’t be long before even the fairies who accompanied Xiao Wuyou in his reincarnations will completely forget about his existence.

But the way of heaven cannot be careless.

Even though Xiao Wuyou is dead and gone, that piece of colored glaze is still so annoying!

"If you like Xiao Wuyou so much, you might as well go to the void to accompany him!"

The Heavenly Dao once again condensed a thunder tribulation, and the huge shadow that was about to dissipate slowly gazed at it under the gathering of a large amount of Dao rhyme.

Unlike the Great Elder and others, the fairies who are the children of destiny can clearly see how terrifying the calamity clouds above their heads are condensing into a blow.

Liu Feiyan was the first to react. Even though she felt the pressure that almost suffocated her, she still grabbed the girl beside her and shouted unyieldingly: "It's coming again, everyone, let's go together!"

However, the blue-haired fairy at the side shook off her arm and stared at her warily: "Who are you? Why should I listen to you? And..."

"Only he can call me Xiaoyu." Su Lanyu bit her lip and murmured, but her face looked melancholy.

"Now is the time to talk about this...wait, who are you all?!" Liu Feiyan looked around at the strange fairies around her and couldn't help but be stunned.

"I am Momo - is this the time to say this? If we don't run away, we will all be killed to ashes by that thing, right?!" Momo's hair stood on end and she shouted anxiously.

But the black-haired witch at the side was looking up at the sky above her head, with endless murderous intent burning in her unfocused eyes, and the demonic energy in her body boiling like seven black magma, and she laughed in an extremely dark way: "Run? Why are you running?"

"I'm going to kill that thing and avenge him."

"Avenge him..." Liu Feiyan chewed on the witch's words. For a moment, her chest was filled with mixed feelings, including warmth and sorrow, sweetness and bitterness, but in the end, all turned into cold emptiness.

Nothing comes to mind.

"who is he?"

Although she couldn't remember anything, two lines of tears inexplicably lay in Liu Feiyan's eyes.

The blue-haired fairy who was kneeling beside her suddenly covered her mouth and sobbed. Momo also huddled in place and cried helplessly. Even Ye Qingmeng couldn't stop shedding tears.

"Who is he?!" Liu Feiyan was annoyed. She covered her forehead and sought answers from the familiar yet unfamiliar fairies around her.

But the only answer she got was the sobbing of the fairies.

Obviously, thunder and lightning could strike at any time, but none of them cared. They just tried their best to recreate the figure they had forgotten from nothingness.

It was at this moment that the helpless Liu Feiyan finally caught a glimpse of the moonlight in the distance.

In the illumination of lightning, the petite silver-haired fairy knelt in the center of a deep pit, holding tightly to a broken sword even as her spiritual veins burned her skin and she was exposed to the gaze of the giant shadow of lightning.

It was as if it was a treasure she was willing to defend with her life.

It was at the moment when she set eyes on the magic sword that sparks began to sparkle in Liu Feiyan's heart, reflecting that handsome and elegant figure.

When she came to her senses, she had already pounced on the silver-haired fairy unconsciously.

The same goes for the other fairies.

"Do you... know who he is?" Liu Feiyan asked hesitantly when she came to the silver-haired fairy.

Bei Ming Long Yue shook his head in confusion, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but hold the broken sword in his arms tighter.

"But I know he's an important person."

"I made an appointment with him to accompany him to the best ending."

"Now is not the time to give up."

Looking at the fairy's resolute back, Liu Feiyan felt a surge of restlessness in his heart.

There is admiration, envy, and even a hint of sadness. But more than that, there is empathy.

She also has a very important person.

Someone who can make her willingly give everything to love him.

Liu Feiyan couldn't help but clench the jade pendant on her chest.

At the same time, the giant shadow of thunder trembled violently, and a terrifying chill burst out of its eyes.

The almost dissipated colored glass finally flickered again.

Chapter 94: The Sword Heart Shines for Them

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A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Not only the fairies, but even the monks in the distance were enveloped by the glazed flames.

The glazed light spots, like an unyielding flame burning in the long silent night, deeply hurt Tiandao's heart.

impossible!

Xiao Wuyou has returned to nothingness, and the cause and effect between him and the sons of luck have been swallowed up by the thunder tribulation. All traces of his material and luck in the world of immortal cultivation should have disappeared!

Could it be...

