Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Mysterious Black-robed Man

With one step, the realm of the setting moon broke through the long-stagnant spirit realm, and the next breath broke through the realm of breaking through the void, and then the surrounding world disappeared, leaving the blood-colored earth, the blood-colored world, and a blood-colored crescent moon hanging lonely in the sky.

Feeling the Heaven Realm, and he has already gone a long way on the road to the Feeling Heaven Realm, and he can crush the early stage of the leaves falling in autumn.

Xiyue took another step with the mask, and the five Broken Void Realm followers behind her instantly shattered, becoming a blood mist, merging into this blood-colored world.

There were tears left in Zangtian's eyes, silent hoarseness, and Xiyue could hear it, but she didn't look back.

Walking out again, Xiyue walked to Ye Luoqiu's side, her blood-red eyes stared at Ye Luoqiu indifferently, and the next moment Ye Luoqiu was the same as his artistic conception, and he was torn apart.

The world has regained its clarity, but Ye Luoqiu and his entourage have disappeared forever.

Zangtian still couldn't move, and his eyes were full of reluctance.

Xiyue turned her head and looked at him indifferently, with a complicated look in her eyes.

After a long time, Xiyue floated away in red clothes and disappeared into the sky.

At this time, Tibetan genius regained control of his body.

"Don't. "Shouted, but the figure would never come back.

Zangtian fell to the ground and wept bitterly, he lost the sunset moon.

At the head of Luoqiu City, the young man in brocade looked at this scene in horror, his legs trembled with fright, he didn't expect them to dare to kill, and he was Ye Luoqiu's only son.

He regretted instigating Ye Qing, but Ye Luoqiu found out afterwards that no one could protect him, but fortunately, Ye Luoqiu died, and his death was inexplicable.

But that woman was even more terrifying, but fortunately she was far away and didn't take him as an ant in her eyes.

The young man in brocade thought with palpitations, and since then he has devoted himself to cultivation and rarely stepped out of the door of the family.

Of course, Zangtian didn't know about this matter, and Xiyue didn't know either, and they didn't even think of him.

Xiyue turned into another person and left, and Zangtian was sad.

"Okay, she has become a heavenly realm at such a young age, she must be the proud daughter of the heavens of great power, if you practice hard, you will always meet it in the future. Jian Jiu Ge put away the mentality of the game, and comforted Zangtian in a serious tone, in the Holy Domain, the Heavenly Realm is not a cabbage, and it has not yet reached the point of walking all over the ground.

"You're right, I'm not worthy of him now, only strength is the foundation of everything. Zangtian said.

He is not an unreasonable person, there must be a lot of people pursued by a proud woman like Xiyue, his current strength is too low, and only continuous improvement of strength is the king.

It's just that now he is at a loss, he is completely unfamiliar with the Holy Domain, and the slightest connection between him and the main body has been severed, and he doesn't even have a direction, he doesn't know what to do or where to go.

The Sword Nine Song Man was old and refined, and he knew what he was thinking from Zangtian's expression, and immediately said: "Send me back to the Sword Sect, and then you can stay and cultivate, although the Sword Sect is not a top-level sect, but it can still be done by providing you with what you need for cultivation." ”

"Okay. Zangtian said, going to the Sword Sect now is the only choice, at least to understand this world first.

It took a year to reach the Sword Sect with Sword Jiuge on his back.

There are countless mountains and forests around the Sword Sect, but there is only one mountain peak towering into the clouds, which looks like a real giant sword from a distance, standing between heaven and earth, and that is the mountain gate of the Sword Sect.

Forsaken Lands.

Broken Knife Door.

After the failure of the attack on the Purple Hanging Sect, the Broken Knife Gate suffered a heavy blow, and the door master Dao smiled and retreated, and now the Elder Guanchao serves as the door master.

Most of the disciples were forced to merge into the Purple Hanging Sect, and a small number of disciples chose to stay in the Broken Sword Gate, and now the Broken Sword Gate has existed in name only, leaving only the retreating Dao Yixiao, the main tide of the sect, and there are less than a hundred disciples.

