At this moment, Ye Qingrao was no longer facing an ordinary black-clothed sect, but a totem beast that had obtained part of the power of the primeval demon god. When the Shocking Sword submerged the starlight into the blood basin of the frost troll, the endless frost and snow immediately engulfed the starlight in an instant.

Ye Qingrao was shocked, and hurriedly dodged but was in time, and was knocked away by the troll's claw. Her sleeves were torn apart by the sharp frost blades, and before Ye Qingrao could come back to her senses, the frost troll waved its huge ice wings to set off bursts of biting frost winds, each gust of wind mixed with sharp frost blades, cutting every inch of Ye Qingrao's skin between the blades and blades. The starlight flickered in the snow, her blood stained her brocade robe, and her eyes gradually turned dark blue.

The frost troll jumped up and slapped Ye Qingrao in the snow, Ye Qingrao felt the long-lost sense of oppression, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, screamed, pierced the troll's palm, and then opened her white wings to escape from the troll's palm, the frost troll didn't seem to feel the pain, and then waved its huge wings to chase Ye Qingrao, it opened its bloody mouth, as if to engulf Ye Qingrao, at the critical moment, Ye Qingrao raised the sword above his head and shouted "Chiyan Zhenwu!".

I saw several rays of heavenly light descend from the sky, piercing this closed world, and the troll's frost wings were also pierced by the falling heavenly light, and began to sway and fall.

In a snap of her fingers, Ye Qingrao's crane hair turned golden under the bath of the skylight, and the starlight wandering on the edge of the sword turned into the hardest armor to wrap her, the red flame burned on the armor, and the light dissipated when the sky dissipated, Ye Qingrao wore a winged eagle helmet, waving white wings, wearing black and cyan heavy armor, holding the hilt of the sword, standing proudly in this overwhelming frost and snow. His dark blue eyes pierced through the frost and snow, and he defied everything in front of him like a god.

At this moment, she is no longer the Ye Qingrao just now! but the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Chiyan Samurai and the King of True Martial Arts, who is in the realm of the fourteenth order of the world's martial arts, the peak of the "selfless" realm, and the king of true martial arts, Mulle Kali!

At this time, the troll repaired its mutilated body under the incantation chanting of the three major sects of the Black Sky Sect, and it let out a roar like heaven and earth at Ye Qingrao, who was volleying in the sky, Ye Qingrao smiled coldly and turned the hilt of the Shocking Sword.

The sharp Thrilling Sword turned into an extremely fast-rotating colorful round blade in Ye Qingrao's palm, and then Ye Qingrao used all her strength to throw the round blade turned into the Thrilling Sword towards the roaring troll, and the frost troll didn't seem to care about it, so he had no intention of dodging. When the sword was released, Ye Qingrao also waved her white wings and swooped towards the troll, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she had flapped her wings and soared between heaven and earth like now.

In her eyes, the originally small frost troll was getting bigger and bigger as she approached, and the roaring troll waved its frost giant wings to set off a frost wind again, this time Ye Qingrao, who had armor and protection, was fearless. The swift spinning sword shattered all the razor-sharp frost blades in her path, and she stole through the ice slag wandering in the cold wind to face the fabled blood-drinking frost troll.

In the howling wind and snow, the heavily armored Chiyan warrior slammed into the troll's claws, not falling behind, and the tiny figure broke the troll's claws with his bare hands after resisting several fatal blows. In the midst of the battle, the extremely fast spinning sword sliced through the frost troll's body evenly slicing through pieces of real flesh and spun rapidly, leaving a whistling sound.

The huge ice wings fell slowly, Ye Qingrao took the opportunity to step on the falling ice wings and jumped up and grabbed the Shocking Sword, and galloped all the way to the top of the troll's back along the troll's back. The originally arrogant troll's action gradually became sluggish, and Ye Qingrao shouted: "Aurora Slash!"

