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Chapter 66 Dust Against the Sky

He saw that his body was falling backwards and landed on the Wuhen sword.

His spirit slowly floated up and reached the top of Mo Qianqiu's head.

Mo Qianqiu looked resolute, and the spiritual energy around him was surging like a tight whirlpool.

And Mo Qianqiu's sword array is on the tip of the sword, because there is no spirit in the array, it is only about the size of a grain of rice.

Under the crouching heavy owl sword array, it is like dust against the sky.

Without hesitation, Lu Xiaochan charged into Mo Qianqiu's sword array.

The moment of entering the battle, there is no pain at all, as if entering another unfettered, free and spacious world.

He shares the same feelings as Mo Qianqiu.

Mo Qianqiu used to be young and unrestrained, distressed and melancholy trapped by the Vientiane lock, suddenly enlightened when he was instructed by Li Che, and comfortable and comfortable touring the East Ruins with Li Che, even in the end he could only watch Li Che die. The pain and self-reproach all became Lu Xiaochan's emotions.

Thousands of years ago, Lu Xiaochan was not the only one who experienced life and death.

The same is true for Mo Qianqiu.

Losing the person you want to protect the most, isn't it the pain of karma?

Today, let you and I protect each other with our lives!

Mo Qianqiu let out a low growl, closed his eyes, and didn't look at the sword formation formed by the mobs, just to keep his heart from being trapped by the opponent.

In his sea of ​​pills, huge waves surged upwards, enveloping Lu Xiaochan's spirit, breaking through the shackles. It was not a struggle, not for proof, and not for a victory or conquest, but for going to the place where he would not be defeated. A place where attachment is trapped.

He knew too well why Mofu started this fight in front of Lu Xiaochan.

Because Mo Fu knew that witnessing Lu Xiaochan disappearing with his own eyes was Mo Qianqiu's greatest obsession!

After the battle between immortals and demons, for countless days and nights, Mo Qianqiu wondered what would happen if he went to Wujingtian back then?Will Xiao Chan sacrifice her life for righteousness?How painful is Chaos Karma?

This is his biggest shackle for thousands of years, preventing him from rushing into the realm of the general trend forever.

But today, Mofu wanted him to feel the pain of the past again, but what Lu Xiaochan gave him was the courage to face up to his own persistence!

So what if you have an obsession?

I am grateful for my obsession, and I want to protect him so much, so I will be stronger than every one of me before!

The heavy Jun sword array came overwhelmingly, and Lu Xiaochan's spirit rushed out of the Qianqiu sword array!

In this confrontation, the aura was mighty and majestic, and the Chong Jun sword was unstoppable, constantly destroying Lu Xiaochan's spirit.

Mo Qianqiu held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, and pushed hard on the hilt with his left hand, and the spirit energy continuously clung to his sword and rushed into the sword array.

Lu Xiaochan's soul body was destroyed by the Chongjun sword formation, and Mo Qianqiu restored him.

However, the aura of the mountains, rivers and lands was also being sucked into the Chongjun sword array more and more fiercely, as if thousands of mountains were roaring!

Lu Xiaochan's soul body was about to be pushed back into the formation eyes, and Mo Qianqiu's spiritual energy was about to be exhausted.

He didn't want to regret it anymore, and he didn't want to imagine countless "what ifs".

If the aura is exhausted, the flesh and bones will regenerate the aura!

Mo Qianqiu almost gnawed his teeth into pieces, his fingers holding the sword hilt trembled, and his phalanges were also shattered by his aura.

Mo Qianqiu was suppressed by the bridle and stepped back suddenly. It happened that Lu Xiaochan was lying on the Wuhen sword, and the back of his hand lightly touched Mo Qianqiu's back.

A weak touch is the most powerful support.

Mo Fu's talent is very high, and his cultivation base is nearly a thousand years higher than Mo Qianqiu's. He knows that no matter how many times he fights Mo Fu on Wenxiantai, the result will be the same.

But this time is different, the little cicada is here.

No matter how many years have passed, Lu Xiaochan is still Lu Xiaochan, never evading, not retreating, not giving in, life and death are calm.

Mo Fu smiled and said: "Qianqiu, your Danhai is getting weaker and weaker. Because of the breath you took at the beginning, you will never see me again, and you will be in trouble today! If you are persistent, you will run out of fuel and burn out!" "

Mo Qianqiu's inner breath was chaotic, as if a mountain was carried on his shoulders.

But this heavy, he can bear it!

