GBP Chapter 542 The Dawn Will Come
Chapter 542 The Dawn Will Come
After walking through several hexagrams, An Ming leaped up into the sky, flew through the clouds and came under the sky, facing the illusory Holy Body of Fertility.
The flickering glass fire on the sword's edge went out when it was raised, and the sword body also stopped vibrating. The cracks that had originally appeared under the sword's intent were filled with glass-like flames.
At this moment, the darkness of the night faded away and turned into pure white like the first ray of dawn.
The fire that filled the void was none other than the Glazed Fire in An Ming's chest. The overwhelming sword intent turned into a dragon's roar, and An Ming faced the huge illusion alone with a sword in hand.
"This sword..." An Ming's eyes were extremely bright, and at this moment there was no haze in his heart. Starting from Yuque to Luofu today, he knew that his connection with the Immortal Boat had never been severed.
I swear to be like a cloud blocking the sky, protecting the immortal boat.
That was also the oath he had shouted countless times.
Jingtian, Yaoguang, Jingyuan, Fuxuan, Aini... there are so many causes and effects. Looking back, although there are always people who harbor malice towards him, there are also more friends who have deep ties with him.
Those kindnesses have never been ignored by An Ming, so he is standing here.
Not wanting to let important people get hurt, An Ming chose to stand in front of Huanlong and pull out Wuye again.
Because he is the savior.
Because...he is An Ming.
Countless familiar scenes flashed by between the sounds of swords, including the battleships that fell into the sea of fire at Yuque, Jingtian's last look before he walked towards the Ten Directions Light Reflecting Dharma Realm, his last farewell before saying goodbye to Luofu, and Jingyuan's "Take care on your journey" in "The fairy boat is soaring, and the cloud riders are always victorious."
And at the end was the oath that spanned a hundred years - "Xuan'er, are you willing to be my wife?"
The girl at that time blushed, her eyes were filled with crystal tears, but she smiled and nodded vigorously and said, "Yes!"
At this moment, all the causal lines converged on the sword edge. An Ming finally saw clearly everything he had experienced in the Immortal Boat and what he should do.
"This sword."
"It's called Dawn."
When dawn breaks, the long night is over.
The action of swinging the sword was so gentle that it seemed to be touching something, but the sword light compressed the ultimate sword intent into a string. The Holy Body of Fertility that Huanlong had carefully created began to shatter and disappear crazily in front of this terrifying sword intent.
"What a beautiful sword intention," Huanlong's gradually crumbling mouth raised an arc, and golden blood dripped from his disintegrating jaw. "This kind of withering is... hehe... the most suitable ending for me."
The sword at dawn crossed the blood curtain, and all the causes and effects that were destroyed, redeemed, or remembered to this day were condensed in the sword's intent.
The sword intent instantly cut off the phantom's head and turned into the first ray of light at dawn, piercing through the blood-red sky, and the remaining aftermath of the sword intent continued to move forward until all the antimatter legions in the virtual space were reduced to ashes.
Huanlong laughed as the world disintegrated bit by bit, letting the Jianmu core and the heart of the Buli war head shatter. "This sword intent... is worthy of offering destruction for me."
"This sword is the epitaph I wrote for you," An Ming no longer looked at Huanlong. He reached out his hand to touch the dim inscription on Wuye and whispered softly:
"Master, thank you."
Before the Bu Wen was shattered, the shadow of Jingtian appeared in front of An Ming's eyes. The shadow smiled at him slightly, and then drifted away into the dawn like the wind.
"When the clouds disperse..."
An Ming looked at the dawn in the sky and smiled, "The dawn will always come."
This is his sword, the sword that cuts through the night.
Ah Xing, who was watching the whole process from the ground with his head tilted up, said: Huh? This guy killed me with one sword again? This time, he didn't even have to talk about friendship or bond, and it was over straight away?
what?
Are you done?
Huanlong appeared! Huanlong seized Jianmu! Huanlong obtained the heart! Huanlong achieved the Holy Body of Abundance! Huanlong was sure to win! Huanlong was killed by a sword?
Starry Eyes watched as An Ming used his sword to cut Huanlong's skull in half, and then nothing happened. This made her look a little dumbfounded despite the small hat on her head.
"March, do you think I have been optimized by Robin...?" Xing looked at March Seven beside her with a guilty look on her face, thinking that her super break is not as good as pulling the bar at all, what if An Ming doesn't play with her one day.
Sanyueqi patted Xing's shoulder and said gently, "How could that be? After all, you have never been in the team."
