The Emperor Comes to the Heavens
Chapter 275 Sadness
Chapter 275 Sadness
In mid-air, the water unicorn flew under Daoxuan, roaring in a low voice, with its head lowered, as if it had an indescribable emotion towards this ancient sword.
Daoxuan's whole body was hidden in the light of the sword, holding the sword to the sky, above the sky, there was a strange sound of chanting incantations suddenly echoed in the blooming light.
Immediately, in the Huanyue Cave on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, a ray of purple energy soared into the sky, and finally landed on Daoxuan and Shui Qilin. From all directions, six beams of light plundered from the six mountains of Qingyun. The sword - Zhu Xian is dazzling.
Looking at the Immortal Execution Sword in the void, Qingxuan's face was solemn.
Daoxuan, who was seriously injured, could use the formations in the seven mountain ranges to exert such terrifying power. The monk who left behind the Immortal Execution Sword must be above the Nascent Soul Stage.
The color of the world changed, and there was a roar!
On Tongtian Peak, the wind was howling and the dust was flying. Under the blessing of the seven radiances, the sword energy of Zhuxian Ancient Sword became stronger and stronger. A peak that reaches the sky.
Master Cangsong's face was stiff, and he said in horror: "Zhuxian Sword Formation!"
When the Ghost King's eyes were on him, Cang Song said in a low voice: "This Zhuxian Sword Formation was created by Qing Yunzi, the founder of the Qingyun School, and it was repaired by Qingye Patriarch who spent a hundred years of painstaking efforts. The power must be earth-shattering, we had better retreat."
The Poison King narrowed his eyes, showing unwillingness, Daoxuan and Puhong were seriously injured, this is a great opportunity.
Sensing the aura of Zhuxian Sword Formation, Ghost King's face suddenly changed. He is a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage, but this Zhuxian Sword Formation gave him an aura that was difficult to resist. If he does not retreat now, he will regret it when the formation is completed. too late.
"go!"
Seeing that the Ghost King made a decisive decision, the Poison God and Fairy Sanmiao were startled, and as the bright sword light gradually became stronger, their figures followed closely behind like ghosts.
At this moment, the seven-colored sword aura on Zhu Xian's ancient sword is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more sword auras are separated, covering the sky, which is shocking.
Such a rare scene in the ages did not inspire anyone, and there was only a burst of chilling and chilling.
Daoxuan stood on top of the water unicorn, and his body shook slightly. Even in his prime, it would be a bit difficult for him to control the Zhuxian sword, let alone when he was seriously injured, chanting the mantra, waving the ancient Zhuxian sword with his right hand, and pointing like a sword with his left hand. The sword immediately swiped downwards.
"Yan!"
In an instant, a bright light flickered on the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, and the sword energy across the air carried an extremely fierce momentum, and immediately slashed down towards the masters and disciples of the Demon Cult below.
The sword energy is like raindrops, killing the world!
Countless Demon Cult masters raised their troops to resist, but they were invincible in the sword energy, piercing through it mercilessly, and the life and death disappeared instantly when the skill was a little weak, blood spurted out, and the tragedy continued.
Immediately, the howling of ghosts and wolves on the Tongtian Peak was lingering incessantly, stumps and broken arms were splashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and it was like an asura hell.
At this moment, even the people of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple suddenly changed their expressions. The Faxiang of Tianyin Temple lowered his head and chanted Buddha in a low voice.
Poison God, Fairy Sanmiao and others changed their expressions drastically. In the first wave of sword rain, the surviving disciples of the Demon Sect around them were also seriously injured. Seeing that the curtain of swords was getting bigger and bigger, and almost surrounded Tongtian Peak, their moods changed. Abnormally heavy.
The ghost king waved his hand to block a sword aura, his body froze for a moment, what was powerful was not the sword aura, but the evil aura attached to the sword aura, it was simply more terrifying and ruthless than the methods of the Demon Cult's people, and it was impossible for ordinary people to block it.
"Everyone, if you don't retreat, this Daoxuan might try his best to keep us behind, there is no delay!"
When the Ghost King spoke, the Poison God and Fairy Sanmiao did not dare to stay for long under the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Cang Song followed closely, his teeth bared and his face as gloomy as water.
He had been dormant for many years, but today's plan went bankrupt because of an ancient Zhuxian sword, and he was in an extremely bad mood!
Under the sword formation, the ghost king and others and the masters of his disciples had no time to take care of the corpses of their disciples. They rushed all the way to the east, and almost everyone was injured. Fortunately, Daoxuan was seriously injured, and the sword formation did not enclose the mountains, otherwise they might not be It's that easy to get hurt.
With the rain of swords all over the sky, the trend finally weakened, and the blood gathered into a lake, spreading all over the white marble, turning into a shocking bloody scene, covering the entire Tongtian Peak in blood.
