"ah--!"

"impossible--!"

"well……"

Everyone stood on the ruins of Yunshen Mountain, some whistled, some whispered in pain, some murmured to themselves, and some were stunned.

Song Yunge stood beside them, looking at their expressions, and could feel the pain and loss in their hearts.

His heart was only heavy.

Even if I get all the inspiration lights above the Shenshen Mountain, I still feel heavy.

The destruction of the Yunshen Mountain means the collapse of the Four Spirit Guards, and the twelve border cities are about to turmoil.

Once Tianmei knows this news, she will never miss this opportunity.

He could imagine the severity of the situation, and his eyes could not help but flowed on the four of them.

Finally, I shook my head and said it was impossible to silence me. I couldn't hide this matter and I got the quickest notification to the mountain.

Thinking of this, he turned around and left, turned into a stream of light, and rushed back to Tianyue Mountain as fast as possible.

——

Tianyue Mountain Yaoguang Hall.

In the soft light, Miao Xinqing was slowly looking at the file, and from time to time, she took a piece of snack from Xuan's desk and put it into the cherry's mouth.

She looked leisurely.

Although the affairs of Yaoguang Palace are cumbersome, she is at ease. The more complicated it is, the more she needs to keep her mind light and clear, otherwise she will be in chaos.

Not everyone can sit steadily in the position of the Lord of Yaoguang Palace. She can be the Lord of the Palace for eighteen years, which is precisely because she has the ability to nourish her qi and heart.

Song Yunge floated in like a shadow in an instant, and the dancing red robe slowly fell down, and the breeze also poured in and jumped in the hall.

Miao Xinqing was secretly shocked. What a Song Yunge, her cultivation is getting stronger and stronger. If she has such a light skill, she will never be able to avoid it if she attacks her.

But her expression did not move. She slowly put down the file, patted her hands, and slapped the desserts: "Why do you have this rush?"

Song Yunge said: "Lord of the Palace, I want to meet the Lord of the Mountain."

"The mountain master is in seclusion and no one is seen."

"This matter is quite a matter of fact, and the mountain master must be known."

"I can't know?"

"The death mountain meets the earth dragon, and it has been destroyed."

"Hmm-?" Miao Xinqing frowned and looked at him: "What do you mean is that the Mount Yunshen has been destroyed? It has collapsed?"

"Yes." Song Yunge nodded.

Miao Xinqing chuckled.

This news is too ridiculous, it is impossible. It is the place where the two sword gods fall, and it is protected by powerful forces.

Song Yunge looked at her calmly.

Miao Xinqing's smile slowly faded away, and her expression gradually became serious: "How true?"

"I was on the Mount of Yushen, and I watched it with my own eyes split and collapse and destroyed." Song Yunge said in a deep voice.

"How is this possible..." Miao Xinqing murmured, looking in the direction of Yunshen Mountain.

She still found it unbelievable.

Song Yunge said: "Not worrying about it now, it's impossible. Let the mountain master and the others know it first. The news will spread out soon..."

"Let's go!" Miao Xinqingteng stood up and turned into a gust of wind and rushed out.

Song Yunge followed closely behind.

The two of them quickly followed the bluestone steps in the center and reached the top of Tianyue Mountain. A dazzling golden hall was located under the vast sky.

This is the Temple of Sacrifice.

There is also this temple of sacrifice to the heaven beside the seven halls, which is under the control of the mountain master. It has the highest position and the highest authority. The order issued by the mountain master must not be violated.

The Heaven Sacrifice Hall is cast in bronze and plated with gold, which is the easiest to attract lightning strikes, so it is called Heaven Sacrifice.

Because Tianyue Mountain regards thunder as a channel connected to the ninth level of heaven, thunder connects the sky and the earth.

It is said that the condensation of the sword talisman requires the power of thunder.

The two of them came outside the hall and stood in front of the hall. They were like ants standing under a mountain, looking particularly small.