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If they weren't sisters, where did San Yue Qi learn this super attack from? How could he break her weakness with just one sentence?
At this time, the tourists who were well protected by the Cloud Riders and the Qiongguan Formation began to applaud one after another. Instead of fear and anger on their faces, they shouted in high spirits, "The Immortal Boat is flying, and the Cloud Riders will always win!"
"Brother Yunqi, do you think I can join you?"
"He can even crush the Lord of Extinction, so is that brother also a Cloud Rider?"
"Oh my god, this is so exciting! This is the best promotional video for Yunqi!" A professional director in the crowd recorded the entire scene and prepared to edit it into a passionate short video to post on the forum.
At this time, Yan Qing was having a very hard time maintaining order in the crowd. He was sweating profusely. This was much more difficult than dealing with the abundant evil creatures, but... this seemed to be the first time that Yunqi was so popular and known by the public.
While Yun Li was helping the Yunqi clean up the battlefield, she kept replaying the sword that An Ming had just swung in her mind. She was absolutely certain in her heart that that was the master she was looking for, and the master she truly recognized.
But when she thought that An Ming only agreed to teach her swordsmanship during the martial arts ceremony and did not agree to be her real master, Yun Li wanted to travel back in time to give herself a sword.
Huang Quan was a step slower in clearing the roots of the vines, so when she arrived at Xingcha Sea, she only had time to see An Ming's final sword of dawn.
However, Huang Quan finally felt relieved after seeing that An Ming was fine. It seemed that... An Ming didn't need her to worry about him now.
But in Huang Quan's heart, even if An Ming is more powerful than the Star God, she will still pray for An Ming's safety.
After seeing Huanlong's body shattered, Huang Quan's slightly innocent eyes flashed with simple doubts: "Didn't you say you were going to crush me to death?" These days, even the Lord of Extinction is so good at speaking humorously. Sure enough, she still has a lot to learn in terms of speaking...
Thinking of this, Huang Quan took out a notebook from her pocket, which was filled with the "Art of Speaking" that Sanyueqi and Xing taught her.
For example, in the current situation, Teacher Sanyueqi would say: "If you are new, practice more!" And Teacher Xing would choose: "I feel not as good as Pepe. You ask who Pepe is. Pepe is the dog of the Black Tower Space Station."
When the blood-red dome was shattered by An Ming's sword, the ten-direction light-reflecting world began to gradually dissipate. Fu Xuan looked at An Ming falling from the sky and couldn't help but reveal a bright smile.
Qingque had a weak expression on his face, and muttered quietly: "Driving the Ten Directions Light Reflection Realm once almost drained me dry..." It is difficult to imagine how Master Fu Xuan's master managed to control such a terrifying formation all year round.
This thing is simply a bottomless pit. Although it is really useful, even the Lord of Extinction cannot sense it in advance. However, it takes at least a month to prepare for each use, and it also consumes a lot of mental energy.
"Lord Fu Xuan, I'm going back to lie down," Qingque muttered to herself and asked Huohuo to give her a ton of sweet tea, and then take a good month off to make up for the work injury caused by overtime work during this period.
If Jing Yuan has any objections, she will go and take a nap in front of the gate of Shen Ce Mansion!
"An Ming, do you feel anything?" After An Ming fell, Robin immediately held his hand, with a look of worry in his green eyes.
"What does it feel like?"
An Ming pondered for a moment, "Indeed, the strength of the Ten Directions Light Reflection Realm is much higher than that of the Qiongguan Formation, but I know very well that this is all due to Xuan'er and the little bird."
Robin: "?"
I was so pissed off by the strength party.JPG
Fu Xuan, who was standing by, was a little worried at first, but he laughed out of anger after hearing An Ming's answer, "Who asked you this? This is the backlash of fate. Do you feel it?"
"Well... I don't feel anything," An Ming expressed his feelings truthfully, scratching his head and saying, "Think about it, Xuan'er, something as mysterious as fate is just as magical as you don't know who will come to steal your house tonight."
"Get out!"
Fu Xuan elbowed An Ming in annoyance, but still smiled with his lips pursed. After all, they had successfully dealt with the Lord of Extinction this time.
From a common sense perspective, normally speaking, encountering an enemy at the level of a messenger is considered the worst. As for a Star God... let alone becoming an enemy of a Star God, there are not many people in the entire universe who have the chance to see a Star God.
"But then again," the robin smiled slightly, "my dear, you spent the whole night at Taibusi to accompany Sister Xuan'er..."
"Why don't I give it to you tonight?"
