The inky night, the breeze blows, and everything sounds like a dance of hellish ghosts.

"Woohoo"

After a few sounds, six pitch-black figures fell. If it weren't for Tianze's mental sensing, there would be no way to detect it in the dark night.

"You've finally appeared!"

Tianze walked out slowly, threw a few moonlight stones to the four corners of the courtyard, and suddenly the courtyard was as bright as day.

Tian Ze held the Luoquan Thousand Thousand Feet in his hand and asked softly, "Who are you, and why do you keep staring at me?"

At this moment, the darkness of the night dawned, and a round of blood moon peeked out of the clouds, and then a shadow and a poem descended on the world:

Dream light and bloody,

The bloody blade is eternal, who is side by side.

The heart is dusty and the peak is ownerless,

A bleak bone to the underworld.

A blood-red shadow, majestic and majestic.

Tian Ze was shocked in his heart, the Sword Dynasty Sect actually hid such a character!

"Dare to ask your name?"

The blood-colored shadow of the "Blood Uncertain Dream Master" danced lightly with his right arm, dissipating the confusion in front of him, revealing a beautiful face that fascinated all living beings. Today, I saw the shadow of the Xuan Immortal, and since then I have only been graceful in my dreams.

The Dream Lord stepped forward lightly and said, "Hand over the Divine Heart Sword!

"Descendants?" Tian Ze couldn't smile bitterly in his heart, how did he fish and fish out his ancestors?" ”

Hearing this, the Dream Lord sneered, turned to look at the ancestral hall and said, "Jiang Slash God, it seems that you also feel that you did something wrong back then?"

"I didn't expect you to be alive!"

Hearing only a burst of applause, the ancestral hall suddenly burst and was instantly razed to the ground. In the vastness, a domineering figure slowly condensed, followed by the poem:

Ten thousand swords across the sky,

Qingfeng thought of the gods.

There is a sword red dust today,

Cut off the wheel of cause and effect.

It is the Ten Thousand Swords Red Dust Jiang Slashing God, and now he has been completely resurrected by Jiang Lang's body.

Jiang Shushen took a step slowly, looked at the Dream Lord with a cold glint in his eyes, and said: "I didn't expect that you, who were gentle as water back then, would have such a great background, with your talent, you can live for 1,800 years, and you are by no means an unknown person, who are you?"

The Dream Lord sneered, with a hint of suppressed anger in his tone, and said, "Why? It's only been more than a thousand years, and even your own wife has been forgotten? Have you forgotten what you did to me back then?"

Jiang Shushen knew how much harm what he had done back then would be to a female disciple of Bingqing Yujie, but in order for himself to survive, he had no choice.

Jiang Shushen turned his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to look into the eyes of the Dream Master, these angry eyes didn't dare to look at each other 1,800 years ago, anger, humiliation, hatred, all negative emotions were contained in it.

"What happened back then...... I'm sorry, but I didn't know you were alive after a thousand years, or I would have doubled my compensation for you. Jiang Shushen finally spoke, and his heart was a little more comfortable.

The Dream Lord sneered: "You apologized, you finally apologized after 1,800 years. It's a pity! I don't need it anymore! Hand over the Sword of the Heart, and leave you all dead. ”

As the words fell, the Dream Lord's right hand was lightly raised, a red light flashed, and a blood-colored giant scythe as tall as a man appeared domineeringly, intimidating everyone present, it was the weapon: Blood Law.

At this time, Tian Ze also had a general understanding of the current situation in his heart. The Dream Lord must have been a woman who was raped by the Jiang Slash God 1,800 years ago, but for some reason, the Dream Lord actually lived to the present, and with the age of the Dream Lord and such a momentum, the strength of the Dream Lord is afraid that it has reached the merger realm.

Just when Tian Ze was distracted, the Dream Lord Blood Scythe pointed directly at Tian Ze: "Say, where is the Heart Sword?"

Tian Ze said helplessly: "Have you ever seen the Ascending Heart Sword, how can you be sure that Fang Cai's movement was sent by the Ascending Sword?"

The Dream Lord said, "Although I have never seen the Ascending Heart Sword, I know that the Ascending Heart Sword has always been here, are you right?

Jiang Shushen did not answer silently, but explored the cultivation of the Dream Master.

The Dream Lord sneered: "Don't be tempted, I'm already in the Merge Realm, you just gave up, and you haven't adapted to the body yet, plus your cultivation is only the ninth level of the Yuan Infant Realm, don't struggle, hand over the Heart Sword!"

When Jiang Shushen heard this, he was shocked and asked, "What did you go through when you left Sword Emperor Mountain?" You were obviously so gentle back then, even if I treated you like that back then, you still worked so hard to take care of our children. ”

The Dream Lord was full of murderous aura, and his tone was cold: "I don't want to mention the things of the past, you just need to tell me, where is the Ascending Heart Sword?"

