The sky of the well pond flooded into a river

Drowning in a dusty past

The darkness of the night was dark

Whose bright moon

Whose Matsuoka shines on

Whose piccolo

Blow the dusk for a long time

Intersecting memories cut through the years

Cut open deep and shallow wounds

In the wasteland of exile, the sky is filled with gold and silver powder

Countless heroes with scythes held alof

Against the light and shadow

Through the four seasons of spring and autumn through the mountains and rivers

Legendary years sing legendary songs

The legendary song sings about the legendary old man

Adeste Sources - Southern Abyss: City in the Rain

The black-red blood is like a drizzle in the sky, dried in every corner of the city in the rain, on the ground, on the city wall, irregular flesh and blood are scattered and scattered everywhere by the dazzling calcium carbide firelight, looking up to see the sky, there is a low thundering sound intermittently from the thick clouds, like a desolate ghost like the end of the world, the broken mountains in the distance are intermittently followed by the sky, the black green mountains are shining with some rain luster, and the rain in front of them is as fine as powder falling from the sky, wetting a large area of traces on the ground, and countless stumps and broken bones are lying downThe faces of the dead soldiers were full of horror and unwilling expressions, the severed hands stained with blood, the ankles that were still twitching, and the air was thick with the smell of blood, as thick and warm as blood, attached to the lungs, and was in a dilemma.

In the main hall, the black-clothed man with his face covered walked forward step by step, and the man at the door had a look of contempt on his face, and his expression was leisurely pacing at the door.

"Why? Seven hundred years have passed, why do you still hate me so much?" Fu Chen wrapped his coat tightly and said in a joking tone: "I almost forgot about you!"

"Go to the dust, what you said is wrong, I don't hate you, my feelings for you in my heart can be said to be worrying, these hundreds of thousands of days and nights, I no longer want to peel you and cramp your bones and scatter ashes. ”

"After all, it's been an old friend for seven hundred years, why are you still so murderous. Fuchen walked forward a few steps tightly, looked at him in front of him suspiciously, and continued: "Yunyu, there are some things that should be relieved to let go, but it is also comfortable!"

"Old friend, don't you think it's ironic?" Zhuo Yunyu, who was covered with his face, stared at the path that went to the dust step by step, and thought carefully for a while: "I won't be friends with a hypocrite like you, what kind of person do you go to, who in the four countries doesn't know? That is, relying on your dark arrows, wanton for so many years, when one day I am interested, go to your pole to take the dark arrows to play, see if you dare to be so arrogant!"

"Okay, I also want to see what skills you have grown in the past seven hundred years, to put it mildly, they are all defeated generals, and one by one they are here to talk to me quickly, but they are also poor people!"

Yunyu frowned, and when he heard some clues in his words, he asked him: "What do you mean by this!"

"What do you mean! You are all defeated under your men, don't you understand?" Fu Chen smiled indifferently: "A few days ago, the northward migration and I had a trick at the border of the cold abyss not far away, if it weren't for the fact that this Liangqiu Water would be blocked, I'm afraid I don't know who won!"

"What are you talking about! He's still alive!" Yunyu originally had an indifferent expression, but the moment he heard those two words, he looked at Quchen with sharp eyes, and forced him to ask: "You say it again! Who is fighting you?"

"It's the northward migration! Could it be that your brain is broken, did that sword 700 years ago make you stupid?

Yunyu's eyes flashed, and a strong and dazzling electric light was summoned from his arm, like a tsunami, carrying the wreath and silk silk white cloth in the hall and galloping towards the direction of the dust, and the dust gently turned his body at a just right angle, and the electric light "hula" and his coat brushed by.

"Look at you, it's been seven hundred years, and you're still so anxious!"

Yunyu looked impatient: "Hurry up, if you have any housekeeping skills, I still have to find him!"

"If you are so eager, then you will be satisfied. As soon as the words fell, a very fast figure flashed between the lightning rushes, and a sharp blue and black light was released from the palm of his hand, staggering around Yunyu's body, like a thin blade with a cold light flying up and down in the air, pulling everyone's eyes and inadvertently hurting himself. Yunyu stretched out his hand unhurriedly, and the tyrannical and crazy lightning like flowing water swirled and condensed into a long sword, the edge was not inferior to the blue-black light, pointing directly at the dust, and flashed to the tip of his nose in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the situation, Fuchen stretched out his hand and twisted a wisp of lightning, and hit the thin silver long sword stabbed by Yunyu with a "clang", Yunyu turned the blade around an arc, and cleanly cut a small wound about an inch long on the back of Fuchen's hand, and the crimson blood flowed all over the back of Fuchen's hand in the blink of an eye, along the tiles of the bag hall drop by drop of fingers.

