The daylight slowly dissipated, the girl glanced at the sky, stopped laughing, and turned to look at Zhang Mingxin, I don't know if it is to seek pleasure in the heart of the sword, it is rare to say a long sentence to Zhang Mingxin: "You are injured, the evil spirit here is extremely heavy, it is better when there is daylight, now the daylight is gone, if you don't leave, you will die here." ”

Zhang Mingxin was stunned for a moment, remembering that Mo Jingchen had said that he was angry in the valley, soothed his heart, and understood the reason for the discomfort.

The girl looked at the other sword on the ground and said, "This sword...... I don't know if it's yours or mine, I don't feel this sword. ”

The girl took out a bunch of satin and a roll of phantom light out of nowhere, and carried it behind her back. Looking at the sword on the ground, the empty jade palm stretched out and held the hilt.

The lightless and silent sword, the sword body shook, and in an instant, the girl did not pull it out.

The brows furrowed, and after thinking deeply, the girl's hand was strong again, and the sword moved slowly, and the soil loosened and fell, inch by inch, and was pulled up by the jade palm.

After the unearthing, the girl crossed the sword on her chest, looked at the long sword that was nearly four feet, her eyes were surprised, and she reached out and pulled out the sheath.

The sword does not move, the sheath does not move.

Again, it's still the same.

The girl had doubts on her face, and for a while, she also put the sword behind her, looked at Zhang Mingxin, who was staring at her in a daze, and turned her eyes to the black sword on Zhang Mingxin's waist.

"This sword is not yours, it's just strange, I can't pull it out."

Zhang Mingxin nodded.

"You already have a sword, and if you cling to it here, you will die here."

Zhang Mingxin shook his head and said, "I will seek a sword and then go out." I'll find a place where there's light, and I'll be fine. ”

The two looked at each other for a long time. The girl closed her eyes and turned and walked out.

Zhang Mingxin looked at the sky, and also walked towards the place where there was light.

When Zhang Ming's heart moved, his heart jumped, the pain of the heart-destroying heart was already painful, Zhang Mingxin's body was numb, he knelt down on one knee, held the ground with his hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The girl stopped, looked at Zhang Mingxin, and looked suspicious, looking sideways.

In the valley, all the swords shook in unison, and then they shook again.

Then I don't know how many swords, the sound of clanging is endless, flying up and floating in the air, shining with pride.

Those floating swords, all in unison sword groaning, long and long, hundreds of miles hidden in the sword valley, there seems to be a real dragon long groan, its voice is extremely complaining, its voice is extremely sad.

That sound lasted for nine days, and it spread for hundreds of miles outside the Tibetan Sword Valley.

When the people in the valley heard this, they suddenly felt sad in their hearts, and immediately sat on the ground, looking at the sword floating in the air, their minds were disordered, and their limbs were weak.

It is a jade girl, an adult with outstanding talent and a calm mood, who also sits cross-legged on the ground and meditates.

Buried on the Sword Mountain, begging the sword disciples, it is not easy, the face is sad and sad, and the advanced meditation is meditated.

Lu Youzhi's face was gray, his fists were clenched, his eyes were dull, and he said to himself: "The second sword sound, unheard of, this hidden sword valley, at this time, is abnormal, it is bound to harm me because of these disciples, I will be ...... by the sect."

After a long time of sword roaring, they all stopped for a while, and then the sound of clanging and bells was endless.

The sword floating in the air, I don't know how many thousands.

Flashing with a dazzling light, all of them cracked and turned into pieces little by little.

A little bit of glory is scattered in the dirt and reduced to dust.

Those who have been held by the righteous path and the cultivators of the Demon Gate,

Calling clouds and turning rain, driving wind and thunder, proudly the fairy sword of Kyushu,

In an instant, it no longer exists.

In the sound of shattering, heaven and earth are also like sadness.

Even the sword is not immortal......

A blue light, buried in the sword mountain, shot into the sky, exploded in the sky, turned into a seven-point star, flashed three times, and dissipated.

