In the city of Lanzhou, Shenhuan and Dr. Li sat opposite each other and talked happily.

"Your friend, as a wounded, is not honest. She tried to leave the hospital several times, but I tried to persuade her, and she actually attacked me. As a last resort, I had no choice but to restrain her. If it weren't for your face, I wouldn't have saved such a patient who didn't care for his body. Dr. Li smiled.

Although there is a hanging pot to help the world, but those who do not cherish their bodies and lives are in vain to be saved.

"It doesn't hurt to let her suffer. Shen Huan didn't care much about the condition of Blood Dance, as long as she wasn't dead, "I'm here today, and I still have important things to ask my seniors." ”

"Oh, what's the matter?" Hearing Shenhuan say solemnly, Dr. Li put down the teacup in his hand, and only then did he pay a little attention.

"Doctor Li, do you know about the 'Same Life Box'?"

"Naturally, I know that the 'Same Life Box' is a treasure left behind when the Divine Apocalypse Dynasty was still alive, and there are very few that exist today. Why are you asking about this? Could it be that your enemy has fused the 'Same Life Box' so that you can't do it? No...... Now in the twenty-four states of the Divine Apocalypse, the only person who has the 'same fate box' is Nangong Wuya, the contemporary head of the Nangong family, how can you have a grudge against him?"

Dr. Li said this subtly, he called Nangong Wuya "the only person in the twenty-four states of the Divine Apocalypse who has the 'same life box'", perhaps implying that the number of "same life boxes" is not as rare as Xuanzhou and Shenhuan know.

"It's really related to Nangong Wuya, but it's not a grudge. Shenhuan gave the details one by one, but concealed his return to the Bloody Clothes Camp, and only said that it was a deal between himself and others.

After listening to Shenhuan's narration, Dr. Li contemplated with his eyebrows, and a full quarter of an hour passed before Dr. Li spoke: "These things have not been mentioned for too long, and I don't remember them very well. After some hard thinking, I finally found a legend I had heard in the depths of my memory. As he spoke, Dr. Li told the legend.

It turned out that as early as when the Divine Apocalypse Dynasty had not yet collapsed, the power of the "Same Life Box" had already caused the dissatisfaction of many chivalrous people. Although the "same life box" can give many people who are unable to protect themselves the capital to make the wicked jealous, if the "same life box" falls into the hands of the wicked, it will also make the righteous people dare not do anything to the wicked.

In response to such a situation, there were eight famous knights at that time, who jointly discussed and created a combat technique that could forcibly strip the "same fate box" from the person's body!

Although this combat skill does not require weapons, it is extremely difficult to understand, and it is often impossible to master this combat skill among the descendants of these eight knights. Therefore, to this day, it is unknown whether this combat skill is still mastered.

"Doctor Li, do you have any clues?" asked Shenhuan. Shenhuan believes that this skill has never been lost, and there will always be a day to pass on the painstaking efforts of this predecessor.

"Nope. Dr. Li shook his head, "This is just a legend, and its authenticity is no longer verifiable." If you can meet a powerful man who existed before the dynasty collapsed, you may be able to get some useful news. ”

After saying that, Dr. Li himself felt that what he said was impossible. Born before the collapse of the dynasty, even in Mishima is very rare, and he doesn't know it, how can Shenhuan know such an existence?

The Third Divine Apocalypse Dynasty has been around for 10,000 years, no matter whether anyone can live for 10,000 years, even if there is, such a strong man who has stood for 10,000 years without falling is estimated to be cultivating somewhere, not asking about the world.

But Shen Huan happened to know such a strong man!

Gongliang Mingxiao!

Gongliang Mingxiao, who maintains the immortality of his soul by virtue of the special structure of the "Trace of Time", is a strong man who has existed thousands of years ago!

"Doctor Li, what's the name of that move?" said Shen Huan urgently.

Doctor Li felt the eagerness between Shen Huan's words and the burning of his eyes, and was slightly stunned, and replied, "The name 'Eight Lights Break the Darkness' is to commemorate the original intention of the eight recruiters to create this combat technique. ”

"Dr. Li, then I take my leave. Shenhuan can't wait to reach Cangyun Mountain immediately now, enter the Trace of Time and ask Gongliang Mingxiao for news, "If my friend recovers, let her come to Huazhou to find me." ”

With that, Shenhuan disappeared into the medical hall, leaving the tea still warm on the table......

At the same time that Shenhuan left Lanzhou, a village in Qizhou in the west was facing a catastrophe!

A lion-shaped beast with a thunderous foot and a red flame tail is frantically slaughtering this small village without the power to resist!

This giant beast is a heaven-level beast, the Red Lion of the Three Calamities!

The Red Lion of the Three Calamities loves cannibalism, and the strength of the Heavenly Rank makes most people powerless to resist it. Everywhere the red lion of the three calamities passed, there was no sorrow and bloodshed everywhere!

The giant tail of the Red Lion of the Three Calamities swept away, and a flaming whip razed half of the village to the ground like a devastating devastation. The Three Calamities Red Lion's bloody mouth was opened, and a huge suction force that ordinary people were powerless to resist sucked dozens of people into its bloody mouth full of sharp beast teeth, turning those dozens of people into its dinner.