People in the world say that his Qianqiu Sword is a magic sword in the righteous way, because it borrows the soul of all living things.

But they don't know that Qianqiu Sword's real name is Yulingjian, which doesn't refer to controlling the creatures in the world, but to follow them!

Mo Qianqiu sighed in his heart—Xiaochan, it's not a big deal to admit that he is weak.

"Did you know that when I borrowed Xiaochan's spirit, I borrowed the power of the world's water?"

Mo Qianqiu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Fu with the corners of his mouth curled up.

At that moment, Mo Fu's eyebrows trembled. In the darkness, the waves were rolling, as if they were about to defy the sky!

When the rivers and seas converge, thousands of waters return to the Yuan.

Lu Xiaochan's soul body was filled with water, like a vast ocean pouring down, withstood the Chongjun sword array.

And Mo Qianqiu's sword array changed instantly, and its power increased by leaps and bounds.

No matter how powerful the mountains and rivers are, how can they defeat Lu Xiaochan who is one with Mo Qianqiu?

Mo Qianqiu borrowed Lu Xiaochan's spirit, and Lu Xiaochan felt the same with the world's waters. The Qianqiu Sword, which could only control the spirit of living beings, borrowed Lu Xiaochan to have the world's waters.

The water is boundless, the more it is intercepted and blocked, the more ferocious it will be.

Mo Qianqiu's already exhausted Danhai seemed to be pouring into an endless river, and his body couldn't bear it, so he rushed out violently.

It was the first time Mo Qianqiu used such a sword formation, and the waves were turbulent and varied.

He has practiced for more than a thousand years, and others say that he is willful and reckless, but how many people know what is in his heart and what he wants?

Xiaochan, thank you for making me really feel at ease!

Mo Qianqiu's palm pushed on the hilt of the sword, and the majestic formation rushed away. Lu Xiaochan's spirit was wrapped in a huge wave, and rushed into the Chongjun sword formation without restraint!

Mo Fu only felt the impact of the irreversible general trend, without the slightest murderous intent, but it swept the world, penetrated into the general trend of the mountains and rivers he borrowed, passed by gracefully, and the Chongjun sword array was broken!

Mofu opened his eyes wide, watching Lu Xiaochan's soul body coming towards him, rushing into his body, detaining the demon king Luli, and dragging him out of his body.

Mo Fu raised his head, as if he saw the sky full of stars from the endless void, and then lost his strength and fell down.

Lu Li struggled desperately, Mo Qianqiu provoked the sword flower, and Lu Xiaochan's spirit quickly returned to the sword formation.

Mo Qianqiu flew away with Yujian, and with a sweep of the horizontal sword, a sword array flew out obliquely, intending to split the entire hopeless land.

Lu Li was trapped in the formation for an instant, Mo Qianqiu clasped the hilt of his sword tightly, and stroked his fingertips from the sword body to the sword body. The spirit of Lu Xiaochan in the sword formation changed instantly, and the water rushed out from the formation's eyes again. Thousands of horses rushed forward, and the trembling of the Hopeless Land made the Chongluan Palace tens of thousands of miles above tremble.

Killing Li turned into endless murderous aura, but was divided by the flood of water, screaming and screaming, and finally refined by Mo Qianqiu in one go.

The unstoppable aura of the sword array surged around, and finally condensed into a dark blue panacea. Mo Qianqiu raised the sword, and it just landed on the tip of the sword.

He exerted a little force with his fingertips, and the spirit pill rolled down from the tip of the sword and was blocked by the hilt.

Picking up this elixir, Mo Qianqiu flicked the sword lightly, and said in a low voice: "Return to spirit!"

Lu Xiaochan, who was lying on the Wuhen sword, gasped and opened her eyes suddenly.

It was still dark all around, only Mo Qianqiu's aura was as bright as the bright moon in the dark night.

Lu Xiaochan rubbed his eyes, Mo Qianqiu came to his side, supported his back, and helped him up.

"Are you OK?"

It was rare to see Mo Qianqiu look so nervous.

Lu Xiaochan looked at him for a while and said, "Who are you?"

Mo Qianqiu was shocked, and touched Lu Xiaochan's forehead: "This is the first time I have borrowed the spirit of a living person. Is your spirit damaged? Or is there something wrong with my resurrection?"

Lu Xiaochan stared blankly at Mo Qianqiu, and Mo Qianqiu pressed him into his arms: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Lu Xiaochan's chin rested on Mo Qianqiu's shoulder, but her gaze was on the bridle held by the heavy Jun sword in the distance.

