In front of the boundary mountain wall at night, the breath looks very solemn. し0。

The mountain guard demon slave and the hundred-foot blue-scaled giant all stood quietly, looking at each other, letting the powerful aura that permeated their bodies rage.

The saber is tense, and the big war is about to break out.

And under the cliff in front of the crack in the boundary mountain wall, they were carefully leaning against the two of them.

"Dead?"

Yan Qing frowned slightly, and then saw two tears on Rouge's cheeks, and was secretly surprised in her heart.

"yes, dead. A fabulous generation of Tianjiao, who would have thought that he would be a real existence......"

Rouge said calmly, revealing a look of remembrance.

Yan Qing hadn't heard of any Demon Lords, so he naturally didn't have any feelings for him, he only focused on the situation in front of him now.

"If this Mountain Guardian Demon Slave is really the Demon Slave left by the Demon Lord, then he should belong to the same camp as us......" Rouge thought for a moment, paused and then said, "However, even if it is the same faction, there will be enemies ......"

"Let's hope we're not enemies. ”

Yan Qing said silently, paying close attention to the situation in front of him, if they fought, he and Rouge would also become the fish in the pond.

Rouge nodded, and then took a serious look at the situation in front of him.

It stands to reason that the Mountain Guardian Demon Slave should be stronger than those Blue Scale Giant Clan, otherwise it would have been broken a long time ago, and it would not have remained until now.

At this time, it happened to be the middle of the moon, and the blood-colored demon moon was like a **** jade plate hanging high in the night sky, exuding some strange colors.

"This round of the Demon Moon...... It seems to be a little different......" Yan Qing said suddenly.

Rouge looked up, frowned, and said, "Yes?"

Yan Qing shook her head, as if it was her own delusion.

And they didn't know that on the high boundary mountain wall, a figure dressed in a big red palace robe suddenly appeared.

It was a woman.

She has red lips and charming faces, looking extremely delicate, holding a piano in her arms, quietly looking at the dark earth under her feet.

Behind her, there stood a rickety old man.

The magic moon in the middle of the sky, sprinkled with a faint moonlight on the ground, looked cold and cold.

At this time, a gust of wind blew under the boundary mountain wall, and the big red palace robe that mopped the floor flew with the wind, and the three thousand green silks also rose up like chaotic ink.

Facing the breeze, the woman in the big red palace dress stood quietly with the guqin in her arms, her red lips smiling slightly, and her dark red eyes were clear and bright. His eyes were as clear as a stream under ice, not stained with a trace of worldly dirt, and his eyelashes were long and thick, slightly upturned like a fan.

A pair of willow eyebrows bent like a crescent moon, but the tip of the eyebrows is dyed with a faint coldness, at this time the smile is as charming as the night, the whole face has an indescribable mysterious color, it looks charming and moving, set thousands of styles in one, tempting the hearts of the world.

The whole person is beautiful and picturesque, enchanting like a demon, showing a peerless elegance.

The woman in a big red palace dress mopping the floor looked even more evil under the light of the moonlight, and the corners of her mouth were still slightly upturned, very enchanting.

In the long red sleeves, he quietly held a small scimitar of more than five inches.

The small scimitar is very thin and curved, just like a small crescent moon hook, and a poem is carved on it with a small seal: Xiaolou listens to the spring rain overnight.

At this time, the woman's hand revealed a small scimitar without a handle, her eyes quietly looked at the poem with a fascination, and she read softly: "Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys......"

The little scimitar was glowing in the moonlight, with a faint halo, which looked very mysterious.

Looking at the little scimitar, the evil in the woman's eyes became even stronger, as if she was enchanted. Then he looked away, quietly looking at the blue-scaled giants on the dark earth, and the blue halo of the small scimitar in his hand became even stronger, like a circle of green mangs, as if it was about to be sent out.

This small scimitar has no name, or its name is "Xiaolou listens to the spring rain overnight". Every night when the moon is full, a woman can unleash an incomparable knife that can cut everything in the world.

The green sword light, curved, seemed to be a crescent moon at the beginning, and suddenly turned into a flying rainbow, revealing a compelling murderous aura. This small scimitar is not surprising at first glance, but once it is sent out on a full moon night, it will show a strange aura, which will make people dizzy and confused.

According to ancient rumors, the scimitar is the treasure of the devil, because it has demonic nature, and whoever owns it will feel its demonic nature.

Except for those who are wise and wise, except for those who are most affectionate and sexual.

This nameless scimitar is the fastest in the eyes of the world!

A knife has the power of earth-shattering!

This indestructible little scimitar made the world fearful, and it also shocked the world.

It's a small scimitar that shocks the world, and it still doesn't have a name, and it doesn't need a name.

Since ancient times, the scimitar hides a supreme martial art, a magical and exquisite knife technique. Although this kind of knife technique can bring infinite power to people, it can also bring people bad luck and calamity. This kind of sword technique is by no means in the world, and the variation and power of this sword technique are by no means something that any mortal can dream of.

Although there are no changes in this knife, it contains the essence of all the changes in the knife technique.

Because of this knife, the knife technique used when shooting, the position, time, strength, and speed are all accurately calculated, and it happens to be able to exert all its strength to the limit.

As soon as the scimitar comes out, the one who blocks it will die, and the power of this knife is immeasurable.

A knife is divided, the gods and ghosts are worried, the power is powerful, and the stone is shocked.

At this time, the small scimitar in the woman's palm suddenly bloomed, and a majestic momentum burst out, and she read softly: "The new moon rises, and everything withers ......."

The scimitar in the palm of his hand suddenly flew out, turned into a remnant rainbow, and slashed towards the dark earth under the night sky, exuding a faint cold glow like a crescent moon.

At this time, those blue-scaled giants on the dark earth saw that knife, Yan Qing and Rouge saw that knife, and the mountain guard demon slave also saw that knife.

But seeing the remnant rainbow turned by the scimitar, it passed through the body of a green-scaled giant, and then continued to slash towards the second green-scaled giant, unstoppable like a broken bamboo. And the first blue-scaled giant who was stabbed, how long did it take him to realize that he had been stabbed.

However, he still did not feel the pain, and then he saw himself slowly split in two.

By this time, the small scimitar had already passed through the bodies of more than a dozen blue-scaled giants, and then they all saw themselves slowly split in two.

There was a dead silence in front of the boundary mountain wall, and the picture was extremely weird, and everyone was horrified.

The little scimitar is thin and curved, like a small crescent.

A knife is divided, and the gods and ghosts are worried.

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