Chapter 1089

Xiao Yao and others all stopped to wait and see.

At this time, the clouds above the sky, such as painted a touch of brilliant purple, emitting a dazzling light.

Haoran aura envelops the whole twelve peaks.

Xiao Yao stood up straight and looked at the figure of Xu kuangge and Huafan.

"Are you going to leave? Is it a little too casual? " Xiao Yao said something.

For a moment, dense clouds blotted out the sun, the sky quickly darkened down, and even the stars above my head could be seen.

Day and night, in this moment.

Then, the stars began to whirl, and began to spin wildly. The wind around them was strong, and the sand was flying.

Gradually, the stars began to piece together, to piece together a heavenly gate.

"The immortal gate has been opened. Xiao Yao, I'm leaving. I'll give you back the favor I owe you." With these words, the long sword in Xu's crazy singer turns into a golden light, flies towards Xiao Yao, and directly rushes into Xiao Yao's body, causing the sea of Qi to shake.

"This sword is not a natural resource, but I've been using it for hundreds of years. When you understand it, you'll probably have a sword meaning." Xu kuangge laughs.

Then, they run into the gate of stars.

Xiao Yao sat cross legged and found that in his body, there was another sword under the original yuan Dan.

Gradually, the stars disappear, the dense clouds disperse, and the whole world is again illuminated by the sun.

Xiao Yao stood up and bowed to the sky.

Although he has no way to understand the heart of the sword in the singer Xu Kuang, he knows that it should be a gift.

But at this time, Xu SuGuan, the young monk, came up to Xiao Yao, put his hands together, read a Buddha's name, and then said with a smile, "Xiao Yao, this is your chance. This sword has been used by Xu kuangge for more than 700 years. Now it's in your hands. Even if it's only one tenth of your comprehension, you have a chance to seek kendo. If you can't understand it, It's also a good thing to give a sword to someone who uses it. "

Xiao Yao just laughed. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the sky, and asked, "Xu crazy song and painting fan, have you gone to the fairyland?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

The little monk's words confused Xiao Yao.

Yes, no, No. what do you mean maybe, maybe not?

The little monk said with a smile: "only those who enter behind that door know it. Once they enter, they can't get out. It's like hell. Who knows what hell hell hell is like?"

"So it is." Xiao Yao laughs and realizes in an instant.

Suddenly he asked: "Xu crazy songs have gone, you still don't go?"

"I'm going to leave, but I have to go with you! He went to the fairyland, but I can't go. Can't I go with him? " The little monk said helplessly.

Xiao Yao nodded and asked, "where are you going?"

"Back to the world before me, don't you have a way?" With these words, the little monk turned his face and looked at his eyes.

Bai Qimei sneered and said, "do you really think that I will be arrested?"

With these words, he suddenly began to use the aura in his body.

As soon as they were together, the white light was pressed down by the little monk's hand.

With another wave, Bai Qimei fell tens of meters.

"Before the first World War, your life and death have been decided. Why should the White House master be persistent?" Asked the little monk.

"If you want to die, I don't want to die!" Bai Qimei said, biting his teeth.

"But now, no one asks for your opinion!" The little monk blinked his eyes and said seriously. Bai Qimei spat out blood.

On the one hand, it's because the young monk's hand reversed his breath.

On the other hand, it was because he was angry with Xiao Yao and Xu kuangge.

In fact, to be honest, what Bai Qimei hates most is Xu Bingge.

Xu kuangge said at the beginning that the practitioners of the earth can't enter the realm of Linghai now. Bai Qimei believed that he had only stayed in the realm of Linghai for so many years. Although he said that he had entered the realm of Linghai now, it was too late. If he had known that this was a lie, maybe he would not have let Xiao Yao live until now. Before he met Xiao Yao, he didn't do it, not because he was worried that he was not Xiao Yao's opponent, but because he was worried that if he did it, he would enter the realm of Linghai, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Later, Xu kuangge said that when the palace was in danger, he would do it.

In fact, at the beginning, Bai Qimei was not at ease. He always felt that Xu Bingge might not have the strength to block Xiao Yao.

When he saw the ability of Xu kuangge, his heart fell into his stomach.

To be reasonable, Xu kuangge is still very powerful. He is a character like a sword fairy!

However, with the development of the situation, he realized that his idea was too simple. Although Xu kuangge's strength was strong, he didn't seem to be on his side.

This makes him extremely depressed, can only wipe tears in the heart.

If he finds the painting fan in Tianxing palace, I'm afraid Xu kuangge will be very excited and kill Xiao Yao.

However, the way of heaven is unfair. The painted fan is from Yunxiao hall.

Think about it carefully, Bai Qimei suddenly felt that he should let go.

He stood up with a bitter smile on his face.

Then he burst out laughing.

"I lost. I lost to the thief. God, I lost to the God's way!"