The troll's claws collided with the Thrilling Sword at this moment, and then the starlight pierced through the claws in Ye Qingrao's roar, turning them into ashes and dissipating with the wind and snow. In an instant, Ye Qingrao jumped up, jumped on top of the troll's head, and stabbed nineteen swords at its forehead very cleanly.

The sharp blade directly pierced the frost troll's hardest frontal bone, pouring starlight into the most vulnerable part of the troll's bone armor, and the wail resounded through the heavens and the earth, before the sound settled, Ye Qingrao jumped in the air in front of the troll's eyes, sealing the throat of one of the swords.

When the streamer returned to the sheath, cracks appeared all over the frost troll's body, and with Ye Qingrao's perfect turn to the ground, the roaring troll's body was in a different place, like a landslide, and fell behind the commander of the Ninth Legion of the Chiyan Warrior.

The frost and snow in her eyes dissipated the moment the troll fell. The four major formations that maintained the "Bliss Soul Sealing" array collapsed due to the loss of one of them, and the illusion subsided.

Everything returned to the scene when Ye Qingrao first stepped into this broken temple. Above the canopy, half of the sky was still dark and half of the sky was still dawning, but the Black Sky Sect members who had surrounded her before had been seriously injured at this time.

The place where the troll fell was the dust turned into by the Black Heaven Pope who had sacrificed himself, and Ye Qingrao stepped on this dust and approached Luo Ziling in front of the bonfire again. And the three Black Heaven Sect Priests who stood in front of Luo Ziling spread their blood-colored wings, clenching the dagger in their hands and not giving an inch.

Seeing this, Ye Qingrao pulled out the Shocking Sword, her steps became faster and faster, and the three sect priests immediately released a spiritual gossamer like a spider web in an attempt to stop Ye Qingrao's steps. In the flicker of the streamer, white blood fell from the blood-red wings.

With a single sword, she choked the throats of the three priests in front of her. The three sect priests who no longer had much spiritual power were killed under Ye Qingrao's shocking sword, and their corpses slowly condensed into a solid wax figure. The sonorous footsteps crushed it in one fell swoop, Ye Qingrao's afterglow swept by, and the remaining black-clothed disciples did not dare to step forward with fear on their faces.

In her eyes, no matter how much time passes, a mouse will always be a mouse. At this time, Luo Ziling, who had regained her life, took her bewitching steps and applauded Ye Qingrao in front of her, she hadn't seen a Chiyan warrior wearing this armor for many years.

The red flames burning on the armor evoked Luo Ziling's memories of the past, and when the scarlet eyes touched the dark blue gaze, the blade of the Shocking Sword pointed at Luo Ziling, who was smiling evilly.

Luo Ziling was not flustered about this, she circled around Ye Qingrao with a sneer, and applauded while pacing: "I originally thought that you were just an ordinary Chiyan warrior, but I didn't expect that what was in front of me was actually the commander of a Chiyan warrior, I really couldn't imagine it." ”

"Are these your last words?" Ye Qingrao asked rhetorically.

"Aren't you curious why we want to take your apprentice?" Luo Ziling suddenly raised her voice and stopped to look at Ye Qingrao.

"When I kill you, I'll check these slowly!" As he spoke, the Shocking Sword turned into a streamer of light and attacked Luo Ziling. As the patriarch of the Black Sky Sect, it was impossible for her to dodge this sword. According to the comparison of strength, the only one who can be equal to the leader of the Chiyan Samurai Legion is the Pope of the Black Sky Sect.

Legend has it that the leader of the Black Sky Cult,

is the closest woman to God.

In the Black Sky Sect, the highest level is the sect leader, and below the sect leader are the twelve black-clothed popes, each pope corresponds to a patriarch, and the patriarch rules over eight sect leaders, under the sect are the disciples, and then the lower level is the believers. However, in the Black Heaven Sect, only the disciples and above are the fallen feathers who followed "Shuo" to the world back then. Whether or not they are proficient in the control of spiritual power, as well as the proficiency of all the magic arts, determines their level in the Black Heaven Sect.