Fu Xuan puffed his lips, knowing that he was not in the right, and muttered quietly: "He was knocked unconscious by Fern anyway, is it necessary to stay up all night?"
"I think Sanyueqi and Huangquan will have no objection."
The robin clasped his hands together in delight, "Then it's settled!"
Before An Ming could say anything, Robin pressed his head and nodded. Her delicate hands stroked his chest and she whispered, "Let me help you relax tonight~"
Fu Xuan gave Robin a speechless look and said, "Forget it. I will go and adjust the Qiongguan formation and start after March 7 returns from Yuque."
Previously, the Qiongguan Formation was used to resist the influence of the blood-red dome, and the consumption was obviously huge. It still needs further adjustment before it can continue to be used.
Anyway, March 7th will not go to Yuque for a while, so he has to finish the solo match with Scott first before leaving.
"An Ming, Mr. Fu and Miss Robin, Luofu is very successful this time thanks to your care," Jing Yuan returned to the Ten Directions Light Reflection Realm after completing the preliminary arrangements and expressed his sincere gratitude to the three people.
"I am not worthy of the title of General," Fu Xuan snorted, until he saw Jing Yuan take out the wanted poster and tear it in half on the spot.
"After this incident, even those old guys are no longer qualified to criticize Fu Qing's actions."
Jing Yuan looked at An Ming with a smile, and An Ming nodded slightly. This was good... Maybe Fu Xuan didn't care about his reputation in the eyes of outsiders, but he did.
An Ming didn't want Fu Xuan to bear those unwarranted suspicions and doubts. His Xuan'er was naturally also a hero of the Immortal Boat, and his achievements should be known to the world.
"I don't care that much..."
Fu Xuan said this, but there was still a curve at the corner of his lips.
"Speaking of which, the martial arts ceremony will not be affected by this, right?" An Ming looked at the tourists on the outer side of Xingcha. Although the riot just now was serious, the Cloud Riders protected the tourists in an orderly manner and no one was hurt at all.
"Well... even if I want to suspend the martial arts ceremony now, the tourists won't agree."
Jing Yuan smiled and signaled An Ming that he could rest assured. When people witnessed the spirit of Yunqi with their own eyes, they would naturally stay to watch the martial arts ceremony.
Soon the chaos caused by the illusion was completely over. Although the damage on the inner side of the Xingcha Sea was serious, it was repaired at the fastest speed under the speed of the fairy boat.
The riot in the Youyu Prison was over before it even began. When Hu Lei escaped from the prison, all the prisoners in the Youyu Prison were released, but they were all killed with a single sword when Huang Quan left the Youyu Prison.
According to the judge who later said that, apart from the broken branches, the prison was like a sea of blood and corpses, and it would probably take hundreds of years for the bloody smell to fade away.
The events caused by the illusion came to an end, and at night, the indispensable celebration banquet naturally began under the arrangement of Xing.
Although Xing felt that he had done nothing, he still accepted the celebration banquet with peace of mind.
"By the way, Yingbao should also arrive in Luofu soon," An Ming finally had the chance to say, "I originally wanted her to bring Tingyun with her as insurance, but now it seems that I was overthinking."
The half of Huanlong's soul that was left was indeed shattered, so there was no need to use Tingyun to make a nest.
"I haven't seen Sister Ying for a long time," Sanyueqi really missed Liuying. After all, when Liuying was around, at least no one would steal so blatantly, and at least they would make up a weird commemorative day.
It doesn't look like it at all. It's clearly not stealing. It's clearly doing it without authorization. This is really disadvantageous for her honest character!
Since arriving in Luofu, San Yueqi has never been able to wait for An Ming to return to the inn at night. Every time, he is either taken to Taibusi by Fu Xuan halfway, or directly taken back to the room by the robin using its little wings.
The little bird stole the house in one hand, without making a profit in the middle of March. Everyone who has used it says it’s good!
Fu Xuan, who captured the key information, raised his eyebrows at the robin, meaning that the fireflies are back, and you still want to have An Ming all to yourself tonight?
The robin cutely turned his eyes away, thinking that this was really not the right time. There was a high probability that An Ming would go and meet Firefly directly late at night.
We have to find a way to let An Ming stay in the inn...
Huang Quan raised his head and glanced at everyone at the table with some confusion, "You guys, don't you want to eat?"
Are celebration banquets nowadays just for show? Huang Quan blinked, feeling that this preserved egg and lean meat porridge was very delicious, and the other dishes were also very appetizing.
Of course, the most important thing is the dessert. The delicious peach pudding eliminated Huang Quan’s fatigue from the whole day.