The sword energy covering the sky gradually dissipated, Daoxuan held the Zhuxian sword and slowly fell, Tian Buyi and others suddenly woke up, before he could speak, Daoxuan's eyes darkened, and he passed out immediately.
Everyone was in a mess and had no time to care about the battlefield, so they hurriedly helped him into the devastated Yuqing Palace, and even the Sanqing sculpture behind him was destroyed in the battle.
Qingxuan took out a bottle of spare pills, Tian Buyi took it and fed it to Daoxuan.
After a while, Daoxuan finally woke up, but his face was still pale. This kind of injury is far from being healed by second-grade pills, especially the abdominal wound, which has become more and more serious in the process just now.
"How about the casualties?"
Hearing this, Tian Buyi hesitated to speak, remained silent for a while before opening his mouth, telling the casualties.
In this battle, Qingyun suffered heavy casualties. Under the siege of the Demon Sect, 25 of the [-] elders died in battle, and four or five were seriously injured. The first Shang Zhengliang and the first Tianyun Taoist of Luoxia Peak died unfortunately.
Even Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang were seriously injured, Master Shuiyue was in charge of escorting everyone in Tianyin Temple, but no accident happened.
After learning of the casualties, Daoxuan's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of blood mist immediately spewed out of his mouth.
Seeing this, Qingxuan took out a jade bottle, which contained a blue elixir.
"This is called 'Requiem Pill', a third-grade elixir. The materials are scarce, and I only refined a few. It can calm the soul, reduce the invasion of demons, and improve some cultivation bases. It can only have the effect of reassuring the soul and reducing the invasion of demons."
Although Qingxuan was a bit reluctant to give up the third-grade pill, he finally took it out.
You know, he has put a lot of thought into this Requiem Pill, and there are only five in total in his hand.
Daoxuan sighed slightly, took the elixir and took it, said: "I'm sorry for Qingyun's ancestors!"
His voice was a bit sad, his heart ached unspeakably, his warm eyes were already soaked, and in the Palace of Yuqing, he could hear the drop of a needle for a moment.
Puhong and the others who were escorted to a safe place in the back hall have returned. Looking at the Yuqing Palace where blood flows into rivers, and the outside is hell on earth, they let out a long sigh and put their hands together.
"Amitabha."
Daoxuan seemed to think of something, looked at the young man above the hall, and said: "Zhang Xiaofan, come here."
……
……
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In mid-air, the water unicorn flew under Daoxuan, roaring in a low voice, with its head lowered, as if it had an indescribable emotion towards this ancient sword.
Daoxuan's whole body was hidden in the light of the sword, holding the sword to the sky, above the sky, there was a strange sound of chanting incantations suddenly echoed in the blooming light.
Immediately, in the Huanyue Cave on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, a ray of purple energy soared into the sky, and finally landed on Daoxuan and Shui Qilin. From all directions, six beams of light plundered from the six mountains of Qingyun. The sword - Zhu Xian is dazzling.
Looking at the Immortal Execution Sword in the void, Qingxuan's face was solemn.
Daoxuan, who was seriously injured, could use the formations in the seven mountain ranges to exert such terrifying power. The monk who left behind the Immortal Execution Sword must be above the Nascent Soul Stage.
The color of the world changed, and there was a roar!
On Tongtian Peak, the wind was howling and the dust was flying. Under the blessing of the seven radiances, the sword energy of Zhuxian Ancient Sword became stronger and stronger. A peak that reaches the sky.
Master Cangsong's face was stiff, and he said in horror: "Zhuxian Sword Formation!"
When the Ghost King's eyes were on him, Cang Song said in a low voice: "This Zhuxian Sword Formation was created by Qing Yunzi, the founder of the Qingyun School, and it was repaired by Qingye Patriarch who spent a hundred years of painstaking efforts. The power must be earth-shattering, we had better retreat."
The Poison King narrowed his eyes, showing unwillingness, Daoxuan and Puhong were seriously injured, this is a great opportunity.
Sensing the aura of Zhuxian Sword Formation, Ghost King's face suddenly changed. He is a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage, but this Zhuxian Sword Formation gave him an aura that was difficult to resist. If he does not retreat now, he will regret it when the formation is completed. too late.
"go!"
Seeing that the Ghost King made a decisive decision, the Poison God and Fairy Sanmiao were startled, and as the bright sword light gradually became stronger, their figures followed closely behind like ghosts.
At this moment, the seven-colored sword aura on Zhu Xian's ancient sword is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more sword auras are separated, covering the sky, which is shocking.
Such a rare scene in the ages did not inspire anyone, and there was only a burst of chilling and chilling.
