Chapter 879: The Galaxy Appears

The sword spirit moves in Tiger Hill Sword Pond.

Not only did Zhao Changhe and Tang Wanzhuang feel a familiar sense of déjà vu, but Tang Buqi, who led the team to surround Tiger Hill, also stood by the sword pond with nostalgia in his eyes.

Longque was jumping in Ling Ruoyu's arms, and kept talking about his heroic appearance in the past.

It was also here that the evil sword leaked from the Sword Emperor's Tomb almost destroyed Gusu. The protagonists of that battle underground were Zhao Changhe and Sisi, and the protagonists on the ground were Longque and Tang Buqi. Longque angrily chopped the shadow of the evil sword, and Tang Buqi took on the responsibility of guarding and faced life and death, thus laying the foundation for the head of the Tang family of this generation, from being useless to being a "gentleman is not a tool".

Later, the Sword Emperor's Tomb was determined to be a suspicious tomb, and the core that had not dared to be developed was finally cracked by the Demon Suppression Division. It was found that the interior of the mausoleum that had been guarded for so long was actually an empty shell, which was full of bluffs. After that, it was directly filled up, and Gusu was clear.

Ling Ruoyu didn't like to listen to Long Que's bragging, because there was no Zhao Changhe or Xinghe in that battle, only how Long Que himself cut a sword shadow, and it felt like the other party was described as Xinghe.

But she could only hold back and listen to her bragging. Anyone who knew about the battle would subconsciously connect today's scene with that time, at least the first reaction would be "So the sword came from Tiger Hill, it should be here".

When Zhao Changhe and Tang Wanzhuang arrived, they saw a black long sword slowly rising from the pool, with the tip of the sword facing down and the hilt facing up, floating in the center of the pool. The surrounding water mist was filled, looking very fairy-like, and the strong sense of the night sky filled everyone's heart. It was just dusk, but it made people feel like they were in a quiet night, and the hustle and bustle of the surrounding crowds seemed to be isolated.

"It is indeed the Galaxy." Many people were whispering: "Such a strong night sky, it can only be the legendary Galaxy..."

"This strong pressure and repulsion, such a sharp sword energy, ordinary people can't get close at all."

"Nonsense, the Book of Chaos says that the Galaxy Sword plays a world to trap the devil. This is a divine weapon among divine weapons. How can ordinary people touch it?"

"Marquis Wu is a friend of King Zhao, and he is also a powerful man with three secret treasures. It should be okay, right?"

"Prime Minister Tang is still here!"

"It just so happens that the Galaxy appears at this time and place. It is really the right time and place. There is no need to worry about this matter."

Zhao Changhe looked at Tang Wanzhuang, who was laughing softly, and he knew that his wife knew it.

This sword is indeed exactly the same as the Galaxy. Others can't recognize it, but how can Zhao Changhe not recognize that it is not the Galaxy at all? But the aura inside is indeed very similar, and the appearance details and casting process are exactly the same. Except for some special materials that only exist in the Night Palace and cannot be replaced, it is almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

You have to know that even Tang Wanzhuang can't be so familiar with the details of the Xinghe, after all, no one except Zhao Changhe himself can look at the sword endlessly. If you want to imitate it so realistically, there is only one possibility - Huangfu Qing, who assisted in the sword-making process, Yuan Sanniang, the inheritor of the sword-making craft, Ye Jiuyou, the creator of the night sky, and possibly Yue Hongling, the master of sword intent, can make this level of fake together.

In fact, if this level of fake is made, even if it is not Xinghe, it is already a rare sword.

Ling Ruoyu frowned and looked at the sword, feeling strange: "Queque, is this really the Milky Way?"

Longque said: "What do you think?"

Ling Ruoyu said: "Why do I always feel that it doesn't look like it."

Longque was silent for a moment: "Have you seen the Milky Way?"

"No."

"Then why do you think it doesn't look like it?"

"I don't know... Maybe I just think the Milky Way should be more powerful?"

"The Milky Way is not powerful at all, it's just an idiot who can't do anything and can only poke people's ass."

"Then It is not a galaxy."

"Why?"

"Because if it is a galaxy, it will definitely come and hit you if you say that."

Longque: "...getting smarter."

"So what should we do now? Should we remind Marquis Wu?"

"His aunt is here. Why are you meddling in other people's affairs? Do you want to be his aunt, too?"

Ling Ruoyu turned her head and saw that Tang Buqi had come over. He felt relieved and said with his hands behind his back, "Let me try."

He raised his head and stepped into the pool, ready to go up the water.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Sword energy was everywhere.

Tang Buqi retreated in a panic, and his brocade robe had been cut to shreds.