Fuchen stood in place, glanced at Zhuo Yunyu in front of him with frightened eyes, and raised his hand to look at the wound on the back of his hand, feeling a burst of surprise in his heart. He shook his injured hand and took a deep breath, and a few wisps of blue and black divine power flowed out of the narrow bright red wound, and the wound was like a petal closing, like a bone snake, "brushing" a sensitive healing whole.

"It seems that I really underestimated you, seven hundred years, you have really grown a lot of ability. He shook his left hand and shook his neck, the evil and unfathomable in his dark pupils.

Yunyu didn't say anything more, the thin silver long sword in his hand turned into tiny points of light and dissipated into the air, he turned around and walked quickly in the direction of Liang Qiushui's room.

"Stop, what are you going to do!" Fu Chen scolded and stopped Yunyu.

"What I'm going to do, don't you know in your heart?"

"How can I know what you want to do!"

"Of course, it's broken through the four days and five squares!Is there anything else you want to ask?" Yunyu stood in place, with his back to the dust, and replied coldly.

"Even if you want to kill him, you have to wait for him to come out of retreat and fight him openly, what kind of action are you doing by taking advantage of his retreat and taking his life?"

"For what kind of person, I have always used the method suitable for him to deal with him, go to the dust, you have said so many things here today, I think I also know, you and I use the power of thunder and lightning to balance the extremes of the thunder and lightning species, no one can suppress anyone, seven hundred years ago, if I remember correctly, you have that shield with extremely strong defense ability in your hand - supreme imprint, today, at this moment, even if you take out that thing again, it is not much use, if you are nosy, I still advise you to think carefully!"

"Supreme Mark? I haven't used it for a long time, I know that thing is a nightmare for everyone in Atlante, but it is as fragile as a blank sheet of paper for you, but don't forget, even if I can't stop you today, if you kill Liang Qiushui, aren't you afraid that the city lords of the other three countries will unite to make trouble for you!"

Yunyu suddenly became interested, stretched his brows, and looked curious: "Go to Chen, what's wrong with you today? If it was before, you would have taken the opportunity to kill Liang Qiushui." You villain, apart from intrigues and tricks, how do you know how to defend others today?"

A slight flush suddenly appeared on Fu Chen's face, but he was suppressed by him in an instant: "It is my own will whether I defend or not defend others, if you insist on anyone in the East Hanyuan today, I will do my best to stop you!"

Yunyu didn't say anything more, and neatly stretched out his hand to release a burst of light that pointed directly at the four heavens and five squares, and when the light and the formation collided, there was an instant sound of "banging" in the air, and the blue bricks and rubble around him were "banging" fell from the top of his head, shattered on the ground, and when his body shook, he hurriedly flashed to the front of the formation, caught the dazzling light, Yunyu urged hard, and the light instantly dispersed, falling apart into a rainstorm-like fine silver needle, and the air rubbed out a ghostly whistling sound and galloped away.

Fu Chen didn't have time to think about it, he summoned countless twists and turns of lightning from his palm, and compressed them into a dazzling shield, and the small silver needles like a rainstorm instantly pierced through the shield with an invisible force in the air, and his eyes flashed when he saw the situation, and he turned his body sideways, and the silver needles all penetrated the four heavens and five squares, and there was a low explosion sound on the other side of the wall.

Liang Qiuyin, who was standing far away, rolled his eyes suspiciously, and had a plan, he watched the two people in front of him release their divine power to each other, he tiptoed outside the main hall, stretched out his hand and quietly called a few soldiers, and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, let's act!"

Outside the main hall, Liang Qiuyin disappeared.

"Get out of the way of me!"

"Zhuo Yunyu, don't go too far, don't force me, I don't want to use the power of the gods for the sake of the cold abyss!"

"It's you, not me! If you hadn't stopped it, the old thief of Liang Qiushui would have been killed a long time ago, why is there so much trouble, if you don't get out of the way for me, I really won't ......!"

