novel against the - chapter 1995
“Ahhhhhhh!!” Meng Jianzhou’s throat was torn, and he screamed with blood foam flying. Losing one’s arm in an instant wouldn’t have been so heartbreaking, let alone one who was only half-step into the realm of divine annihilation. But the sword of the Sword Immortal is not among ordinary consciousness.
A ray of green light, thousands of sword intentions. An arm is broken once, and the heart is penetrated ten thousand times! The gray-robed old man flipped his palm and released his profound energy, but instead of sealing off the wounds on Mengmengzhou’s broken arm, he muffled his extremely embarrassing screams and at the same time forcibly suppressed his body.
“Jianzhou has a low moral character and is ignorant and offensive. Thank you… Sword Immortal for your discipline.” The old man in gray robe was finally able to speak out, but in front of the man who brutally cut off the arm of the son of the god, what he said was humble words. The old face did not dare to show even a trace of unwillingness or anger.
Meng Jianzhou’s pupils were dilated, full of horror. He heard the word “Sword Immortal”.
The green shadow fell into a dream, but its face could not be seen, only its back could be faintly discerned: “This arm cannot be reshaped within three years, get out of here immediately.” After hearing this voice, the old man in gray robe showed an expression of overjoyed, and hurriedly
pressed Meng Jianzhou bowed his head together: “Thank you Jianxian for your forgiveness, we will stay away from each other and never dare to disturb the Colorful Goddess again.”
As soon as the words “Caili Goddess” came out, Meng Jianzhou’s pupils, which had expanded to their maximum size, were so frightened that they almost burst. . The legendary goddess with one eye that can see all the world…the goddess of the Zhetian Divine Kingdom…painted colored glass! ? The image of the Sword Immortal is hard to find in a thousand years, and the Colored Glass Goddess is like a distant dream… He is actually in this mere Linyuan Realm… Meng Jianzhou’s mind almost bursts with his pupils. For a moment, he couldn’t tell whether this was a natural disaster or a blessing.
“Meng Jingzhe, go back and tell Meng Kongchan to discipline your son! After all, he is a legitimate son, but don’t let the little face of the Dream Weaver Kingdom be ruined!” The fairy voice faded away for a moment.
The green light in his sight finally dissipated, and the world returned to its original colors and sounds. It was as if he suddenly fell into a dream and suddenly woke up from the dream. Only the broken left arm and the pierced soul clearly told Meng Jianzhou that all this was by no means a dream.
“Let’s go!” Meng Jingzhe picked up Meng Jianzhou again and walked away quickly. Even though Qingying had gone, he still didn’t dare to make any stop. Because that is the Sword Immortal – Hua Qingying. The ultimate realm of the gods, the first person under the abyss god. And painting colored glass is her only countermeasure. ………Bai Linmeng, outside the main hall. Bailin Alliance Leader Ximen Boyun and Abyss Knight Ximen Boyun stood up straight, with all the hall masters and helmsmen behind them. They all had respectful expressions, and every airflow around them was filled with tension. Like facing a formidable enemy. In addition to those who worshiped the Lin League, the sect masters, young sect masters and core figures of the Panxuan Sect, Wanren Sect, and Liesha Sect were also prominently listed.
Their faces also showed… almost the deepest solemnity in their lives. One hour… three hours… ten hours… If the spirit is tense for too long, no matter how powerful the profound practitioner is, he will be exhausted.
Finally, Zhai Kexie, the leader of the Panxuan Sect, could no longer bear it and whispered: “Brother Boyun, that Young Master Meng…” ”
Wait.” Ximen Boyun said lightly. Ximen Boyun knew very well that Meng Jianzhou was not a good person, but if not, how could he be easily led to Linyuan Realm by the temptation he threw out. Although he has a bad temperament, and is especially very seductive, he is still outstanding among the descendants of the Dream Weaver God, and is one of the only two (surviving) legitimate sons, at least in terms of deciding the “vassal state”. , should have enough voice. For such a person, it is normal to give them power, but it would be strange if they arrived on time. Another twelve hours passed.
Wan Ren Sect Leader Wan Wei spoke up: “Mr. Meng is really here? Could he… be confused by the sandstorm and lose his way?”