Isn't that destiny?

Xiao Yao suddenly got lucky and rushed to Bai Qimei.

At this time, Bai Qimei has reached the state of madness, so he slaps Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao pushes Bai Qimei to the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, his body turned into a white light and rushed away.

Bai Qimei roared. Instead of retreating, he rushed towards Xiao Yao.

For Bai Qimei, his ending seems to have been doomed. Even if he wants to hide, he has no chance to live.

If so, why not fight with Xiao Yao?

Even if the final loser is himself, do you have to fight?

"If God wants me to die, I will not! Today, I will go against the sky with white eyebrows! "

Xiao Yao sighed and slapped Bai Qimei out.

In this world, there are too many people who want to go against the heaven. In fact, cultivating immortals is originally a way against the heaven.

But if you think about it carefully, you can't make it clear. Even if you really become a golden immortal, who dares to say that it's not arranged by the way of heaven?

Everyone wants to get rid of the way of heaven. How can we get rid of it?

Maybe it's just killing the way of heaven and the gate of immortals?

Xiao Yao thought in his heart, but the speed did not decrease at all.

He rushed to Bai Qimei again. He still clapped his hand lightly towards Bai Qimei.

The palm wind pushes Bai Qimei back tens of meters away again. Xiao Yaoyun starts his sword and holds Fuli tightly in his hand. Then he shouts angrily. The blade shines brilliantly and goes away. It turns into a golden light and passes through Bai Qimei's body.

Bai Qimei's body is still standing on the ground, but Fu Lijian has returned to Xiao Yao's hand.

"This is what you owe Xianren mountain." Xiao Yao looked at Bai Qimei and said softly.

Bai Qimei just sneered.

"If you kill me today, how dare you say that you will not be killed tomorrow?" Bai Qimei asked.

"To borrow your words, if God wants me to die, I will not die." Xiao Yao laughed and suddenly clenched his right hand.

Fist clenched moment, white Qimei chest blood hole suddenly lit up a colorful light, immediately a bang, learn foam flying.

Xiao Yao turned around and turned into a seven rainbow light, flying into thousands of swordsmen.

When Bai Qimei died and Xu kuangge flew into the immortal gate, the fighting fire in the swordsman's heart was extinguished.

They can hardly see their own end.

At this time, all the people in Yunxiao hall joined in the battle.

Open and close, flesh and blood splash.

Xu SuGuan, the young monk, suddenly sat down with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and gently stirred them.

The lips wriggled as if chanting.

Fu Li, Jiu Ge, GUI long, Bai Shou.

One sword breaks a thousand people!

The sword is magnificent and reverberates in the valley. Although it can't break through the gate of heaven, it leaves a conspicuous mark on the twelve peaks. On a straight line, all the trees are cut off by the waist, and bursts of dust make the whole twelve peaks shrouded in smoke.

When the smoke gradually subsided, the twelve peaks were already dead.

The whole mountain has lost its spirit and spirit and turned into Purgatory.

There were lying bodies everywhere, and there were broken swords.

Xiao Yao hovered in the sky, looking at his 100 disciples.

"Before, I promised Xu kuangge to leave 100 people. Now I want to leave you. It's your choice to stay in the twelve peaks and continue to expand the Tianxing palace, or go down the mountain and integrate into the secluded world." Xiao Yao said softly.

He is not a God, but in the eyes of the remaining 100 swordsmen in white, he is superior.

Their lives are in Xiao Yao's hands.

Xiao Yao let them die, they have to die, Xiao Yao let them live, they can leave.

All of them chose to stay in the twelve peaks and Tianxing palace.

Maybe they feel that even if they leave, they don't know where to go.

Xiao Yao just sighed, whatever.

Anyway, most of the remaining 100 people are in the state of breaking heaven. Even when he leaves, these people will not pose any threat to them.

Xiao Yao climbs on foot, followed by Yunxiao hall and others.

After entering Tianxing palace, Xiao Yao finds that it has been destroyed by sword Qi.

The one hundred people hanging at the back of the palace burst into tears when they saw that the palace was full of holes and ruins.

This is their home“ Maybe a hundred years later, Tianxing palace will be the first sect in the world of seclusion. " Xiao Yao said something. Xu SuGuan, the little monk, went to Xiao Yao and nodded gently: "it's possible that the twelve peaks are very lucky." Xiao Yao smiles“ However, it's hard to say that most of them were divided by your immortal mountain before. " The little monk whispered again. Xiao Yao nodded and suddenly flew forward for a distance. When he fell, he stamped his foot hard, and suddenly countless stone slabs were raised by the waves“ The last jade pendant is underground. " Xiao Yao said. The little monk came up to Xiao Yao and looked at him. He couldn't help asking, "are you ready? Can I leave now? " Xiao Yao pondered for a moment and nodded.