NFBE Chapter 420
Chapter 420
Rolling smoke and dust spread from the sky, and the raging wind swept through.
But when the dust settled, the towering stone mountain did not stop, but continued to slowly press down, revealing an unstoppable sense of oppression.
The head of Xuantian Sect watched this scene from afar, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"I knew it..."
"Qingming Cave Heaven, after all, is the means of the Xuantian Sect's true immortals in ancient times."
"In today's era when spiritual energy is declining and the immortal way is not as good as in ancient times, no creature in this era can shake it, not even a cultivator in the heyday of the Divine Transformation. "
Qiao Shuangxin is by no means a weakling. His sword can break through the defense formation of the Qingming Medicine Valley, the important place of Xuantian Sect, with force.
But such a terrible sword that even the elders of the immortal sect were moved, fell on the towering mountain, but only added a narrow crack.
Cutting a crack and cutting it off with a sword are two different concepts; cutting it off with a sword and blocking the slowly pressing Qingming Cave Heaven small world are also two different concepts.
Because of this, Xuantian Daojun dared to say so:
"Even if he is ten times or dozens of times stronger, there is no way he can stop Qingming Cave Heaven."
"So, Qiao Shuangxin will definitely die today!"
The Xuantian Sect's headmaster said it quite confidently.
"The headmaster has a broad vision and a long-term perspective."
At this point, Elder Yaoyin also understood the Xuantian Sect's headmaster's plan.
As the saying goes, a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit.
In the eyes of the Xuantian Sect's headmaster, who has been in seclusion for two years to heal his injuries, the ordinary warriors in the world are rabbits that suddenly grow fangs and start hunting young lions.
The injured lion is naturally confident that he can easily kill the rabbit, but he will not take action easily, because if there is a possibility of aggravating the injury, he will not take risks.
The Xuantian Sect's headmaster actually chose the former between the risk of his own injury and the protection of the spiritual farmers in the Medicine Valley, and used the latter as a trap.
"Using tens of thousands of lives as chess pieces, and discarding the important Medicine Valley, and cutting off his own arm to make a plan, this is indeed the headmaster's style."
However, there is one thing that Elder Yao Yin still doesn't understand.
The Qingming Cave Heaven small world of the Xuantian Sect does not have any magic weapons or magic treasures for attacking and fighting.
Therefore, the speed is not fast for the strong, and can even be called slow.
Now that the Qingming Cave Heaven is pressing down, it is not difficult to dodge this attack in time.
Even Elder Yao Yin, a Yuanying cultivator who is not good at escape techniques, is confident that he can turn into escape light and leave this place before the Qingming Cave Heaven small world collapses the Medicine Valley.
But to say that blocking the Qingming Cave Heaven and blocking the weight of a small world with one's own strength, even for a fairy tale cultivator like him, it is a fantasy and impossible!
"Qiao Shuangxin, who cut through the formation with one sword, could not shake this giant mountain..."
"Staying here is a dead end, and there is no doubt that you will die!"
The spirit farmers all over the mountains rushed towards the valley entrance, and the chaotic footsteps spread.
However, these spirit farmers are just mortals, and even those who have practiced martial arts are few and far between.
The speed of Qingming Cave's downward pressure seems slow, but it is slow for Qiao Mu.
For these mortal spirit farmers, it is a real disaster.
At this moment.
The spirit farmers running wildly in the valley are like locusts over the hillside, and the noisy shouts and cries are like a flood.
Suddenly, a flash of light.
A ball of light exploded in a cave in the valley.
Lingling Master jumped out of the light and stood in the air, his Taoist robe stained with blood.
On the palm of her hand, a small jade pavilion slowly rotated. The spirits of Wang Songhe and other medicine men were attracted by an inexplicable suction and entered the small jade building.
It was obvious that the search for Wang Songhe and other medicine men was not smooth sailing. Perhaps there was another trap, which injured Lingling, a Yuanying cultivator.
"Finally caught up..."
Lingling looked up at the cave world that covered the sky. She turned into a light and was about to fly out of the valley quickly.
"Why don't you leave quickly?" Seeing Qiao Mu and others still standing at the entrance of the valley, Lingling couldn't help urging them:
"Human power is limited, what are you waiting for here?"
"Yes, human power is limited, and you have to do things within your ability." Qiao Mu replied.
His eyes fell on the narrow and long scar on the towering mountain above his head.
He slashed with all his strength, tearing a crack hundreds of meters long on the towering mountain above his head.
However, for this Qingming Cave Heaven small world that can crush the Medicine Valley and block the sky, it is actually not worth mentioning.
Both Xuantian Daojun and Qiao Mu know it well...
Whether it is the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, or any other existing explosive secrets, super-limit martial arts... they are all beyond their ability.
Let alone the explosive secrets, even if he is ten or dozens of times stronger, he can't do anything about the cave heaven small world above his head.
After all, this is a small world left by the ancient true immortals. In the era of declining spiritual energy, no one can stop its footsteps.
