Because of the sound of breath, the ancient sound died out early, and there was no tone left in the vocal cords that rotted in the tomb of an unknown number of meters underground.

If you can't ask for it, it's crazy.

The wind tore apart Zhuge Xin's clothes, and even his scattered white hair gradually drifted away inch by inch in the wind.

Shredded clothes and severed hair floated onto the black snake's body, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye.

He only had one breath left, and the wind could repel the black snake by attacking him unprepared, and Zhao Lao had created a gap when he saved Zhao Chongtian with purple electric green steel, so he should cherish this breath even more.

What can you do with the time of a breath?

Is it to recite two lines of poetry?

Or do you flashback to your life with ups and downs?

What happened to you?

Pull it down, only those who can do such an earth-shattering act will not do that kind of boring thing, Zhuge Xin has long made up his mind: when he steps into the netherworld, he will never regret wasting his time and doing nothing, he will only be proud and proud.

He does have the capital to be proud.

To be able to capture and suppress several bigwigs standing at the apex in the cultivation realm one by one, even if it can only last for a while, he believes that his name will definitely be engraved into history. And this point is not worth mentioning at all under his 'merits' of gathering the five thunders of the heavens.

Posterity will remember him, and history will remember him, no matter how they remember him.

Some are alive, but they are dead, and some are dead, but they will live forever.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he spurted out a large puddle of blood.

And pointed to the sword, Zhuge Xin drew six strokes in the air with blood.

Horizontal, apostrophe, folding, point, long hook, apostrophe!

It's a 'dead' word.

The word 'death' condensed the essence of his body, and it pierced his chest like a cannonball against the wind and landed on the banner that flashed with five-colored light.

"Thunderbolt~!"

The banner broke, and a blood-colored electric snake came out of the flag, and it grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was not inferior to the black snake that was fierce and pressed in the air.

"Hiss!"

The slightest lightning surrounded it and extended from its body, either unintentionally or intentionally, a lightning light swept over Zhuge Xin, whose body had been pierced by a hole, and silently, Zhuge Xin's body turned into flying ashes.

The backlash is like the fate of those who unleashed the evil in the legend.

The electric snake hissed at the sky, and he, who should have celebrated his birth, avoided the black snake's edge as if he had a smart mind, rolled over and plunged into the ground.

"Oh no! Stop it! Otherwise, the consequences will be terrible!"

Zhou Xinyan was the one with the least restraint on his body among the suppressed people in the field, or because he basically didn't have any cultivation at the moment, what trapped him was just some ordinary ropes infused with mana by Zhuge Xin, and at this moment, as soon as Zhuge Xin died, Zhou Xinyan was suddenly freed.

He dug out the ice ball in his mouth, and shouted as he tried to stir his numb lips, ignoring the darkness that had been suppressed.

There is no need for him to say that Lin Ming will chase after him, because the moment he saw Zhuge Xin, he had already read all the secrets in the other party's mind.

But there should still be some time left for dessert before chasing down.

The black snake split several heads and attacked the many cultivators in the field who were either trapped by copper coins, formations, and mountains, and by the way, there was also the burden formed by the Taoist robe.

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In Xiaolong Mountain, Mo Ye stands quietly on the top of the mountain.

After ordering the angels to carry out the personnel transfer work, he personally wiped the traces of the life of the people in the mountain, and then waited here for the angels to return.

No one other than the angels and himself could enter the 'Heavenly Realm', which he had verified long before he had taken Lan Xin in his hands.

Mo Xie was quite speechless about this kind of ghost setting, but at the same time, he also had some realization in his heart: this was deliberately done by the Lone Lantern Dao people, in order not to make him too comfortable and worry-free.

Grabbing the cross pendant hanging from his neck, Mo Ye's gaze lowered.

"I can use the 'Holy Spirit Sword Technique' to the twenty-second sword, but this twenty-third sword still doesn't have the slightest eyebrows, 'Soul Devouring Sword Qi'...... 'Soul Devouring Sword Qi'...... I was afraid of it at the beginning, but now I can't ask for it...... Alas!"

He remembered the Soul Devouring Sword Qi that Dugu Sword Saint had passed on to him before he died, as the highest crystallization that Dugu Sword Saint had devoted his life to pursuing, it had truly forced Lin Ming into a dead end.

It's a pity that Mo Xie lost it.

"Whew!"

Letting go of the cross pendant, a wisp of sword qi was shot into the air by Mo Ye with a flick of his fingers, and the white light and white clouds reflected each other, which was diametrically opposed to the pitch black of the Soul Devouring Sword Qi.

Mo Xie didn't know how the Dugu Sword Saint condensed that kind of sword qi, and to this day he still couldn't comprehend the realm of the Dugu Sword Saint, even if he could easily kill those cultivators who flew away from the sky and lived to thousands of cultivators without saying a word, and the old Sword Saint had braided his hair before he lived a hundred years old.

Martial arts is more mysterious and difficult to do than cultivation.

Mo Xie didn't think any further, not because he didn't have enough brains, but because a dazzling red light rose from the location of Pumice Town in the distance.

The red light swayed up, and it was two fingers thick from Mo Xie's position, and after it rose into the air, it suddenly trembled and scattered branches and leaf buds like plants, and then the branches and leaves grew rapidly, covering the entire pumice town like an umbrella cover.

"What's that?"

Mo Xie has seen a lot of bizarre scenes, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of strange scene of red light turning into a tree.

"Isn't it some kind of heavenly treasure that has appeared in the world?"

Mo Xie guessed.

At present, the Zhao family has come forward to express their willingness to cooperate with him, so at this time, there should be no cultivators who come here to do anything, and Lin Ming has no need to play this set at all, after all, they are in a completely crushing position in terms of strength.

So Mo Xie guessed that this was a vision caused by the birth of a strange treasure, although he had neither eaten pork nor seen a pig run in this kind of thing, but anyway, he was idle standing here and idle, and Pumice Town was not too far from here, so it was better to take a trip to see. If there really is a strange treasure in the world, then it is really a dozing and hitting the pillow, if there is any demon making big news there, Pumice Stone Town is also Mo Xie's hometown after all, and he is also obliged to take a trip.

"Who, you're staying here! I'll take a trip to Pumice Town!"

Casually pulled out a four-winged angel from the 'Heavenly Realm', threw it on the mountain and waited for An Qi and the others to return, and Mo Ye had already rushed out as he spoke.

"As soon as the Huolin Sword was abolished, the divine soldiers were sent, I'm afraid it wasn't freshly charged. ”

The perception was dispersed, and Mo Ye saw clearly a sword-shaped shadow at the base of the mangrove tree, and he did not doubt him in his heart.

Mo Xie didn't know: this moment was the moment when the electric snake in Bagua Mountain was born, and many places around the world such mangroves appeared at the same time, and judging from the satellite cloud map, the entire earth was dyed red.