The strong wind on Jian Peak was still continuing, which made the iron eagle fly further away, but did not disperse the heavy clouds.

Ping Yongjia sat on the ground with her eyes closed, her breath was calm and quiet, as if she was already asleep, but her right hand was still pointing to the east, as if she was telling the world how bright the sun was!

The cliffs were filled with friction and sand and stones rolling everywhere, and countless swords flew out again, hovering in the surrounding sky, as if setting up a formation.

Zhao Layue knew that this was not the reappearance of the Qingshan Sword Formation on earth, and it could only be regarded as a prototype.

Qing'er looked at her and said, "With his temperament, he can still explain to you for so long at such a critical moment. It seems that you are indeed different to him."

Zhao Layue didn't say anything, looking at the sword hole on the cliff of Liangwangfeng Peak, silent, and looked a little dazed.

The strong wind gradually calmed down, and the sword peak was illuminated by several sword lights.

Nan Wang, Zhenren Guangyuan and the three elders who came out of Yin Peak fell among the mountains.

They didn't speak or even approach the place where Ping Yongjia sat. They each chose a cliff and sat down. This is what the guardian means.

A thin thread grew in the clouds and mist, and gradually became a snow-like thing, which fell in Zhao Luyue's arms in an extremely accurate manner.

Zhao Luyue gently touched its head.

Ada rubbed her and expressed her comfort, telling her that the so-called disaster will last for thousands of years, and it will be difficult for that guy to die.

The strong wind suddenly broke out again, and the clouds were swept up and headed towards the sky.

The corpse dog appeared above the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the world with extremely cold eyes.

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There is a long distance between Qingshan and Donghai, and even the fastest Fox Sword cannot arrive quickly.

But today this sword light is special after all.

Shortly after the cliff wall of Liangwang Peak was pierced, the sword light illuminated the cliff wall on the East China Sea and the dark courtyard.

The sword light fell between the frost grass, and the clothes fluttered, showing Jing Jiu's figure.

Apiao was very surprised and thought to himself, sir, you asked me to come here, but why did you chase me? Is there anything else to explain?

"Where is Cao Yuan?" Jing Jiu asked with a slight eyebrow raised.

Since he made such an important decision and paid such a great price, he wanted to fully grasp the whole situation and did not like this accident.

"The Saint Saint has entered the underworld." Tongyan said.

Jing Jiu looked at him and asked, "Isn't it done?"

Tongyan said: "The realm of Master Ming is too high..."

Jing Jiu had no time to listen to his explanation and reached out and said, "Give me the clock."

Jing Yunzhong is a magic weapon that Tan Zhenren carries with him. The reason why it appears in Tongyan is naturally because of the agreement reached between Jing Jiu and Tan Zhenren.

Tongyan was silent for a while, took out Jing Yunzhong and put it in his hand.

Looking at this scene, Apiao felt it was a bit unlucky, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Jing Jiu looked at the green curtain sedan chair and said, "Junior sister, please suppress it here."

I don’t know when it started, but he was very polite to the people in Shuiyue Temple.

The faint voice of the Shuiyue Temple Lord came from the Qingjian sedan: "You go."

A buzzing sound.

Jing Jiu disappeared from the spot.

The sword light went to the East China Sea.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the frost and grass broke again.

The green curtain sedan floated up and hovered above the courtyard.

Countless tiny peach blossoms bloomed on the green curtains, emitting an extremely fresh atmosphere, like silky threads, sealing the passage.

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There are countless huge waves in the depths of the sea, as if they have turned into a river, rushing towards somewhere.

The place where the endless sea water is the big whirlpool. With the loud bang, the blue and transparent water walls keep collapsed and fall into the endless abyss.

The blue sea water was illuminated by a bright sword light, and the giant subconsciously rubbed his eyes. When he saw Jing Jiu looming in the waves, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide, and an incredible expression appeared on his honest face. He thought to himself why you came so quickly, and more importantly, how could you come?

Having not seen him for hundreds of years, he will never forget what kind of person this friend is.

Jing Jiu looked at the countless blood drops in the sky, felt the fierce aura in it, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

This morning, he raised his eyebrows more times than he raised his eyebrows in his long life.

