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  Chapter 324 Thousand Fang Remnant Light Sword

  The Mozong has been abandoned for decades, and no one has ever visited.

The mountain gate is wide open, and all that can be seen is a long stone step extending into the depths of the darkness. The surface of the stone step is covered with thick dust. Taking advantage of the light from the opening of the mountain gate, you can vaguely see a few groups of black shadows in disorder. Blocked on the stone steps.

   Everyone climbed up the stairs, the mountain gate slowly closed, and the light behind them was gradually swallowed by the darkness amidst the rising dust. Ning Que frowned slightly, and took out a fire pocket from his arms, a cluster of weak and flickering fires lit up in the darkness.

  Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan looked around vigilantly, noticing Ning Que's actions and looking back at the faint light behind him. Although it was just a cluster of flames that could be extinguished at any time, it also made people feel a little at ease.

Just when Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan were about to take out the fire pocket, Zhou Ji flicked his fingers, and a burst of fire splashed in all directions, igniting the lampstand that had been extinguished for a long time, and as he walked up the stone steps step by step, the swaying flames were like living things It meanders upwards, and the lights are brightly lit for a moment, revealing the whole picture of this demon sect that has been dusty for many years in front of everyone.

  Ning Que looked down at the flickering flames on Huozhezi, then looked at the long steps that were as bright as day, curled his lips, closed the Huozhezi, and looked up at the top of the stone steps.

Not only him, but Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu were also touched by the dilapidated and desolate sight in front of them. Mo Shanshan put Zhou Ji's arm around the pile of dry bones scattered on the stone steps, stopped on the middle platform, and sighed with emotion. Said, "I heard that the mountain at the back of the academy can make the saint and the secular world think through it, while the gate of the Mozong mountain is indifferently above the secular world, but now it only looks like this."

Ye Hongyu glanced at Zhou Ji's hand, but she didn't support Mo Shanshan like she did. Her body was light and agile, like a fish jumping out of the water, she stepped forward and stepped onto the platform, looking at Mo Shanshan. Shan Dao, "Are you feeling sorry for the Demon Sect?"

  Mo Shanshan shook his head, hesitated to speak, and did not continue to defend himself.

  The four of them rested for a while and continued to move forward. On the way, they saw murals recording ancient times.

  Each painting records the resistance of human beings to Haotian. The pain and the will to fight are very clear even through the murals.

Zhou Ji looked at the upper part of the last mural, looked at the circle and a semicircle, and knew that the truth of Yong Ye was recorded in this simple and incomprehensible pattern, so he could see a trace of despair and hope that ordinary people could not detect. anger.

  Ning Que seemed to have guessed something, wrote down the contents of the painting, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "Do you know what this painting means?"

   "Eternal night is coming, Haotian is both Haotian and Pluto."

   Zhou Ji said something indifferently, and then walked towards Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan. Ning Que's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head to look at the mural again.

The theory of 'Eternal Night' has been passed down in the world for thousands of years. Even in the remote borders like Weicheng, he often hears people mention it, but these things are just jokes in leisure time for everyone. No one has seen Haotian.

In his opinion, the so-called eternal night is nothing but the extreme day and the extreme night at the two poles. How could it spread to the whole world? If he hadn't come to the wasteland and contacted the deserted people who fled, he would never have realized that this world .It's not scientific at all.

Glancing at Zhou Ji who had gone far away, Ning Que stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand to compare his height with Zhou Ji's, curled his lips and said, "Whatever it is~ the sky is falling and there's a tall man holding it up. What's the use?"

   Stepped forward two steps and followed, and found a stone wall in the middle of the hall.

   "Academy Ke Haoran destroys the Demon Sect here."

When Ye Hongyu saw that line of words, Ye Hongyu seemed to feel an extremely cold sword intent rushing towards her face. She had just walked all the way, and she already found that the bones here, whether they were disciples of the Demon Sect or guards of the Temple Judgment Division, were all killed by The man was killed with a sword.

  Single sword destroying the Demon Sect, how strong is the cultivation base, and how courageous it is to go to the Demon Sect alone, Ye Hongyu's hair is slightly swaying, and a strong fighting spirit is emitted from the depths of her cold and lonely eyes.

  Mo Shanshan also felt the coercion of the oncoming sword, took half a step back, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "Who is Ke Haoran?"

   Before Zhou Ji could speak, Ning Que had already stepped forward.