Ximen Boyun said: “Humph, how can a son of the Kingdom of God be simply beaten ? Disturbed by a sandstorm.”
After thinking about it, he still said: “Mr. Meng arrived two days ago. Now, he is just enjoying himself. When he wants to show up, he will show up. If he doesn’t want to show up, he will disturb you rashly. , but it’s rude.”
No one said anything at once. That is the son of the God of the Kingdom of God. Being able to come here in person is a great gift. No matter how big the situation, they have to endure it.
If you can become a vassal of the Kingdom of God, even if you live under the fence of God and spend half your life humble, it will be far better than now. Another whole day passed. This time, Ximen Boyun could no longer hold his breath.
Although they had arrived, they were left hanging for three whole days. Even the son of a god is really too much. After taking a look at Ximen Boyun’s face, Ximen Borong whispered: “Bo Yun, Chuanyin should invite you again.” Ximen
Boyun no longer insisted, showed his voice jade, and then adjusted his tone, Send a message to the “distinguished guest” who has not shown up for a long time. Soon, I received a reply from Mengjianzhou.
There was only one word, filled with intense anger and disgust: “Go away!!”
Ximen Boyun’s face instantly darkened, and everyone looked up in shock and looked at each other.
“This?” The expressions of the three sect leaders Zhai Kexie, Wan Wei, and Lie Qianhong all changed continuously. Ximen Boyun, who has always had a calm mind, turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and veins popped out on his forehead, as if he had swallowed a bunch of dead flies alive. After all, he is an abyss knight serving the Abyss Emperor and the priests. Even if he is the son of the gods, he should be given some respect. And this Meng Jianzhou actually… “How…is…this…reasonable!” He gnashed his teeth, losing the manners of a knight of the abyss.
After all, it was the “Dream Weaver Guest” and “God-given Opportunity” that he personally promised to the Bailin League and the three sects, which attracted the three sects’ complete admiration. Now, the word “get out” not only directly kills Lin Yuanjie’s hope of becoming a subsidiary of the Kingdom of God, but also makes him lose his majesty and face in public. He didn’t know what happened to Meng Jianzhou, let alone that Meng Jianzhou had blamed everything on him… He just felt that Meng Jianzhou was deliberately teasing and humiliating him. Ximen Borong took a deep breath, then turned to face the people of the three sects. Looking at their dark and uncertain faces, he could think with his toes what they were slandering. “It seems that Mr. Meng encountered something unexpected on the way.”
He kept his tone calm and calm: “Now that the Linshen Realm is about to open, we can postpone it for a while to get closer to the Kingdom of God.” ”
Well, it seems that’s the only way it can be.” Zhai Kexie nodded, but his voice and posture, The previous respect was obviously gone.
“Then, Zhai will go back to the sect to prepare for Linshen’s meeting and take his leave.” After saying that, Zhai Kexie did not wait for Ximen Borong’s response, and turned around and left. Wan Wei also took Wan Renzong away.
“Master Ximen, I heard that Na Helian still insisted on participating in this Linshen meeting, maybe he has something to rely on.” Liesha Sect leader Lie Qianhong reminded him with “kindness”: “Don’t get into trouble when you worship Linshen.
” Sect Master Lie is overly worried.” Ximen Bo smiled softly. The three sects left one after another, and soon there was a loud noise behind them, accompanied by a low roar from Ximen Boyun. ………At the same time, thousands of miles away in Linyuan Realm.
“This bullshit Ximen Boyun actually has a *** voice transmission!” Bang! The sound-transmitting jade was crushed to pieces in Meng Jianzhou’s remaining palm. His chest was heaving, he was breathing heavily, and his whole face was hideous and terrifying. Because he was tortured by the Sword Immortal’s Cone Soul Sword Intent for thirty-six hours. As soon as he escaped from purgatory, he received a message from Ximen Boyun. He was filled with hatred and wanted to crush this newly promoted Knight of the Abyss to ashes with his own hands. If it weren’t for him, how could he have stooped to come to this humble place, and how could he have suffered such torture and humiliation! If it weren’t for Meng Jingzhe’s order that he would never get close to the Lin Abyss Realm again, he would definitely rush back and throw that shit into the Lin Abyss League… Go to hell Knights of the Abyss!
