world weapon

Chapter 46: Nine Cauldrons 9

Who is dead tonight?

Nie Li threw away the wandering sword, and said, "What you want is not only wandering, but also my life."

Shang Lue replied: "Today is indeed the time to make a break."

Qichen smiled: "Yes, today should be settled."

Zhuo Zhuo held his vision, looked at the people around him, and said, "There are so many who can't bear to take action against them."

Shang Lue said: "But if you don't act, we will die."

Only then did Zhuo Zhuo get serious, and said, "I don't want to try that taste again."

Swords and swords have no eyes, who can avoid them?

No one can avoid it.

The cold light one by one seemed to have lost its color.

Shang Lue didn't know how many swords he swung, the jewels on the jewel sword seemed to lose their spirit, the jewels were all gone.

Guangshan was pierced through the heart by Qi Chen's sword, and then stirred up. He looked deeply at Nie Li, and Qi Chen asked, "Why didn't you save him?"

It's that sentence again.

Nie Li didn't want to answer, but the sword followed him. He looked at the seven ministers and said, "You are a good person in the Shang Kingdom, but why do you always not believe that Shanglue is a bad person after I explain so much?"

Qi Chen said: "Because he resurrected me."

Shang Lue looked at Nie Li and said, "If we work together, can you survive?"

Zhuo Zhuo approached, Shang Lue lightly slashed his sword, but Nie Li used a lot of strength to block it.

Ding--

There was strength coming from the sword, but Nie Li still didn't block it. He took a few steps back, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "What a pity, what a pity."

Han Que's flash of hatred, he and Qin Chuan are on par, who is afraid?

No one is afraid.

Han Que's sword is indomitable, it is the prodigal son's swordsmanship, his prodigal son's swordsmanship has already regarded death as home, and Qin Chuan has already fettered his heart, what about the sword of returning to the true?

Already lost it.

This man is really pathetic.

But Han Que was still killed.

Sealing his throat with a sword, Qi looked at Han Que and said, "I thought we could be friends from now on, but instead of becoming my friend, you became a lunatic."

Han Que smiled against his will, Qi Jiang put Han Que down, looked at the rice grains, and said, "Why do you keep throwing rice at me?"

Mi Li said: "That's not throwing, it can kill people."

Qidao: "Wasting food is a sin."

Mi Li said: "Then you come and kill me."

Seven said: "Come on."

What a good sword, I can only see the sword in Qi's hand trembling, the sword trembled fiercely, but when it cut the rice grain, it actually cut the rice grain in half.

Mi Li turned pale with shock, he was already late, looked at Qi and said, "It's a pity for my rice."

Holding the sword, he looked around blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he dropped his sword.

Turning around is walking alone.

——The shadow behind Zhuo Zhuo stretched very long, as if he wanted to touch Zhi.

—but he was too far away to be touched.

Qin Chuan returned to Jiange, with a huge tripod on the mountain of Jiange.

The fire was so bright that it was really ugly.

Where are the stars?

Has been covered by fire.

Shang Lue said: "The time is almost up."

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Yes, it's almost here."

In this starry night, nine stars have gathered.

There are famous swords, spears and knives in this cauldron.

"Like a lump of dirt."

"But this dirt is the dirt that killed countless people."

"No matter how many people they kill, they all perish under the holy fire."

"Today, Xia is attached, and the Zhao Dynasty needs this tripod very much."

"Let's melt everything together, let the killings in this world come to an end in peace."

The fallen leaves return to their roots, and the earth repeats the spring scenery.

In Zhaoyang Palace where people come and go, there are already a few ragged people.

Haiyang Jun still looked straight, Bailisu did not let him kneel down, after all, he is a king, even if the country is subjugated, he is still a king.

Bailisu looked at Lord Haiyang and said, "This world still belongs to me."

Lord Haiyang sighed, "Yes, the world belongs to the Zhao Dynasty."

Bailisu walked down, looked at Mr. Haiyang and said, "Thank you Mr. Haiyang for killing Yin Zheng of Shuo Kingdom for me. If you want, I can return a piece of the world to you."

Lord Haiyang looked at Bailisu and said: "I have become a prisoner, if I don't die, will Your Majesty feel at ease?"

Bailisu smiled and said: "You are right, but I don't need to fear you anymore."

Lord Haiyang looked at Bailisu and said, "The human heart has desires. Your Majesty is really willing to let me go back to my homeland?"

Bailisu said: "Because there is still an agreement in this world, someone is already preparing it, you go back and prepare it."

Haiyang Jun looked at Bailisu, wondering what he was thinking. He returned to the original land of Cangguo and lived in that lonely palace.

Jiange Mountain.

Qin Chuan looked at the molten iron in the holy fire.

The molten iron was flowing, Shang Lue stepped into it, the flame couldn't burn him, he condensed the molten iron, and finally rose into the starry sky.

This air is what makes iron into a tripod.

"combine."

Shanglue condensed at night, the molten iron melted, under the starry night, he laughed and said: "It's done, it's done!"

