All Heavens Planes

Wang Shujian pierced through the eyebrows of Old Monster Youquan, and the frozen blood river shattered at the same time.

The blood river Dafa that the Youquan old monster is proud of, and the god of splitting up tens of thousands of people, did not play any role.At this moment, it seems that he has met the real master, without the slightest resistance, he will collapse at the touch of a touch.

Wang Shujian's brown hilt was flickering bright and dark, with a hazy ray of light flickering.

Under the brilliance, the remaining body of the old monster Youquan and the broken blood river disintegrated at the same time, turning into a blood mist that scattered all over the sky, like continuous red clouds covering the sky.

Wang Shujian trembled slightly, and began to revolve rapidly around the blood mist.On the crystal clear sword body, a mysterious rune suddenly lit up.The runes were reflected in the void, emitting immeasurable precious light.

The runes shone in the precious light, and there was infinite suction power between light and dark. After it appeared, the blood mist all over the sky suddenly gathered.

Under the powerful power of this rune, the blood mist gathered became more and more dense, and then was continuously compressed.

During the refining process, strands of strangely shaped black air separated from the blood mist and slowly gathered together.

Vaguely, a vague figure seems to be formed in the black air, as if a living being is being conceived in it, and if it continues like this, it will be born one day.

Wang Shujian sensed the black air, the body of the sword trembled slightly, and suddenly let out a sword cry that pierced through the sky.Suddenly, the blade turned, and thousands of dazzling sword gangs burst out.

The sharp and sharp sword gangs criss-crossed, smashing the black energy gathered in one place into tens of millions.Then the sword gang split up and turned into countless sword qi that shot in all directions, sweeping away these scattered black qi and suppressing them separately so that they could not be gathered into one again.

These black auras are the resentment and hostility accumulated in the sea of ​​blood for more than a thousand years, together with the evil power obtained by the old monster Youquan from searching around, and finally formed the evil aura.

If you leave it alone, after many years, a peerless demon will surely grow out of this devilish energy!

Resentment, hostility, and evil spirits have never ceased since ancient times, and they will last forever.As long as there are living beings, the source of these demonic energy will not be cut off.

Even the divine sword Wangshu couldn't wipe it out, it could only be chopped up and sent to various places to suppress it with the spirit of the divine sword.With the passage of time, the good thoughts of the world can slowly resolve it.

After ten breaths, the massive blood mist covering the world was no longer visible.In this short period of time, it has been condensed by that rune and turned into five red crystals shining with precious light.

These five red crystals, no matter the shape or the energy contained in them, are the same as the three red crystals obtained by Han Chenyue refining the fundamental blood soul of the Youquan old monster in the mirror world.

The rest of the matter is gone, Wang Shujian will not stay here anymore.The sword edge turned a circle, rolled up the five crystals, turned them into a streamer again, and returned from the original path.

On Mount Emei, all eyes followed Han Chenyue's divine sword.

Under the eyes of everyone, Wang Shujian was like a feathered arrow chasing the clouds and chasing the moon, shooting straight into the bright moon that was just hanging high in the sky.

After a short period of silence, the bright moon disappeared and turned into red clouds all over the sky.Then a sword cry resounded through the sky, and Hongxia disappeared in an instant.After a short pause, a stream of light shot back.

Until Wang Shujian flew to the sky above Emei Fairy Mountain, the people on the mountain came back to their senses from the complicated scene.

Han Chenyue stretched out her hand to call, and Wang Shujian immediately sank into her body from her fingertips and disappeared.

Chen Chen's attention was always on Han Chenyue. When Han Chenyue put away his Wangshu sword, he also saw the five red crystals.Others don't know this thing, but he is very clear.

"Another five crystals containing dragon power..."

Chen Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and then he collected his mind, subdued all his emotional fluctuations, and stopped showing any more.But there was a strange feeling in my heart, like a thorn in my heart, which was both a threat and a vigilance.

Think of that Youquan old monster, who is also a generation of tyrannical monsters.But at the moment, it seems that they are just livestock raised by others.

When the time comes, they will be slaughtered wantonly, and they will end up dead.Everything has been refined into crystals containing Longwei.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Chen Chen wouldn't have believed it.The fate of the old monster Youquan was to be manipulated by others, and the curtain came to an end like this.

Who exactly plotted whom?Who will be calculated by whom?

Chen Chen had heard this kind of cliché a lot.But it was like listening to a story, but it was just a deaf ear, without any substantive feelings.

Calculating, these two words are just a word to him, nothing more.

But now, Chen Chen could be said to have witnessed the fate of the old monster Youquan being calculated.This is the conclusion he came to from his own experience and personal scrutiny.

Just imagine how ferocious the old monster Youquan is, he can frighten all heroes in the world with his own power.It is this kind of person who only realizes at the end that he has been plotted by others unknowingly, and his whole life is just a pawn.

He has always followed the established trajectory of others, and his final ending is not even as good as a mortal.

Ordinary people are tricked, and a corpse can still be left behind.But the old monster Youquan was out of his wits, and there was not even dross left after being calculated.

It wasn't until now that Chen Chen realized how terrifying people's hearts were in the world of practice.How dangerous it would be to be calculated by the strong.If you are not careful, you will end up completely destroyed like the old monster Youquan.Even reincarnation, there is no chance to start over.

"Han Mu..."

The real Baimei sighed softly, and he couldn't tell what it was like.Just now, with the help of the Haotian mirror, he had a peek at what happened in the distance.

For a long time, Baimei Daoist has unconsciously held a glimmer of hope for the old monster Youquan, hoping that one day he will rein in the precipice and change his ways for the better.Otherwise, in these thousand years, the real Baimei would have too many opportunities to snipe and kill the old monster Youquan.

Although the real Baimei didn't take action in person, the old monster Youquan is gone.Everything is empty after death, and this grievance can be regarded as an end.

Master Baimei took a deep breath, calmed down his thoughts and got rid of all distracting thoughts, stepped forward to pay respects to Han Chenyue, and said solemnly, "On behalf of Emei, thank you senior for taking the initiative to save us from future troubles."

Han Chenyue glanced at the white-browed real person, and said in a low tone, "Just a secluded spring, such a cultivation level can stir up wind and clouds and chaos in the world. Today's practice world is really in decline.

When Master Baimei heard this, his expression froze immediately, the expression on his face became very tangled, he opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.