Not to mention them, even the mortal spiritual farmers in the valley, after seeing that Qiao Mu's amazing sword did not stop the towering mountain, they knew that it would be a dead end to continue waiting.
Qiao Mu carefully calculated in his mind.
Although there are still four chances to revive, the immortal lock has been broken four times, and the resurrection time is a hundred times longer... If he uses up all his life, can he suddenly become dozens or hundreds of times stronger than he is now, strong enough to stop the small world refined by the true immortal?
He is not sure.
Let’s not talk about whether it is possible or not.
Now the resurrection time is a hundred times longer. Maybe after a few deaths, his will will collapse directly in the dream of longevity for thousands of years...
So no matter how to weigh the gains and losses, the small world of Qingming Cave Heaven above his head is a problem beyond the scope for Qiao Mu.
It is not difficult to escape.
It is impossible to stop it.
“Some people do things without knowing their ability, without thinking carefully beforehand, and without considering the cost behind the things.” Qiao Mu continued:
“It’s not good to waste a good life on meaningless things, don’t you think?”
Everyone was confused.
The fat cat on Qiao Mu’s shoulder didn’t listen to him at all. Its two cat paws were on Qiao Mu’s neck, and it was licking Qiao Mu’s neck crazily, looking like a pervert.
The Jingwei bird standing on his shoulder seemed to understand, stopped combing its feathers, and tilted its head slightly to look at Qiao Mu.
"So..." Qiao Mu grabbed the skin on the back of the fat cat's neck and pulled the fat cat off his chest, while his other hand carefully held the claws of the Jingwei bird.
"I hope you all cherish your lives and don't block my way!"
He grabbed a cat and a bird and threw them to Qiao Canxue next to him.
While the latter was stunned, Qiao Mu bent his legs slightly, stepped on the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, and soared into the sky in an instant, running wildly in the direction of the valley.
Bang bang bang bang...
There were several consecutive explosions in the air.
Qiao Mu ran wildly in the air, and every time he stepped on the void, his figure was like a sharp arrow breaking through the air.
In the blink of an eye, his feet landed on a small stone mountain in the valley.
Qingming Valley is the medicine valley of Xuantian Sect. The land in the valley is flat. At this moment, the small stone mountain under his feet is only tens of meters high, which is already the highest place in the valley.
Looking down from here, you can see the whole valley, and you can see tens of thousands of mortal spirit farmers running like locusts.
This small stone mountain is nothing special except for its high terrain. It is not a place with abundant spiritual energy in the valley.
But for Qiao Mu, it is a perfect stage.
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He took a breath and raised the Qin Wang Sword in his hand. The surging Qi penetrated his body. With the Qin Wang Sword, it turned into a series of sword lights that rushed into the sky.
He clenched his other hand into a fist, raised his Qi and blasted it towards the sky, with fist shadows overlapping.
The fist shadows and sword lights overlapped, like surging waves, rushing diagonally into the sky.
Many martial arts that he had learned throughout his life were used to perform one by one.
For a moment, the small stone mountain was full of movement and momentum, attracting many people's attention.
However, no matter how many sword lights and fist shadows fell on the slowly descending towering mountain above, they were like a drop in the ocean.
Just like a fully armed knight charging at a windmill, it was ultimately useless.
At this moment.
Master Lingling finally turned into a light and rushed out of the valley.
"Canxue, Yuanyuan, what are you doing standing there stupidly?" Master Lingling scolded.
But the next moment Qiao Canxue moved. She put the fat cat that had been forced into her arms into the hands of her own senior sister Yuanyuan.
Then she rose into the air, waved her sleeves, and in the blooming of light, the fleeing spiritual farmers in the medicine valley were captured by an invisible force and fell into her sleeves.
Seeing this scene, Elder Yaoyin finally realized.
"This man clearly knows that he is not strong enough, but he still stands on the top of the mountain and does not retreat. No wonder the headmaster said that this Qiao family warrior is doomed."
"The headmaster is smart, really smart." Elder Yaoyin praised:
"This Qiao family is burdened by their reputation. They could have retreated unscathed, but they chose to try to stop a chariot." The headmaster of Xuantian Sect also laughed out loud.
The Qingming Cave Heaven, which had almost touched the small stone mountain, slowed down a little, gradually turned from virtual to real, and pressed down on the small stone mountain.
"You are right." Qiao Mu looked up at the nearby Zhatian Giant Mountain and said loudly:
"But I, Qiao Shuangxin, have nothing else to do in my life..." He said loudly.
The voice echoed in the valley like thunder, with echoes.
For a moment, even the noisy shouts of the spiritual farmers seemed to be faintly suppressed by this penetrating sound.
Unfortunately, at this moment, the entire Qingming Valley was obscured by the slowly descending towering mountain. Looking up, I could only see a vague black shadow on the small stone mountain.
"Only... show your holiness in front of good people!"
The voice fell.
He took a deep breath, and his flesh and blood kept wriggling, and his body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After his last death in Heyang Mansion City, he had already practiced "Thousand Changes of Flesh and Blood" to a perfect level. With Xuechanghe's Blood Yuan Kung Fu, his physical body had gone a step further and could withstand the Nanming Lihuo of Xuantian Sect's Jiuyang Grand Elder. .