   "Ke Haoran is my little uncle." Ning Que looked at the stone wall Ke Haoran left behind with a dazed expression, and the sea of ​​Qi and Snow Mountain in his body seemed to respond, making him subconsciously stretch out his fingertips to make another sword mark.

It was because Ning Que touched the sword marks in the big formation just now that Ning Que activated the formation. Seeing him repeating his old tricks, Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, and was about to stop her, but Zhou Ji gently grabbed her wrist , pressed down.

   "It's okay, the sword intent left by Ke Haoran is not here, Miss Ye don't need to be nervous."

  Ye Hongyu turned his eyes to look, facing Zhou Ji's warm and clear eyes, hesitated for a moment, and slowly lowered his arms.

Sure enough, after Ning Que touched the sword mark, there was no abnormality in the Mozong Hall, and the sword intent solidified on the sword mark did not enter his body, and he took his hand away somewhat disappointed. Ning Que showed regret, but also A trace of doubt arises.

   "Why did the little uncle want to destroy the Demon Sect? I have never heard that the academy has any enmity with the Demon Sect."

  Zhou Ji smiled and said, "Everything must have a reason, and if you walk inside, you may be able to find the reason."

Ning Que nodded, and walked around the edge of the stone wall, followed by Zhou Ji and Ye Hongyu, Mo Shanshan, and the four of them walked around the stone wall and reached the depths of the Mozong Hall, a platform full of dead bones surrounded by six stone pillars forward.

  "Many times in the world, there are many things that don't need a reason or a reason, because those reasons and reasons, if you think about it from another angle, are often delusional"

  The main hall was brightly lit, and an old and hoarse voice came from the bones piled up at the foot of a stone pillar. The skull rolled down, and the iron chain echoed crisply in the hall.

   "Who? Who's in there?"

Ye Hongyu stood with a sword in his hand, looking at the grain pile with cold eyes. As the sound of the iron chain became louder, a beardless monk with a haggard face climbed out, "Me? I am a self-confessed person. It is a great mistake that will be regretted for the rest of my life, and I am bound here, vowing to use the rest of my life to save these dead souls and make atonement."

  The monk’s abdomen was pierced by iron chains, and he couldn’t get up at all. His eye sockets were sunken, and he was as thin as a stick. He lay on the ground and looked up with difficulty to the four strangers who broke into the hall.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't communicated with anyone for too long, the monk seemed to be talking to himself as if answering Ye Hongyu's question, and began to introduce his background, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a chuckle, and turned to Looking over his head, the laughter came from the young man hiding behind the two women.

"What are you laughing at?" The monk looked up at Zhou Ji. Zhou Ji patted the shoulders of the two women and walked forward, 24 steps away from the monk. He kicked a piece of dry bone behind him, and rolled down in front of Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu.

A trace of disappointment and violence flashed in the depths of the monk's eyes. He was only one step away. One more step, he could eat fresh flesh and blood. Looking at Zhou Ji again, I'm afraid that if I look at it again, I won't be able to resist stepping forward to bite, feeling the comfort of hot blood moistening my throat.

"I'm sorry, there are too many slots, and I couldn't hold it back for a while." Although Zhou Ji had a smile on his face, there was no smile in his eyes, and there was only disgust and coldness in his eyes. "Let's talk about one first, you say You are bound here, but what remains of these chains on your body is Ke Haoran's mighty sword energy."

"You really recognized it." The monk's sunken eyes finally flashed a wave, and he smiled bitterly, "Ke Haoran is my best friend. We have traveled together for several years. Unfortunately, he has fallen into the devil's way. Drag him into this bloodbath."

"You're lying! My uncle has a great righteousness, so how can he practice the Demon Sect Kung Fu?" Ning Que stepped forward, just as he was about to pass by Zhou Ji, and was about to take the twenty-three steps of a monk, but blocked by an arm.

"Don't get too close, the next one is the second slot." Zhou Ji stopped Ning Que, looked at the monk with solemn eyes, and continued, "The Mozong has closed the mountain for decades, and you are trapped here. It has been decades, in these decades, I don't know how you make a living?"

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of all the people present changed drastically. The monk felt that something was wrong when Zhou Ji stopped Ning Que. The iron chain made a loud noise.

Only then did Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan notice the dead bones under their feet. Looking at the tooth marks and broken teeth marks on them, Mo Shanshan's face was pale, and he felt a tumbling in his chest. He turned his head to cover his mouth, and retched a few times. Resisted not to spit it out.