The "dignified and dignified" Marquis Wu blushed to his ears and glared at Zhao Changhe in the crowd. His face said: Your sword, don't you give me some face?

Tang Wanzhuang turned her head away, unable to bear to look directly at it. Zhao Changhe also tilted his head and sent a message: "Who told you that this is Xinghe? Your aunt and I are still analyzing the situation. Why are you so anxious to go up and show off?"

Tang Buqi: "...Fuck."

The crowd was in an uproar: "Even Wu Hou, who has practiced so hard, can't get close to the magic sword!"

Tang Buqi twisted his beard and said calmly: "This Hou is just testing. It can be seen that this sword's rejection of those who approach is based on the other party's practice. If someone with stronger strength comes, the backlash will be more severe."

Someone asked: "Wu Hou is also a good friend of King Zhao. There is no problem with the closeness of Xinghe. Does King Zhao really have to come in person?"

Tang Buqi replied calmly: "Since my uncle's brain was kicked by a donkey, no one knows what he is thinking. How about you try it?"

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Tang Buqi added: "In addition, my uncle is ill and is said to be unable to lift, so he is quite hostile and repulsive towards men like us who can make great achievements. I suggest women come forward and give it a try."

Zhao Changhe: ""

An embroidered shoe was kicked behind him, and Tang Buqi flew up like clouds and mist, and was kicked into the sword pool by his own aunt.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The sword energy was everywhere, and Tang Buqi was brutally beaten. He covered his lower body and crawled out of the pool like flying.

Countless guests wiped their sweat and bowed: "Prime Minister, this..."

Tang Wanzhuang said calmly: "Xinghe will reject anyone and will not reject me. I just go and get it."

Zhao Changhe nodded.

It's not useless for Tang Buqi to do these two things, so that he can understand the problem.

The sword was forged by my wives. It was used for fishing. It was placed on such an important occasion as the Tang family's banquet, and Tang Wanzhuang was still present. It was easy for the demons to take the sword seriously, and the main force gathered here to cause trouble. In fact, Sanniang and others had long been waiting in the East China Sea to welcome the birth of Xinghe and ran away...

It just so happens that this kind of birthday banquet has many people and is very convenient for the demons to do their business. It is the best fishing ground. For so many years, it has been difficult for the Suppressing Demon Division to distinguish who are the demons of heaven and who are controlled by the demonic energy. , in this birthday banquet, most of the pretenders can be revealed, once and for all.

Poor birthday banquet protagonist doesn't know how valuable his birthday banquet is. Even Tang Wanzhuang was probably not told clearly that the witches of the Four Elephants Sect were using Tang Wanzhuang's performance to deceive others, but Wanzhuang must have seen through it and was cooperating.

As for trouble, there will definitely be no cause for trouble. Because it was Ye Jiuyou himself who was hiding in the fake galaxy and pretending to be a "spirit". Coupled with the omnipresent Piaomiao, it was enough to protect the people at the birthday banquet intact, and then catch all the devils of heaven.

Therefore, the "natural attack of the divine sword" that Tang Buqi suffered before was not at the same level as what he suffered after scolding Zhao Changhe for not doing so... He was really looking for death. In front of a witch like Jiuyou, scolding her man, if not for watching For the sake of being my husband's friend, this time he really doesn't want to do it.

Tang Wanzhuang stepped forward through the water. Sure enough, the fake sword seemed to feel the approach of her relatives. There was no sword energy attack at all. It was held by her honestly, and everything looked like how a real galaxy should behave.

But Tang Wanzhuang held the hilt of the sword but couldn't take it away, as if Xinghe was losing her temper and refused to follow her.

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly and exploded with all her strength.

At the moment when she was competing with Xinghe, a terrifying black light suddenly erupted from the bottom of the pool, which penetrated directly into Tang Wanzhuang's heart.

"Bang!" Tang Wanzhuang turned around and struck a black light, causing her to stagger slightly.

At the same time, at least half of the onlookers suddenly unsheathed their swords and placed them on the necks of their friends. At this moment, the entire Tiger Hill turned into a demon cave. Black mist shrouded the heads of countless demon disciples, and connections gathered. A demon face appeared in the sky again, shouting: "Tang Wanzhuang! Let go of Xinghe, otherwise this place will become a river of blood!"

Tang Wanzhuang seemed to hesitate slightly and let go of the fake galaxy. The black light swept across and directly rolled the fake galaxy into the sky.

Heiwu continued to yell at Ling Ruoyu: "And that girl, throw the dragon bird over here!"

Tang Wanzhuang said calmly: "You just want Xinghe, why do you have to ask Longque?"

