Under the eaves, Danzhu walked out of the wing, touched the pearl hairpin in his hair, and looked nervously at the sky outside Lanruo Temple with light red eyes.

The golden thunder and lightning rolled, the dark moon rose and fell, and the brilliance of the golden sword illuminated the entire sky and night.

"The sky in Lanruo Temple is about to change. ”

Danzhu's face was slightly pale, and he couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously took off the white jade hole flute on his waist.

Sister Xiaoqian made a move, and after only talking with Ye Linggongzi for a few words, she decided the fate of the eight beautiful ghosts in the temple without hesitation.

Another lightly picked boy in a green shirt, behaved like the lowest-level vulgar guest in Lanruo Temple, and used the mountain and sea technique to beat the laurel sister, without mercy, but he was the first to make a move tonight.

As for Ye Linggongzi, who she served, he was fierce, he used his fists to scare people at every turn, and he was ruthless in dealing with female goblins.

But when he went away with the sword, he was really chic and heroic, like a real immortal.

Danzhu suddenly felt that it was really the most surprising thing she had encountered in hundreds of years...... There are also exciting guests.

Over the past few hundred years, there have been many guests in Lanruo Temple, when I was young, my sister was long and my sister was short, the love words of the world were long, the oath of the sea was dry and the stone was rotten, and there were many beautiful love words that could be compiled into a room of books.

Tonight is coming, next month is coming, the sky is old, but it never defaults.

But why are they still suffering in Lanruo Temple after hundreds of years? On the contrary, the two sons who came back to Lanruo Temple for the first time, and have never masked their faces, are willing to stand up for their naturally pitiful little female ghosts?

Danzhu's smile was intoxicating, like a famous crown of flowers and flowers of the Oiran peony in full bloom, and his slender white fingers pinched the white jade hole flute, and opened his mouth slightly.

"On this good night, when you meet this beloved, there should be the sound of the flute. ”

At the beginning of the flute, it was tactful and melodious, like flowers splashing tears.

In the middle of a song, the sound of the flute is loud and loud, colorful and colorful, like starlight splashing, like a phoenix singing green trees, blowing away the cold air of a temple for a hundred years.

......

Different eaves, different stories.

Youlan, who was in a water-blue splendid dress, was urging the white-clothed man with his ears and temples to leave.

"Master Chu Lou, hurry up and leave Lanruo Temple, Sister Xiaoqian is stupid, and the master will soon be angry. ”

Chu Lou, who was born in Guo Beicheng's cultivation family, looked at the night sky with a frightened face.

That level of mountain and sea art energy is a terrifying level that is difficult to reach even at the peak of the Blood Cultivation Realm, and even the top cultivator in Guo Beicheng can't create a huge battle of this level, which makes people feel terrified.

Lanruo Temple is by no means a place to stay for a long time at this moment!

You must run now!

Chu Lou's calves trembled, and he tried his best to maintain his demeanor and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Youlan, I'll go back to Guo Beicheng now, and ask a powerful cultivator to protect you!"

Youlan shook her head: "The son's kindness and concubine are physically and mentally comprehended, and the matter has come to an end...... Childe just needs to protect himself. ”

"Okay, please take care of the blue girl, I'll come back to see you next month!"

Chu Lou immediately nodded in agreement, and decisively used the mountain and sea technique of escaping for his life, and fled towards the outside of Lanruo Temple.

In Youlan's sight, the white-clothed figure without any remembrance did not look back at her, and quickly disappeared completely.

She sighed in her heart and stood there for a long time, like a lonely orchid in the valley.

......

On top of the tens of thousands of graves, the young man slashed the sword.

The golden sword light split through the hundred-meter giant body of the old acacia that covered the sky.

The ancient sword intent of the Pure Yang Sword was consumed, and it returned to the shabby state on the rainy mountain that day, and it needed the cultivation of Gengjin's qi day after day in order to have true power.

At this moment, it is held in his hand, and it can only be used as a sharp sword that sharpens iron like clay.

"Your sword is good. ”

A hoarse voice came from the cracked black mouth of the locust tree.

Lao Huai didn't die immediately, in fact, it was extremely difficult for a demon of her clan to really die.

The man was split in half by a sword, and of course died on the spot.

But the tree was split by a sword, and it can live for a long time, at least the thousands of roots of this locust tree are still deeply rooted in the soil at the moment, maintaining a tenacious life.

The blow of the Pure Yang Sword is certainly strong, but the immortal body and soul are all the pinnacle of the blood cultivation realm of moving mountains, and they are only seriously injured.

She's going to die eventually, but not now.

"But you don't deserve such a powerful sword!

