Chapter 247: I Have Counted My Fortune

"If you step out of this palace today, the painter will never leave Miao Kingdom alive!" Concubine Wen Ling no longer used any discussing tone.

"Master Wen, are you serious?"

"If I give up fine clothes, fine food, royal power and wealth, and practice hard in the Miaoshan Sword Sect for twenty years, and finally have to make do with others, then what's the point of everything I do?" Concubine Wen Ling said coldly , the momentum of a generation of masters has been fully displayed at this moment.

Standing there, she looked like a waterfall of the Milky Way flying straight down, making people feel majestic and suffocating just by getting close.

"Master Wen has something to say, and I agree with it, but you said something wrong." Zhu Minglang stood in front of the gate leading to the courtyard. Behind him was the towering palace wall and a golden autumn moon, shining brightly The night glow poured down, outlining Zhu Minglang's figure tall and firm.

"There are different ideas, so what is right or wrong!"

"Looking around in this world, apart from Zhu Xuehen, no one can compare with you in the realm of swordsmanship..." Zhu Minglang slowly raised his hand.

The night sky was clear and the moon was shining brilliantly, but a fiery sword was burning. The scorching crimson seemed to light up the night of the entire royal palace, and the indigo-silver stars and moon were also dyed a bright fiery red! !

In the palm of his hand, raging flames suddenly appeared, with streaks of fire streaks like dragons and dragons, wrapped around Zhu Minglang's long arms, and quickly penetrated into his blood vessels, meridians, and bones, making Zhu Minglang's whole body feel like a piece of steel that has been tempered for thousands of years. Iron, fiery red and clear, every inch of muscle and bone erupted with blazing power, just like a god and demon awakening in a mortal womb!

"Fire Scar Sword - Sword Awakens!"

The flame of heart that cannot be extinguished for thousands of years, as long as it is lifted up and waved towards the enemy of fate, this inextinguishable core will burn again on the rusty sword and shine again!

The momentum is like a waterfall flying straight down, cold and majestic, but Wen Lingfei's momentum at this moment can't suppress the burning breath of Zhu Minglang's body, her face is flushed red, and her eyes are full of disbelief. color!

Zhu Minglang obviously didn't have any sword cultivation.

Why at this very moment...

Powerful, wild, like a mountain of flames, the entire palace seemed to be plunged into a sea of ​​flames swept by a heat wave.

"Isn't Master Wen obsessed with Yaoshan Sword Sect's Heavenly Meteor swordsmanship?" Zhu Minglang held the Fire Scar sword in his hand, the flames were blazing, dancing gently, the flames were like red lotuses and blood clouds in the sky!

"snort,

Even if you can use the Twelve Swords, how can you defeat me! "Concubine Wen Ling has already held the sword in her hand. This sword is like jade, clean and gorgeous. It is moon white when it meets the moon at night, and it is maple red when it meets the flames!

"The first twelve swords couldn't even touch a single hair of Master Wen, but the last five swords have severed the earth's veins and caused a piece of land to fall. I don't know how many swords Master Wen can withstand!" Ming Lang's aura suddenly exploded.

Zhu Minglang at this moment is like a volcano. The lava inside burst the entire volcanic dome, and the scorching liquid and rock fragments swept together. If such terrifying power were to be unleashed wantonly, the palace and princess palace would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

However, Zhu Minglang had already reached the state where he could control these auras at will. He rushed this force towards Concubine Wen Ling. The whole room didn't even shake the wine glass, but Concubine Wen Ling was in a terrifying situation. During the disaster, the sky collapsed and the ground collapsed, and it was impossible to stand still!

"Sky Meteor Sword Art..."

Without the previous twelve swords, Zhu Minglang directly started with the fourteenth sword. The huge palace and the extravagant princess palace were silent, and even the wind did not change in any way. But when Zhu Minglang's sword fell, Wen Ling The concubine's face changed.

She stepped forward with her sword, tapped lightly on the eaves of the bedroom again, and she soared above the night like a nightingale, and quickly got rid of Zhu Minglang's aura...

As Concubine Wen Ling soared higher and higher, the vast palace was already like a blueprint on the earth, and the whole country could be seen in a panoramic view.

Looking down, Concubine Wen Ling looked through the hollowed-out eaves, saw Zhu Minglang, and even saw his fiery eyes that were still locked on her. Those eyes were inexplicably eye-catching, as if she was flying into the sky In the galaxy, it is still staring! !

"Suzaku Sword!"

The sword style that was spit out was no different from that in the ear.

Zhu Minglang swung his sword, towards the night sky, towards Concubine Wen Ling, who wanted to get rid of her aura. In an instant, the sword body bloomed like a fire lotus, and the night sky seemed to be burning. He descended from ten thousand stars, was born from the crimson autumn moon, spread out the wings of flames, and seemed to be able to cover the entire capital of Miao Kingdom, and that magnificent body made the entire night sky appear crowded!

The sword and fire transformed into a form, like a celestial beast, a vermilion bird. For a time, the streets, houses, and small courtyards of the entire capital were illuminated crimson brightly, and the high walls of the palace were even more red like the rising sun...

People raised their heads, and under the intense burning night, they could see a graceful woman waving terrifying sword aura countless times into the night sky. Any sword passing through the street unintentionally will level the long street! !

But this kind of sword power couldn't tear apart the sword fire Suzaku.

Suzaku fell to the palace, and the magnificent palaces and buildings of the palace would be reduced to a piece of lifeless scorched earth at any moment! !

"Master Wen, don't easily threaten me, Zhu Minglang's love, or your palace, your sword sect, including you, will be crushed into dust by me!!"

Concubine Wen Ling was horrified, this sword fire Suzaku was too domineering, she might be able to survive the fall of this sword, but the palace under her feet would be wiped out in an instant, and tens of thousands of palace nobles, maids, and guards might die!

However, just when the raging Suzaku sword fire touched the eaves of the highest pavilion, the raging flames all over the sky turned into non-destructive fireworks in an instant, destroying nothing except the splendor and beauty.

Every plant, every tree, every brick, every tile, and the dumbfounded maids and guards who seemed to be dreaming of purgatory, they didn't burn even a single strand of hair, but the fear of seeing the gate of hell came from deep in their hearts. It spread to the whole body, and the whole body was paralyzed and fell to the ground one after another...

Concubine Wen Ling landed in the gorgeous night sky of death, and landed on the towering eaves of the Princess Palace.

With cold eyes, she stared at Zhu Minglang who had jumped onto the high wall of the palace.

Zhu Minglang glanced back at her. From this woman's eyes, Zhu Minglang interpreted something more complicated, but it was impossible to have any results today.

"You can hide, but you can't hide from our final fate." Concubine Wen Ling breathed calmly.

If the way of practice is a journey to the sky, hundreds of millions of mortal spirits will slowly be silent in the mountains, and it will only be those few people who will meet at the top of the gate of heaven.

Before that, Concubine Wen Ling felt that Zhu Minglang would follow behind her with difficulty, but at least she could see his figure.

But now, she believes that there will be a place for Zhu Minglang on that few people's peak. No matter where they start to climb from, which land they start to climb, they will still watch each other on the highest mountain because of loneliness.

This is the ultimate destiny, why bother struggling, so what about the beautiful scenery along the way?

"I've counted my fate. In order to comply with this fate, I need to work harder." Zhu Minglang said to Concubine Wen Ling.

After finishing speaking, he put away his sword, jumped down from the tall palace wall of the palace, and plunged into the vast bustling market, no longer having the slightest nostalgia for the palace and the head of the beauty.