There are a lot of interesting conversations in the world, and there are also a lot of uninteresting conversations. Some will remain in the annals, while others will disperse with the wind, unknown but far-reaching.

And in this valley, someone began his speech.

"You once told me that we have different philosophies and different paths. A young man said to himself, not paying the slightest attention to the gaze behind him.

Then he tried to lean down, and his fingers gently pinched off a small red flower, and he was a little distracted when he looked at the flower.

He seemed to have forgotten that an enemy was beside him, and the man had grown more solemn than relieved by his movements, the power of the silent silence tearing at his patience.

"Do you know what such a flower can change?" the young man asked suddenly, turning his head.

The man behind him was dressed in plain clothes, and he was also a dissolute person, but now he didn't look very calm, and a dark scabbard was pinned diagonally to his waist to look nondescript, but it was very natural and a little free-spirited.

And his face is very strange, he is very jade tree in the wind, but his eyebrows are sharp, and his plain face contains a fierce momentum.

If a person controls a sword, a sword cultivates a person, and the sword body is integrated, then the way of the sword is a great success.

......

"It's hard for you to be here without being noticed by the Emperor. ”

The man frowned, in fact, he didn't want to come here, he didn't want to do it, but some things have to be done, success or failure doesn't matter, when needed, the sword arrives, the person arrives, the head falls, even if it is a friend who has drunk alcohol, a sword and cut it, if you can't cut it, then you will cut yourself.

Looking at the indifferent face of the young man who was admiring the flowers by the stream, his heart became more and more depressed, and the ease he thought he was free and easy faded a little.

The black scabbard on his waist was so eye-catching, and the hidden partial blood qi gradually overflowed from the gap between the scabbard and the hilt, and with one hand, the silver-white sword body mixed with the red qi silk was separated from the scabbard, bringing monstrous killing intent between heaven and earth.

The sword body is eight inches long, the handle is three long, the blade is five long, the appearance is decent, the sword surface is smooth as a mirror, the blade is straight and sharp, but the hilt is very ordinary, the two ends are straight and without lines, and the handle is wound to the end of the handle with old oil cloth strips.

It is very inconspicuous, and if it is lost in the city, it will be regarded as scrap metal, and if it is left on the battlefield, it will be a small soldier with a sword everywhere, and there is no glory at all.

The blade of the sword trembled as it came out of its scabbard, like a writhing white snake, and the humming sound in the air seemed to express the restraints that had been uneasy about the scabbard.

The man's right hand shook it, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to suppress the domineering power.

He can't control this sword, even if the way of the sword is successful.

From the beginning of speaking, the man's right palm was gradually unable to grasp, and as the tip of the sword lightly touched the moist soil downward, it seemed to anger the earthly breath, and in an instant, the heaven and earth in a radius of a hundred miles became gloomy because of the presence of it, dark clouds covered the sun, and cumulus clouds turned into rain.

The thunder in the clouds gradually condensed and began to roll, roaring like a restless real dragon in the sky, shouting angrily one after another.

So, the sound of rain everywhere.

The young man was still looking down at the red, delicate flowers he was holding in his hands, and his clothes were so wet by the sudden rain that he still didn't look back.

The man looked surprised as he sighed.

"Even if this sword enters the world again, you won't be tempted at all?"

The young man pretended not to hear, as if he had not intended to take up the subject, and kept rubbing the broken roots of the flower with his index finger and thumb, as if he were about to twist the juice out.

In the end, he turned to look at the guy who challenged him even if he couldn't hold the sword in his hand, and looked at the determination and panic hidden under his calm eyes, although it was very contradictory, he really did a good job of concealing it.

With an attitude of appreciation, he watched the emotion of wanting to kill himself and being a little afraid of himself melt into those eyes, and on that calm face, he suddenly felt that fate was really making people.

"I remember the night we drank on a snowy night, such a sword, I said you didn't fit it, even if it condensed sentient beings......"

"You can't beat me. ”

......

His gaze gradually fell on the man's body and the sword, and his eyes gradually became indifferent, which was his confidence and strength.

He continued, "Have you ever thought that if you did this, you would die here?"

"What if I trade this life for a few injuries that can affect your next move?" the man didn't seem to care much about life or death.

"Isn't it good to live a little longer?" asked the young man, looking down at the break of the flower in his hand, and pinching it, a little displeased.

At this time, the "white blade" in the man's hand was gradually transformed into a whole body of red by the gas silk, in the surrounding landscape painting, it seemed to be detached from the ordinary, the sword body was red and translucent, like the color of red crystal, without the slightest impurity, and the appearance was very good-looking.

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"My life is not good. The man spoke very calmly.

"Sickness can be cured. This time it was the young man's turn to frown.

The man, looking down at the red, art-like blade in his hand, showed a relaxed expression.

The young man sighed, "You know you don't have the ability to hold me back, why are you standing here?"

......

"With your identity as Sword Venerable?"

He was curious, and there was a hint of respect in his tone.