Before the words were finished, the surrounding houses began to shake and collapse with the explosion of explosives, and countless silk and white cloths were buried under the ruins, the sky-high fire spit out a proud tongue of fire from the roof and scorched the sky, the crazy bluestone breaking sound in the ears, the muffled sound of the flesh and blood of countless soldiers' corpses being smashed, the screams of panic and escape tore the eardrums like air, and the dust raised filled the gaps.

"Go to Chen, you are really ruthless, in order to stop me, you don't even want your own life!" Yun Yu stared at Fu Chen's flustered eyes and questioned him.

"You still think you put the explosives! I've been fooled!"

When the words fell, the two people turned into light and disappeared on the collapsed hall in an instant, the original magnificent rain city hall was buried by the collapsed masonry, a gray and messy scene, the sky-high firelight, broken glass and wooden boards, the dust of the ruins, the dripping rain, everything in front of him was like the Wraith Land seven hundred years ago.

Zhuo Yunyu stood in the open space outside the main hall with a solemn face, and only then did he clearly realize that he was on the seal of Liangqiu. He looked around and looked at Zhou Xing, who had fainted in place, covered in blood, and there was a trace of compassion in his heart, and a certain nerve connected to the heart was suddenly provoked to pain for a second, he looked around again, and the dust had long since disappeared, leaving only the desolate ruins in front of him to be buried by the dripping rain, the original skyrocketing fire had already been poured through, and only the roar of seeming to be absent was left in the distance, and the blood diluted by the rain between the ruins flowed down the terrain to his feet, and the huge despair was like a black and miserable dark cloud pressed down without a head and no brain, making people feel suffocated。

Yunyu's eyes were confused, he shook his head and sighed: "It's been seven hundred years, and the hatred is so deep, but now it's fading, what else can I worry about!"

Yunyu glanced back at Zhou Xing, who had a rainy face, and turned around and left helplessly.

What does it take to delay time in the face of hatred?

The more time passes, the more hatred becomes.

Yunyu's figure slowly disappeared, disappeared in the smoke screen drizzle, disappeared in the past sorrow, disappeared after a body of sadness.

"Can I take you back if I want?"

Looking back in the ruins, it was quiet as if time had collapsed, there was no life, there was no sound, some sadness was more and more hidden, but the more profound it became, the long river of years washed countless fine emotions, some hatred had already ended like this, and some people had disappeared faintly.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and a person came out of the ruins, dressed in dusty clothes, a few strands of messy hair, eyes stained with hatred, and the tips of the naturally drooping fingers were stained with some bright red and sticky bloodstains, "tick-tock" dripping on the broken wall one by one, he calmly walked over, in the hazy drizzle, the lonely and tragic figure looked desolate and distressing. Step by step, he walked to Zhou Xing's side, he picked up Zhou Xing, who was unconscious on the ground, his hands were bloody, and released a few traces of divine power from his fingers to instill him instilled, for a moment, Zhou Xing slowly opened his eyes, his eyes stained with rain, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his tired face, his broken clothes, and the broken spear and short sword around him, he looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes suddenly felt a little more comforting, and he also read a little relieved.

"City Lord!" Zhou Xing forcibly took a breath, and called out with weakly half-closed eyes.

"Don't talk first, gasp for breath first, and I'll send you back to Zhou's house first." Liang Qiushui looked at Zhou Xing with solemn eyes, but he secretly made a plan in his heart.

A plan for revenge, a plan that is enough to burn both himself and Zhuo Yunyu.

Wind side of the east of Atestus: Void

Everyone looked at Yang Huan and the pig's every move in surprise, and they didn't understand why this happened, at the back of the crowd, the head of Qingyi hurried over with two flustered disciples, and asked everyone in a serious tone: "What's wrong!"

Bai Zhou immediately put the list booklet in his hand to the little junior brother behind him, and walked nervously in front of Qing Yi.

"What's going on here in Baizhou? Let the two disciples call me over in a hurry, but what's the big deal?"

"Back to the master, there is an abnormality in the hedgehog, go over and take a look!"

After listening to Bai Zhou's words, Qingyi hurried forward with a nervous expression.

