Ziwei Star Domain, between the three divine yangs, above the Difu Continent, all the halls of Yama walked out, looking at the changing starry sky, and their expressions were all emotional. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I thought that after destroying the Demon Palace, the world would be able to restore peace, but I didn't expect that a greater disaster would come later, and the world would be in turmoil.

"Let's just leave it at that"

Before the divine forbidden, Yi Xuanmiao raised his hand and took off the mask of evil on his face, looked at the various halls, and said calmly.

In the current situation, the Hellish Yama is no longer suitable to appear in the world, and they need to go back to their own path.

"There will be a date later"

One by one, the Yamas took off their masks, showed familiar faces, said goodbye to each other, and then left in different directions.

"Twilight Lady"

Yin'er looked at the woman beside her, her face was blank, and she said, "Where are we going?"

"Find Your Master"

Twilight Chengxue replied calmly, looked in the direction of the realm, and spoke.

At the same time, on the Shenji Peak, the red maple floated away, and the sky was full of fire, and Ah Man, who had been kneeling for three years, slowly got up, and at this moment, above the nine heavens, the blood clouds gathered, and the great catastrophe came, testing the martial arts cultivators.

Ah Man looked at the sky, his left hand was clenched, and in front of him, Zixiao's divine sword trembled, and after an instant, Zixiao came out of its sheath, and the glow soared into the sky.

The heart of Linglong, the sword of Linglong, facing the first catastrophe in the world, the sword breath is pervasive, and there is no fear at all.

"What is this?"

At this moment, all sides of the starry sky, one after another of the powerhouses of the fourth realm of the alien race felt it, and they all looked in the direction of Shenji Peak.

The fourth realm, and it is the breath of humanity.

Is there finally a fourth realm among the Terrans?

Jin Xi City, on the second floor of Xiaoyue Chang'an, the owner of Xiaoyue Mansion in silver and gray stood in front of the window, looking at the Shenji Peak in the distance, and the color of emotion flashed in his eyes.

Shenji, your heir did not disappoint you, above the nine heavens, you can rest assured.

A hundred years ago, the Knowing Destiny Marquis from the realm opened the ancient battlefield, and the origin of heaven and earth was replenished, and a hundred years later, the first person to enter the fourth realm was also a person in the realm.

The cause and effect are obtained, and the efforts of the Knowing Destiny Hou at the beginning can be regarded as rewarded.

In the realm, in the land of Shenzhou, in the mountains that stretch for thousands of miles, the plain figure who re-lifted the sword was completely isolated from the world, returned to the mortal world, and experienced the original sword.

The autumn wind is bleak, the fallen leaves are colorful, and in the falling autumn leaves, the plain clothes dance the sword, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, the sword roars softly, and the sound is earth-shattering.

In the first year, one split and one stab, it was simple and tempered.

The fallen leaves in the sky were cut by the blade of the sword, without any mud and water, and the simple sword was unpretentious and unpretentious, without any impurities.

Unload the burden, the sword returns to the beginning, the pure sword, it looks no different from ordinary martial artists, martial arts for the sword, the way of the world's swords.

Day by day, day and night, plain clothes in the wind seem to be tireless, wielding the sword in his hand wantonly.

The sword sounded, one by one, it was longing, nostalgia, and gratitude for lifting the sword again.

In front of the waterfall, Prince Yan quietly looked at the sword dancing in front of him, and a faint relief flashed in the depths of his eyes.

A hundred years ago, Great Xia was in danger, and that young man raised his sword in order to protect Great Xia, although the sword progressed rapidly, it was too heavy and mottled.

A hundred years later, in the troubled times of the hundred tribes, the former young man has grown up, however, the world is no longer a teenager can support it.

Shenzhou is still the original Shenzhou, but it now needs a stronger guardian.

If he wants to continue to protect those he cherishes, his sword must be strong enough to reach the kings and emperors of all kinds.

Before that, though, he had to learn to let go and let go of all his burdens.

Autumn goes to winter, the snow is all over the sky, the waterfall is gradually frozen, hanging upside down like a mirror, and the beauty is intoxicating.

In front of the waterfall, the snowflakes are flying, and the sword of the swordsman is even more powerful, the figure is like a phantom, and the sword aura is like frost.

The sword dancing in the sky, vertical and horizontal in the heavy snow, the sword into the waterfall, cut a smooth fracture, this year, learn the sword into the subtlety, the move is ordinary.

In the second year, the spring and autumn flew by, the sword qi rose, and between the heaven and the earth, the sound of the sword was terrifying, like thunder, which made people tremble.

The birds threw themselves into the forest, and after being frightened, they flew into the air, and the astonishing sound of swords became more and more harsh, the sky trembled, and the mountains and rivers shook.

In the winter of the second year, the sound of the sword gradually stopped, the winter thunder stopped, and the birds and beasts returned to their nests.

Year 3......

Year 4......

Year after year, time flies so fast, and the sword in the swordsman's hand is getting faster and faster, and gradually, it is impossible to see clearly, and it is impossible to distinguish.

In the tenth year, the swordsman's body gradually slowed down, and most of his sword intent converged, and his sword moves were impermanent, as if he had forgotten what he had learned in ten years.

In front of the big waterfall, in the sword frame beside Prince Yan, the green sword trembled, and he felt the sword of the swordsman in front of him, and asked for his life to be unsheathed.

Feeling the breath of the green sword, Prince Yan moved his gaze and said calmly, "Wait, it's not time yet." ”

When Qingjian heard this, the sound of the sword gradually stopped and returned to calm.

