At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng rode on the hilt of the Lingxu Knife, as if riding on the tail of a black dragon, he began to open his eyes to look at this world, and looked very seriously, once he went, this world has changed, there was no color, only gray, and now there is color, it is blood.

It is the blood that awakens this world, and it also awakens the will of this world, and the will of this world still has memories for him, so it can be used by him, and there is another scene in the barrenness in Xiao Jiansheng's eyes at this moment.

Xiao Jiansheng rode steadily on the hilt, the Spirit Void Knife felt the smell of blood, and chased towards the smell of blood, he just provided a direction, and the three ancestral realms on the ground were in that direction.

There were people running on the barren land, the team of thousands of people rushed to the direction of the ancient castle, and the hundred people began to retreat far away under the leadership of Mafu, leaving only three ancestors and a luxury chariot on the battlefield where blood had been spilled.

When the Spirit Void Knife was ten feet in the air, it was already a hundred feet long, and the projection of the knife covered all the three ancestral realms, in their thoughts, this long knife should be cut down in the air, but it didn't, but it moved slowly, pressing towards the three people on the ground little by little, which is a little incomprehensible, could it be that this Spirit Void Knife has been completely controlled by Xiao Jiansheng?

Suddenly, a bad idea came to mind between the three of them, how strong should they be to control the weapon of the Spirit Void? Under their perception, Xiao Jiansheng was only still in the Seven Realms.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, then looked up at the huge black knife, and sighed as if they were going to destroy the Lingxu knife and the person on the handle, but no matter how they used their strength, the knife and the person were unmoved, and they were still slowly pressing, and the sword intent belonging to the Lingxu was also released little by little.

Boil the frog in warm water.

At the beginning, the sword intent was as comfortable as the wind, and then the comfortable wind was mixed with the cold component, and then, the cold turned into a severe cold, and at the same time, it also made the hearts of the three ancestors chill.

Indeed, at this moment, the Spirit Void Knife has already become Xiao Jiansheng's Spirit Void Knife, not the Spirit Void Knife, he slowly released the sword intent, just like his anger gradually vented out, because this place had given him life, he didn't want to cut this land in half.

When the Lingxu Knife Intent controlled by Xiao Jiansheng released fifty percent, the three people below already felt that their lives were threatened, especially the ancestor of the Yan family, the sword in his hand soared into the sky, vowing to take advantage of the situation to kill him, but under the suppression of the sword intent, his sword could not fly ten zhang away at all

left, and turned back.

In a fit of rage, the ancestor of the Yan family shouted: "The surname is Xiao, what are you going to do if you fall to the ground today?"

Xiao Jiansheng pricked up his ears and was listening to the chanting, and when he heard the unkind tone of the ancestor of the Yan family, he looked at him with a faint face and smiled: "I'm going to tell you a story about the Nine Stars Round, do you want to listen to it?"

The ancestor of the Yan family smiled coldly and said: "Nonsense, you must know that the end of the law opens the innate elephant first. ”

Xiao Jiansheng smiled slightly: "Is it nonsense, you can feel it yourself." ”

Maybe it was because of Xiao Jiansheng's reminder, or maybe they didn't think that the end of the Dharma would come at this time, when the three ancestors looked at the deep space far away with a suspicious attitude, their faces gradually changed, and the three of them seemed to be a few years older all of a sudden.

After a few breaths, the ancestor of the Yan family sighed with emotion: "No matter what, you need to give the Yan family an explanation for Yan Yici's death." ”

Xiao Jiansheng nodded slightly and said, "Yes." ”

The next moment, the ancestor of the Yan family went up between him, and came to a position that was as high as Xiao Jiansheng, his feet fell on the position of the blade, and he didn't say much, only conveyed a complicated look, and slashed it with a sword.

That sword is not as complicated as the sword that slaughtered Tielin, it is very simple to kill a sword, which is no different from the knife in the butcher's hand, purely slashing Xiao Jiansheng a sword, this sword contains the power of the law of an old ancestral realm, as if it represents the will of heaven, however, when a sword is about to fall on Xiao Jiansheng's head, the power of the law contained in the sword quietly disappears, and there is only a few sword intent left, this sword intent swayed Xiao Jiansheng's pale hair, swayed his clothes, but did not sway the expression on his face.

Just when the ancestor of the Yan family struggled to raise the sword in his hand and then struggled to advance to a certain distance, with a bang, the sword in his hand turned into nothingness, and there was no sword in his hand, so naturally he couldn't talk about killing.

The ancestor of the Yan family stood on the blade of the sword, his heart churning like a sea.

He had grown to the point where even the Ancestral Realm could not get close, and he could already ignore the hard blows of a Ancestral Realm powerhouse, he ......

At this moment, the ancestor of the Yan family was extremely complicated in his heart, he let out a long sigh, he couldn't say why, he looked at Xiao Jiansheng in a daze, as if he had a thousand words, but he couldn't say a word, powerless, inaction.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng said calmly to the ancestor of the Yan family: "There are still three days to go, the Yan family needs seniors, and the Western Wilderness also needs seniors. ”

The ancestor of the Yan family had gloomy eyes

Standing there, not moving or speaking, it seemed that after a long time, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and said to himself: "Three days? It should be three days, it seems that the old man is incompetent, and he is ashamed of the ancestors of the Yan family, but ......"

He didn't say any more, turned around and walked down, and after turning around, he seemed to have let go of a lot of things, and his face slowly calmed down.

When the ancestor of the Yan family passed by with the other two ancestors, the two showed their intention to stay, but in the end they did not say the words left, when the ancestor of the Yan family suddenly walked towards the outside of this barren land, the two looked at Xiao Jiansheng in unison.

Xiao Jiansheng also looked at the two of them condescendingly, and said calmly: "The two seniors can choose to leave or choose to stay. ”

Maybe it was the reason why the ancestor of the Yan family left suddenly, the two of them were very hesitant, go, very faceless, don't go, face is there, but it is likely that their lives are gone, they have seen through today's situation, Xiao Jiansheng's real enemy today is Ma Xingkong in the chariot, not them.

"Three days, it's really not much. ”

"Suddenly I felt like I had a lot to do. ”

"Yes, the girl in the family is getting married, and the time is tomorrow, shouting that the old man has to send her husband in person, hey!"

Next, the two old men looked at each other and smiled, and then smiled faintly at Xiao Jiansheng, without glancing at the direction of the chariot, and calmly looked for the footprints of the ancestor of the Yan family.

With the departure of the three ancestors, the barren land quieted down, the quiet even the wind swirling on the sand stopped, and the clouds in the sky stopped comfortably, but this kind of silence did not make people feel comfortable, but gave people a sense of death, as if everything was going to die.

Until a low chant broke the deathly silence.

It seemed to be disturbed for no reason, and the black horse in charge of the luxury chariot made a silent neighing sound, and then, a person walked out of the chariot, and the person looked at Xiao Jiansheng on the hilt of the Lingxu knife from a distance, stretched his waist for a long time, and then raised a finger freehand, and gently pointed a little in the air in front of him, as if an ink pen was very careful to point a sentence on the ink paper with an end symbol.

However, that point fell in Xiao Jiansheng's eyes, as heavy as Moshan, as if it encompassed a world as grand, when Xiao Jiansheng was thinking about what kind of realm Ma Xingkong was now, that point floated towards him with a white shining.

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