Under the moonlight, patches of pitch-black shadows shuttle through the yellow sand like fish, silently. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sturdy cactus lost its luster in the blink of an eye, and the living matter that fell on its stomach under the yellow sand passed away silently in sleep, joy and fear.

Patches of pitch-black shadows grew up in an instant, and they were instantly overwhelming.

The small oriental tree lying flat on the yellow sand was shrouded in pitch-black shadows between breaths, and without any reaction, they were heavily wrapped in shadows, shuttling up and down in the yellow sand, and at the same time, their souls overflowed like water, and their lives passed like water.

In the dark shadow, Dongfang Xiaoshu, who couldn't speak, couldn't move, suddenly felt very helpless.

A kind of helplessness at a loss, a kind of helplessness that makes him decadent, not knowing what he can do, how to do it, how to do it, and even giving birth to a kind of emotion.

No, why am I helpless, why am I at a loss, why do I want to die?

The first day of junior high is waiting for me, that is my woman, waiting for me to get together

A lot of gold and silver in my bag, that is my dream, waiting for me to realize

The identity of the heir of the River Styx has become the aura and death knot on my body, but that is the starting point of my path of cultivating immortals, and I don't have any right to choose, what awaits me is the persistence of going on

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Daughter-in-law, money, cultivators, friends, why should I be helpless, why should I be at a loss, why do I want to die?

Mixed thoughts and thoughts flashed by like lightning, and the little tree in the east woke up.

It seems that for a moment, it seems like a year or a hundred years, and even the body exudes a rotten atmosphere.

The blazing flames carried blue-gold electric sparks, and before they could rise, they returned to the cave under the vibration of the blue flames, flowing and wandering quietly.

Dongfang Xiaoshu was startled, the rapidly disappearing life did not allow him to hesitate at all, living was his only idea at the moment, and it was the motivation to fight.

The divine soul moved again, and the Tianhe Heart Sutra followed, and the colorless force like a thin cloud in the ancestral root acupoint penetrated through the body, turning into a flower on the other side and crashing into the dark shadow.

Although for the dark shadow, it is only a drop in the ocean, not even the humble waves.

The colorless force unreservedly constituted a flower on the other side of the shore and flew up, and the small tree in the east in a hurry used a flower on the other side, but forgot to use the blunt sword of the slaughtering sky, but a flower on the other side still flew up, colliding with the dark shadow.

There was no expected needle-tip wheat, and Dongfang Xiaoshu's body did not get rid of the dark shadow, but the dark shadow that wrapped Dongfang Xiaoshu shook obviously, the overflow of the divine soul finally stopped, and the vanishing life was finally contained.

With the extremely fast operation of the Tianhe Heart Sutra, a blooming flower on the other side withered away, and the pitch-black shadow was just bounced away, and then wrapped the oriental tree layer by layer again.

Once again, the pitch-black shadow wrapped in the Dongfang Xiaoshu rushed into the body and soul of the Dongfang Xiaoshu like water, and with the frequency of the operation of the Tianhe Heart Sutra, it was absorbed and refined by the Dongfang Xiaoshu, and so repeatedly, there was no intention of stopping at all, and the Dongfang Xiaoshu did not want to stop at all.

Because the overflowing spirits are returning, and the lost lives are returning.

You can plunder like a rogue, and you can get it back like a rogue, and it's better not to owe it to each other, and never to see each other again.

"Who dares to make trouble under the nose of the deity, and is he tired of living?"

A breath so powerful that the aura of the small tree in the east swept through like an ant, and the pitch-black color that poured into his body and soul like a tide was forced to stop.

As if loosened, the little oriental tree fell from the dark shadows, and had a down-to-earth feeling.

At the same time, the night sky was full of light, and one after another thunderstorms poured like a catastrophe, hitting the overwhelming dark shadows.

The electric sparks were like dragons, and the thunder was like a sea, covering the entire depths of the desert like the destruction of the world, tearing apart the dark shadows in the sky like tearing and biting.

With a roar, the overwhelming black shadows turned into wisps of splinters and fell from the sky.

An unwilling snort mixed with countless angry roars also came out of it, shaking Dongfang Xiaoshu's head like an explosion, but he had to turn over and stand up, because after the pitch-black shadows in the sky shattered and fell, countless pitch-black shadow monsters appeared.

The pitch-black shadow monster had a human-like body and limbs.

Unlike people, some have a pair of wings on their backs, some have a tail, their facial features are blurred, and their red eyes are flashing in the middle of their foreheads, exuding a terrifying light, and their whole bodies are as black as shadows, as if they have no trace of weight.

It was such a pitch-black monster that let out a squeaky roar, and a long pitch-black knife was wielded in its black upper limbs, and it rushed towards the eastern tree with murderous aura.

Behind him is the surging thunder and the lightning that incarnates all things, every time the thunder falls, the roar of the black monster falls in pieces, and the moment the lightning that incarnates all things disappears, it also harvests the lives of countless black monsters.

This is an unfair war.

Some are simply driven and killed, and there is nothing they can do except let out an angry roar before they fall, and the dark monster has no choice.

Dongfang Xiaoshu jumped up, looked left and right and found that the third son and the little monk Huizhi were not around at all, and the black mountain and Xiaobao, who had a connection with the divine soul, did not know where to go, only the real dragon spear was still in his hand.

The True Dragon Lance danced, and the body of the spear carried a gushing colorless force, turning into an indestructible blade that wreaked havoc among the panicked black monsters.

The real dragon spear stabbed forward, swept across, split vertically, and slanted at all, and the oriental tree, which did not know any marksmanship at all, danced around with instinct, was like a killing god, harvesting the life of the pitch-black monster.

For a while, there was no group of his subordinates, and the pitch-black monster that fell turned into wisps of black qi and poured into Dongfang Xiaoshu's body and disappeared.

The good times didn't last long, and after the initial panic, the dark shadow monster finally began to fight back.

The red one-eyed glow shone with a terrifying light, and with a squeak, he slashed at the small tree in the east with a long knife.

The shadow-like long knife did not carry a trace of wind, and when it collided with the real dragon spear, it made a sound like a substance.

The real dragon spear was the same, but the shadow-like long knife shattered into several pieces, and the black tip of the spear pierced into the neck of the pitch-black shadow without stopping, and the black shadow disintegrated, and a wisp of black gas rose with it.

After slaughtering five black shadow monsters in a row, Dongfang Xiaoshu had to start fleeing.

The number of black shadow monsters was too much, and after being slashed several times by the shadow-like long knife on the body, the clothes were torn, and the blood-soaked Dongfang Xiaoshu finally stopped fighting and began to flee for his life.

After smelling the blood, the dark shadow monster had a terrifying glow in its red one-eye, and launched a frenzied encirclement and suppression of the Dongfang tree as if it had smelled a deadly delicacy, completely ignoring the thunder of the sea behind it and the lightning that harvested life.