Murong Sunxiao's pupils became more and more indifferent, and a cold smile bloomed in the ghost general's eyes with the cold light of the night. Maybe at this moment, the ghost general really felt the panic of dying!
The black hole was spinning crazily, the biting chill was one after another, and the strong wind blew across their cheeks. Under the curling night, all of this seemed extremely normal.
The young man looked up into the void with a smile on his face. In his eyes, fighting seemed to be more meaningful than living.
The young man smiled and sighed: "Brother! Brother! You are really amazing!" It was a feeling from the heart, a true admiration. Looking back at his relatives, they also had clear smiles on their faces.
They stood there, looking up quietly, as if waiting for the next moment to come, and no one could explain what the next moment meant. In short, there is a glimmer of hope in my heart!
The black iron scimitar blooming with blue light was quietly rotating around his body. The scimitar rose and fell, and the dazzling blue light reflected the surrounding area brightly.
At this time, Murong Sunxiao suddenly moved, just for a moment. At this moment, he seemed to be holding the black hole with his hands. The dark and decaying breath surged out from the black hole, and the weather became worse. It's getting colder and colder, and the lone red sun and the setting sun have already become history.
I smelled the partridges in the dark night, and their sad cries dyed the whole night with coldness and sadness. He looked up at the sky, and at this moment, only the afterimage was left in his place, and he was no longer in the previous world.
The crazily surging dark breath gurgled out from the black hole. It was really a terrifying scene. Time became colder and colder. It seemed to freeze everything in this world, and every second passed. , it seems that the sound of the pointer moving on the corona can be heard.
It's just that in this cold and dark world, where can I find a piece of light? It seems that there is still a constant ringing in my ears, "It's dry and dry, be careful of candles!"
At this moment, this strange sound gave this strange world a thin face. The sound became thinner and thinner. Murong Sunxiao shouted: "Go to hell!"
When he reappeared, he appeared in front of everyone in the most horrifying way. His palms released cold blood, his face became extremely pale, and his long golden hair swayed in the wind, swan white. His pupils were filled with dim light.
He gasped softly, and at this moment, the blood in his palm became more and more dazzling. The dazzling light tore everything in the world into fragments of time.
This period of time was quietly corroded until an unforgettable scene was revealed.
The rugged world is like a hunched old man, aging and burdened.
At this time, the ghost general standing opposite Murong Sunxiao looked at Murong Sunxiao with a horrified expression. He hunched over and gasped, "How did you do it? This heaven-defying Taoist method can't be Extraordinary everything..."
Murong Sunxiao laughed loudly and said: "I will tell you when you die!"
The uninhibited smile on his face, the crazy color, the Taoism inside, the sky in his eyes, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
"Do you regret it?" The young man sighed softly. He bared his teeth and looked at Xiaojie who was standing aside in a daze, and said, "He is my brother!"
Xiaojie shook his head and said quietly: "You are a group of lunatics, absolutely a group of lunatics!"
And in the depths of the continent, there is a young man hidden. He is wearing a sweater, with red lips and white teeth. His age seems to be consistent with Yu Zun, but the vicissitudes of life in his eyes are not what a child should have.
The young man's pupils burst into a cold light. He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity, or in other words, he was not willing to get involved in this battle at all. His eyes would occasionally glance at Nie Sheng and Fang Cheng. Perhaps, at this moment, he was choosing his opponents!
boom!
The world was submerged in a bright red light. The entire sky was covered with a dazzling red light, and in the most brilliant red light, there was a person hidden.
However, at this moment, the man was already kneeling on the ground.
Cold laughter, one after another, seemed like the cold and tragic laughter of ghosts in this darkness.
Yu Zun was stunned for a moment. This cold smile came from his brother - Murong Sunxiao.
"Brother Murong, have you fallen into the state of a ghost?" This soft soothing voice drifted into Murong Sunxiao's ears with the wind.
He was stunned and looked back at Yu Zun. At this moment, his swan-white pupils were full of confusion. His lips turned bright red, and green blood vessels could be seen on his pale skin. , his long golden hair, floating gently behind his ears.
He gasped softly, lowered his head, struggled, and roared.
The ghost general knelt in front of him. Where could he have any dignity at this moment? He looked at Murong Sunxiao with a horrified expression. The dark aura in his body was quietly leaking out, and he was wrapped in darkness, a deep dark world...
"Kill me!" Is he praying or begging for death? So ridiculous! Perhaps, in the eyes of the lonely king, life is just a kind of memorial! It is a fear of the ancient gods, and it is also a kind of prayer for the future self!