Tiandao looked carefully and found that the source of all Liuli's luck was the broken sword in Beiming Longyue's arms.

Even Xiao Wuyou himself had perished in the thunderbolt, so why did the sword still exist? !

Perhaps it was because the material of the magic sword was extraordinary, or perhaps it was because Xiao Wuyou's sword intent remained on the sword. Tiandao, an ordinary magic weapon, could see through its structure at a glance, but he could never see what kind of power was contained in Xiao Wuyou's sword.

Although I don't know the specific reason, since the sword still has Xiao Wuyou's luck, just destroy it!

Tiandao was cold-hearted, ignoring the fact that the world of immortal cultivation was already overwhelmed, and continued to draw on luck to speed up the brewing of the thunder catastrophe.

Above the sky, the shadow of lightning became more and more solid, like a god looking down on all living beings!

With this strike, he wanted to completely destroy the last trace of Xiao Wuyou left in the world!

Below the pit, Liu Feiyan instinctively trembled at the terrifying thunder tribulation, and the instinct of living beings was frantically sending out warnings, urging her to escape quickly.

Once hit by a heavenly thunder calamity, no body will be left, and the soul will be destroyed.

It is impossible to say that I am not afraid.

But there are more important things than life and death.

Although the sky was filled with thunderclouds and storms were raging, as if it was a doomsday disaster, Liu Feiyan tightly grasped the Phoenix Blood Warm Jade against her chest and closed her eyes calmly.

Everything seemed to have returned to the past.

Even though she can no longer remember his name, his voice, or what he looks like, this is the only warmth that Liu Feiyan will never forget, even if she is reincarnated several times.

After three years of agreement and the outcome of the duel, on that early morning surrounded by red maples, he had personally hung the jade pendant on her chest.

"He is the person I admire the most." Liu Feiyan held the warm Phoenix Blood Jade in her chest and smiled with tears in her eyes.

The flame finally ignited from the body of the Divine Phoenix Fairy, slowly outlining a glazed line of luck that tightly entwined with the broken Worry-Free Sword.

Somewhere in the dark, Su Lanyu's heart trembled violently.

Su Lanyu took off the dragon crystal bone hairpin from her long hair and held it tightly in her arms like a treasure. A trace of tenderness and guilt appeared on her originally tearful face.

How could I forget?

Wandering around the world, enduring wind and rain, in that cold and desolate palace, he had personally pinned this bone hairpin in her hair.

"He is the person I desire most." Su Lanyu gently stroked the dragon crystal bone hairpin in her hand and shed tears softly.

Lightning flickered faintly from the bodies of the Four Seas Dragon Kings, and a glazed line of luck also stretched out, tightly wrapping around the broken sword.

Tushan Momo raised her head blankly, took off the sachet pinned on the corner of her skirt, held it carefully in her palm, and couldn't help but cry.

I shouldn't forget it!

As the four seasons passed by, they were always together hand in hand. Under the blooming peach blossoms of spring, he had personally handed this fox sachet to her.

"He is the person we trust the most!" Tushan Momo clenched the fox sachet in her hand and burst into tears.

The glazed aura suddenly rushed over from the nine-tailed fox and tightly wrapped around the hilt of the sword. This time, the broken sword finally trembled a little.

Then, the magic flames on Ye Qingmeng's body slowly extinguished, and her empty eyes regained focus and shone brightly. She raised her hand tremblingly and stared at the magic ring on her fingertips.

She remembered.

The night was long, full of dreams and romance. On that night when they were dependent on each other, he had personally placed the Netherworld Ring on her finger.

"He is the person I rely on the most." Ye Qingmeng looked at the Netherworld Ring on her hand and raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

Another line of luck connected to the sword blade, and the originally silent blade began to tremble slightly.

Even though it was so small compared to the raging wind and the wrath of the gods, it still trembled stubbornly.

The thunder roared louder and louder, and a strong wind started to blow.

However, Bei Ming Long Yue held the broken sword tightly, as if ignoring everything in the world and immersed in the past with him.

She won't forget it.

When I encountered him, I was furious for his grievances, upset for his loneliness, heartbroken for his sorrow, and happy for his happiness.

I have clearly made up my mind to shoulder the fate for him.

But he called her back and she vowed to accompany him to the best ending.

Now, it is far from the end.

Bei Ming Long Yue gently bowed his head and gave the most sincere kiss to the hilt of the sword named after his beloved.