ancient prehistoric

Chapter 32: Broken Soul Cliff

When Lu Yue woke up again, it was already late at night. He had not eaten for a day, so he made a bucket of instant noodles. While Lu Yue was eating, he recalled the dream just now. What the old man said was still fresh in his mind. Could something really happen to him?

Happened? Before I knew it, I had finished eating a bucket of noodles. I looked at the time and it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Lu Yue came to the computer and saw a new comment: Young man, I will wait for you under the locust tree tomorrow. Lu Yue came to the window and opened the curtains. The dim street lamp illuminated the locust tree in front of the building, which was particularly conspicuous.

The blurry figure nodded slightly towards herself. Lu Yue shuddered, opened her eyes and looked carefully. There was no human figure, only a solitary locust tree stood by the roadside.

Sighing, she returned to the computer and continued to code and update, writing the dream she just had on the Internet. Perhaps this was Lu Yue's last update, and a sudden feeling rushed into her heart.

Rumors of Ni Yue's death are spreading throughout China, and Yue has been pushed to the forefront of the storm unknowingly. Even ordinary people's homes are discussing Tian Yao's affairs all over the world.

"Hey, have you heard? Yue is about to fight against the monks all over the world at Duanpo Cliff."

"Yes, and oh, I heard that heaven also sent messengers to kill this son."

"Well, I also heard that the Long family has been looking for him everywhere and vowed to put him to death."

"What? The Long family will also be involved in this matter? It's impossible."

"What do you know? Killing Niyue is related to the world of the Long family. How can you sit back and do nothing? Also, it seems that Long Xinglei is involved this time. There is no news about General Long Xingkong."

"Hey, I heard that his beauty has severed ties with the family and is looking for his whereabouts."

News of General Yue's battle with the monks all over the world at Duan Po Cliff are spreading everywhere.

Who spread the rumor? When did I say that I would fight against the monks from all over the world at Broken Soul Cliff? Is this a trap? Yue thought about it in her heart, and after asking about the direction of Broken Soul Cliff, she fled into the distance.

Duanpo Cliff is located about ten thousand miles south of Mount Tai in eastern China. A solitary peak stands there on a flat river. It is a forbidden area within a hundred miles. Legend has it that behind Duanpo Cliff is another space, which is the place of hell.

The gate fell from the top of the cliff and the souls were scattered in all directions, hence the name Duanpo Cliff.

Duanpo Cliff has beautiful peaks and lush trees. From time to time, a few birds fly back and forth looking for food. When Yue came to the foot of the mountain, he saw a stone and said: "Everyone in the world is a Po, even if it is a holy cultivator."

And the mortal world. The soul is broken off the redbud cliff, even if there is a future life, the story will continue - Broken Soul Cliff"

"If your soul is cut off at the Bauhinia Cliff, the story will continue in the next life. The Zijin River is the place where the soul is cut off, and the Soul Cliff is the place where the soul is cut off." Yue murmured to herself, hiding her figure and flying to the top of the cliff.

Looking back on the present, Yue accidentally broke into the residence of a psychic on the way to Duanpo Cliff. The psychic looked into Yue's eyes and said: "There was a woman who begged me to predict for her before, and she was willing to spend the rest of her life

In exchange for the forgiveness of the person I love deeply, I will guide her to Duanpo Cliff. I believe that man is you. After three lives and three lives, the bad fate will not be separated, and the bad fate of the three lives will end at Duanpo Cliff. You go,

This fate is a sin!”

The moon travels to the top of Duanpo Cliff, and the person on the top of the mountain is indeed Long Ling'er. At this moment, the monks all over the world are angrily reprimanding Long Ling'er for his deception.

Long Ling'er burst into tears, looking at Yue's hiding place, as if she felt that Yue was here. A long red dress wrapped her thin body, but her beautiful face was tinged with sadness, and her hands were naked.

I don't know where a pair of shoes were left. My red lips were slightly opened, and I sang a poignant song, with a clear voice and every word penetrated my heart.

Cinnabar is dyed red, ink is dyed green, cranes are red-topped, playing in the water and clouds in the mountains. The red is swaying, the green is connected, the winter plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the spring is coming. The plain eyebrows are slightly knitted, the red lips are covered, the lovesickness is infatuated, but the sound of the piano is hated. The fish crosses the lake,

The waves rise, under the umbrella of the bridge, the two depend on each other. The bluestone gradually fades, and in the canopy, I chant poems to the wine, and return drunk at sunset. The eagle falls on the withered pines, the yellow sand rises, and the wanderer is homesick, floating thousands of miles away. In the paintings on the wall, you

The foreshadowing left behind. But I polished it for you, but you never continued it. The sound of broken strings and zither stopped, and tears filled the eyebrows. The haggard face in the mirror is waiting for you. In the clouds floating in the mountains, there are traces of teardrops.

The maple leaves blown by the wind are waiting for you to put pen to paper. The remaining paintings evoke lovesickness, and the pictures are dyed with love. The paintings are always waiting for you.

After singing, he said to the monks: "Yue Yisheng has never done anything harmful to the heaven and earth. It is so unfair to put him against the world with just one song."

