The appearance of the Creation Demon Sword represents the demon body's intervention in the future catastrophe of heaven and earth, although Yue Jiangliu does not know the specific reason, but he also understands that it is always good to prepare early.

Although the disaster of the ancient road of virtue was redeemed by the emperor Confucianism with the art of reversing the sky, the casualties caused were still not small, and the disaster relief Yue Jiangliu no longer cared about. And before you go back, you also need to pick the fruit first.

When I got the demon body cross-border demon seed, after some enlightenment, the "bundle of demon seals" became more and more wonderful, once the spell was planted, it was like being planted with a demon seed, and the body and mind were exposed to become the sorcerer's food.

The future of Zai's cultivation is earth-shattering, and the evil element has been transformed into perfection, and it has reached the realm of unhindered chaos. Although he planted the magic seal when the battle of his sword pavilion fell into weakness and revealed his flaws, although it was a little beneficial, it was also done, and the real harvest still had to wait.

But the magic seal planted on Wu Yushi's body is different, and the mystery of the magic seal is vividly played.

In the past few days, the magic seal has been spread frequently, and Yuejiangliu understands that the fruit is finally ripe.

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Shaode Village

A delicate and beautiful woman clutched the quilt tightly with her pale hands, and shouted intermittently: "Don't... Fast... Come back... Waiting for you! The expression was painful and sad, and he was falling into a nightmare.

"Weak leaves, weak leaves, wake up!"

Next to the hospital bed, a fat woman with a height and width, a face like a full moon, and a horse running on her arms gently pushed the nightmare person with concern, trying to wake her up.

The woman in the nightmare, Weak Ye, woke up suddenly, her eyes were already teary, she threw herself into the arms of the fat girl and said sadly: "Xiaocha, I dreamed of him, he is full of... Covered in blood, he said he wasn't coming back! ”

The fat girl Xiaocha hugged the weak leaf and comforted: "Weak leaf, don't worry, dreams are all reversed." When you dream of blood, the blood is red, and this is auspicious. He said in his dream that he would not come back, so he must be coming back soon. ”

"Really?" Weak Leaf asked with a low sob. "It's been seven years, won't he have forgotten me!"

"Of course not!" The fat girl Xiaocha said. "You, one day lying in bed, I was thinking a little cranky, and a few days ago I saw a very beautiful little white flower blooming in front of the Lone Star Cliff. I'll show you there. ”

"Hmm!" If Ye didn't want Xiaocha to worry, he squeezed out a smile and agreed.

Lone Star Cliff is located not far from Shaode Village, with cliffs on three sides, a cliff is flat, and it is named after the shape of a lone star.

In Shaode Village, weak leaves are very famous, and the young people in the village all admire her and help her openly and secretly. And the big tree Bai Xiaocha is even more famous, she is lively and cheerful, helpful and kind-hearted, both the elderly and children like her very much. But she also has something to worry about, that is, the method of scaring children is spread in ten miles and eight towns: "If you make trouble again, you will say that the big tree will be your wife." ”

Along the way, the villagers greeted the two warmly.

When I came to the Lone Star Cliff, a small bright white flower grew strong on the ground in front of a boulder, weak but strong. The breeze blows, and the petals shake gently, creating a faint fragrance.

"Is that the little white flower?" Wakaba slowly approached the boulder.

And in the void that no one can see, a pair of indifferent eyes on the boulder in front of the little white flower are staring closely at the weak leaf that is getting closer and closer. The grim reaper's scythe on his shoulder flickered with cold light, and it was aimed at the weak leaf that was slowly approaching.

The Wei tribe, from the most glorious name of the dead country, is indifferent and cruel, indulges in killing all his life, and is invisible and invisible, which is a terrifying legend of the dead country.

Abandoning the sky and destroying the world, the realm is opened, and the mysterious passage of the dead country is finally opened, and the first thing that stands out are the two strongest beasts in the dead country.

One is that Hades is good at playing with people's hearts, and a few days ago, he used his own shadowlessness and invisibility to make the endless sea of learning restless.

The other is Sirius, who is alone on the lone star cliff in front of him.

The weak leaves gradually approached the boulder, and he did not notice that the death scythe was already on his neck. A foot away from the flower, Sirius did not hesitate, and the death scythe was about to fall to the ground in front of him.

