Whose family on the street is young and romantic, and I plan to marry and live away for the rest of my life.
Lin Zixuan coughed up blood and stood with tears in his eyes.
He thought of the first time he met her. At that time, in Tianfeng Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, that Nizi was unruly and willful and liked to bully him.
He still remembered that when he first fell in love, he was contemptuous of her and was hunted by her all over the world, with nowhere to hide.
He still remembered that in the ancient tomb deep in the mountains, he fought to save her and almost had her body taken away from her.
Lin Zixuan laughed at himself, looking at the strong men coming from all over the world, and smiled.
Back then, when I was young and romantic, I leaned on my sword to guide the spring and autumn. Looking back, I saw that my passion was always a thin beauty, and I couldn't hold it back, with white hair and white hair.
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On the towering palace, a black-robed figure stood there, overlooking everything in the sky. He saw Lin Zixuan transformed into a demon, and saw the Life Dao Pill, and a dazzling light flashed in his expression.
"Eye of the Dao Demon!"
The evil pupil of the ancient war demon can be opened and closed vertically and horizontally to kill all the gods and Buddhas in the world. It contains the most evil and evil in the world. However, as far as he knows, although this technique exists, there is no one at all. It can be cultivated, let alone anyone who can use it. Why can this child be summoned so easily?
He, who is at the fourth level of the blood soul realm, can actually communicate with the demon god by reciting ancient demon verses?
Not only him, Commander Haoyue was also extremely shocked. He never expected that a little Lin Zixuan, although he was accompanied by destiny, after all, he was only a person at the fourth level of the Blood Soul Realm, and now he could be on the battlefield. Show off your power and cause such a shock.
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"Fellow Taoist, don't be stubborn anymore. It's not easy to practice like this." The Ten Thousand Demons clan walked in that direction, and the magic light fell down, descending around the evil fire people and demons. A supreme power seemed to To rip his soul out.
He is the third elder of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. He has sacrificed blood to the infant spirits of all races to achieve his status. If he wants to take a further step, he only has a chance to become enlightened.
Now, he has found the Life Dao Pill. After searching for it for hundreds of years, he has lived up to his expectations.
"Ling Xiezi, how about giving it to me?"
The sky roared, as if countless muffled thunders exploded in unison, causing the entire sky to dent, and cracks like dragons and snakes swam around, outlining a portal to nothingness on the sky.
In the portal, suddenly... the figure of an old man walked out.
He seemed to merge with the sky, his face expressionless, gazing at the sentient beings below.
"Skeleton old ghost, you really didn't leave."
Ling Xiezi looked at him coldly. The Moyun Empire ordered its troops to withdraw, but there were still strong men who were determined to find fortune in this war.
The evil fire man and demon looked up to the sky and howled wildly.
The demonic fire raged wildly, the wind roared, and the figures coming from far away were burned to ashes by the fire. They couldn't even bear the residual power.
"Do you also want to get involved?" The withered old man shouted angrily, and suddenly swiped his finger downwards, and countless red threads extended and roared, rushing towards the cultivators below.
When their expressions changed drastically, these red lines quickly enveloped them, and when they touched each other in an instant, everything they passed was penetrated by them. At the moment of penetration, they seemed to be swallowed up. After their flesh and blood withered, the monks perished directly.
Heaven and earth, absolute silence.
Everyone stopped, their minds were filled with panic, and their bodies were trembling extremely.
"Hand over that girl, and I will keep your whole body." A cold voice came suddenly, and an illusion appeared between heaven and earth. The sky above the battlefield seemed to be transformed into Avici Hell.
This illusion contained incomparable power, and it fell on the withered old man. He raised his hand at will, and Lin Zixuan's body was imprisoned and suspended in the air.
"Half-step realm, the legendary realm."
When people in the distance saw that illusion, endless fear filled their eyes.
"roll!"
Lin Zixuan responded coldly, but in the next moment, the illusion of heaven and earth enveloped him. In an instant, the life in his body disappeared, and the aura of death was strong.
