There is life and death, prosperity and decline, and the cycle of life and death is endless.

There are broken and destroyed, gathered and scattered, broken and extinguished repeatedly.

"Hehe~~!"

Laughter, brothers, you heard it right, this is exactly laughter, but Qi doesn't know if the brothers are wrong, this laughter did not come from Han Xian's mouth, it was from the mouth of Shao Hao, who was being chased and killed by 'Kurong', and now it laughed, and the corners of its eyes did not twitch at the corner of its laughing eyes.

It smiled and forgot about the pain.

It smiled as if it was laughing at Han Xian's ridiculousness, and its red lips and white teeth were even more like laughing at the innocence and ridiculousness of 'Kurong'.

"You're trying to kill me?"

The mocking look made a mocking sound.

Shao Hao took a break, just as he spoke, the ridicule was the same as the sarcastic look, the contempt was the same contempt, its eyes fell on its own body, and it whispered in its mouth: "Hmph, Han Xian, I've played enough, you're just like that, the game between us should be over, it's time to send you where you should go." ”

Talking.

The demon's hand has not stopped, the long sword of water danced, provoked, and suddenly the two sword lights jumped out one after another, and Shao Hao's face changed, and he was cold and cold, and roared in a deep voice: "Hao Hao, Chi Chi~~!"

Listen.

What the hell is this?

Han Xian listened, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, he had long been used to hearing big words, and many times the people who talked big to him had become ghosts under the knife, and now the demon?

"Whew~!"

Breathe slowly, there is no doubt that it has the capital to say big things.

Heavy color, solemn face, whispered in his mouth: "Try to speak, who is strong and who is weak, see the real chapter under your hands." ”

The conversation just stopped.

What the eye should see becomes so scary.

The 'Chichi Sword Technique and Hao Hao Sword Technique' cut out by Shao Hao's long sword are intersected and separated, intertwined in the air into a spiral, and it is not beautiful.

It is as beautiful as the flower of life.

It is like the saddest flower of life withering.

They certainly don't appear to be beautiful.

The direction in which they are intertwined is naturally straight to the withering slash that rises higher and higher.

Two splits, two extremes intertwined.

Kurong is the interweaving of life and death, so what kind of attributes is Shaohao's Chichi and Haohao?

Everything in the world is inescapable of life and death, it is a person, a living existence who wants to control life and death, they look up to the sky and shout unyielding to control their own life, they bow down and look down in order to control the death of others.

Kurong is Han Xian's power to control life and death.

And now.

Hao Hao and Chi Chi are the forces of heaven and hell controlled by Shao Hao.

Let's ask who is stronger and weaker between Han Xian and Shaohao, and who is stronger and who is weak between Kurong and Chi and Hao, the answer is not far away, soon they will touch together, and soon they will go crazy.

Touch, everything is presented.

"Uh~!"

A look of surprise, a look of surprise.

"Hey~!"

Smug eyes, smug smile.

Who is surprised?

Who will be proud?

In front of him, Han Xian's palm knuckles holding the demon knife were pale, and even his face was a little trembling, with this whiteness and trembling, surprise must be Han Xian's color.

To stare is to watch.

What do I see?

I can't believe it when I see it.

If you don't know and can't understand the meaning, you will soon be able to understand, because the 'what is called' is staged in front of you, it happens right in front of you, and the withering glory is reversed, and the withering glory is diluted, which makes you not stunned.

Withered glory.

It's still the color of withered glory.

But now, the light of life and death is no longer the withered glory that I have high hopes for, it has its own form, and it has been changed by Shaohao from the root.

Went.

The vast water, it is swirling with the glory of Rong Sheng, and after a moment of meeting, I know that Rong's life has not reached the extreme, and there is a supreme heaven above heaven, which is directly covered horizontally, and is directly reversed and crushed and rebelled.

Pools.

The pool has no color, it spits cold, scatters the cold and directly hits the light of dry glory and death, killing and contacting each other before it is straight, the eighteenth layer of hell is not the ultimate end, there seems to be hidden under the eighteenth layer, layer by layer of ghosts crying wolf howl, layer by layer of madness.

And after this layer of crushing, his own glory and death also surrendered to the enemy and changed his knots.

"Whew~!"

Devour everything.

"Whew~!"

Squeeze everything.

Seek the source, kill its origin, destroy its source, so soon, the White Emperor Shaohao's Chi Chi died, and Tong Hao Haosheng was carried down more and more, chasing and killing himself.

Inverter flip.

How can I not be shocked when I see it.

It's all so abrupt, it's all unbelievable, Kurong, the Kurong that I am proud of has indeed been turned into its Kurong by Shaohao.

You know, this withering glory is not only a means of the Tao, but also a hidden star technique.

But what?

Not a single wave rolled up, it rushed towards itself.

Looking up to the sky and shouting at his own life, looking down at the life and death of others, he never thought that at this moment, fate is singing, and the experience of others is singing in himself.

"Hmph~!"

How can you calmly accept this.

Naturally, we have to struggle with this.

The blood ** danced wildly, and a pair of pupils instantly completed the transformation of light and red and hot and red, staring at the dead light of the pond with a gloomy look on his face, and suddenly the demon knife was raised, and he immediately roared in his mouth: "You still want to write about my death, see that I don't destroy you." ”

"Hiss~!"

The demon knife condensed blood and was cold, soaring upward, intending to kill the light of death.

