Chapter 368 The Sword Returns to its Sheath
On the top of Mount Tai, in front of the passage between the two realms.
Su Qingchan slowly closed her eyes and disappeared.
The breeze blew away her body, leaving only a green sword lying on the spot.
The last sword she cultivated failed to appear after all.
At this moment, both worlds felt something.
The old man Mo Puppet looked at Mount Tai in the distance and sighed: "It's a pity. If we give her another hundred years, she may be able to reach the point of extinction and rebirth."
With the same physique, he could best understand Su Qingchan.
Under Mount Tai, a dim sword light appeared, flying from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The person who transformed into the sword light was a woman in a white dress.
Jiang Mengjun, Su Qingchan's junior sister.
When Chu Liang first entered Shu, he met four Jian Sect disciples, and she was one of them.
She has little strength and is not even a martial arts master. She came here just to take away Su Qingchan's sword and bury it properly.
"Sister, you can obviously enter the inheritance world and avoid this disaster..."
Jiang Mengjun's eyes were filled with tears and his expression was sad as he picked up the cyan sword.
In fact, many monks can avoid this disaster.
Old Mo Puppet and Su Qingchan could do it, and among the other 999 monks, some with special immortal ways could also avoid it, but they didn't avoid it.
The purpose of becoming an immortal is to be free and happy. What's the point of living an ignorant life?
"Senior sister, let's go back to Peach Blossom Forest."
Jiang Mengjun held the long sword, suppressing his sadness, transformed into sword light, and flew down the mountain top.
At this point, no one is guarding the top of Mount Tai anymore.
On the other side of the passage, many monks from the Yinhun Sect breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dead, finally dead, a good death!"
"Finally I can go down to the next level!"
"Who goes first?"
"..."
The monks looked at each other for a few times, with alertness in their eyes.
After what happened before, they already have a shadow on the lower world. What if another strong man appears?
Finally, a Jindan elder took action and imprisoned several Qi-training disciples. He threw them into the passage regardless of their begging for mercy.
After the few qi-training disciples passed by, they were not attacked or killed. In addition, Wu Luoyue kept urging them, so the monks no longer hesitated.
"We will form a formation first and form a small formation to cross the border."
"When we reach the top of Mount Tai, form a large formation to protect the exit of the passage until everyone crosses the boundary, and then start killing."
"good!"
They no longer dared to cross the border alone and began to form formations one after another.
On the top of Mount Tai, light shines.
One after another, figures appeared.
Every Yinhun Sect monk is extremely vigilant and no longer as arrogant as before. They form a large formation as soon as they cross the boundary to prevent the monks from this world from attacking and killing them.
In the end, most of the Yinhun Sect monks came across the border, leaving only a handful of people guarding the sect.
"No one has been attacking me, and I haven't noticed any special immortal power. It seems that there are really no more immortals in this lower world."
"Haha, I was worrying too much!"
The monks gradually relaxed their vigilance, and there were more smiles on their faces.
They stood on the top of Mount Tai, looking down at the earth. The murderous intent and greed in their eyes became more intense, as if they were seeing pieces of delicious flesh and blood.
The entire world was once again shrouded in terrifying murderous aura.
The sky is red, and the sky is dyed red with blood.
The human world is extremely depressing.
The warriors from all the top forces all looked solemn and had the consciousness to die.
"Unexpectedly, the last sword of my life will be swung at the immortal!" In the Golden Knife Villa, a young junior whispered, "The ancestors and your majesties have tried their best, it's my turn to take action!"
"The Great Imperial Master can kill immortals with the power of mortals, so can we!" An old priest roared in the capital.
"Everyone, all the seniors of our Tianshan Sect are fighting against the immortals. How can we, the younger generation, let them down?" the current leader of the Tianshan Sect shouted.
“What’s the fear of death?”
"war!"
All over the world, the fighting spirit to die was so surging that even the blood light in the sky was dispersed.
On Mount Tai, many immortals felt this fighting spirit and couldn't help but laugh.
No matter how much mundane things are, they are still ants.
The immortal who was hammered to death by the great master was just too arrogant and stayed in the Chinese army's tent, causing himself to be trapped in the formation.
"Since they all want to die so much, then I will satisfy them!"
At this moment, their cold arrogance and cruelty returned again.
A foundation-building deacon sneered: "Hey, I'm going to cut off their flesh and blood inch by inch, listen to their screams, and make their hearts collapse!"
"That Tianshan sect is the most arrogant, let's take action on them. When I push their sect leader to his knees, I'll see if they still dare to fight!"
"Okay, I also have this intention!"
Many Yinhun Sect monks nodded and planned to completely destroy the Tianshan Sect.
They formed a large formation, surrounded by thick ghost mist, surging evil spirits, and howling ghosts, like a group of fierce ghosts from the netherworld.
Each monk's eyes flashed with cruelty, as if they had seen the tragic collapse of the Tianshan Sect.
But at this moment...
Under Mount Tai.
In Jiang Mengjun's arms, the already silent green cicada sword suddenly came out of its sheath.
"Zheng——"
A sword chant resounded throughout the world!
The long sword seemed to have a spirit, soaring into the sky, slashing out a vast and boundless sword energy of annihilation!
The immortals were frightened, their faces turned pale with horror, and they were like ants under the majestic sword energy. They didn't even have time to scream, and they all exploded, leaving only broken blood and bones scattered between the heaven and the earth.
The last sword energy that Su Qingchan had cultivated was finally unleashed!
Under this sword, all the Yinhun Sect monks were wiped out at the same time!
There was a flash of sword light, and the long sword returned to its sheath.
"Senior sister..."
Jiang Mengjun shed tears and was extremely sad.
She could feel the last breath of the sword dissipate.
…
Above the sky, Wu Luoyue's eyes were about to burst.
"No!"
This sword shattered all his hopes.
The entire Yinhun Sect's monks were almost killed by Su Qingchan alone.
Below, Liu Puppet yelled and cursed: "How come there are so many freaks in this world? I shouldn't have come today!"
Wu Luoyue was shocked and angry: "Sect Master Liu, do you want to leave?"
"Wu Luoyue, I can't beat this puppet. If you don't leave, I'm afraid I will be turned into a puppet by him!" Liu Puppet shouted.
"Sect Leader Liu is right. Today's situation has exceeded my expectations." Fan Xiefeng said. He also had plans to leave and did not want to get involved in this muddy water again.
"no!"
Wu Luoyue was anxious and angry, and said: "You two, you promised in advance and signed the immortal contract, how can you just leave?"
Liu Puppet shouted: "I have helped you for so long, and I have a clear conscience. At worst, I will return all your things to you!"
"How could this be so?" Wu Luoyue became even more anxious.
As soon as these two people leave, the Yuanying elders of their respective sects will also leave.
At that time, Wu Luoyue was the only one left. If he didn't use his trump card, he would be unable to resist the entire human world.
Fan Xiefeng suddenly said: "Wu Luoyue, it's not impossible for us to stay, but you must tell us what secrets the Yinhun Sect hides in this world?"