Unexpectedly fell into it, and suddenly fell into the ambush array. Baidai Kunwu hung on the top, pressed the hilt of the sword with his five fingers, and Gu Lingyan's eyes changed, and he was immediately on guard.

"Immovable City, so impatient?"

"It's never too early to kill an enemy. It's like a sentence that the Great Grandmaster often says on his lips - 'Those who are in the top position must have a black heart, and the sword must also be black', isn't it?"

"Hmm...... Who is it?"

Hearing the sarcasm, the Great Grandmaster's heart sank, and Huo Ran was shocked to realize that he had already fallen into calculation. Qilin Xing snorted indifferently, and said as a matter of course: "Do you really think that if you don't join Fudong City, we will stop a sword wind emblem and a palace empress for you?"

"You?!"

Interception is only for delay, and the evil must be exhausted. Just a little bit of obstruction of the palace without a rear movement, even if he knew that there were tear crows and others watching, how could the smoke be faster than the actions of the beast in the clouds?

"Chasing the wind emblem of bathing Yi, the aria of the law dance, the snow disappears and the clouds are buried, the hatred is born and the sword is opened, the smoke and rain are in the sky, and the grace and hatred are all there. ”

At the moment when the smoke and thunder of the ancient tomb were angry, I heard the familiar poetry rhyme. The ancient wind stacks wolves, the fire burns the plains, and the first task of rebirth is to annihilate the past enmity. The wind stopped, stopped, the killing intent gathered between the eyebrows, and the past was no longer melancholy, only the face was cold.

"Grand Master, I've kept you waiting too long. ”

"A sword...... Wind emblem. ”

Although he had to make up for restraint by improving his body with the Creation Ball, he knew that he was surrounded by strong enemies, and Gu Ling suddenly felt very troubled. A moment later, I saw a red hurricane sweeping by, and he was the most valued disciple, and he once again came with a sword to kill.

"Du Wuyan, you should be a person in the realm of desire now. Fudo City has just killed the God of War of the Frontier, so you just let him be fooled like this?"

"The immovable city is not like a misty cloud where smoke falls. If you want to take revenge, where the Kwai world is, welcome you. Why should the Great Grandmaster bother in vain?"

As if he didn't care about provoking the move, Tianhai Qilin Xing said: "Whether to take revenge or not, it depends on your consideration." ”

When the words fell, the scene suddenly filled with white mist, and the two totems reappeared, enveloping the Qilin Star and the Goshawk in an instant. But for a suspicious grand master, how could he be gullible and withdraw from the battle group, only when the other party was hiding and watching the tiger, and preventing the ghost qi master from interfering again.

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed. Not only because of the control of the Demon Buddha Bo Xun, a sword wind emblem is also deeply angry at the betrayal of the ancient tomb of the passing smoke, the ancient wind sword cut through the empty clouds, vowing to accumulate hatred for many years, all on the tip of the sword.

The eyes are cold, Kun Wu is moving between his fingers, horizontally and vertically, chic and free. The Great Grandmaster smiled coldly and said, "The four elements return to me, and the help of the Yuansheng Creation Ball, the wind and smoke are already a joke." ”

"What about me, Master?"

The hatred of the bones is a reminder of the past pain. Seeing that the great grandmaster's cultivation was improved, he was even slightly better than Du Wuyan, and the palace was full of Zhu Hong, and the sky was full of red in an instant, and the dazzling scorching stream rushed out, and the sword flower was like a blood butterfly, covering the ancient tomb and passing away.

"Good apprentice, not cold enough, not heavy enough. Such a sword is far from enough. ”

A sword wind emblem can be a great enemy, the palace has no queen, and it has not reached the peak, but it is not far from being refined several times. Knowing that the battle would be dangerous, the Grand Master was scheming, intending to provoke him to chaos in his position. Kunwu Zhu sword collided with the cold stars, and the foundation of the palace was inferior, and the horizontal sword chest slid out when he landed.

"Hmph, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to disappoint you, Master?

Hate to the end, is to turn his back on his way, and never again. Gifted, the palace has no queen to settle the internal qi, Wu Ran sinks his waist and strides, his right hand holds the hilt of the sword, unexpectedly the sword skills are even more superb, the eyes of blood and tears are full of breath, with the wind of Du Wu Liaoyuan, and the first feeling of threat is the death of the ancient tomb.

"Condensation is a god, a god is a sword, the eight extremes are vast, it is called the sword of the earth!"

The three swords of the famous world were transported again, and the great master exhausted his original merits and immediately blocked the strong attack on both sides. Helplessly, it was difficult to cover all aspects after all, and the gray and blue brocade robe was suddenly torn apart by the sword qi, and suddenly appeared in decline. And when the three of them were entangled in the battle, and the smoke of the ancient tomb was gone, ten thousand swords appeared in the sky, and the divine will condensed the sword pillar, and the key points were penetrated in one breath, and the death hole under the armpit of the double roll of the vein washing was broken, which made the great master lose the ability to heal his life and deceive death.

"Grand Master ......"

Thunder clouds surge, the mind is divided, the sword is ten thousand, and it is all one. Within the third martial vein, Zhenyuan ran like the Yangtze River, Yi Qixing met the enemy again, and he was completely cut off from the smoke and was born: "For my brother Yuyu, for Sister Wang, for the Ice King, for the four strange audiences, many people who died under your hands in vain, pay for your life!"

"Traitor ......"