The old locust shouted hoarsely and angrily, launching an unparalleled counterattack, the black light was permeated, and the roots of the trees were like giant pillars that supported the sky and rushed out of the ground, stirring and killing.

"Old goblin, you're very good at talking?!"

Ye Ling sneered in the air, the snow-white fairy sword behind him had arrived, and he walked forward with him, tearing open the roots of the dancing tree, and directly crashed into the empty black mouth of the old locust tree!

The sword and the man followed the gap cut by the pure yang sword and launched a deadly attack.

"Zheng!Zheng!"

Fragments of locust trees and broken blades spat out of their mouths, like a waterfall of white and yellow.

"Come out, I'll die with you!"

In the screaming of extreme pain, the loess of the grave flew, the roots of the trees danced in the air like iron cables, the trees collapsed, the rocks collapsed, and the mess within a radius of hundreds of meters was destroyed.

Thousands of roots sprout cyan scales, open their green eyes, and open their mouths.

This is an extremely powerful wood mountain and sea technique.

Countless roots turned into cyan pythons, and the python's mouth spewed turquoise beams, sweeping the earth, shattering mountains and rocks, and strangulating everything everywhere.

"Heaven hangs down, town!"

Song Zhili's shirt swayed angrily, his palm was supported, and he suddenly flipped it and pressed it down.

Dozens of thunderbolts condensed by golden words split down from the clouds, attacking those root-whiskered pythons, nothing was suppressed, everything was suppressed.

Most of the golden characters broke the roots, and they fell on the body of the old acacia that covered the sky, and the town characters were branded in and out of the wood, like an edict and seal.

Not only that, these golden words were like divinity, and they squeezed deeper into the trunk, igniting divine flames and curling green smoke.

In addition, nine golden lightning splits are elsewhere, and the text circulates to shelter eight delicate flowers, as well as a tombless and lonely tomb without a monument to prevent it from being affected by the battle.

Song Zhili actually doesn't need to be so careful.

Because after a few seconds.

"Boom!"

Ye Ling held a thousand immortal swords, and along the crack cut out by the Pure Yang Sword, he pierced the entire body of Lao Huai through a big hole, and the front and back were bright, and the demonic energy overflowed and poured out.

"Am I worthy of a sword?"

Ye Ling walked out of the big hole, turned around, looked up with a smile on his face, and asked.

There were only a few dozen fairy swords left around him, and with a slight lift of his palm, the energy of Gengjin condensed a thousand snow-white flying swords again, which were endless and inexhaustible.

The fairy sword was like an arm, and the wound was amplified on its own, and the old locust tree quickly broke off from the middle, and the upper half of the torso, forty or fifty meters, collapsed like a building.

"Whew!"

A white light rose into the sky, like a pure white meteor, fleeing out of the sky, and the image of an old woman could be faintly seen, cracking a gap from head to toe, overflowing with golden sword intent.

With a single blow from the Pure Yang Sword, in fact, not only split the body of the locust tree, but also the soul of the Yuan God.

Only by moving the mountain realm can the soul be cultivated into a primordial spirit, and it can still survive without leaving the body, and it has good combat power.

The old locust tree is just not enough in the realm, but it still leaves the body and soul of moving mountains.

But I didn't expect that the Pure Yang Sword, which only raised a little bit of sword intent, would be so powerful that it could directly split the body and soul of the old Huai who covered the sky.

The old woman's face was painfully distorted, and her vitality was like a point of light quickly overflowing from the golden crack, and the pure yang sword intent was difficult to dissipate.

She blocked the blow of the Pure Yang Sword, but the price she paid was too great, and she was almost dead!

She has no intention of fighting, so at this moment this state of near death, she can't exert much combat effectiveness, she decisively gave up her broken body, and at this moment she just wants to leave this place quickly and make a living!

"Master, this road is not going to work!"

Xiao Qian's eyes were cold, if the Nine Heavens Xuannu descended to the mortal world, holding a round of mirror-like lonely and cold dark moon, dozens of meters round, and pressed towards the old woman's head.

"Boom!"

The dark moon shattered instantly, and the light cracked and splashed.

Xiao Qian's fully awakened Taiyin Mountain and Sea Technique collapsed at the first touch, blocking the locust tree for a moment.

But the old lady of the locust tree was also hit and fell, dizzy, and lost her sense of direction for a short time.

Seeing this, Song Zhili immediately seized the opportunity, and the golden words converged like golden chains, fixing the old woman's primordial spirit and making it impossible to escape.

"Zheng!"

Ye Ling, who was pursuing, did not hesitate, held the Pure Yang Sword and walked by.

There is no sword intent, and there is no divine power.

Pure sword, send it back to the West.

Ye Ling's Imperial Sword hovered in mid-air, looking around.