On Murong Sunxiao's pale cheeks, there was a sneer, a mean smile, like the first autumn wind in late autumn, rolling up the leaves on the ground, rolling up the floating clouds in the sky, and rolling up the swimming fish falling in the lotus pond. , rolled up the floating grass on the mountain, everything became natural and agile, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He gently touched the tip of his nose and said quietly: "I won't kill you!"
Yu Zun's mind was stagnant. After a moment, a hint of joy gradually appeared in his heart, and he thought to himself: "It turns out that Brother Murong has already come out!"
Murong Sunxiao turned around, smiled and winked at Yu Zun, and Yu Zun nodded gently, as if to say, "Come on, brother!"
He looked up at the corona above his head. At this moment, the corona erupted with a jade light. Under the reflection of the jade light, Yu Zun was able to see the hands on the corona clearly again. He quietly peered at the corona. At this moment, the pointer has stopped rotating.
His heart froze, and he thought: "It seems that it will be difficult to spend this dark night!"
"Kill me..." The ghost general yelled at the top of his lungs. For a warrior, humiliation is more cruel and more difficult to let go than death. Perhaps only death can make him Feel at ease!
Murong Sunxiao threw the long sword in his hand to the ghost general and said with an indifferent expression: "Just commit suicide!"
The ghost general took the sword, but his slightly trembling arms seemed to betray him. Murong Sunxiao wiped his lips and said with a smile: "You don't want to die!" He thought to himself: "I have seen through you a long time ago. These tricks!"
The messy steps are like dense rain. At this moment, this scene is hard to believe, but it appears in front of you for no reason. At this moment, the heart seems to have forgotten to beat, Murong Sunxiao gently waved. After beckoning, the sword returned to his hand again.
At this moment, the ghost general, with a mean sneer on his face, said: "I gave you a chance just now, but you failed to grasp it. Now you are the one who deserves to die!"
Murong Sunxiao smiled and said, "Really? Are you sure?"
To the northeast, the sky was dark and filled with crowds of people, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the strong men here had martial arts skills comparable to those of the ghost generals.
One after another, the tall horses raised their iron hooves crazily, crossing the mountains and seas, crossing the water towns in dreams, crossing the cold river in the fortress, and crossing the sunset and dusk.
But at this moment, when they stood in front of Yu Zun, they seemed to have changed the human world. The barbarians were holding torches, their dark chests, bulging muscles, and thick arms were engraved with inexplicable runes. These thousands of Tens of thousands of barbarians lined up on the bank of the sky, like a dangerous chess game, and they quietly laid out their formations in front of Yu Zun.
There was a cold smile on Murong Sunxiao's face. At this moment, a demonic shadow gradually appeared behind him. It was a real demonic shadow, but it was not the solid image behind Yu Zun. A reflection of his own strength.
And the demonic shadow behind Murong Sunxiao seemed to have awakened, and the huge demon stood tall on the sky and the earth. This is a scene that is difficult for people to know! The wind blew past Murong Sunxiao's ears, and the long golden hair on his back undulated quietly with the wind. There was still a smile on his face, but this smile became more and more intense. It's getting colder and stiffer.
There was a blood streak in the pupils, and the dense blood streaks dyed the dark pupils blood red.
He panted quietly and walked towards the barbarians step by step. At this time, a piece of dark energy gradually condensed on his fingertips. The energy was extremely dense. He gently flicked his fingertips away.
Almost instantly, the ghost general's forehead was pierced. The ghost general fell to the ground, he must be dead!
But only Murong Sunxiao knew in his heart what that blow meant...
Maybe, tomorrow morning, he will still wake up!
He nodded gently at Yu Zun. Perhaps, when he was full of reason, he was more powerful and more terrifying than when he was in a state of madness!
Murong Sunxiao pointed at Changtian and said: "You all deserve to die!"
An understatement, but it embodies the power to dominate the world. Perhaps, until this moment, Yu Zun still doesn't realize what a status his brother has in Guixiao!
He is so domineering, he seems to be a king who conquers all realms all year round, but he lives a free and comfortable life, but he is like a loose immortal.
The black hole in his chest seemed to be an endless world inside. There was a ghost spring in Yu Zun's heart, so what could be hidden in Murong Sunxiao's heart?
In the black hole, stars seemed to be pregnant, and beams of light were seen flowing out from the bottomless black hole. At this moment, Murong Sunxiao's whole body was bathed in a cold stream of light. Behind that light, his shadow stretched so long...
The momentum around me is rising crazily. Where is the end? A person's life, or at this moment, where will a person's life go? What level will the current martial arts level reach?
All of these are unknowns, an unknown that is difficult to decipher...
