Chapter 785: Lord's oracle

On the Zhanxiantai, there was a lack of wind.
Sweeping away at a glance, what you see is broken armour and broken swords everywhere.
In the Linghu Lake, the blood was misty and the bones floating corpses were extremely tragic, completely devoid of the Fuze aura of the secret treasure land.
Half of the prisoners who tried to escape were killed or injured, and the female warrior of Ziling Pavilion who stopped the prisoners also suffered heavy losses. Their sacrifices were not without tragic.
Of course, to Yan Ziling who holds authority, their lives are as cheap as an ant, light as a feather, life and death, meaningless, even extremely ridiculous.
"In this world, there are always such ridiculous things happening constantly, and there are always such ridiculous people constantly emerging!
"Everyone wants to prove the way and sanctify, against the destiny of heaven to find transcendence."
Above Zhanxiantai, only two figures, one blue and one purple, stood facing each other in the field.
"Everyone has his own ambitions, what is ridiculous?"
The voice of Yan Ziling's voice fell, and Zhang Songnian was like a peak of eyebrows, a pair of Danfeng eyes with azure blue light, staring at her.
"Just like these corpses lying on the ground, there was the Wutianjiao before they were alive, and everyone is like a dragon! They are full of blood, squeezing their heads to fight for a place to join the Wutianjiao. Touch the way to sanctification and get better training resources."
Yan Ziling still has a ruthless smile on Qiao Leng's face:
"As everyone knows, in Wutian Sect, they are just general people who enter the religion but cannot enter the Tao. Therefore, in order to obtain resources, they became prisoners, warriors, dust, and ashes."
"Everyone in the world has the lofty ambition of'being the top of the sky, looking at the mountains and small mountains', but who knows that the heights are very cold, and if you accidentally fall into the abyss, you will end up with a miserable end with no bones. The ignorant young and ignorant girl is always happy, vying for the first time, like this, the oak is mediocre, the roadside is bitter, living in the world is a waste of resources, the strong can determine their life and death with a word, where do you think it is not ridiculous?"
"ridiculous!"
Zhang Song's young beard grabbed his beard. After listening to Yan Ziling's words, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the words cold and hard came out of his mouth. Immediately, he hummed again and gave Yan Ziling a cold look, saying:
"It's you who is ridiculous! I think I am the best, but I don't know how far it is!"
Not waiting for Yan Ziling to refute, Zhang Songnian said:
"The mediocre oak oak is useless in the eyes of the carpenter, but in the gardens, courtyards, houses and halls, it can fix water, soil and prevent wind and sand. Although the bitter plum by the road is not a delicacy, it is also a scene in the painting. There is a different posture and beauty, strange in the Danqing ink bone."
With that said, the blue light in Zhang Songnian's eyes became clearer:
"The world is unwilling to be plain and vulgar. They don't know that plain is true, and vulgar is elegant. Even if you can understand it thoroughly, how many people will do what you say? Maybe there is a destiny. Neither you nor me."
"shut up!"
Zhang Songnian's words are intricate, every word is zhuji, and every sentence makes Yan Ziling face red and red, and jade face is feixia. She immediately became angry and shouted domineering coldly.
Of course, Zhang Songnian turned a deaf ear to this, still chattering, eloquent and eloquent:
"Even a reptile ant has its own way of survival. For you, their sacrifices may not be worth mentioning, but at the moment when the cold iron rolls the blade, the blood is spreading across the sky, and it is picturesque. How romantic they are. They came into this world bloody, left bloody, and they were always naked!"
"Look at you again, you are so brutal and unrestrained, you may not be as good as them when you die!"
"Shut up!"
Yan Ziling heard the words, qi and blood surged, his chest violently fluctuated, his eyes gnashing his teeth, and he shouted coldly again.
"kill him!"
With a scream, the leopard beast in the fake sleep soundly straightened up its vigorous leopard body, and its breath was murderous and brutal.
Shit!