Meng Jianzhou, who was freed from the torture of the sword, could finally speak and act normally.
He shook off the sound-transmission jade fragment between his fingers and said to Meng Jingzhe: “Master Zhe, help me reshape my left arm.” ”
Meng Jingzhe refused without any hesitation: “The sword fairy said that it cannot be reshaped in three years. , that would not have happened even one day earlier!”
Meng Jianzhou gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: “I am the son of the Dream Weaver God after all! Although she, the Sword Immortal, is known as the number one among gods, she is not a true god after all! With Father God here, there is no need to be afraid. Her!”
This time, Meng Jingzhe did not indulge his wishes. Instead, he snorted coldly: “Even your father-god would not have the guts to say this.
” The word “face” made him unable to understand it.
Meng Jingzhe said: “You are still young, so naturally you cannot understand the things of the previous era. Remember this lesson. You have now seen the colored glass goddess of Zhetian Divine Kingdom. From now on, you must stay away from her. The further away you are, the farther away you will be.” good!”
“To provoke Hua Caili is to provoke the Sword Immortal! Don’t forget who her fiancé is!” The fiancé of the goddess Caili… the divine son of the Senluo Kingdom, and the number one divine son in the contemporary era… Dian Jiu Know! The marriage between the two was promised by Emperor Yuan, and no one in the world knew about it. Meng Jianzhou’s heart twitched violently, cold sweat dripped down his head, and his anger towards Ximen Boyun surged again. After waiting for a while, he finally asked: “I don’t understand. Why do you say that my father is… afraid of the Sword Immortal? Is it because she is the sister of the Hua Xin God
Zun’s paintings are ups and downs, and his god’s name is “Painting Heart”.
“It’s not that I’m afraid.”
Meng Jingzhe hesitated for a while and then said, “When your father was still the son of God, he was defeated by her sword.” “!!!
Meng Jingzhe was shocked in his heart. It was like a god… no, it was the father of a god. In Meng Jingzhe’s mouth, he was given the word “miserable defeat”.
“It’s not just your God Father.”
Meng Jingzhe felt extremely sad as he recalled the distant past: “In that Pure Land meeting, none of the sons and goddesses of gods could defeat the sword in her hand.” “And they are now the
absolute Luo Shenzun Temple Luohu (Senluo Divine Kingdom), Wuming Shenzun Wuyanye (Yongye Divine Kingdom), Tianxing Shenzun Wushenxing (Xingyue Divine Kingdom), Qianyue Shenzun Wushenyue (Xingyue Divine Kingdom) , the dreamless god Meng Kongchan (Dream Weaver Divine Kingdom), the Qiheng Divine Lord Pan Yusheng (Owl Butterfly Divine Kingdom).” “What…what…what…what!?” Meng Jianzhou’s eyes
, The tongue seemed to be severely tangled.
Meng Jingzhe continued: “Now, they are all supreme gods who rule their respective divine kingdoms, and their past defeats have become taboos. It is naturally difficult for your generation to know about them.” “…” Meng Jingzhe was shocked for a moment
. It’s beyond words. Meng Jingzhe closed his eyes slightly, thinking of the past that he could not tell his descendants. Senluo, Dreamweaver, Xiaodie… Back then, the three gods were pursuing Hua Qingying, which was the biggest talk of that era.
It’s a pity that Hua Qingying cultivated the ruthless sword in the Heaven-breaking Sword. He had long since given up his desire and love, and he didn’t care about the three gods. Nowadays, the three sons of gods back then have all become the gods of the Kingdom of God, but that green shadow may never be erased from their souls in their lifetime. The word “Sword Immortal” means not that she is the Immortal among Swords, but… she is the fairy dream of too many people and cannot be touched.
Luo Hu of the Jue Luo God Palace tried his best to promote the marriage with the Kingdom of Zhe Tian, perhaps also to put an end to his misty dream. When he was the son of Senluo God, he couldn’t win the gaze of Goddess Zhetian, so he asked his son to fulfill this wish for him.
“She…since she is so powerful, why are the gods of this generation in Zhetian Divine Kingdom so ups and downs?” Meng Jianzhou asked in great confusion.
