"My sword!"

More than a dozen flying swords shattered, and the woman couldn't regret it, she was very distressed, and hurriedly put away the sword rain.

The woman was dressed in a goose-yellow gauze dress, in her twenties, with picturesque eyebrows and hair falling like a waterfall.

Her lips were slightly white, and she lived a life of hiding in Tibet in the Wufu Sea.

"Thank you, girl, for coming to the rescue. ”

Xu Feng clenched his fists and thanked him. The corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and he was not lightly injured. There is a depletion of spiritual energy in the Void Sea, even if the Heavenly Heart Divine Technique is subtle and the true qi in the body is lost a lot, it will not be able to heal the injury.

Fortunately, after taking the pill, there is no fear of life at the moment.

"Are you alive?"

The woman was startled, Boss Qiao could kill the wild beast with one punch, but the young man was only seriously injured, and his spirit seemed to be good.

"What do you mean?"

Situ Yu's face was not good, and the woman cursed people to death when she opened her mouth, and her previous good feelings were swept away.

The woman also realized that she had said the wrong thing, and explained, "Don't get me wrong, your friend is seriously injured and will leave here first." ”

"Take the old man with you. ”

Wen Ling ran over cheekily, with a humble look of flattery.

"You're an old man. ”

Situ Yu was furious, and he kicked it when he went up. If it weren't for the sloppy old man, they wouldn't be in danger, and Xu Feng was seriously injured because of this.

"Young people have something to say, don't be so angry?"

Wen Ling knew that he was at a loss and didn't fight back, but he went around in a circle in the desert. Situ chased after him, and when he seized the opportunity, he slapped and kicked him.

The woman asked, "Who is this man?"

Xu Feng was also angry, and said in a strange manner: "The original inhabitants of Sin City. ”

So he could not be kept. ”

When the woman heard this, her mind moved, and her sword flew like rain, wanting to kill people and kill her mouth!

"Nonsense, frame-up. The old man is a monk of Ziyu Mountain, an orthodox sect descendant. ”

Wen Ling was startled, and the woman roared with a hundred swords, shaking people's hearts like locusts crossing the border. And his cultivation has been getting worse day by day since he fell into the realm.

The woman stopped the flying sword and said, "Monk Ziyu Mountain, what's your name?" ”

"Wenling!"

The sloppy old man reported his name.

"Wen Ling, the first person in the sect forty years ago. ”

The woman's face was dazed, and it was incredulous that the sloppy old man in front of her was the legendary person.

"The son is picturesque, the purple clothes are fighting with the sword, and there are uneven places. It's about the old man, what is your name, girl, and I've heard of the old man's deeds. ”

Wen Ling sighed that time has passed, but some people remember him and remember his former romance.

"White as picturesque. ”

The woman looked at the sloppy old man again, her face full of disappointment, her name was still chosen because of Wen Ling's famous saying.

The young man Wen Ling was so high-spirited that year, known as the first person in the sect. Purple-clothed sword, walking the world, making friends with sect monks is the most spirited, inserting knives for friends, and fighting thousands of miles.

How many women have fallen in love with Wenling, at that time, there were many female monks in Ziyu Mountain, most of them admired the purple-clothed sword, and many male monks wanted to have a glass of wine with the young man who did not hesitate to fight for his friends.

But forty years ago, Wenling disappeared overnight.

Ziyu Mountain even searched the world for this.

Those who had made enemies with the young man were all arrested and interrogated in Ziyu Mountain, and in the end, Wen Ling, the first person in the sect, was not found.

Look at this sloppy old man again, the white and picturesque dream is shattered.

"You are an old man, you are still a monk of Luoxia Mountain when you are old, and your mouth is full of sourness. ”

Situ Yu went up with one kick, and this sloppy old man could rub ten catties of mud on his body, and he was also picturesque.

"The young man is too angry, and the old man is just telling the truth. ”

Wen Ling was caught off guard and stumbled by Situ Yu, dodged from afar, and rubbed his buttocks.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ruhua woke up completely.

Flowers have a re-blooming day, and no one is young anymore, after all, it is gone and never looked back.

"The deeds of the old man back then are no less than the younger generation now!"

Wen Ling still didn't give up, and seemed to miss the deeds of the year, so he continued to ask cheekily.

Bai Ruhua shook his head and said decisively: "I haven't heard of it, I don't know." ”

"Get out of the way, you have lost a tooth, and you're still staring at other girls. ”

Wen Ling also wanted to ask, but Situ Yu was about to fight, but the sloppy old man ran to the side in fright.

Seeing this scene, Xu Feng didn't feel sad that the hero ended, but then he thought of a question of ignorance, and said, "How old is the proprietress of the Red Mansion today." ”

Situ Yu also came up when he heard this, his face full of curiosity.

Wen Ling said: "Su Niang's little old man is two years old. ”

"Old witch!"

Xu Feng, Situ Yu had this idea in his heart almost at the same time.

I saw the proprietress only thirty times that day, but I didn't want to be a half-buried person.

Bai Ruhua was curious, "What are you talking about?"

At this moment, the direction of the abyss was like purgatory, and there was a beast-like roar, mixed with the screams of people.

"The abyss is fighting. ”

Xu Feng's heart trembled, because at this moment, the agitation of the black liquid had changed, like a puddle of mud, slapping on the ground, splashing in all directions. He hurriedly withdrew the black liquid. The black liquid returned to his body and immediately fell silent.

