The Villain Has Something to Say

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update villain has something to say about the latest chapter of [Rebirth]!Luo Jianqing's voice resounded like a thunder in the endless darkness.

However, for a long time there was no response.

Heaven is no longer blocking it, and Thunder is no longer cutting down one by one. On the endless dark road, only Luo Jianqing is proud and independent, with a straight posture.He waited for a while without waiting for any sound, so the corner of his lips twitched, and suddenly he flipped his hand and took out a bloody jade medal.

This jade medal is a treasure obtained by Luo Jianqing from the remains of True Lord Beidou more than one hundred years ago.

At that time, True Monarch Big Dipper told Luo Jianqing that this was a magic weapon he had obtained by chance, but Luo Jianqing was suspicious at that time.Because this magic weapon is too horrible, if it is the magic weapon of True Lord Beidou, why is True Lord Beidou worthy of the primordial infant stage, and will die in the Yitian Mountains?

This magic weapon is exactly the jade medallion of "Nine Lotuses".

"Nine Lotuses Captured the Sky" was given to Luo Jianqing by Xuanlingzi through the hands of True Monarch Beidou. Over the years, Luo Jianqing had no reliance. If there was no "Nine Lotuses Captured the Sky", he would not even be dominated by heaven. Rong, unable to practice.But now, he stared at the blood-colored jade medal with cold eyes, squeezed his fingers tightly, and crushed the jade medal!

boom!

A powerful force waved from the jade card, shaking up the ripples of spiritual power.

The fragments of the jade card fell from Luo Jianqing's palm. This spiritual impact could not cause any damage to his physical body, but after the jade card was broken, there was still nothing unusual.Looking at this scene, Luo Jianqing's smile deepened a bit, and a trace of anger flashed across his eyes. Suddenly, Luo Jianqing raised his hand and patted the green lotus lantern.

When the palm of his hand was about to slap the Qinglian jade lamp with the surging spiritual power, finally, a terrible pressure smashed Luo Jianqing's attack, forming a barrier around the Qinglian jade lamp.

At this moment, the Qinglian Jade Lantern slowly flew up from Luo Jianqing's hands and hovered in the air.

The green lotus spirit on the jade lantern turned into a cyan streamer and quickly flew back to Luo Jianqing's dantian.But the lamp was still spinning quietly. Without the Qinglian Yuanshen, it would no longer be able to shine, but the wick transmitted its pill power, making the two sparks immortal.

The slender wick was reflected in the clear pupils. After a long time, Luo Jianqing sighed and said: "Senior Qingjun waited for thirty thousand years just to see you. Since you are always there, why... Just reluctant to meet him again, fulfilling his only wish in this life."

Hum!

On the Qinglian jade lamp, a spark suddenly flickered.

The rumbling thunder sounded in the deep darkness, deafening, but there was no lightning strike.On the green lotus jade lamp, a quiet radiance flashed rapidly, and the radiance was getting brighter and brighter. The lamp had never been bright, but the brilliance was shining on the world.

Luo Jianqing condensed his eyes, looked at it seriously, and finally saw that person.

When this illusory figure appeared between the heaven and the earth, it seemed that time had stagnated for a moment, and everything turned into nothingness in Luo Jianqing's ears.He couldn't hear the powers hidden in the dark, and couldn't hear the powerful heartbeats and breaths of countless nobles above the earth. This world was controlled by this person in front of him for only a moment, but it was like ten thousand years.

Venerable Jiulian, the third peak master of Yuxiao Peak of Mount Taihua, is also the most powerful power in the world after the death of the beast.

He has a pair of sharp and sharp eyes, his eyebrows are like blades, and his face is frosty. When he lowers his eyes slightly, he looks like the majestic and turbulent waves of the vast sea. He stands on top of all things in a white cloth. The soul has already stunned the sky, making one breathless.

Luo Jianqing had never seen such a monk in his life, and in front of such a person, no one could raise any doubts.

When he really saw Venerable Jiulian, Luo Jianqing suddenly realized why, 30,000 years ago, Cangruo Demon Venerable of the Profound Sky Continent was willing to fight against the water and join forces with Jiulian to win the sky; why the peerless evil Mo Qing, Willing to accompany with Jiulian, trust and swim together wholeheartedly.

