The devil...
At that time, Yu Zun's eyes gradually looked haggard, and Ling, who was standing beside him, frowned.
She had heard about this demon. But, so far, the man is still an ordinary man.
Soldiers and horses were spread across the wilderness, and clusters of firelight were hidden in the grass. They set up camp here tonight.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the scattered moonlight is more like the wine in a man's wine bag. When it enters the throat, it is extremely refreshing. When the autumn wind blows, my stomach gradually feels warm, which is not like Yue Niang.
There was an inch of blood in the eyes of the Hunshimo, which seemed to be the afterglow left during the mountain and river sacrifice.
At this time, Ling stood quietly beside Yu Zun. She looked into the distance, but she became more and more determined in her inner thoughts.
right! That world must exist, and the land under my feet originated from that world!
On the black sky, pieces of bright moonlight fell. The moonlight fluttered and rustled like a lonely snowflake. The sharp gaze passed through the vast floating clouds. There always seemed to be a person on the top of the clouds, quietly. Looking this way.
Ling held the sword in his hand tightly. The sword's blade had an aura vaguely like that of a dark scythe. Therefore, although he had been standing in the corner, the eyes of the Hunshimo would occasionally glance in this direction. It has never deviated.
In the middle of the night, the fierce wind slowly passed between the clothes of the two of them. The coarse cloth robe was billowing quietly in the long wind. Soldiers holding swords stood quietly by the campfire. This night, they were waiting for something to happen, and it was destined to be a sleepless night.
In the distance, in the ancient city, there was a scene of feasting and prosperity. At night, the lights are on and people are strolling on the streets. This is the best time of the day.
The dark night wind passed through the narrow alley. The wind at midnight was full of haggardness. It was no longer as cold as the wind during the day.
The temperature has dropped to the extreme, and the grass and trees are covered by a piece of icy frost, which is blurry, but all is a white outline.
It seems like a sign before the coming of winter...
Taking a deep breath, and then exhaling the breath in the lungs, the desolation of the night became even more stark. At this time, there was a faint white mist in front of him, but it should be the young man's blood. Yu Zun's seemingly thin body actually exuded a burst of energy. A burst of white heat.
When the Hunshimo saw it, he smiled and said, "Little brother, you have cultivated your inner strength quite well!"
But at this time, Ling, who was standing in the darkness, sneered and thought, "There are still many things you haven't seen before!"
Because she saw Yu Zun's heaven-defying martial arts, although Ling's martial arts realm was still superior to that of Yu Zun, she was quite dissatisfied in her heart. In Ling's heart, Yu Zun was no longer a simple young man. .
Because those who despise respect are no longer in this world. It was a quiet night. After all, it was far away from the city and the thick soil, so it seemed quite cold.
Yu Zun squeezed the knife in his hand tightly, and there was a cold evil aura in his eyes.
"The Hunshi Mo! Only by defeating you will the truth come to light!" In the sharp pupils, patches of indifferent light burst out. At this moment, in the Hunshi Mo's eyes, a miracle seemed to have happened to Yu Zun.
The Hunshimo was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he laughed and raised the dark sickle in his hand.
Waves of vast ghostly aura emitted from the blade. As the ghostly aura was released, the convoy following him gradually melted into a thick mist.
The black wind roared, and at the end of the wasteland, the clouds low in the sky lowered a few points, and the dark dome was covered with ink-colored flowers. The atmosphere became more and more depressing, but slowly, Yu Zun seemed to catch something strange.
Between the tops of the clouds, there were huge heads. They were floating in the sea of clouds, but slowly, the images in front of them gradually became clearer.
Could it be? Are these the fans of the Hunshimo?
The carriages and horses are no longer there, but the strange scene in front of them is explaining the whereabouts of those people and horses. Is all this the means of the demon?
"So, Hunshimo, what do you want?" Yu Zun shouted sternly
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When the dark ink shadows flew past the eyes, the evil spirits hidden in the darkness were instantly released. The bone-gnawing chill slowly submerged each other, and the evil spirits were still rising.
