People, born in the world, can lose, can retreat, but must not lose the second time, take a second step back, the so-called step back the sea and the sky, leave the green mountains, not afraid of no firewood, all nonsense.

If you want to live, if you want to live better than others, you have to be crazier than others.

Hongyue looked at Ye Ling, her face was contemplative, and she nodded, with a touch of firmness in her expression.

"Childe, I see. ”

Ye Ling looked at her, nodded, and looked at a figure sitting cross-legged on the lake, Hongyue also followed Ye Ling's gaze, her eyes condensed, bowed slightly, and retreated.

Three swords, he has been sitting on this lake for nine days, carrying three swords, looking up at the sky, he is indifferent, he doesn't know what he is looking at, he doesn't know what he is thinking, and he doesn't seem to be cultivating.

In the entire Jingyue Pavilion, except for Ye Ling, the only one who understands the strength of the three swords is Hongyue, with one sword, he broke the heavenly firmament, divided the cloud lake, and beheaded a powerful venerable, which she witnessed with her own eyes.

She had seen many strong people, many powerful Venerables, but she couldn't imagine that anyone could survive under this sword, and she didn't know why, such a strong man was willing to follow behind Ye Ling.

In the past nine days, Ye Ling didn't step out of the Jingyue Pavilion at all, just looked at the three knives on the lake, and it was calm, but she understood that calmness might be the prelude to a certain storm.

Ye Ling wants to do one thing, this one thing may be related to the entrance assessment of tomorrow's Divine Sect disciples, Ye Ling has demonic qualifications, but he has already stepped into the realm of Daowu before the age of fifty, and has the ambition to shock the world, such a person will definitely not be bound by a Cangyuan world.

Although she didn't know how Ye Ling would get out of the Cangyuan World, she knew that Ye Ling would definitely be able to do it.

A wisp of cold wind rushed into the room with a little moist breath, blowing a strand of hair between Ye Ling's ears, and it had rained outside for some time, like wool, flying all over the sky.

Sandao stood on the surface of the lake, still indifferent, as if unconscious, looking up at the world from afar.

"It's raining. ”

In Sikong Mansion, Qingyu Daoist stood in the courtyard, looking at the drizzle in the sky, and there was silence.

He was waiting, he had been waiting for nine days, and he still hadn't waited for Ye Ling, Ye Ling, and in the end he still didn't come to him, and Venerable Shenglong had arranged everything before leaving, but he still missed a little.

Ye Ling has never been such an easy person to control, and he may not be willing to take the road that is too easy.

"Master. ”

Behind, Sikong Bing looked at the Qingyu Daoist, his expression was different, and the Qingyu Daoist turned his head to look at him.

"The road, they all came out by themselves, the quota of the three disciples of the Divine Sect, I can't help you, everything depends on you, if you lose, you will no longer be my apprentice. ”

Qingyu Daoren said lightly, glanced at Sikong Bing, turned around, took a step, and disappeared into the courtyard, Sikong Bing looked at an empty courtyard, there was silence, and there was a hint of madness suppressed in his eyes.

The night darkened little by little, and the rain kept falling, carrying a cool breeze into every house, as if it was an omen of something, and no one could sleep this night.

At dawn, the sky was still gray, the drizzle continued, and it still did not stop, one by one, people walked out of the room, walked onto the street, walked up to the sky, and all headed towards Taixuan Square.

They are all the pinnacle of Tianwu, tens of thousands, I don't know how many people, covering a piece of the sky, they are all geniuses, the aura is thin, and the essence is vigorous, so that a piece of the sky is flooded with energy tides.

"Get out of here!"

A person, holding an iron spear, surrounded by terrifying gun intent, tore through the sky, and walked away, and a group of people looked at the back of this person, all with a dignified face.

Iron spear, the existence of the younger generation of Taixuanwu Mansion second only to Ye Ling, he came, and he was followed by a group of disciples of Taixuanwu Mansion, all of whom were at the peak of Tianwu, and they were full of energy.

"An iron spear, I really thought he was invincible in the world, and he lost to the holy daughter of my Dongzhou Library. ”

One person said, and a group of people looked and saw a woman, with silver hair like snow, a cold face, carrying a knife on her back, walking slowly, and everyone along the way forced back.

Ji Wuxue!

No one can forget this person, a truly terrifying genius, the person who defeated Sikong Bing and Situ Tongshi, it turned out that she won the iron spear, and the Tianjiao of the Cangyuan world was almost defeated in her hands.

Suddenly, a group of people thought of Shadow, the second person of Dark Moon, how strong should that person be if he can defeat Ji Wuxue?

Behind Ji Wuxue, there was also a person who was escorted by a group of people from the Dongzhou Dynasty, an elegant young man, holding a folding fan and a smile on his face, following behind Ji Wuxue.

"Dongqiu Shizi!"

There is a humane, who recognized him, and he is also a genius, and Dongzhou Shuge is second only to Ji Wuxue.

In another piece of the sky, a person covered in frost and froze an area around him appeared, and everyone looked at this person as a stranger, Sikong Bing, the young master of Sikong Mansion.

It's still the same as it used to be, with a cold face, but it seems to be something more than it used to be.

Situ Tongshi, not coming from the sky, just on foot, dressed in gray clothes, walked step by step, and every step fell a piece of ground was a tremble, as if a mountain was moving.

A group of people looked at Situ Tongshi, all with dignified faces, Situ Tongshi was stronger than before.

One by one, geniuses are all famous people in one place, but most of them have become foils here, there are many geniuses, and some people are no longer geniuses.

Suddenly!

The world was suffocated, and almost everyone looked towards one place, including Ji Wuxue, Sikong Bing and others.

There stood two people, one dressed in white, wearing a mask, on which a silver dragon hovered, stained with blood, carrying a sword, and one person, as if occupying a piece of the sky.

Lord of the Dark Moon!

Looking at this person, everyone's hearts came to the mind that in addition to this one name, the master of the dark moon, he also came.

There was another person next to him, a woman, dressed in red, as bright as blood, with a bewitching aura, which made people unable to take their eyes off at a glance, and it was the person in the rumor.

The third person of Dark Moon, Red Moon, once had a battle with Ji Wuxue on the Cloud Lake, and he is also a demonic figure.

The Lord of the Dark Moon and the Red Moon are here, and the shadow, almost everyone is looking for it, but they haven't found that shadow behind the Lord of the Dark Moon, he doesn't seem to have come.

Shadow, defeated Ji Wuxue, it is almost recognized that he will definitely be able to win a place as a disciple of the Divine Sect, but he didn't come, why, is it because he is a demon?

(End of chapter)