The owner of the Black Sky Cult has a very strict hierarchy system, and only owes allegiance to the Elders' Council of the Black Sky Sect Master, on an equal footing with the Twelve Popes. The Elders of the Black Sky Sect are formed and serve as important members of the Terran believers, most of whom enjoy very high social and political status in the Heavenly Realm, and because of this, even after the past thousand years, the Black Sky Sect can still be revived.

The lower-level samurai of the Chiyan Samurai Society are all at the level of the peak of the tenth order, the middle-level samurai are all at the eleventh-order "peak" realm, and the high-level samurai are usually at the twelfth-order "creation", and only a few high-level samurai break through the "confinement" through self-tempering and reach the thirteenth-order "celestial" realm. And the nine legion leaders of the Chiyan Samurai Association are at the peak of the fourteenth-order "selflessness" that the world's martial artists dream of.

Compared with the Chiyan Warrior Society, the disciples of the Black Heaven Sect are only at the early level of the ninth order, the eleventh order of the sect "ascending the peak" corresponds to the Chiyan intermediate warrior, the twelfth order of the imam "creation" corresponds to the Chiyan high-level warriors, and some of the sect leaders have reached the legendary thirteenth-order "celestial" realm through the "gift" of the Black Heaven Sect master.

The twelve Sects of the Black Heaven Sect and the nine legion leaders of the Red Yan Warriors are of equal strength, and they are both at the peak of the fourteenth-order "selflessness". After entering the realm of Xinwu, the Chiyan warriors paid more attention to strength and moves, while after entering the realm of Xinwu, the Black Sky Sect was more inclined to the control of spiritual power and abnormal arts.

For the Chiyan warriors, one of the more fatal points is that if they fight in a place where there is no glimmer of light, they will become ordinary people without any combat power.

Light is the source of their strength and faith.

On the contrary, except for the Black Sky Sect's patriarch and above, the rest of the sect leaders and disciples were nothing more than a group of weak women in the daylight, and this Achilles' heel also unexpectedly created some convenience for them to conceal their identities.

The night is the source of their terrifying strength.

That's why they are so eager to awaken "Shuo", as long as "Shuo" is fully awakened, the endless dark night will come again! And their Black Heaven Sect will have this world again!

In the face of Ye Qingrao's sword, Luo Ziling was basically difficult to dodge, and in fact, she didn't plan to dodge. At this time, she had just received the power of faith given to her by Shuo, and she wanted to take the opportunity to try how powerful this power was!

The streamer sank into Luo Ziling's pale palm in an instant. The wind and dust raised by the sword raised Luo Ziling's sleeves, she showed an evil smile, and forcibly caught Ye Qingrao's sword of ten thousand thunderous momentum in front of everyone's eyes.

With the level of the twelfth order "creation" realm, forcibly taking over the sword of the fourteenth-order "selfless" peak, is this the power given by "Shuo"? Ye Qingrao looked at Luo Ziling in front of her in shock, revealing an expression of disbelief: "Impossible, this is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible in this world. Luo Ziling took Ye Qingrao's sword with only two fingers, and she sneered, "All this is thanks to your apprentice." ”

"What are you talking about?" Ye Qingrao glared angrily.

"No, I should thank you!" Luo Ziling sneered, "Do you still remember the famous Chiyan Rebellion twenty-one years ago? ”

"Don't think that if you catch this sword, I won't be able to kill you!" Ye Qingrao turned the hilt of the sword, and the sword was overflowing with brilliant glow in the dawn of dawn. "No matter how long it has been, you will always be a bunch of rats who can't see the light!"

"Forget, standing in front of me is the noble commander of the Ninth Legion of the Chiyan Samurai. Luo Ziling brushed the long hair on her waist, and her eyes wandered away from the red flame lines on the armor on Ye Qingrao's chest at this time, "After many years, it seems to have returned to the scene when I was at war with you, but it is really terrifying and extremely nostalgic." ”

Between the words, Luo Ziling's slender fingers gently brushed her reborn flesh and blood wings, and Ye Qingrao glanced at Meng Jian behind her. At this time, Meng Jian was watching with an evil smile. Ye Qingrao clenched the hilt of her sword and approached Luo Ziling again, and when her blood-colored wings waved, several sharp feather blades fell in front of Ye Qingrao.