At this moment, Yu Zun's body was extremely cold, as if he was about to freeze. He bit his lower lip and held on.
"How can you win over Yu Zun with just a mere trick?" Yu Zun shouted loudly, and a pure soul power was released from his soul sea.
The momentum became more and more powerful, and mottled light and shadow fell on the edge of the corner, a group of seemingly idle time passers-by.
It is a piece of flying shadow, a piece of shadow that seems to be agile but lifeless...
The young man's hands tightly held a black iron scimitar, and his shadow happened to hit a low wall.
He wiped the blood from his lips and laughed, his arrogant eyes filled with a fierce and heavy domineering look.
His fingers slowly curled up until there were purple marks on the bones and joints. He shouted: "Demon of Hunshi! I, Yu Zun, am waiting for you here!"
When the blazing white light flowing down from the clouds, like a hydralisper, entered his eyes, a bone-chilling chill broke through the last defense in his heart like a sharp spear.
But Yu Zun did not fall down. The Hunshimo was stunned. It was obvious that the scene in front of him was something he could not understand. But a moment later, when a pure energy was released from Yu Zun's body, the Hunshimo gradually Understand, what is Yu Zun’s armor...
The Hunyuan Qi is hidden in the Yuan Qi, and the Hunyuan Qi is slowly devouring the Yuan Qi. Perhaps, this is the most profound meaning of the answer!
In the dark blue sky, strange and huge figures are hidden at the end of the sky. In their hands, they all held a sickle, which seemed to be life seekers from hell. But on the other hand, aren’t they?
Under the moonlight, the sickle glowed with patches of sharp white light, as if it had been polished by the moonlight and reappeared in the world!
But at this time, Ling moved, and she murmured in her heart: "Let me help you just once!"
She jumped up and rushed straight to the top of the clouds. The sharp sword light contained the deepest secrets in the world. When she held the sword and shuttled through the dark and strange shapes, those seemingly condensed shadows, But in an instant, he was killed by the long sword in his hand!
But slowly, Ling also discovered that those strange shadows would only consume his own strength. After being shattered, they appeared before Ling's eyes as before. It seemed that they would not be destroyed. They themselves were a piece of energy. After they were broken, they would still stick together.
Unless, relying on real strength, they slowly consume their energy. At this time, Ling discovered with a look of shock that perhaps these shadows were just places where the Hunshi Demon stored his energy.
But these energies are appalling! How did he accumulate such powerful energy? Who is he?
The Hunshimo standing opposite Yu Zun smiled at Yu Zun, pointed at Xuantian in the distance, and said, "That's your friend!"
Yu Zun was stunned and said with a panicked look on his face: "Don't threaten me with her!"
The Hunshimo laughed loudly and said, "I can't do anything to your friend! But, do you know her true identity?"
The Hunshimo's words at first made Yu Zun's anxiety slowly ease. But when he heard Ling's identity, his heart slowly overflowed with bitterness and intolerance, and he burst out. , said: "No matter what her identity is, she is also my friend!"
The Hunshimo laughed loudly and said, "Being your friend is such a happy thing!"
"Are you mocking me?" At this time, Yu Zun's pupils gradually overflowed with anger.
The Hunshimo shook his head with a smile and said: "I have lived for tens of thousands of years, but there are not many people as straightforward and frank as you in this world except those who have died!"
Yu Zun frowned coldly and said, "It's not your turn to take care of this!"
The Hunshimo sighed, and his deep eyes became increasingly lonely, but he couldn't help but say, "If you can survive until the end, don't let this world change you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark sickle swiped across Yu Zun's chest. The sharp marks fell on his tattered robe, and he barely dodged the blow. He was horrified in his heart. If it weren't for the Hunyuan Qi protecting his body, he might have lost his life in that blow.
In the deep space, Ling Jing stood deep in the sky. At this time, Ling was sitting cross-legged. The awe-inspiring aura in her body disturbed the entire world of cultivation from the moment she was released!