In the illusion of Cangruo Demon Venerable, Luo Jianqing saw 64 Demon Venerables, saw more than 80 human powers who had died tragically in the far north, saw Zi Song, and Mo Qing. The only thing is that I can't see Jiulian's face.

And now, he finally met.

I finally understand why one person can allow Yuxiao Peak to use the life of each peak owner for 30,000 years to maintain that natal lamp that is about to go out!

However, even though he was shocked in his heart, Luo Jianqing was only astonished for a moment, and he recovered his calm.He stared at the peerless venerable in front of him calmly, neither humble nor overbearing. The two looked at each other without using spiritual power. In a short moment, there were already countless confrontations.

boom!

An explosion sounded outside the two of them.

Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and squeezed the profound spirit sword and the frost floating sword in his hands. Before he could make any more movements in the future, he saw Venerable Jiulian lowering his eyes slightly, looking at the one between his fingers with nostalgia. He took the ring, and then suddenly brushed his sleeves, and took the ring.

"On this, there is an aura of black ink." When he said, he sighed softly, as if from ancient times, "he said, you can win the sky."

Luo Jian swiftly raised the Frost Floating Sword and pointed it at the illusory figure, with a powerful spiritual force condensed on the tip of the sword.He stared at Venerable Jiulian with a cold expression, and his voice was extremely cold: "Yes, I want to win the sky. Venerable Jiulian...you are the day!"

Rumble!

Thunders of thunder exploded beside Luo Jianqing and Jiulian, smashing all over them, but it never hit them.

Jiulian didn't answer Luo Jianqing's question, he gently rubbed the little Najie, there was nothing in it, but his attachment gaze did not move away.

Luo Jianqing waited patiently. Venerable Jiulian looked at this ring seriously. After the light passed, he husky his throat and whispered softly: "You are only in the early stage of transforming gods. It is too early at this time. , You can’t beat me, you have to wait another thousand years."

Luo Jianqing calmly lowered his eyes: "Does it mean that in the late stage of God Transformation, he must be able to comprehend the last two wins?"

Jiulian was shocked.

Luo Jianqing's expression was calm. He slowly spoke and told the fact that he had guessed: "Thirty thousand years ago, many great abilities were already near the limit. You can't wait any longer, and you can't penetrate the last two wins. You took the liberty to win the sky. At that time, when you got to the point where I was, what I faced was my current decision-whether to retreat in the face of difficulties or continue to move forward."

"What you choose is to continue forward. Since then, sixty-four demon veterans have fallen on the dry mountain, and eighty-one veterans have lost their souls."

"Before Mo Qing was about to die, you gave up as hard as you could and finally rescued him who was dying."

"Then you start to refine the Nine Lotus Blue Mo Pill."

Thirty thousand years ago, on this dark and narrow road, a white figure hurried forward, invincible.He drew the five talisman at a very fast speed, breaking through the limits of the heavens on all things in one fell swoop, and then seizing the sun and the moon, and then reincarnation!

After all, Jiulian is Jiulian, and he walked here easily, and it only took a moment.

Then in the next eighth time, he spent a hundred years, unable to advance half a step, and eventually caused the fall of the sixty-four demon veterans and the eighty-one veterans' souls scattered.In order to save the Demon Venerable Zi Song, Cangruo Demon Venerable clearly surpassed Mo Qing, but he still died before Mo Qing.And Mo Qing has always kept his promise, guarding in a cave a hundred miles away in the dry mountain, waiting for Cang Ruo Yaozun to cut himself thousands of times and report his endless hatred of Jiulian.

When the last thunder was about to strike Mo Qing's body, Jiulian could no longer bear it.He split the primordial spirit, escaped from the dark road, and rescued Mo Qing, but after all, he could not avoid it. Mo Qing was already exhausted.

So, began to refine the Nine Grade God Pill.

Simulate the pill recipe and find the spiritual treasure.

A nine-lotus green ink pill was just to save Mo Qing's primordial spirit, but Mo Qing did not wait.

Before dying, Mo Qing kept his promise and returned to the cave a hundred miles away from Dry Mountain, closing his eyes forever.

