Chapter 1815 – Sword

　　Just as Fuzi Chen froze, Wu Quan’s voice suddenly rang out!

　　”You guys look outside!”

　　The crowd turned their heads to look out the window, first stunned, then gradually opening their mouths wide in shock ……

　　A drop of water that had crossed mid-air suddenly broke into two pieces from the center, the break was smooth and flat, as if it had been chopped by an invisible sword, and then in a very short period of time, it split again!

　　Two cut, four cut, eight cut, sixteen cut ……

　　In just a blink of an eye by the crowd, a drop of water shattered into a faint mist of water that

　　In another blink of an eye, the

　　This sea …… has disappeared.

　　This sea did not disappear, but every drop of water beads, were chopped into water mist in a flash!

　　At the same time, only a few kilometers away from the carriage, the three huge grammatical gods, their figures suddenly lurched, and then they were like this sea, transformed into a mist and gradually drifted away …… The difference is that the mist transformed by the sea is white, and the mist they transformed into is the color of blood.

　　No sound, no breath.

　　The three grammatical gods that were strong enough to crush several Lord God levels were completely erased from this world.

　　Endless white fog shrouded the world, the carriage stepped into the air and moved forward in a certain direction in silence, and beyond the carriage, it was as if only boundless emptiness and dead silence remained.

　　”Hair …… what happened?”

　　A member of the [Phoenix] squad, blankly looking at the watery world outside the window, opened his mouth in disbelief.

　　Guan was staring at a certain place in the water mist with his eyes deadpan for a long time before muttering his words:

　　”The sword …… is him? He came out of the gate?”

　　”Sword? Where is the sword?” Not only that team member, even Chen Han, who had already been promoted to the human ceiling, frowned and asked.

　　Guan Zai pointed downwards, his expression complicated:

　　”We, are in this sword ……”

　　”This is ……”

　　The blazing angel Lin Qiye waved his feathered wings, and was stunned in this endless water mist for a long time before he snapped back to his senses and turned his head to look in the direction of Daxia!

　　”The sword …… is a teacher?!”

　　Those three Kraken Gods that were chasing the carriage had already turned into blood mist and drifted away without a trace, and the remaining six Kraken Gods seemed to have been frightened in some way and quickly disappeared between this white mist.

　　Blazing Angel Lin Qiye didn’t go after them, but instead waved his feathered wings and quickly flew upwards.

　　His figure skimmed through the atmosphere, but he still didn’t break free from this endless water mist, and his altitude continued upwards until he was free from the gravity bind and reached space, and the drifting water mist disappeared into thin air.

　　Blazing Angel Lin Qiye looked down and his eyes slightly contracted ……

　　Only to see the gray and cloudy surface of the earth, a sword mark has been deeply branded on top of the ocean, all the seawater on the path of this sword has been chopped into water mist, these mists are like blood flowing out of the ocean injured, constantly flowing into space, the

　　The end point of this sword mark is the battlefield where the carriage was chased, and the starting point …… is the direction of Daxia.

　　Blazing angel Lin Qiye looked at this chopped “ocean” sword marks, eyes emerged unprecedented shock, he so far, never seen such a horrible scene, even when Michael from the moon chopped down to the earth that sword, but also less than in front of this sword shock!

　　A sword, stabbing out from Daxia, penetrated through thousands of kilometers of nothingness and chopped down the sea. When the sword fell, the sea shattered into fog!

　　The entire sea shattered into fog …… What is that concept?

　　How many times does a drop of seawater have to be chopped before it becomes fog? How many drops of seawater are there in an ocean?

　　This sword stabbed out, not to mention wiping out the three grams of gods, even if Zeus this level of supreme god here, I am afraid that there is no possibility of survival.

　　Blazing Angel Lin Qiye looked at the direction of Daxia in a daze, and after a moment, his eyes gradually brightened.

　　”Teacher …… you are already powerful to this extent?”

　　Daxia.

　　At the edge of the lonely and barren desert, a sword hut stood above the void of the earth.

　　On this land, there was no wind, no life, no vegetation, only sword qi that had condensed into substance, drifting in the dead air.

　　Inside the sword hut.

　　A black-shirted figure sat calmly on the ground with his knees crossed.

　　His right hand was pinched as a sword finger, pointing at a certain direction in the nothingness, and above that corresponding wall, a small two-finger thick hole was emitting a faint smoke.

　　”Well?” The Fateful Monk stood at his side and asked in a deep voice.

　　”Killed three of them.”

　　”Are they safe?”

　　”Uh-huh.”

　　”That’s good …… Many thanks to Sword Immortal.” Monk Predestined spoke respectfully.

　　Zhou Ping was about to say something when his gaze suddenly condensed, he looked down at his palm, a thin dark red crack surfaced on the back of his hand, slowly spreading towards his arm in his sleeve ……

　　A strand of crimson blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

　　”What are you ……” the Fateful Monk’s brows were locked as he looked at the cracks that spread all over Zhou Ping’s palms, as if he had thought of something.

　　Zhou Ping shook his head, “It’s nothing, you go first …… When Lin Qiye comes back, have him come and meet me once.”

　　The Predestined Monk hesitated for a moment, but still nodded his head:

　　”Good.”

　　With the departure of the Fatal Monk, the Sword Lodge once again fell into a dead silence.

　　Zhou Ping looked at his departing back and sighed helplessly …… His eyes slowly closed and he sat alone in the center of the Sword Lodge, motionless as if he was in meditation.

　　The gods mental hospital.

　　An Qingyu stood in this completely unfamiliar land, his brows slightly wrinkled.

　　”So this is …… what you lured me here for?”

　　”You have too many tricks up your sleeve, other than here, I can’t think of any other tricks to trap you.” Lin Qiye gently waved his hand, and with a flash of their figures, they had already arrived in the middle of the empty compound.

　　He raised his hand and pointed to the last ward on the second floor of the patient building, “This last empty ward is one I’ve specially reserved for you.”

　　An Qingyu surveyed the surroundings, her face didn’t have too many emotional changes, she only opened her mouth thoughtfully.

　　”The Asylum of the Gods?…… Is this the secret that belonged to you back then? Your identity as an agent of the Gods, as well as those constant streams of summons, all came from here?”

　　”That’s right.”

　　At this point, there was no need for Lin Qiye to hide the secrets from back then.

　　”Are you sure that this place can trap me?” An Qingyu asked rhetorically.

　　Lin Qiye frowned at him, as if he wanted to see some fluctuation of emotions in those gray eyes, disdain or fear, worry or anger …… but there was none of that in his eyes.

　　An Qingyu gave him the feeling of being an omniscient, transcendentalist who had seen through the red dust, like a combination of Merlin and the predestined monk.

　　The An Qingyu in this state was the most terrifying.

　　Lin Qiye was about to open his mouth to say something when a frivolous voice suddenly rang out from the sick building:

　　”Yo~ Isn’t this our [Key of Door]? What? You came on vacation too?”

　　[Chaos] rested his hands on the railing of the corridor, overlooking the courtyard below, bared a mouthful of large snow-white teeth, and laughed drolly.