In a valley near the city of Ruotai, heavy rain also poured down on the fat plantains outside the cave. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound was like a cry.

Ji Wushuang had already come to the Xun Marriage Country nine thousand miles east of Jiucheng a day ago, and at this time he glanced at the chaotic rain outside, although he didn't have sentimental skills, he still couldn't help but think of the strange woman who had a night of fish and water with him.

From that day on, her meaning to his whole world was completely different.

Whether it is the feeling of guilt in his heart at the moment, or the subversion of this woman's three views on him.

All of this lifted this woman to an extremely important position in his heart that could not be ignored.

He wanted to make it up to her, he wanted to repay her.

"Two years, wait for me. Ji Wushuang muttered to himself, and immediately formed a strange handprint on his hand, and suddenly the immortal aura was swirling, attracting the demonic energy and vitality in the Ten Thousand Souls Demon Ding in front of him, and the treasure was solemn.

......

On the shore of the 3,000 weak water, the heavy rain is still pouring.

It crackled and landed on the sea of mirrors not far away, but it couldn't make the slightest ripple, it just fell and then disappeared.

On the clear mirror, the overcast sky is always reflected.

Looking at this sea, Ling Xue couldn't help but think of that sea, as well as the Yiren in her heart.

Yiren once fell into her ear and whispered pleading, "You must come back." ”

She agreed.

However, she has broken her promise now, for the first time.

She understood that she shouldn't be able to wait for Si Beixing.

However, it may be better not to see it.

As long as she's alive.

This time she came here, and she didn't have the idea of dying.

She burst out laughing, and it was rare that she hadn't laughed so unscrupulously since she had the Sword Guts Heart.

Everyone laughed inexplicably, they didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, many monks felt panicked at the moment, and they all used Dao methods to sword Ling Xue here.

The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

In an instant, all kinds of brilliant colors bloomed like fireworks in the night.

However, in the next moment, with the girl's demon pupils suddenly shrank.

The world seemed to stand still, the sky full of fire trees and silver flowers stopped in mid-air, and the bell from a distant place rang in her heart.

Bang.

It's not enough.

She burned her essence and blood, shattering the blood dragon, and a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, shocking the world.

Two tones.

shattered the avenue of yin and yang, and collapsed dozens of zhang of the earth.

Three tones.

The sound of the wind, the rain, the chimes of the bells, the sound of the sound.

Countless Dao methods have been shattered, endless voids have been shattered, mountains and rivers have trembled, and the heavens and earth have cracked, this is the true majesty of the Great Emperor!

Many people spurted blood, and more of them widened their eyes and showed shocked looks, and thousands of troops retreated.

No one dared to approach this seemingly delicate Doom Emperor, and some people had even knelt down under this amazing imperial power.

Jingting stood in the middle of the sea of people, dressed in red, hunting and flying in this shocking coercion, looking at Ling Xue deeply.

Ling Xue's gaze calmly swept over the thousands of troops and horses, and put away the demonized state.

As the two dragon wings gradually disappeared, her eyes also turned into a clear ink color, as if she understood the girl's thoughts, and the admiration in Jingting's heart was even greater.

Ask the cultivators of the world who are refining gods, can they do this?

Such a peerless talent, such a peerless elegance, and such an imperial spirit.

I'm afraid there will be no more.

The girl landed lightly on the ground, feeling the rain falling and unconsciously spreading the umbrella.

The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and if it is a rainstorm, hold an umbrella on the top.

This is what she said to Xi Li'er in her red sleeves, but now the rainstorm is too big, and you can't hold it anymore.

She suddenly thought of the original sword of the Sword Emperor Dugu Night.

That sword cut through the mighty sky, and the blood rain lasted endlessly.

At that time, Lonely Night asked her if she wanted to learn my sword.

She said yes.

Although she failed to live up to the Sword Emperor's ardent expectations for her, she couldn't live up to this eternal creation.

One body turned to fight for three thousand miles, and one sword dared to be a master of ten thousand swords.

She also needed a sword.

The dragon and sword in the sea are still asleep, but it doesn't matter.

She endured severe pain, completely burning the demon pupils in her body, and the sea of blood suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and at the same time, her talent for copying also began to climb unlimitedly, making her eyes brighter and brighter, staring closely at the dragon sword.

It's not enough.

She shattered the last of her creations, shattered the guts of her sword and shattered her heart.

With the shattering of the sword gall and the heart, the world of Zhihai began to completely crack, and the sea of blood lost its balance, turned the world upside down, and spread the heavens and the earth.