The beast's claws grabbed a deep crack on the ground, and with a click, the long tail of a leopard like a copper whip whipped the air, and the leopard's body became more and more empty in response, like a fast arrow from the string, leaping towards Zhang Songnian, fast Lun, driving the wind.
"Wow!"
The cry of the beast is cold and low, just like the roar of strange thunder, and the coyote howls the moon.
"It is true that Zhang Songnian is not an upright gentleman, nor an elegant scribe. Although he lives in Qinjian Pavilion as the deacon and elder, he has no accomplishments, and his kendo skills are not as good as the pavilion master..."
As if ignoring the fierce purple leopard that swooped in, Zhang Songnian laughed at himself, and then took a deep look at Yan Ziling, who was full of heartlessness and cruelty:
"Of course, a certain student is innocent and has never betrayed you. If you ask for proof, it will only be a pure heart."
After that, without explanation, Zhang Songnian raised the four-foot green dragon sword, neither blocking the leopard beast attack, nor using martial arts against Yan Ziling.
Huh!
There was a sudden noise, and the tip of the sword fell three feet below the ground.
At this moment, on Zhang Songnian's thin cheeks, there was not a trace of mood swings, and it was as smooth and clean as a piece of undyed white paper.
Stabbed!
The leopard beast's sharp claws disappeared and penetrated Zhang Songnian's chest unstoppably, and a fiery red heart still beating.
In an instant, this pure heart was crushed by the black panther's claws.
Zhang Songnian frowned slightly, the blue light in his eyes gradually dimmed, a layer of hoarfrost condensed between his eyebrows, and the moment he fell, his lips evoked a smile of satisfaction and relief.
Red and dazzling bloodstains flowed happily like a hundred rivers into the sea, and flowed into Linghu one after another.
Zheng!
The remnant sword that was broken by the leopard's claws made a few light blue apertures in the space, and plunged into the water of Linghu Lake, splashing a gorgeous blue spray.
A distant blue dragon neighed as if trembling and reverberating in the void, and then, a ray of blue light collapsed like rain, and sank into the bottom of the lake without sound.
"At the moment when the cold iron rolls the blade, the naked child's blood is spreading into the sky, poetic and picturesque, and how romantic. They are born and leave bloody, and they are always naked!"
Zhang Songnian's Qing Langruxiu's voice echoes in Yan Ziling's ears, as if the old man is still there, and the local accent has never changed.
Clouds flew away from the gray sky, lonely as a lonely bird, standing in the center of the Linghu Lake, Yan Ziling wore a black-sleeved gray robe and didn't move. She opened her eyes wide, and only felt her body. It was extremely hot, and my heart was particularly cold, mist clouded my eyes, and tears condensed like frost.
Cutting the periphery of Sendai, the battle is still in full swing.
A golden blood python carrying Lin Wei, shocked like a dragon, invincible vertically and horizontally, killing all the disciples of Ziweixuan too late.
However, the elders Xue Yutao, Mu Youlan, and Tian Qiqi were not vegetarians, and they always trapped the golden blood python in the Linghu Lake and could not escape.
The two sides were in a stalemate, but it was the disciple who suffered.
At this moment, a majestic and sacred voice continued to circulate over the entire Ziwei Xuan, overshadowing all the sounds of fighting, stirring up waves in everyone's heart:
"The doctrine is majestic, the edict proclaims!"
Is the leader!
Aware of this, there was an unstoppable tremor in everyone's hearts. They all gave up together, did not dare to fight again, threw themselves to the ground, panicked, and respectfully listened to the edict:
"Linghu is changing in the sky, punishing the evil and catching the evil, the monster invades, it's not the same thing, it is false or real, the background is unknown, lynching, hiding the head and missing the shadow, whipping the fast cow, it is unfair, Ziwei Acting in this way, Ziling Pavilion acted like this, it is not my religion, it is to teach people to handle it. Things are indiscriminate, people must be aware of the last, today’s matter, plan for a long time, stop fighting, stop talking in detail, I look at your feelings, If you watch the fire, you will not be punished if you have or violated it!"