Song Yunge stood in front of the hall, feeling the vastness and vastness, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart.

"Master of the Mountain!" Miao Xinqing called out softly, as if she was calling for a sleeping baby, afraid of being frightened.

"What's the matter?" Qingyue's voice came from the hall.

Miao Xinqing let out a sigh and her voice became louder: "Master, the mountain of the Imperial God has collapsed."

"Squeak--" Two golden doors suddenly opened, and a burly and sturdy middle-aged man suddenly appeared and stood in front of the two of them.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes, a little honest and honest. At this moment, his eyes were bright and he shouted: "Junior Sister Miao, what are you talking about!"

Miao Xinqing said angrily: "I dare not talk nonsense."

The mountain master Wang Shichuan snorted: "What are you afraid to say!"

His eyes turned to Song Yunge.

Song Yunge bowed his fists and said, "I have seen the mountain master. My disciple saw the Mount Yunshen Mountain under the earth dragon, divided into several petals and then collapsed, and it no longer exists!"

"It will fall down, and the world will change. There will be no mountain that will not fall." Wang Shichuan waved his hand and said, "As long as the sword god is there, it doesn't matter. The mountains are the Shenshen Mountains, the earth is the Shenshen Mountains, and even the valleys are the Shenshen Mountains."

Song Yunge shook his head and said, "The Sword God's soul should be gone, and the Fu Shen Mountain has completely lost that breath."

Wang Shichuan frowned and looked at him: "Can you conclude?"

Song Yunge nodded slowly.

"I'll see it myself." After he said that, he turned into a strong wind and howled away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Song Yunge pondered inwardly.

I am still a little far from Wang Shichuan, and it seems that I need to be more diligent.

At the same level as the Sword Emperor, there is still a gap in cultivation. Moreover, because the Sword Emperor is already at its peak, the gap is not an ordinary big one.

He hugged his fists: "Lord of the Palace, then I'll go back and rest."

"Well, let's take a break." Miao Xinqing nodded with great concern and waved her hand absent-mindedly.

Song Yunge returned to his yard, sat cross-legged on the couch, and began to immerse himself in his memory.

He had always been eager to swallow all the spiritual light of the Shenshen Mountain, and then stepped into the realm of the Sword God with this.

But I always thought this was a distant thing, because the spiritual light of Yunshen Mountain was too strong and difficult to absorb.

This time it went very smoothly.

This is the right time and place. After the earthquake started, the spiritual light of the Shenshen Mountain was affected, thus making it cheaper for yourself.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he didn't absorb the spiritual light, even if the Mount of Yunshen collapsed, would there be a heavenly sound that would help enhance his understanding?

Unfortunately, this question cannot be verified.

He put aside this disturbing question, focused on memory, and experienced the memories of the two sword gods.

Unfortunately, these spiritual lights are different from the souls that have just left their bodies. The memories are not so clear, and their personal experiences are unclear, but their martial arts understanding is extremely clear.

He was as if he was taught by two sword gods, immersed in their understanding of swordsmanship, not knowing that time passed.

He closed his eyes, waved his arms from time to time, and drew out sword moves. The sword talismans between his eyebrows flashed and appeared faintly.

As his arm waved, the sword talisman between his eyebrows slowly expanded, from his eyebrows to his face.

The sword talisman flashed across his face, looking weird and scary.

The sword talisman continued to grow, expanding from the face to the chest, to the heart, to the lower abdomen, and then to the feet.

Song Yunge gradually floated up, and a low thunder sounded from his body, as if the muffled thunder in the distance was rolling in his body.

The sword talisman suddenly lit up, and a great Sun Tathagata appeared on the sword talisman, a great god and demon, blending with the sword talisman, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

"Boom..." The muffled thunder sounded from the sky, almost in the same way as the muffled thunder in his body.

"Boom..." The thunder kept coming and going, and the thunder in the body corresponded to the thunder in the sky, and the sound was shared.

"Crack!" A purple light beam fell.
Chapter completed!