The deep sleep of the god seemed to have sensed the changes in the outside world, and the closed dragon's eye moved slightly, but it still did not wake up.

At this moment, the girl's white clothes were like blood, and drops of red blood slowly flowed from her fingertips.

The momentum on her body continued to rise, and when it reached the extreme, a pitch-black dragon sword really appeared in her hand.

She was also a little surprised that the dragon sword had really been copied, although it was only the power of a sword, but it was enough.

When the dragon sword came out, the entire heaven and earth were dimmed, and only this peerless half-demon emperor was left.

All that was left was the Excalibur in her hand.

The three true kings shrank their eyes, trembling in fear, and finally made a brazen attack together.

Ling Xue said softly, "Sword go." ”

In her mind, there was only the peerless sword of the Sword Emperor that cut through the sky.

The sun is twilight and the sky is cold, and a sword is floating.

Mountains and rivers are broken, and blood and rain are shaking.

This sword is this sword.

She learned.

......

Of the four hundred, only a few dozen were still standing at the moment, and the blood was pouring down.

Guan Hongdie's arm was abolished, and blood gushed out, and the world realized that the puppet would also bleed, and the true king of the Heavenly Lotus Demon Gate, Kou Zong, was also covered in blood.

Even the corners of Jingting's mouth overflowed with blood, and on the vertical palm in his hand, the tiger's mouth had been shattered.

He claimed to be able to win the first true king of Shenzhou, but until now, he has been injured for the first time and was injured by a woman.

This woman is walking step by step at the moment, in white Lingbo.

The only remaining princes saw her at this moment as if they had seen a cat and a mouse, their eyes were in awe, and they flinched again and again.

The steps are empty, but no one dares to stop them.

She came to the shore of the Sea of Mirrors.

Thousands of miles of weak water and sea are like mirrors, reflecting the ups and downs, and also reflecting a peerless woman covered in blood.

Ling Xue looked at herself in the mirror calmly.

Dressed in white with blood, pale, with a dull gaze, and his breath about to be extinguished, he really thinks that the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and the hero is at the end.

She suddenly remembered Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, who died by the river.

Suddenly turned around.

Surrounded by mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, she held her sword and looked at everyone coldly.

Just this time, everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, and their hearts were beating, like a frightened bird.

Just when everyone wanted to fully release their lifelong cultivation into the Dao Method, a coquettish voice sounded in advance, stopping everyone.

"She's just bluffing. ”

Suddenly, there were a few pops.

I saw that Ling Xue's slender and delicate limbs were pierced by the four silk threads hanging from the sky, and as the blood splashed out, the dragon sword also disappeared suddenly, and the rest of the people knew that Ling Xue had indeed run out of oil.

Guan Hongdie stepped forward step by step, as a notorious sword idiot, no one dared to stop her, stretched out her only remaining hand, lifted Ling Xue's veil and threw it into the sea of mirrors.

Just when the veil was silently swallowed by the sea of mirrors, Guan Hongdie's face also showed a pale and weak face that could not hide his stunning face.

This face, which makes people feel pity when they see it, is looking at her angrily at the moment, and the emperor who has just come down with a sword is still there, the more she looks at it, the more happy she becomes, and a pair of pale yellow nether pupils are more and more enchanting.

"Did you want to take the initiative to die just now?"

She seemed to remember her dark experience, a sickly sense of revenge came to her heart, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she gently supported the girl's chin with her slender jade fingers, hooked her lips and said with a smile: "Your current expression is really similar to me in the past...... It's just that you're countless times better than I was back then, so I like you so much, can you understand how it feels? ”

She leaned over slightly, the cold and delicate cheeks of the doll were pressed against the girl's ear, exhaled like an orchid, and said softly: "Being able to hurt us like this shows that the Emperor Chiling is really not mistaken, if you make your corpse into a puppet...... Hee-hee, although it's a pity that you self-destruct Daoji, it's still a half-demon body, and it should be fun to make it my personal demon puppet. ”

Ling Xue kept trying to struggle, but now that she had nothing, how could she escape, she could only be nailed to death by a few silk threads in the air, unable to move a bit.

The only thing he could do was to stare wide-eyed at the graceful man in red in front of him.

"The Red Butterfly Fairy is really a wonderful person, what he said is extremely good, such a delicate emperor flower, it is a pity to throw it directly on the ground and step on it. ”

Heavenly Lotus Demon Sect's True King Kou Zong thought of the supreme majesty of Fang Cai Ling Xue like a sword emperor, his heart was itching and salivating, and then he said with a gloomy smile: "But just like this is still too wasteful, why don't you lend me a little bit of fun before that?"

