In the trembling sword roar, the cold and silent sword intent spilled out, just like the artistic conception of the withered leaves in the cold autumn, and the gloomy and death intent filled the illusionary world.

"When I was young, I was very envious of those swordsmen who were freshly dressed and angry, and always thought that as long as I practiced swordsmanship, I would be able to get ahead in the future and live a good life. ”

"It's a pity that my family is poor, and my father and mother don't have the money to let me go to the sword hall to learn swords. ”

"I'm going to steal it. ”

"As a result, I was discovered by the people of the Sword Pavilion and found my father. ”

"My father and mother knelt down and apologized. ”

"From that time on, I vowed that I would never learn other people's swords again, and I would practice the strongest swordsmanship in the world by myself!"

"I don't know swordsmanship, and I don't understand what sword intent and sword style are, so I racked my brains and invented a swordsmanship to cut people. ”

"It's a laughable name. ”

"It was only from the age of seven that every day I cut down the big tree at the entrance with a wooden sword made of branches, then I cut down stones, and I cut down the wind, and I cut down the water, and I cut down the frogs, and I cut down the locusts in the ground. ”

"When I grew up in the army and went to the battlefield, I took a real sword to cut people!"

"After more than 30 years, I have never given up, and I practice this trick every day......"

Kou Sui lowered his head slightly, his face cold.

He looked at the bronze sword in his hand and muttered.

These words seemed to be addressed to the spirit of the edict that he had slain, and they seemed to be addressed to himself.

In the muttered and cold words, the eyes of many Ghost-faced Riders were full of horror and admiration.

Forty years of sharpening a sword.

This sword is not only a swordsmanship for slashing people, but I am afraid that the ghosts and gods will tremble with fear when they see this sword.

The cold words fell, and Kou Sui's trembling hand finally stopped trembling, and then he slowly put his sword back into its sheath.

The sword was unsheathed, and the blade of the bronze sword no longer trembled.

The sword intent that raged in the illusion world, exuding the intent of coldness and silence, also gradually dissipated.

"The whole army array, rest in place!"

"The Fu Zhao Phantom Spirit has been killed by me, so without the hindrance of the Fu Zhao Phantom Spirit, the monks outside should be able to break the formation soon. ”

Kou Sui turned around and whispered coldly to the many Ghost-faced Riders.

"Whoa!"

Many Ghostface Riders responded in unison.

Then they really put away their weapons one by one, sat down cross-legged and rested.

Kou Sui also sat down cross-legged.

He slung the bronze sword across his lap and closed his eyes to concentrate.

After killing the spirit of the edict, there was no danger in the phantom array, all they needed to do was wait for Huijue to break the formation.

......

In the dark passages, the silent silence swallowed everything.

Huijue sat cross-legged on the cold ground, his expression peaceful, his eyes closed.

In the passage, a cold and cold aura diffused, and around Huijue's body, there was a soft Buddha light constantly sprinkling, falling on the talisman he was holding in his left hand.

The Buddha's light is refining the power of the Xuanmen Dao on the edict little by little.

Finally, suddenly, Huijue opened his eyes.

The Buddha light around him converged.

The talisman in his hand suddenly lit up with a brilliant Buddha light, and then the Buddha light shone brightly, and in the passage, many ghost-faced horsemen appeared out of thin air under the cover of the Buddha light.

"It's back!"

Suddenly back in the passage, many of the Ghost-faced Riders were shocked.

But after seeing everything around them, they all showed joy in their eyes.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Hui Jue watched the return of many ghost-faced knights, and he couldn't help but chant a Buddha name.

Immediately, his gaze wandered and fell on the Ghost Rider leader Kou Xun.

The aura on Kou Sui's body became even more obscure.

Even his appearance seems to be a little older than before.

Under the cold anger of the whole person, there is a trace of decay.

Seeing this, Huijue frowned slightly.

Then he spoke,

"Master Kou, I shouldn't have said much about this matter. ”

"But the swordsmanship you practiced, in the name of slashing people, is too murderous, too fierce, too murderous, and has already hurt Tianhe. ”

"You'd better use this sword sparingly, otherwise, when you kill the enemy, you're killing yourself. ”

"Sooner or later, this sword intent will cut off all your own lifespan and make you die young. ”

However, in the face of Huijue's words, Kou Sui's gaze was still cold.

He didn't answer Huijue's words, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was smiling, as if he didn't pay attention to Huijue's words at all.

He got up from the ground and shouted at the many Ghost-faced Horsemen,

"Array!"

"Whoa!"

The crowd responded.

The four of Fan Yi lifted the bronze coffin on the ground again.

"Hey! Stop it in time, cultivate yourself, and still have more than ten years to live. If it does not change, it will last for up to three years. ”

Seeing Kou Sui like this, Huijue sighed, shook his head, and said as if talking to himself.

"Humph!"

Kou Sui snorted coldly, a disdainful contempt appeared on his face,

"Noise!"

Hui Jue shook his head and said no more.

His persuasion was a good persuasion.

Re-persuasion is to do your best.

Kou Sui didn't listen, and he was helpless.

Seeing that Huijue no longer spoke, Kou Sui immediately waved his hand, and the team continued to go deeper.

Walking through the original stone wall and continuing to go deeper into the passage, the breath in the passage became even more cold and cold.

It was as if there was an ice cellar hidden in front of it, and at this moment, the ice and cold air was constantly escaping from the ice cellar.

Faintly, Huijue seemed to be able to hear, the cold in the air was pervasive, and there was a faint and subtle voice in his ears that couldn't stop wailing and roaring, bursting out with endless resentment.

This voice, knowing all the suo, sounded like endless irritability in people's hearts, and they couldn't help but want to scream madly.

Fortunately, everyone present was mentally resilient and endured this trouble.

The crowd went deeper, and only walked about twenty or thirty steps, and in front of the passage, a stone gate about three feet high appeared to block the way.

The stone door is open left and right, and it is tightly closed, and there are four inscriptions directly above.

"Reincarnation!"

These four words are full of indescribable vicissitudes.

It seems that people can't help but feel a sense of the dust of the years and the changes of the world in their hearts.

The stone door is dusty, and on the mottled stone door, it is covered with all kinds of forbidden charms.

In addition, some even have many warnings written on them.

Naturally, most of these warnings are forbidden to enter, and there are words such as headless corpse demons that are forbidden in them.

In the middle of the stone gate, there is a yellow-colored strip that looks brand new.

The strip is old, about three feet long and seven inches wide, sealing the gap between the stone doors.

On the banner, there are six big characters,

"Om Mani Horn Mi Woo!"

These six characters are all golden.

It didn't show up at first.

When everyone approached, the six big characters on the banner suddenly bloomed with glittering golden light.