Sarah Desert Fantasy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ginkgo Yi is a cultivator of the Sangwu Empire's Star Law Academy, and he has been walking in this huge Salar Desert since he entered Suoxing Mountain. For three days, he didn't see a single figure here, and his eyes were full of yellow sand as far as the eye could see.

The desert sky gradually blew into the wind, and he saw a thick black cloud faintly on the other side of the sky. Ginkgo lowered her head, and the yellow sand under her feet gradually appeared sparse and sparse yellow grass. Seeing this scene, he fell into ecstasy for a moment, and rushed towards the sky as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and the yellow sand flew up behind him. But when he finally saw the scene under the black clouds, his body couldn't stop shaking.

He saw a lot of students who were also students of the Imperial Star Law Cultivation Academy, saw famous cultivators from the thirteen states of the Empire, and saw a dense network of demonic beasts! The black clouds and black wind were filled with the smell of blood, and the severed arms and stumps were scattered across the battlefield, and broken flesh and blood were splashed everywhere.

The cultivator's beast rider tore at the thick arms and powerful hind legs of the Beamon Demon, and the Beamon Demon roared angrily and picked up the big axe to cut off the demonic beast's waist;

The blood of the rotting ruler python splashed on the cultivator's body, and the arm stained with blood immediately rotted and stinked, and the cultivator let out a sharp scream, flew back, and was smashed by the broken bone blade of the demonic beast that came from the sky, and the white brain mixed with the broken flesh and blood splashed on the body of another person;

The black witch knife of the Dead Land Demon flew and slitted the throat of a cultivator, but the next moment it was frozen into an ice sculpture by the cold sky ice vulture that was hovering and flying in mid-air, and then it was crushed by the cultivator's sword.

Ginkgo didn't move forward or retreat, he seemed to be back to the battlefield of the **** war a thousand years ago, and returned to that dark and tragic time.

There has never been an eternal victor on this Star Stone Continent, and the peace and comfort of the ancestors in exchange for iron and blood for thousands of years are destined to be guarded with iron and blood after all.

Bodhi Mausoleum Fantasy.

The Stormtroopers came from all sides and surrounded their remnants of less than a thousand men. Among the severed limbs and corpses, the Xiangshui boy stood with his arms, and the entire battlefield was dead and silent.

Xiao Yi jumped to the ground from Luo Yan's arms, seemed to avoid the piles of corpses in disgust, and came to He Xinyue's feet. She looked around everyone deeply, then slowly leaned over and picked up the little one who was rubbing at her feet, the blood from her fingertips staining its azure pure fluff.

Standing on this battlefield, she let out a faint sigh. Just between these sighs, the palm of her hand gradually glowed with a blurry light, gently enveloping Xiao Yi. Its body quietly changed—dark blue red hairs, sharp red hooks, long whip-like tails, crescent-shaped tail hooks glowing with cold light, and a pair of dark blue pupils glowing with a palpitating cold light.

This time it was she who released this slaughterer with her own hands, and looking at such a little one, the memory returned to the nightmare night in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. She gently closed her eyes and gently spat out two words from her mouth: "Go ahead." ”

As a result, a trace of afterimage flickered, and screams of horror came one after another, and this massacre made an irrepressible chill rise in everyone's hearts.

He Xinyue slowly opened her eyes, the slaughter was still going on, but everything in front of her began to fade into illusion—the corpses on the ground, the soldiers standing in their arms, the flesh flying sideways, and the blood-stained decaying weeds at her feet. The sky gradually sprinkled with snow, and the whole world gradually became white, and if it weren't for the ice sculpture palace, she almost thought she was back in the Ghost Devouring Valley.

He Xinyue leaned on her back and let the cold snowflakes fall on her warm cheeks, and breathed deeply into the cold air that pierced people's hearts. Luo Yan walked up to Li Yu and stood side by side with him. Looking at the woman standing in the snow, she sighed softly and said, "The illusion is gone, and the illusion is in the illusion, when is it the end?" ”

Li Yu didn't speak, only gently brushed the flying snow that fell on his hair, and then walked towards the woman in the snow step by step. What does the real and the unreal have to do with him?

Inferno Tower Mirage.

