Nine-Star Sword Immortal Spell - Chapter 430

Xu Qing took out a piece of Lingyuan from his arms and put it on Qi Muling’s already stretched out hand. “I say, what this guy thought of for the first time must be making money.”

Xu Qing shook his head and sighed. He said to Ling Yun, “have you lost your money?”

Lingyun shriveled mouth, “money does not earn bastards.”

As soon as Ling Yun opened the door, he was stopped by the young man. He took a look at the plaque of the cold palace and asked indifferently, “I know the war is coming. What’s the significance of wasting a lot of resources before that? Zhenbei city is just a group of reckless men. ”

Ling Yun just rolled up his sleeve and looked back at Xu Qing and Qi Muling. Their looks suddenly cooled down. Ling Yun said faintly: “yes, it costs a lot of resources. It’s just a battle before the war. On the contrary, it makes the barbarian world more cautious. It’s just a meaningless layout. You are really smart. I admire you.”

“You don’t need to satirize me, but you, a nobody in Kyushu, came to Zhenbei city to be the sword master. You can only say that Zhenbei city has come to an end,” the young man sneered. “I’ve come to tell you that it’s better to give up as soon as possible, and we can take you in as soon as possible.”

Ling Yun stopped Qi Muling and Xu Qing and said with a smile, “Zhenbei city would rather die than go to Kyushu. Don’t you think about the reason?”

Ling Yun put down his sleeve robe, turned his head, squinted at Xu Qing and Qi Muling, and said with a smile, “you see, there are not many people like me in Kyushu. In the future, I will lose more money.”

“If you look at the clothes they wear, it’s probably not very nice to show off.” The young man scoffed.

Ling Yun helplessly holds his forehead. He aligns with the two people in Muling and says, “it’s just this kind of brain. I feel better talking to him than talking to pigs.”

When Ling Yun talks, he hits the young man on the forehead with a fist, and the young man falls down. Ling Yun gives Qi Muling and Xu Qing a look in the eye. They tear the cloth from the young man, then cover it on their hands, and pull the young man to the tavern in Zhenbei city.

“Dong!”

“Dong!”

“Dong!”

The whole land of Kyushu suddenly shook violently, and Zhenbei city was no exception. Wu you, who had been sitting for a long time at the head of the city, suddenly stood up. His eyes were deep and distant, and his face was dignified.

Shangwu also stood up. It seemed that he felt something. He swept back Chen Shiyi who was practicing boxing on the city wall and stabbed him with a long golden gun, hoping to nail him on the city wall!

Shangwu raised his fist to shake the long gun back. Like a humble hill, he suddenly rose up and turned into a towering mountain.

The whole boxing spirit of Zhenbei city is condensed into essence. A huge golden creature stands behind the warrior. The warrior’s legs bend slightly and suddenly jumps up into the sky. The fist spirit turns into a golden body, which is exploded and smashed. The golden fist spirit turns into a golden river, carrying the warrior to the sky. Nine days above, lightning and thunder, a high mountain rises from the sky, which is unattainable and has a Golden Gateway, a terrain of strategic importance!

The endless rain of golden arrows shot out from nine days. With a deep voice of martial arts, the golden fist means that Zhenbei city forms a golden barrier. Lingyun feels an unprecedented sense of oppression. He walks out of a figure on his left and right. The woman in black stands with her hands down, and Lingyun in white has her arms around her chest.

“He can’t break through.” Lingyun in white, eyes drooping, said softly.

“Why?” Ling Yun looks solemn, “what happened in the end?”

The woman in black looked at Lingyun in white, and then at Lingyun, “who is he?”

“His way.” Lingyun in White said calmly, and continued to explain why martial arts can’t break the boundary. “There can only be so much luck in the world.”

As soon as the voice of Lingyun in white fell, Shangwu’s boxing intention contracted, so he let thousands of arrows rain through his body. A golden spear was stained with blood. He nailed Shangwu to the wall.

Ling Yun opens his mouth. He can’t believe it. A half step warrior, who is expected to be 11 years old, just dies. Wu you looks solemn and looks at the sky. The woman in black grabs Ling Yun’s shoulder and says softly, “follow me.”

“Where to?” Ling Yun asked, “this is a dream, right?”

The woman in black turned and looked at Ling Yun. Wu you looked back and said, “go, this day… Will change.”

Ling Yun wants to find Pei Lixia. He looks dazed. He seems to see Pei Lixia become another person, strange and cold. What does he want to say? The woman in black pulls him and says softly: “ten thousand years ago, the heaven was broken and the gods were defeated. Do you know the real reason?”

They are standing at the end of time and space, black and huge dams, black torrents of blockers, gods climbing hard, some human sages falling on the road, the road leading to the black dam is full of corpses, the wind blows, “at the back of here is the source of the greatest turmoil in ancient times.”