Just as the Red Lion of the Three Calamities was about to eat the remaining villagers in one bite, there was a coquettish cry from the sky!

"Harm people and animals!"

The Red Lion of the Three Calamities seemed to feel the pressure, gave up the lamb in his mouth, and turned back suddenly, but saw-

A figure wearing a blue and white long dress, with a shoulder draped like snow-white feathers, and a heavy sword in his hand that is extremely incommensurate with his petite body, came from the sky!

The heavy sword was swung, and the frost sword pierced through the clouds and the wind, heading straight for the evil beast. The supreme sword, the condensing sword slashed, and in the chaotic snow, the red lion of the three calamities was suddenly injured!

Under the double blow of sword wound and frostbite, the Red Lion of the Three Calamities howled out in pain, and the four powerful beast claws left huge claw marks on the ground!

The beautiful and powerful figure in mid-air has no pity for this fierce beast that harms the world, his eyes are sharp, the long sword is spread, and he pours his divine power into the end of the sword, and suddenly slashes into the ground, and the incomparable sword qi is like a dragon galloping, blasting out a bottomless huge pit on the ground!

In a flash, he came to the side of the Three Calamities Red Lion from the air, and with a wave of his heavy sword, the innate divine power contained in his slender arms smashed the huge body of the Three Calamities Red Lion into the deep pit.

For a while, the earth collapsed, and rocks fell one after another, engulfing the red lion of the three calamities in the deep pit!

The Qianying offensive with the heavy sword has not stopped, dancing and moving the sword, and the gang is full of energy!

"Sword Technique - Three Thousand Miles of Ice River!"

The incomparable sword, like a storm and snow, struck directly into the dark place that could not be seen in the deep pit, and the painful wail of the red lion of the three plagues was heard.

The wailing does not stop, the wind and snow do not stop!

The surviving villagers around looked at the torrent of wind and snow that captured the light of all things, and were amazed at first, and then turned into sincere worship and worship like gods.

After touching a stick of incense, the wailing in the pit gradually subsided, and after the last unwilling roar, it calmed down.

After the momentum of the collapse of the sky, the earth disappeared, like the music of a shower, abruptly stopped. The figure in mid-air put away the snow and the long sword, and floated away......

The man hadn't gone far before he was drawn to the sound of a wailing voice on the ground.

She slowly fell, revealing her beautiful face carved out of ice and snow.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked softly, her gaze resting on the man's left shoulder. The man's left arm had been severed at the shoulder, and strangely, not a drop of blood had escaped from the wound on the severed arm.

"Woman...... Heroine ...... Help me! Someone is going to kill me! No! No, he won't kill me! He's just torturing me! He's not human! He's not human!" The man sitting on the ground seemed to have gone a little insane, and was obviously terrified.

The ice-like woman frowned slightly, and the aura of the man in front of her who was wearing a golden brocade robe at the peak of the ground level could not be faked, and it was not an ordinary person who could scare such a master like this.

"Don't worry. What to say slowly. Who tortured you so far?" the woman comforted the man as she began to breathe as a burst of snow broke out around her. It turned out that she wanted to use the cold of the ice and snow to help the man stabilize his mood.

Perhaps because of the sudden drop in temperature, or perhaps because of the woman's soft tone, the man's mood gradually calmed down a little, and said, "There is a wicked man, who is jealous of my qi and the achievements of spells, and has poisoned my food. Attack me while I'm poisoned, and cut off my left arm, so that I can't use spells again for the rest of my life. He said he wasn't going to kill me, he was going to make me suffer for the rest of my life in the agony of not being able to use spells. He also tortured me...... He tortured me......"

Later, the man's expression became distorted and frantic again, as if he remembered some painful experience.

"Hmph!" the woman snorted coldly, "there is such a vicious person. Rest assured, I will get justice for you. Who is that man, and where is he now?"

"The man...... The man...... No, I can't tell you! Woman! You're going to be hurt by him! Thank you for your kindness, but I can't bother you!"

"Don't worry, just a thief, you can't help me. ”

"Okay......" the man agreed, reluctantly, "the wicked man's name is Shenhuan, but he is in his early twenties, and he has a long sword with a pitch-black body at his waist, which is very recognizable. When I was killed by him, he was still in Shizhou, so I don't think I would have gone too far. ”

This man is the golden hanging life who escaped from the Shenhuan sword!

"Shenhuan...... I'm going to get justice for you, so you can find a place to rest and live your life in peace. With that, the woman rolled up a gust of snow and disappeared in front of Jin's eyes......

After the woman walked away, the fear on Jin Xuanming's face swept away, and turned into a gloomy smile: "Hehe, the cold snow and cold woman known as 'Wind and Snow Jiguang', the great master of the late stage of the Heavenly Order, is so easy to deceive. Before I could use the words I had prepared later, she went to your trouble. I'm looking forward to seeing your ice sculpture soon, O Shenhuan. Hehe, dare to hit my idea, how can I let you down...... The game has just begun......"

The night is cold, and the sword wind is cold......