MTL - Xianzun is Collapsing Every Day-Chapter 85 Falling stars

Leng's obsession was so deep, Mu Chuihan thought that even if he didn't fall into a demon, he would definitely be unstable. Unexpectedly, Leng Hao not only had pure spiritual power, but his cultivation level even jumped from Yufeng Realm to Happy Realm in one fell swoop.

Obsessions are easy to generate demons. If you completely fall into demons, you will be abandoned by heaven. No matter how diligent your cultivation is, you will never be able to achieve a perfect state of mind.

And Leng Hao directly skipped the questioning mood, which made Mu Chuihan couldn't help but be surprised, he obviously shouldn't...

"I was surprised to see me?" Leng's voice was no longer as weak as usual, but it still had a bit of gloomy meaning.

"No, I am even more surprised that you have passed the questioning state of mind." Mu Chuihan did not hide his surprise, but directly said his doubts.

"What?" Lingguang walked on Leng's sword, he stroked the edge of the sword with his fingers, and said softly: "Ask your mood, so many monks who cultivate the ruthless Tao rely on killing the closest people to prove their Taoism to heaven. , Didn't they all pass safely? Xianzun thinks that I can't do it alone?"

As he spoke, he smiled coldly, but his smile was full of ridicule.

"That's not what I meant." Mu Chuihan told the truth: "Of course, if you don't think so, I can't help it."

"The way of heaven is fair, Immortal Venerable, are you right?" Leng Li smiled and threw the question to Mu Chuihan.

Mu Chuihan looked at him and smiled, "Yes."

For most monks of the right way, the way of heaven is indeed just. Since repairing the ruthless way can get through the questioning state of mind, how can the way of heaven not tolerate a few rare infatuated people?

Leng Ran entered the Dao because of his deep affection for his wife, but now the organization is calculating, but Dao Xin has never dissipated.

Even, the stronger the desire for revenge for his wife, the more chaotic the world of immortal cultivation is, the more determined this desire is.

And for the past hundred years, he has controlled the old devil in the demon world while keeping a low profile and suppressing his cultivation, and it is only today that he has shown his true strength.

Although Mu Chuihan did not agree with Leng's actions, he had to admit that for his wife, Leng's had already achieved the ultimate.

"But what's the point now?" Actually, it's not that Mu Chuihan couldn't understand Lengchao, but he still tried his best to act sane and tried to persuade him, "Even if you really kill us all, Madam will be invisible. ."

When Leng Duo heard his words, his smile deepened a little, and he looked a little happy: "Who said... I want to kill you all?"

Although he said that, in an instant, the spirit sword was pointed at the monks who were struggling with Jiuying. The monks had no time to separate their bodies, and were preparing to resist the blow, but they saw a flash of light that blocked Leng Hao's sword.

Mu Chuihan pulled out his sword and blocked in front of everyone, smiling: "Xianjun Leng, please advise."

It was clearly a situation where life and death were at stake, but Mu Chuihan said it lightly, as if he was just going to have a small discussion with Leng Hao.

Ye Tingjiang's eyes never left Mu Chuihan's side, Mu Chuihan turned around and looked at him briefly.

"Don't worry." Ye Tingjiang's voice transmission sounded clearly in Mu Chuihan's ears.

He pulled away to fight Leng Hao, and the pressure on the monks to fight Jiuying increased sharply. But the tacit understanding between Ye Tingjiang and Mu Chuihan was enough for them to unanimously make the best choice for now.

Instead of letting the uncertain factor of Leng Ran aside, let him and Mu Chuihan fight alone. At least in this way, their situation against Jiuying can barely be controlled.

Facing Mu Chuihan's invitation to fight, Leng Hao just took back his spirit sword and smiled: "Xianzun is very different from what I knew before."

Mu Chuihan said leisurely: "With each other, isn't Xianjun Lengxian also different?"

Leng Li didn't deny it, nodded and said: "I used to think that Immortal Venerable did not understand human love, but unexpectedly, I saw something interesting in the imperial city."

"Xianzun is very unusual to Lord Tingyun." Leng Hao said playfully.

"Is Xianjun Leng Xian avoiding the battle?" Mu Chuihan did not follow Leng Xian's topic. Although he really wanted to talk about his story with Ye Tingjiang for a day and a night, being taken away by Leng Li at this time was tantamount to courting death, and he had to find his rhythm as soon as possible.

Leng Xun raised the spirit sword slantingly: "Xianzun misunderstood."

Mu Chuihan didn't continue their rude ritual, and took the lead unceremoniously. The star-studded sword was unsheathed, and the blue robe flew above the sea of ​​blood.

Leng Hao is dressed in white, and the same clothes are flying. If you ignore the blood red that meets the sky and the sea, it seems to be just an elegant and immortal competition.

