Chapter 495 Bashan Sword Tomb

No wonder Yue Hongling didn't chase him at all.

Because she knew that when she struck the sword, Shi Wuding was already dead, ending the cause and effect of her going to Bashan.

Later, she was able to run out and talk to Han Wubing, because the sword energy that had not dissipated in her body belonged to someone else...

Well, this time, she played a big role after all. Yue Hongling was satisfied that she was not run over by the little man. Others' eyes were focused on Han Wubing, but it didn't matter. What she did was not for others to see.

She felt a little sad. No wonder Shi Wuding, as the most representative swordsman in Daxia, did so many things for the breakthrough of swordsmanship with all his heart, and lived like a big villain, but he couldn't break through the triple secret treasure.

Of course he couldn't break through. He didn't even know who he was. How could an incomplete person break through the third secret treasure that represented the highest martial power in the world?

Even if he broke through, it might just be the nutrients of others.

Of course, Xue Xiao's purpose in getting sword slaves may not be the same as Shi Wuding's... Shi Wuding really wanted to do it for the sword, to obtain thousands of sword intentions, and he did not use the sword slaves to engage in any martial arts conspiracy. Xue Xiao's purpose in doing this is not certain...

Yue Hongling turned his head to look at Zhao Changhe's side. His battle had also come to an end and he did not need help.

As Zhao Changhe judged, Venerable Duo Luo was badly injured. His flesh and blood had to be borrowed from Shi Wuding, and his vitality was also stolen from Shi Wuding. His soul was also entangled with the corpse demon and was beaten and fled. He was able to make a handsome appearance of rebirth by dripping blood and cause the space to be like a blood moon and the sky to be full of blood. The horror of a school of magic power appeared in the world mainly relied on the power of the Heavenly Book.

The Heavenly Book does not exist with Yao and does not die with Jie. No matter who you are, it is good to be around it.

But if you want to get it, there must be a threshold. At least this page of the Heavenly Book based on life cannot let these crooked and incomplete lives get it.

Therefore, Shi Wuding and Venerable Duo Luo could not take the Heavenly Book directly, and could only transform it on the spot, but Zhao Changhe grabbed it casually without even a certification, because his breath was too close to the Heavenly Book.

He carried two pages with him for a long time and often gave it a SPA. That relationship was no joke.

When the Heavenly Book became Zhao Changhe's private property and did not provide power to Venerable Duo Luo, it was directly useless.

Not only did the terrifying power that was trying to blast out dissipate instantly, but even the blood man who had just grown vigorously was visibly shriveled. At that time, Wuding died, and the blood man's vitality completely disappeared. A black gas rushed out of the blood bubble and tried to get out of the space.

A cloth bag came down in front of him: "This is the corpse demon before... Oh, you said his name is Xue Wu, right? The spirit bag he lived in can hold the soul. Go in and smell his smell?"

The dignified God and Demon of the Imperial Realm could not avoid this bag at all, and fell into it, and the bag mouth was quickly tightened.

There was a violent struggle in the bag, bulging everywhere, as if it was about to break through.

Zhao Changhe pasted another talisman on it, and the world was quiet.

"Xia Xia, how can you bear not to take action against such a terrifying thing..."

"What's terrifying about it? Can't you see that this is the last gasp of a dying horse? Just don't be intimidated by the momentum and face it with courage. It's not as difficult as the battle with Yue Hongling."

"The previous wave of life siphoning was also based on courage? I can't solve it without the Qinghe Mirror!"

"Are you bragging that you have a gigolo?"

"I fucking..."

"Changhe." Yue Hongling strode forward: "Why do you look so uncertain, are you injured?"

"No, no." Zhao Changhe put away the spirit bag and the heavenly book, and opened his arms: "My Hongling is still the most reliable. It's done, kiss?"

Yue Hongling was not polite, strode forward to hug him, and kissed him heavily on the lips.

Since fleeing from Bashan, there have been countless battles, big and small, including Miaojiang Gushu, the Human Ranking and the Earth Ranking, the Ancient Sacred Beasts, and the Gods and Demons of the Realm. I couldn't catch my breath, and I felt like my head was hanging on my belt all the time, and my bones were about to fall apart.

Finally, on this Dragon Boat Festival, the dust settled, the sword broke the Earth Ranking, and I reached the second level.

Even though Yue Hongling was so resolute, she couldn't help feeling exhausted physically and mentally, and completely relaxed as if everything was done. She just wanted to hug and kiss her lover and vent her passion.

What books, what bags... I don't bother to think about anything... Anyway, as long as he is there, Yue Hongling feels that she doesn't need to think too much. Since he picked her up at the bank of Cangshan Mountain, the feeling of powerlessness in fighting alone in the southwest has completely disappeared. He is like the pillar of the family, supporting everything.

As the two kissed, the bloody phenomenon caused by the "Immortal Blood Demon Body" around them began to fade.

The bloody sky returned to clearness, and even a little colorful glow remained. The original sense of ferocity and oppression completely disappeared, replaced by freshness and vitality. The vitality leaked from the heavenly book before enveloped the holy mountain, and the mountain was full of vitality. Even the insects, snakes, eagles and beasts raised by people became energetic. Some people who raised Gu were surprised to find that their Gu had advanced to the first level.

The color of the blood moon in front faded, the formation cover disappeared, and the spirit people kneeling outside watched the gap on the top of the mountain like a bloody curtain was slowly unveiled, revealing the rocks and plants on the top of the mountain, lush and green.

Under the fierce battle, the grass and rocks were all broken and exploded. The holy envoys hugged each other in the center, kissing as if no one was around, enjoying the joy after victory.