The immortal demon woke up from the darkness and looked up in the darkness. The old man who was hiding among the court and the countryside and cultivating silently also walked out of the dust-covered library and took a rare look at the sky. The children playing in the well and pond seemed not as simple as what they saw in front of them. Everyone is a group of martial arts madmen, and there are also people who have practiced nine turns of reincarnation, such as that child!
The elegant aura around her body bloomed quietly like a lotus. That was Ling, an equally mysterious woman...
Sitting in the depths of Xuantian, maybe he no longer wants to hide it!
This will allow those old ghosts hiding in the dark to emerge as soon as possible, and plunge this world into war as soon as possible...
But so what?
From the moment the Hunshimo was born, everything was irreversible.
At this time, Yu Zun held the full moon scimitar and stood resolutely in the darkness until a cluster of light slowly drew down from the sky. It was a piece of falling flowers, a piece of falling flowers shining with silver light.
When I looked into the deep sky again, I saw Ling Qingli's face. Ling's beauty was so beautiful that I was stunned...
Seeing the calm smile on the woman's face, the huge stone in Yu Zun's heart slowly fell down at that moment.
"The Hunshimo! Today we will fight until the death!" Yu Zun pursed his lips, and his throat was as dry as if it was on fire.
Yu Zun grasped the black iron scimitar and stood up from the darkness. The knife in his hand was glowing with a cold blade. He disappeared in an instant, leaving only an afterimage where he stood, as if to explain to the world that he had appeared in this world.
The roar of the black wind was forcibly pulled by the body, giving birth to this calm wind. At this time, in the darkness, a bloody stream of light suddenly appeared. When the stream of light approached him, the light flourished for a moment!
Just as the stream of light was about to hit him, he saw the cruel smile on the man's face. It was a pair of fists, a pair of fists that cut through time and space. The fists contained the deepest Tao realm in the world.
At that moment, the space was slowly torn open, and time was also pulled to the previous dimension. All of this was just because of the power of a punch...
As expected, Yu Zun was tricked. The body flying upside down is more like a dying bird. Although it is still flapping its wings, there is not much energy left in it. Slowly, the world became quiet again, without the slightest sound. The silent world seems to be destroyed...
Yu Zun's body was like a piece of iron, turning red. Lines of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and the blood kept pouring out like a spring.
Dying?
Are you really going to die?
Hahaha! Hahahahaha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
What do you want to do in this life?
How many regrets do you have in this reckless life? How many people have you never met?
How many words are there that I haven't had time to say?
How many more times have we left, waiting numbly for the next meeting?
About to die?
Such a simple death?
I have not waited for the rest of my life, and I have not yet understood the meaning of the rest of my life.
So, are you going to die like this?
There were no clouds on the empty sky, just a hurtful paleness.
yes! Sometimes, my heart is just like this! It's silent, empty, and pale!
So, sky! Sky! are you thinking of me? What are you explaining to me? Do you want the sadness to come more violently?
But sometimes I get tired!
Yu Zun is not a machine either!
Yu Zun is also a living person!
go?
After leaving this world, where will you go? Once again, repent from the bottom of your heart?
If you could still wake up alive, what would you change?
Probably, it will remain the same!
yes! No matter how many times you repeat it. I am just myself, who will I become?
In the darkness, there was only water dripping in his ears, making a vague clicking sound. His body seemed to have been smashed. The severe pain made Yu Zun's consciousness sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.
He seemed to be dying, but his tenacious vitality did not allow him to despair.
Lines of blood overflowed from his breath, as did his eyes. He was like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his life was slowly wilting at that moment.
But sometimes, he seems like an eternal sun. The weird arc is the trajectory of the sun. He will slowly wake up with the appearance of the rising sun. He will also feel the sun set in the west, and he will feel sad in his heart. A hint of sadness.
Under the setting moon, there is a vast territory, and in a huge basin, there is a young man lying. It was really a thrilling moment just now, that basin was actually caused by the power of the Hunshi Demon's punch!