Those splashed black torrents turned into tall black creatures, holding swords, axes, iron guns and spears. They stood on the dam and killed all the gods and Terrans who wanted to climb the dam. “In the long years, those gods who were determined to eliminate the turmoil died on the road, and they have never been able to climb the dam since ancient times.”

“Later, the patriarchs of the three religions were born and agreed with me that they had the great feat of cutting down the sky all over the world,” the woman in Black said calmly. “It’s a pity that they didn’t succeed.”

Ling Yun saw the middle-aged monk, the young Taoist priest and the old man, standing on the opposite side of the dam, and at the end of time and space, said the words that shocked Ling Yun’s mind, “longevity is the biggest source.”

There is a white spirit standing with a sword, staring at the dam, killing with a sword!

A tall woman in white followed!

In front of everyone, there is a woman in black, who is the closest to the dam.

“Originally, this war should be at least a hundred years later. Only when your generation really grows up and has enough ability to deal with this catastrophe, will they disclose such secrets one by one,” said the woman in black, looking down at the river of time and space. “Unfortunately, what I didn’t expect was that the extraterritorial demons and the fleeing gods joined hands to connect the three worlds, All the previous preparations are in vain, and the three realms are connected, so that the existence behind the dam has a greater chance to go out. ”

Ling Yun’s brow turned into a Sichuan character, and he needed time to sort out such information, “can’t the three religions be solved?”

The woman in Black said another startling secret: “you are not the only one who has a dream for thousands of years. You are one of them, and Chen Diao temple is the other. However, he did not come out, and you are the only one who believes that this world is real.”

“What do you mean?”

Ling Yun asked.

The woman in black didn’t answer Ling Yun’s question, but said softly, “I didn’t choose you because you are special, but I think you are good.”

Ling Yun sits on the ground, takes out a bunch of sugar gourd from the square inch thing, and chews it slowly. Countless pictures flash through his mind. A dark iron sword is suspended on his side. The woman in black gently caresses her sword, but she is not an entity. She has already passed away in the war.

Not in the past, not in the present, not in the future.

“Can you put it in a simple sentence?” Ling Yun suddenly asked.

The woman in black squatted beside Lingyun and said quietly“ You are all chosen as the biggest variable of all time. ”

“It’s you who hope the most, but also make us afraid the most,” Mr. Meng sighed, “because of your father and the real you.”

“Ling Linlin did everything he wanted. Although he started from an excellent point of view, he was too extreme; The reason why so many people will target you is not only because of your father, but also because of your choice in the dream

Xunsheng also came over and touched Lingyun’s head. As things are now, there’s no need to hide them. It’s something they should know. Chen Diao Temple follows Xunsheng, and he smiles bitterly at Lingyun. It turns out that he really exists in order to control Lingyun. The entanglement between them is really endless.

“If it’s still your dream now, it’s your best choice this time.”

Xunsheng pointed to the dike in the distance, “Lingyun, have you ever thought that all the people related to you are the key to your final choice?”

“If I don’t choose?” Ling Yun asked.

“They died in vain.”

“What do I choose?”

“They may die well.”

Ling Yun was silent for a long time. He looked at Chen Diao temple. Chen Diao Temple squatted by the river and bored with the long river of time. Youyou said: “in fact, it is the choice between human nature and divinity. Whether it is divinity or demons, it is the purest side of you. If divinity and demons have the upper hand, it is to reproduce the ancient heaven and lead the life after the dyke to cross the boundary. In the end of the Dharma era, No one will hinder them, and the world will only fall into darkness until it dies. ”

“The reason why people are human is because of their feelings,” Chen Diao Temple patted Ling Yun on the shoulder and said softly, “what we can’t change is what has happened and what will happen soon. Our era has come. It’s like a flash in the pan. Do you really want to understand that we should study in order to continue learning and open peace for the world?”

Ling Yun lowers his head and doesn’t want to talk. His heart is in a mess now, just like he was a child, but he suddenly put a long knife with a weight of 1000 gold in his arms and asked him to kill the enemy.

Chen Diao Temple took a look at the woman in black and said with a smile, “good fairy sister.”

The woman in black didn’t pay attention to Chen Diao temple. She stood quietly beside Ling Yun. Chen Diao Temple shrugged. An elegant middle-aged scholar came up with a gentle tone and said, “discuss the countermeasures.”

Ling Yun squatted alone on the river, looking at the passing time, suddenly asked: “where do they come from, where do we come from, demon clan, Terran, Demon Lord, gods, demons… Hell ghosts… If our life comes from our mother, then they should also have a source, maybe we have the same origin?”