PS1: Extend the lives of the elderly!

PS2: If I don't change it tomorrow, it means that I have been checked for the water meter......

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"Heaven and earth are upright, and they will last forever, not seeking to punish immortals, but killing ghosts and gods." The dragon sword rose, resisting the wind, Lin Jingyu let out a long roar, and the dragon sword carried the mighty righteousness between heaven and earth, and the human sword was one, and it struck at Ghost Zhang.

"Alas, slay the ghosts and gods, you and I will draw our swords against each other after all." Zhang Guili looked at the woman in white who slashed the dragon with a sword and was shocked, and sighed in a somewhat vicissitudes of life.

Immediately, the imperial envoy devoured the soul devouring rod and recited the mantra of the true recipe of the divine sword and thunder: "The Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into a divine thunder, brilliant heavenly might, and led it with a sword." ”

In the depths of the clouds, countless lightning rays quickly gathered, and the sound of thunder roared in the sky. In an instant, a huge bolt of lightning converged, soared into the sky, and landed on top of the Soul Eater Rod.

Slaying the dragon sword and the soul devouring stick, slaying the ghost god and the divine sword and the true trick of the thunder, a pair of childhood sweethearts in Caomiao Village in the past would come to this point, it is really a creation to make people.

Heyang twilight rain, Xiaoxiao white clothes. The sword is independent, and the green silk and ink gather. The long song is far away, leaving a clear sound all over the ground. The elegance is vague, when will it return. The clouds are clear, and the ink stains are stained. The wind ripples and the splendour.

The clouds and smoke are scattered, who sacrifices to the green mound, the sword is vertical and horizontal, the talent is amazing, the vain sigh looks back at the blood-stained face, the sleeves are brushed, the white clothes are scattered, and the old dream is like a flowing year.

The cold moon is alone in the sky, the sky is vast, and who hears the flute for a long time. The lonely shadow is desolate and the Qingyun ancestral hall, who has read all the wind and frost, the sword shadow and sword light, the troubled times, the floating life is messy, who laughs lightly, the shadow falls into the stars and the rivers and lakes, who sees the floating life flowing, the acacia breaks the intestines, the bamboo shadow tea fragrance, who bears a thousand tears.

The past is past, and the end of the song is desolate. A glass of wine is a thousand feet, the strings are broken and sung, and no one forgets each other.

The Dragon Slaying Sword collided with the Soul Eater Stick again and again, and the two stunts of Qingyunmen were inseparable after all.

"Zhang Xiaofan, is that demon sect demon girl so unforgettable? For ten years, Senior Sister Xueqi and her Tianya have been dancing in the mountains behind Xiaozhufeng for ten years! Decade! For whom are her tears flowing? Lin Jingyu stopped his sword momentum and asked Zhang Guili.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Zhang Guili didn't answer directly, but chanted a word from other worlds.

"Sure enough, you still can't forget that demon girl, then, let's settle it and return my Master Cangsong's life." Lin Jingyu saw that Zhang Guili was still thinking about Baguio, and his anger in his heart was even worse, and Lu Xueqi felt even more worthless.

remembered that his master Cangsong was killed by Zhang Guili because of Baguio, and the last trace of childhood friendship and friendship in Lin Jingyu's heart was also thrown away. He didn't want to keep his hand any longer, so he took out a purple giant sword that was fierce and extremely fierce.

"Sister Ziying, what are you calling Xiaokui out for? Did you find my brother? A little girl suddenly popped out of the purple giant sword and said to Lin Jingyu.

"I'm sorry, Aoi, this time it's not your brother who found out, but my sister has a difficult opponent who needs your help." Lin Jingyu looked at Xiaokui, her expression was a little complicated, a little guilty, and doting.

"Okay." Aoi obediently entered the purple greatsword.

This sword was obtained after Lin Jingyu was reincarnated in the fairy sword world and became Murong Ziying, this sword was completed in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it was cast by Long Yang, the prince of the ancient Jiang Kingdom, according to the magic sword handscroll handed down from generation to generation. The magic sword can turn people's grievances into their own spiritual power, hatred, war intent, resentment, etc., are the source of the power of the magic sword. Long Yang hoped that he could use the magic sword to repel the strong enemy Yang Guo, but the sword was not cast, and the country was broken first. The princess Nightshade threw herself into the sword-casting furnace, and the soldiers of the Yang Kingdom threw many guards in the palace of Longyang and Jiang into the sword-casting furnace to burn, and the great resentment that arose made the magic sword natural. Lin Jingyu was also found in the Panlong Stone Formation in Buzhou Mountain.