"The Chiyan Rebellion twenty-one years ago, but the most proud masterpiece of our Black Heaven Sect, the Chiyan warrior who was the Imperial Forbidden Army turned into a street rat that everyone shouts and beats now because of his teasing. How does it feel to be worshipped by the world in the past to being forced to be incognito now?" Luo Ziling pulled off a blood feather and licked the sharp feather blade with her tongue, her expression gradually became solemn, "How similar this situation is to this scene, this is really a familiar taste." ”

I saw a flash of cold light, and the shock turned into a flowing shadow and slashed towards Luo Ziling, who seemed to be defenseless. Countless sharp feather blades fought back towards Ye Qingrao like a goddess scattering flowers, Ye Qingrao turned the hilt of the sword, and forcibly slashed at Luo Ziling against the trend.

Brilliant sparks burst out again and again when the blade and the blood feather touched, the feather blade scraped through the sonorous armor and left scratches visible to the naked eye, the white wings and red wings were entangled in this square inch, and none of the black-clothed cultists around dared to intervene! With Luo Ziling's long roar, the falling blood feathers gathered in her hands into a long whip connected by spiritual gossamers!

In the middle of the cold mang, Luo Ziling grabbed Ye Qingrao's subtle flaws and restrained her with a blood feather whip. Then, the black-clothed cultists who had been watching for a long time began to chant incantations, reinforcing Luo Ziling's spiritual power to control the Blood Feather Long Whip, Ye Qingrao let out a loud shout, took off the armor turned into starlight, and triggered a huge fluctuating impact in an instant, and the Blood Feather Long Whip in Luo Ziling's hand was also broken at this time.

Then, at this critical moment, Ye Qingrao clenched the Shocking Sword and stabbed Luo Ziling's heart in an instant. The starlight struck the blood feather, and the white blood slowly dripped down the edge of the Shocking Sword, and Luo Ziling showed a rampant smile. Almost, the Thrilling Sword could pierce Luo Ziling's body, but she couldn't stab this sword. It's not that Ye Qingrao's strength is not enough, but that there are a pair of invisible hands that secretly prevent Ye Qingrao from killing Luo Ziling.

Ye Qingrao suddenly looked back, Meng Jian was showing a weird smile towards her, she pulled out the Shocking Sword from between Luo Ziling's wings, kicked her away, and pointed the sword at Meng Jian at this time.

"You are not Meng Jian. There was endless killing intent wandering in her dark blue eyes, and she was waiting for Meng Jian to answer her.

"Then who will I be?" said Meng Jian with a smile.

"I only need a sword to make your head different!" Ye Qingrao pressed the sword against Meng Jian's throat.

"If you really bear it, I will be in a different place. Meng Jian smiled.

Ye Qingrao said angrily: "Who the hell are you!"

"Giggles. Meng Jian didn't answer her, he slowly grabbed the Shocking Sword with his index and middle fingers, and blew lightly, and then the Shocking Sword turned into a stream of firefly light at a speed visible to the naked eye and slowly dissipated with this breath.

Ye Qingrao was shocked, the Shocking Sword, which had always been indestructible, was dissipated by the man in front of him with a snap of his fingers, and it was effortless! At this time, the black-clothed disciples around him who were burdened with heavy responsibilities had slowly surrounded Ye Qingrao.

"I am the Endless Night, the Origin of Chaos. The blood-colored pupils in Meng Jian's black eyes arrogantly provoked Ye Qingrao, "Do you remember what your original mission was as a Red Yan warrior?"

After Ye Qingrao pondered for a moment, her eyes showed a look of panic, she looked at Meng Jian in front of her incredulously, and muttered, "It's you ?!? impossible, this is impossible!"

