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The night is over.

In the pitch-black iron prison of the Sword Casting City Prison Dragon Venue, which was frozen by the Ice Spirit Bead of Creation, the black-clothed silver-haired figure that had been reduced to an ice sculpture blinked, and then a blood-red evil qi slowly overflowed from his body.

It was a butcher's knife.

Luo Changfeng, who had completely recovered his memory, recast his state of mind, even if he didn't have the earth-shattering cultivation of his teacher Wuxiang Dao Sect, he was now completely able to control this corpse knife and butcher's knife that was stained with no amount of blood.

Yes, since then, the demonic nature has been completely eliminated, and he will no longer be affected by any emotional stimulation and lose control.

Woe and blessing depend.

For him, this is also a kind of loss and gain.

......

I saw that the increasingly intense red blood aura was flowing from the black robe, silently penetrating the layers of ice crystals, infecting the cold ice all over the body, as bright red as blood crystals.

Luo Changfeng, who was sitting cross-legged in the frozen iron prison, moved his fingers slightly, and only heard a crisp click sound in the quiet ice prison, and cracks appeared in the ice crystals. The jumble of cracks began to spread on the blood-red ice crystals, crawling from front to behind like meridians and blood vessels emerging from the human body.

At the moment when the spider web-like cracks completely spread all over the body, the red ice filled with bloody qi shattered with a bang, and Luo Changfeng broke through the ice.

The cultivation at the peak of the Spirit Aperture Realm was released without reservation, and a layer of blood-red body protection light was shrouded in his body, which looked like the golden light of the ancestor of the Buddha Sect.

The difference is that one is the most evil and the other is the most holy.

He didn't care whether it was holy or not, he stood up, and the ice above his head melted silently with the blood of the butcher's knife.

He took a step, and the blood light opened a way for him in the frozen world.

He walked to the cell door, stretched out his index finger and flicked it, and the chain broke. He opened the cell door and walked towards the iron gate.

The frozen corridors in the iron prison grew longer and longer, and those were the traces of his walk. When he came to the iron gate, he still stretched out his palm and pressed it lightly on the iron gate, and the iron gate shattered.

He appeared in the center of the dragon captive hall, his eyes faintly visible through the thick ice wall of the circular castle wall. He was familiar with swords and knew swords, and he judged that they should be sword marks left by thousands of swords.

Originally, it was unclear about the various movements that happened in Sword Casting City all night, but when Luo Changfeng sensed the aura of the evil dragon who escaped from the Locked Dragon Pool of Qiushui Mountain Villa and the people who had appeared in the Hidden Mirror of Wind and Snow Silver City, all the mysteries were solved.

Alien.

It's interracial again!

Wind and Snow Silver City ambushed himself and made a big fuss about the sword, and now he has extended his claws to Tiannan, and the alien race that infiltrated before the troubled world is really a hundred-legged insect that is dead but not stiff, everywhere!

Luo Changfeng thought, maybe before the alien army completely broke the world barrier in the middle of the Tianxi Mirror and invaded, these alien vanguard troops really needed to clean up and clean up.

But before that, he needs to do a couple of things first.

Luo Changfeng, who was standing in the center of the gladiatorial arena, raised his head and looked at the entire Sword Casting City that was frozen and dead, and he embraced heaven and earth with open arms.

Then he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and suddenly let out a deep roar.

The unknown cold wind lifted the black robe and silver hair all over his body, and the bloody qi of the butcher knife in his body was completely released, like a flood.

Except for the first owner of the butcher's knife, no one knew how much spiritual resentment he contained. I saw that countless red evil qi shot out like light, and at a terrifying speed like light drove away darkness, melting the ice all over the city...... Soon, the gladiatorial arena was exposed to the white sky of the fish belly, followed by the large and small streets and alleys of the Sword Casting City, the uneven buildings, all the way to Jiang Manlou, the Yue brothers and sisters, the ups and downs of the sword, and even the flowers and trees in the city lord's mansion...... Together with the six sword spirits and the blindfolded man in front of the mountain gate behind the sword furnace, as well as hundreds of people, they all woke up.

