"What's going on?" Li Qingge looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't stop muttering: "How is this the picture of the first time I had a discussion with the Sect Master?"

The misty scene seemed to tell history, and in the blurred picture in front of him, Ming Er said to Li Qingge: "Come on, senior sister." ”

Li Qingge didn't have any worries at this time, and said lightly: "Take it, sect master, one heart sword, Xuan." ”

The second name also responded with the same sword move: "One heart and a sword, Xuan." ”

The two of them have the same sword moves, the wooden swords intersect, stirring up bursts of sword energy, after systematic optimization, the angle of the second sword is more suitable for the original Ming sword, but compared to Li Qingge's proficiency, the second body's body can not fully adapt to this kind of high-intensity action, although the sword move is superior to Li Qingge, but the strength is much worse.

This time and again, the two of them were on a par, but Yue Zhiyin saw a lot of eyebrows on the side: "This second name really has something, and he actually optimized the Chuxin Ming Sword to this extent, presumably the first generation of the Ming Sword Sect didn't expect it." ”

In fact, it wasn't done by the second name at all.,It's the result of the system's own optimization.,Of course, the moon rank doesn't know this.。

"Four Hearts Bright Sword, extreme. Li Qingge's sword moves changed sharply, and he forcibly pressed the second name head-on.

Seeing that the other party was menacing, Ming Er was not stunned at all, after the battle just now, he had gradually become familiar with the routine of the system, and the wooden sword in his hand was horizontal: "Three hearts Ming Hao sword, shadow." ”

Li Qing singer Zhongmu sword fell, and the moment Ming Er's horizontal sword blocked it, there seemed to be a shadow rushing out of Ming Er's body in front of her, and then she realized that it was the real shadow that blocked this sword.

But the main body of the second name attacked from behind, and Li Qingge had no chance to counteract, so he could only lose.

......

The familiar scene played out for a while, so that Li Qingge's mind returned to the moment at the beginning, during that time, no factor could interfere with a moment of peace, Li Qingge couldn't help but think, if time stopped here, how good it would be.

At the moment when Li Qingge's mind was settled, the scene in front of him changed subversively again, the same two people who were fighting, and the same battle between Ming Er and Li Qingge, but the battlefield battle became heavier, and a deep death pressure instantly forced Li Qingge's heart.

Li Qingge muttered to himself: "What's going on? Sect Master?......

In the doubts, there was an endless slaughter in the scene in front of him, the sword momentum on Ming Er's body flowed, and a cold scarlet killing intent appeared in his eyes, and a smell of blood Even if he didn't really face Ming Er, Li Qingge could clearly sense the red of battle intent.

In the bloodthirsty scene, Li Qingge's same sword intent is Ling Ran, faintly surpassing the current realm of force, and the self in the picture is full of the same murderous aura.

......

"It's so naïve, where can you go without the sound of the moon?"

Both familiar and unfamiliar voices drifted into Li Qingge's ears, his eyes stared coldly at the figure in front of him, behind Li Qingge, was the shadow of the moon rank falling, the voice was also cold as usual, Li Qingge slowly spoke: "The sword is high and low, sect master, this is the last time I call you like this, from now on, the future of Tianyuan, the battle of the demon world, and the will of the Heavenly Dao to play with fate are all in this battle, and the end ends." ”

"Huh. Minger sneered, his own sword intent had surpassed everything, the boundless power of the moment of agitation, had completely evaporated the ground under his feet, and the voice of Minger in the endless desolate space was even more empty: "Stupid, Xiao Qingge, your persistence is worthless, this is a doomed result, everything is meaningless in the torrent of history, Yue Zhiyin went to destruction for the persistence in her heart, and you, too, will follow in her footsteps and end ......"

With a bang, the brilliance on Nago's body became even more terrifying, and the surging sword intent was stimulated by the incomprehensible terrifying power, releasing boundless shining brilliance, just like the entire vast and boundless sun, shining between the entire starry sky.

