The ringing is clear, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and the duration is short, as if it will never be broken. In the Nine Heavens, the expressions of the three supreme kings of the Demon Sect seemed to be tied by the ringing of the bell, and there was a faint change.

"There's only one person on the other side? It is covered with a cloth that is most common in the desert to protect against the wind, so I can't see my face, and I can only roughly estimate that it is a young man."

"Ride a skinny and weak old horse, but you can cross the long desert and the strongest wind and sand."

"He seems to know the route perfectly, and he can't keep his eyes open in the desert when the wind is so strong, but he hasn't deviated in the slightest, and he's coming towards us."

"The disciples of the dark sentry pretended to be sand thieves to attack him, and as soon as they got close to him, they were shocked away."

"The horse walked very fast in the wind and sand, and it passed in a blink of an eye, and the disciple who was shocked seemed to hear him say sorry, but it should have been misheard."

The beautiful woman smiled and repeated the message conveyed in the bell one by one, but when she said this, her face finally had an indelible astonishment.

Even Di Jiu, who was not happy when he ascended to the throne of the Heavenly King, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Those who dare to break into the sea of death and the outer heavens, first, do not know whether they are alive or dead, second, they seek their own death, and third, it should be the great alliance of martial arts and righteousness, the great alliance of the world's masters, holding high the so-called banner of justice to defeat the cult, and rushing in self-righteously. That one person and one horse, can barely be explained as a master of art and bold, but after shaking people away, he shouted sorry again and again, this, estimated, it should be, I heard it wrong.

The old man's expression was slightly gloomy, compared to the ease of the young man, as after the bloody battle twenty years ago. The only one of the older generation of Demon Sect leaders who survived until now, he would never take anything that threatened the sect lightly.

For so many years, the righteous path of the world, destroying the heart of the Demon Sect, every day, if it were not for the natural barrier of the Sea of Death, if not, the general altar of the sect, outsiders would not know, if it was not for the best organ to protect it, they would never be able to retreat in peace, recuperate until now. For so many years, I have always been on guard against the big attacks of the right path, and I am always on guard. Di Jue disappeared, and the church grew up with him, and he struggled to support until a new generation of children gradually became instruments and could return to the throne. Responsibilities of each leader. In any case, he didn't want anything to happen on the day of the succession of the king.

"No matter who he is, even if he enters the Sea of Death, he won't be able to cross Mo Chou Lin." The old man's calm words seemed to be the verdict of death. And in the present, no one will have a problem with this .

Mo Chou in the forest, a few sentimental.

In Mochou Forest, even a tree, a grass, or a flower can kill people, and occasionally inhaling a trace of pollen blown by the wind, and inadvertently being punctured by thorns is enough to make a living person turn into a cold corpse in the blink of an eye. Not to mention, the man-eating trees and man-eating flowers that automatically suck people dry, not to mention the countless trained poisonous bees, poisonous snakes, and poisonous ants.

He didn't wear special drugs on his body, and even the people in the Demon Sect didn't dare to enter and leave Mochou Lin.

However, as soon as the old man's words fell, the bell became extremely urgent.

The beauty's face changed: "What's the matter, all the poisons don't come close to him. He walked through Mochou Lim, as easily as he walked down the street."

Di Jiu inhaled slightly and clenched the Thunder Sword in his palm.

There was a faint wind and thunder in the old man's eyes: "Even if it passes Mo Choulin. There is a road outside the world before the sky, and only through that road can you go from the red dust to the heaven outside the world. And no one can cross that road:'

The beauty smiled: "Yes, Di Jing, the ninth generation of the acting sect leader, has a grudge against the world, but he also planned a way to retreat for my sect before that, he devoted all his strength to the sect, or brought or invited or tied up, and collected the best organ in the world, the secret weapon master, and made the most ingenious and unfathomable mechanism in the world on that incomparably long road from another world. To this day, no one has been able to build a more perfect mechanism. Back then, I taught the catastrophe, and the remnants of the sect retreated here. The leader of the Martial Arts Alliance led a thousand masters of various factions to rush in, and on the road from another world, most of them died, and finally had to retreat with hatred. Twenty years ago, I was in great trouble teaching, and I relied on this path from another world, and I had to continue the lifeblood of the teaching. The danger of the ingenuity of the mechanism in the next world is that we wait, in and out, we also need to be extremely careful, and if we make a mistake by half a step, maybe, we will die unexplained, not to mention an outsider. No matter where that person came from, he can't cut off the way from which he came from."

She has beautiful eyes here, smiling skillfully, and when she says it, she has a very beautiful demeanor, and the original solemn atmosphere is also relaxed, seeing that there is a smile in the old man's eyes, Di Jiu's stiff expression eases slightly, and the silver bell rings again and again, such a loud voice, such a rapid rhythm, as if it is going to shake the heavens and the earth.

Everyone present changed color at the same time.

The beauty lost her voice and said, "This can't be."

The old man's face was as earth-colored: "He can step on the road of the other world like flat ground, he seems to be more familiar with every mechanism than we are, every move is made, there is no mistake, it seems to be easy, closed his eyes, and blows like a breath to pass the test."

The killing intent in Di Jiu's eyes gradually rose: "As soon as you get out of the world, you will reach the outer world."

"I teach my disciple, I must have gone out with all my strength at this moment." The beauty finished speaking lightly, her face was already strange, and she only listened to the sound of the bell.