"If you want revenge on Jiulian like that, I will be waiting for you a hundred miles away from here.Allow you to cut your bones and heart, I am blue... Dai Jiulian suffered!

A promise was kept for 30,000 years.Mo Qing buried his bones in the far north, sinking together with the hundreds of sages who died tragically.

This is the truth of the tragic death of one hundred and forty-five Venerables in the Far North.

Luo Jianqing said calmly, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him, but his words were cold and pierced to the bottom of his heart.Over the past few decades, he has broken the rules of heaven step by step, and has gradually connected many things together.

Mo Qing's words, Cangruo Yaozun's illusion, Qingjun's broken memory.

All of this is telling a ruthless and cruel truth, a truth that has been buried for 30,000 years.

The pill once said that when it was born, it didn't get anyone's attention. It didn't even want to run away. It just floated beside the pill furnace, looking at the person who was crying and was about to faint.

Mo Qing died, Jiulian was crying.

Venerable Nine Lotuses, who was gazing at the world, and the arrogant and peerless Nine Lotuses, almost collapsed at that time.Because of his mistake, the blood stained the Far North; because of his mistake, he lost the most important friend of his life.

At that moment, there was no power to transform the gods in the world, and there was only a nine lotus and a northern land watered by blood.

On the top of the rugged and undulating mountain peaks, a white-clothed venerable stood in the wind, his long hair dancing with the wind.With a little tiptoe, he flew between the two mountain peaks, using spiritual power as the string, fiddled with the Yuxiao Qin, and played a peaceful and quiet song.

This song has been played for a full 145 years.

In the first year, he was Cangruo Yaozun.

In the second year, he was the Demon Zun of Chorus.

In the third year, it was Mingga Yaozun.

The fourth, fifth, sixth...

In the last one hundred and forty-fifth year, it was only Mo Qing.

The sound of the piano is mellow, and the sorrow is painful. Every sound is like weeping blood, condensing the tears to the piano.

After playing this song, the white-clothed Venerable clenched his hands, and the Yuxiaoqin suddenly collapsed.He carried a long sword and rushed to the sky, all alone!

Luo Jianqing used the calmest voice to expose the cruelest reality. He said word by word without any sarcasm, but every sentence was naked | nakedly revealing a bone of 30,000 years ago The rugged facts bleed every word.However, when he said "You succeeded in winning the sky", Jiulian chuckled, making Luo Jianqing look up at him.

"I am the Dao of Heaven, but the Dao of Heaven is not me." Holding that little ring, Jiulian smiled indifferently, and said calmly and calmly: "The eighth plunder, I can't understand it after all. But I am greedy for life and fear of death. I don't want to be like Mo Qing and Cangruo, forever dissipating between the heaven and the earth, so I succeeded in capturing the sky, only taking...half of the sky."

Luo Jianqing was shocked.

"I'm despicable and shameless, I'm ruthless and unrighteous, I'm slaughter."

"I know there can only be one chance, and I refuse to give up earlier, so I hurt Cangruo, chorus, hundreds of sages, Moqing...fall. When I started the second chance, I already knew that I would never succeed, but I still won the sky. When I was about to die, when faced with two choices, I was scared."

"Luo Jianqing, if I were to give you a chance, would you like to choose to lose your soul or become this day!"

Luo Jianqing remained silent and did not answer.

A faint light flashed in Jiulian's deep eyes: "I chose to be this day. From then on, heaven exists, and nine lotus is immortal, but Jiulian is no longer a nine lotus. I will grow and live forever, but I have no choice. ."

The Way of Heaven is Nine Lotus, but Nine Lotus is not the Way of Heaven.He took the sky, but the sky also took him.

Jiulian shares eternal life with Heaven, but they just live, and live forever in the most painful way.He watched the collapse of the Dry Mountain Range where the Sixty-Four Demon Venerables were located, and the breeze blowing out of the Fengshen Sea made the powerful soul of a human race even more fragmented; he watched the Mo Family day by day. Defeated, no longer the head of the family, and watched Mo Qing’s descendants being expelled to the cold desert wasteland, suffering all the time.

He looked at it for thirty thousand years with a pair of eyes.