Haoyang's brilliance was too shining, in that sword light, Li Qingge had no room for resistance, the sword momentum had reached an unprecedented height, and the magnificent sword light contained a boundary different from life and death, and it was the peak of pure power at that time.

Li Qingge's figure was annihilated in this Haoguang, and together with the entire heaven and earth, it was swallowed up by the Haoguang released by Minger, and the entire space returned to endless darkness, without a trace of light.

......

Suddenly, Li Qingge instantly broke away from the influence of this sword qi, the cold sweat on his whole body couldn't help seeping, and the corners of his eyes were filled with an unspeakable sorrow for some reason, and the trilling of his heartbeat made Li Qingge's eyelids gradually moisten.

In the endless darkness, gradually swallowing all the sword shadows around him, even the whole world, began to become dim, Li Qingge's heart was extremely low, just as he was annihilated by the darkness, Li Qingge felt a warmth coming from his right hand, and at the same time, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Xiao Qingge, calm down, don't fall into the trills of time......"

It's Sister Rank......

The slight heat on Li Qing's singer came, and the sound of his heartbeat sounded again, and when he tried to open his eyes, he saw that he was stretched out of a desolate land, and in front of him was Yue Yin's anxious and dignified face.

Suddenly, Li Qingge only felt that his mood was gradually getting better, no matter what he saw in the afterimage of the quicksand of time, as long as Sister Zhiyin was still by his side, the sect master had not completely become like that, everything like this was so bright.

Yue Yinyin saw that Li Qingge had regained most of his consciousness, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were also wiped away, and there was still an ethereal and weak voice in his voice: "Sister Yin, it's great to be by your side......"

"Hey, fool......" Yue Zhiyin let out a long sigh helplessly, watching Li Qingge's little face gradually return to normal, didn't say anything, just said to her: "Don't think too much, the afterimage of time is just a possibility, even if you see anything, it's not strange, our road is still very long, and the danger in front of us is even more terrifying, Xiao Qingge, are you ready?"

"Is it for the Sect Master?" While Li Qingge recovered, his sword intent began to condense continuously, and his panicked mind gradually calmed down, and it seemed that what he saw in front of him had been guessed a lot by Sister Yin.

Yue Zhiyin answered Li Qingge's question positively: "That's right, it seems that you also saw the end of the killing, so let's go and bring the second name back, and of course ......"

As he spoke, the voice of the moon rank became deeper, the light in his eyes became very firm, and along the traces left by the second name, he once again stepped on the legend of light and shadow in the chase, and the last epilogue in his mouth floated: "...... After the words "Destiny Child ......", the figures of the two people gradually dissipated in the desolate wind and sand.

"The scarlet of killing, the end of Tian Yuan?" Yue Yin's heart was all unprecedentedly firm: "No matter what kind of Tian Yuan future, what I see, only the magnificent peak of supreme force, and maybe the attachment in you, the shackles of the Mandate of Heaven have never had much impact, Ming Er, if you represent the destruction of the Tian Yuan world, then I will bring you out of that endless darkness." ”

"If you're willing to come out......"

......

In the deep courtyard, the winter scene is still slowly rising, Ming Er has been here for nearly three days, Ling Hua Qianxue, who is in the attic and constantly balancing the three-element force, has never come out again, only the endless sword breath is stirring in the small courtyard, far more powerful than the enchantment of the fast snow sword fence The sword intent is contained in the entire small courtyard, and the second name wants to leave and has no way to do this.

Shrouded in endless sword intent, Ming Er was thinking about the next changes, what would happen to Ling Hua Qianxue's body, what kind of changes would it cause to the detectives in the future, and how many variables would this quicksand afterimage he was in bring to the future?

The mind was in the illusion, and the deep aura in the real small courtyard was even heavier, and then, the sword intent of Ling Hua Qianxue in the attic suddenly climbed up, and the powerful energy contained in the sword intent overflowed, filling the entire small courtyard.