Ling'er shook wildly, and the beauty was tightly hooked to the strings, and her voice was low: "No one can come close to him within three feet."

The bell rang violently for a long time, and the rope tied to countless bells stretched out from the outside of the sky, and finally made a crash, and broke off, and countless bells, with the loudest sound of the most huge column, fell to the ground one after another, and the bells that were all over the world just now disappeared in a blink of an eye, and there was no sound. Just like in the Nine Heavens, it seems that it has become quiet, and even the sound of breathing and heartbeat can no longer be found.

The beauty slowly raised her head, her face as cold as frost and snow: "Our outer heaven is a total of five miles in radius, and the Nine Heavens are in the very center, with his speed of advancement, it is estimated that it will not take half an hour to rush here."

"Maybe you don't need a pillar of incense at all." The old man's voice was pale, but there was a faint sense of killing.

As if in response to his words, a long howl came from afar, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, emptying and controlling the qi, and the sound was heard for ten miles, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The old man stood up and shouted: "Tianlong Babu, intercept it for me."

This shout was actually roaring and spreading far away, and there was no one in the whole world, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

Di Jiu's eyebrows moved lightly, and the Jiuxiao Divine Dragon King, the oldest of the Demon Sect, had already called the most elite team of his subordinates to intercept and kill the comer.

however

It seemed that only a short moment had passed, and the whistling sound was overwhelming, splitting mountains and breaking waves, and it was already a mile away.

The beautiful woman's face was cold, and she shouted, "I want to see where the sacred is coming. Five tones and nine palaces, stop me."

She wiped her fingers, a wisp of piano sound, broke through the air, clear and clear, but it was full of the sound of killing.

Di Jiu calmed down and lurked his inner breath to resist the lethality brought by the sound of the piano.

As soon as the Yaoqin sounded, the nine palaces moved, the Yaoqin was two, the five tones were born, the subordinates of the King of Qiandapo, the five departments of the palace merchant Jiao Zhengyu and the elite of the nine palaces, heard the sound and moved, slaughtered the enemy, and never died.

However, a piece of Yaoqin has not yet ended. The sound of a long whistle rises and falls, but it is also majestic, and it seems to be close ahead.

Di Jiu's face sank like water, the enemy had reached the outside of the Nine Heavens, and he was no longer allowed to sit idly by, he only shouted in a low voice: "Kill."

Nineteen figures swept in one direction at the same time, nineteen of the top masters, nineteen and the new Heavenly King of the Demon Sect, growing together, learning art together, and refining the Demon Sect elites together, will definitely do everything possible, by all means, just to kill one person.

However, as soon as everyone got up, they saw a scene that people couldn't believe.

It was a mighty tornado of hundreds of people. Hundreds of people, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, couldn't help themselves, and they were driven to rush towards the Nine Heavens. Just because there was a person in the middle of the crowd who was running, he was running alone, and the momentum generated drove hundreds of people who wanted to kill him, and they had to follow him and run forward, without even having the strength or chance, to escape the control of his qi.

This way of fighting, this method of attack, not only has it never been seen before, it has never been heard of, and no one has even thought of it.

The old man and the beautiful woman were all stunned, as if they were stunned on the spot.

And the nineteen shadow guards didn't even have time to be stunned, they were shadow guards, they were not allowed to show their faces in front of people without the permission of their masters, and now seeing so many people rushing in at once, the only thing they could do was to quickly retreat and turn around, and put the iron mask used by the shadow guards on their faces. Only this delay has they missed the time to attack.

The man who rushed in finally stood still, and as he stood still, the powerful air flow suddenly vanished, and the people who had been rushed here with him lost the control of this force, and all of them staggered, unable to take their piles, some fell to the ground, some staggered, some people were dizzy, some people had golden lights in their eyes, and no one cared about attacking the enemy.

The man took a breath and shouted at this side with a happy face: "You can be in the Nine Heavens, you should be the one who can call the shots, but I can be regarded as finding you, there is no one reasonable here, shouting and killing when we meet, let's have something to say."

He is single-minded in reasoning, and it's a pity that no one wants to talk to him well.

At least Di Jiu definitely didn't want to, the moment the other party rushed in with hundreds of people, he knew that the shadow guard couldn't do it at the first time, and he didn't think much about it, he turned his wrist and drew his sword, the thunder sword came out, and the sword thundered.

The sword light swept by, the thunder flashed, and the person who was talking looked up in a daze. The sword wind howled, and the cloth on his face that was used to shield him from the desert wind and sand had been completely lifted, revealing his youthful face.

Fu Hanqing wanted to be reasonable, but before he finished speaking, the strong wind had already arrived in front of him, he raised his eyes, and suddenly he was stunned, in the sword light, that face was so familiar.

How many years ago, that face, in the bright sun, next to the beautiful peach blossoms, smiled and said something to him, and then sent him to someone else, leaving him to be wiped out of flesh and blood.

How many years ago, that face, under the bright moon and starlight, smiled at him, pulled him to drink and play, and then, sucked all his internal strength, little by little, took away every cent of his life.

Until now, it is still this face, or this face, a sword comes through the sky, chasing souls and killing lives, and there is no mercy.

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There are quite a few readers who have asked me about the time of the update.

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There should be no updates on Saturday and Sunday.