In front of me is a verdant green, turbulent white mountain spring "lala" from the top of the mountain galloping down, stirring on the blue and black rocks scattered into a piece of foam in the air, through the hurried leaves to see the past, the black hole is empty, the pig face is gentle on the ground, the eyes are no longer the unwavering in the past, at this moment has become gentle like water to pity everyone, pity all the uneasiness and hatred in the world. Yang Huan was dressed in a gray coarse cloth robe, the long black hair behind him was tied neatly by a black headband, his face was relaxed with pity, as if he was playing happily with his pet cat, while the pink flesh was still writhing nervously, and the viscous blood was dried on the ground, exuding a disgusting breath, which was very shocking at a glance!

Qing Yi's heart was shocked, and he thought carefully: This hedgehog is an ancient beast, born with the spirit sword, and has survived in this world for tens of thousands of years, for people with hatred and evil thoughts, the hedgehog is a nightmare, but even if it is a good person, the hedgehog has never appeared in this situation, could it be that this kid is ......

"Master, this candidate's name is Yang Huan, in the trial of the last game of life and death chess, it was you who asked Yang Huan and another candidate, Xu Fuhui, to make an exception to enter this third exam, and now this situation occurs, what should we do?

Qing Yi frowned and pondered for a while: "Are these two people the two people who passed through the Star Blood Field?"

"That's right, Master, you also asked me to pay close attention to these two people, and I also sent a disciple to inquire about the life experience, and I also reported it to you, but what should I do about this situation now?"

Qing Yi lowered his head and thought carefully for a while, sighed deeply, as if he had made some major decision, he turned his head to Bai Zhou in a serious tone and said: "Let him pass for the time being, no matter what the origin of this kid is, he is an ordinary person, if there is any person with a strong background, we can control it, on the one hand, don't arrange for Yang Huan and Na Xu to return to learn divine arts, on the other hand, strengthen the guard, we must ensure the safety of the "Inheritance of the Soul Blood", you know?"

Bai Zhou nodded cautiously, and nodded not far away.

A "Yang Huan, pass!" completely put down the big stone in his heart.

The fine sweat on Xu Fuhui's forehead on the side instantly decreased, and the eyes that were originally staring at Yang Huan slowly relaxed, and his breath became stable.

At the beginning, so many worries were instantly solved, Xu Fuhui looked at the person in front of him who was born and died with himself, and there was a doubt in his heart: what is the origin of this kid, the forgetting bird can obey his orders, the star blood field can actually use the power of the gods, what is the origin of the stone sentry on his chest, and at the same time released the power of the Quartet Yuan Species, and now the pig instantly let go of the past seriousness, the most incomprehensible thing is the person named Beiqian in the cabin in Songling Town that day, the divine power in his body is absolutely immeasurable, and he can't even find out his Tianbing between the filaments, such a mysterious and terrifying person, only for his safety, and the thousand mountains that can turn into a war dragon that penetrates the sky and the earth, there must be some earth-shattering secret, this secret is buried deep in the ground, no daylight, and one day a sudden thing detonates the earth's crust, this secret will be known by itself, but at present, a lot of things, a lot of clues are complicated and intertwined, and it can't be thought through!

Xu Fuhui is now flashing a lot of complex fragments in his mind, messily flashing with some weird light, but when he is staggered and horizontal, he has never been able to piece together a complete picture, the secret buried in the ground, is slowly sucking up some unknown power and hatred, or it can be said that he is groping for an invisible fuse, the unknown future, a huge and hasty secret is slowly awakening, can break through the surface at any time, can tear people's hearts at any time, but Xu Fuhui has never been able to find a clue to the beginning, this fear hanging in the void makes him feel very uneasy, and a chill suddenly arises behind him, like a huge bloodthirsty beast standing, he could only look at Yang Huan from a distance, his face pale and thinking about something.

What is it!

Why do you feel so confused!

Rushed, messy, lost, overwhelmed!

What the hell is there that I haven't thought of yet!

On the high mountain rocks in the distance, standing in the wind stood two people, Beiqian and Qianshan, two figures, one black and one white.

"Look, I'll just say that kid has his own ability, big brother doesn't need to be careful!"

"Qianshan, did you feel a familiar power just now?" Beiqian turned his head and asked Qianshan with a calm face.

Qianshan propped one hand behind him, sat on the ground, took a sip of spirits in a chic manner, and said casually: "Are you talking about the power of the gods?"