Qin Chuan looked up and said, "This is Jiuding."

Shang Lue said: "Nine tripods are born, and the world is peaceful."

Qin Chuan also laughed, talking about the peace of his whole life, it is finally coming soon, but why is he a little uneasy?

Jiange Mountain was not far from the Zhao Dynasty, and this Bailisu also saw the nine rays of light on the starry night.

It was like the scorching sun in the sky.

Shang slightly spat out a mouthful of blood, he fell from mid-air, looked at Qin Chuan, and said, "You can enter the palace tomorrow."

"Thank you, Master Shang." Qin Chuan bowed, and the nine cauldrons fell from the sky, Zhuo Zhuo helped Shang Lue up, and he said: "It is finally successful, who will come?"

Seeing the nine cauldrons taking shape, Qichen said: "No matter how many people come, they won't be able to take away one tripod."

This is their common secret.

The next day.

This day was very beautiful, Qin Chuan brought Jiuding into the palace, he looked around and said: "Your Majesty, this Jiuding is a thing of peace in the world."

Bailisu looked at Qin Chuan and said, "It's really funny."

"I don't know what's so funny?"

"This cauldron can really stabilize the world?"

Human beings have seven emotions and six desires, and it is impossible for anyone to be without desires.

Shang slightly smiled, and put the nine small tripods on the ground, and then a huge burst of spiritual power transformed into a tripod that day.

Shang Lue flicked his sleeves, and the tripod also turned into nothingness.

In a shady place, he suddenly opened his eyes, he said: "Jiuding finally appeared."

He is a monster.

□□ Stuck out of the black hole, he looked at Zhao Dynasty's position and said, "I don't know how many people will go?"

He is Li Yan

An iceberg in the boundless sea.

Ka——the iceberg shattered, and what was visible was a huge shadow.

He growled: "Year by year, where are you!"

He is Bo Xun.

How many people died here?

I don't know how many there are, but it can be seen that there are piles of corpses.

—a hand stretched out from the dry bones.

——He is a skeleton, born from the dry bones all over the mountains and plains.

The skeleton looked around wearily, the broken ship, is there anyone still yearning for a new continent?

He picked up Zheng Cheng's knife, and said to Zheng Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground with a dry bone, "Your knife is really a good knife."

This is Jiang Hu, a swordsman in Tsing Yi drew his sword, I don't know what he was thinking.

He stood there blankly, looked at Zhao Dynasty, and said, "How many people are flying moths to the flame?"

Long Xi frowned and said, "Aren't you the same?"

"I'm different, I want to protect."

Long Xi thought it was ridiculous, and said: "You are such a fool."

"I never knew what death was," he said.

Long Xi said: "Yes, if it wasn't for me, you would still be a dead bone."

His name is Long Qi, and he is a swordsman who has been dead for many years. The dragon's breath revived him, and he asked for a business strategy.

What for?

take her away.

But Long Xi knew that it was impossible for Long Qi to take her away.

——There is no way to wander around the world.

——The ends of the earth are empty.

Where should they go?

Don't go anywhere, just wait here.

Bo Xun had no power, he came with a sword, and the Exorcism Sword had fallen into his hand, Long Qi took a step and said: "There is no way ahead."

Bo Xun looked at Long Qi and said, "If you die, this road will naturally exist."

Long Qi smiled and said: "Yes, this road is behind me, but you can't go if you don't kill me."

Come with a sword, Long Qi goes with a sword.

They stopped breathing.

Shang Lue looked at Long Xi and said, "A person can only die once."

The skeleton looked at the people in the distance, and the seven ministers whistled.

He pulled out the sword, looked at the skeleton, and said, "You came from endless bones?"

The skeleton said: "Yes."

"Do you know what death is?"

"I don't know."

Qichen took a step, his sword landed on the skeleton's body, blood flowed, and the skeleton's sword didn't penetrate Qichen's chest, he said: "You and I have lived forever, why bother to fight?"

"If you don't die, there will never be peace in this world."

Since the true God in this world has died cleanly, such demons and ghosts have come from hell.

The skeleton looked at Qichen and said regretfully, "I really hate the feeling of killing people."

He looked at Qichen's head suspiciously, and said: "But sometimes I really have to kill people."

Han Nian is carrying a sword, and there is a gap in his neck. He is a person who died once, and the world looks a little different. He came from the endless desert with a sword on his back. Where should he go?

The Nine Lanterns of the Zhao Dynasty showed him the direction, and the time of wasting himself was over, so he stopped in his tracks.

"Fengyue at Xiajingmen."

Han Nian looked at Fengyue and said, "Why are you blocking me?"

Fengyue sighed: "Because you are the one who died once."

Han Nian lowered his head, looking at his sword regretfully.

"Yes, I am the one who died once."

"So now you're going to die again."

This Fengyue's sword is a beautiful sword, called Yueying's sword.

——Is this moon shadow a shadow in the sky?

——This is not, but a beautiful sword.

Han Nian's sword clashed with Fengyue's sword a few times, and some cracks were faintly visible.

