"Not good!" The masked woman's face suddenly changed. She lowered her voice, holding the destruction bead given to her by Chen Ci, was about to rush into the sea of ​​fire.

But at this moment, all the dark clouds rolled in the air, but the strong wind suddenly calmed a lot. When the wind sounded weaker, a thunder suddenly exploded in the dark sky, shaking the entire sky into bright white.

A ray of thunder suddenly fell from the void into Chen Ci's Pure Yang Dan Fire Array. The flame had just swelled up and had not yet fully boiled, and was instantly struck by thunder. In a dazzling white light, the Pure Yang Dan Fire Sea was instantly struck by thunder.

Fire and electric light flashed across, and all thunder and fire disappeared invisible.

Qingzhu stood at the center of the sky thunder and sea of ​​fire before. His clothes were blown by the wind, and his temples were blown away. His long half-black and half-gray hair danced in the wind, floating in the mess behind his head. His face was solemn, and the long sword in his hand stood in front of him.

The masked woman was a little confused by a thunderclap. She came back to her senses and retreated. The situation was in this situation, and she didn't stop it just because she wanted to stop it.

The clouds in the sky were turbulent, making a faint sound. From time to time, a faint arc of electric lightning flashed by in the dark clouds, shocking, as if another thunder would strike down in the sky at any time.

The wind that had just become declining just now whistled again, blowing sand into people's eyes, making people squint and barely see this dark world like the end of the world.

Chen Ci was stunned when he saw his Pure Yang Dan Fire Formation being scattered by a thunderbolt, he had used this formation countless times. Except for himself, no one could have broken the vast sea of ​​fire. But today, Qingzhu only had a thunder to break Chen Ci.

It is certainly good to be a blue girl, but as the saying goes, ginger is still so spicy. How can green bamboo arrange the five-element array in the Muru Temple, so how can we not see the tricks of Chen Ci?

He can kill 64 wind and thunder, which must be inseparable from Taixu Temple. He naturally has his own understanding of the layout and momentum.

People in the world think that the 64th Slash of Wind and Thunder are strong and powerful in the sword moves, but in fact, the true meaning of the 64th Slash of Wind and Thunder is to communicate the world and trigger the thunder through continuous accumulation of spiritual energy. This is why Qingzhu has been completely unstingy with his spiritual energy since the first move, and every sword is full of strength.

He is creating a situation that is broader than the style of the verbal.

No matter how hot the pure yang elixir fire is, it cannot withstand a thunder under the power of heaven.

It seemed as if I had calculated it at this time. But when Chen Ci activated his Pure Yang Dan Fire Array, Qingzhu just completed the sixty-fourth slash. The sixty-fourth slash is the same as the first slash, and it is still one word, but this time it was a word written from right to left.

All things in the world are repeated over and over again. The sixty-fourth slash is the end of this set of sword techniques and the first sword that can trigger heavenly thunder.

If Chen Ci's Pure Yang Dan Fire Array was launched earlier, things might have become completely different. But at this moment, the carefully arranged situation of Chen Ci was broken by Qingzhu with a thunder. If he wanted to compete with Qingzhu again, it would be a dream.

"Qingzhu, Changxi still has some people to save, let's forget it here!" The masked woman knew that it was extremely inappropriate to say such words, but she still shouted out.

The black clouds were pressing against the mountain, and the mountain was panicked. Qingzhu only looked up at the clouds, as if she hadn't heard it, and then the second sword was slashed out again.

As the sword rose and fell, a huge spiritual energy surged up in Qingzhu's body, which caused a big hole to open in the clouds, and another thunder struck down. As the dark clouds were scattered, Chen Ci was struck by thunder before he could move, and his body was knocked away heavily.

The moment when the sky thunder hit Chen Ci, Chen Ci's entire body became transparent. A little white flame swayed on Chen Ci's sea of ​​energy and almost extinguished.

At this moment, the rumbling thunder had just sounded, deafening.

The thin human power seems vulnerable when facing the majesty of heaven and earth.

Chen Ci fell into the snow, his clothes were shattered by lightning, his skin turned black, and his flesh and blood were blown open everywhere, but the flesh and blood were all black.

Chen Ci was motionless, as if she was dead. The masked woman's pupils were full of disbelief. Just as she was about to come forward to check, Chen Ci suddenly turned over and coughed.

Chen Ci clenched his fist with his right hand, and just as he was about to move, Qingzhu's next sword came again.

The thunder seemed to be followed by a thunder. With only a few breaths of pause, it fell on Chen Ci's body instantly. Seeing Chen Ci's death at the top of the sky thunder, a golden light suddenly appeared beside Chen Ci's side in the strong wind.

A golden flower suddenly bloomed from the ground and blocked Chen Ci's head. Then a crisp ringtone came, resounding throughout the world.

After the thunder dissipated, everyone saw clearly that a huge bell was blocking Chen Ci's head. At this moment, the bell had been transformed into distortion by the thunder.