The two long swords shone with aura, and the sword lights collided, causing a thousand waves of blood.

Leng Hao's moves are like ghosts, each sword comes from an unbelievable direction, and the phantoms are as heavy as ghosts, exuding cold yin.

The monks of the right way practice swords, and most of them take the path of being upright and bright. There are Jianxiu who are eager to be quick, and there are Jianxiu who strive for the word "phantom", but there has never been one person who is as ghostly as Leng Hao.

But what this ghostly sword move is attached to is his pure spiritual power. No matter how Leng Hao seems to be unable to match the righteous path, his cultivation is solid and unquestionable.

Mingzheng caught a glimpse of Leng Hao's sword move in his spare time, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed. She and Mrs. Leng are both Lexiu, and they used to be close friends who talk about everything, so she is not unfamiliar with the swordsmanship of Zhufenglou.

Leng Xun's sword, from the point of view of moves, is still the same set of Zhufenglou. Now it is used in his hands, but it is unpredictable, so Mingzheng has to be shocked.

In stark contrast to Leng Hao's ghostly swordsmanship, it was Mu Chuihan. His movement is very beautiful, elegant and agile, the tip of the sword seems to carry the moon in a thousand autumns, and the soft brilliance is clothed with a hazy gauze on the red sky.

It is also an extremely fast sword move, but he doesn't seem to have the ghostly energy on Leng's body.

Leng Hao first entered the Happy Realm, and his cultivation was not as good as Mu Chuihan's, but Mu Chuihan had consumed too much spiritual energy in the pursuit of Jiuying before, and the two of them couldn't tell the difference for a while.

However, the other monks' suppression of Jiuying became weaker and weaker. The scorching flames burned around them, and the waves of fire burned the sea of ​​blood like boiling water.

More cultivators couldn't support it, were seriously injured by Jiuying, and fell straight into the sea of ​​blood.

Even if Ye Tingjiang wanted to help, he really couldn't care for so many people.

Leng Hao released Jiu Ying, if he is really determined to die with them, it can only be said that it is fate, and there is nothing else...

More and more cultivators fell into the sea of ​​blood. Leng Hao saw this scene, and his body method changed, which was more gloomy than before, and even the sound of his sword wind whistling became shrill.

As a result, Mu Chuihan immediately fell behind. Ye Tingjiang couldn't help looking at him with worry in his eyes.

Who would have guessed that in the blink of an eye, Mu Chuihan's sword move suddenly changed. It is no longer the bright moonlight that he has always shown, nor is it the soft and lingering appearance that Ye Tingjiang once felt at Yunze Club.

Each of Mu Chuihan's swords was fierce. The cold ghost qi that Leng Shou transformed into disappeared without a trace under Mu Chuihan's sword.

Under the Xingxing Sword, ghosts have nowhere to hide.

It wasn't the first time Ye Tingjiang saw Mu Chuihan use the sword so strongly. In the Demon Realm, he was like this when he and Gui Tu fought each other. But it was the first time Ye Tingjiang felt such a strong sense of oppression.

Indiscriminately, I am the only one.

It's not a good night when the bright moon adorns the stars, but when the bright moon comes out, the stars fall one after another.

Under the truly bright moonlight, no one can see the faint brilliance of the evening star anymore.

It turns out that even the moonlight can shine with the sky and the earth, and the cold moon is silent, but it can also cut the world sharply.

The purpose of Leng Hao's change is to end the fight with Mu Chuihan as soon as possible. Although the process was not satisfactory, Mu Chuihan's reaction still allowed him to achieve this goal.

Between them, the outcome is already divided. Suixing sword was placed between Leng Xun's neck, Mu Chuihan was the sword wielder, he was the winner.

All the monks saw this scene, and before they had time to rectify their morale, they saw Leng Hao suddenly withdrawing his spirit sword in search of death, and the whole person fell into the sea of ​​blood like a leftover leaf.

Ye Tingjiang immediately abandoned Jiuying and chased after him. Other monks may not know, but Ye Tingjiang can't be more clear, the bottom of the sea of ​​blood is the way of life, and he can no longer let Leng Li escape.

However, before Leng Shao fell, a golden circular formation gradually emerged on the sea of ​​​​blood. It was not any kind of formation talisman familiar to the world of immortal cultivation. Ye Tingjiang frowned, but he couldn't see it clearly.

At this time, the nine heads of Nine Infants all raised their heads to the sky and squeaked, like countless babies crying together.

Bai Jing was hit in the waist and abdomen by the water sword spouted by Jiu Ying, and the blood flowed, and he fell weakly into the sea of ​​blood.

Fortunately, a pair of hands caught him.

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