Seeing that the human race and the demon race do not share the same sky, and seeing the blood of the two races' powers spilling over the Xuantian Continent.

For 30,000 years, no one has become a fairy; 30,000 years, the vicissitudes of life!

What is all this for?Why does Heaven treat the hundreds of millions of creatures in the Xuantian Continent so harshly!Why is there no one in Xuantian Continent who can become an immortal!Everything seems to be moving towards a fixed setting, as if someone has set up a circle, so that everything in the world follows his path and advances step by step.

Jiulian smiled slightly. He was holding that little ring and said he was laughing, but he was pale and weak.He is just a ray of remnant soul, attached to the "Nine Lotuses", he doesn't have any spiritual power, and he doesn't even know when it will disappear quietly.

Luo Jianqing kept his eyes calm, not knowing what to say.After thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't put down the Frost Floating Sword pointed at Venerable Jiulian, but solemnly asked: "Can't you manipulate the way of heaven?"

Jiulian shook her head slightly: "The me who became the way of heaven is no longer me."

Luo Jianqing said coldly: "Then how should I overthrow you."

Jiulian said: "Your strength is too weak, only comparable to Mingjia back then, not as Moqing, not as Cangruo, not as good as the me who used to be, and not as good as the me who has long been integrated into the way of heaven."

Luo Jianqing was firm and determined: "How shall I overthrow you!"

Jiulian's expression froze: "Understanding the eighth capture, it is possible to overthrow me. But I know that you can't go back anymore at this moment. The me in front of you is just a touch of remnant soul, a trace of obsession, and 30,000 sleep. Years, without spiritual power. I can't do much for you, but today, I will take you to the end."

On the long and narrow dark road, a green lotus and jade lamp slowly walked, guiding the road ahead.There was no longer any lightning and thunder on this road, but faint winds blew from a distance, blowing Luo Jianqing's hair back.

When he reached the ninth step, Luo Jianqing saw a gleaming line.He avoided and continued to move forward.

However, going forward, there are more and more lines of this kind, and in the end, it is inevitable, forming a light curtain, blocking Luo Jianqing's body.On this light curtain, time flew by, reflected in Luo Jianqing's eyes, shocking his spirit, and sinking into it suddenly.

When I opened my eyes again, it turned out to be Yuxiaofeng.

The bamboo forest is cloudy, and the breeze makes a rustling sound, and two elegant bamboo houses are looming between the green bamboos.Luo Jianqing pushed aside the bamboo leaves and stepped forward. Before leaving the bamboo forest, he saw a figure in white clothes standing in the medicine garden in front of the bamboo house, nourishing these heaven and earth spiritual materials with spiritual power.

The man raised his head to see Luo Jianqing, with a cold expression, and said indifferently: "Jinqing, why have you been there for so long?"

Luo Jianqing smiled and stepped forward and gently hugged the man. The latter opened his eyes in surprise, and before he could speak a second sentence, the illusion collapsed.

When Luo Jianqing opened his eyes again, Venerable Jiulian clinging to the green lotus jade lamp, stood beside him and looked at him calmly.Luo Jianqing nodded lightly towards him, and Venerable Jiulian nodded slightly. Luo Jianqing raised the Frost Floating Sword and ran the "Nine Lotuses Captured the Sky" with his mighty spiritual power. The sword pierced the light curtain and continued to move forward. Step forward.

Then, there is the second light.

This time the illusion was in the Windy City of Wusha Country. Luo Jianqing stood shoulder to shoulder with that person, waiting to buy the wind cake.After buying this piece of wind cake, Luo Jianqing took a bite, then smiled and raised the corners of his lips, and took the initiative to reach out to feed the person.

The man was quite flattered and opened his mouth to eat a small piece. Luo Jianqing smiled and asked, "Master, what's it like?"

The man thought for a moment, then whispered: "Slightly cool."

Luo Jianqing smiled: "I think... very bitter."

The next moment, the illusion collapsed again.

With the appearance of the light curtains, Luo Jianqing spent more and more time indulging in the illusion.Jiulian's remnant soul clings to his own natal lamp, waiting quietly by the side.This illusion was useless to him. He didn't worry about whether Luo Jianqing would be deeply trapped in the illusion and couldn't extricate himself. He just looked at Luo Jianqing's calm expression and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

When the two reached the end, a light curtain was laid in front of Luo Jianqing.

