The ice in the extremely cold land suddenly became hot and countless clouds and mist steamed out.

A strong wind broke out on the sea, but the sea surface was as calm as a mirror.

Countless clouds gathered above Buzhou Mountain, turning into thick clouds like lead, covering the sun.

A straight sword light suddenly appeared in the dark sky.

Countless thunders fell, releasing terrifying power.

Lightning illuminated the sky and disappeared suddenly.

The sword light still went upwards.

There were countless figures vaguely appearing around the sword light, but in fact they were all one person.

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In the world of Qingtianjian, countless strange phenomena appeared.

The movements and stillness in Buzhou Mountain attracted countless sights.

In a royal palace in Hejian County, the middle-aged prince looked at the flying sand and stones in the sky, his face pale and frightened.

In a certain mountainous land in the south, Master Zhang, who was already old, looked at the wild flowers that suddenly grew in late autumn, looked at the sword light in the sky far away, suddenly had some conjecture, knelt on the ground tremblingly, knocked three times, then raised his arms, shouted in an old voice: "Your Majesty! Fuck them to death!"

Deep in the sea, all the fleets rushed back to the dock between the islands. He Zhen stayed alone on the sea, feeling the subtle changes in the laws of the laws of heaven, and bowed his head and said nothing.

The blue bird was still on the branches, looking at the intertwined clouds of lightning and the sword light that refused to turn back, and was very worried. What he was worried about was whether Jing Jiu could succeed, and... they were all seen by others. I don’t know how much trouble will be in the future.

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I don't know how long it took.

It seems very long.

It's actually very short.

The sky suddenly cleared, and it was blue like the sea in the distance.

The thunder and lightning were gone, and the sword light disappeared without a trace.

The small temple has become a ruin, and the bronze tripod remains quietly in its original place, emitting blue smoke.

In the blue smoke, the body of the divine messenger gradually appeared, much lighter than before.

Jing Jiu returned to the top of the peak and brought a gust of breeze.

The breeze blew by, the blue smoke gradually dissipated, and the body of the divine messenger also dissipated, turning into countless light spots, dissipating without a trace.

Jing Jiu looked a little tired. He stood there for a while before walking to the bronze tripod.
Chapter completed!