Si Bai's eyes were dark, and he had a grim expression on his face, and he didn't mean to respond to Ning Zhumang's question.

"The Great Reverse Sword Codex" is still being driven by his madness, he seems to have fallen into madness, unwilling to die, and unwilling to wake up from a dream of Huangliang in the prosperous era of the sect.

It's a very pitiful thing, and of course a very sad thing.

Ning Zhumang, who didn't get a reply, sighed deeply, and he sighed in his heart: It seems that after all, he still has to use that last hand... Although it is inevitable that the last face of Linglong Pavilion will also be in vain, although it is inevitable that this sect that he once guarded with all his might will become a laughing stock in the mouths of the dignitaries and dignitaries after the Great Zhou Dynasty, and down to the peddlers and pawns. But in order to keep the last bit of poor reputation of the Linglong Pavilion, he had to do it.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhumang's heart did not hesitate at all, his face was straight, and an obscure method was about to be cast by him, but at this moment, Si Bai also withdrew the last trace of demonic energy in Ning Zhumang's body, he stood up suddenly, and the long sword inserted into Ning Zhumang's lower abdomen was also pulled out by him at that time, and a blood line was pulled out at the same time, pouring out shocking blood stains on the ground.

"I'm not reconciled..."Si Bai, who once again possessed a majestic demonic aura, stood with his hands in his hands, he lowered his eyebrows and looked down at Ning Zhumang, who was kneeling on one knee, and finally spoke for the first time.

At this time, Ning Zhumang had probably lost the last bit of mercy for Si Bai, and he didn't have the heart to entangle with him on this topic, but he still needed to spend some time using the last hole cards, and in order to gain these time, he had to suppress the depression in his heart and go down with the void and the snake.

"Uncle Shi is your unwillingness, Linglong Pavilion has just come to this point. Ning Zhumang replied softly.

"Since you've already arrived at such a field, why don't you give it a try again!" Si Bai didn't seem to notice Ning Zhumang's abnormality, and continued to whisper.

"If you try, I'm afraid it will only fulfill that person's wish. ”

"The man?"

"Uncle Shi knows who I'm talking about. ”

"Have you seen him?"

"I was lucky enough to meet Commander Yuan and Mo Jian Xian, and I met that person with them. ”

"What about Yuan Guilong and Mo Chenzi?"

"Dead. ”

"Dead?"

"Hmm. He died at the hands of that man. ”

Ning Zhumang nodded, and after saying this, his body slowly stood up, although the shocking sword wound in his lower abdomen was still dripping blood, but he was unaware of it. He was ready for the move, and the last card that would kill him was ready to go. His eyes narrowed, his body arched slightly, like a cheetah in the creeping forest, aiming at his favorite prey, and the next moment he would fly out and take out the other party's life, of course, his own life.

But he didn't hesitate for a minute, in fact, at this moment, there was only a determination as hard as iron in Ning Zhumang's eyes.

"Well, is that so?" Si blank nodded, he didn't seem to notice Ning Zhumang's strange appearance, after saying this, he stood in place and muttered slightly, and in the middle of these few breaths, Ning Zhumang had already come to a place where he was only three feet away from him.

This is a very delicate distance, as long as he takes one more step forward, Ning Zhumang can activate that thing, and he is also sitting like this, one of his feet stretched out, hanging forward in the air, about to fall.

But at this moment, Si Bai ended his short muttering and whispered, "I want to try it too." ”

Hearing this, Ning Zhumang's outstretched foot hung in the air, not retracted, let alone falling.

He looked at Si Bai with a strange expression, and was about to ask something, but at that moment, Si Bai's hand suddenly stretched out, and a black qi gushed out from his palm, and went straight to the place where the great Song Yueming was not far away.

Ning Zhumang's heart was shocked, because of the secret method urged in his body, he didn't have time to rescue at all, he could only watch the black qi pouring into Song Yueming's body.

But the tragic scene in Ning Zhumang's imagination did not appear, but with the influx of black qi, Song Yueming's old face began to gradually return to its original age like going back in time, and the sluggish aura around him gradually became longer.

In this way, his injuries were repaired from the inside and outside at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before this change was over, one of the blank hands of Na Si stretched out again, and another black qi flew out of his hand and poured into the Heaven Punishment Sword, so a red phantom that was about to disperse gradually became condensed under the nourishment of the black qi.

"Uncle Shi!" Ning Zhumang, who had witnessed this series of changes, seemed to think of something, and he shouted towards Si Bai, his tone was surprisingly hurried.

Si Bai turned his head when he heard this, his dark eyes became clear again, he looked towards Ning Zhumang, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, and he actually sketched a smile.

It was a smile that had not appeared on Si Bai's face for a long time in Ning Zhumang's memory.

Brilliant and real.

Like a spring breeze, like starlight.

"Linglong Pavilion can't be broken in my hands, you all have to live, whether it's rebuilding the sect, or living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, as you said, as long as you live, the inheritance of Linglong Pavilion will not be broken. ”

"And I, since I have lost my way, whether it is the Ten Thousand Abyss or the Nine Hells Purgatory, I have to go and see it, for myself and those disciples who have been harmed by me..."

"Even if it's to pay for a little bit of sin, otherwise I can't just close my eyes like this, I'm unwilling..."

After saying this, Si Bai's already ragged clothes began to agitate, and the darkness once again infected his entire eyes.

The majestic black qi poured out from under his clothes, turning into a huge black dragon under him, carrying his body, and then eight black dragons appeared in all directions, surrounding him like a hundred birds and phoenixes, and then, Si Bai glanced at Ning Zhumang deeply, and the black dragon sitting down seemed to feel a long roar.

So surrounded by the nine-headed black dragon, Si Blank's body dragged the black qi in the sky, and fled towards the northern sky like thunder.

......

On this day, the state religion of the Great Zhou Dynasty died without a problem, and the 9,768 disciples of the Linglong Pavilion died mysteriously.

On this day, the immortal elder of Linglong Pavilion, Si Bai, did not know where to go, and since then there has been no news, Ning Zhumang, who had already died, reappeared in everyone's field of vision, and took over the position of the head of Linglong Pavilion again, and Linglong Pavilion, which was known as the first sect of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the past, only had two disciples left, one in charge of the sect, and one in the master of the Sword Hall...

On this day, on the top of Yaqi Mountain, which lives in the Three Kingdoms of Xia, Zhou and Chen, the Nine Dragons carry immortals and come to the sky, the demonic energy lingers in the sky, the sky is angry, and the lightning and thunder roar. And in the Fenglai Pavilion where Yuan Guilong and Mo Chenzi were buried, on this day, another corpse was filled...