Beiqian shook his head: "Qianshan, have you drunk too much, the power of the gods is born with a domineering aura, and it has the power to deter everything, but the power I just felt appeared from the south, and around this force, it seems that all the formations have failed......"

Qianshan was drinking wine, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the movement of holding the wine jug in his right hand stopped in the air, he turned his head and looked at the north: "Big brother, you are not wrong, this Atlante and Wraith Land for tens of thousands of years, a force can overwhelmingly defeat all attack and defense formations, throughout the ages, only the third brother can do it, the Tianbing that he "penetrates" is incomparably sharp, the third brother disappeared after the first battle seven hundred years ago, big brother, you should be wrong!"

Beiqian shook his head again and sighed: "Qianshan, you should know that there is a power connection between the Tianbing of our four brothers, no matter how far away it is, as long as someone sacrifices the power of Tianbing, the other three can sense it, in the past seven hundred years, because you have never used your "death" Tianbing, so I can't perceive your existence, just now as soon as this "penetration" appeared, I felt it for the first time!"

"According to what you say, the third brother appeared? Didn't you say that the third brother had fallen seven hundred years ago?"

"I don't know, let's go check it out!"

"Don't bother big brother, you go to check, don't you still have to check the relationship between that sunset and Lan Yue, as well as the whereabouts of the god of the underworld?

"That's good, over there in the cold abyss, Liang Qiushui is a big trouble, although your Tianbing is strong, but you still have to be careful, no matter what the result is, you have to tell me!"

Qianshan nodded, took a sip of wine, and then put the wine jug on his waist, and turned into a black dragon that reached the sky and the earth in place, roaring up, tearing through the clouds, and disappearing into the distance.

Yamashita:

Yang Huan stood beside Xu Fuhui with a calm face, quietly waiting for the little junior brother's speech.

"Are you alright?" said Xu Fu's tone with a hint of doubt.

Yang Huan shook his head.

The little junior brother took out the roster in his hand and walked over from a distance step by step: " Candidates, please be quiet, from the first life and death illusion exam to the present, from more than 100 people to now only five people have passed the final trial, on behalf of the Zero Sword Sect, I would like to express comfort and apology to the people who fell off the list, and congratulate the five people who passed, namely: Yin Biyuan, Lian Shui, Zhu Chengtian, Yang Huan, Xu Fuhui, the five of you have passed the trial of the Zero Sword Sect at all levels, and you have rightfully become the disciples of the Zero Sword Sect！”

Everyone dispersed one after another, like fallen leaves falling from the trees frantically, spinning to the ground thousands of times, turning into spring mud, silently guarding.

Along the way, Yang Huan and Xu Fuhui walked side by side, neither of them said anything, both of them were silently thinking about something in their hearts, and the direction they were walking was the place to stay.

The bluestone floor tiles on the ground were paved with two forks, and Xu Fuhui chose the path on the right with a silent face.

"Again, you're on the wrong track, this is the way back to your accommodation, and that road is the way down the mountain. Yang Huan asked Xu Fuhui with an uncertain expression.

"Tomorrow is the gift, you can't go down the mountain at will, while it's not dark yet, I'll go down the mountain to buy something to prepare, you go back first." Xu Fuhui's face was calm, his heart was troubled and complicated at the moment, he used the excuse of buying things in the three districts, in fact, he needed to find a quiet place to sort out the messy thoughts in his heart, otherwise he would definitely be caught off guard when something suddenly appeared one day in the future!

Yang Huan stood in place with a blank expression at the fork in the road, he didn't understand what kind of thing Xu Fuhui was hiding in his heart, even if he had passed all the trials of the Zero Sword Sect now, he couldn't be happy in his heart.

Fortunately, it all came to an end!

The clear sky in the distance began to surge, countless thick white clouds gathered together, as if something had happened, a cold wind blew over, Yang Huan couldn't help but shiver, he didn't think about anything, all the way, lowered his head, walked to the accommodation, looked from a distance, the lonely and weak thin figure in the air looked distressing, the invisible autumn wind carried the withered yellow leaves behind him a few times, and then landed.

After walking for a while, I looked up and saw the familiar figure standing at the door of my room: dark waist-length hair with a few butterfly hair ornaments, thin braids in my ears, a simple light green robe, and a slender waist that looked so thin in the autumn wind.

"Is it you?" Yang Huan raised his eyes and saw her in front of the door, and couldn't help blurting out.