There is finally a full moon in the sky, but this full moon is actually a blood moon. The cold and bright red moonlight falls gently from the horizon until it becomes stiff, cold, and inhumane. It's blasphemous, but it's such a magical scene.
Until his pupils could no longer hold any light, and all that was left was darkness, a bottomless darkness.
Perhaps, they are all a group of unruly teenagers! Although they are burdened with darkness, they yearn for light. They have been hiding in the darkest realm all year round, just for the sake of tomorrow! It's the dazzling eve of dawn, the dim dusk. On the bright days, everyone's heart is so happy and comfortable...
But when one day, this world can no longer accommodate a piece of light, perhaps, this means the end of the world!
In this bleak world, all life is struggling to grow, and all death comes quietly...
Black comfort and white terror intersect in this dark and silent night, until the bells of the dead explode in the air...
He jumped into the sky crazily, and the long sword in his hand had turned into a scepter, "Are you deceiving me, Murong Sunxiao, that I have no one under my command?"
He held the scepter in his hand and pointed it towards the sky. After a bolt of lightning, there was a dense crowd of people behind him.
They are ghostly visitors, with disdain and unruliness on their cold cheeks. They are all a group of young people. They raised their proud heads, they smiled stubbornly, and there was no trace of mercy in their pupils. Maybe the next moment, they will be there. It was the time to decide between life and death, but there was no sign of intention on their faces. They were probably yearning for battle!
Yu Zun looked at the sky with a smile and said quietly: "Brother Murong, you are really amazing!"
Maybe he saw his own shadow in Murong Sunxiao!
He smiled...smiled...
In his simple pupils, there was only a powerful fighting spirit burning and rolling. At this moment, Murong Sunxiao waved his scepter forward. In such a scene, the sound exposed to his ears was almost non-existent, and it was quiet. The killings are even more unacceptable. In the blink of an eye, life no longer belongs to each other!
Today, the world is still so peaceful, but a bright red rain of blood fell from the sky.
The surging ghost energy acted as strange clouds in the sky, and the dense sound of iron hooves seemed to add a bit of vitality to this desolate world.
Under the lightning, the cavalry was like a stream of light, fleeting between heaven and earth. In this world, Yu Zun had almost no concept of time. This must be a night at the end of August!
The strong wind gradually rose, the lightning flashed, and the rustling rain curtain quietly appeared. At this moment, the group of people behind Murong Sunxiao had already cut the sky with the knives in their hands. There was a mark of stars on their foreheads, and this kind of The pattern was the first time Yu Zun saw it.
"Could this star pattern represent an ethnic group?" Yu Zun thought in his heart. This is already a very bold guess!
At this time, Murong Sunxiao turned around, glanced at Yu Zun, and nodded gently at him, as if confirming what Yu Zun was thinking.
Yu Zun was startled in his heart, and thought to himself: "They are indeed brothers! They have a clear understanding of each other!"
But here, with strong winds blowing, flying sand and rocks, and dense patches of rain, it was difficult to block the stars in the sky.
The wind is getting colder and colder, or in other words, the warmth in the body is gradually extinguished by this wind. It's just that the body is cold! Don't blame the wind.
The war horse fell, and the man on the horse had his head cut off. The scarlet moonlight was exposed in the still air, and the smell of blood gradually ignited the original state.
Those barbarians held a sword in their hands, and the sword glowed like a clear spring, reflecting the light in each other's pupils. The clear spring flowed gurglingly, and the water splashed in the deepest part of the heart.
And that inexplicable ethnic group with the star mark printed on their foreheads, at this moment, guided the knife in their hands deeper into the barbarians.
But how can the world be so simple?
Gradually the wind died down, the rain stopped again, the thunder in the sky occasionally flickered, and the torches on the earth were lit again.
And in that majestic flame, there seems to be an even more powerful race hidden!
What kind of world is this?
Even Yu Zun was shocked at this moment, it was too hard to believe...
The torch was lit, and there was nothing in the pale pupils. The long silver-white hair was draped behind the ears, and the dark skin formed a sharp contrast with it.
The slender legs give this ethnic group a more perfect figure, and the light in their eyes blooms, like a god, sharp and wise!
At this moment, the group of barbarians in the sky had no resistance. The seemingly powerful barbarians could not survive a few attacks in the hands of Murong Sunxiao's men.
There are far more hidden miracles in this world than imagined. No one knows, where is the way back? Live full of hope tomorrow, but you may be dead before dawn.
Living with a sad heart may be a miserable existence, but in short it would be good if you can live.
"Are these people all the subordinates of the Ghost General?" At this moment, Murong Sunxiao kept asking himself, if they were really the subordinates of the Ghost General, then how could the Ghost General... be defeated so easily?