The red blood melted the ice, causing the sky to shine again, the air to flow again, and the entire frozen city to reappear!

Luo Changfeng lifted himself and swept through.

A black shadow streaked across the gradually clear sky, appearing in front of the two alien powerhouses, the Hidden Mirror Man and Ze.

Luo Changfeng stretched out his palm, and the butcher knife, which ranked third on the Divine Soldier List, was held in the palm of his hand. He raised his eyes slightly, his eyes red: "Two of you, don't come unharmed." ”

......

From Luo Changfeng's voice, how could he see that the ice seal of the entire Sword Casting City could be broken, but it was only a dozen breaths. Originally, the two of them were still surprised, thinking that the city lord of Fengxue Silver City, who had lost his memory, had completely woken up?

The question in their hearts, no one gave them an answer, until Luo Changfeng, who was dressed in black and silver-haired and holding a butcher's knife, appeared in front of them.

Looking at the butcher's knife that was also quite famous during the troubled times 10,000 years ago, and was seriously injured by the evil sword qi in the abdomen, the alien Heavenly Awakening God who called himself Ze stared at his eyes, and retreated without any hesitation.

The figure of the Mirror Hidden in the Golden Thread of Clothes also faded in the void......

The blood-red butcher's knife light drew an indelible blood mark in the sky above Sword Forge City, which was shocking. In the eyes of Jiang Manlou and the others, Luo Changfeng chased after the two alien powerhouses who had escaped with a murder knife.

Leaving the ten sons outside the city, their comrades looked inexplicable.

The three of them were surprised: "Where did he come from?"

Jiang Manlou seemed to think: "The gladiatorial arena?"

Mo Xiangqi asked, "Why is he in the gladiatorial arena?"

Liluo put away his sword twenty-four: "Maybe he has always been there." ”

Jiang Manlou coughed a few times and complained: "I won't show up until we all become ice sculptures." Ever since he took possession of the Silver City, this kid has become more and more adept at stealing the limelight! and he doesn't have to worry about us freezing to death here......

Liluo glanced at Jiang Manlou: "That's how you treat your siblings?"

Jiang Manlou refused: "Otherwise, what else?"

These two people are more than 100 years old, and they still can't get rid of the habit of bickering.

However, bickering and bickering, seeing Luo Changfeng chasing two foreign powerhouses alone, Jiang Manlou and the others were still a little worried in their hearts.

After all, one of them is the one who is ranked among the Ten Heavenly Manifestations.

......

Luo Changfeng lifted his knife and landed on the surface of the sea.

No matter how deep and endless the water rippled and splashed, it could not soak the soles of his shoes and the placket of his clothes.

He looked around, and his eyes seemed to be able to see the majestic end of the sea. But even if you look through the sea, you can't detect the traces of the breath of the two alien powerhouses.

He couldn't help frowning.

Among the ten days of manifestation, if you talk about this hidden trace and haunting ability, there is no one to compare with the person who hides the mirror.

Standing on the rough sea, Luo Changfeng pondered for a moment. The redness in his eyes gradually receded, and was even gradually replaced by a softness.

He thought of Chiko.

So he put away the butcher's knife, tapped the sea water with his toes, and flew in the direction of the Guigu Forest......

And at this moment, in the mountains where Sword Casting City is located, the retreating demon tide is no longer as orderly as before.

They were intercepted by surprise.

Those people seemed to be a streamer of light across the sky, and then scattered around the demon tide all over the mountains.

They were dressed in uniform sword clothes and wielded long swords, and at first glance, there were as many as 800 people!

It was the eight hundred Imperial Sword disciples from the Seventy-two Strange Peaks of Kunlun Mountain, and the one who led them here was naturally the head of the Sword Pavilion with unparalleled talent, Muyun Sword City.