It took great pains to obtain the four yuan, and combined it with the Yuan Shenghua Ball. But now, even if it has stood on the top of the spectacle, it will not be able to resist the attack of the enemy from all sides. At the same time as Yi Qixing appeared, it also cut off the possibility of the ghost Qi Lord appearing to rescue.

sighed with hatred in his heart, Gu Ling passed away and knew that the death hole of his body was broken, and he would be exposed by those close to him. At present, the life and death of the tear crow are unknown, and the Wuzhu of Tantai has died early, and the possible object of suspicion is not left alone in the Liangshou Palace......

However, even if you understand the key at this moment, it is difficult to help you escape. In an instant, the thought came again, and in addition to sighing that the immovable city was ruthless enough, the only way for the great grandmaster to stand up and resist the lore was a desperate one.

"Hui Hong Cross Citation!"

A generation of actuarial heroes, there is no reason to despair. Kunwu Sword Roar Protector, full of the aura of the Dragon Ball in the Creation Ball, the Great Grandmaster was full of smoke and energy, and he brazenly let go, and the cross chain first retreated to Qi Xing, and then created the palace without a queen, but it was too late to continue the calamity of the wind and flames, and he was pierced by the ancient wind on the spot.

"Hmm?! Heaven forgiveness, earth judgment, no blame, three swords return to the sect!"

The right abdomen was wounded for a moment, and the blood and qi fell along the wind in an instant. The enemy advanced and I retreated, the great master barely suppressed the pain, and the hundred generations of Kunwu were at the peak of his qi, and he counterattacked in close quarters and instantly crossed the ancient wind defense. Seeing this, Du Wuyan was calm but not chaotic, and the ancient style suddenly turned his sleeves, just right to resolve the killing blow.

"My friend, Grand Master, this path is your choice. ”

The heart is black, the sword is black, the road goes to the black, and if it is not a glance at the mountains, it will fall into the abyss and sink. Hearing Du Wuyan's vigilant words, there is still no regret about the passing of the ancient tomb, even if the defeat is here, it is worthy of a glorious encounter!

"Ha, it's my choice, the Eight Smoke Sky Sword is my edge!"

Collect the sword and storm the storm, and move the sword with thunder. The smoke gathers, overlooking all living beings, and the hundred generations of Kunwu are majestic and prosperous, and they are desperate to take the meaning of Qixing. But seeing that the ancient tomb was passing away and rushing to break through, the sword was immediately at the limit of his true power, and he also tried all his tricks to fight.

Knowing the smoke and clouds, although Du Wuyan was influenced by the Demon Buddha, he had no intention of sitting idly by, and the sword qi was full of wind of death and annihilation, sweeping all the way to open the mountain, and blocking the path of the great master from the side. At the same time, I saw Zhu Hong turn three times, the smoke was atomized, and he used extreme tricks to win.

Four swords, two positions. The former hatred and resentment will eventually burn out and disappear like the end of the road. The dust and smoke exploded, the three blades ran through the body, Kunwu fell, and his hands trembled unwillingly. Even if the blood is full, the spirit is still not frustrated. At the moment of his last breath, Gu Ling still had no guilt about his lifelong sins, but he regretted that he had not-

"No queen, you, you have wasted all your talents......"

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The gold leaves are numerous, and the rain is rainy. Bodhi stands, Zephi fertile soil. The wonders of other places are over, and under the dusk sun, it is the time for the tired birds to return to the forest. The blue light and shadow, the god flashed into the ground, causing the giant tree to feel and remind the people who rebuilt the courtyard to pay attention to the people.

The wind blows, and the man stands still. The emerald feather pattern is decorated to cover the face, wearing an indigo blue and white full-breasted skirt, although I have not seen the true face for a long time, at the moment of looking at the eyes, it is still a blood relationship, so that the hostility of the Confucian mother is eliminated, and the love is suddenly born.

"Mother. ”

After a long time of separation, the child who was under his knees at the beginning will meet again and will become a bright woman. The crisp sound is a word, catharsis for several years, and each other's deep eyes are stained with tears.

Returning to his heart like an arrow, he stumbled forward and crashed into Chu Junyi's arms, Qingluan did not remove the mask on his face, and He revealed his identity. Half bent down to hold the back of the girl's head, her chin was close to her forehead, and she caressed the flesh and blood in her heart lovingly.

"Ah, Aunt Yun, Uncle Snow Crow...... Well, I don't know the big brother, how are you. ”

If no one stayed for a moment, Qingluan suddenly raised his head and left his embrace, hugged Qiu Yun and Snow Crow one by one, and suddenly stopped for a moment in front of the knife and Xihui to say hello, and then hesitated to walk in front of Chenshu, tilted his head unconfidently, and asked, "Are you ...... Brother, brother?"

"Big ...... Sister?"

"Hmm. Mother, I can't stay at home for too long, I have to go back to take care of my father. ”

Neatly and simply pulled Dan Qingjian out of her sleeve, and the girl combined the Cui Daizi sword into one and handed it over to Twilight Qiuyun for safekeeping.

And although he was quite curious about the twins, or he was reluctant to miss his mother, Qingluan finally gave up his intention to ask questions in order to prevent people from entering and leaving, and only threw himself into Chu Junyi's arms affectionately for a while, and then left a letter to explain the previous details, and then took away the holy sword that was about to be inserted under the Bodhi tree, waving his hand goodbye step by step, and the figure gradually lost the end of the horizon.

After a long time, retracting her gaze from afar, Chu Junyi's heart was relieved, and she couldn't help but smile when she read the girl's beautiful voice, and then slowly opened the white paper and black letters, only to see twelve blood-colored characters-

"Hearing the death, the red dragon is dead, the shock wave is ten, and the demon is swallowed. ”