In the dark corridor, those blood-colored eyes reappeared.

Yuan Chen looked at that eye again.

A palpitation emerged.

Last time, the moment Yuan Chen met his blood-colored eyes, he woke up.

This time, he saw the owner of the blood-colored eyes clearly.

The young man was dressed in red, his hair was dark purple, his ears were pointed, his skin was fair, and his hands were stained with blood.

He smiled, and the eyes of Hong Hong and Hong Bing also became blood-red.

The young man raised his hand slightly, and Hong Hong and Hong Bing rushed towards Yuanchen.

"He can see me. ”

Source dust is now in the form of a soul, and the only one who can mobilize is the sharp edge of the immortals.

The tip of the Zhuxian Sword is the sharpest fragment of the Zhuxian Sword.

Yuan Chen silently recited the incantation, and waved the sharp edge of the immortal with one hand.

I saw a white light rushing out, as if cutting through eternity.

"As soon as the fairy sword comes out of the world and cries, what does it matter if the world is destroyed!"

Burst!

Burst!

The white light penetrated Hong Honghong's body, but it was not stained with blood.

Hong Honghong Bing's eyes faded red, and his expression was slightly stunned.

"Ah, where did this fire come from? ”

"It's hot, it's hot. ”

Green sparks ignited, enveloping the two bloody men.

"This ...... It's karmic fire, hell karmic fire. ”

Yuan Chen's eyes were cold, and there was no pity at all.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

Within a moment, Hong Hong and Hong Bing had turned into ashes.

However, his soul was absorbed by the sharp of the immortals, and his eternal life was corrupted by the karmic fire of hell.

What is Zhu Xian?

Immortals are hard to destroy, and they are also difficult to bury;

Only the immortals can be buried.

Retracting the sharp edge of the immortals, Yuan Chen looked at the exotic boy.

The red-eyed boy in the mural of the right stone room appeared, and Yuan Chen was indeed surprised.

The exotic boy stared at Yuan Chen's eyes burningly, and there were suddenly demonic words flashing in his red eyes.

Yuan Chen was stunned for a moment, and there were also demonic words flashing in his eyes.

The sharp edge of the immortal flashed slightly, and Yuan Chen was suddenly alert.

While gasping for breath, Yuanchen hurriedly closed his eyes.

These eyes are poisonous!

I almost fell on the road.

Yuanchen suddenly felt that there was long hair entangled, and a faint fragrance emerged.

A sad female voice rang out, echoing through the dark corridors.

It also exploded in the ears of Yuanchen.

"White Emperor, I miss you. ”

The darkness was raging, flooding the entire catacombs.

It also buried a secret of the prehistoric years.

Yuanchen woke up and opened his eyes in confusion.

The bear in his arms was tightened by him and let out a cry of dissatisfaction.

Yuanchen broke free from the snowball, just in time to see a boy trying to find something.

The boy was two or three years old and dressed in tatters.

As soon as Yuan Chen showed his head, the boy was obviously frightened.

Slipped backwards and collapsed to the ground.

When Yuan Chen saw this boy, a sense of familiarity arose spontaneously, and at the same time, a surging killing intent poured out from the depths of his soul.

Roselle Ice!

Heaven is just an idle matter, what does it matter if the world is exhausted;

Although the boy was only two or three years old, Yuan Chen recognized the other party at a glance.

Without him, only familiar.

What's more, Luo Shen Bing is the one who killed him, and the feeling in the dark is extremely clear.

Yuan Chen did not hesitate to sword the boy, but he knew the horror of the other party after he grew up.

But at this moment, the Heart-piercing Sword stabbed violently.

Yuan Chen's heart was suddenly painful, it was really piercing his heart.

"Damn the sword piercing the heart, I really love the Lord as much as ever. ”

"I have no ill will. ”

The source dust mouth is the opening of the heart.

Luo Shenbing's eyes flickered, and then he ran away decisively.

Yuanchen was not in a hurry, and after climbing out of the trap laid by Roselle Ice, he shook the snow slag on his body, and then slowly followed the boy's version of Roselle Ice.

Killing Luo Shenbing will definitely not be able to do it, so change him.

Escaping from the Great Snow Source Forest, Roselle Ice went straight into the Flower God City.

The crowd blends into the street and disappears.

