The intersection of the sun and the moon is dark and dark.

The sun is orange-red, half burning in the sea, half burning on the sea;

The moon is dim and it seems like a tear falls on the old letter paper, dizzying into a piece.

At the turn of the sun and the moon, the sky is the most strange.

A little green, with sea-like blue, rose from the top of the three mountains, giving this world a third brilliance beyond the sun and the moon.

The sea blue gradually fades away, and the green is floating up, like a river flowing with green water, slowly forming.

In the green light, a figure sitting cross-legged on the throne floated up.

Chu Liuxian, standing high on the True Dragon Emperor, naturally lowered his hands with his hands on the handrail, and his whole body was shining with light, like a third different star outside the sun and the moon.

At this moment, Chu Liuxian was like the sun and the moon.

Countless vortexes were born and died around him, and finally gathered into a huge vortex of spiritual energy, which endlessly devoured the surrounding spiritual energy like nebula.

The devouring of the spiritual vortex is so unscrupulous that the moths under the moon, which are flying in the sky, are about to descend with the moon set, and are hovering in the air in one at this moment, as if they are feeling something that scares them and fears them.

Moths fell from countless months, and even the smallest thoughts gathered together, they became a torrent, rolling towards Chuliuxian.

The torrent of thoughts is small and may swarm in at any time. The countless moon moths are really terrifying.

The endless moon moth hovered in the air, and its flapping wings kept sprinkling silver powder, as if the moon was crying, flowing out the nectar condensed by the moon, and it was like the star dust after the demise of the stars.

Under the light and shadow of the sky, Chu Liuxian held up his hands high, as if he was setting off the sun and the moon.

Between the palms, the source of green light bursting slowly flew high.

"Boom~~~"

The sea suddenly began to shake violently, as if a large earthquake was breaking out at the bottom of the sea, causing a tsunami. The waves that slapped violently on the reefs on the shore seemed to be worshipping something countless people were worshiping.

"The real dragon is indeed the master of the sea!"

Chu Liuxian sighed in his heart, thinking about the deceased True Dragon Clan dominating the Seven Seas, and they may not rely on the Seven Seas ban. They seem to be born to be close to the infinite seas.

He looked up and looked at the source of the green light, which also caused the infinite sea to reveal this strange root.

It was a cane, as thick as a child's arm, with a real dragon wrapped around it, not showing majesty, but showing an elegant posture. It flowed softly with a light of inspiration across the body, as if it was an elegant woman, smiling like a flower on the other side of the sea.

On the dragon's mouth, there was a blue stone holding it, which kept emitting a glimmer of light. Every ray of glimmer of light emerged, and the rice grains in front of me would be radiant. A hundred feet away was the light of the bright moon, and a thousand feet away could penetrate the sky and the earth, and could illuminate the Nine Netherworlds.

The evil dragon Ao shocked the sky, the strange treasure: Forget the river!

Chu Liuxian raised his hands little by little, and held the cane in his palm was the "Wangchuan" that could instantly release the Yin God spell: the treasure of the Forgetchuan Curse!

This treasure has not been used once. It is like a magic weapon that has been tempered for thousands of years and sealed for ten thousand years. At this moment, the whole body is trembling, like a hidden dragon that is about to roar and soar in the sky.

"It's time!"

Chu Liuxian held a strange treasure in both hands: After Forgetful River, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the fundamental method of the immortal realm that had already reached its limit guided the endless spiritual energy gathered, and it poured into the "Forgetful River".

"Aoaoao~~~"

A dragon roar resounds throughout the world.

The elegant dragon on the cane seemed to be turning around, wrapping up and down the cane. When you look closely, it seemed to be solid and motionless, and everything was just an illusion.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that made Chu Liuxian feel extremely familiar suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Wow~~"

The sun, moon, stars, the tide rises and falls, and the tides are like green waves. The tides are like a center of the treasure Forget River and flow in all directions.

Chu Liuxian's heart trembled, and an indescribable feeling emerged from the deepest part of his heart...

"Forget it, or not forget it?

Hard to give up, and rare!

Involuntarily, it is for—Forget the River!"

There was a hoarse woman's voice chanting in Chu Liuxian's ears thousands of times, guiding him to realize the kind of forgetting and unforgettable situation, which is difficult to give up and involuntarily.

Only in this situation can such dilemma and pain break out, and eventually all emotions will be integrated into spells.

This is: Forget~chuan~curse~!

This Yin God magic that made Chu Liuxian unforgettable suddenly burst out from his hands and swept out.

At the same time, a strange sound seemed to be heard, and all the moths under the moon were alarmed, gathered from all directions, pounced on the sky and overwhelmed.

Such a terrifying number, even a Yin God Venerable would be instantly absorbed into dry body and Yin God, completely dissipated in the world.

But, it's too late!

"Brush brush~~Brush brush~~~"

Like falling flowers, as if the sky is falling, countless moths under the moon are like moths flying into the fire, falling all over the sky.

As waves of green tides surged, pieces of moon-underbolt moths fell down.

The waves of green tides seemed to be gusts of wind, extinguishing the originally fire-like eyes of each moon moth, and blew the stretched wings to collapse.

In an instant, the faint sea was covered with a layer of shiny light, and the bodies of moths floating on the sea, as if Wang Yang was wearing a plain silver suit.

