The wind was whistling, the smoke and dust were flying, the whole sky was hazy, and the people who had gone away were hidden in the wind and sand, and their backs disappeared.

Perhaps because the Golden Crow was leaving, the grass and trees of the Dead Land, which had always been lush, had a withered yellow color for the first time in this year.

Withered yellow, this is the color of autumn, the color of sorrow, the color of parting.

Through this sorrow, the wind is also worried, and the people walking in the wind and sand are also worried. They are all sorrows, but they are different sorrows, the scenery and wind are all sorrows, and people are sorrows.

Even though the sky is full of gloom, this person with only a back is still free and easy like the wind, there is no autumn in his eyes, let alone wind and sand, there is only one direction in his eyes from beginning to end, a direction that exists in his heart.

"Buzz~~Huzz!" a roar suddenly roared in the wind and sand.

The sound came quickly, even the howling wind was stopped, and the man in the wind and sand also stopped, and he squinted his eyes lightly towards the end of the wind and sand, and looked in the direction of the roaring sound.

Suddenly, two flames rushed towards the people in the wind and sand, and a moment later, they left a "boom" all over the ground.

In his eyes, the Mo family mecha stood in the wind and sand and looked at the people in the wind and sand, and said in the buzzing and roaring mechanical sound: "First time!" With that, two vacuum cannons flew out in an instant and hit the people standing in the wind and sand.

In the face of the killing machine, the man in the wind and sand slowly took off his robe to reveal his bronzed skin, and then his eyes were completely open regardless of the wind and sand, and suddenly two strong lights met the vacuum cannon emitted by the mecha.

"The Prison God has fallen. In an instant, before the people of the Mo family were making a move, a soft word came into the ears of the people of the Mo family.

The sound only came into the ears, the wind and sand changed color, everything was dry and yellow, and only sorrowful red remained.

In the red wind and sand, the withered eagle held the prison god who had turned into the color of blood killing, and then put the knife behind his back, and without even looking at the Mo family mecha next to him, he kicked away in the dust.

After a long time, the wind and sand withered and yellowed again, and the Mo family mecha slowly climbed up, and the Mo family mecha at this time was already dilapidated, almost completely broken.

After a while, six people slowly walked out of the mecha, and the only female voice among them said, "It's so strong." ”

"Senior Sister Xingyue, now that the mecha has been destroyed, what should I do next?" asked a young man who was very close to the woman on the side.

"It's okay, it's just to consume him, now that the task is over, we can leave when the people of the Legalist send the things. The woman who was famous as Xingyue gently touched the young man's head and replied. Then the woman turned her head to look at a big man and continued: "Senior brother, how about going to watch the battle?"

After hearing this, the leading big man pondered, and after a while, he spoke: "Legendary battles are rare, although this mission has applied for a legendary mecha, but after all, it is the gap between foreign objects and people...... But now that there are no mechas, if they are affected by the aftermath of their battle, it will not be so comfortable. “

"Don't worry, senior brother, I applied for a nano hut for this mission, which should be able to protect us from being affected by the battle. As soon as Dahan finished speaking, the young man who was very doted on by the woman immediately said something.

"Ha! Sure enough, he is the most talented junior brother of this year, and he is really well prepared! Then let's go. The big man laughed, and took the lead in the direction where the withered eagle had left.

Then, the disciples of the Mo family also followed one after another.

After the wind and sand, there is a river, and the river is turbulent, like the waves rushing.

In the waves, a scholar stood on a boat and slowly sailed towards the riverbank.

The withered eagle stood quietly on the riverbank, he didn't move, was he waiting for the scholar to pick him up? Sure enough, after the scholar's wooden boat arrived, the withered eagle went straight up. In the river, between the rough waves, the boat was bumpy like flying, but no matter how turbulent the waves were, the thin wooden boat still did not drip.

After driving for a long time, the scholar didn't say a word, and the withered eagle didn't say a word, and the two seemed to have known each other for a long time, but it seemed that they had never known each other.

"Bang. With a soft sound, the wooden boat crashed into the riverbank, and it was unthinkable that the wooden boat, which had survived the rough seas, could be destroyed like this.

As the boat shattered, the two men ashore understood that it was time to separate.

"Your ghost yuan can swing this knife four times, I went there once, and now I am going once, how about it?" The scholar was Meng Xiran, and when he got ashore, he looked back at the withered eagle and said slowly.

"Yes. Without saying much, he responded with one word, and lightly lifted the prison god with one hand, the pitch-black broadsword that used to look dozens of meters has now changed its appearance and has become a blood-colored blade of more than one meter.

The color of the blood seems to have indicated the way ahead, and it seems to indicate that someone is going to lie down on this road.

"Slash!" With a light slash, the prison god was still cut out of the enemy's heart.

But this time, Meng Xiran did not choose to break the sword in his heart, but chose to break the knife with a sword. Seeing that Meng Xiran's long sword was on fire, the flame of life ignited, what kind of flame is the hottest in the world? That is the flame of life!

The crimson sword, the blood-red sword, two reds that are both the same and different, a stab, a slash, is the most extreme collision of swords.

This time, the duel was silent, and even the two of them only moved once, and then there was a dead silence.....

After a long time, the fragments of the broken wooden boat on the shore were carried away by the waves, and the people who went on the road were on the road again. In the sound of the waves, Meng Xiran looked at the distant figure and said, "Ha, it's really a bitter send-off." ”

On the other side of the river, the disciples of the Mo family watched the two of them finish the competition, and the leading man asked, "Have you ever understood?"

"No, I don't understand a single point. The only woman, Xingyue, replied.

"It's like a different world from what we learned...."The genius junior brother of the Mo family slowly spit out.

After hearing this, the big-headed man smiled and said: "Haha, without mecha, all the rules are close to the Tao, although I know the formula, but the numbers are counted in hundreds of millions, how can human brain power deduce." ”

"Then how can they understand?" asked the genius junior brother very unconvinced.

"Heart, they look at the world with God with their hearts.... And we are using our brains and logic. Xingyue replied softly.

"Do you want to keep reading? I can't understand it, it's a waste of time. One of the six said.

"Of course you have to see!" the leader replied in a positive voice, and crossed the river.

Seeing this, the five people behind also hurriedly followed, and when they left, the genius little junior brother quietly leaned in his senior sister Xingyue's ear and said, "Senior sister, senior brother seems to be a little different." ”

For this doubt, Xingyue naturally understood, because this senior brother has always been extremely jealous of her and the little junior brother, and will always find a way to pit the two of them, but recently this senior brother has become kind, as if he has found what he is looking for, so what he was jealous of in the past is not worth mentioning.

"It's okay, you and my souls are connected to Mozi, as long as there is danger, we will leave directly. Xingyue replied, and then touched Shao's head dotingly.

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