Yuanchen didn't catch up with Luo Shen Bing because he was blocked at the city gate.

"Spirit beasts are not allowed to enter. ”

Yuan Chen swept towards the guards in front of him, and suddenly a kind of evil aura emerged from Yuan Chen's body.

Changing Roselle Ice is so important to Source Dust.

If Luo Shenbing still grows according to the original trajectory, maybe Yuanchen will not die, but it is inevitable to become an enemy.

The guards suddenly felt cold all over their bodies, and hurriedly released their outer avatars to protect their bodies.

"Childe is going to Beiling Academy?"

Yuan Chen bowed slightly, and his gaze swept towards the head of the guard who spoke.

"If that's the case, does the boy have a certificate?"

Yuan Chen flipped his hands, and a small and delicate token appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Is this okay?"

"Alright, please come in. ”

Yuan Chen was a little surprised, put away the Northern Spirit Order, and strode into the Flower God City.

"Boss, why did you let him in, according to the regulations, no spirit beasts can appear in the imperial city. ”

One of the guards was a little confused, and the other guards also gave them inquiring looks.

"The Beiling Academy has just come to stipulate that anyone who participates in the Beiling Academy is not allowed to be stopped by soldiers in the Beixue Empire. ”

"Violators, no mercy!"

The guard who had stopped Yuanchen just now suddenly felt that his neck was very weak.

Entering the Flower God City, Yuan Chen was suddenly hit by a young girl.

Another turnover, and Yuanchen was knocked forward and backwards.

"Are you alright? ”

The girl's eyes are bright, gentle and lovely, her long hair hangs down like a black waterfall, and her little face is flushed, which is pitiful.

Yuanchen got up and was immediately attracted by the girl's face and temperament.

The descendants of the god of flowers, the smoke of the god of flowers.

Once on the same side, Yuanchen remembered the girl's character.

"Who are you? ”

"I'm Yuanchen, are you going too far? ”

"Haha, excessively, why do you want to be abolished by me?"

"I'm the princess of the god of flowers, you can do whatever you want, can you control it?"

Yuan Chen had seen a lot of stunning colors, but poisonous roses like this were rare.

For such a woman, Yuanchen has always been respectful.

"I'm fine, girl, take care of yourself. ”

Yuanchen turned around and left, not daring to stay.

Hua Shenyan was still tasting the meaning of Yuan Chen's words, but unexpectedly Yuan Chen turned around and disappeared.

The nightingale appeared, standing behind Hua Shenyan, also dumbfounded.

It was the flower god smoke he notified, but he didn't expect Yuanchen to be so alert.

Just by looking at it, it seems that I understand the character of the princess.

"Catch up with him and abolish him. ”

Hua Shenyan's eyes were gloomy, and he was very annoyed.

Yuan Chen escaped from Flower God City and headed straight for another city.

Next stop, Fog City.

Yuanchen didn't know where Luo Shen Ice had gone.

But Fog City is the first place where the two met.

Fog City, as the name suggests, is in fog all year round.

Even if the cold wave washed away, it couldn't blow away the fog.

Foggy City has no guards because it is not needed.

Walking into the fog city, Yuanchen has a feeling of being in a different world.

Following the street, Yuanchen came to a remote alley.

At the end of the alley is a dilapidated house.

Source dust knocks on the door, and the door is opened.

A pale face appeared in front of Yuan Chen's eyes.

Obviously, Luo Shenbing also saw Yuan Chen's face.

"Won't you let me in?"

Yuan Chen spoke, his voice was leisurely, and he couldn't hear joy and sorrow.

Luo Shenbing silently opened the door gently, as if as long as he used force, the entire rotten wooden door would shatter.

"You don't have to try to use the mechanism, I know it. ”

Source dust didn't go in.

Luo Shenbing was shocked, and looked at Yuan Chen in shock.

An unthinkable fear pervades the air.

The mist is surging, like the heart of Roselle Ice.

Luo Shen Bing put down his hand holding the wooden door and turned to sit on a wooden bench.

"You haven't given up killing me yet?"

"You think you can kill me?"

"Or are you sure I won't kill you?"

Yuanchen still hasn't entered the door, and the threshold of the broken house is not high, but it blocks Yuanchen's way.

Just like the battle of the Heavenly Desolate Cliff, Luo Shenbing's calculation cut off the source dust's way of life.