MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 176

Jing Yue raised her head, looked at the silver snake that spread across the sky, and put her puppet in jade pendant to rest.

Holding Xiao Canglan's sword in his hand, he whispered: "We have found all the five elements to the cold, but unfortunately I have no time to forge you."

Xiao Canglan's sword trembled, and a sense of comfort came.

Jing Yue smiled and looked at Qin Yanzhi. The latter nodded, and both sides resisted the pain of almost exploding, and Tijian came to A Wu.

An Wu also saw no fear in his eyes, and even smiled slightly at them, then turned his eyes to the dying Haruka.

"You are completely crazy."

"Ha ha……"

Yao Ji can't stand up at this time. She had planned to spend half of her life repairing, leading the first thunderstorm to kill Lan Feng. In this way, she still had a chance to escape. But I didn't expect that Lan Feng could block the thunderstorm and was unharmed.

She knew that she was finished, but she felt a sense of relief, and just wanted to drag them to death.

So the second way, she offered all the repairs.

The third way is her life.

Yao Ji is tired, she can't tell the person in front of her, she can only see a few dark shadows.

It's a pity that she couldn't see these people hacked by Tian Lei to the bones, but the flashing silver light told her that they would be buried with her.

"Boom--"

The silver snake reached out, A Wu, Qin Yanzhi and Jing Yue Qi Qi raised their heads, and at the same time clenched their swords.

A Wu: "Only."

Jing Yue: "Master?"

A Wu: "I've accepted you as an apprentice, and I feel pretty good."

Jing Yue was somewhat inexplicable, and before he wanted to understand the profound meaning of Master's sudden lyric, he was shrouded in a net, together with Qin Yanzhi.

At that moment, Jing Yuedun felt powerless, and he recognized the net, which was the one he used to hang him from the tree on the first day he fell into the torrent.

Jing Yue anxious: "Master, what are you doing?"

Qin Yanzhi also tried to cut the rope net with Taiqing, but he listened to A Wudao: "Don't waste your physical strength, this is my talent, because of your ability, you can't get out."

A Wu carried the stone sword on his shoulder. "Good disciple, stay obedient and see how prestigious the Master is."

After speaking, A Wu looked at the turbulent cloud tide again, and then slammed into the sky with his sword and shouted at the silver thunder that had fallen: "Come!"

But his voice was soon covered by the thunder, and the mad thunder descended like Tianhe Waterfall, covering him all.

A Wu's skin was like being stabbed by a burning needle. He could smell the scorched smell from his body, he could feel the exact twist of the bone meridians, and even his spirit was shaking violently.

But he didn't care and was not afraid of death. He just wanted to try his best to reduce the thunder and thunder, so that his only apprentice had a chance to survive.

Jing Yue is his continuation. If Heaven is destined to make this continuity, at least he did his best, and let everything go.

A Wu holding the sword with both hands, the momentum changed. His eyebrows were covered with a thin layer of frost, and his black hair was frozen by the snow. The robe sent by Jingyue had been torn by Tian Lei to pieces. The naked body was like an ice sculpture Generally crystal clear.

The stone sword in his hand also became a sword of ice.

Ah Woo tried his best to urge Shiyu Cang Dafa, and there was no human feeling in his eyes, as if he had insight into all the secrets between heaven and earth.

Even though thunder rang through his ears, but A Wuzhi felt pure, at this moment, he suddenly entered a state of mystery and mystery, he saw a silver river, saw countless stars born, and he saw a person.

That man seemed to be him, but not him, and he was also holding a sword.

The man opened his eyes, with the reflection of stars in his eyes, as if hiding the void universe.

That man did one trick, one slap, one slap, and then got faster and faster, and soon became a streamer, coming straight to Ah Wu!

When the streamer and A Wu's sword were integrated, he laughed: "So it is! It is so! Hahahahahaha !!!"

A Wu made a stride step in the air, his forehead swelled, his soul swelled, and circles of transparent ripples appeared around him. Wherever the ripples swept, everything formed ice.

Deadly covered with a silvery white, the breath of A Wu everywhere.

As far as the ground, Jing Yue knew that this was the power of Master, the ice and snow world created by Master, except that the shadows and shadows in front of him were like illusions. The only truth was that Qin Yanzhi grabbed his hand.

Suddenly, Jing Yue's body stiffened, her pupils shrank, and he finally saw Master's figure in Lei Guang again.

"Only!"

Jing Yue heard that A Wu was calling him, and hissingly answered, "I'm here!"

He saw Master hold the sword in hand, but did not look at him, but said: "Pass my sword down, okay, this is our sword!"

As soon as the words fell, A Wu calmly cut off!

That sword has evolved thousands of times in his mind, but it has never been complete.

