Chapter 929 Sword Intent Lasts Forever

Waiting for you in the future, waiting for you to save me...

Obviously she was going to go to a desperate situation, to fight alone in the more troubled area at this moment, to try to bring the Emperor Wa back, but such a gentle tone, it seemed like she was comforting Wei Yuan, made him feel a little stuck , blocked panic.

"So, don't worry..."

Wei Yuan said slowly: "Don't worry, I will definitely save you."

"Um."

The gentle woman turned her eyes to look at the road not far away, and suddenly smiled lightly: "I left you the formation arrangement in the chaotic sea, you have never been here before, so don't rush into it by yourself." In the formation of Huntian, he was injured instead."

Subconsciously, Wei Yuan wanted to ask, do I seem so reckless?

Forced to hold back.

Houtu just smiled without saying a word, and took the initiative to answer:

"Is not it?"

Wei Yuan pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

"I'll still rush to answer."

Dense lines appeared on the letter paper, and Wei Yuan left all the formation cores left by the Emperor Huntian in the central Chaos Sea, and all the information was hidden in the aura on the letter paper.

"alright."

"Yuan, is there anything else you need my help with?"

"For example...that kid named Jingwei?"

Wei Yuan recalled what Fuxi said earlier about the end of Yan Emperor Jiang Shu. After completing all his achievements, he left the Shennong whip to the people, and he went to the East China Sea to find his little daughter. East China Sea.

Shennong should not have ended up like this.

People of their generation were too miserable.

If Jingwei can survive, maybe everything will turn around.

"Well, the conspiracy of the chaotic world will most likely cause the waters of the four seas to lose control and plunge into rage. If possible, please send all the sentient beings who fell into the four seas. As for the cause and effect of their survival, I will bear it on their behalf. "

Houtu asked: "Yuan, are you sure..."

She originally wanted to ask a question, why did she choose this way.

Just like at the beginning.

The Taoist replied peacefully: "The way of heaven is fair, and all things are regarded as dogs."

"But I'm not God."

"I am human."

"So I see that all things are good, all have spirituality, and all can live."

Because the power of the turbid qi was gradually absorbed, a few strands of white hair appeared on the temples of the Taoist, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes were light, and the sword on his waist was a bit like the aura of the heavenly god on the picture scroll. His voice paused, and he added road:

"certainly."

"Except for flies, mosquitoes and cockroaches."

As a result, Tianzun has many more smells of mortals.

With a smile on his face, Hou Tu said, "Then, Fellow Daoist."

She patted the long sword on her waist, her expression was gentle, but her movements were a little free and easy:

"We'll meet again someday."

Wei Yuan watched as the streamer on the letter paper finally dimmed, leaving only the woman's beautiful writing on it, and finally faded slowly. There were countless streamers on the letter paper, and there were countless words in each streamer. , and the overall letterhead has turned yellow.

Houtu has been unable to be contacted.

"...See you someday."

The Taoist folded the letter paper and carefully put it into his sleeve robe.

"I will save you."

………………

In ancient times.

The battle between Xingchen and Wang Yang soon came to a conclusion.

Booming sound.

The turbid water god fell backwards, completely dead.

The cold and indifferent Emperor of Heaven didn't say anything, but just opened his eyes, looked at the dead water god, watched the latter dissipate into foam, and said to himself: "Even this so-called body is only a large part of the power, and there is nothing left. Is there a part left in the troubled times to keep immortal?"

"Boring."

"I thought that if Gonggong was the opposite, it would be worth a fight."

He turned around and walked in the direction of the troubled world.

He didn't go to find that [Peak of Swordsmanship] right away, and resisted the desire to confront that Wushuang Daoguo immediately. With his footsteps, the stars all over the sky flowed, brilliant and vast, magnificent and magnificent, and then this black-clad man The figure of the emperor gradually dispersed.

Above the sky, the terrifying gravitational force and the breath of exploding stars continue to emerge.

The tall man, dressed in white, with handsome brows, smashed down a magic weapon with a mighty power that stirred the galaxy, and laughed loudly: "Di Jun, when you are confronting me, do you dare to lose your mind? It's a death sentence!" The way, the way to take death!"

The Heavenly Emperor took half a step back and raised his eyes.

It seemed that he was really distracted, thinking about other things.

Until a flying rainbow seemed to fly out of the ground and flew into the space between his eyebrows.

