Against the backdrop of clear brilliance, the interior of the underground secret room.

The strange symbol that was transformed by the silver bracelet carried by the Lianhua Dao people suddenly expanded, like a photoelectric expansion, and without giving "her" the slightest time to react, it shrouded it and enclosed it in a hazy and dreamy small space.

At this time, the "Lianhua" Taoist eyelids closed involuntarily, his body trembled, his palms alternated between spreading and clenching, and his face became pale and bloodless, like a dead man.

In the depths of her mind, there seemed to be some kind of fierce fight going on.

I don't know how long it took, it was a quarter of an hour, or maybe an hour, but Lianhua Daoren's expression finally began to calm down and reopened his eyes.

It's just that these eyes have changed differently, her left eye is dark and gray, hidden by vicissitudes, and her right eye is clear and beautiful, like a quiet lake.

Lianhua Daoist raised her arm, covered her left eye, and closed it with great strength, maintaining this movement, she said in a cold tone:

"This senior.

What price do I have to pay to get you out?"

On the back of her hand covering her left eye, a crack appeared without the slightest trace of blood, and the flesh and blood in it were congealed, like an "eye", a red eye.

At this moment, an unusual, slightly hoarse female voice poured out of his throat, it was another person's voice:

"Kill me. ”

"Or fulfill some of my wishes. ”

Hearing this answer, the Lianhua Dao people seemed to be surprised, but they did not respond immediately.

After a few breaths, she spoke in her own voice:

"I can promise you, but what do you use to guarantee your promise. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

The husky female voice didn't really guarantee anything, there was something in her voice that couldn't hide her tiredness:

"Whether you want to do it or not, it just depends on your heart. ”

In the long silence, Lianhua nodded suddenly, and said without any change in her expression:

"Okay, I promise you. ”

After saying this, she immediately asked:

"What do you want?"

......

......

"Die!"

Jiang Yan was on one knee, his right palm was reversed, and he slowly floated down, trying to envelop it and wrap it in the scarlet robe.

In the palm of his right palm, a water lotus mark slowly emerged, the image was realistic, and it was blooming brilliantly.

In the center of the flower plate, a translucent spatial portal looms, and a sharp and bright red light is revealed little by little.

This red light swept around, first enveloping Jiang Yan, and then spreading farther away, touching the mysterious and strange blood-colored robe that flowed down.

Boom!

At this moment, a heart-piercing sword roar suddenly sounded and exploded in Jiang Yan's mind, this sound superimposed on the previous roar, doubling his pain.

"Ah......h

Just in a moment, Jiang Yan's facial fascia blood vessels became swollen and twisted, becoming hideous, and red liquid gushed out from both ears and eyes at the same time, and the image was terrifying.

And in this unspeakable pain, in the confrontation between these two forces, Jiang Yan himself has become the carrier of their struggle, but it has become less important, which has made him grasp a certain balance in it, and his expression has recovered most of it, and he has no tendency to go crazy.

"Sword up!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Yan condensed his spirit, threw himself into the palm space, and controlled the "Red Sword" to fly out.

As his concentration driven, there were countless lines circulating on the surface, and most of the sword body with a whole body of crystal red suddenly burst out, this change made the red brilliance that gradually encroached on the empty room more intense and more condensed.

Puff puff...... Under the red light, the viscous liquid that covered the ground and covered with thick black and red hairs first wriggled disorderly, and then sizzled and emitted large clouds of black smoke.

Then, the blood-red sword weapon finally appeared.

This sword is exquisitely styled, the whole is crystal clear, and it is made of crystal, from the tip to the handle, the dark red lines are intricately layered, and they are linked to each other.

It looks very small, but it exudes a strong, razor-sharp aura of destruction, as if it can split heaven and earth, and break time and space.

Without Jiang Yan making any more moves, this terrifying blood-red sword weapon immediately leaned down and made a remote slashing action, and a red sword light flew out with it, heading straight for the robe that was floating in the air, as if suppressed by the "red sword" qi machine.

In less than a hundredth of a breath, the blood-colored sword weapon stabbed into the slow-moving red robe.

Airplanes~

The big collision that Jiang Yan imagined did not unfold immediately, and behind the red robe, a huge portal phantom that was thick and abnormally thick and covered with patina suddenly descended.

Behind the door, one after another inexplicable scenes appeared and shattered, among which there were majestic women sitting on thrones, looking down on large mountains and rivers, angry old men raising their fingers to the sky and shouting insults, and strange raging, blood-stained earth......

At the end of all these scenes, a beautiful woman wakes up from a secret room, and behind it, there is another gray and gloomy indifferent pupil.

"Is that her?"

"What happened to her?"

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment when he saw the figure of Lianhua Daoist appear, but before he could analyze the meaning of this, he was attracted by what was next.

In a short period of time, this has the true meaning of "splitting the sky", and the incomparably sharp sword light finally really pierced the red robe after shattering countless picture scrolls and blocking, cutting it off at once, and expanding with it, destroying the bronze portal and the world behind it together.

After doing this, the light of the blood-red sword weapon converged, as if it had lost its strength, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

Click!

With a slight sound, a more pronounced crack emerged from the middle of the sword.

"This ......"

When Jiang Yan saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he didn't foresee such a result, his expression was first shocked, and then he was silent.

"Although I knew that the power contained in this sword weapon would weaken with the increase in the number of uses, I didn't expect that so soon, I hadn't used it to kill a high-ranking martial artist. ”

"This encounter seems to involve a high-level incident, but the source of it is unknown. ”

"You have to make good use of this sword weapon in the future, of course, you can't keep it when you are in danger. ”

After packing up his mood, Jiang Yan put away the utensils, cleaned the house, and probed the state of Xia Lu Lulu, and found that she was just sleeping deeply, and after no other accidents, he returned to the room and lay down on the bed.

Countless scenes passed by in Jiang Yan's mind, and finally a picture appeared.

It was a middle-aged man who swallowed the pill in one gulp, and his body split, intertwined into a bright red and bloody robe, and turned into a strange scene.

"Why is this happening?"

Jiang Yan closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and gently pressed his eyebrows, and then, he lowered his arm, pulled the quilt, and covered his head.

The room occupied by darkness was silent, silent, but something wordless, solidified.

Jiang Yan lay motionless on the bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

......