That sword had brought him a calamity and killed him.

Jing Yue stared at the sky, his eyes almost cracked. He saw A Wu's body melted by thunder, but the sword became brighter and brighter, like a star.

A little light suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by ten, one hundred, and countless points-that was starlight, and even the sword array.

The stars are sorted in a disorderly manner, gradually filling the space between the stars and converging into a galaxy.

In another moment, all the stars exploded and collapsed, and the dust turned into silver fell from the sky, as if the Milky Way was dangling and mighty, mixed with Thunder and Calm.

Jing Yue's ears were buzzing, and his mind was blank. Today, he finally saw the sword thoroughly, and saw the last sword of Cang Lan's swordsmanship-suspected that the Galaxy fell for nine days!

He finally realized the true meaning of the sword, which was the last sentence left by A Wu, and the sentence on the jade card that he had forgotten in his previous life.

He engraved the first half and forgot to engraved the second half--

"The sword comes out of my heart, and I sacrifice it!"

"Boom--"

There was another loud noise, the sky was shaking and the mountains and rivers collapsed.

The scene in front of me suddenly stopped, and suddenly collapsed-the torrent, broken.

Middle Ages.

Liu Yun and others have been trapped for three years. They tried to escape from the strange mountain stream that day, but they were blocked by an invisible barrier and couldn't get out.

Fortunately, in the past three years, Shanli has been very calm, and all of them are still alive.

But on this day, the mountain stream was blowing the wind again. The sound of the wind made everyone feel scared, but it didn't directly take people away like last time, but the mystery began to collapse rapidly from the center of the mountain stream.

Everyone ran out of the mountain again, this time, they found that they could leave.

The group fled desperately, hoping to leave here before the mystery was completely turned into ruins, otherwise their fate was unknown whether they had fallen into the gap of nine days or died.

On the road, there were no remnants of spirits and demons coming to attack again. As they passed through the beast, they saw a white skeleton.

The bones were still standing, with one finger facing forward. At that time, they entered the direction of the Middle Ages, and they stomped in red, saying, "It is a virtual Taoist."

The Xuanlin Taoist was the old man who was taken away by the remnant soul at that time, and finally extracted his own soul.

Everyone was sighing, and realized that the virtual immortal people still hoped that they could leave the Middle Ages until their death. Dedication kept him in this position, even if the flesh rotted, the bones also guided their escape.

Liu Yun waved his sleeve, rolled the bones of the virtual immortal Taoist into his sleeve, and then ran away.

He didn't know what was happening in the Middle Ages. They waited, and didn't wait for Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi. Now that the Mystery Zone has collapsed, I don't know if they have a chance to leave alive.

But the ancestors were born again. They were given the opportunity to be resurrected by the Tao of Heaven, and they experienced several seemingly insolvable deaths.

He only hoped that there would be miracles.

And the person he was worried about, at this time was once again involved in the torrent of time with Qin Yanzhi.

At the moment of Wu's death, the net covering them had disappeared, but the torrential fragmentation of the torrent flooded them into darkness.

The two clasped their hands tightly. The strong suction force made them at risk of being separated at any time. If they separated, I wonder if there was still a chance to see each other again. Jing Yue bit her lip, suppressing the grief in her heart, letting go of a hand under her right rib to make a hard stroke, and the skin cracked in a moment.

Qin Yanzhi was shocked: "What are you doing?"

Jing Yue pulled Qin Yanzhi's hand firmly on his wound and calmly said, "Yan Zhi, I want to make a bone bond with you, grab my ribs!"

Qin Yanzhi's heart trembled, and the bone deed was a secret technique they saw from the Temple of Heaven. The bone deed can sense the position of the other person with a heart motion, even if they are separated by tens of thousands of miles, even in different worlds. Even if they die, their bones will be fused together beyond the limits of time and space, and they will live forever.

"... Okay." Qin Yanzhi said dumbly.

His hand passed through Jing Yue's wound and was surrounded by the warm flesh and blood of the other side. At the same time, he felt a pain in his body. Jing Yue also pierced his flesh and grabbed his ribs.

Such a **** scene, at this moment, there is a strong beauty, Qin Yanzhi suddenly calmed down, listening to Jing Yue whispering an ancient mantra, only felt that the soul seemed to be divided into two halves, half of which was integrated into the other, Half remain in his own body.

They share life, cause and effect, and eternal life will never be separated.

In the torrent of time, they saw all the memories of each other. The scenes were familiar, some were novel, and there was no secret between them.

Gradually, the consciousness of the two began to blur, their bodies were washed away by the torrent of time, and they were repeatedly aging and young, but they were always tightly connected, just like one person.

Suddenly, a beam of light appeared in front of them.

The next moment, they smelled the smell of grass.