  Even Ye Hongyu, who has always been decisive in killing, has an extremely ugly face. She proves the truth by killing, but she has never seen such a dehumanizing behavior.

  Gripping the long sword tightly in his hand, he raised his eyes to look at the monk among the bones, bursting out with a firm and resolute killing intent.

Having been punctured by Zhou Ji, the monk no longer pretended to be. The bone wreckage rolled and fell, and the iron chain made a 'clank' sound. A combination of black and red thoughts enveloped the entire hall,

Except for Zhou Ji, the minds of the three people shook violently, and the sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent, arousing the despair that they least wanted to face in their hearts, as if it was an invisible hand, slowly tying them from the ground, urging them to struggle Take a step forward and walk towards the bone mountain.

  Under the influence of the monk's thought power, Ye Hongyu's killing intent was even stronger, but this pure killing intent was polluted by hatred. In a trance, he returned to that night ten years ago again, experiencing the helplessness and fear that time.

  Suddenly, a sword light shines from her eyes, cutting through the darkness, dispelling despair, and slowly falling in front of her.

  The outline of nothingness gradually became clear, and she saw not only the sword, but also the person who saved her.

   Wearing a plain long gown, he is chic and handsome, his eyes are as warm as water, as if he can touch it with his hand, and hug him with his arms.

  Wait, how could I have such an idea?

  Ye Hongyu paused, the light around him gradually receded, his consciousness returned, and his eyes were clear.

A warm feeling came from the top of his head, and he turned his head to look, and saw Zhou Ji slowly take away his palm, and Mo Shanshan was standing on the other side of Zhou Ji, his empty and bewildered eyes gradually gathered Trance.

  Perhaps it was because his state of mind was broken by the monk's thought power, Ye Hongyu's steadfast Dao heart actually had a trace of inexplicable fluctuations following the palm that Zhou Ji took away.

  Before she had time to think about it, Ye Hongyu turned her hand over and drew out the long sword, not hiding the murderous intent in her eyes, and pointed out that the sword had slashed across the blade, and she was about to fly forward, but Zhou Ji held her shoulder and pulled her back.

"Since this person is trapped by iron chains, why should we get close to him?" Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to grab it, and Ning Que, who was halfway there, was pulled by the magic power and flew towards Zhou Ji. Seeing this, the monk also stretched out his hand, thinking To compete with the power of thought, Ning Que was captured in front of him. Ning Que was pulled and suspended in mid-air, but after this trouble, he regained consciousness.

  Looking down at Zhou Ji and the three behind him, and then at the monk with a ferocious face, Ning Que raised his longbow and shot a Yuan Thirteen arrow.

The monk's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to avoid the talisman arrow. He was amazed that this person with the lowest cultivation level had a sharp weapon that could hurt him. At the same time, he summoned a cloud of thick black mist from his chest, and turned into a beast beside him, leaping forward. Chao Ning Que bites.

  Zhou Ji frowned slightly, and pulled back suddenly, Ning Que let out a strange cry and fell from mid-air, avoiding Taotie's bite.

  The monk was trapped by iron chains and couldn't move freely, but the Taotie he summoned was not. With a roar in the air, he chased after Ning Que. Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan, who was awake, cast their spells to stop him.

It's a pity that the gap in strength cannot be filled by numbers after all. Even with Ning Que's help, the three are still no match for the monks. Seeing the three flying out, Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to hold Ye Hongyu's Rou Yi and took the imitation from her hand. Zhu Xian, passing by her, bumped into the gluttonous phantom gathered by the black fog.

   "Borrow a sword and use it."

In an instant, mana swallowed and turned into five spirit beams of water, fire, earth, wind and thunder, and the five spirits returned to their ancestors, pulling out endless vitality of heaven and earth from the void. Zhou Ji stood holding a sword, and sword lights surrounded the hall, condensing in the void middle.

  The monk felt that the danger was approaching, and quickly called Taotie back to his side. The black mist enveloped his body, and his thin and haggard body also filled up, and his aura continued to rise.

   "What kind of sword technique is this?" Ning Que looked up at the scene in front of him, felt the terrifying power contained in every sword, and couldn't help but exclaim.

   "I've never heard of such a sword technique in the world." Mo Shanshan looked at the Five Spirits Guizong rising from Zhou Ji's feet, hesitated to speak, showing hesitation.

  Ye Hongyu stared at Zhou Ji who was standing with a sword in his eyes, the light in his eyes seemed to be more dazzling than these sword lights.

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