The truth may be right in front of you, and it will be revealed soon!
The fear hidden in the darkness was far thicker than hope. At this time, in his ears, there was a heartbeat, beating chaotically and loudly.
Who wants to wake up? In this cold night? Is it a god? Or a ghost?
Murong Sunxiao stood on the top of a mountain, quietly overlooking the scenes below.
When more and more people with silver hair and pale pupils gathered together, they danced a dance, a mysterious and magical dance.
The dark skin was exposed, the veins on the arms were bulging high, and the steps were brisk and nimble. At this time, a piece of music sounded in the wilderness, and the rhythmic music was flowing in the air.
When thousands of people formed a huge circle, Murong Sunxiao knew in his heart that the battle at this moment was the most important moment.
He held a long sword in his hand, and he held the hilt tightly, with a harmless smile on his face. But inside, there is a kind of madness, a kind of madness that is beyond ordinary people.
Yu Zun looked at his brother with a smile. He was not worried about his safety at all. He understood from the bottom of his heart and respected him. He will not interfere with Murong Sunxiao's battle, because it means dignity, and dignity, in their eyes, is an existence that transcends life and death!
When the adobe exploded, the cold air was filled with a bloody, sweet air, which seemed to be easy for people to sink into. Like anesthetic herbs, it can easily cause hallucinations.
But in the eyes of this group of people, this is a child's play, a simple move.
Perhaps, this sweet wind is not what you mean!
This wind just wants to explain it to everyone, drink! What is supposed to come has already come!
The group of barbarians in the sky, under the hands of Murong Sunxiao, were attacked one after another, and they were already in a state of devastation!
On the other hand, the people with the star marks on their foreheads did not lose a single soldier...
The moment the adobe exploded, a terrifying deterrent followed.
The cold and arrogant ghost general stands in the freezing cold wind. The light in his pupils was something Murong Sunxiao had never experienced before.
This is the real ghost general!
That person just now is not the ghost general!
So why did he lie to himself?
He was looking directly at the Ghost General, or in other words, he was looking squarely at himself! He was trying to figure out what the relationship between this person and the previous person was!
After a moment, he let out a long breath and was shocked, "They were transformed by one person... You can't deceive me with this kind of anger!"
The cold sky light became more and more brilliant, and the bright red moonlight spread quietly in this world. And when the moonlight touched the ghost general's pupils, there seemed to be a kind of arrogant tearing force in it. The moonlight was torn apart and fell into the eyes of the ghost general.
As a result, his eyes turned scarlet, and he became the existence that most people feared. He was the real ghost general...
But there was a soft light in his pupils. When he looked at the woman standing next to Yu Zun, that kind of charm appeared in his eyes, as if he missed it very much. It was the past days!
At this time, Yue'er, who was standing next to Yu Zun, had red eyes. She was sobbing and kept shouting: "General! General! General!"
At this moment, the pain in General Ghost's eyes was indeed obvious. He never wanted to see it again, never wanted to see it again...
As if he had made a lot of determination, the ghost general turned his gaze to one side, no longer looking at the woman with a sad face who had been waiting for him for thousands of years. Although the wound in his heart was still so deep and still so... It's deep in his heart, but he has more important things to do, maybe killing, maybe faith, maybe it's a duty.
Perhaps after defeating them, the secrets of those giant towers will be exposed to the world!
Yu Zun sometimes wonders, could this group of people be the ones guarding the giant tower? Although it is already in ancient times, if we trace it back to the source, perhaps all the secrets will be unlocked!
"I am a person who tampered with history, is it true?" He asked himself, but at the same time he felt ridiculous.
When reality truly appears before his eyes, maybe he will discover it! It turns out that there really is such a weird ending in this world.
The ghost general appeared in front of Murong Sunxiao again, but at this moment, Murong Sunxiao's face gradually became more serious.
He also felt the terrifying aura of the ghost general in his heart.
"This is his true strength!" A satisfied smile appeared on Murong Sunxiao's face.
Arrogant people must have their arrogant capital. The real madmen in this world are often not fools! Perhaps it means a madman, but more of a praise, for being crazy about love, crazy about martial arts, crazy about the common people in the world, and crazy about the country.
Perhaps, deep down in their hearts, they also feel a little calm and proud!
At this time, those pale-eyed aliens danced crazily around the ghost general. Their dance steps were mysterious and weird. They gave the ghost general overwhelming power, probably the power of faith!
This is the world of ancient times, and this power of faith, in the ancient world of simplicity and mellow folk customs, was purer and more powerful than the traditional vitality and profound energy.