Just when the fate of the weak leaf was about to reach the end, a dark and cold wind suddenly appeared. With a "sonorous bang", a sword appeared in the whirlwind and held Sirius' nirvana scythe.

Death and life flowed, and the weak leaf was unaware, and slowly sat down against the stone and shouted: "Little tea, this little white flower is so beautiful!" ”

"Hmm!" Bai Xiaocha also came over and sat down against the stone: "Weak leaf, you see, this little white flower is so strong, even if there is no soil, it can't stop him from blooming!" ”

On the stone, the sudden guest was also invisible and shadowless, and the sword light was intertwined with the Sirius War, which wanted to take Wakaba's life.

Under the stone, Bai Xiaocha and Weak Leaf sat on their knees, looking at Xiao Baihua with their eyes intent, and they didn't feel the fight of life and death above their heads.

Sirius forced back the shadows with a scythe, and looked at it indifferently: "You are shadowless and formless, but you are not a Clan!" What the hell are you. Evil spirits? No! Devil? No! ”

"Kill!" The shadow eyes were even more hollow, and with a swing of the sword, he came forward again.

Swords and swords, compared to the strongest demon, the inexplicable shadow has a weak foundation after all, Sirius made a false move, the scythe of death came out from his back, and as soon as the cold front passed, the shadow immediately stopped and broke off, turning into green smoke and disappearing.

Once the obstacle was gone, Sirius scythe swung and then slashed at the weak leaf.

At this moment, the shadow that had disappeared appeared out of thin air again, and the swordsmanship became sharper and sharper, and it was a mess with Sirius.

Moments later, the shadow was slain again.

Facing the inexplicable shadow, Sirius frowned: "What is this, it can't be killed?" ”

Seeing that the two girls under the stone were just sitting quietly, without disturbing the little white flower, Sirius no longer moved.

"As long as I move my murderous thoughts against this woman, will the shadow appear?" Sirius guessed in his heart.

……

The wind rose, and the weak leaf, who was weak, couldn't help but shiver. said: "Xiaocha, it's so cold here, let's take the little white flower home!" ”

Before Bai Xiaocha could answer, Sirius's killing thoughts had already risen. The power of the god of death was no longer retained, and the scythe cut through the sky and swallowed three zhang of cold light.

The weak leaf crisis is approaching, the shadow is reappearing, and a sword is the key. However, the foundation is very different, and the price of shattering the sword and killing people only makes the Sirius sickle offset by three inches.

With a "bang", the weak leaf Bai Xiaocha suddenly saw that the boulder behind him was inexplicably divided into two, and the gap was extremely neat.

"W-what's going on?" Bai Xiaocha, who was taken aback, looked around. "Is there a ghost?"

Inexplicably, he took Bai Xiaocha's hand and said, "Xiaocha, I feel that he is back, and he is by my side." ”

Bai Xiaocha asked, "Who?" ”

"That's him!"

"Impossible, where?"

And right in front of the two of them, next to the invisible one. The war is in full swing, no, it is a one-sided slaughter, a slaughter of a black shadow.

One kills with a scythe and slaughters mercilessly; The cycle of life and death is endless. Circumambulating the demon takes pleasure in killing, and in the face of infinitely reborn opponents, it gradually feels boring.

"Why don't you die?" Sirius asked as he killed.

The killing continued, and the destructive power became more and more powerful, gradually spreading to all sides. The strong strength exploded, and the two women were surrounded by natural disasters, where would Bai Xiaocha not understand, in the invisible place in front of him, there was a terrifying legend, ghost!

"Weak... Weak leaves, with... Ghosts! Bai Xiaocha clutched the weak leaf's hand tightly and said in fear.

On the other hand, the weak leaf, as if she couldn't see the destruction in front of her, fell into an inexplicable emotion, she shouted at Siye: "Is it you, you're back!" ”

"I know, the dream that night was true..."

"Why..."

"As long as I'm with you, even... One day is enough..."

The weak leaf, who was getting more and more excited, changed into a person, his eyes were empty, and he fell into hysteria.

Bai Xiaocha hugged the weak leaf tightly and shouted loudly: "Weak leaf, weak leaf, what's wrong with you?" ”

And in front of the invisible eyes of Bai Xiaocha and the others, the shadow eyes of the battle with Sirius gradually shed blood and tears, and their breath boiled, which actually led to the chaos of yin and yang around them, adding three points of combat power.

