Yu Hengqiao is unsolved. There will be a hundred years of disasters every hundred years. However, Daoge has been passed down for thousands of years. It has existed in the world since the ancient Qin Dynasty. It has been passed down from generation to generation, but not every generation has Taoist immortals, nor every generation has seven mystery of the world.

Perhaps, this generation of Taoist Pavilion is not the strongest in the history of Taoist Pavilion, but it is not weak either. But why does this generation have to abandon the mountain gate and leave?

Li Chengfeng looked up and said that there were no stars in the Tianshan Mountains, only dense clouds. He did not explain, but just ordered: "Let's go, let's hide your name, Dao Pavilion, as long as there are still people, Dao Pavilion will still be there, but if there is no one, Dao Pavilion will really be gone."

After the words finished, Li Chengfeng had already reached several feet away.

The wind and snow devoured Li Chengfeng's figure. At that moment, Yu Hengqiao suddenly felt that this would be the last time he saw his master.

"Master." Yu Hengqiao lost his voice.

He did not see that Li Chengfeng was getting more and more hunched in the distance, and wisps of demonic energy slowly floated in the bones of the fairy wind. Two shadows reflected on the snow, one was laughing, one was crying, one was being concise, and the other was unscrupulous, slowly integrating.

Li Chengfeng looked at the shadow on the ground, sighed softly, and said softly: "This is unknown, scholar, scholar, you have cheated me. Alas, it is also my greed. I should not become an immortal in my destiny. I have to go against the will of heaven. This is retribution!"

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On the Goddess Cliff, the rain is still falling.

Gu Qingci stood quietly, and he was waiting for others.

Those who have similar cultivation have begun to come out. Whether it is the devil or the righteous, they all have divided into two factions in a tacit understanding and wait and see from afar.

As the night fell, Tang Zhan finally appeared slowly.

Tang Zhan is not as energetic as in the daytime, and he looks so crazy that he is not as surging as the world. He is just a moon blade with one hand and the sun blade with the other, and two divine weapons are held in his hands.

However, he moved slowly.

The first step is to gently step on the water surface and splash out the mud.

The second step is one hundred feet apart and lands on the mountainside.

In the third step, a thunder sounded from the sky.

What a demon god,

This is the sigh in everyone's heart, because at this time, Tang Zhan was covered in magic flames, as if he was about to burn out the long night. With a gentle touch, another thunder exploded.

A black waning moon emerges in the sky,

A black sun is rising.

He looked down at the people of the world and also at Gu Qingci who was about to fight.

Gu Qingci had his hands behind his back, and the Taoist sword was beside him.

Dozens of masters watched the battle from afar, and although almost everyone knew the end of this battle, they still couldn't help but have a small expectation. If Gu Qingci really killed Tang Zhan, the luck of the righteous world would surpass that of the demon, rather than the current one.

"Fight?" Tang Zhan asked.

"Fight!" Gu Qing replied.

Tang Zhan smiled slightly and took the lead in slashing out with one sword. The wind and clouds roared, and the waning moon fell, turning into a half-arc sword and streaking across the mountain like cutting tofu, breaking directly, the earth was shaken, and the rocks flew straight to Gu Qingci.

Gu Qingci held the sword and turned into a stream of light to avoid this sword. The next moment, his body appeared a hundred feet away. He poked out with a sword. Thousands of flying snow swords were suspended between the world, densely spread in the sky. The yellow sand all over the mountains and fields were still rocks or rain, roaring, and everything was a soldier, as if a huge rain on a summer night was about to come, instantly covering the sky and the sun, only the white area, perhaps a sword.

The sword was still in his hand, but Gu Qingci did not move. His white fingers moved slightly, without much movement, but were so pure and holy. Then the snowflakes began to fall one after another, like a storm in the vast ocean.

The immortal flying from the sky is so beautiful that one sword is stunning.

Facing this terrifying sword, Tang Zhan had no intention of retreating. The moon blade suddenly seemed to break through the space and directly cut off the dense sword energy. Countless runes flew, mixed with rain and drooping like snowflakes, stomping on his face, mountains and rivers shaking, and a demon god rushed out. With one knife, the extremely elegant and handsome swords were shattered inch by inch.

This sword is not just breaking Gu Qingci's sword.

When the wind and clouds change, the sky and the earth collapse.

Another sword fell, as if it was a black senior, and it was extremely shocking.

Gu Qingci looked at this terrifying knife, as if standing on a small boat in the ocean, he could be swallowed by a wave at any time. This is boundless fear, only darkness constantly devoured everything.

However, he had no emotions and his mood was not volatile.

He raised his hand and raised the Taoist sword, but this time he didn't hold the sword.

Within a hundred feet, the sword was driven by the hand, like a galaxy falling from the nine heavens, and the sword energy was everywhere, like a meteor shower, as if the painter was splashing ink.

The sword light is surging, and the sword intent is like a vast ocean.

"when"

With a loud bang, the world lost its color.

The powerful energy set off a torrent, overwhelming.

The Taoist sword made a crisp sound, and a crack appeared on the sword's body, flew out in shock, inserted into the hillside, the mountain exploded, and the void was shattered.

Gu Qingci was like a leaf was blown away by the wind, smashing it on a huge rock, smashing it directly into a huge rock, and spitting out a mouthful of blood. This world was still shaking. That breath and that kind of fluctuation made people feel unstable. Even the spectators who were far away couldn't help but retreat. Gu Qingci, who was in the center of the storm, shook his body, and just stood up, he fell down again.

Tang Zhan stood in the sky without any damage and said coldly: "I heard that the sword immortal's sword is not like the sword on earth. This sword just now was still gorgeous. I owe too much to the Grandmaster battle. If you are just like this, it would disappoint me too much."

"The leader is invincible!"

Those people in the Western Regions were shouting and looked excited.

The people in the Zhengdao Martial Arts World looked very good. Although Gu Qingci did not represent the battle between Zhengdao and Tang Zhan, at this time, everyone would subconsciously regard Gu Qingci as a person in the Zhengdao Martial Arts World.

Especially the people in Qixiufang were even more nervous. The great master even held the sword tightly. Gu Qingci fought with Tang Zhan and had nothing to do with their Qixiufang. If Gu Qingci died in battle, they would not help them. From then on, they would probably be drowned by the spits in the world.

While everyone was still in various emotions, the Ksitigarbha King of the Underworld suddenly appeared on the Goddess Cliff, holding a knife in his hand.

Gu Qingci coughed and vomited blood. He happened to see Ksitigarbha King, and immediately stretched out his hand, not letting Ksitigarbha come over. He slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. The momentum on his body became heavier and heavier.

"From now on, if there is no self in the world, I will only be left!"

It’s like the words of a saint, the heaven and earth resonate!
Chapter completed!