Lin Jingyu held the dragon slaying in his right hand and the magic sword in his right hand, and the sword qi was agitated all over his body, and he used the Qionghua faction's stunt Thousand Directions Residual Light Sword, turning out tens of thousands of sword qi to attack Zhang Ghost fiercely, tearing the cloud qi within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Seeing Lin Jingyu exert all his strength, Zhang Ghost Li no longer spared his hand, took out the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, ran the Xuangong of the three Dao Buddhas and Demons, and injected the true yuan condensed by the Book of Heaven into Zhuxian. Stir up the infinite seven-colored sword qi to fight against Lin Jingyu's Thousand Remnant Light Sword.

"Zhang Xiaofan! You actually brought out my Qingyunmen Town to the Baozhu Immortal Sword, so that how can my Qingyunmen gain a foothold in the world! Lin Jingyu couldn't help but be shocked and angry when he saw Zhang Guili stealing the Zhuxian Sword out.

Zhang Guili didn't speak, just waved his sword to resist.

Lin Jingyu was even more angry when he saw Zhang Guili's appearance, and used the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword, which was the culmination of Qionghua's swordsmanship.

This sword is the sword conceived by the spirit of heaven and earth, and as soon as it is struck, it has the potential to break through the sky, this sword shakes the sky, shatters the void, and obscures the brilliance of the sun. A huge magic sword stood across the sky and slashed towards Ghost Zhang.

This sword gathers the aura of heaven and earth, and in Zhang Guili's opinion, it is simply unmatched, and he wields the Zhuxian Sword in vain to resist, but it is useless. I could only watch myself being torn apart by the sword of heaven and earth.

Lin Jingyu looked at Zhang Guili who fell under this sword, the feelings in his heart were indescribable, put away the Zhuxian Sword, sighed, a tear crossed the corner of his eye, and left with the Dragon Slaying Sword.

A singing voice could be heard in the distance:

"The warbler cries lightly in the peach red and willow green, soaked in smoke and rain for ten miles.

The beauty of the red dress fluttering is like jade, and the rhombic flower wants to be wet.

Riding on the song and raising the dust, riding the ripples slightly, who will remember the passing years.

Splendid withered scattered spread all over the ground, composing a song.

The night leaks and sighs that the dust is wrong, how to see through the old years' enmity.

The spring flowers and autumn moon are lonely, and the sky is deep and the clouds are indifferent.

The young man's white clothes are stained with dust and frost, and Xinghui's sharp sword is crazy.

Bear you a few lines of tears.

The beautiful woman's red sleeves are dark and fragrant, and she dresses up in the mirror through the window.

It's like a dream.

The end of the world is close at hand, and the drizzle is poured into the intestines.

Over the years, it has gone through the dusk.

The twilight courtyard is wounded, and the eyebrows are embellished with residual sun.

This sentiment reclines the streamer, waiting for the idle red dust to be in vain. ”

The beauty is gone, and the song is gradually fading away.

Suddenly, a strange toad wearing black-rimmed glasses appeared in the sky, speaking with a Jiangnan accent: "Xiaofan, are you okay?" Wake up. ”

A strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in the sky, and Zhang Ghost's Yuan Shen appeared in the air, gradually condensing his body: "Uncle Clam, your Heavenly Book Life Renewal Divine Skill is really amazing, I remember that I was crushed by that sword and shattered the Yuan Shen body, but I didn't expect to survive." ”

"That's natural, don't look at who your Uncle Clam is. I think I ...... back then Ahem, if the hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, he won't mention the past. The toad looked proud, and habitually wanted to brag about how awesome he was, but when he saw Zhang Guili's teasing eyes, he had to give up.

"By the way, Uncle Clam, what's your real name?" Zhang Guili suddenly thought of something and asked.

"I can't say that my enemy has cast a spell on my name, and if someone says my name, he will notice it. I can tell you though, there are two waters in my name. Toad said.