Chapter 234 (2/2)
”I,” Shen Zhenyi's sincere tone, did not evade this question, ”is just a passer-by.”
”Passers by?”
Dazu did not understand.
Yu Dashao is also confused, but he finds that zining Jun's body is obviously tense, as if the muscles of his whole body are tightened up.
Shen Zhenyi is still in a light explanation, ”I just pursue the person of the supreme sword, occasionally pass by here, fate hand over, just take your sword.”
”The emperor of the moon has bound the world for three thousand years. It is too decadent. It should perish. You don't have to have too much regret.”
Over the past three thousand years, martial arts have not been allowed to advance in an inch, and the highest level has not been broken through. Of course, the great moon emperor, which blocked the martial arts of the world and planted seeds of martial arts, had to bear the responsibility.
”If I can't continue to climb, I will only fall apart, even degenerate. The eight cultivation world has reached the critical point. If you go on like this, you may be divided into nine secluded places, and then your sins will be even greater! ”
If the whole world can not rise, it will inevitably breed corruption, gradually centrifugal, and finally scattered into the lowest nine secluded places.
In fact, if the nine secluded places are not allowed to rise for a long time, they may even be swallowed up by darkness and turned into chaos.
The so-called sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat.
Hearing the cold sweat, Dazu arched his hand and said, ”Prince Shen, wake up the people in your dream by saying a word. If the eight repairs of the world were degenerate, the emperor of the moon would be guilty. Today, he lost to the master's hand, and 3000 years of accumulation was destroyed once, which is also a deserved reward!”
When a man is dying, his words are good.
Of course, Taizu of the moon has been dead for 3000 years, but his remnant soul is attached to the descendants of later generations, and it is not until now that it is completely disappeared.He bowed to salute, his body slowly turned into smoke and dust, dissipated between heaven and earth!
The sword fell for nine days, which was beyond the limit that he could bear. No matter whether Shen Zhenyi died under the sword, he could not continue to survive.
”How beautiful...”
Dazu greedily stretched out his hand and pointed to the moon eye in the sky. Unfortunately, he couldn't reach it.
”It's over.”
Shen Zhenyi drops his hand, looks at the white ground all around, and sighs gently.
Three thousand years of the great moon Dynasty, so disappeared.
Perhaps there are still blood vessels left, which can continue to be brilliant in the future, but the sky that has been suppressed on the eight cultivation world martial arts practitioners - from today on, it no longer exists!
He stood with his hands tied and looked at the perfect moon eye in the sky.
There is a mystery hidden in the circulation of brilliance.
”It's over. It's about time.”
When he came back from the secret place, he wanted to interrogate the emperor of the moon and order them to change. But now, the emperor is gone, and their spiritual sustenance and the remains of Taizu have disappeared. Of course, there is no need to say this.
A new era has begun.
The only one waiting for him is the battle of abandoned sword villa.
Shen Zhenyi turned his head and said, ”would you like to go back with me? Or, you can go back to Ziyan sect. I will return the truth of Zifeng Huanluan to the contemporary patriarch. She should also need your advice. ”
Purple Ning Jun shook his head, ”where do you go, where I go.”
Four hundred years of real fantasy years, she has developed a clear and transparent glass heart.
Ziyanzong, for her, has been a matter of the previous life, many memories have been blurred.
Her only thought now is to firmly follow Shen Zhenyi and never allow him to leave without saying goodbye.
”Good.”
Shen Zhenyi nodded and agreed, ”in this case, we will return to abandon sword villa together.”
He looked at the distant sky in the frightful air, ”the last battle, at that time!”
Zheng!
As if in response to his words, the distant room came a fierce knife Ming.
This is the sound of the blade in the sheath!
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