The war escalated, the forces of the two sides gradually became uncontrollable, and the rumbling sound of destruction spread all over the center of the Lone Star Cliff, and the people of Shaode Village, who had long been tormented by natural disasters, suddenly turned into ants in the fire and ran around.

Far away, Xuehai Wuyi sent a disaster relief base, and the host, Xueguan Wat Shaocheng, noticed the changes in heaven and earth, and hurriedly gave an order to turn into light and come to check.

The lightning shone quickly, and with his breath, Wat Shaocheng had come to the battlefield Lone Star Cliff in an instant.

"This, what the hell is going on!" In front of me is the invisible sword light, the inaudible killing. Only the destructive power that was constantly fighting and scattering everywhere, Wat Shaocheng was horrified.

The strange scene made Wat Shaocheng familiar and unfamiliar, and he suddenly had an inspiration: "Could it be that not long ago, Xuehai was haunted... There is more than one ghost. ”

The more he observed, the more convinced Wat Shaocheng became of his conjecture, and with a pinch, Feixin had already issued: "The order must be notified as soon as possible." ”

"Sir, help, there's a ghost!" Seeing Wat Shaocheng, Bai Xiaocha immediately shouted for help.

Shaode Village is also the disaster area that Wat Shaocheng is responsible for, Bai Xiaocha naturally knows this elegant and humble Confucian student, and when he sees it at this time, he suddenly has hope for life in his heart.

Wat Shaocheng followed the sound and saw a woman poking her head out from behind the stone, holding another unconscious girl in her arms.

"Where righteousness lies, it is not inclined to power, and it is not concerned about its interests." This is the heart of Confucianism. Although Wat Shaocheng knew the danger in front of him, he stopped. He said loudly, "Girl, don't panic, wait for me." ”

Since he couldn't see, his eyes were useless, and Wat Shaocheng gradually closed his eyes.

Keep your heart upright, don't think about it, and quietly feel the vitality in front of you.

"This is it!" With a heavy drink, Wat Shaocheng Confucian Sect Zhenyuan was full, his body was like a bird and white sand extinction, and his feet on a meteor broke into the killing field without a trace.

The "dangerous" mind suddenly became alert, and Wat Shaocheng leaned lightly to the side, only to see the hair on his forehead falling silently into the air. escaped death, Wat Shaocheng only felt a chill in his heart.

The closer I got to the two girls, the heavier my heart became. It was as if it was the source of death.

In a few steps, Wat Shaocheng was in danger several times, and his body was already drenched in blood.

"Sir, don't come here, you can go quickly." Bai Xiaocha saw that Wat Shaocheng was covered in blood, and couldn't help but change his mind and shouted loudly.

Bai Xiaocha hugged the weak leaf who fell to the ground after catharsis just now, and thought in his heart: How can he take the life of another person again.

"Girl, don't give up, hold on." Wat Shaocheng said loudly.

The footsteps are continuous, suddenly feel the vitality, Wat Shaocheng is overjoyed, step in, and do not feel that he is about to settle down, a small white flower is blooming brilliantly.

"Humph!" An inexplicable cold snort sounded in front of Wat Shaocheng's invisible eyes, followed by a killing intent that was cold to the bone marrow.

When the killing machine struck, Wat Shaocheng only felt that an invisible sword light covered the heavens and the earth, and he couldn't help shouting: "My life is over!" ”

At this moment, a poem suddenly came from the sky:

"The sword is a flower, and the twenty years are drowned for whom; The heart is cold, the meridian is poured, who is it now? ”

Before everyone could turn back, a palm from outside the sky had already broken the battle situation.

Wat Shaocheng got the help of a palm, escaped with his life in an instant, and hurriedly protected Bai Xiaocha and the unconscious weak leaf behind him, before turning back to see the person who saved his life.

In the smoke and dust, I saw a pair of eyes that were affectionate and seemed to be ruthless, just one glance, Wat Shaocheng thought of the woman who was looking forward to her lover in the rain alley in the south of the Yangtze River, and seemed to see the eternal Tianshan Mountain.

Wat Shaocheng hurriedly collected his thoughts, and saw a person with green silk and high silk, white gauze like snow, beautiful jade hanging from his waist, and Shanshan with a scroll in his hand.

Seeing the person coming clearly, Wat Shaocheng's face turned blue, his fists clenched secretly, and he said dryly: "It's you!" ”