He turned his face sideways, angry like a gossamer.

After all, he has been occupied by the demon king Luli for so many years, and he has been hollowed out long ago. Even if he is not dead, his cultivation base of these years will be abolished.

Mo Fu looked at Mo Qianqiu's back, and seemed to be in tears. He wanted to say something, but he didn't have the energy.

Seeing his current appearance, Lu Xiaochan didn't have any sympathy for some reason.

Probably because, in Lu Xiaochan's view, right and wrong are judged by others, but for oneself there is only a difference between what is not necessary and what is necessary.

Mo Fu cared too much about other people's opinions, lost his heart, and lost everything.

Suddenly, Lu Xiaochan was hit hard on the back of the head.

Mo Qianqiu's displeased voice sounded: "You brat, how long are you going to pretend? I know you're fine!"

"Eh? How do you know I'm fine?" Lu Xiaochan straightened her back, staring at Mo Qianqiu with round eyes.

"I borrowed your soul to enter the sword formation. The power of the sword formation is so great, which shows that your cultivation base is profound! Confronting the heavy owl sword, you are not afraid of mountains, rivers and lands! What can you do?"

Mo Qianqiu stood up with the sword, Lu Xiaochan lost the strength to support himself and almost fell, but fortunately Wuhenjian came to support him.

"Little Cicada, we have to rush back to Chongluan Palace... Have you also refined a demon king?"

"That's right, it even turned into Wu Xia's brother to confuse me!"

Mentioning this, Lu Xiaochan was still very upset.

"Turned into Shu Wuxia? It seems that you have a lot of thoughts about Shu Wuxia that you shouldn't have in your daily life!" Mo Qianqiu was delighted.

Lu Xiaochan was unhappy: "What do you mean by 'thoughts you shouldn't have'! He is mine in the first place. He is my person in life, and he has to come back to be my person after death. Naturally, I can think anything about him Yes!" Lu Xiaochan took it for granted, "But what does that demon king feed on? How does it know how to turn into Wu Xia's brother?"

"That's the demon king who feeds on sex thoughts—Mi Yi."

"What ant?" Lu Xiaochan leaned over her head and asked.

"The 'extra' in the melodious sound, and the charming 'Yi'." Mo Qianqiu seemed to be laughing at Lu Xiaochan's ignorance.

"I'm blind, I haven't learned how to read!"

Mo Qianqiu was too lazy to chat with him, and showed his seriousness: "Since the two great demon kings are out, it seems that the evil formation under Chongluan Palace is unusual. We must rush back immediately and let everyone leave!"

"Come on, the people in Xiyuan don't believe what you said at all. They thought you were deliberately revenge!"

Mo Qianqiu came to Mofu's side, the aura of Chong Xiaojian became weaker and weaker, Mo Qianqiu lowered his body, grabbed Mofu's collar with one hand, pinched his cheek, and wanted to feed something into his mouth .

Lu Xiaochan was in a hurry: "Wait! Wait! Are you going to give... this guy the spirit pill you refined to refine the demon king Luli? I won't allow it!"

Mo Qianqiu took out a small porcelain bottle from his belt, and put a pill into Fufu's mouth.

"This is the elixir that you refined from the white hydrangeas back then. It can save his life. Let's take Fu back and let him speak for himself!"

"That's good. Where's the panacea you refined?" Lu Xiaochan shot at him.

Mo Qianqiu pressed it into Lu Xiaochan's hand indifferently, and said, "You are the only one who is greedy..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaochan pressed it into Mo Qianqiu's mouth, and patted it with spiritual energy to prevent him from spitting it out. The elixir just entered Mo Qianqiu's inner palace.

"You...what are you doing..." Mo Qianqiu looked at Lu Xiaochan in surprise.

"Hey, eat!" Lu Xiaochan patted Mo Qianqiu's chest with the back of his hand, "I thought you'd just entered the realm of the general trend! I didn't expect that the cultivation base has improved a lot, but the realm has not changed. Hurry up Take a panacea to make up for it!"

Mo Qianqiu lowered his head and sighed: "I was originally..."

"It was originally left for me! I think you take this panacea, it is more effective than me. I am a lazy person, I would rather sleep than practice, and I have brother Wuxia by my side. But you don't It’s the same! When you encounter such a dangerous situation again, you can’t borrow my spirit every time. But I don’t feel relieved if you borrow other people’s spirits!”

"What are you worried about?"

