"Oh? The young man in blue robe behind you is just an ordinary person!" Lan Qing's eyes were very cunning, and he could see through Murong Sunxiao's identity at a glance.
"That boy, it has nothing to do with me whether you kill or behead him!" Huixun glanced at Murong Sunxiao and said with a cold look on his face.
Murong Sunxiao looked at Lan Qing with a smile and said, "But an old friend?"
Lan Qing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Murong Sunxiao quietly, and said quietly: "Oh? Are you an old friend?"
"Are you... a visitor from the ghost world?" Lan Qing said, a little dazed.
"Oh? You actually recognize me!" Murong Sunxiao looked at Lan Qing with a smile and said.
In the past tens of thousands of years, there have been so many people coming and going in the ghost world, but only a handful of them. But at this moment, he actually met one, which was shocking!
Murong Sunxiao smiled and said: "I can't tell, I fought with you and others in my last life!"
"Oh? You are actually a reincarnated venerable person from the ghost world?" This shocked Lan Qing and others even more. If he were a reincarnated person from the ghost world, wouldn't his martial arts be so profound...
It’s hard to guess!
Yu Zun stood aside with a smile all the time. He observed everyone quietly, but no one laid eyes on him. Huixun puffed his beard and glared, saying: "Hey! Wait for someone to come with me. The kid behind you, give it a try!"
At this time, everyone focused their attention on Yu Zun. Lan Qing glanced at Yu Zun, and her heart froze, thinking: "This kid can hide his aura so thinly! But I can't see through this kid. !”
Yu Zun looked at Lan Qing with a smile and said, "Master, I don't want to compete with them!"
"Oh? Disciple, are you aware of this?" Huixun raised his drooped eyelids and snorted coldly.
"But Master, I have no intention of fighting!" Yu Zun confessed frankly.
He had seen enough of slashing and killing. At this moment, he really had no intention of fighting with everyone.
At this time, Murong Sunxiao looked at everyone with a smile and said: "If you want to fight with Yu Zun, you must first pass my level!"
Everyone's hearts froze, and they sighed: "Beat you? Just kidding! Just listening to the master's explanation is enough, but if you fight with him, won't you lose your life?"
At this time, Huixun gently pushed Yu Zun's feet, and Yu Zun stumbled, falling straight into the center of the purgatory-like battlefield.
The heroes on the battlefield were not afraid of anyone. They frantically picked up the swords in their hands and slashed at him frantically!
Their scarlet eyes were full of crazy light.
Yu Zun closed his eyes helplessly, threw away the scimitar in his hand, and knocked them down with one punch after another.
The punch penetrated the flesh and the wounded man could no longer stand up. He was helpless. There was both compassion and sympathy in his heart, as well as a trace of indescribable pain!
They ignored his thoughts and kept slashing wildly. Not only were they slashing at Yu Zun, they were also fighting among themselves crazily.
This purgatory like Shura is indeed rare in the world.
And Huixun just wanted to make his heart stronger. He understood Yu Zun, so how could he not know his tenderness in his heart?
But he - Yu Zun is a man, and a man should fight to the death with a knife in his hand, no matter what!
His face was splattered with pieces of bloody blood. The steel knives in their hands struck him crazily, but he never avoided it. There were already several scars on his body. He thought faintly. Saying: "Just think of it as something I owe you! Just think of it as something I owe you..."
At this time, Hui Xun suddenly pulled a young man from Lan Qing's side, threw him to the ground crazily, and said: "You! Kill him!"
The young man was stunned, with a bitter look on his face, and said: "Master, save me! Save me!"
Lan Qing shook his head gently and said, "Disciple, admit it! This is your destiny!"
"If you don't kill that kid, I will kill you!" Huixun said with a cold look on his face.
Lan Qing sighed helplessly: "Brother, brother, you are still as ruthless as before!"
Huixun glanced at the people behind Lan Qing indifferently, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Lan Qing, Lan Qing! Are your outstanding disciples and grandsons still there?"
Lan Qing sneered and said: "How dare I compare with my elder brother! My disciples and grandsons are just mortal beings!"
"Oh? Brother, have you hidden some outstanding children?" Huixun looked at Lan Qing with a smile, but this smile also made Lan Qing feel a hint of crisis.
"No, I mean no if I say no, brother, don't make random suspicions!" Lan Qing said helplessly.
Everyone looked at the battlefield at their feet quietly. At this time, Yu Zun was fighting vigorously, but he had already let go of his attack. He suddenly shouted: "Second posture of Pillow River Mountain - Anle!"
He held a jade flute in his hand and stood quietly in the sky. The music was illusive and illusive. Before long, countless soldiers were lying on the battlefield.