Those who should leave will leave! Whoever needs to wake up will wake up!
While gritting his teeth and letting out stubborn roars, the Hunshimo smiled. He understood deeply in his heart that the seemingly weak young man was not an ordinary person. This punch only used 30% of his strength. If he can't bear even 30% of his power under his own hands, then that rumor is just a lie...
The Hunshimo applauded and walked towards Yu Zun, approaching slowly. The boy's pale fingertips were dug deep into the rock, which showed that he had used some strength.
There was a vague voice in his throat, and he was roaring, but there was still darkness in front of him.
Fight with me again... fight with me again...
The voice was very weak, but at least, in the blurry throat, he could spit out a few words.
The Hunshimo was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he laughed and hugged Yu Zun.
The cold laughter, like thunder from the sky, shocked the world!
The Hunshimo walked toward the light slowly and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are an opponent worthy of respect! If I continue to let you go on today, I'm afraid your life will be ruined here. Already..."
"Let's drive!" There was no big black shadow on the blurry sky. A line of carriages and horses stretched for several miles. At this time, Ling was sitting in one of the carriages and horses. On the fair face, there is a pair of eyes as cold as ice.
It's rare that the Hunshimo didn't tell Yu Zun about his life experience, but even if he told Yu Zun, what would happen?
Steaming out of the cup, a cup of fragrant tea appeared in front of Ling's eyes, hazy, covering her sharp pupils...
In the darkness, the middle-aged scholar looked far away. He stood quietly among a towering mountain, his eyes shining!
I don't know how long it took, but there were a few more people behind him, "Senior brother! Now, Yu Zun has been taken to the north by the Hunshimo. How should we explain to the master?"
The middle-aged scholar frowned and said, "I just want him to live well!"
"But senior brother, you only met him once, and you decided that he was..." The young man in black robe behind him frowned, but did not finish his sentence.
"Master, after you return to the city, you only need to report that Qin Moye has left with him!" The middle-aged scholar named Qin Mo seemed to be extremely bitter in his heart, but in his resolute pupils, there was Still standing stubbornly with his thoughts in mind.
However, in the dark, Qin Mo sighed slightly and murmured to himself: "Ming! I owe you, and I will pay you back!"
The bright moon hung in the sky, and the candlelight flickered quietly in the hall. There were two people standing in the hall, one with his back to him and the other kneeling on the ground.
"Master, there is nothing I can do!" The man kneeling on the ground is Ming's master.
Brother——Yuan!
In the darkness, the old man looked silent, but did not say a word. This made Yuan feel even more terrified in his heart.
The old man wearing a black-gold robe in front of him is one of the major overlords in this world. The sect that Yuan belongs to is the Moyu Sect, which is not purely a sect that cultivates immortals.
Thousands of kingdoms in the world all belong to this Moyu Sect, which shows how powerful it is...
And in this cultivation sect, there is a method with many mysteries. This method is called Qi Lianmen, and among this Qi Lianmen, there is a method called Hunyuan Dao!
The reason why Ming will die is because of this Taoism!
This Taoist method is so weird that it will follow the ascetic for his whole life, and will only find another person unless the ascetic dies.
Obviously, the reason why Mo Yumen traced Yu Zun's whereabouts was because of the Hunyuan Dao!
But there are already rumors in the market that this time, it will be the last time for Hunyuan Dao to find its master!
However, how could Mo Yumen believe that as Ming, who inherited the Hunyuan Dao, he almost wanted to fly away in this life? He seemed to have broken his destiny because of this Dao!
But in the end, he died because of this Hunyuan Dao, which is a bit sad! Read the book
There are not many people in this world who chase the sky, and there are even fewer people who break the destiny.
Now, the leader of the Mo Yu Sect is already in his twilight years. If there is no way to extend his life, he will definitely return to the earth in a few years.
These things are something that the leader of Mo Yumen, Wentian, cannot tolerate...
In this way, Yu Zun’s experience extends to this point!