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. Weijiahai came back to his hometown. The warriors of An De are guarding the four sides!
The strange group of people gradually stopped dancing, and at this moment, what stood in front of Murong Sunxiao was a monster, a monster with the ultimate in martial arts.
At this moment, the demon behind Murong Sunxiao seemed to have woken up. Suddenly, the narrow eyes seemed to open a gap, and a bunch of light disappeared in an instant, and then the demon never moved again.
Seeing this, Yu Zun felt much calmer in his heart. A smile bloomed on his face, and he thought to himself: "It seems that Brother Murong has nothing to worry about!"
Murong Sunxiao stood on the top of a mountain, quietly overlooking the huge pattern. Tens of thousands of people surrounded one person and danced quietly, gradually forming a pattern that was strange and weird. , strange and strange, no one can understand the pattern, only feel a strange power, gradually born.
At this time, the footsteps of those people had stopped. In the middle of them, there was a man standing with his eyes closed. The man was extremely tall, and the strength around him was breathtaking. There was a sharp light in his pupils. , the moment he opened his eyes, those lights shot out like daggers.
At this time, Murong Sunxiao suddenly raised the sharp sword in his hand and reflected the light back.
A strange smile appeared on General Ghost's face, "I gave you a chance just now!"
Murong Sunxiao smiled and said, "Do you really want to die that much?"
The ghost general laughed loudly and said: "How can a defeated person talk about survival?"
Murong Sunxiao nodded lightly and said with a smile: "But that's not what I think! Everyone has his own value to live. Even my enemy also has his own value to live!"
"Are you begging? Do you want me to let you live?" Ghost General said with a smile.
"If you don't try, how will you know who wins and who loses?" Murong Sun said.
The cold sword light passed by the silver-haired young man. He was just passing by, but he had already harvested countless lives!
He knew that he had to kill these people. If he didn't kill them, it would be difficult for him to win over the man in front of him, even if he tried his best!
When he was a ghost, he knew a lot about ancient secrets. He also understood the weird martial arts, and he understood what the power of faith meant.
It has no birth and no death, it is the best in the world...
Therefore, if he kills this arrogant ethnic group, he will probably be better than the ghost general! Although deep down in his heart, he is also beating the drum! But at this moment, the excitement in his heart may be even greater!
In the eyes of General Ghost, perhaps these alien races from ancient times are no longer useful in his eyes.
His power has been saturated. He no longer relies on these alien races to provide him with the power of faith. He is crazy and arrogant, selfish and cruel.
But there is a touch of tenderness in his eyes. This is a scene that time cannot let go!
"Yue'er! I've made you wait for so long, but I didn't expect to see each other in this way!" He murmured in a low voice, the pain in his eyes exposed in the thick darkness, and neither of them could clearly see each other. Sometimes, there is sadness or sadness on the face.
He lowered his arms, looked up at the sky quietly, and sighed: "This world is really vast! And I am just a grain of corn! When I look back, I see that the world has changed!"
The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky!
Gradually, life is withering, and the dead may never be resurrected! It will turn into soil, and when spring comes next year, it will grow fragrant and spread its faith in the stubborn air. Later, there will be a flower field in this world, full of fragrant roses and clear lotus flowers. , and the proud winter plum...
Murong Sunxiao was hunched over and breathing softly. His fingers had become stiff. There were more than thousands of people who died under his hands. This group of strange ethnic groups were constantly coming from far away. There is no end to the killing!
At this moment, he looked up at the ghost general standing on the bank of the sky. In the ghost general's eyes, he seemed to understand the emotions, sadness, melancholy, pain and desolation.
Murong Sunxiao suddenly didn't want to kill anymore. Sometimes, he would see his own appearance in other people's world. It was a world refracted by halo, bright and dazzling!
The ghost general stood proudly in the sky, the wind wrapping his long hair and gently flying behind his ears. His cold, arrogant and lonely eyes were no longer filled with the sorrow and pain just now.
He looked at Murong Sunxiao with a smile, waved to him and said: "Come!"
Murong Sunxiao touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Okay! Come on! Fight!"
When the black hole on his chest bloomed with a bright red light, time might have frozen at this moment!
Dazzling energy beams, like pieces of arrowheads, gush out from the black hole in a steady stream...
The ghost general frantically avoided the waves of attacks at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary people, but he never used a punch or a palm.
The energy beam is getting denser and denser. Even the ghost general's movement skills, no matter how miraculous, are unable to escape the attack of the dense crimson energy beam!
After a while, his body was already covered with scars!
But Murong Sunxiao knew that this was far from enough, it was still very early!
