The ink shadow slowly walked out of the room, and the clouds that could be touched floated overhead, dozens of sky-high stone pillars stood in this space, dense clouds obscuring the sun, but the surroundings were still relatively bright. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ink Shadow cautiously walked to the top of a stone pillar, the diameter of the stone pillar was only two meters, and there was a feeling that the whole pillar was shaking when stepping on it. Even if he kept hinting in his heart that this was an illusion, but when it was true and false, Mo Ying didn't know if it would be okay to fall from such a high place?

At this time, at the end of the field of vision, a pretty figure emerged, Mo Ying raised her head, and a charming girl between her eyebrows was walking this way, the distance between the two stone pillars was about two meters away, but she walked all the way, relying on the agility of the wind attribute as if walking on the ground.

The girl stopped when she was still ten meters away from Mo Ying, and before Mo Ying could speak, the other party had already said: "It turned out to be Mo Ying's younger brother, I really didn't expect the opponent to be you." ”

Mo Ying looked at her with a wary face, Ye Mei's fame among the old students was on par with his fame among the new students, and they knew each other that this was a must, as the so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent was the only way to survive a hundred battles.

But Ye Mei's swordsmanship is the first among the old students, which is very bad news for Mo Ying.

It is very difficult to frustrate a person who uses a sword by relying on some simple exercises, and the swordsmanship can be attacked and defended, and it is not inferior to other exercises of the same level, which can be said to be a major reason for the enduring swordsmanship.

Moreover, Ye Mei is also a user of Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling, is a high-grade earth weapon created by the refiner of the Mixed Yuan Realm for his family, when casting the sword, the aura of heaven and earth is injected, and the sword body is red, so it is named Zhu Ling. Although the Ye Mei family was only a small branch of the Ye family in Fengcheng, Ye Mei's ancestors had been kind to this refiner back then, and in return, they forged this sword for him.

Mo Ying watched her slowly pull out the Zhu Ling on her back, and began to beat the drum in her heart.

Different attributes have different attributes of swordsmanship, but the Shangguan family's water attribute exercises are mostly swordsmanship, and other attributes, swordsmanship also have their own strengths.

Ye Mei raised Zhu Ling, his flexible wrist waved irregularly in the air, the ink shadow arched his body slightly, and the black birch behind him was also pulled out by him. Ye Mei urged the spiritual power, Zhu Ling's crimson sword body was soaked in blood, the sword blade pointed at the place where Ye Mei had just waved, and blood-red bells appeared in front of her, Mo Ying felt that Zhu Ling's sword qi was getting stronger and stronger, and invisible pressure came from all directions, Mo Ying sacrificed spiritual power, and used black birch to outline a rain curtain in front of him.

All the bells appeared, forming a wall of blood in front of Ye Mei, Ye Mei raised the Zhu Ling in his hand, and the spiritual power on his body entered the bell through the sword body, making a crisp sound.

Ye Meijian pointed to the ink shadow, and said softly in his mouth: "Wind chimes crossing." ”

All the bells slapped at the ink shadow like a palm, the four rain curtains shattered instantly, and the ink shadow urged the spiritual power to attach to the black birch, forming the last barrier, and the bells made a deafening sound, passing through the defense of the ink shadow in an instant, and disappeared into the air.

Mo Ying felt a jerk in his chest, and his whole body was tumbling with qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

And the black birch also silently broke into pieces in front of his eyes, scattering themselves on the stone pillar platform.

Mo Ying clearly recognized the gap between himself and Ye Mei.

Wind Chime Crossing is a top-grade yellow-rank exercise, and if you want to match it, you must at least have the same level exercise, while Moying only has two killing moves: Fog Rain Heart Slash and Dark Fire.

The Shadow of the Dark Fire Ink Shadow has not yet been able to be sacrificed, and now it can only rely on the Misty Rain Heart that has not yet been fully formed.

The ink shadow pulled out the nameless, and the spiritual power on his body was released in large quantities without reservation, and a rain mist rose within a radius of ten meters, which was the maximum limit domain that the ink shadow could form.