In the layers of illusions in Lock Star Mountain, there is a place called the Hell Tower. The tower is eighteen stories high, like an eighteen-story hell. Just when the snow was falling in the snowfield, the sixteenth floor of the Hell Tower, following the two intruders, finally ushered in another uninvited guest. He was dressed in black, carrying a long sword, and wearing a black mask on which several delicate pink-white pear blossoms bloomed. And behind him, followed by a pale lion cub, a pair of big eyes dripping and turning.

The man squatted down, patted the little lion's head lightly with his hand, and said, "Simba, you have to fight for me, follow your master and me to fight well, don't be a gentle person to everyone." Otherwise, if you mix out here, you will suffer sooner or later. I don't know if Simba understood what he said, just blinked his big eyes in a flicker. The man smiled easily and stood up, but the next moment, his face became solemn without warning.

Behind this man and beast, I don't know when a person quietly appeared, with a human face and a horse body, wearing armor.

"Breaking down the fifteenth floor, I've seen a lot of things that are not human or ghost, so, who are you?" He didn't mean to be sarcastic, this hell tower is indeed full of things that are not human or ghost.

"Shooter Knight Demon Clan." The visitor replied calmly.

The man pulled out the inconspicuous-looking long sword behind his backhand, and the sound of gold and iron sounded between the blade and the scabbard. Simba looked at his master with big eyes, without blinking, very serious.

"How many am I?"

"The third."

The man exhaled when he heard this, not knowing whether he felt relieved or disappointed, and then, he raised his long sword towards the archer knight in front of him, and shouted, "Come on! ”

Just when the sixteenth floor was in full swing, a person stepped onto the fifteenth floor of the Hell Tower, and this person was the only woman among the four people.

Purple Cloth Fantasy.

At this time, in the illusion of locking stars on another layer, the dreamy purple grass softly covered the mountains, and above the blue starry sky, a bright moon hung high. The wind blows, a burst of flowers, a touch of purple waves, and a beautiful woman stands, which seems to be real and illusory. The woman was dressed in purple, with a shawl of 3,000 green silk, and her eyes were as deep as obsidian. Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps behind her, the woman smiled lightly and turned around: "You're here." ”

I haven't seen you for a long time, and goodbye is like a world away. Pity......

The man stood silently in place, and the woman walked towards him on the purple grass, her eyes were thick, and tears gradually flowed. She stood a step away from him, gritted her teeth, her voice trembled, and said to him, "Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? ”

That's it......

The man reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms. Her kisses landed on his neck, between his eyebrows, between his eyes, and finally on his lips. The acacia that has been around for many days is like a fire that ignites dry firewood, and it is out of control. The lips and teeth are intertwined, lingering to the extreme, and the ambiguous atmosphere permeates the world of purple grass. kissed until both of them were about to suffocate, and their lips and teeth parted reluctantly. The man's fiery breath tickled the woman's blushing cheeks, and the woman laughed coquettishly, and her white arms hung from his neck, extremely charming.

"Who compare me to her...... What do you like more? The woman's eyes were like silk, and she exhaled like an orchid in his ear, "This woman is very puzzled, right?" ”

The man wrapped his arms around her waist, but said, "Even if she doesn't understand the amorous feelings, you can't compare to her by half a point." ”

As if she had heard some big joke, the woman broke away from him, turned around and stood a few steps away from him, her hand gently caressing her changed face, her eyes fluttering, and said, "But...... In this Locked Star Illusion Realm, only the demon clan can go to this purple cloth. Why, after a thousand years, on the Star Stone Continent, demons can also fall in love with people? ”

Situ Xuan's face gradually sank, the woman ignored him at all, and continued: "This kind of thing is a ladyboy falling in love, and only those few people can do it......" seemed to be surprised that she had too much to say, she restrained her smile, looked at Situ Xuan, and suddenly said, "How about we make a deal?" ”

"Deal?"

"Yes, deal." She tried her best to express the temptation in a sincere tone, "After more than a thousand years in this star-locking illusion, I almost forgot what the outside world was like. To tell you the truth, I have nothing to offer you, but—" she looked at him, smiling coquettishly, "I can tell you some secrets that few people on this continent know. In exchange, you're going to take me out. ”

"Oh?" Situ Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Then it depends on whether your secret is worth exchanging for your freedom." ”

The woman smiled coquettishly, approached him, brought her lips to his ear, and softly spat out a few words......