The jade girl looked up at the sky in the direction of Zangjian Mountain, her face was solemn, and she turned to Zhang Mingxin and said: "The Hidden Sword Valley has changed, the master has summoned us on the mountain, go quickly." ”

Zhang Mingxin, who was kneeling on the ground, looked ahead, his face was stunned all the time, he heard the girl's words, but he didn't answer, and turned his head to look at the girl fixedly.

From Zhang Mingxin's eyes, the girl saw a look of doubt, horror, and nervousness, the girl frowned, and was about to say more, but heard Zhang Mingxin shouting to herself: "You go quickly!" ”

The girl's eyebrows jumped, Zhang Mingxin stood up, and rushed towards the girl desperately.

I don't know if the young man is injured and his heart is broken, how can he still get the strength to stand up and run.

The girl's brows furrowed even deeper, her body spun slightly, and Zhang Ming's heart fluttered, her left hand clenched into a fist, and her right hand was already held on the hilt of the Phantom Light Sword.

looked sideways at Zhang Mingxin, but his body flew up into the sky, straight back, and hit the skull of the giant beast.

The girl was startled, quickly took a few steps back, and turned her eyes around.

Everywhere, there was no one, only the sword weapons stuck in the ground, and the broken swords floating in the air, broken and scattered.

Suddenly, the girl's figure flashed repeatedly, her graceful posture retreated again and again, the phantom light sword was pulled out, and she slashed to her side from time to time.

The sword struck a gale.

In the Valley of the Hidden Sword, there is not a trace of breeze.

Zhang Mingxin flew up, and when he hit the beast bone, the girl felt the wind blowing around her.

It's just the wind, and there is nothing, this is what the girl sees in her eyes, and what she feels in the sword.

The phantom light in the girl's hand is also strange, it was originally a fantasy of white light, but at this time, the sword body is transparent, and the white qi inside is still and unmoving, dim and godless.

The girl looked at the sword in her hand, and her brows tightened.

"You, quick...... Walk! Zhang Mingxin on the white bones shouted again.

The boy did not fall on the white bones, but constantly, I don't know what was hitting them, sticking to the white bones.

The young man held the black sword in his hand and slashed forward indiscriminately, but in front of him, it was empty.

The girl looked up at Zhang Mingxin, thought for a long time, and suddenly her body shook, and she took a few steps forward, as if she had been hit by something without a shadow.

The girl's face was painful and surprised, her figure flashed again and again, flashed out of the clearing, avoided the sword weapon on the ground, leaned against the wall, and looked up at Zhang Ming's heart.

"The gale, the ghost, the ghost?" The girl muttered.

The gale blew through her body, causing the girl's internal organs to shreds as if she were torn apart, but fortunately she passed through it, and after the gale passed, the pain disappeared.

The so-called evil qi and evil qi are mostly remnant souls and residual thoughts, gathering but not dispersing, merging in one place, forming invisible things, and they must be evil things. Those who are near, whether they are human or beasts, are all victimized by it, and their hearts are corrupted, and each has its own abilities.

The so-called ghosts and demon souls are after the death of people, demons, and beasts, and one or several souls are condensed but not dispersed because they have obsessions or powers, and they are united but not disabled. Those who can be small are attached to things; Those who are great will wander in heaven and earth. Good and evil are rooted in their mental nature during their lifetime.

The people of the world, because they are hard to see with the naked eye, are afraid of all men, and they are all regarded as evil.

A young girl cultivator has aura in her eyes, and if she is a ghost, she will be able to see it.

Zhang Ming's heart suddenly, fell downward, fell halfway, and seemed to be hit in the back, flying forward, and then in the air, hanging in one place, as if constantly being hit and volleying, only swaying back and forth, left and right.

The girl stared, holding the cold light's hand, and tightened it again.

As long as you enter the Valley of the Hidden Sword, those who are lucky and condense will be killed in an instant by the evil qi, and the phantom light sword is dim and ordinary, and it will not hinder the gale at all.

An incomparably poignant, creepy scream, shouted from Zhang Ming's heart, spread throughout the Tibetan Sword Valley, and the nearest jade girl, listening, her body trembled, and cold sweat broke out.