Fengyue said: "Your sword is about to shatter."

Han Niandao: "But my heart will not be broken."

Fengyue said: "So you want to continue?"

Han Nian said: "Yes, I want to continue."

Not dying, not resting, all this is life.

Fengyue is curious about what Han Nian is, a person whose heart is dead, is so strong?

Are those people from the Zhao Dynasty more powerful?

They are not for anything else, only for the Jiuding.

The world is stable?

No, even if there is no war, people will still die in the Jianghu.

For example, a dead-hearted person who doesn't know good or bad in front of him.

The sword sank into his throat, but Fengyue found out that this was not only a dead man, but also a lunatic.

Fengyue looked at the good sword in his heart, and he sighed: "Why bother? You are already dead."

The sword was slowly drawn out so that the blood would not splash on his body, which was a bit disgusting.

Han Nian looked at him deeply, and finally he died.

—How does it feel to die again?

— that's not good.

Li Yan walked on the lonely path, there were many people coming and going, they headed towards the Zhao Dynasty, there was a tavern in front of them.

There is a tavern in this alley?

This is really strange.

But he went in anyway, just in time to see someone killing someone.

That person looked deeply at Li Yan, and said: "My name is Zhuo Zhuo, what's your name?"

Li Yan looked at Zhuo Zhuo and the sword in his hand, and said: "My name is Li Yan."

Zhuo Zhuo asked: "Are you here to see the theater or to the Zhao Dynasty?"

Li Yan said: "No, I want to drink."

Zhuo Zhuo cleared a table and sat down with Li Yan, they drank the wine, the wine was really delicious, and there was blood in it, but they didn't know if the blood was human or animal.

Li Yan got up, he was already drunk, and said: "Thank you for your hospitality, you can die today."

At the same time, the two pulled out their swords fiercely, and their swords stabbed together at the same time. There was chaos here, and the wine bottles fell to the ground everywhere. Their swords were really fierce.

Whizzing--

They are like shadows, shuttling around, where are they?

God saw that the sword had fallen into the beam of the house.

Li Yan's sword had already sliced ​​through Burning's throat.

But there is no blood.

Why is this?

Zhuo Zhuo smiled coldly and said, "Do you know this is an illusion?"

Broken.

The candles around here were lit up, and Li Yan below was breaking out in cold sweat.

Zhuo Zhuo had disappeared, and he returned to the Zhao Dynasty.

Shang Lue looked at the ashes-like house, the people inside must have died, Bo Xun was indeed dead, since he came here, he was burned to death by the witchcraft cast by Shang Lue.

Bo Xun vaguely remembered that Wei Zun also burned him with fire, but Wei Zun was already old and he couldn't move anymore, so this business plan came out of nowhere.

He is a demon, so he will not die, but he can regain his vitality, how long will it take?

A bald-headed monk came to him, looked at Bo Xun's soul, and sat down here. The mantra of the Flower Adornment Sutra made Bo Xun feel so painful.

But he can't go, he has become a ghost, how can he still live?

Seven ministers under the starry night, he was a little tired, looking at the sword in front of him, he secretly sighed how unlucky he was.

The man was dressed in black, he raised his head and said, "Do you know that there is a sword technique called no return?"

Qichen broke out in a cold sweat and said, "I know."

He said: "For someone like you who has died once, not returning to swordsmanship is your final return."

The breath of death keeps spreading, and the sky in the north has become cold.

The snow in the east is gradually melting, but it is still a little cold.

This cold sweat is not only cold, but also a lesion.

Qin Chuan looked deeply at the person in front, and said, "What's your name?"

"I'm not returning."

Qichen said: "This non-return is very powerful."

Qin Chuan said: "How powerful is it?"

With a move of the sword of no return, under the black clothes, is it a human or a ghost?

All I saw were black pants again.

How much does this person like black?

But the exposed hand is white, compared with the black, it looks like a pale hand, as black as the bottom of a pot.

clang--

Qin Chuan was shocked back, he sneered: "It's such a fierce sword."

Bugui said: "If you are not fierce, you will not be called no return."

Bugui is an invincible swordsman, but sometimes he can't be invincible. After all, he has a very important person. Shang Lue waved his hand. There is someone more in the distance, and he smiled at him.

It was homeless.

Wujia smiled at Bugui, and said, "I never thought we would be enemies."

No return sighs: "I thought we were best friends."

Homeless: "Of course, we are wandering all over the world, isn't it just to find a price?"

Bugui smiled and said: "But I have fallen into the deep sea and cannot extricate myself."

Wujiadao: "My friends, can you leave for a while, let me catch up with this old friend."

Shanglue and others left, and they came to a sunny place.

Although the sun was shining high in the sky, it was extremely cold.

Fengyue came in front of them holding a sword, Li Yan looked at Fengyue's sword and smiled a little.

But I don't know why this smile is. They are not from the same way, but they seem to have premeditated.

"That Fengyue sword seems to be a magic weapon."

"It goes without saying."

"He's still going to die."