Guan Hongdie glanced at him when she heard this, and said sarcastically: "Aren't you afraid of her, I just saw that you were almost scared out of urine." ”

Kou Zong smiled slightly, and said lightly: "She has already destroyed the Great Emperor Daoji, and the sea of qi has collapsed, how can I be afraid." ”

"It's not that I can't leave it to you......" Guan Hongdie chuckled, and then her voice became slightly more sickly, "But I want to see you play her like a fairy to death, and take the initiative to ask you to suck her completely dry." ”

Kou Zong glanced at her deeply, and was a little more jealous of this woman with a heart like a femme fatale, but he laughed and said: "There is naturally no problem with this, I can't see that the fairy is also a person who can play." ”

Ling Xue turned a deaf ear to the foul language of the two, she was extremely weak at the moment, and she was not far from death, and the scenes of her past and present lives appeared like a marquee.

She thought of a lot of people and a lot of things.

She and Ke Yimeng sat on the dragon's head, looking at the vast land, seeing that the sparks were bright, the sea of clouds was like a canopy, Xiang Feiying of the city of Wu was sacrificing his life for her, Zhao Wouji seemed to be uninhibited but actually had a deep heart, she also thought of the scene next to the bonfire, Xue Lei, the real boy with a shield in front of her.

But at the end of the day, she couldn't help but think of the man named Chen Yifan and Ji Wushuang.

Scenes of pictures can't help but appear in front of you, from Wangcheng to Chunyang to Tianyun, then to Canghai, Jiucheng, and finally to the sea of mirrors in front of you......

Kou Zong had already walked to her side when the girl was wandering out of the world, and intoxicated took a sip of the fragrance mixed with blood on her body, this woman was the most special one he had ever seen in his life, this special fragrance was also the only one in his life, he suddenly felt intoxicated, and he couldn't wait for this fragrance to fill his internal organs.

"My Imperial Daughter, don't worry, you will be happy to forget all the pain now. Kou Zong said with a strange smile, and stretched out his hand, ready to start stroking the pair of angry twin peaks of the jade man in front of him, Ling Xue's eyes were shattered, but he didn't expect that she would be defiled by this before she died.

At this moment, her hatred was monstrous, and boundless resentment was brewing in her body unconsciously.

It's just that she understands that all resistance has no effect, so she just slowly closes her eyes, and the corners of her mouth show a few traces of sadness and self-deprecation.

Just when Kou Zong's fingers were about to touch the **** of the beauty, he was suddenly shocked and turned away slightly.

At that moment, a flying arrow pierced through.

In the pouring rain, a hollow was formed.

With a pop, a gorgeous blood flower bloomed on the heart of the girl in white, her heart had been completely torn apart by this arrow, she suddenly opened her eyes in pain, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

She took one last look at the mirror court, and under the huge impact, her delicate body flew backwards from mid-air for several feet, and then finally fell into the mirror sea

With 100,000 banners, he finally killed the half-demon emperor.

It's just that he died, but he didn't splash a single wave, just like being quietly swallowed by an endless abyss.

Jing Ting's eyes were complicated, and the two fingers that pulled the invisible bowstring gradually loosened, and after pronouncing Amitabha, he said, "That's enough." ”

Kou Zong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the sea of mirrors below that was not much deep, and snorted coldly: "It's really boring and tight." ”

A King Realm monk's eyes widened, and he asked in shock, "Are you dead?"

Jing Ting pursed her lips, and said after a while: "She has exhausted the emperor's qi and shattered the sea of qi, and now she has been penetrated by me and fallen into thousands of miles of weak water, and she is indeed dead and can no longer die." ”

Guan Hongdie frowned a little regretfully, then looked at the abyss-like ocean and asked, "What is under the sea of mirrors?"

The little novice felt bored, and even more depressed when he looked at the smoke and rain in the sky, so he turned around, leaving only two words and disappearing.

"Yellow Springs. ”

On the shore of the Mirror Sea, the half-demon emperor finally fell, and everyone felt relieved in their hearts, but there was not much joy, but there was an inexplicable emotion similar to that of the Mirror Garden.

With a sword gone, the wind and rain were shaking, and countless princes were beheaded, and three thousand weak waters asked Huangquan.

It's a pity that I only saw the sword of the emperor, but I didn't see the shocking demon dragon.

Never to be seen again.

After this war, there was no such woman in the world. (To be continued.) )