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The bright dappled sunlight slanted, covering the tombstones standing in the wind with a faint faint halo of early morning.

Soul Tombstone!

The powerhouses who opened up the blood refining space suppressed this space with the life soul tombstone, and the disciples of the various sects who entered the blood refining space left an imprint on their life soul tombstone.

Once a person dies, the imprint on it immediately collapses and the blood dissipates.

The dim tombstones are like the pronouncement of death, and the crowds of tombstones are dim as far as the eye can see.

Vaguely, only a hundred tombstones were still blooming with a unique blood light, and due east, representing the life and soul tombstones of the disciples of the Langya Sect, twenty-seven scarlet rays of light lingered.

Dozens of eyes with different feelings converged on the tombstone, and murmured softly: "Twenty-seventh tombstone!"

Piercing bones meander down, scarlet blood like a splash of blood in this sea of bones, dotting this dead world.

Towering bone mountain, with a little bit of autumn bleak morning glow will outline this slender shadow of the thrilling beauty, elegant and pure robes move in the wind, Cangyue is so quietly staring at the tombstone, elegant like a fluttering butterfly.

"Is he still alive?" Jiang Jian said softly, with a tremor in his tone that he couldn't believe.

The twenty-six scarlet rays on the tombstone represent them, so who does the twenty-seventh scarlet light represent?

"Qin Wumo, Dao Sansheng, Xiao Wenruo, these three are all leaders of their respective sects!"

"There are also the disciples of the rest of the sects, once these people are united, only Senior Brother will be able to retreat in the entire blood refining space. Nalan Zi frowned, his narrow beautiful eyes were slightly staring at the back of the abandoned green shirt, and his straight figure like a javelin stood on the vast land like a sword peak in the sky, majestic as a mountain, giving people a kind of calm and inexplicable security, as if this qiē in the world could not shake this figure, worship and admiration flashed in the beautiful eyes, and Nalan Zimei's eyes were looking forward to it.

"Maybe it's other Langya Sect disciples, after all, when I wait for the Sword Tomb, there are still many Langya Sect disciples staying in the Sword Tomb!" Han Ruotian slowly spoke, and a reasonable explanation made the corners of Nalan Zi's mouth rise with excitement.

Jiang Jian and the others also smiled with relief, and at the same time, they also felt a little inexplicable melancholy in their hearts, and there were only twenty-seven of the thousands of Langya Sect disciples left.

"It's a good feeling to be able to stand here unharmed and see the rising sunrise again!" Jiang Jian spat lightly, "It's a pity that Senior Brother Poison Fang is gone, too many people have died in blood refining this time!"

"It shouldn't be so light that Su Yu died, at least he should be broken into ten thousand pieces!" Nalan Ziyin bit his lips slightly, and his delicate face was covered with a cold chill.

Standing with his hands in his hands, his gaze on the abandoned green shirt never made waves, turned slightly, met the quiet autumn leaf-like shadow in front of him, and said loudly: "Do you still have to wait?"

The voice behind was dead and silent in vain, Nalan Zi, Cold as the Sky, Jiang Jian and others looked upwards one by one, and a touch of complexity flashed in their eyes.

In particular, the blood flowing from the Jade Butterfly Sword made Jiang Jian and the others breathe a little short, and after chasing and killing all night, they did not take any advantage in the hands of this beautiful girl, but paid the lives of more than ten disciples of the Langya Sect.

Hearing this, Cangyue slowly turned around, her black hair waterfell down along the tempting waistline, and asked rhetorically, "After waiting for so long, you are not short of these hours, are you?"

"I was still a little interested before, but now it's a little interesting, even if he is lucky enough to avoid the pursuit of Qin Wumo and the others, and come here, he won't be able to arouse my interest!" Qi Qingyi stared at the somewhat overly vast sky, "But if Qin Wumo's idiots join forces with him, plus you, maybe they can still arouse my interest!"

"Even if Qin Wumo endures his anger for a while, I believe he will not join forces with Qin Wumo and the others!" Cangyue shook her head and chuckled, her snow-white silver teeth were like the sun shining on the ice and snow: "In this world, you are not the only proud person!"

"There is always a more proud person who tramples on the other party's posture worthless!" Qi Qingyi's voice was calm and there were not many waves, and there was a touch of aggressiveness in his gentle eyes: "What did you get in the Sword Tomb?"

"Why don't you ask if that thing is on me?" Cangyue's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and she asked rhetorically.

As if he had heard a joke, the corners of his thin mouth pulled a curvature: "It's meaningless to not be on you, I just want to know in advance what you have got!"

"Why do you want to talk nonsense with her, catch her, and you will know that the thing is not on you!" A sneer appeared on Nalan Ziqiao's face, and her eyes stared at Cangyue with some unkindness, the former's elegant and refined temperament made her a little disgusted.

Cangyue's clear eyes faintly condensed on Cangyue's body, "Abandon the green shirt, your taste is as vulgar as Meng Lingyun's soft egg!"