The Tongtian Killing Formation is indeed extremely powerful and terrifying, especially after sacrificed with fire carp blood, it has the ability to truly destroy the world.

But it still cannot stop the sword of everything.

The sword light illuminated the sea, and passed through countless waves with the last morning light, like tearing apart the sky-slaying killing formation, and came to the center of the vortex.

Jing Jiu stood among the mist in the sky, looked at the sea water that kept pouring down towards the underworld, raised his eyebrows again, flipped his right hand and took out the Qingtian Jian.

The rising sun is brighter than before. The sunlight shines on the Qingtianjian and reflects into a bright light column. There are extremely complex patterns around the light column. If you look carefully, you will find that the so-called pattern is actually composed of extremely small scriptures and spells.

If Zen Master is here at this time, he will find that he is using the Zen mirror technique he is best at, and there is also the story mirror technique of the Mirror Sect, which has a higher realm.

The light column shot out of the Qingtian Jian, with the scriptures and spells that slowly flowed around, shone into the deepest part of the Tongtian Killing Formation.

The blood beads that condensed the blood evil spirit of the monsters suddenly melted when they encountered the pillar of light.

There was a very dark flame deep in the Tongtian Killing Formation, floating around, and suddenly it was illuminated by the pillar of light and could not move immediately.

A moment later, the dark flame returned along the light column and was taken into the Qingtian Jian by him.

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The world in the Qingtianjian is as usual, and there is no additional heavenly fire.

There were many tourists on the street, and the yamen was like thunder. I looked away from the mountains with tears in my husband's face. I was screaming in the Zhang Mansion, and then cried loudly. Several ladies were crying while secretly looking at the Yongquan Well, thinking to myself that the old man started vomiting blood. Is it really impossible? How can I use blood in the well water?

Old Master Zhang's breath was very weak, but his hands were still clenched on the edge of the well, refusing to be helped away, staring at the well.

The blood he spit out flowed down the well wall and was soon invisible, but he knew that the blood had melted into the well water.

The blood gradually drifted away in the clear well water, gradually condensed and turned into a ball, and then gradually developed some protrusions. One of the protrusions trembled slightly, and some fine lines appeared on the surface, which looked a bit like fish fins!

As time went by, the shape of the blood became clearer and clearer, and it turned into a red carp!

Old Master Zhang's weak body got a powerful force from somewhere. He stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Snap up this fish!"

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The red carp was caught and carefully placed in a golden basin.

Old Master Zhang entered the ancestral hall with the golden basin, and closed the door, strictly prohibiting anyone from peeping, even his beloved little granddaughter.

The ancestral hall was full of people. The descendants of the Zhang family looked at the closed wooden door of the ancestral hall with a very serious expression, thinking about what happened?

The ladies who were worried that Jingshui would no longer be able to use them were gathered in the corner and whispered, and could vaguely hear evil and ominous words.

After all this trouble, Old Master Zhang was already exhausted. He sat on the ground in front of the incense table and looked at the red carp in the golden basin, his face full of nervousness.

The red carp was very energetic, its body was tilted from time to time, and it was foaming in its mouth, as if it might die at any time.

"Old guy, is it you?" Old Master Zhang asked in a trembling voice.

"If I weren't it, who else could it be..." the red carp said weakly: "I said you are going to wash your hands with my bath water? So frugal?"

Old Master Zhang said blankly: "What does it mean?"

The red carp's voice was full of anger and helplessness: "Not to mention the golden pot, even if it is a real treasure pot, it's too small!"

Its weak tail suddenly touched the wall of the basin, and the fish's lips suddenly became round, and he squeezed and screamed: "He's... it hurts so much! Let me change my place!"

Old Master Zhang quickly got up and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, shouting loudly: "Carry my bathing bucket over...and then who... digs a pond in the yard!"

People heard the carp's cry of pain just now, and their faces were pale.

At this time, following the old man's instructions, he didn't dare to stay there, so he quickly took the opportunity to run out.

The door of the ancestral hall is open.

The golden basin is underneath, the incense table is above, and the green smoke is slowly.

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“Aga!”

The giant's voice came in from outside the Tongtian Killing Formation, like a muffled thunder.
To be continued...