Several people looked at each other and sneaked in the direction of the abyss.

At this moment, the abyss was soaked in blood, and the wooden gate was completely open.

There was a black mist in the abyss, and a person could be seen sitting in the mist, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The elderly, women and children, and even the bosses of all forces, danced in the yellow sand, their expressions full of yearning.

It seems that the abyss is their destination, the path to heaven.

The primitive inhabitants of the Boundless Sea all fell into madness, scrambling to enter the abyss like moths to a fire, but once these people came into contact with the black mist, they instantly turned into a pool of blood.

Chen Meng of the three major forces of Sin City wanted to catch one of his subordinates, but his subordinates, who were usually submissive, were unusual, pushed him away at once, and threw himself towards Tianyuan with a big laugh.

"The door to the outside world, this path to freedom. ”

Someone shouted wildly, crashed into the abyss excitedly, his body turned into a blood mist, and he was still laughing excitedly when he was dying.

There are only a few powerful bosses who are still awake, but they can't control the scene in front of them.

"The real sacrifice has just begun?"

Wen Ling muttered to himself, looking terrified. He is a monk of Ziyu Mountain, and he has studied Tianyuan for many years, and he seems to have found something wrong.

Situ Yu said: "You old man don't pretend to be ghosts. ”

"Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. ”

Chu Xiong made a decision at this time and pulled Chen Meng to leave.

"Haha, haha. ”

Suddenly, there were two creepy shouts and laughter in the abyss, and the fog became thicker and thicker, and before Chen Meng, Chu Xiong and the others had time to leave, they found that black mist had risen all around.

Then a figure slowly appeared in the mist. This figure has no facial features, only a vague torso, like a projection of someone.

"Who!"

Chen snorted violently. The black shadow was silent, and it seemed real and illusory in the black fog.

"Die!"

Chen Meng threw out a punch, a punch that could explode the wild beast, and it directly passed through the black shadow. Then something even stranger happened, the primitive inhabitants of the Innocent Sea stopped cheering, and pounced on him like marionettes, biting like evil spirits.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Meng punched one person away, but there were too many people who followed him. Many of these people are the bosses of the forces of Sin City, and they are powerful.

"Ahh

After a burst of wails, the tall strong man was only a bone that was gnawed.

The black shadow had no facial features, but he seemed to stare at it all, and he let out a low, shrill laugh that was creepy. But one by one, the crazy primitive inhabitants knelt on the ground, their hands raised in the air, their expressions serious, their mouths cheering and not understanding the words.

"Kill it!"

Chu Xiong shouted, leading the few people who were awake to rush out.

However, the black shadow that was motionless suddenly made a move, and his figure was like a ghost, and he directly collided with a person, and then the person's body burned with black flames, and in an instant it turned into ashes.

"Nether Fire!"

Wen Ling was shocked, his eyes were as wide as a cow, and he couldn't believe it.

"The legendary Netherworld Ghost Fire, the most bizarre and weird Dao Heavenly Fire. ”

Bai Ruhua was also surprised, she had also heard the legend of the Netherworld Ghost Fire.

The avenue is three thousand, and the enlightenment of the Dao realm is not the same, even if it is the same as the fire, like the phoenix heavenly fire of the killer girl, and the red lotus karmic fire of the great wisdom Zen master. Each type of heavenly fire has its own unique and magical place, and the most bizarre of them is the Netherworld Ghost Fire, which only exists in ancient books, and is rumored to come from the flames of hell.

It is said that there was once a monk of Mount Meru, who comprehended the ghost fire of the netherworld when he achieved the Dao realm, but a monk who was quite a monk of the Tao was burned to ashes by the ghost fire in an instant, and he didn't even leave a relic.

The black shadow fluttered like the wind, and the black mist groaned in pain, and one flame after another began to burn.

With the existence of these savage beasts that can tear apart and crisscross the sea of innocence, they turn into flying ashes, and the black shadows and mist also disappear.

Those who danced with their hands and feet no longer hit the abyss, like devout believers, kneeling on the ground, constantly kowtowing and worshipping, their faces were quiet and peaceful.

"Don't you have a way to go back early?"

Wen Ling asked anxiously, this sloppy old man had never been so formal.

Xu Feng said truthfully: "No, the world will come in a month." ”

Bai Ruhua also shook his head and said, "I have never heard of any other way to leave the Wufu Sea. ”

"The original inhabitants of the sea are worshipping. Tianyuan is condensing the power of faith, and there must be a terrifying existence imprisoned in it, and that black shadow is his true projection, wanting to use the power of faith to break the seal of Tianyuan. ”

Wen Ling hurriedly stomped his feet, rubbed his hands and shook them, even if the monsters in the heavenly abyss couldn't come out after a month, and these people left, he had to continue to stay in the Wufu Sea.

At the same time, beside an abyss three thousand miles away from Sinking Water City, Zhao Tianyuan stood solemnly with a spear in his hand.

There is no turning back this time, but the young man is not dead, his ideals are very likely to be shattered, he is hesitating, he is not a few years older, but what he has on his shoulders is the burden of his family and country.

"The minister is gone. ”

Zhao Tianyuan shook deeply towards the pickaxe capital, and then jumped into the abyss.