Seeing that the Lord of the Imperial Dream was like this, Tian Ze thought that he was a woman after all, and he was Ruan Lang's appearance, so he should not make a death move to himself, so he stepped forward and said: "Meet the old grandmother! Ruan Lang was blind for a while, he didn't recognize the old grandmother, and asked the old grandmother to forgive him. ”

The Dream Lord laughed lightly: "I don't want you to be so interesting, so I'll spare you." Immediately, the Dream Lord sighed lightly and turned his head to look at Jiang Slashing God: "Jiang Slashing God, you are using parasitic aura to blackmail people again, and I didn't expect you to use it on your descendants, you are really like a beast!"

Jiang Shushen just wanted to open his mouth to explain, but suddenly felt a backlash erupt in his body, and it was Jiang Shushen who forcibly crushed the parasitic aura in Tianze's body.

"Poof"

Suddenly, Jiang Shushen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his consciousness was almost unconscious: "I won't say it! I won't ...... death."

Before Jiang Slash God finished speaking, the Dream Lord attacked and knocked Jiang Slash God unconscious: "Beast, wait until you get my things back and settle accounts with you." After that, the blood-colored robe of the Dream Lord shook, and in a chilling sound, he actually put Jiang Slashing God into his sleeve.

The Dream Lord then said: "The six of you are guarding here, and those who enter this courtyard will be killed! Jiang Lang, follow the old grandmother and take back our things!"

"Yes"

Tian Ze followed the Dream Lord, and Yukong came to the Sword Hall where there was no sword.

The blood-colored robe of the Dream Lord dragged on the ground, making a rustling sound, and swayed back and forth in the hall, indicating that the Sword Dynasty Sect would undergo a great change.

The Dream Lord was in the middle of the hall and shouted softly: "The remnants of the sword family, come out!"

"Presumptuous!

Qiankun begins with a thought,

The sword of the hundred soldiers is in the middle.

After forging for the ninety thousand tribulations,

Seal the sword and forgive the heavens for thousands of years. ”

With an angry shout, a thought of the sword monarch sword did not step into the sonorous step.

Jian Wuyi scolded: "Who are you? You dare to slander my Jian family! And you Jiang Lang, I originally intended to take you as an apprentice, but I never thought that you would attract enemies in the name of the sect, what kind of crime should you be guilty of!"

Tian Ze was speechless when he heard that the sword was operating like this, this is to blame all on me!

The Dream Lord raised his finger lightly, signaling that Tian Ze didn't need to speak, and his left hand gently stroked the relief beast on the chair, and said: "Back then, the ancestor of your Sword Family, Jian Qi, joined forces with Jiang Shushen to carry out a poisonous plan, assassinating my master, seizing Sword Emperor Mountain, and even seizing my master's ancestral Shengxin Sword, this account should be settled today!"

None of the swords were heard, and the godlessness in his hand flashed, staring at the Dream Lord tightly.

The Dream Lord smiled slightly: "You, you're not qualified enough! let the sword come out, he must have hidden a trick before he dies!"

The words fell, and a crisp sword roar suddenly came from the beams above the lobby, and the majestic poem was heard:

A thousand blades are close at hand, and the sword of a hundred thoughts turns into the sky.

Compassion is no more, and the killing blades are full of battles.

He walked in heaven and earth, and died in the world.

I saw a phantom descending with a sword in his hand, and it was the Thousand Swords Reflecting the Heavenly Sword.

When the sword falls, it becomes one with the sword.

The Dream Lord sneered, "Your mind is really as meticulous as my master said. ”

Jian Qi showed a faint smile: "Falsely praised, if you don't have such a mind, how can you get such a hegemony as the Sword Dynasty Sect, this power is left to your master, how about it?"

The Dream Lord smiled and nodded: "Not bad! I have reached the Nine Major Consummations of the Yuan Infant Realm, and I am only one foot away from the Merge Realm, but unfortunately, it is still not the Merge Realm!"

The words fell, and the Dream Lord blasted out with a palm, directly attacking the sword-piercing heavenly spirit.

"Bloodlight across the sea!"

Jian Qi hurriedly raised the Heaven Fearing Sword to block, and the aura around him exploded quickly: "Thousand Peaks Sword and Shield!"

"Bang"

The two moves contacted, and a huge impact erupted, and the huge Sword Hall couldn't withstand the aftermath of the Dream Master's palm, and collapsed violently, stirring up layers of dust. Fortunately, Tianze sensed the danger in advance and had already escaped before the collapse of the Sword Hall.

The blood moon hung in the sky, and the two powerhouses of the world confronted each other strongly.

The Dream Lord, holding a blood-colored scythe, changed the woman's weak posture, and vowed to pay for the blood debt with murderous intent.

The sword is sympathetic, holding the cold edge of the sky, the cold eyebrows are tightly condensed and the state of slaughter, and the sword intent is determined to protect the hegemony.

In a life-and-death battle, who can get their wish?