Ye Mei watched the fog around him getting thicker and thicker, and couldn't help but look at the ink shadow a little higher, although the domain area is small, it can be called a domain after all.

The ink shadow hides the breath and determines the position of Ye Mei by virtue of the perception fed back by the fog, and Ye Mei will appear passive as long as he is in the domain of the ink shadow, as long as he touches the fog, his position will be constantly exposed to the other party, and if he releases his spiritual sense, it will be easier to be exposed.

Ye Mei dodged and jumped back a few steps, trying to leave the other party's domain, but Mo Ying kept chasing after him, leaving Ye Mei in the fog all the time, and he hid his body and waited for the opportunity to move.

Mo Ying has been pestering her, making Ye Mei very unhappy, Ye Mei finally couldn't bear it, raised Zhu Ling, turned spiritual power into a formation flag, and then detonated them one by one without hesitation.

A large vacancy appeared in the domain in an instant, and the figure of the ink shadow was revealed, Ye Mei raised the sword to follow, drew a few blood bells, and threw all the brains on the ink shadow.

The ink shadow stood up and blocked namelessly, and the sword body only trembled slightly, and it did not shatter like a black birch. Ink Shadow was overjoyed, and took advantage of the interval between Ye Mei's attacks to immediately launch Rain Xiaotu, and Ink Shadow passed through a curtain of rain, and the sword blade pointed straight at Ye Mei.

Ye Mei raised Zhu Ling's backhand to block, and stubbornly blocked Moying's attack. The ink shadow gathered spiritual power and transmitted it to the sword body, trying to advance a little more.

The nameless blade collided with Zhu Ling's sword body, and a dazzling spark of fireworks splashed around the clash.

Ye Mei raised his left hand, gathered spiritual power and slapped on Zhu Ling's sword body, shocking Nameless, the sword blade turned to Shadow's chest, Mo Ying had no time to block with Nameless, so he could only stretch out his left hand and hold Zhu Ling's sword body alive, the blade slashed across Mo Ying's palm, a pain that pierced his heart hit, Mo Ying took Nameless back and gathered a raging flame in his right fist.

This is the only chance to get up close.

The left hand had been stained red with the spilled blood, but the blade of the sword had been broken away from the point it was pointing at, and the ink shadow moved forward close to Ye Mei, and his right fist slammed into Ye Mei's body.

Ye Mei was restrained by the ink shadow and Zhu Ling, so he could only temporarily prop up a spiritual power shield.

The flames scorched on the shield, and it didn't shatter as instantly as Ink Shadow imagined, the shield absorbed most of the damage, and only touched Ye Mei, and it didn't cause any damage at all.

Ye Mei let out a cold voice, pulled out Zhu Ling in Mo Ying's hand, and a blood line was brought out by the blade.

Ye Mei flew and kicked away the ink shadow.

Mo Ying watched himself and Ye Mei get farther and farther apart, and secretly thought to himself: If you used the Hellfire just now, would it be a different ending?

But what is the hellfire, why can't I conjure it?

Ink Shadow felt a wave of despair welling up in his heart, was he really going to lose?

The upside-down figure hit the stone platform and continued to slide, the ink shadow desperately grabbed to the edge, the whole body was instantly in the air, and before the left hand could touch the stone platform, the body fell a few points, and the ink shadow slammed the stone surface with his right hand, and finally grabbed it when he rubbed it to the sideline.

The whole body swayed from side to side in mid-air, and the ink shadow looked at the feet, only the white clouds floated.

If you fall, you really fail.

Despair, despair without any hope.

Mo Ying's heart trembled violently, despair, despair.

The meaning of the hell fire is despair, the flames from hell, not only burning the person before death, but also after death. Eternal and endless suffering, punishment, endless.

Judgment on earthly fire, this may be the true meaning of the fire of the dead.

The ink shadow climbed onto the stone platform, and Ye Mei came with a sword.

I have the power of dominating the world, holding the power of life and death, and all things are in my hands as ants, holding the fire of the underworld, and destroying the world.