Daoxuan stood on top of the water unicorn, and his body shook slightly. Even in his prime, it would be a bit difficult for him to control the Zhuxian sword, let alone when he was seriously injured, chanting the mantra, waving the ancient Zhuxian sword with his right hand, and pointing like a sword with his left hand. The sword immediately swiped downwards.
"Yan!"
In an instant, a bright light flickered on the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, and the sword energy across the air carried an extremely fierce momentum, and immediately slashed down towards the masters and disciples of the Demon Cult below.
The sword energy is like raindrops, killing the world!
Countless Demon Cult masters raised their troops to resist, but they were invincible in the sword energy, piercing through it mercilessly, and the life and death disappeared instantly when the skill was a little weak, blood spurted out, and the tragedy continued.
Immediately, the howling of ghosts and wolves on the Tongtian Peak was lingering incessantly, stumps and broken arms were splashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and it was like an asura hell.
At this moment, even the people of Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple suddenly changed their expressions. The Faxiang of Tianyin Temple lowered his head and chanted Buddha in a low voice.
Poison God, Fairy Sanmiao and others changed their expressions drastically. In the first wave of sword rain, the surviving disciples of the Demon Sect around them were also seriously injured. Seeing that the curtain of swords was getting bigger and bigger, and almost surrounded Tongtian Peak, their moods changed. Abnormally heavy.
The ghost king waved his hand to block a sword aura, his body froze for a moment, what was powerful was not the sword aura, but the evil aura attached to the sword aura, it was simply more terrifying and ruthless than the methods of the Demon Cult's people, and it was impossible for ordinary people to block it.
"Everyone, if you don't retreat, this Daoxuan might try his best to keep us behind, there is no delay!"
When the Ghost King spoke, the Poison God and Fairy Sanmiao did not dare to stay for long under the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Cang Song followed closely, his teeth bared and his face as gloomy as water.
He had been dormant for many years, but today's plan went bankrupt because of an ancient Zhuxian sword, and he was in an extremely bad mood!
Under the sword formation, the ghost king and others and the masters of his disciples had no time to take care of the corpses of their disciples. They rushed all the way to the east, and almost everyone was injured. Fortunately, Daoxuan was seriously injured, and the sword formation did not enclose the mountains, otherwise they might not be It's that easy to get hurt.
With the rain of swords all over the sky, the trend finally weakened, and the blood gathered into a lake, spreading all over the white marble, turning into a shocking bloody scene, covering the entire Tongtian Peak in blood.
The sword energy covering the sky gradually dissipated, Daoxuan held the Zhuxian sword and slowly fell, Tian Buyi and others suddenly woke up, before he could speak, Daoxuan's eyes darkened, and he passed out immediately.
Everyone was in a mess and had no time to care about the battlefield, so they hurriedly helped him into the devastated Yuqing Palace, and even the Sanqing sculpture behind him was destroyed in the battle.
Qingxuan took out a bottle of spare pills, Tian Buyi took it and fed it to Daoxuan.
After a while, Daoxuan finally woke up, but his face was still pale. This kind of injury is far from being healed by second-grade pills, especially the abdominal wound, which has become more and more serious in the process just now.
"How about the casualties?"
Hearing this, Tian Buyi hesitated to speak, remained silent for a while before opening his mouth, telling the casualties.
In this battle, Qingyun suffered heavy casualties. Under the siege of the Demon Sect, 25 of the [-] elders died in battle, and four or five were seriously injured. The first Shang Zhengliang and the first Tianyun Taoist of Luoxia Peak died unfortunately.
Even Tian Buyi and Zeng Shuchang were seriously injured, Master Shuiyue was in charge of escorting everyone in Tianyin Temple, but no accident happened.
After learning of the casualties, Daoxuan's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of blood mist immediately spewed out of his mouth.
Seeing this, Qingxuan took out a jade bottle, which contained a blue elixir.
"This is called 'Requiem Pill', a third-grade elixir. The materials are scarce, and I only refined a few. It can calm the soul, reduce the invasion of demons, and improve some cultivation bases. It can only have the effect of reassuring the soul and reducing the invasion of demons."
Although Qingxuan was a bit reluctant to give up the third-grade pill, he finally took it out.
You know, he has put a lot of thought into this Requiem Pill, and there are only five in total in his hand.
Daoxuan sighed slightly, took the elixir and took it, said: "I'm sorry for Qingyun's ancestors!"
His voice was a bit sad, his heart ached unspeakably, his warm eyes were already soaked, and in the Palace of Yuqing, he could hear the drop of a needle for a moment.
Puhong and the others who were escorted to a safe place in the back hall have returned. Looking at the Yuqing Palace where blood flows into rivers, and the outside is hell on earth, they let out a long sigh and put their hands together.
"Amitabha."
Daoxuan seemed to think of something, looked at the young man above the hall, and said: "Zhang Xiaofan, come here."
……
……
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(End of this chapter)
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