Ling Xiezi looked at him indifferently. Who among the seven empires dared to disobey their words?
"die!"
The old man with withered bones waved his finger towards Lin Zixuan, and the heavy death energy suddenly turned into the flames of death and burned his life.
What about the ultimate genius? Those who are in the Blood Soul Realm will suffer the same fate when faced with those who are strong in the Dao Realm.
Lin Zixuan's aura was dissipating rapidly, and his vital signs were also greatly reduced. However, after this reduction reached a certain level, it slowed down.
The instinct of Lin Zixuan's body was unwilling to die. The black and white vampires kept emitting restorative power, especially the weapon spirit of the Phantom Demon Mirror. They had already regarded Lin Zixuan as a disciple. How could he allow others to erase him?
Seeing this scene, the expression of the withered old man in the sky changed. He looked at Lin Zixuan with solemn eyes. He rarely encountered this kind of situation. Only King Moyun, who was still in the Blood Soul Realm, had something similar. One scene.
The old man with withered bones had a gloomy look on his face, and after a few breaths, he clapped his palm, and a terrifying death mark fell from the sky, and the illusion also cast a terrifying meaning of death.
Lin Zixuan's body was burned by the flames of death. He was in extreme pain. His whole body was filled with death energy, and he was no different from a dead person.
The black fire continued to burn, attracting the great attention of the Rakshasa monks and Ling Xiezi.
Especially the latter, his heart was shocked. As a strong person in the same realm, he also knew the terror of the flames. After noticing it for such a long time, his mind fluctuated more and more intensely.
The setting sun and bright moon cultivate the earth, and the same is true.
As for the withered old man, he was shocked, but he didn't expect what happened next. This scene was beyond his imagination.
Of course, besides being shocked, he was more angry and murderous. Unless Lin Zixuan died, today's shame would become Mo Yun's laughing stock.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, countless qi and blood mist emitted from his body, and a destructive palm print condensed out of his hand.
The Withered Palm of Life and Death, one of the unique skills of the Withered Bone Old Man, is now being used in his hands. The aura of death is enough to destroy the heaven and the earth, and everything around him has turned into the black color of the undead.
Ling Xiezi's face was a little moved. Even though Lin Zixuan was extremely talented, it was too difficult to survive.
People in the distance roared in their hearts when they saw this scene. A half-step master, who was at the pinnacle of the Sunset Empire, was now strangulating Lin Zixuan.
In an instant, the sky became extremely deep, and withered skeletal arms flew out from it. The number was no less than a few thousand. In the blink of an eye, they covered all directions. With one grasp of his hand, the life force in Lin Zixuan's body and even in this space was sucked out. Come on.
However, at this moment, seeing Lin Zixuan about to be penetrated into the sea of consciousness by that withered hand, a monstrous sword intent suddenly erupted from his body, a sword intent that didn't seem to belong to him at all.
At this moment, Lin Zixuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Here comes the sword."
The sword that was suppressed on the execution platform and penetrated the Lin family ancestor's body left the body in an instant and rushed like lightning.
A sword whistling and a sword clanging in front of him.
A sword light broke through the air from his body. It was the dark demon, and it greedily devoured the ancestral sword in an instant. At this moment, the sword light flourished, and Lin Zixuan felt that the origin was perfect, standing like a son of god, with peerless divine splendor.
With one swing of the sword, blood splashed for three thousand miles, and the heaven and earth were wiped out. The soul, the spirit, and the law were forbidden.
At this moment, the evil fire man-demon escaped from the confinement in embarrassment. Ling Xiezi's expression changed with shock, revealing a horrified expression.
"Who are you?" The withered old man's expression also changed greatly, and he looked at Lin Zixuan in shock. This aura did not belong to him.
"Kill!" Lin Zixuan didn't say anything. A cold sword passed through the void, blooming with nine colors of divine light, which made the world eclipse and pierced people's eyes.
The bodies of Ling Xiezi and the old man withered bones suddenly dodged away, and the magic sword penetrated between them, wiping out all living beings within three thousand miles.
"evil creature."
