At this moment, whether it was under the rooftop or on the mountainside, countless people turned their eyes over, and they were all shocked!

Even the Fudao Mountain Man showed a solemn expression, did not look back, gritted his teeth and said, "This is the trick you said?"

A trick you won't use?!

Hengxu Zhenren stood beside him, did not speak, but cast his calm gaze on the moon-white figure standing in this sea of bamboo.

Fill this cup.

A bottle of green bamboo.

At the moment when Xie Ding poured out the green bamboo in the cup with one hand, his sorrow was completely enveloped.

She seemed to be wrapped in a huge green cocoon, and even the moon-white figure became faint.

In the eyes of others, a large bamboo forest covered the entire rooftop, and even extended towards the surrounding void.

And in the eyes of the sorrowful, this qiē became even more terrifying.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a bamboo forest, only a bamboo sea.

The wind blows, the bamboo leaves rub against the bamboo leaves, and there is a rustling sound.

She stood on a ground covered with dried bamboo leaves, carrying the ink-mark sword that she had snatched from Xie Ding's hand, turned her eyes, and looked around.

Dreamland.

Or, formations.

There will never be a second possibility.

Seeing sorrow, she didn't think that Xie Ding at this moment had the ability to move mountains and reclaim the sea and change the space between gestures, so she was actually not in a hurry.

If you want to defeat her, you can't just trap yourself.

If this is an illusion, Xie Ding must enter the formation; if this is a formation, and it is not a killing formation, Xie Ding must also enter the formation; if this is a killing formation......

How should she?

Seeing the sorrow sank down, his eyes crossed over every green bamboo that he could see, and there was nothing else in the world of this bamboo sea except bamboo.

The wind is still blowing quietly.

Faintly, there is a bit of murder hidden in its traces.

Seeing sorrow, he slowly closed his eyes.

The ink mark sword in his hand, at this moment, suddenly the white light rose sharply, and then the ink qi was like a dragon, following the hilt of the ink mark sword, hovering towards the tip of the sword!

Between the ink dragon circling and wandering, on the sword body, the Dao seal was extinguished and brightened!

Call!

A gust of wind rises on the ground!

Seeing that the bucket plate under his feet was spinning wildly, if people outside the bamboo sea could see it, I was afraid that he would be speechless at this moment!

Xie Ding in the Jindan period, Vientiane Doupan is one zhang seven, but the foundation building period is sorrowful, but Vientiane Doupan has one zhang nine!

One by one, the Kun lines were lit up at the moment when the spiritual power was injected.

A Daozi condenses out, then extends a Kun line, condenses a Daozi again at the junction, and then continues to extend the Kun line......

One, one, one, one.

……

In the blink of an eye, a brand-new Dao Seal composed of seven Dao Seeds appeared on the sorrowful bucket plate!

Brush!

The Dao Seal shines brightly.

Seeing the long sword in his hand, he let out a roar like a long dragon absorbing water!

In the ancients, there were bamboo canes and shoes walking in the wind and rain, and now she has a sword roaring in the bamboo sea!

Dao Yin: Ink Warrior Fights Sword!

Four words naturally appeared in her heart.

This is the talent Dao seal that this sword carries when it is refined.

Faintly, I felt as if I had seen a few literati and ink writers, and when they lifted the pen and dropped the ink, they swayed endlessly and freely.

The world before her was dark.

All the light was blocked out by her.

She could hear the wind blowing through the bamboo forest, they had a sense of nothingness, as if they were fluttering and had nowhere to focus, she could hear the wind blowing through the void, whining, shaking the air, with a mournful sharpness, and she could hear it......

The sound of people, walking through the wind.

Beholder!

Tick.

A drop of crystal clear dew falls from the edge of a pointed bamboo leaf.

At this moment, I suddenly opened my eyes when I saw sorrow!

Her gaze was like substance, cast on somewhere in the void!

When the void figure rushed towards her, she did not hesitate, and the sword that had been brewing for a long time was resolutely swung!

The ink is like a rainbow, and the dragon sneaks out, breaking through the sky in an instant!

A little snow, a little ink, all reflected in that little bit of crystal dew!

Sword Shadow Shock......

……

At this moment, under the rooftop.

Zhi Linsuo, who had a childish face and a red face, stopped at the golden carving knife that he kept provoking on the six-foot codex, and looked at the stage almost sluggishly;

The braided young man with countless watermelon seeds on his face, his bright smile also turned into a big mouth, and with a "snap", the watermelon that had not been eaten fell to the ground and fell to pieces, but he was not distressed to death as usual;

The dark red-robed young man in the center of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect finally couldn't help but show a calm and calm smile: it turned out that it was not only an axe, but also a sword;

On the side of the mountain stream, Lu Xiangleng, who had just shown a little regret and compassion in his eyes, suddenly stiffened with a faint wry smile on his face. Between her dim eyebrows and eyes, there was a dazzling brilliance, with a kind of amazement!

Break out of the cocoon!

The bronze wine bottle, a cup of pouring, straight down is a sea of bamboo, like an impermeable emerald green cocoon, wrapping the sword-wielding sorrow in the green cocoon. Xie Ding, who was originally suspended in mid-air, also disappeared directly into the green cocoon at the moment when his sorrow completely disappeared.

Dead.

There was a dead silence.

Everyone didn't know what was going on inside, but at this moment, there was a snow-bright sword light, swaying!