A trace of anger flashed in Mo Ying's eyes, his hands were half-clenched, and two black flames burst into his palms. Mo Ying's eyes showed unprecedented coldness, the flames burned more and more, Zhu Ling in Ye Mei's hand stabbed over, Mo Ying raised his left hand, and the flame in the palm of his hand hit Zhu Ling's sword blade, blocking the advancement of the sword body. Ye Meixiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his left hand gathered spiritual power and slapped into the hilt of the sword, and Zhu Ling's sword qi instantly became violent.

Those who are mortal live, those who surrender live, and those who rebel die.

The ink shadow's eyes were already as black as ink, and the momentum of the dark fire in his hand rose again, and Zhu Ling was like a trapped beast in the dark fire, gradually losing the mania just now.

Ink Shadow raised his right hand, and the flames slapped towards Ye Mei.

Ye Mei looked at Mo Ying with a panicked face, and hurriedly shouted, "I admit defeat." ”

The ink image was not heard, and the movement of the right hand did not stop at all.

At this time, a voice came from Mo Ying's heart: Disciple, stop it, you are about to be devoured by the Dark Fire.

Mo Ying's body trembled suddenly, her eyes returned to normal, looking at Ye Mei who was close at hand, her charming face had lost its complexion, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.

Ye Mei saw Mo Ying stop his hand, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

The ink shadow dispersed the dark fire, and the fragrance on Ye Mei's body made him sober again, and the ink shadow hurriedly took a few steps back and said softly: "I'm really sorry just now." ”

Ye Mei paused for a moment, recovered from the panic, smiled at Mo Ying, and said, "It's okay, I lost." ”

At this time, Mo Tian continued in his heart: You were too paranoid when you comprehended the Hellfire just now, and you were almost lost in your mind, but fortunately, when I reminded you, you restrained yourself, otherwise once you were killed and controlled your mind, it would be difficult to turn back.

Mo Ying carefully recalled the words of the epiphany just now, there were indeed some problems, but fortunately, the master stopped it in time, and Mo Ying silently talked to Mo Tian in his heart: "Master, I know, I will pay attention next time." ”

Mo Tian only hummed and stopped talking.

Ye Mei stood in front of Mo Ying, watching Mo Ying stand there motionless, as if in contemplation, Ye Mei looked at Mo Ying's handsome face curiously, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This kid will definitely charm many good girls when he grows up." ”

Seeing that Mo Tian no longer spoke, Mo Ying raised his head to look at Ye Mei, but he happened to meet her gaze, Mo Ying naturally didn't know what Ye Mei was thinking, in order to avoid embarrassment, Ye Mei randomly found the topic and said, "I don't know when this illusion will disappear?" ”

Mo Ying just wanted to say that he didn't know, at this time, the earth began to tremble, Ye Mei didn't pay attention, a stumbling almost fell, Mo Ying jumped on the stone platform where she was standing, and hurriedly helped her. Pillars quickly rose from the gap between the stone pillars, flattening the entire plane, and the ink shadow took a few steps back, keeping some distance from Ye Mei.

The clouds dissipated, and Ink Shadow saw the sun setting in the sky, and half of the sky was dyed with orange-yellow light.

Shangguan Siyi was sitting a few hundred meters away watching the sunset, the illusion had disappeared, and this vast flat land was arranged into a scene for students to compete, Moying ran to Shangguan Siyi's side, looked at her side face dyed red by the sunset, and asked, "Did you win the game?" ”

Shangguan Siyi was pulled back to her thoughts by the voice of the ink shadow, and saw that the ink shadow's face was full of joy.

"Win, what about you?"

"I won too." Ink Shadow said lightly.

Shangguan Siyi turned her head to watch the sunset fall between the treetops, the breeze blowing across her face, giving people a warm feeling.

"It would be great if you could be with the person you love forever, and this beautiful time can be eternal until the end of time." Shangguan Siyi muttered quietly.

Mo Ying silently stretched out his arm and held her in his arms, time is too long, life is too short, only being with the person he loves is eternal.