"Stop talking!" A monk interrupted Long Ling'er, and then said to everyone: "Isn't she the female cultivator who was with Nizi on Wushan Mountain? Of course I spoke for Nizi, she and Nizi are in the same group.

She must be an unlucky person, let's kill her together." This monk was one of the treasure hunters in Wushan. After saying this, he took the lead in attacking Long Ling'er.

Long Ling'er didn't dodge and continued: "If my death can earn your forgiveness, then it doesn't matter if I die."

Every word is like a needle piercing Yue's heart. If my death can buy your forgiveness, it doesn't matter if I die. It doesn't matter if I die. When Yue was stunned, the monk's magic weapon had already penetrated Long Ling'er's lower abdomen into a bowl.

The thick blood hole. Blood gurgled out, and the monk stood stunned on the spot. His beautiful face slowly turned pale, and the tears stopped flowing. His dark eyes gradually became blurred, and his eyes were still looking in the direction of the moon. His mouth was slightly open, as if

Saying, have you forgiven me?

"No!" Yue Deng was so shocked that he didn't expect that Long Ling'er was really unstoppable. He immediately flew to the top of Duan Po Cliff, chopped off the head of the monk who was standing there blankly with his hand, and took Long Ling'er into his arms.

"Why are you so stupid? It's not worth it for me."

"Have you forgiven me?" Long Ling'er said with difficulty. She raised her hand slightly, trying to brush away the tears from the corners of Yue's eyes, but dropped them deeply and never raised them again.

"I forgive you, Ling'er, wake up, wake up!"

"Ah!!" Yue looked up to the sky and screamed, "It was you who killed Xin'er and forced Ling'er to death. I want you all to be buried with him. Come on, monk from China. If you want to kill me, be prepared to be killed first."

Get ready!"

A gust of cold wind blew in, blowing Yue's long hair and scattering it behind her back. The brown robe rustled, and the murderous aura around Yue instantly soared. Anger dyed Yue's eyes red, and her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. She clenched her steel teeth.

, slowly drew out the long sword with both hands and pointed it at everyone, and said in a low voice: "Today, none of you can even think of leaving. All of you should stay and be buried with Ling'er!"

Yue used all his strength to rush into the crowd with Xuan Gong, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep. He swung his sword to cut off one person's head, then turned the sword away and stabbed into the chest of another person. The clothes were stained with blood, and the stumps were cut aside. Everyone was just now.

After reacting, he surrounded Yue heavily in the middle, constantly causing damage. The cultivators on the periphery kept flying pigeons to send messages to their sects, informing them of the location of Niyue, and notifying the sects to come to encircle and suppress him.

The weak monks' magic weapons were shattered by Yue's seven-star body protection law before they could get close to Yue's side. These monks all spat out a mouthful of blood because their magic weapons were damaged. Yue took the opportunity to unfold the seven-star law to search for the north, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

Falling, Yue fought against the backlash and stabbed the long sword into the icy road under her feet. With all her strength, the snow flew everywhere, sending the surrounding monks to hell.

Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, and the backlash of his self-destructive moves was more severe than expected. At this time, Yue's internal organs were all cracked. He staggered and blocked a warrior's axe, and his body was on the verge of falling. The force of the axe made his arms numb.

, almost knocking the long sword away. A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and the Taoist cultivator behind him hit him on the left back shoulder with a magic weapon before he could prevent it. The bones shattered, and Yue's entire left arm hung down weakly.

"Ah!" Yue endured the pain and yelled, turned around and cut off half of the Taoist cultivator's head, causing the brain matter to burst and spatter on the bodies of the cultivators.

Yue slumped his left shoulder, and used his right hand to slash hard at the man holding the axe. However, he was seriously injured and his hand was weak. However, the sword was blocked by the axe warrior. He swung the ax across his chest with his right hand, and the white bones were exposed. There was a streak on the white bones.

Deep cuts. Yue's consciousness began to become a little blurry. He vaguely saw monks walking around, with new scars constantly being added to their bodies, but he felt no pain.

At this moment, a woman in white clothes appeared in the sky. Upon closer inspection, she looked exactly like Long Ling'er. This woman was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a graceful figure. Her bare feet were in the air, and the ribbon on her clothes behind her was dancing continuously.

Beautiful. Light clouds gather under the feet, and a pair of jade feet are looming. The delicate fingers are slightly pointed, forming a transparent net to trap Yue in it. The attacks of the monks can no longer hurt Yue's body.

"I, Bailingxianzun, have been ordered by the emperor of the heaven to kill this boy. Please step back." The seductive voice came to the ears of the monks, as if there was an irresistible force, forcing the monks to scatter.

Come, only the moon in the center of the battlefield is left. "This son is contrary to Tianyao. He was born in response to the chaos and should be punished."

After saying that, Bailingxian Zun waved his jade hand and knocked Yue off the cliff.

The moon kept falling in the sky, and before he fell into coma, a message suddenly came into his mind: "Heaven has noticed you, and now your strength is not enough. When you are strong enough, go to heaven to find me." Although Long Ling'er was seriously injured,

If she doesn't die, I will take her as my maid, and you can go to my place to reunite with her after a hundred years."