"Worrying that the person next to you doesn't trust you enough, isn't strong enough, doesn't protect you like you want to protect him."

Mo Qianqiu smiled indifferently: "How can there be so many Lu Xiaochans in the world? One period and one meeting can't be asked for."

After finishing speaking, Mo Qianqiu carried the bridle on his shoulder with one hand, and his heavy Jun sword with the other, and went up.

Lu Xiaochan Yujian followed behind him.

"Qianqiu, there is a question I've been wanting to ask you for an answer." Mo Fu asked.

"You ask." Mo Qianqiu said in a frank voice.

"Do you hate me?"

The wind poured down from the top of his head, and Mo Qianqiu's hair rose in disorder.

"No. I'm just disappointed in you."

Mo Fu smiled helplessly: "In your heart, Mr. Li Che is the most perfect. But where is there any perfect person in this world? It's just that he left you before he had time to disappoint you..."

Mo Qianqiu chuckled: "I lost to you in the Sendai battle. I told you 'I didn't do it'. You said 'sorry' to me. Do you remember?"

"...Remember...I will never forget it for the rest of my life..."

Mo Qianqiu turned around and said to Lu Xiaochan who was behind him: "Xiaochan, if you asked about the Battle of Sendai back then, you were a scorpion, would you win against me?"

"Yes! It's just the outcome, no need to let the water go!" Lu Xiaochan raised her voice, "But the outcome is the outcome! I won you, but I will tell the world that I believe in you! Since people in the world decide right and wrong by winning or losing, Then I will win all the people in the world to see who doesn't believe in you!"

Mo Fu was stunned for a moment, and finally relieved.

In Mo Qianqiu's heart, winning or losing is never important, neither is his reputation.

What he wants, Mo Fu has never understood.

The Chongluan Palace above thousands of miles trembled three times, as if it was about to fall from the cliff. Some sects were so worried that they had already resigned and wanted to leave the Chongluan Palace.

Miaochen Yuanjun raised his head, frowning, watching the spirit butterflies in Chongluan Palace scattered in fright.

"Linshuang, something big may happen in the hopeless land. If it's not that the evil people in the devil city want to come out of the ground crack, or there are people rushing to the big situation. Come with me to investigate!"

Miaochen Yuanjun infiltrated the spiritual energy under the Chongluan Palace, and sensed the inextricable evil spirits, as well as the shock caused by Lu Xiaochan and Mo Qianqiu's battle with the Demon Lord.

"Yes." Ye Linshuang nodded.

Just as the two were about to wield their swords, Lord Shen Jie and Lord Qingwei both rushed over.

"Jianzong, please stay! Our uncle Zhenjun Faning and junior brother Zhaolan are gone!" Lord Shen Jie said.

"Mo Qianqiu and his disciples also disappeared without a trace! The turmoil in the Chongluan Palace, and the demon city under the Xiyuan Earthquake are about to move, maybe it's all related to their disappearance!" Qingwei Jun also said.

Miaochen Yuanjun thought for a moment, and said: "You Xiyuan chose to hold the sword, who proposed it?"

"It's Master Fanning Zhenjun! The three of us brothers and sisters are at odds, and he has a headache!"

"Then Master Uncle started the battle of Xiantai this time!"

Miaochen Yuanjun narrowed his eyes: "Something is wrong. Linshuang, follow me into the land of hopelessness immediately!"

"Yes, Master."

"Jian Zong, you are the highest cultivation level in Chongluan Palace, and all sects look up to you. If you all leave, this place will really be in chaos!" Lord Qingwei begged Miaochen Yuanjun to stay again.

Miaochen Yuanjun turned his face sideways, his calm gaze suddenly sharpened.

"Ask the Battle of Sendai, is this an excuse for you to lure the leaders and elites of the various sects? Now I find out that there is a change in the hopeless place under the Chongluan Palace, but you prevent me from going to investigate. What is the conspiracy!"

Miaochen Yuanjun's aura soared, and the pure spirit wind suddenly rose, shaking Shen Jiejun and Qingwei Jun out.

"If you don't tell the truth again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ye Linshuang turned the scabbard upside down, revealing the blade of the Linshuang sword, the cold air spread all over the sky, and the ice crystals and frost flowers were looming.

Lord Qingwei and Lord Shen Jie immediately drew out their swords, trying to restrain Ye Linshuang's Ninglong sword formation.

However, Ye Linshuang's cultivation was higher than the two of them. Frost flowers flew out, and countless sword arrays fell with the frost flowers. Among the blood and bones, you must not break free.