Meng Jingzhe said slowly: “Back then, the Divine Kingdom of Zhetian was gifted with two stars. The painting of eight points of divine personality rose and fell, and the painting of nine points of divine personality was clear.” “The previous generation of Divine
Lords of Zhetian did not choose one to abandon the other, but both established themselves as divine successors. So, the Zhetian Divine Kingdom had a son of Zhetian, Hua Fusheng, and a goddess of Zhetian, Hua Qingying.” ”
However, back then, Hua Fushen was different from other ambitious sons of gods. He was unruly and unruly, unconventional and unconventional. He does not like any restrictions, and is extremely resistant to becoming a god. In addition, his cultivation and swordsmanship have always been crushed by Hua Qingying. Therefore, everyone firmly believes that the person who inherits the god of Zhetian Divine Kingdom, Hua Qingying must be Hua Qingying.”
“Until… Hua Fushen had his first child, who is now the goddess Zhetian Hua Colored Glass.” “It was also
because of this child that Hua Qingying gave up his divine heritage and took the position of deity. It was left to the painting to rise and fall, and only then did the painting heart god and sword immortal come into being.”
Meng Jianzhou was even more puzzled.
Meng Jingzhe glanced at him, but did not continue to explain: “I know very little about the reason, so you don’t need to ask. You just need to know that even
your father-god would never dare to look down on the Sword Immortal.
“Even …When he meets Hua Qingying, he may not be able to speak clearly. Even though he has become a true god, he is still essentially a man. And the thing that is most lethal to men… is often white moonlight. “But, that’s not right.”
Meng Jianzhou naturally noticed the huge incompatibility: “Hua Xin Divine Lord has been in office for at least ten thousand years. If Hua Caili was born before he became the Divine Lord, then at least, it should be More than 10,000 years old.”
“However, Hua Caili looks like… she is still a little girl who has not fully grown. And when the title of Colorful Glass Goddess appeared…” “I said, there is
no need to ask.
Meng Jingzhe interrupted him, and then He warned: “This matter, I only vaguely know, seems to involve a secret that Emperor Yuan does not want to disclose. The true reason is probably unknown even to your father.” Involving the “Secret of Emperor Yuan”, Meng Jianzhou returned
. Not being too stupid, I quickly shut up and didn’t dare to ask again.
“If in this world, there is someone who can cultivate a true god by his own power without going through spiritual inheritance… the only way is to draw a clear shadow.” This was a sentence whispered by the great priest of the Pure Land back then… Meng Jingzhe, and everyone present. Imprinted in my heart and never forgotten. During this trip to Linyuan Realm, he was really shocked when he realized that the person Meng Jianzhou was provoking was most likely the Caili Goddess.
“Even if you break your arm, you can’t break this experience.”
Meng Jingzhe said sternly: “On the contrary, if you go back like this, your father God will definitely be furious and will be even more angry towards you if he knows the reason for your broken arm. Disappointed.”
These two words stung Meng Jianzhou’s nerves, and he gritted his teeth: “Am I still afraid of disappointing him? Aren’t these two words the only words he will always have for me… No matter what I do, no matter how much I give, Work hard!!”
Meng Jingzhe comforted: “Then practice hard. If you can successfully break through to the realm of divine destruction, your father will definitely look at you differently. Even if he knows about this incident, his anger will be reduced.” “It’s useless
Meng Jingzhou chuckled: “If Meng Jingxi is here, how can he see me? Even if I become a demigod, at most… I will only be rewarded with one more look!” Meng Jingzhe said coldly
: “This is destiny. You and Jian Xi are ultimately incomparable.”
Bang! Meng Jianzhou punched the ground hard.
“Why! Why!! After all the effort to kill [Mengjian Yuan], Meng Jianxi, who was obviously the stupidest one when he was young, has awakened his godhead again… Ugh!” A withered old hand covered the dream tightly. Jian Zhou’s mouth severely blocked his unwilling voice.
Meng Jingzhe looked around hurriedly, and an isolation barrier was hastily formed. He said harshly: “Are you crazy!! That name… that matter can never be mentioned again! Not a word!!” “Once
exposed , even if you are the legitimate son of your father God… we will all die without a burial place!” Meng Jianzhou’s eyes rolled up, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he nodded in panic. ————[It is very important to remember the name “Meng Jian Yuan”. 】