On this day, everyone was the same as usual, except that the sun was obscured by black clouds, and the sky darkened as if it were evening.

"What's going on?" asked Guanchao as he walked out of the main hall.

The disciples didn't know what was going on, and no one could give him an answer.

A flash of thunder flashed in the black clouds, and a person in a black robe suddenly appeared outside the main hall of the Broken Sword Gate.

The black clouds in the sky pressed down again.

Everyone felt an oppressive breath, and their chests were panting.

A sword light cut through the black cloud, and the knife smiled and stood in front of the black-robed man, one sleeve empty.

"Who is Your Excellency, what is the matter with me Broken Knife Gate?" asked Dao Yi with a smile, although he lost an arm and his realm declined, he was still the strongest person in Broken Knife Gate.

The black-robed man didn't speak, he looked at the knife coldly and smiled, the strange thing was that the black-robed man obviously didn't cover his face, but no one could see him clearly, he could only see nothingness.

Dao smiled and felt the piercing killing intent.

"Run. Dao said with a smile.

The moment everyone was stunned, the black-robed man's palm had already penetrated Dao Yixiao's chest.

At this time, Dao Yi saw the face of the black-robed man clearly and asked, "Why?"

Didn't go back.

Dao Yixiao's body became transparent, and a Dao rhyme emanated, turning into the purest Dao rule, which was absorbed by the black-robed man, and Dao Yixiao's whole person disappeared, leaving no trace.

After Dao Yixiao died, Guanchao did not escape the demon's hands, and he was also absorbed by the Tao.

The figure of the black-robed man kept flickering, and the remaining dozens of disciples of the Broken Sword Gate were all killed.

The mad knife that left the sea of swords happened to see the disappearing figure of the black-robed man.

Before the mad knife roared angrily, the demon knife emitted a green glow, imprisoning his figure, and at the same time, a voice came into his ears: "You are not his opponent. ”

The black-robed man glanced in the direction of the mad knife, but didn't see anything unusual.

Next to the Abyss of the Falling Sun.

Ming Buping meditated for two years without moving, concentrating on the sword intent escaping from under the abyss, he had reached the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm in two years, and he was only a trace away from breaking the void realm.

In the distance, Elder Moyang came galloping, staggering, covered in blood, and seriously injured, and used the forbidden method to rush over.

Ming Buping hurriedly stood up, supported Elder Moyang, and asked worriedly, "Master, who injured you so badly?"

The Purple Hanging Sect is the dominant family in the Abandoned Land, who else dares to seriously injure the elders of the Purple Hanging Sect?

"Don't ask, you hurry up, go as far as possible, and never return to the Purple Hanging Sect. Elder Moyang said anxiously, time was pressing.

"Why?" Ming Buping asked blankly, why didn't he let him go back to the Purple Hanging Sect, did something happen?

"Don't ask, hurry up. Elder Moyang shouted angrily, he knew that Ming Buping knew nothing and might be able to escape, but if he knew the truth, he would definitely die.

"I'll take you with me. Ming Buping said stubbornly.

"I can't leave, you hurry up. Elder Moyang gave a push.

"But...... Master. ”

"If you want me to die, get out of here. Elder Moyang said sternly, he used the teleportation charm to seriously injure him just to inform Ming Buping.

"Do you think you can escape?" said a black-robed man on the edge of the abyss, in a calm tone.

"It's none of his business. Elder Moyang pleaded, "Please let him live." ”

"It's late. The black-robed man said.

"I won't let you get away with it. "Elder Moyang pushed Ming Buping down the abyss of the falling sun, this was the only way he could think of to save Ming Buping at the moment.

The moment he fell into the abyss, Ming Buping saw the black-robed man grabbing Elder Moyang's neck and lifting him up.

Elder Moyang was frightened, he didn't have time to blow himself up, his body was transparent, and he turned into a pure Dao rule, which was absorbed by the black-robed man.

The black-robed man snorted coldly at Ming Buping who had fallen into the abyss, and had a faint fear of the sword qi and sword intent of the Falling Sun Abyss.