The sound of the sword roared, piercing the entire green cocoon in an instant!

Poof!

In the void, the thick green cocoon was actually broken through a hole.

Like a thousand-mile causeway, an anthill was suddenly opened, so the ink light rushed like the water of a long river, surging, breaking through the entire hole in an instant, covering the entire roof!

It was an almost brilliant inky light!

Occupy the entire field of vision of people, bloom!

Faintly, a figure was thrown out of the monstrous ink light!

"Bang!"

The figure flew out of the green cocoon, crossed an arc, and hit the bottom of another rooftop, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spilled, and his whole person also fell to the ground along the rooftop.

The bronze wine bottle "dang" to the ground, lost control, and smashed down on his side like broken copper and iron.

Everyone looked at it and immediately gasped!

Who is Xie Ding, who is not the dashing Xie Ding before?

"Whew, Whew......"

Gasps of air.

Xie Ding lay on his back on the ground.

It's the first time I feel so comfortable lying down without an image!

After studying it for more than half a year, he never believed that that Dao Seal could really be cast!

But......

Just now, at the moment when he entered the bamboo sea and hid his body to prepare for a sneak attack, Yashan, a senior sister who was rumored to be unworthy of the name, profoundly taught him what it means to be a "man"!

Anything is possible!

Xie Ding, who was weak, rolled his eyes tiredly, and looked up, and the third rooftop in the south was reflected in his eyes.

But at this moment, Xie Ding only looked at the high platform from afar.

Seeing the figure holding the sword, he walked out of the phantom of the bamboo forest that gradually dissipated. The ink light receded, and the phantom of the bamboo forest also receded, only her blood-stained moon-white robe, shaking her eyes.

Step by step, in fact, the steps of sorrow are already very vain.

It's just that the expression on her face is so calm that people can't even notice this little detail.

Seeing sorrow, he slowly walked to the edge of the rooftop.

Through the countless crowds in the middle, she couldn't see what Xie Ding's expression was at this moment.

Raise your hand, and the ink-mark sword is in your palm.

Lowering his eyes, the terrifyingly strong Dao Seal was imprinted on the sword.

Indeed, as she said before, it is a good sword.

Pity......

But Erl.

The arrogant posture of the Yashan Arsenal sealed in the glacier suddenly appeared in his mind, and he shook his head when he saw it.

Although this sword is good, it is not my love.

With a slight wink of gaze, she raised her hand and only threw the long sword into the distance!

Brush!

The long sword slashed through the air with a black and white light, piercing deeply into the ground a foot away from Xie Ding's hand!

The moment the white light ink qi hit the ground, it lost all spiritual support and turned into a folding fan again.

At this moment, Xie Ding was stunned.

Seeing that Chou was standing high, the strong wind blew the hem of her clothes, and the smile on her face became blurred.

With his sword, he defeated his bronze decanter......

He also practiced the Dao seal on his sword?

As a result, at this moment, throwing the sword so lightly is just like throwing a tube of wolf into the painting vat......

Give it back to him?

Xie Ding was really angry and funny for a while, as early as the amazing sword that woke up the Dao Yin at the moment of seeing sorrow, he lost his temper, and at this moment he saw the folding fan back to his hand, and he couldn't help but groan: "What's wrong with this!"

You should have given it back to me, and you picked it up and it earlier!

It's a monster!

I saw sorrow, but I didn't seem to hear it at all.

A blow drains all the spiritual power in the body, and the situation is almost out of control......

It's been a long time since it's been around.

She glanced at the figure of the Fudao mountain man standing on the mountainside from afar, and also felt that her eyes were blooming.

sat down on the spot, seeing that she no longer had the strength to stand again, she only leaned her hands on her knees, her eyebrows opened, and the aura around her finally entered her dry body one by one.

With her eyes closed, she meditated directly on the rooftop.

Offstage, there was silence one by one.

The third pair of the hundredth, fiasco!

What remained on the rooftop was only the senior sister of Yashan, who was at the peak of foundation building, worried!

Just do it, it's really fucking unambiguous!

Everyone felt that their hearts were beating like thunder at this moment, and the whole person was trembling, looking at the slender figure on the rooftop.

At this moment, it is definitely the best time!

A short but ferocious battle definitely consumed most of the strength of the sorrow, and at this moment to challenge on stage, it is almost certain to win!

However......

Not a single person came to power.

The shadow of the shocking sword, the aftermath that defeated the third Xie Ding, still shrouded her figure, and in the eyes of everyone, there was even an extra layer of unspeakable mystery.

And here in Zhilinsuo, there is only gritting teeth......

"Bastard ......"

Qu Zhengfeng!

Thanks to them, they have been friends for so many years!

The Heavenly Void Body was so important, he didn't even know half a word!!

Holding the golden carving knife tightly in his fingers, Zhi Linsuo couldn't wait to take this knife directly and scratch Qu Zhengfeng's face that could still be seen!

Black-hearted things, even the face should rot!

It's a pity......

Qu Zhengfeng is not in front of him.

Zhi Linsuo grinded his teeth with hatred, his originally ruddy round face was even more red, and his finger joints were pale because of excessive force.

Looking at the line on the six-foot codex, "The hundredth, Yashan, see sorrow", Zhi Linsuo finally sighed, and directly slashed it with a knife-

Sting!

A golden light pulled, and on the six-foot codex, this line of words disappeared!