A cold voice came directly from the palace in the sky, with a cold meaning, as if the temperature of the entire space had dropped sharply.
Ling Xiezi and the two looked up into the sky, with a touch of respect in their eyes. That was the master of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, a strong man in the Tao realm, and a true power.
"You're just a junior, how can you mess up the morale of our Rakshasa army?" The voice came again, with an arrogant meaning. His voice spread throughout the void, and the three armies were shaken.
The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect actually leads a personal expedition?
The soldiers of the Sunset Empire trembled in their hearts, and then their eyes showed despair. What they did was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket and could not change the overall situation at all.
Once such strong men join the battle, the outcome will no longer be in suspense. Sooner or later, the sunset will turn into rivers of blood and reveal bones.
"No matter who you are, you will die today."
Above the void, Ling Xiezi's eyes turned into evil eyes, and he stared down. In an instant, dark chains suddenly appeared, lying across there. The dark demon fell down and hit the chains with a clicking sound. There were cracks in the chain, but it was not broken.
Another huge palm print came and landed on Lin Zixuan. It was as dense as bones and wiped out all living beings in all directions.
Lin Zixuan's body was shaking violently, and he kept coughing up blood, which dripped on the Dark Demon.
"I'm talking about being a teenager, holding the yellow on the left and the blue on the right." Lin Zixuan roared, took a step into the air, looked coldly in the air, raised his right hand, and the next moment, the shadow of a huge magic sword suddenly appeared on it The sky above my head transformed into reality.
This sword was so shocking and majestic that it split into seven in an instant. The moment it appeared, the situation changed. Waves of intense killing intent spread to the sky and exploded, making everyone who felt it change their expressions.
Especially some sunset monks who entered Wanyuan Sword Mountain to practice, they immediately recognized him and exclaimed.
"Seven Ultimate Sword Formation!"
There were screams of exclamation one after another. Ling Xiezi and the withered old man looked at each other and fought with both hands. An unpredictable force enveloped the three of them. In an instant, the space was torn apart, and the sword shadow was moved thousands of miles away in an instant. In the barren mountains far away.
"Little brat, if I let you torture and kill our disciples again, I'm afraid the sect leader will blame us."
Ling Xiezi sneered, but couldn't see Lin Zixuan's right hand falling.
In an instant, the demonic sword in the sky burst out with dazzling light, striking towards the withered old man with a dazzling light. The speed was so fast that it was approaching like a rainbow piercing the sky.
As soon as the sword fell, all directions shook.
The skeletal old man who was escaping quickly had a horrified look on his face. The spiritual power in his body burned and exploded with all his strength. The sword power swept out. His body was scratched, and the lower half of his body was shattered, turning into pieces of flesh and blood, and scattered on the ground.
The sword light kept chasing him, but he was still running away. Suddenly, he took out a skull doll, squeezed it hard, and it shattered in an instant.
A shrill scream came out instantly. It was his split soul, and it was also the death technique he had prepared for the disaster, but he didn't want to use it in advance.
His eyes were extremely evil, and at this moment, his hatred for Lin Zixuan was already overwhelming.
"Why……"
In the void, there was a sigh, and a figure fell from the sky, and in an instant, it was suspended over the cliff.
Under the cliff, the regenerated leg bones of the withered old man continued to break under the latter's slight footsteps. The entire barren mountain trembled, shrouded in a supreme power.
The eyes of the withered old man were filled with anger, and he strangled with both hands. Countless skeleton arms shot through the air and grabbed at the mysterious man.
However, at this moment, he slowly turned his eyes and looked down into the sky. With just one glance, those skeleton arms spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into ashes and fell.
Another sigh.
The whole cliff trembled, and the withered old man did not believe it until his death. Those words became his eulogy before his death.
"He has the courage of his father, and it's not in vain that I have been guarding him for many years. You greedy little guy, if you want to blame it, it's your fault for messing with people you shouldn't mess with."
Under his grasp, the withered old man and the entire barren mountain were destroyed by the supreme power and turned into powder and dust, becoming history.