The woman standing at the door turned around, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, he looked at Yang Huan, there was still an old dress in the crook of his arm, he slowly walked down three or four steps, the Fanghua tree around him was poignantly withering leaves, like heavy snow, the corners of the woman's clothes were gently blown by the wind, and the beauty was like a painting.

"This is not ......" Yang Huan saw the clothes in the crook of the woman's arm, and suddenly remembered something.

"It's your clothes. Diexi said softly: "I left in the rain that day, it was this dress you gave me, and then we never saw each other again, until the last time, I saw Xu Fuhui dealing with those few people in black, and when you were unconscious on the side, I knew that you lived in the Zero Sword Sect, and then because of too many things, I didn't have a chance to talk to you properly." ”

Yang Huan just remembered, his heart seemed to suddenly sprout countless green shoots, crazy through the soil and growing happily, he didn't know what to say for a while, just said in a hurry: "Yes, I remembered, then why are you standing here, it's cold and dewy outside, hurry up and go into the house and sit!"

"I learned that you passed the trial, and I came to congratulate you, but I didn't expect you to come back yet, and there was no one in the room, so I stood outside the door for a while, it's okay!"

"Well, let's come in and have a cup of hot tea, it's good to warm up. Yang Huan said as he walked quickly to the door, stretched out his hand to push open the wooden door, "squeak" accompanied by the severe frost of late autumn, the door shaft made a piercing sound, Yang Huan walked into the house, and walked in behind him, standing in place with his skirt unraised, looking at Yang Huan's deep facial features, his heart rippled.

Yang Huan hurriedly brewed a pot of steaming snow tea, accompanied by the sound of clear water poured into the teacup, and the originally shrunken snow leaves slowly stretched out in the hot water.

Diexi stood aside, placing the clothes in the crook of his arm on the chair beside him.

"Sit. ”

The two then sat down facing each other, Yang Huan stretched out a hand and pushed the teacup on the table in front of Diexi, the snow tea in the teacup shook gently in an arc, but did not spill a drop.

Diexi picked up the teacup, took a sip lightly through his sleeve, and said faintly: "This tea is still as good as before." ”

"You're still as charming as ever. Yang Huan suddenly stood up and approached Diexi's face, the tips of the noses of the two people were less than an inch apart, and there was silence all around, and between the four eyes, Yang Huan's eyes looked at Diexi unswervingly.

Diexi didn't have time to react to this sudden everything, his eyes fled in a hurry, his heart wrinkled tightly, and he jumped "bang", not knowing what to do.

Yang Huan sat back down, lowered his head and squeezed the teacup in his palm tightly, his heart flustered.

"The ......"

"I ......"

Neither of them could utter a complete sentence, and their faces flushed.

Diexi suddenly stood up, her cheeks flushed, and she finally spoke: "I'm leaving, I still have a lot to do!"

Yang Huan stood up slowly, and his tone was reluctant: "You're leaving so soon?"

"Well, there's a lot of work I haven't done yet! Diexi lowered his head, and his tone was also a little unclear and unclear.

"I'll send you away. ”

Diexi walked out of the door step by step, the moment one of her feet stepped out of the threshold, a black figure flashed quickly from the side outside the door, Diexi didn't have time to react, "Ahh

Yang Huan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran out of the door, looking at the man who was covered with black mist with sharp eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed at him, with a natural aura, and said in a stern tone: "You let her go for me!"

"Why should I let her go!!The power of the gods in her body is so pure, as long as I suck him up, my power will be one step further!" the man's voice was like some kind of beast, hoarse and bloodthirsty. The black mist wrapped around his body slowly fell off his body, and wisps began to crawl all over his body along his ankles, and every inch he moved, his expression became more painful.

"Stop me!" Yang Huan's eyes flashed with a burst of light, and he looked at the man in front of him who seemed to be a monster with a nervous expression, stretched out his hand behind his back, the air in the palm of his hand was transparently distorted, and with a sound of "Boom!" in the room, the sword ghost quickly pulled out of the scabbard and held it tightly in Yang Huan's hand.

"Good boy, since you are going to die, then I will fulfill you!" The man was in place, one hand strangling his throat, and the other hand summoned countless black mist to cover the sky, divided into two, divided into four, and split like a black snake in the air flexibly in the direction of Yang Huan, like a fierce beast.