This undisguised sarcasm made Nalan Zi's whole face cold to the bone, and her beautiful eyes glared at Cangyue angrily, "What kind of thing are you? You dare to point fingers at Senior Brother Abandonment, just by virtue of your appearance, identity, and strength? After all, you are going to die in the hands of Senior Brother Abandonment, is it to pretend to be arrogant to attract the attention of Senior Brother Abandon?" Saying this, Nalan Zi glanced at the abandoned green shirt from the corner of his eyes, and his face softened slightly:" Abandon Senior Brother, if you really want to ask something from this slut's mouth, Senior Sister has a way, catch her, pull off her skirt robe, naked, ask her, if she doesn't answer, then let Senior Brother Jiang Prison vent on this slut, see how long she can still be hard-mouthed!"

At the end of the words, Nalan Zi raised the corners of her snow-white mouth, and her eyes stared at Cangyue fiercely.

On the side, Han Ruotian and Jiang Jiao both frowned slightly, and their eyes swept over Nalan Zi's somewhat beautiful face, they really couldn't imagine that Nalan Zi would say such vicious and excessive words.

And the rest of the disciples of the Langya Sect stared at Cangyue with some fiery eyes, especially the graceful posture and thrilling face of the strong man made them can't help but have a lust rise in their abdomen, and a young man with greed in his eyes said loudly: "Ha, Senior Sister Nalan is right, we don't need to talk nonsense with this mother-in-law when we abandon Senior Brother, when she falls into the hands of your senior brothers, we have a way to make her confess obediently!"

The obscene laughter echoed, and all the famous disciples of the Langya Sect were about to move, and their eyes were also condensed on Cangyue's peerless face, and they did not move.

Listening to these vicious words, Cangyue's face did not change at all, her calm eyes were looking at Nalan Zi lightly, and then a clear smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but there was a little bit of danger in this smile.

Under the gaze of this delicate eyes like a bright moon, Nalan Zi only felt a coldness coming out of his back, and just wanted to say something, but he saw that the abandoned green shirt took a step forward without hesitation, just blocking Nalan Zi's body behind it, and at the same time, a quiet moon suddenly swept out, fluttering like a dancing butterfly, with an elegant posture swept over the abandoned green shirt, the sword eyebrows of the abandoned green shirt were slightly wrinkled, and the right hand held in front of the chest suddenly pierced out like lightning, and at this moment, a terrible scream suddenly sounded, and a kind of fear spread in the eyes of the young man who spoke before, and blood spilled。

Because of this scene, the surroundings fell into a short dead silence, Jiang Prison and Han Ruotian each felt a chill in their hearts, looking at the bleeding jade sword, their eyes moved slightly, and fell on Cangyue's smiling jade face, there was horror in their eyes, this sword was too fast.

"Even if it's Meng Lingyun's soft egg, he doesn't dare to talk like this, just rely on you?

Nalan Ziliu raised his eyebrows fiercely, like a wild cat that had been stepped on by his tail, and his voice immediately became sharp: "Dare to be so arrogant to kill my disciples of Langya Sect, senior brothers, capture this slut!"

This voice seemed to dispel the horror in the eyes of the disciples of the Langya Sect, each holding a sword swept out, surrounded Cangyue, and looked at Cangyue with some fear, Jiang Jian and Han Ruotian stood on both sides, and the sharp breath locked this Qianying, once this Qianying moved, what was waiting for her was destined to be a stormy attack, and the abandoned green shirt also slowly turned around, staring at Cangyue so calmly, even if Cangyue killed the disciple of the Langya Sect in front of him, there was no fluctuation on his face, but the corners of his mouth gradually flashed a smile:" Cangyue, am I qualified to say such a thing? After waiting for so long, I have lost my patience, and I happen to have one less follower by my side!"

The sudden words were no less than a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Jiang Jian and the others' faces changed, and Nalan Zi had a sour taste.

But Cangyue smiled unprecedentedly, like the rising sun: "You want me to be your follower?"

"The fangs are dead!" Qi Qingshan slowly looked into Cangyue's eyes: "Naturally, I want to find someone to replace me, and you are the first to kill the disciples of the Langya Sect in front of me!"

"But I'm a disciple of Zhuang Mengge!" Cangyue said seriously.

"Zhuang Mengge won't care about the departure or stay of an outer disciple!" said indifferently.

"It's really too confident!" Cangyue's eyes narrowed slightly, quietly looking at the excessively vast sky, and the corners of her mouth showed a touch of abuse: "But unfortunately, I am also a proud person!"

The lotus step was slight, Cangyue's slender and slender jade hand slightly held the jade butterfly sword, slowly rising, the bleeding jade butterfly sword coldly pointed at the abandoned green shirt, the atmosphere became tense at this moment, and even the air between the two became a little solidified.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he suddenly sighed, shook his head with some pity, and his soft gaze instantly became sharp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath: "It's a pity!"

Bang! The strong aura surged out in the body of the abandoned green shirt like a volcano, the green shirt danced, and the black eyes of the abandoned green shirt were already glowing with coldness.

"Abandon the green shirt and dig up the corner of the wall, but you will cut off your children and grandchildren!"

However, at this moment, a sound that seemed to be laughing but not laughing sounded in the area of the rocks without warning, like an extremely sharp blade, tearing through this imminent atmosphere......

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