In the thirteenth year, knowing the fate of the body, the sword is silent when moving, although the sword moves, but it seems to be hidden in the heaven and earth, in the entire mountain and river, except for the sound of the waterfall and the roar of birds and beasts, there is no movement.

This year, the green sword sounded again, but it was once again suppressed by Prince Yan.

In the fifteenth year, when everything is in the spring season, everything is unraveled, and the waterfall rumbles and falls, which is deafening.

I was surprised to see the plain clothes passing by, a sword waved, and the waterfall went against the current, rushing straight to the nine heavens.

This year, the swordsman was surrounded by the sword, and he thought about the swordsman's heart, but the swordsman still couldn't hear it.

In the eighteenth year, another three years have passed, the sword breath permeates the entire mountain and river veins, and the swordsman seems to feel the slightest, when he dances the sword, there is always a dazed in his eyes, he can't hear clearly, and he can't tell the way.

Not far away, Prince Yan's face gradually condensed, a hundred years ago, he couldn't hear the sword breath, because his heart was too chaotic, now, this opportunity is in front of him again, whether he can grasp it or not, it depends on his own creation.

One year, two years, since this year, the dazed face on Ning Chen's face has become thicker and thicker, forgetting the past, sinking into the sword, intoxicated with the way of the sword.

Unconsciously, it was another five years, and in the twenty-third year, the green mountains had changed, and among the mountains and rivers, fierce beasts were galloping, often haunting.

However, the Great Waterfall did not dare to approach any fierce beasts, and the sword breath that permeated the heavens and the earth became more and more powerful, like a natural barrier, blocking all the beasts from a thousand feet.

"It's been 10 years"

Prince Yan looked at the sword breath around the former, his eyes became heavier and heavier, he could already feel a trace of sword breath since the fifteenth year, and after a full ten years, he still couldn't really hear it clearly.

Compared to Aman, his qualifications are indeed very different, but this is his only chance, once missed, these twenty-five years of hard work will be completely in vain.

Cultivation, his talent is too lacking, the only thing he is good at is the sword, if he can't go to the extreme in the way of the sword, then he will not be able to enter the fourth realm in the future.

In the winter of the twenty-eighth year, in front of the big waterfall, the figure of the plain clothes gradually stopped, looking at the waterfall in front of him, and one stop was the whole winter.

Not far away, Prince Yan quietly looked at the young man in front of him, and sighed lightly in his heart, martial arts, kendo, talent is indispensable after all, thirteen years, it is too long.

In the distance, the squeak of a wheelchair pressing over a dead branch sounded, and in the drifting wind and snow, a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth appeared, sitting in a wheelchair, but her expression was indifferent and quiet, like a goddess in the world, not like a woman in the red dust.

Beside the girl, a white-clothed figure followed quietly, with a delicate face, a scholarly appearance, and a restrained breath, which made people not feel the slightest martial arts atmosphere.

In front of the big waterfall, Prince Yan felt the two people coming from afar, his eyes moved over, and he said calmly, "Wait a minute." ”

"Twenty-eight years, now the chaos of the hundred tribes, the world needs the power of Mr. to deter the hundred tribes, and I hope that Mr. will take the overall situation seriously. ”

In the wheelchair, the peacock looked at the king in front of him and spoke.

"Wait a minute"

Prince Yan was unmoved in the slightest and said again.

When the peacock heard this, his willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said, "Sir, twenty-eight years have passed, and you should know in your heart that this matter has already become a foregone conclusion, and please make a decision as soon as possible." ”

"This king said, wait a minute!"

In front of the waterfall, a cold feeling flashed in Prince Yan's eyes, and he said coldly.

The king was furious, the wind and snow in the sky suddenly stagnated, and the whole heaven and earth instantly stood still, as if frozen in ice.

A moment later, the wind and snow drifted away again, and the heavens and the earth returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

Next to the wheelchair, Gongzi Xiaobai's expression was slightly condensed, and he reached out and pressed the peacock's shoulder, preventing him from continuing.

"Brother Yan, how long will it take?"

Childe Xiaobai looked at the king in front of him and asked.

Prince Yan moved his gaze and looked at the young figure in front of the big waterfall, and after a long time, there was a touch of emotion in his eyes, and he said, "Three months." ”

"Good"

Childe Xiaobai nodded and said, "Then we'll wait for another three months." ”

In the wheelchair, the peacock also moved his gaze and stared quietly at the figure in front of the waterfall, and there was no prejudice or abnormality in his beautiful eyes.

This person, she has understood enough, with the assets of mortals, she has broken through one obstacle after another, standing at the peak of the martial arts in the world, such a will, which is indeed something that few people can achieve.

She gives him enough respect, however, it does not mean that she approves of him.

Talent, hard work and achievements, many times are not equal, if he does not enter the fourth realm, he is not qualified to stand in this chaotic world, although it is cruel, but this is the reality.

In front of the waterfall, Gongzi Xiaobai stepped forward step by step, stood beside the king, looked ahead, and said, "Is this person so important to you?"

Prince Yan did not speak, however, the wordless attitude already showed everything.

"Brother Yan, you should know that in today's troubled times, there are many strong people, and every time you delay for a moment, the chaos will be more serious. "Childe Xiaobai is colorful.

Prince Yan retracted his gaze, looked at the people around him, and said calmly, "How is the common people in the world, this king doesn't know, the reason why this king promised to help you is because you helped the realm, but there are exceptions to everything, this person is the exception, compared to him, the safety of the common people in the world is not worth mentioning!"