He stood at the top of the hill, and the shadows covered his face, making it difficult to see his face and expression. You can only vaguely see the black shadow growing rapidly.
The legs become larger and expanded, reaching straight into the ground like two green pines. The torso of the body also expanded, and the shoulders were as wide as mountains.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a little giant several meters tall, his face shrouded in shadow.
I really didn't expect... At this time, I still have to score another score... This thought quietly flashed in Qiao Mu's mind.
What he was pursuing was a vigorous and eye-catching death.
Only in this way can he achieve a higher death evaluation and allow his dream of immortality to last longer in the hope of returning.
Qiao Mu wants to die.
But Qiao Mu didn’t want to die.
People are always so contradictory. He is trying to pursue a way to survive, but he always gallops on the road to death.
At this moment, he stretched out his body and torso, and his body continued to grow little by little. The muscles of his hands raised upward became thick and thick at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It's just that this scene has a wonderful sense of absurdity in everyone's eyes.
The majestic mountain above the head is big enough to fill the medicine valley that can accommodate tens of thousands of spiritual farmers.
Even tens of thousands of people looked small under that majestic mountain, let alone a little giant standing on the top of a hill, opening his arms to the sky.
The contrast between the two bodies is as stark as the abyss, which is extremely abrupt.
Boom.
Qiao Mu's eyes widened slightly.
The overwhelming pressure on his head suddenly caused his originally upright body to bend down and deform a little, his back arched like a big bow, his two arms were pressed close to his head, and all the bones in his body made a sound of being overwhelmed. .
Click, click.
Several cracks quietly appeared on the ground of the small rocky mountain under his feet. His thighs swelled like two green pine trees with blood, the muscles tightened, and a cloud of blood mist burst out from the pores.
While the skin and flesh are split open and the muscles and bones are twisted and deformed, the energy in the whole body is also flowing rapidly with the rhythm of Qiao Mu's breathing.
The flesh and blood that had just been torn apart kept touching, and the cracked bones came together little by little...
Just at this moment.
The small world of Qingming Cave, which was half virtual and half real, was slightly stagnant.
I don’t know if it’s because the Xuantian Sect’s headmaster left something to be desired, or if the small world of Qingming Cave is half virtual and half real, and has not fully manifested itself.
The scene of the sky collapsing and Mount Tai pressing down on top did not happen.
Looking up, I saw that the headmaster of Xuantian Sect finally took a step and appeared at the entrance of Qingming Valley, looking far in the direction of the trees in the valley trying to carry the huge mountain on their shoulders.
At this moment, the tree seemed to be clamped on the platform of a hydraulic machine. The upper body had been twisted and curled up into a ball, and the deformed flesh and bones were almost stuck to the towering giant.
The lower half of his body was sunk deeply into the cracked stone mountain beneath his feet.
After undergoing thousands of changes in flesh and blood, the original giant-like height of nearly ten meters was now only half of its original height.
Such a twisted posture is even more tragic than the scene of a car accident. If it were an ordinary person, he would naturally be dead, and he couldn't be dug out.
But Qiao Mu was still alive. The twisted flesh and blood all over his body was squirming, and the broken bones were trying to come together, but his appearance was rather perceptive.
If it was easy for Qiao Mu to escape before, then at this time, he could no longer move even half a step.
"You have to pay a price for being a hero, don't you think so?" the headmaster of Xuantian Sect said calmly.
At this time, he already had a chance to win.
"Not bad." Qiao Mu reluctantly adjusted his bloody head up and down and nodded:
"It is natural to do things according to your ability, and there is nothing wrong with that. If you are unable to do what you can, but you insist on showing off your strength, not only may you be shattered into pieces, things may not be done well, and you may also suffer disaster."
The headmaster of Xuantian Sect was speechless for a moment.
What he wanted to say was snatched away by Qiao Shuangxin in front of him. What is this?
This gave him a subtle emotional ups and downs.
This is calculated.
It was obvious that he had the upper hand, and without even using a single spell, he plotted against Qiao Shuangxin and understood his thoughts, making it impossible for him to stand up.
But when he was about to give a victory speech, he felt that Qiao Shuangxin's reaction was different from what he had judged beforehand.
The previous feeling of having wisdom in hand and strategizing now has a subtle sense of disharmony.
It's like....
It was not that he had plotted against Qiao Mu. Through the overly distinctive behavior style of the Qiao family, he strategized and forced him into a prepared trap.
But Qiao Mu happily fell into the trap, cooperated step by step according to his plan, and accepted the bleak ending indifferently.
"and you----"
"Acting within one's ability is the right path and the way for people to survive." Qiao Mu did not look at him, but looked down, taking Qiao Canxue, Jingwei Bird Qingli and others into his eyes.
At the end of his life, he didn't even look at the leader of the Xuantian Sect who put him to death, and just murmured:
"It's just that in this world, I always think it would be better if there were foolish men who don't know their own abilities."
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