This time, Luo Jianqing closed his eyes and opened them again after three days and nights.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes were moist and there was a slight tear in them. In the blink of an eye, the tears slipped from the corner of his eye.

At this time, Jiulian finally couldn't help asking: "Your strength is far less than the original me, so when you encounter the light curtain formed by the long river of years, you can't directly break it. But I never thought that you would Can break through the illusion at such a fast speed. What did you encounter in the illusion?"

When he raised his head again, Luo Jian's expression was calm early in the morning, his eyes were pitch black, and Gu Jing was waveless.

"What have I met? Venerable Jiulian, thinking that when you win the sky for the second time, your strength will be greatly reduced, and you should also be stopped in front of this last light curtain. At that time, what did you encounter?"

Jiulian looked at him for a while, after a long time, he calmly said four words: "Mo Qing hates me."

Luo Jianqing asked: "How long did it take you to get out of this illusion?"

Jiulian's voice was calm: "I never walked out of the illusion, and finally broke the formation with force, and directly smashed the illusion." After a pause, Jiulian asked, "What about you?"

Luo Jianqing turned his head, his gaze flicked across the wall of this light curtain, he spoke softly, his voice did not fluctuate, but he seemed to be dead for a long time, and he could no longer say any throbbing or grief.

He said: "Twenty years ago, in order to find a chance, I once again returned to the land of the evil of dreams and encountered the evil of dreams. It created an illusion in which I stayed for ten years and finally saw through it. This time, What I encountered was the same illusion. In that illusion, I lost the most important person in my life, and then I tried my best to get him back, but he disappeared forever and could never be reborn."

Jiulian lowered her eyes: "Is it your Taoist companion?"

Luo Jianqing said in a calm voice: "It is my Taoist companion. He has been dead for many years. I have no worries in this life, I just want to win the sky."

As soon as the voice fell, the blue sword light rose up, smashing the wall of light curtain!

What appeared in front of Luo Jianqing was a long river spanning history.This river is not turbulent, but it is filled with the breath of years, countless memories sink and fall in this river.In this river, Luo Jianqing saw Mu Tianxin, Wei Qiongyin, Zuo Yunmo, and Yu Zizhuo...

There are Huo Yuchong, Xiuhen, Wenlongzi, Zhaoxianzi, Haoxingzi, Guanglingzi, Yuqingzi...

There are Yan Su, the ancestor of Guiyan, Bai Ji, the ancestor of the Bai family, the ancestor of Jianxiao, the fairy of Minghua, the fairy of Fengsi, the Buddha, the master of the spirit...

There are Yin Ji, there is a number, there is a danger of punishment, there is a unique old man...

There are Qin Guihe, Qin Siyi, Qi Luo, Yunxiang...

There is chorus, there is Cangruo, there is ink blue, there is nine lotus...

And Mo Qiu.

and also……

No sound.

Looking at the figure in white clothes, Luo Jianqing raised the profound spirit sword and cut a bloody mouth in his palm.He was stained with blood and drew a talisman in the air.With each of his pens falling, one person disappeared in the long river of years.

The Broken Soul Sect is gone, the Divine Sword Sect is gone, the Feihua Sect is gone, and the Guiyuan Sect is gone.

The Bai family is gone, the Yun family is gone... the eight great families disappeared one by one.

Then the Yaozu disappeared.

The Modao Palace is gone.

Taihua Mountain is gone.

When Luo Jianqing was about to make the final stroke, in the long river of years, the white-clothed venerable suddenly turned around, a very faint smile condensed on his cold face.He stared at Luo Jianqing earnestly and didn't speak, just watched silently like this.

Luo Jianqing's fingers did not fall on this pen for a long time. His fingers were trembling violently, and a tear fell heavily on the fingertips. He never dropped the pen.

As time passed, Jiulian waited quietly, but tears fell from Luo Jianqing’s eyes.

Quickly!Luo Jianqing made the final stroke.

boom!

The Venerable White suddenly dissipated, and the river of years suddenly collapsed.

The sixth win in "Nine Lotuses", the dark night of tomorrow and the reckless years!