The divine light in the Emperor's eyes returned to normal, and he said regretfully, "It's a pity."

The majestic and terrifying gods and demons on the opposite side were stunned, and then finally recognized that the Emperor of Heaven even separated a clone into the earth while confronting him. With two minds, it seemed to be filled with anger, the palm of the hand holding the magic soldier trembled slightly, and said angrily:

"Fighting against me, how dare you divide your spirit and go out?! How dare you not use your full strength!"

"Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, how arrogant and arrogant you are!!"

"court death!"

Seizing the Heavenly Emperor's momentary loss of focus, the Palm Divine Soldier made a sudden move.

It pierced through layers of galaxies, and cut off stars one by one.

world--

Lei Zu Department.

The white-haired girl riding a huge black bear played the bamboo leaves. Her tribe had prepared a banquet today to welcome a young hero who said he would come here as a guest, but it seemed that he was cut off by Lord Yandi, and her father lost his temper in the tribe. , she ran out secretly.

Suddenly, the mount with the blood of a powerful monster began to tremble violently.

The girl raised her eyes subconsciously, and then widened her eyes.

Above the sky, the stars rained across the sky, beautiful and magnificent.

"Meteor shower..."

The people in the human world, the creatures in the wilderness, subconsciously raised their heads, looked at this magnificent and vast scene, speechless and lost their minds, and on the dome, the blood of the Emperor of Heaven was left behind, while the opponent's weapon rushed forward, and the blade was crushed. Di Jun grabbed it with his right hand, but the extremely sharp edge still cut his skin.

On the opposite side, the Emperor Zhuo Shi held the weapon in both hands and rushed forward with all his might, but the weapon that tore apart mountains and rivers and annihilated the stars could not take another step forward, and could no longer tear the emperor's neck apart. The emperor's pair of golden pupils were deep and deep, and he felt regretful.

Perhaps, it will take a hundred years before they can go to the human world to find that swordsman.

At that time, the human race may no longer be the era of Emperor Yan.

He restrained himself, stared at the opponent in front of him, and said in a cold voice:

"I want to see my full glory..."

Cracking crackling sound.

The huge battle sword shattered into powder, and the wounded Emperor of Heaven stood indifferently, standing in front of the chaotic world, with thousands of troops in front of him, the emperor of the chaotic world, and behind him was the wilderness of the world, full of everything, but it was just a figure, and he was forced to stop the enemy ahead.

Only this one person is the natural moat.

Everything is here.

You can't take the first half step.

The large sleeves of the emperor's toga robe flowed with the light of the morning sun and turned into an armored battle robe. The sleeve robe on the right side shook silently, and there was a long soldier in his palm. A ray of light across the cosmic sky:

"Satisfy you."

The long spear is extremely domineering, and the streamer of the spear's edge is constantly overflowing.

The edge skimmed over the wilderness.

On Xinmao night in summer and April in the seventh year of Emperor Yan's calendar, the stars disappeared, and the stars fell like rain in the night.

There are tens of millions of meteors, long or short, large or small, traveling westward until dawn.

Extremely north and south, day and night for three years.

———"Cangjie Calendar"

………………………

Troubled times——

An elegant man wearing a mask, with white temples and an evil temperament leaned over and looked at a cave.

That cave is extremely grand and magnificent, as if the sky is hanging upside down. It is the place where the gully of the East China Sea in the Qing Dynasty flows into the chaotic world, and it is also the place where the energy of water movement is the most intense in the entire chaotic world. At the core, a man was pulled out, frowning:

"Alive..."

"It's really scary. Being forcibly beaten to death by Di Jun, even the core of the body suffered backlash."

"Huh? This is..."

The refined man pressed his fingers on the pool of chaotic water, frowning:

"The power of the back soil."

"However, this sword intent does not belong to her."

"Is there some existence secretly pointing out the method of deriving itself with the power of the earth?"

"The realm of frightening swordsmanship."

The vast and majestic voice asked: "How, can I be saved?"

"Dead at the hands of Dijun, how can it be so easy to escape?" Fuxi's voice was cold and flat: "Compared with Dijun's power, whether it is the gravitational force of Houtu or the sword left by someone I mean, it's all too weak."

"If you want to, it will probably take tens of thousands of years to cultivate slowly."

"or……"

The vast and majestic voice asked: "Or?"