Soon the bell lost its luster, changed back to its usual size, and fell on Chen Ci.

Qingzhu stood in the strong wind, her face pale as paper, and her body was shaking. Logically, he should have continued, but he did not use it for the next sword.

Chen Ci struggled to stand up, put the broken golden bell in his palm, and suddenly twitched uncontrollably.

Everyone present changed their faces at the same time.

"Qingzhu, it's almost done. You have reached the point where the oil is exhausted. If you use another sword, he will indeed die, but you will not be able to survive." The masked woman shouted loudly.

Qingzhu looked down at her feet, took a step forward, lifted her sword and was about to slash again, but was stopped by the masked woman's next words.

"Chang Xi still has some help. If you die, I will never care about it."

Qingzhu finally vented her momentum and fell to the ground. The moment he fell down, the wind and thunder in the sky finally dissipated invisible, and snowflakes floated in the sky again.

Chen Ci twitched on the ground for a while, slowly calmed down, and was motionless as if he had passed away.

The masked woman looked at Chen Ci with a gaze full of confusion. She was about to step forward but saw Chen Ci's hand move.

Chen Ci opened his right hand and a dark yellow, wrinkled piece of paper flew out of Chen Ci's palm.

When Chen Ci was hit by the first lightning, his right hand clenched his fist. Now his right hand has been released, his left hand is still tightly clenched. Inside his left hand is the golden bell of a masked woman struck by thunder.

The yellow paper flying out of Chen Ci's palm was dancing lightly in the air. As they rolled, everyone saw the piece of paper with strokes drawing patterns that they had never seen before.

The piece of paper flew in the air for a moment, landed gently on the ground, slowly becoming transparent, and finally disappeared on the ground.

At this moment, the wind stopped and the snow stopped, and even the lake water could not swell.

The next moment, all the spiritual energy in the world was surging without reason. The lake water swelled to the shore with white bubbles. The earth was shaking and shaking. At some point, the thick miasma had slowly attacked and rose to cover everyone's eyes.

The moment the miasma rose, the masked woman suddenly couldn't feel the place where Chen Ci was, as if the person just now had disappeared alive.

At this moment, the earth was shaking, and cracks were cracked in the earth, and the lake water poured back into the mountains and fields, and the smoke was filled with clouds. It seemed that the clouds were trampled by everyone. In a moment, the large area became uneven cliffs and valleys, and the entire terrain was changed by the piece of paper floating out of Chen Ci's palm.

"Green bamboo, green bamboo?" After the shock ended, the masked woman thought of the green bamboo that had been exhausted and dried up in the smoke. She flew over and jumped and moved at the low point of the cliff, and finally found the dying green bamboo in a pit.

"How is it?" The masked woman sat up with Qingzhu, feeling a little apologized as she spoke. She not only helped Chen Ci block a thunder in Qingzhu, but also let Chen Ci go.

Qingzhu kept coughing, and after a long time covering her chest, she said, "I can't die, I'm just a little stuffy."

The masked woman felt a little relieved and asked, "What happened just now?"

Qingzhu knew what the masked woman pointed to, and explained: "It was a divine talisman just now, or an old talisman left by his predecessors. I'm afraid it's been left for hundreds of years. I didn't expect that it would be so powerful when activated and used."

The masked woman looked at the chaos around her and said with lingering fear: "This divine talisman is really powerful, and I don't know how that kid Chen Ci walked away."

Qingzhu coughed a few more times before saying, "It's the last talisman in the divine talisman of the word "Di" and the Yuan character."

"It is as thick as a mountain, as turbulent as a sea, but the characters of the Yuan are different from those of the mountains and seas."

Qingzhu misses and says: "The way is used in a hurry and is not full, it is abyss, like the root of all things."

This sentence is an ancient saying in Taixu Temple, which means that Tao is an empty and invisible thing, but it is an endless source, profound and vast, as if it is the origin of all things.

The characters of Yuan can advance or retreat, attack or defend, and between rushing, it can make people disappear invisible. Since Chen Ci carried the stigma of evil corpse back to Taixu that year, Liu Nian found a character of Yuan for Chen Ci. Chen Ci has been put on her body and has not been used for many years, but it has been used on this occasion today.

Qingzhu closed his eyes, and the shadow of the hazy mountains and rivers flashed in his mind. Qingzhu was thirteen years ago. The first time he went up the mountain was rainy. The light rain all over the mountain took a whole month. The sword-washing pool rose and the autumn leaves did not leave the pool.

Qingzhu studied sword and Taoism on Moyuan Mountain. At first, he often went home and enjoyed his parents. After years of age, his parents went to practice and never returned home again. Until Qingzhu went down the mountain and died unexpectedly, he became a wandering soul in the world. By chance, he became a member of the strange spirits. At this point, Qingzhu had not returned to Taixu Temple for a whole year.
Chapter completed!