In the distance, Luo Ziling, who got up with the support of the black-clothed disciples, responded: "True Martial Monarch, friend of the Black Heaven Sect!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ye Qingrao roared.

"Twenty-one years ago, there are too many endless stories to tell in the Chiyan Rebellion!" Luo Ziling reminded, "That child who was crying in swaddling clothes is in front of you at this moment!"

"Your mother is a Chiyan warrior!" The dark blue gaze began to collapse a little, and she still couldn't believe the scene in front of her, she almost roared and shouted to Meng Jian at this time, "Your mother is a Chiyan warrior!!"

"It's not just you, even we didn't think of it. Luo Ziling slowly came to Meng Jian's side and protected him behind him, "An ordinary low-level Chiyan warrior can actually become my master's biological mother. ”

In the gradually fading pale blue gaze, the past dragged Ye Qingrao back to the beginning of the "Chiyan Rebellion" twenty-one years ago. That night, the sky was in a vision, there were no stars and no moon, and the legendary Twelve Sects of the Black Heaven Sect descended on the imperial capital of the Ji Dynasty in the territory of the Xia Kingdom at that time, killed Yun Jin, the commander of the Son of Heaven (the eldest brother of Yun Chen, the former lord of the Shu Kingdom), and a low-level Chiyan warrior, and tried to take Yun Jin and the child of the lower-level Chiyan warrior.

At that time, Ye Qingrao thought that this unexplained "Chiyan Rebellion" was a plan planned by the Black Heaven Sect to kill two birds with one stone in order to retaliate against the Yun clan in the past to help the Mu clan overthrow the Ember Dynasty and the old enemy Chiyan Warriors, but she never thought that the entire Chiyan Rebellion was just to allow the Black Heaven Sect to smoothly take away the "Shuo" born in the arms of the Chiyan Warriors, and a well-designed bureau, what she didn't expect was that the son of the deceased was...

"I might as well tell you today, not only the Chiyan Rebellion back then, but also the rebellion of the Ten Marquis of Beilu before the Chiyan Rebellion occurred!" Luo Ziling said proudly, "Your lord Xi" was already killed by us in that rebellion! Yun Han, the sister of Yun Chen, the former lord of the Shu Kingdom, was Xi's biological mother! At first, we didn't expect that the God of Day and Night would be reborn in the Yun clan at the same time in this life! But this doesn't matter for a long time, the three Yun brothers and sisters back then have all died at the hands of my Black Heaven Sect! Whether it's Yun Jin, or Yun Chen, or Yun Han! everything is fate!"

"Chaos is order, and chaos creates order!"

Ye Qingrao still couldn't believe what was happening in front of her, she tried to condense the starlight to reforge the Shocking Sword, but Meng Jian in front of her seemed to see through her thoughts. With Meng Jian's strange smile, Autumn Leaves City was shrouded in darkness again, and the original half of the dawn sky was replaced by darkness at this time, it was a starless and moonless night, only endless darkness.

Thanks to the "Ten Directions Realm" opened by Ye Qingrao, at this moment, the wounds on Meng Jian's body have slowly healed. With the support of the black-clothed cultists around him, Meng Jian slowly got up. In Meng Jian's opinion, or in the eyes of "Shuo", Ye Qingrao at this time no longer has any threat, she can no longer turn into a stunning sword in the condensing starlight, and there is no way to put on the armor of the Chiyan warrior again.

The power of the Black Heaven Cult comes from the night, while the power of the Red Yan Samurai comes from the light. The darkest night quietly came to visit in the strange laughter of "Shuo", such a night has no stars or moonlight, only darkness, the darkness that cannot be seen in the five fingers!

"Do you want to fight again? Mullerkali, you've already lost. He looked at Ye Qingrao coldly, and showed off as a victor: "Now, tell me where the Yixin Sword is hidden by you." Otherwise, the people of this city will bury you!"