"I'm very satisfied to be able to hold you back until now, I know that the three generations of Demon Emperors are still alive, and he will be here soon. ”

He paused, "Also, I always thought you didn't like to talk. The man sighed, knowing that the sword in his hand would change owners, and he looked at the city in the distance, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The young man seemed to understand something, and he couldn't help but feel a little admired.

The sword eventually stabbed out, as if paying homage to death, not seeking a way to live.

Looking at the oncoming sword blade, the young man had some mixed feelings.

"Why bother?"

"Or is it supposed to be?" he said softly.

He clenched the little red flower in his palm with some hesitation, he may be one of his few friends, but he has a certain point of view that is contrary.

As the next new Demon Emperor, it is natural to exclude dissidents, just like in the past when the human race was unified.

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The blade was about to enter the body, but still gently threw it out.

There are no earth-shaking collisions and fierce confrontations. The little red flower gradually enlarged as the wind swayed, turning into an abyssal mouth that seemed to devour everything.

In a moment, it engulfed the man and the crimson sword.

When he died, his plain face could no longer hold back, revealing a look of fear, although this was expected, but he finally didn't have to hide it, he was really afraid of death.

He came here in fear, in fear, gave up the attack of his life, died in fear, and ended his life quickly, and no one knew that he had interfered with a historic process with his life.

It was also the price he paid with his life that activated the other party's power to use beyond the taboo, like the wind blowing through the mountains, the water moistening the stones, and the battle was extremely dull, that is, to die.

At this moment, the gap in strength was inexplicably widened and became like a cloud.

.......

The bones of that person who were devoured by the saffron and turned into powder, the picture made people feel chills down their spines.

He died, and the forbidden sword was in the hands of the young man.

He looked at this sword, the original crimson sword body in his hand turned crimson, and many small lines appeared on the surface of the sword, which were constantly floating, and this demonic pattern was like human tendons, and blood flowed in it, as if there was life.

"It's a pity that this short-lived flower. He muttered to himself.

It's people who kill, but it's a pity to spend flowers.

He was still greatly injured by the sword qi, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he used the power beyond the forbidden to make this body even more injured.

"This battle has shaken the foundation of my body, my body has temporarily not allowed me to activate the Divine Domain, and before the three and four generations of Demon Emperors came to save me, it seems that I have no ability to stop the four generations of vigil. ”

"This time, it's really a matter of fate. ”

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He looked at the stream in front of him, like a mirror touched by raindrops.

He suddenly felt a little disgusted, and his face appeared on the surface of the water like a bookish Confucian student, so he waved his hand casually at the surface of the water with the last remnants of the power of the gods, and the stream was no longer a stream, it began to grow, like a giant dragon surging out, devouring the villages for hundreds of miles along the way, and the burgundy blood flowed into it, converging into a river.

But it is...... A black river.

He suddenly thought of something, and looked at the flow of the water with some confusion, and his expression was slight.

After a while, the frowning brow gradually relaxed.

He was satisfied, even though the Night's Watch had arrived at some point and was watching him.

The young man smiled back, and four generations of the Night's Watch stood there calm, restrained, calm, and unmoved.

That's the gap.

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After the Black River engulfed the incident, people thought it was a natural disaster, a punishment from God.

And the fifth generation of the Human Emperor personally took action, manifested the palm part of the Dao body to suppress that area to avoid a greater disaster, and set up a forbidden area, so as not to let innocent people strayed into it, no one knew that when he was doing these things, his eyes looked coldly in the direction of the distant canyon, which was the Demon Emperor City.

Except for the Human Emperor, no one else knew that the strongest person in the contemporary Terran Race had quietly left the Terran Empire.

Since the news spread that the flood destroyed the villages along the 100-mile road, those fortune tellers who wandered the streets and alleys began to circulate their own gossip among the teahouse talkers, which became the hottest topic for a while, and the truth and falsehood made things more mysterious.

The most recognized news is that the Human Emperor suppressed this catastrophe, and there is now a dragon imprisoned in this river, a black true dragon.

The imperial court did not make any explanation, and the major sects did not have any news related to it, I heard that many great sect masters entered the court at night, and from time to time there were quarrels in the main hall, disturbing people's sleep all night.

For a long time, the imperial court did not seem to have any intention of controlling these discussions, and the fact that the imperial court did not issue a notice after the huge palm manifested by the Emperor of Heaven and went to the land of calamity is a tacit proof.

The major sects did not follow the slogan of supporting justice to investigate the origins, and chose to remain silent.

After that, there were many bloody incidents near the Black River, and the creatures that went in near the river bank did not survive, and people thought that the black dragon was used as blood food, and the creatures that were close to it were like stones sinking into the lake, and there was no news after the waves.

After many years, this hundred-mile-long black river has become a veritable forbidden area, but the birds are flying, the earth beasts do not go, and the hundred miles are uninhabited.

However, those ignorant people built incense and bowed down to the temple, praying for peace and prosperity.

Ironically, the god is like a coiled black dragon with a hideous face.