The two of them were overwhelmed, and finally forced Ye Linshuang's sword array out of his body, and the two of them joined forces to block the path of Yuanjun Miaochen.

Miaochen Yuanjun didn't take them seriously at all, and just said lightly: "Xiyuan's disciples are really useless."

She raised her sleeves, and with a wave, the aura turned into a sharp arrow, breaking through the sword array of the two.

Ye Linshuang followed Miaochen Yuanjun and came out with the sword, but found that the void was displaced, and they could not reach the exit of Chongluan Palace.

"They really don't want us to leave."

Yuanjun Miaochen suddenly raised his arm, and pressed Ye Linshuang to his back, a spiritual energy came from him, even if Yuanjun Miaochen avoided it, the clothes turned up all over his body were still torn apart by this spiritual energy .

"Who!" Ye Linshuang was about to activate the sword array, when a figure suddenly appeared, even Miaochen Yuanjun didn't react.

The opponent's hand snapped onto the hilt of the Linshuang sword, and pressed down, pressing the Linshuang sword back into the scabbard.

Ye Linshuang suddenly realized that the opponent's purpose was not to sneak attack Miaochen Yuanjun, but him!

"senior--"

Miaochen Yuanjun opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he saw Shu Wuxia clasped Ye Linshuang's shoulder with one hand, turned around, touched Miaochen's shoulder with his toes, and jumped up.

Miaochen Yuanjun immediately drew out his sword, the red sword body seemed to be surrounded by rays of light, and instantly the entire void was scorched by flames, a sword formation chased away without a gap, and a phoenix flew out from the sword formation, approaching Shu Wuxia's heart.

Shu Wucha flicked his fingers back, and another sword array appeared on his back, and the cloud morphed out, submerging the phoenix.

Miao Chen quickly changed the sword array, but Shu Wuxi had already passed through the void and disappeared.

Just as Shu Wuxi rushed out of the void, Xiyuan's ground cracked beneath him, and the Hopeless Land seemed to open its mouth, ready to jump up and engulf the world.

Lushu flew over, Shu Wuxia carried Ye Linshuang, sat on Lushu's back, and headed towards the cliff opposite Chongluan Palace.

There was a man in white and long gown, who was particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

That is Lianyue Yuanjun.

When Lushu landed in front of him, Lianyue Yuanjun smiled.

"Sure enough, if you want to bring people out, only you, senior, can do it." Lian Yue Yuanjun bowed his body and saluted.

Shu Wucha threw Ye Linshuang away, and Lianyue Yuanjun stretched out his hand to catch it firmly.

"Uncle! Why are you! What do you want to do!"

Ye Linshuang pushed Lianyue Yuanjun, but Lianyue Yuanjun remained motionless.

"Do you know about the changes in the Hopeless Land? Master, what exactly do you want to do?"

Lianyue Yuanjun smiled without answering, took out a nine-turn Qiankun treasure box from his sleeve, and threw it to Shu Wuxia.

"This is the treasure that controls the void in the Chongluan Palace. Lu Xiaochan is just under the void, a place of no hope. I deliberately set up many obstacles so that he would not fall directly into the demon city. But there must be a demon king there Find his whereabouts."

Ye Linshuang was shocked: "How did Lu Xiaochan go to a hopeless place?"

"You open the void for them, let them come back from the hopeless land. Leave here, don't look back." Lianyue Yuanjun raised his hand and threw the lock fairy silk, "Give it back to you!"

Shu Wuxia caught Suoxianling, looked at Lianyue Yuanjun and said, "You don't want him to watch you sacrifice yourself, but have you ever thought that he would like to live and die with you?"

"Is this the experience of seniors?" Lianyue Yuanjun smiled, "Seniors never care about these trivial matters."

Shu Wuxia didn't answer him, but turned around and left immediately.

Ye Linshuang, however, broke free from Lianyue Yuanjun's embrace when he was looking at Shu Wuxia's back, and instantly drew out his sword, pointing directly at Lianyue Yuanjun's brow.

"Uncle! I know that being enchanted is also a torment for you! As long as you come back to Nanlijingtian, we will help you!"

"Linshuang, I have a question that I've always wanted to ask you." Lianyue Yuanjun pursed her lips and smiled.

Everything in the world was eclipsed in Ye Linshuang's eyes.

"what?"

Ye Feng hunted, but couldn't stop Ye Linshuang from walking towards Lianyue Yuanjun step by step.