Yang Huan picked up the sword ghost in his hand, emitted a burst of transparent light, and fiercely entangled with the countless black mist, the ethereal mist roared like a ghost and bit Yang Huan's arm with a terrifying sound, Yang Huan instantly felt that the power of the gods in his body seemed to have broken a wound and leaked out frantically, he split the black gas on his arm, sacrificed the sword ghost in his hand, and split several narrow rays of light from the air, and countless transparent airflows and flexible black mist flew up and down in front of him, constantly emitting the sound of vicissitudes of memory。

The man stretched out his tongue, licked it animally, and suddenly released a black light in his eyes, as if he saw his favorite prey, while drooling, he looked at Yang Huan: "The power in your kid's body is really not astringent, I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I have never tasted such special divine power!"

The man fiercely threw Diexi aside, Diexi didn't stand firm, took a few steps back, didn't come back to his senses, and a few wisps of black ** qi around him surrounded him like a ghost, and his whole body couldn't exert a little strength, and his divine power seemed to be bound. He stood in place, watching the man who was like a beast open his bloody mouth and galloped away in the direction of Yang Huan, his heart was in a hurry, but his hands were restrained, and he had no choice but to shout anxiously: "Yang Huan!

The man took advantage of several black mist to wrap around him, and when Yang Huan was distracted, he rushed to Yang Huan like a burst of fire, Yang Huan didn't react, and was bitten by the man on the arm.

There was ash all around.

It's like a nightmare!

Yang Huan endured the severe pain, silently reciting the inaudible incantation in his mouth, and suddenly released a wave of qi on his arm, which shook the man's bloody mouth and turned into a sharp sword that went straight to the man's throat.

The man was shaken away by the sword several meters away, and there was an indescribable expression on his face.

Yang Huan stood in place, two deep tooth marks appeared on his arm, and a few wisps of golden divine power flowed through the wound, and the flesh and blood quickly returned to its original state, like a bone snake.

"This self-defense spell taught to me by the Reversion is really useful!"

The man looked at him in front of him, his eyes were furious, and several mist bolted out from behind him again, and pushed forward with both hands, the mist seemed to have eyes, and the dark mist flashed with crimson points of light, and it tore straight in the direction of Yang Huan.

Seeing the situation, Yang Huan stretched out his hand, stirring the source of divine prayer in his body, and the air in front of him was instantly compressed and gathered into a wall of qi by a force, invisibly opening up a wave of qi, and the fallen leaves on the ground were blown away with a "hula" sound, and a few wisps of mist touched the wall of air, but they could no longer collide!

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the side of the Diexi looked anxious, but he couldn't think of anything, the beast-like man shook his messy hair, and his eyes revealed a large area of fierce light, he easily stretched out a hand, and constantly released demonic energy from the palm of his hand to confront the qi wall sacrificed by Yang Huan.

Yang Huan stretched out his hands to support the invisible qi wall in front of him, some fine sweat began to appear on his forehead, he tried to raise his eyes, looking at the monster-like man in front of him, he didn't have time to wonder, at the moment he was just worried about the safety of Diexi.

Suddenly, a strange picture flashed in Yang Huan's mind, he was distracted, the wall of air in front of him was pierced by countless black mist, and the moment he was about to penetrate his body, the stone whistle hanging in front of Yang Huan suddenly released a burst of intense light, like a storm tornado, sweeping countless black mist and exploding wildly, countless air currents swirled in the air, and the silver light penetrated through the man's body like a fast blade.

The man's clothes began to be soaked with red blood, and his whole body began to turn into a puddle of black water to the ground, and a pool of black liquid like a black hole quickly gathered on the ground, and dense and terrifying black tentacles grew densely in the liquid, wriggling like black roundworms, and a dark and hoarse terrifying sound came from the air.

The black liquid seemed to have life, slowly squirming in the direction of Yang Huan, like a pitch-black ghost, the undead were terrifying!

Yang Huan stood in place, not knowing what to do, with a look of fear and uneasiness.

Flowers grow from the fine rainwater

If the flowers rot out of time

Time has nowhere to escape

See the back of your departure

It's like a hoarse love talk

The autumn wind swayed in the sky

The symphony embroiders the painting in the dream

Century is completely forgotten

Hear your hoarse voice

It's like a snow tea for years