"boom……",
A dazzling light surged up, the long sword and the giant knife struck together, and the death realm collapsed in an instant.
The human sword was as powerful as breaking bamboo and shattered the huge long sword.
The aura of death also shattered and opened at that moment, and the black-robed figure holding a knife in both hands shrank.
then,
A powerful shock wave hit the black-robed figure fiercely, and his hands holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.
The long sword shuttled through the realm of death, shooting towards him again with awe-inspiring sword energy.
"Ding Xiaoyi",
The black-robed figure roared.
"boom",
His whole body was like a cannonball exploding, and his energy was rolling like a stream.
now,
The black robe that shrouded him suddenly shattered into pieces, and the long sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and once again struck down the long sword that was shooting towards him.
"Bang" sound,
The long knife struck the long sword.
Ding Xiaoyi's chest felt like a lightning strike, and his expression changed.
The powerful counterattack force surged like a river and swept towards his body in an instant.
"clang……",
A crisp sound of the clash of golden swords sounded, and the long sword let out a mournful groan.
at last,
The long sword fell from the sky, and Ding Xiaoyi explored it with his right hand.
The long sword turned into a stream of light and fell into his hand.
"Bang, bang, bang",
There was a dense dull sound in Ding Xiaoyi's body, and his face became extremely ugly.
The power of the Death Realm came back and turned his body into chaos.
The light of the prison god and the two divine powers in his body turned into a trickle and flowed away, moving freely through his body.
Through the light and God of Hell God
With the nourishment of strength, Ding Xiaoyi felt slightly better.
He looked towards the black-robed figure standing in the sky. When he saw clearly the true face of the black-robed figure in Lushan, he was ashamed.
The black-robed figure's facial features were as sharp as a knife.
That angular face gave him an extremely familiar feeling.
The angular face was embedded with a pair of eyes like bright stars, and there was an awe-inspiring look in those eyes, as if he was looking forward to death.
Ding Xiaoyi was slightly startled,
This strong man from Death Island gave him a familiar feeling.
His face became extremely ugly, and a young and majestic figure appeared in his mind.
"Who are you, and what is the relationship between Dao Zangzong and your Death Island?"
Ding Xiaoyi's face darkened, and he suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked the man in black robe.
The strong man from Death Island just smiled coldly.
He raised the long knife in his hand, and then his eyes revealed the endless light of death will, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.
"Who are you?" Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but get angry, and he once again roared at the strong man from the Island of Life and Death.
Because of the surprise and shock, Ding Xiaoyi's hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling.
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
This figure and temperament are exactly the same as Guo Xiaolu.
Could it be that Dao Zongzong came from the Death Island in the sea?
He also felt the desperate will to die from Guo Xiaolu's sword skills.
That lonely despair,
That aloof and scornful aura was imprinted in Ding Xiaoyi's mind.
This kind of knife technique,
This kind of momentum,
And this kind of temperament is exactly the same as Guo Xiaolu.
That's why he gets angry and expresses his anger
Roar.
"Ha ha ha ha……",
The strong man from Death Island suddenly let out a strange laugh, and his wanton laughter kept irritating Ding Xiaoyi.
There was a look of disdain on his angular face.
He is wanton and arrogant,
He regards death as home,
He looked domineering,
After that long burst of laughter, he pointed the long knife at Ding Xiaoyi.
Then he said quietly:
"The Knife Sect, they are worthy of being compared with Death Island. The Knife Sect is just the garbage expelled by Death Island. They are just a group of trash discarded by Death Island."
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but trembled when he heard the endless domineering words of the strong man from Death Island.
"You are wrong, they are not trash, they are not trash, they are the indomitable heroes in this world."
"But Death Island is just a group of rats hiding their heads and tail. You are the rubbish, you are the waste."
The veins on Ding Xiaoyi's forehead popped out. He pointed his sword at the strong man from Death Island and cursed angrily.
After scolding, Ding Xiaoyi turned into a stream of light and shot towards the opponent.
"Shua...",
He swung his sword and slashed at the strong man from Death Island.
I saw sword lights rising criss-crossing together, turning into an airtight sword net.
"Ding Xiaoyi, come and kill me if you can."
The strong man from Death Island smiled evilly at Ding Xiaoyi.
He raised the long knife in his hand and faced Ding Xiaoyi who was shooting towards him.
The sharp sword light cut through the space in the temple wantonly.
The momentum of the long sword was like a rainbow, and it was instantly submerged in the sword energy surging from Ding Xiaoyi's long sword.
The sword was like flowing water, and the fierce expression of the strong man on Death Island was ferocious and twisted.
The murder in Ding Xiaoyi's heart
Concentrated to the extreme.
He wants to kill all these strong men on Death Island, and he wants to clear the name of Dao Wangzong.
"Bang" sound,
Shui Linghua felt as if her body had hit something.
The violent shock wave swept away and hit the temple like an overwhelming force.
Her body was hit by the shock wave and she couldn't move back, and she heard a dull sound.
She felt as if she had hit some kind of restriction.
"Click" sound,
Shui Linghua heard a sound like broken jade coming from behind her.
She hasn't reacted yet. Her body was knocked backwards hard.
The sound of shattering was endless, and Shui Linghua's body took dozens of steps back before she stabilized herself.
When her body stabilized, she found that the surrounding environment had changed.
She found herself next to an ancient altar.
Shui Linghua's heart palpitated as she felt strange energy fluctuations emanating from the ancient altar.
There is a one-foot-tall stone sculpture in the center of the altar. The stone sculpture is of a beautiful woman with a face full of endless evil.
The moment she saw the stone sculpture, Shui Linghua felt that her soul was about to be swallowed by the pair of evil eyes on the stone sculpture.
"Is this the Poseidon Rakshasa?"
Shui Linghua looked at the stone sculpture, and she quickly retracted her gaze. She did not dare to look into the stone sculpture's eyes.
She was worried that her soul would be swallowed up by those evil eyes.
Her eyes lowered slightly and landed on the altar.
I saw a dry pool underneath the stone sculpture, and the pool exuded a strong smell of blood.
Shui Linghua looked at the dry pool, her body couldn't help but
Got to shudder.
She remembered the old legend,
There are two sea gods in this sea area, one good and one evil.
The two Poseidons fought for countless years, but still couldn't decide the winner. Later, for some unknown reason, the two Poseidons disappeared.
Shui Linghua thought of the ancient book from the Jellyfish Clan, and her face became extremely pale.
Just when she was at a loss, she suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness in her body.
She felt waves of chills running down her back, which made the hairs all over her body stand up.
soon,
A shadow slowly emerged from the altar.
Shui Linghua saw the phantom emerging from the altar, and her face changed with fear.
"Who are you?" Shui Linghua timidly asked the shadow in the altar.
The phantom began to twist when it heard Shui Linghua's words.
Finally, a woman with peerless appearance appeared in Shui Linghua's sight.
Seeing the woman with a peerless appearance, Shui Linghua's brain exploded with a bang, and her brain suddenly became blank.
She stared blankly at the woman with a peerless appearance, her whole body trembling.
Because the woman with peerless appearance was exactly the same as the stone carving in the altar, and the woman with peerless appearance who turned into a phantom was the sea god Rakshasa.
"well",
The woman with peerless appearance let out a long sigh, which contained endless loneliness and loss.
That long sigh lingered in Shui Linghua's ears like a fairy sound.
Shui Linghua couldn't help but feel crazy when she heard that long sigh that sounded like a fairy sound.
She stared blankly at the woman with peerless appearance, although she only
It was a phantom figure, but it still gave Shui Linghua a feeling of sanctity that could not be profaned.