The vast ocean is like a green tide, and the sea that spreads throughout the sea is swallowing the moon in a blink of an eye.

Before the sea surface could reveal its original color, silver lights fell from the sky, as if two beings were tug of war. Do they fall quickly or swallow them quickly?

"drink!"

"go!"

Chu Liuxian shouted loudly, and his arms, which had already reached their limit, strangely moved up again. The treasure: Wangchuan flew out of his hand, as if the moon wheel rose to the nine heavens and hung on the sky.

At the same time, the bright moon was reluctant to leave and finally settled.

With the rising sun gushing out, the light swept across all the haze. The treasure: the green tide bursting out from the Forgetful River suddenly became dense, sweeping across like a sickle, harvesting countless moon-under moths that were swarming up.

How many moths are there? How many thousand? Tens of thousands? Or hundreds of thousands or millions?

Chu Liuxian didn't know that he just saw the silver ocean all over the sky, with countless buzzing calls, and ended abruptly as the last green tide surged.

Moon under the moon, dead!

"Countless creatures, with a huge killing karma!"

Chu Liuxian felt emotion when he was in the mountain city, but a smile appeared on his face. That's all.

On the sea opposite, it seemed as if there was something under the water and was angry. The waves rose and swallowed up the silver lights all over the sea. The waves rolled up seemed to be gluey and had a lusty green color.

The countless moon-under moths seemed to feed the sea infinitely. The big waves they rolled up did not fall, but covered the waves, showing the power to urge the city to sink the island, and slapped towards Sanshan Island.

"Don't worry!"

"It's your turn right now."

Chu Liuxian's smile did not change, and her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip. From the solidified glucoplasm, there were silver lights embedded in it and sealed in the glucoplasm.

It was a pair of pairs of wings of the moon moth, and its translucent wings were the most spiritual energy on it, and it was the only thing that could be called spiritual material.

Because of this, they cannot be swallowed by the sea infinity, but are just stuck inside.

When one day, the infinite life span of the sea reaches its limit and after a large number of deaths, the wings of these moths will surface, like petals falling in the pond.

At this moment, the consciousness formed by countless mycelial-like living bodies such as Hai Wuliang seemed to feel the threat. When he took advantage of the moment, he had swallowed countless moths and reached its peak, he had to work hard to solve the Sanshan Island and Chu Liuxian together to eliminate the crisis.

If you have this intention, you can hunt the ocean!

Chu Liuxian smiled long, and his arms were stretched out on the armrest of the True Dragon Emperor, and he rose up.

At the same time, the strange treasure: Wangchuan fell from the air and reached its height.

Chu Liuxian naturally reached out to take it, feeling the warm and jade-like texture on the "Forgetful River" in his palm. His eyes were staggered and presented huge waves of colloidal swaying, and he looked at the entire Sanshan Island at the very end.

Whether it is the Sanshan Island itself or the island chain that can be seen, on every land, there are green grass like a blanket growing, or the stars-like wild flowers, they are scattered withered grass.

Every season is withered and flourishing. At this moment, the withered and flourishing grass is the 100-day red season. The mountains are full of red and bright red. Even after the moths are trapped by the moon, they still show a prosperous scene.

Chu Liuxian's eyes swept across this scene, then his eyelids lowered, and focused on the treasure that shone again in his hand: Wangchuan.

"pity!"

He sighed quietly, his voice was extremely low, and even the air around him did not shake.

Even if Chu Liuxian shouted loudly at this moment, the thunderous sound would be hidden from the storm waves and the earth could not be transmitted from the tsunami that the land was sinking.

It was clearly the rising sun, but the sky and the earth were dark, and the morning light could not penetrate the vast sea like the sky.

Just a short distance away, Chu Liuxian could see strands of silk-like mycelium solidified in the surging waves. It was hard to imagine that it was such a small existence, but he controlled the surging power that could make the island sink land with one blow.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang~~~~~"

Countless spiritual energy rings exploded, and Chu Liuxian's spiritual energy rings condensed from the fundamental method of the Immortal Realm during this period were restored to the most original spiritual energy. He groaned and used his own spiritual power to leverage the huge spiritual energy flow and poured into the treasure: Forgetful River.

“Buzz~~~!”

"Forgetful River" trembled, as if the dragon wanted to break free, but he grabbed Chu Liuxian with both hands and waved it.

"boom!"

The green tide was like a wave, as if it had accumulated all its power, and it burst out in Chu Liuxian's wave.

Together comes from the vast ocean, one comes from the Forgetful River of Treasures!

The vast ocean power wrapped by Hai Wuliang is combined with the Yin God spell: the Forgetful River spell, which is like two huge waves, colliding head-on.

The water that collapses the dike, the fire that burns the prairie, rises from the ground and mountains, and meteorites fall from the sky.

An indescribable shocking force erupted on Sanshan Island, and the entire island was trembling, as if the volcano that had been sleeping for thousands of years had begun to restless again.

Silently, Chu Liuxian could see large patches of green withering, and the flowers withering, and even the withered grass withered yellow, annihilated, and turned into ashes in a breath.

On Sanshan Island, vitality is extinct.

"snort!"

Chu Liuxian snorted coldly and waved the treasure: Wangchuan to the end, and looked up at the tip of the two huge waves colliding... (To be continued. Please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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