The sun was shining, and there seemed to be a sacred halo behind them.

It was beautiful.

Sisi was so sour that her teeth fell out.

The most tragic thing is that not only can she not show her jealousy, but she also has to set an example and lead the crowd to kowtow: "Meet the Holy Envoy."

All the spirits woke up as if from a dream, and shouted: "Meet the Holy Envoy!"

Looking at that fanatical look, this Holy Envoy is a foregone conclusion. At this moment, Zhao Changhe's prestige is probably higher than that of Sisi.

But Sisi didn't have any of the previous entanglements at this moment.

If such a person is not worthy of trust, who else can be trusted?

The tsunami-like shouting awakened the man and woman who were kissing passionately. The two turned their heads and looked at each other. Yue Hongling was not embarrassed and smiled: "Be your Holy Envoy, I'll go back to rest."

"There's nothing to do." Zhao Changhe stepped forward and said only one sentence: "This envoy is the envoy sent by the ancestor god. I will announce the intention of the ancestor god and appoint Xiang Simeng as the saint. What she said is the oracle. All matters of the spirit race will be handled by Xiang Simeng."

Sisi stared at him in a daze, her eyes like mist.

Zhao Changhe waved his hand tiredly: "Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, you can hold your own sacrifices, and the ancestors will give you something. I will go back to rest first, that's all."

He was really tired. Although the previous pain was transferred by Sisi, the wounds of thousands of cuts still existed. This battle still made the wounds burst. He was very tired and just wanted to sleep.

The spirit tribe kowtowed: "Farewell to the Holy Envoy."

Yue Hongling shook her head and helped Zhao Changhe walk down the mountain slowly. When they reached the mountainside, Han Wubing was still sitting cross-legged there. When they saw the adulterer coming down, the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Yue Hongling handed over a sword: "The sword that Shi Wuding dropped before."

Han Wubing took it: "Thanks."

Zhao Changhe said: "Hey, you killed Shi Wuding, and the Book of Chaos didn't flash, maybe because it's in the secret realm... I don't know if it will flash after you get out."

Han Wubing said: "Maybe it flashed, we just can't see it inside... Anyway, it's not me who killed him, and if the Book of Chaos records it, it's my sister-in-law's feat."

Zhao Changhe said: "Are you talking too much?"

Han Wubing frowned.

Zhao Changhe said: "I mean you are not so stingy with words now, so say more? For example, the word sister-in-law, shout it more, I like it, and your sister-in-law likes it too."

Han Wubing shut up in annoyance, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yue Hongling was also not in a good mood. She changed from supporting him to pulling his ears: "Who wants to hear it, huh? Who wants to hear it? Ask Wubing, can you count how many sisters-in-law you have?"

"You mean to admit that you are a sister-in-law... Oh, shit... They are still worshipping the Holy Envoy over there, give them some face, keep some..."

"Go back to heal your wounds, you know how to be poor, being a Holy Envoy is great, right? Next, if you dare to touch a little girl from the Spirit Clan, this female hero will kill this kind of lecherous thief!"

Han Wubing twitched his mouth and watched the couple leave.

Not only did he talk more, he felt that Yue Hongling had changed now, and became more outrageous than him.

She had a sense of fireworks and became more and more protective of food.

But her sword was getting stronger and stronger...

Han Wubing retracted his gaze and fell on the corpse of Shi Wuding in front of him. He was silent for a long time, and finally got up, picked up the sword of Shi Wuding that Yue Hongling had just sent, and slowly dug a hole in the ground to bury Shi Wuding's corpse. He cut another piece of wood and inserted it on it, writing four words: "Bashan Sword Tomb."

After carving, he buried the sword in the soil and strode down the mountain.

Outside the secret realm at this time, the world looked up and saw the golden light that was written in the sky in the chaotic world:

"In March, Yue Hongling worshipped the sword in Bashan, discovered the secret, and fled with injuries. Shi Wuding chased him for thousands of miles, and Yue Hongling escaped to Miao territory."

"In May, Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling fought Shi Wuding in Yulong Snow Mountain, but they were defeated and both escaped to the secret realm."

"Shi Wuding chased into the secret realm, was ambushed, and fell off the cliff to escape."

"Dragon Boat Festival, Yue Hongling fought Shi Wuding again, broke the second secret realm in battle Hidden, killed Shi Wuding on the top of Yunyang Mountain. "

"Shi Wuding is seriously injured, it is unfair to replace him directly, he should be replaced by the ranking, Yue Hongling will enter the earth list."

"Earth list thirty-six, sunset sword Yue Hongling!"

"I feel sad that the world is unfixed, and I feel that the years are fleeting. Thank you for the kindness you received in the past, and come back to rely on you to knock on the Zen gate."

This sentence is inexplicable, it seems that it is not talking about Yue Hongling at all, but it seems to be lamenting Shi Wuding and someone else.

I don’t know if it’s because the secret realm battle is particularly vague, or because it has some personal emotions... No one can understand what it is talking about.

In short, not only did they not replace the ranking according to convention, but they also deliberately downplayed a foot bath VIP who played a leading role in this matter, making the process confusing, and it even seemed that Yue Hongling just picked up the opportunity to kill the seriously injured Shi Wuding, as if he won unfairly.

But no matter how much the Spring and Autumn style of writing is used, the feat of Yue Hongling's enlightenment of swordsmanship in battle, breaking through the second level, and beating the Earth Ranking in battle cannot be deleted.

Everyone is thinking about one question.

Is this woman the youngest second level secret treasure and the youngest Earth Ranking in history?