The elegant man replied plainly: "Or, find a way to get the fundamental source of Gonggong in the Qing Dynasty, coupled with Nuwa's creative power, the combination of the two will not only restore him, but also make up for the troubled times. The realm is slightly weaker than that of the Qing Dynasty."

"Oh? Good calculation!"

"Then what should we do if we fail? Water God Gong Gong has an upright and domineering personality, and he holds grudges extremely."

"Then my strategy can be false."

The corners of the elegant man's mouth curled up slightly, his voice was calm and indifferent:

"The first step is to plunder the power of Gonggong, the law of creation, and revive him."

"The second step is to let him use the meritorious body of Gonggong in the Qing Dynasty to act recklessly in the wild world of the Qing Dynasty, and do the act of flooding the world. , It only needs to provoke the two sides a little bit, and it will inevitably become a situation like fire and water."

The vast and forceful voice asked: "Gonggong is not a fool."

The elegant man smiled and said, "This is the third."

"Using the power style of Gonggong in the Qing Dynasty to kill the clan or other races."

"The emperor of the human race will definitely attack him in anger."

"At that time, you and I will control the main body of Gonggong, and let the emperor kill the tribe that Gonggong cares about."

"In this way, the mortal feud between the two parties has been forged. With the arrogance of Gonggong, he doesn't even bother to explain things that he has not done, but others insist on saying that about him, and even kill the person he cares about on such an unwarranted charge. In a fit of anger, he would really do such a thing and make it a reality."

"If you kill me by saying that I'm flooding the world, then this seat will really flood the world!"

"The situation at that time was like water flowing down the hillside, and neither side could stop it."

"Although the Water God is strong, the Human Sovereign will not be weak when he is at its peak, and will even suppress the Water God. At that time, the Water God Gonggong will have a high probability of winning miserably, and his own foundation will become weaker, and he will be in the weakest state. It kills and plunders its origin."

The boundless voice said happily: "It's a good move to drive away the tiger and devour the wolf!"

"However, what if the human race wins?"

Fuxi, a refined man, couldn't help laughing and said, "Impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"To stop the top ten peaks with human power, what kind of unrivaled heroes are needed to do this?"

"I can say for sure!"

"It is absolutely impossible for the human race to have a hero who can resist the wrath of Gong Gong."

"Such a short-lived race can't do such a thing. Besides, if they take a step back, even if they really do it and kill Gong Gong for a short time, wouldn't it be more beneficial for us to plunder the source? In any case, we are just sitting in a favorable position, just sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight."

The vast and majestic voice seemed quite satisfied.

"How about the first step?"

The man with gray temples and elegant complexion said slowly:

"Knocked down badly."

"The sky collapses, the earth cracks!"

………………………

After explaining his plan in detail, Fuxi watched the strong man leave.

White hair on the sideburns.

The expression on his face was gentle and peaceful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The other party has agreed to his plan, and will launch the entire arrangement of the troubled times to complete the next series of changes. He wants to complete the first step, and part of the first step is to hunt and kill Emperor Wa. In that way, You can plunder its creation power.

then you can...

With its blood, with its soul, with its spirit.

Create a troubled world of Wahuang.

Make it clear and turbid.

Then absorb its foundation, devour its life, and perfect itself.

Everything was planned, whether it was the confrontation between the troubled times and the Qing Dynasty, or the defeat of the water god in the troubled times, but it was really too reckless to bump into Di Jun's hand and confront the Emperor of Heaven head-on .

The gravitational pull of the back soil is nothing.

Only the power of Emperor Jun, who has experienced Qingzhuo II, still exists beyond the root and body... As expected of the Emperor of Heaven, he carelessly played with the air mechanism of the void, and suddenly felt a pain in his palm, and blood flowed out.

For the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on the refined man's face.

This is……

Across the two worlds of voicing and turbidity.

Experience the horror of the gully of the East China Sea.

What remained was Dijun's starlight, and there was another kind of power.

He looked at the blood on his palm, couldn't believe it, and murmured to himself:

"...Sword Intent?"

PS: Today's second update... 4,000 words, asking for a monthly ticket

On the timeline, it is now the era of Emperor Yan, Ji Xuanyuan was still a brat, Wei Yuan was discussing with the Emperor of Heaven, and the collapse of Buzhou Mountain all happened a hundred years later.

The Cangjie calendar is of course a fiction, it is Zuo Zhuan and "Song Shu. Tianwen Zhi".