The sword in Zhang Mingxin's hand was no longer swinging, and his body seemed to be hanging in the air, his hands were clenched, his body was tense, and he closed his eyes and screamed.

Suddenly, Zhang Mingxin's body was swollen with clothes, floating outward, and a huge wind exploded violently from Zhang Mingxin's body, and the sand and soil in the open space were scattered from the ground and cracks.

The sand and stone are like a circle, spreading outward, bouncing on the sword on the ground, tinkling and clanging like a spring.

The girl raised her hand to block the wind and sand, and the wind and sand hit her body, and it was very painful.

Then, Zhang Mingxin's body was like a firecracker, constantly blowing up the gale, the sand flying in the open space was scattered, the cracks on the ground were shattered, and the earth and rocks flew out, shooting straight out.

Near the open space, there are even some that are also crumbling in the impact of sand, gravel and soil.

The girl's face was awe-inspiring, and she retreated along the dodge, avoiding a place where the sand and rocks could not reach. It's just that the gale is still blowing, and the girl's clothes are all close to the back, outlining a graceful figure.

Looking down, the swords inserted in the ground also shook gently with the gale, but the other blades and magic weapons did not waver. In the girl's heart, it was very strange.

"You, you, are bullying me as a child...... Finally...... Yes!!! ......" Zhang Mingxin screamed out a sentence, but was interrupted by pain.

At this time, Zhang Mingxin, what he saw in his eyes were countless people, countless swords, surrounding him, outside the open space, there were countless people holding swords or flying fast, or slow, or jumping lightly, flashing out from the depths of the Hidden Sword Valley, coming to him in all directions.

Countless people with different swords and different forms are rushing towards their bodies, stabbing their bodies with swords, their hearts, lungs, livers, and dantian......

It's just that if you say it's a human being, it's just an illusory shadow.

When the sword pierced into the body, the phantom either sneered, or screamed, or was vicious, or angry, or sad, or ruthless, and then the phantom exploded, but the sword was submerged in Zhang Ming's mental body.

Sometimes, just one person stabbed with a sword, and sometimes several people stabbed in unison.

When the sword entered the body, the internal organs seemed to be torn to pieces, and the pain made Zhang Ming's heart hurt, and he couldn't even faint.

The white phantom with different appearances, the faces with different faces, and even, even when they close their eyes, can be seen, reflecting into Zhang Mingxin's heart, Zhang Mingxin seems to see in a moment of pain, the owner of that face seems to be telling something.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Mingxin was suffocated in the volley, his clothes were quiet, he fell, fell to the ground, and fell into a round pit.

The open space was blown out of a round pit by strong winds, the pit wall was smooth, and the mud and sand in the pit were difficult to find.

The jade girl watched Zhang Ming's heart fall from a distance, thought about it, looked at the sky, and looked around left and right, her feet were gentle, her hands held the phantom light, and she walked towards Zhang Mingxin carefully.

Stepping on the ground, there was a "click" sound, and the ground was full of broken swords and broken iron.

Within a hundred feet of the clearing, there was not a single sword standing, all of them were dust, only swords, guns, giant axes and other blades and magic weapons remained, and a few were standing, and for some reason, they seemed to be not destroyed by the strong wind.

And in the sky, I don't know if it was accidental, or a big hole blown by the strong wind, the bright sunshine rarely shone in this hidden sword valley, the gold and iron fragments on the ground, shining brightly, and the evil qi was gone, but the big hole in the sky was being swallowed up by the gray color little by little, I am afraid that it will not be long before the light will go again.

The girl stood on the edge of the pit, looking at Zhang Mingxin, lying at the bottom of the pit with her head down, motionless. After thinking about it, he walked slowly and carefully down the pit until he reached Zhang Ming's heart.

Zhang Mingxin suddenly raised his head and saw the girl, his eyes seemed to be happy, and his mouth opened slightly.

The girl was so frightened by Zhang Mingxin that her eyebrows jumped, and her cherry lips twisted.

"Are you alright?" Both asked at the same time.

The gale stopped, the sword valley was quiet, and the voices of the two people echoed faintly in the sword valley.