The young man who was pushed into the center of the battlefield by Huixun looked at Yu Zun with a confused expression, and turned around and shouted: "Master, I am determined not to defeat him!"
At this time, Huixun snorted coldly: "Then just go and die!"
He gently pushed out his palm, and a burst of crimson-purple flames rushed toward the young man standing on the ground. The young man screamed and passed away in despair and fear!
"You may have forgotten that I was Huixun who was named the Demon King thousands of years ago!"
He stood on Xuantian, overlooking everything under his feet.
"My child, you should be like me!" He looked at Yu Zun lightly, and he smiled, so joyfully!
Does he still remember the young man who was killed by his hands just now? How much hatred is buried in his hands!
He is a devil, he is the devil from thousands of years ago!
However, who still remembers him?
Let the wind and smoke of history tell you!
He closed his eyes, and the jade flute transformed into countless colorful butterflies. The colorful butterflies flew lightly in the air, and they stood quietly on the shoulders of the soldiers.
So, those soldiers fell asleep, and their dreams must have been wonderful! There should be no war or killing!
However, at this moment, Huixun was wielding a long sword and slashing wildly on the battlefield.
Yu Zun gently opened his eyes. His heart seemed to be bleeding. He saw so many young people falling quietly under the hands of his so-called master. He suddenly felt a little hateful. He hated his master. , he hated Lan Qing, he hated standing aside with a smile, quietly watching the lively Murong Sunxiao, he also hated himself, hated that he could not change the fate of those people.
So, he picked up the blade, and quickly jumped into the sky, slashing down crazily with sword shadows, shouting in his mouth: "The third move of the Sky-Splitting Style - Destroy the World!"
The shadows of the blades were like those transformed by a wandering dragon. The sky and the earth suddenly became very dark. In the center of the sky, a full moon appeared. The full moon was full of dark red light, and the cold The brilliance fell quietly, followed by crazy blade shadows.
The shadow of the knife and the light merged together, so the shadow of the knife covered every corner of the world. They were madly reprimanding, reprimanding the absurdity and innocence of life.
Huixun's eyes narrowed, and at this moment he was in the center of the blade shadow. Not only Huixun, but also Murong Sunxiao, Lan Qing and others were also wrapped in the center of the blade shadow. .
Yu Zun grinned and laughed. That crazy smile gradually buried his conscience.
His eyes were covered with a layer of scarlet blood. There was no alternation of black and white in the blood-colored eyeballs. They were so dark and empty inside.
But at this time, his body changed again, and countless magic lines actually climbed up his body. The magic lines were curved, but they were like the ancient civilization. No one could understand the meaning of the magic lines. , and no one understands what the twisting magic pattern means to Yu Zun!
The thin strands on his body were gradually burned by a black and white flame, and the body with overlapping strength and beauty was so beautiful.
Crazy, he picked up the sharp blade in his hand and slashed at the crowd crazily. Now this world is worthy of a real purgatory.
He has ignored those consciences, who dares to stand in front of him? Even Hwi Hoon...
The blade sank into the depths of Huixun's body. Huixun laughed loudly, holding the blade in his hand, and pulled it out. He held the long knife in his hand, with a look of madness on his face. The smile penetrated straight into Yu Zun's body.
Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!
The two looked at each other and smiled. They are both demons, demons who have no common intention in this world!
At this time, Murong Sunxiao was also slashing madly. He was holding a long sword in his hand. The long sword shone with silvery white light, like the purest brilliance in the world.
The long sword was like a rainbow, the sword shadow lay in the mid-air, and the sword body followed Hui Xun and Yu Zun away quickly.
Between the sky and the earth, a strong wind surged up from time to time, and the strong wind swept across the human world crazily. Countless people died in those cities, and the villages were filled with howls!
But this is all thanks to Yu Zun and others!
At this moment, everyone in the world knows that maybe in the not-too-distant future, someone will return. That person may be a devil or a god, but his arrival will definitely bring disaster to the world, rather than happiness. Ze...
Later, the wind gradually stopped, but the consequences of that disaster were profound, including blood and bones. Who said there is no reincarnation in this world? Look! They are all dead, without exception, all dead!
These men were indeed the grave goods of an innocent battle, they were indeed a whetstone for someone else's sharp sword, and they all went to their death the moment they wielded their swords and swords painlessly.
They are innocent! However, how can there be so many reasons in this world? Unless it’s all fault!
Lan Qing sighed. He wanted to stop all of this, but was this something he could stop?
This is just a whetstone for Huixun to reenter the world. This is indeed another summary of a devil's past!