The black mist rolled around Xinghe and sneered: "Xinghe has an extremely indifferent temperament. Even if he knows that you are one of his own, he will not easily follow you, unless he has the dragon bird that has been with him since childhood."

Ling Ruoyu was dumbfounded.

I dare you to grab the dragon bird like crazy, it’s all for this from beginning to end.

Long Que was also dumbfounded.

I thought you wanted to rob me so much. Is it true that you robbed me to kidnap Xinghe?

So who am I? Just a candied haws used to kidnap children?

Ling Ruoyu didn't know what to do for a moment and looked at the "Senior Ancient Demon God" beside him for help.

Zhao Changhe smiled slightly: "The third level of Yujing... It's really worthy of him. After thirty years of gathering, he can still develop such a strong gathering of strength."

Third level of imperial realm? Ling Ruoyu beat her heart and lowered her voice: "What should I do, senior? Xinghe is fake. If it is robbed, it will be robbed. But Longque is real, and it is not okay for Longque to be taken away by them!"

"It's okay. I think Longque has gone crazy now and will let them drink a pot..."

Ling Ruoyu looked at the broad knife in his hand hesitantly. The broken knife was trembling, and he was obviously very angry: "I am Tanghulu... I am Tanghulu?"

The tremors were getting heavier and heavier, and Ling Ruoyu couldn't hold on at all. With a "swish" sound, the dragon bird shot into the sky, and the violent blood-colored sword light smashed into the demon's face in the sky: "Who do you think is the candied haws?"

Demon Face: "?"

I didn’t say you were a candied haws of sugar...

There seemed to be a dragon roaring, and the blood-colored sword light turned into the shape of a dragon head and a bird's body, shooting straight into the sky.

"You, Longque, are only an intermediate-level sword of heavenly quality. How dare you want to kill me? Just stay here!" The demon face sprouted a hand and grasped it in the air, as if to strangle Longque's neck.

Ling Ruoyu looked up and sweated nervously: "Queque..."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand gently and made a false strike.

"Boom!" A terrifying energy shock came from the sky, the demonic shadow was torn apart, and a shrill scream came: "You, this is not your own power, why do you seem to have a master transporting it?"

Longque laughed wildly: "You idiot! You still want to catch me, so go to hell! Who is the candied haws on a stick! Who is the candied haws on a stick!"

The broad knife slashed at random.

"Swish, swish!" The demonic energy fled in all directions.

The fake galaxy suddenly exploded, and the scattered fragments formed a dark sky. All the demonic energy seemed to have fallen into a dragnet, running rampant but unable to break free.

The demonic energy twisted and howled: "Ye Jiuyou? This... This is not the Milky Way!"

Ye Jiuyou's graceful figure appeared in the void: "It's not too late for you to know now."

"It seems that this is just a trap, the East China Sea is real... But do you think we are unprepared? You led us here, and we led you, Ye Jiuyou, into the trap!"

Ye Jiuyou smiled slightly: "Then prepare... Let me remind you again that the three realms have long been ours. Those who are cunning and despicable are of no use, and they are only worthy of being caught in our trap."

"You use human lives as a trap and disregard the lives of the people. What's the difference between you and us? You still have the nerve to say that this is your world? Get started!"

As the voice sounded, all the swords and knives on the necks of the guests moved suddenly.

But they were shocked to find that they could not move.

A misty figure appeared in the void, smiling slightly: "I have done this twice, and you still don't remember. Yangyang, let's do it."

Outside Huqiu, Cui Yuanyang, the head of the Demon Suppression Division, who had been lying in ambush for a long time, led the elite soldiers of the Demon Suppression Division to rush in. Tang Wanzhuang suddenly took action inside Huqiu, and with the cooperation of inside and outside, thousands of demons were captured in an instant.

Ling Ruoyu looked at this situation of catching turtles in a jar, and also drew his sword to help, but suddenly felt a palpitation.

Looking back to the east, at the seaside not far away, the sky suddenly darkened, and the real night-like pressure descended on the world.

"Boom!"

The huge sword shadow slowly rose from the sea, gradually floating on the sea surface, and slowly ascended to the sky.

The huge sword shape, the pressure covering the common people, compared with the fake Huqiu Sword Pond just now, it was like a firefly compared to the sun and the moon, a poor imitation show.

On the sea, Sanniang stretched out her hand and held the sword: "Xinghe, be good, the idiot has been led away by us with a fake one, go home with your aunt."

Xinghe refused to move.

Sanniang frowned.

The demon face on Huqiu was right, the real Xinghe was indifferent and would not follow anyone easily. I thought that the sword had no spirit, so it could be easily controlled. I didn't expect that it was still so stubborn even without spirit. Is it a remnant of instinct or something else?