Countless dancing old tree roots are like cramped snakes, falling to the ground on their stomachs, smashing up pieces of dust.

The old locust who used to move the mountains died in death.

Xiao Qian's white sleeves fluttered to Ye Ling's side, still palpitating, and quickly stabilized her mind and thanked her sincerely.

"Thank you. ”

Ye Lingpi smiled and said, "No thanks, I want to be paid." ”

Ye Ling immediately stretched out his hand, pointed at Song Zhili, a scholar in green shirts on the ground, and continued: "You should thank him, Song Zhili is the one who acts chivalrous and does not ask for anything in return." ”

When he met the land god halfway up the mountain, Song Zhili had to come to his rescue, and he was a good person who was different from most cultivators.

It is the debauchery of words and deeds, but it is harmless.

Song Zhili stepped on a golden town character, and his green shirt fluttered in the wind and flew in front of Ye Ling.

"Thank you friends for your help, otherwise I will have a hard time dealing with the locust tree spirit alone, you have the wind of being a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and I Song Zhili has made up my mind for this friend. ”

He was confident in his own strength, but after all, the locust tree spirit was very strong, and it would definitely be extremely difficult for a person to really kill her, and he might have to swap with her and pay a huge price.

The female ghost Xiaoqian's shot was expected.

But Ye Ling's appearance really surprised him, not that he was surprised that Ye Ling would make a move, but that he was amazed at the strength that he burst out, far beyond his imagination, and became the main force in this battle.

The golden sword at the beginning is comparable to a blow from moving mountains, and at least eighty percent of the power of the locust tree has been consumed. That's why it's easy for them to win.

Ye Ling pointed at Xiao Qian, and replied with a smile: "You should thank her, she will pay me." ”

Ye Ling looked at the concubine, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Really?"

Xiao Qian smiled happily and said sincerely.

"All the sisters' true blood, tonight you can pick it up,"

Ye Ling nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly frowned.

Ye Ling then raised the Pure Yang Sword and slashed diagonally towards a sword, as if splitting an invisible cloud in the void.

Song Zhili asked suspiciously, "The remnant soul of the old Huai who covers the sky?"

After an ordinary person dies, if the soul is destroyed, it will completely dissipate, and it will not be possible to go to Lethe River to be reincarnated.

However, the primordial spirit cultivated in the mountain realm is different, even if it encounters an extremely high-level power attack, it should have disappeared, but it will still leave a remnant soul for reincarnation, which is invisible to ordinary people.

This is the embodiment of the law of mountains and seas, just like the earth immortal will have a vision of heaven and earth after death, which is also a preference of the world to move mountains beyond the mundane.

Ye Ling said with a smile: "If you don't run far, you can wait for the ghost to go to Lechuan, you have to run over and grin and stare at a dead fish." She probably didn't think my sword was fast enough. ”

Under normal circumstances, the remnant souls of the mountain realm are extremely difficult to see without the help of psychic objects such as bronze ancient coins.

But Ye Ling happened to have drunk the land tea of the land god, and in the past few days, his eyes contained divine light, and he could see some things that he couldn't see at ordinary times.

"Then she's to blame. ”

Song Zhili knew that Ye Ling could see the remnant soul, so he suddenly frowned, and said with concern: "Brother Ye, if you directly erase the remnant soul, it will be remembered by Lechuan in a small book, which will have an impact on the reincarnation of the next life." It's better for you to do less of this kind of thing in the future, because it will not affect yourself well. ”

He came from a famous family and knew a lot, so he naturally understood the powerful relationship here.

was worried that Ye Ling didn't understand this, so he said this.

And according to legend, the god-like earth fairy demon queen who is in charge of Lethe River is famous for being indifferent and ruthless, and the most ferocious, if there is a bad feeling in the heart of the demon queen, it will be more than worth the loss.

Ye Ling put away the Pure Yang Sword and seemed to be unconcerned.

"People live for a lifetime, of course, they are chic, there is wine and wine, there is a sword out of the sword, and when they encounter dissatisfaction, they will report it on the spot, why are they afraid of the next life?!"

Just kidding, Lethe was opened by my aunt.

He needs to be afraid of this?

Besides, the locust tree is forced to be a prostitute, it is really damned, and there is only a trace of remnant soul left, but there is no resentment and resentment, and it is not long to hit the blade of the sword.

When Song Zhili heard this, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up in admiration, and sighed: "It's really heroic, I'm going to leave you far away." ”

He once again changed his opinion of Ye Ling in his heart.

It is said that Jiangnan people are outstanding people, and what he has seen along the way, he is quite unimpressed.

Today I finally met one, Ye Ling is young, what he does and what he says, but he already has the wind of ancient heroes who are majestic mountains and rivers.