And before the chopping knife moved, he had time to see if the demon knife was broken and died, and the color on his face hurriedly changed, and he was innocent and clean.

Bodhi tree.

Spiegel.

The Buddha has nothing, and I have not provoked anything.

I am a master of Buddhism.

Han Xian suddenly became a Taoist monk, with a pair of eyes, one writing cleanly, the other painting thoroughly, his eyes fell on the 'Haohao Sword Technique', and he didn't see joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, as if he had seen through life and death.

"Whew~!"

In the end, it is better to live, and in the end, it is better to live.

The left hand grabbed the Buddha's palm and raised, pushed and panned, and pushed it majestically towards the 'Hao Hao Sword Technique'.

"Whew~!"

Unseen.

Han Xiantong hadn't had time to see if the Demon Sword Slash had killed the 'Chi Chi Death Light Sword Technique', and this time he hadn't had time to see if the Buddha Palm could be exceeded. ’

Listening to the wind swaying, the eyelids are dull.

Listen to the wind swaying, and the skin is sagging.

Listening to the wind swaying, everything in the world seems to be darkened.

What is the sign?

It seems to be a dying old man, a grave about to be graved, is this the end of life, the appearance of death?

"Whew~!"

The old ears are listening to the sound of the wind, but this time they don't hear it clearly, they don't listen enthusiastically, they are all in the ears of the cheerful whispers, but they sound like low and reluctant weeping.

What exactly is this color and what does it mean?

Brothers and sisters, have you ever heard of the return to the light?

It seems that now, Han Xian is feeling this, listening to the breeze swaying, sultry, dizzy, so comfortable, so quiet, kind as stopping water, this is the old man.

It's as quiet as that.

In the reluctance of the hot wind, the people were quiet.

In the farewell of the wind and the low weeping, the breathing of the person stopped.

At the end of old age is eternal life that is dead, and eternal life that does not come without death.

'Huh~~?'

Do you think I'm going to die, do you think I'm going to end up like this, White Emperor Shaohao, do you think you're going to win, do you think you've succeeded in killing me and winning this war?

Amusing.

Lamentable.

You bastard.

"Huh~!"

The wind swayed slightly, or it belonged to the slight swaying of the wind, and in the process of sending Han Xian away and going to hell in this slight swaying of the wind, the teeth of the face of the dead man moved.

"Whew~!"

Feel the wind, listen to the wind, goodbye to the wind.

"Whew~!"

The sound of flowing, the sound of breathing, I'm back again, it's the sound of being alive.

The mouth was a dull gaze, and it immediately swept in all directions like two searchlights, and under the resurrection of these eyes, all the vitality instantly regained control of his body.

Hard?

What kind of heavy work is this, I was alive in the first place, but I just broke Shao Hao's trapped means.

"Whew~!"

The heavens swept their eyes around, but.... But.... But......?

It's really scary to see, what the eyes see is not the darkness of the night, among which there is no Shaohao's white, all of them are their own shadows.

Drip-yo-yo.

Sparkling.

The shadow shines on the figure.

The clear shadows in front of me are drops of water, they are thousands of drops suspended around their bodies, and they are too thorough, too clean.

Shine on people.

His own shadow was captured by them, and his body seemed to have no secrets under their illumination, as if the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all clean in the clear surface of the water droplets.

"Hmph~!"

In this regard, of course, there is no good temper.

Of course, there will be no good colors for this.

He snorted coldly in his mouth and whispered: "You are really ridiculous, you dare to take out such a small carving skill to be embarrassing, I have seen seven thousand and eighty thousand such methods, I don't think this is your own means, right?"

Speak.

Gasp.

There was no one paying attention to the silence all around, until it was the drops of water that presented all the expressions of Han Xian's ridicule in a convex form in an absolutely funny and scary way.

Water bends.

Man is also bent in it.

"Rifeng~!"

The person roared, the thousand shadows roared, and in an instant, the same drop was the same color, and the double fish on Han Xian's body jumped to make a two-color beat.

"Whew~!"

Grappling.

Grasping directly, the sun front surrounds everything, controls everything, no matter how many water drops and shadows it has, and instantly becomes a small spinning top that is running endlessly and busy in the sunfront taiji diagram.

The sun is moving.

The water droplets also move.

I didn't let you run with you, but I wanted to crush you and wear you out.

"Whew~!"

The sun front was stunned suddenly, and the huge centrifugal force brought by the rotation was a lot of torture to the water droplets in it, and the faces in it were all painful.

They seem to hate.

It's the shadow with the same face as himself who resents his ruthlessness with his distorted facial features, and he is so ruthless to himself.

It's true to be cruel to yourself.

"Poof~!"

Rifeng, stopping is not to see the resentment in it, what is sought is the power of strangulation with one positive and one negative, Rifeng moves, Pisces and Shuangyan reverse.

Strangulation.

"Poof, poof, poof~~~"

The sound of cracking was endless, and the sound of cracking was endless, no matter whether the faces in it were handsome or beautiful, and after the blink of an eye, Han Xian among them died.

"Whew~!"

The sun is scattered.

Everything goes back to basics.

Root?

"Hehe~~!"

"You're having fun, it must be fun, I'm enjoying it, or you're here once, I seem to be seeing it again, you got it right, it's not my means, but it's my magic weapon." ”

One by one.

Drop by drop.

Head, face, head.