Zhao Changhe's two children, neither of them is worry-free.

Just thinking so, the Xinghe sword suddenly moved and stabbed Sanniang's lower abdomen.

The demon shadow trapped by Jiuyou also said at this time, "Do you really think we are unprepared?"

They were indeed prepared.

The living spirits, demonic energy, and various fantasy beasts are not only on land, but there are countless buried in the depths of the ocean.

The arrangements on land were led away by the fake sword, but the arrangements lurking in the ocean have never moved. The moment the True Galaxy broke out of its own space, it was already contaminated by the sea's demonic energy, forming a "possession" situation.

Since the sword spirit was not there, of course the demon spirit could be used to take over the body, and from then on the True Galaxy was theirs.

It was a pity that they were prepared, and the Four Symbols Sect was even more prepared.

At the moment when the Galaxy attacked, a piece of solid tortoise shell appeared on Sanniang's lower abdomen.

The demon spirit, who had just "taken over the body" and had not yet fully controlled the power of the magic sword, obviously could not break through the defense of the Black Tortoise, but was bounced back and staggered, turning over several times.

The demon spirit did not entangle with Sanniang, and broke through the void and rushed to the sky above Tiger Hill, trying to rescue the demon face besieged by Jiuyou. Near the sea of ​​Gusu, everyone was very close to each other, and with their speed, it only took a moment to rescue.

At the same time, the dense black fog finally appeared on the vast sea surface, quickly gathered into a group, and once again formed the shape of a demon.

The sky was filled with flames, and meteor showers fell. In the void, they condensed into the shape of a Vermillion Bird, and roared down at the Sea Demon: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The waves around the demon formed a binding tornado. Sanniang stood at the dragon head with a whip, and said with a smile: "In theory, Xinghe appeared and Changhe woke up. At this time, Changhe just opened his eyes from his doghouse. He wanted to take advantage of this time difference to get Xinghe away in advance. Do you really think we are all watching the show?"

"Snap" a whip whipped over, and the firebird in the sky roared over.

The Sea Demon didn't even have time to gather its shape, and was played with by the two venerables of the Four Symbols Sect like a spinning top, and only howled in exasperation.

The real Xinghe, driven by the demon spirit, was heading straight to the stalemate between Ye Jiuyou and the demon face. Seeing that the prison was about to be broken, the sword light in the sky rose again.

The Xinghe was from the East China Sea to the west, and a sunset glow spread from west to east, spreading across the sky. The red-dressed figure was like a solitary wild goose, flying high into the sky.

Ling Ruoyu clenched his fist excitedly: "Master!"

"Dang!" The tip of the sword that cut through the sky accurately hit the tip of the Xinghe Sword, and Yue Hongling fell backwards with a muffled groan.

Ling Ruoyu's expression froze on her face. She clearly saw that the ancient demon god senior suddenly appeared behind her master and reached out to hold her waist.

The master looked back at the man's face, and a sweet smile appeared on her pretty face that was almost always stern and serious: "Have you had enough fun?"

"Have you had enough fun." The ancient senior replied.

Ling Ruoyu was petrified again, and there was a sign that he was about to crack.

Yue Hongling was repelled, and the Xinghe Sword was also in trouble, falling to the ground. A white jade-like slender hand suddenly appeared in the void, and was about to grab Xinghe.

Ling Ruoyu stared in amazement as the ancient senior grabbed Long Que and leaped towards the slender hand: "I waited until this moment, thinking that it would be Yin Tian Dao, but I didn't expect it to be you in the end. Stop right there, you blind man!"

"What is that!" Someone on the ground exclaimed: "Is that the gods and Buddhas all dispersed?"

"Yes, I have seen the Blood God Sect's Master Xue use this move, it must be the gods and Buddhas all dispersed."

"Who is that figure?"

"Is it Long Que's own image?"

Imagery is bullshit. Ling Ruoyu stared at the sky blankly, and all his confusion suddenly disappeared.

"Bang!" Ye Wuming's hand didn't have time to grab the star river, so he had to slap it back on the side of the dragon bird. During the collision, the star river had already fallen below.

Zhao Changhe's voice came from the sky: "Ruoyu, take the sword!"

Ling Ruoyu was stunned: "Me?"

The star river sword doesn't even care about the Xuanwu Venerable. If I, a little Karami, dare to hold it, I will be chopped into seventeen or eighteen pieces...

But the movements of his hands are still faster than his brain. Zhao Changhe over there is no match for Ye Wuming, and he was slapped away. Just as Ye Wuming was about to take the sword, a girl jumped up and grabbed the star river.