At dusk, the lights are on, but the casinos, taverns, tea shops and Fengyue places in the imperial capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are brightly lit, and in one of the largest and most luxurious restaurants, the guests are full and the voices are boiling.

On a stone platform in the lobby on the first floor, a gray-haired storyteller was rapping with saliva, drawing bursts of applause from the audience.

The storyteller held a ruler in his hand and said: "At that time, the great sage son of Fusang blocked Ding Chuan's way, and the young master of the demon palace, Ding Chuan, was such a stop, and shouted: 'Shattering the sky with a knife', that knife can be described as earth-shattering, the wind and clouds are overshadowed, there is really the invincible demeanor of the young emperor, and the great sage son of Fusang screamed and died. ”

At this time, some people in the audience shouted dissatisfiedly: "Come on, old man, we witnessed the life-and-death decisive battle between the burial god body Ding Chuan and the Great Holy Son of Fusang today, where is it so mysterious as you say, the two of them have fought for hundreds of rounds!"

The storyteller suddenly blew his beard and glared: "The old man also watched the battle with his own eyes at the scene, and what I said is not far from ten." ”

At this time, a female voice as warm as jade sounded in the audience: "What happened later? Where did Ding Chuan go?"

Everyone followed the source of the sound and looked over, the one who opened the question was a woman with a black veil on her face, although she couldn't see her true face clearly, but her eyes like autumn water made people flutter, just looking at the graceful figure was enough to hook the soul, even the old man who told the story couldn't help but be stunned for a while, quite a bit of melancholy that the knife was old, he paused, stroked his beard and said: "After Ding Chuan killed the Fusang Holy Son with a knife, he went all the way east to kill the Fusang Holy Land, and threatened to level the Fusang Holy Land. ”

"......" An exclamation sounded from the audience, no matter how fierce the burial god body Ding Chuan was, he would not kill the base camp of the Fusang Holy Land, and this storyteller was obviously boasting.

Just when everyone began to accuse Mr. Storyteller of bragging and saying big things, Mr. Storyteller's words shook the audience again, "According to the grapevine, the twelve Taibao of the Fusang Holy Land were all killed by Ding Chuan one by one. ”

The scene suddenly became chaotic and noisy, the Twelve Taibao of Fusang are the invincible dead soldiers secretly cultivated in the Holy Land of Fusang, and the combat power of the twelve people can be compared to the Holy Lord of Fusang, Ding Chuan is now only cultivating in the Dragon Realm, how can the Twelve Taibao of Fusang be killed, many people don't believe it at all, thinking that this old guy is talking nonsense.

"The legendary story of the burial god body Ding Chuan will be here today, and now I will tell you the immortal legend of Huo Feng, the little lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, who was ...... in the West Ghost City that day."

The moon is like water, the stars are dotted, in a remote courtyard in the northwest corner of the imperial capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Ding Chuan sits in the courtyard as steady as a rock, and a ** god and demon Yuan Li is galloping in the eight veins of the Qi Jing, this time the vicious battle with Guang Teng has caused him an unimaginable heavy blow, in order to repair the injured body as soon as possible, he carefully studied the "Immortal and Indestructible" divine skill that was stripped from the soul of Guang Teng, and then followed the line of practice described in it.

According to what is stated in it, the cultivator needs to hook all the essence and blood in the body, use the essence and blood as the guide, and take the human body as the base, and condense the nine immortal divine seals to suppress the flesh and blood of his own body, so as to achieve the immortal realm where a drop of blood, a bone, and a hair can be made and regenerated, and the broken bones can be reconnected.

According to the immortal and immortal exercises, the dead Guang Teng only condensed two immortal divine seals, Ding Chuan practiced according to the immortal immortal exercises for two hours, his whole body trembled violently, his flesh and blood moved, and the first immortal divine seal condensed out and imprinted on his sea of qi.

A ** like an ocean of essence emanated, blood rolled like thunder, Ding Chuan's body erupted with a dazzling divine light, the almost cracked body healed and repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ding Chuan was overjoyed in his heart, and once again devoted himself to selfless cultivation.

The little unicorn swallowed the snake gall and snake heart of the eight-fin monster snake during the day, and it was always refining and refining, at this time it was lying in the middle of the courtyard like a big lazy cat, with big eyes slightly blind, and the body was constantly spraying a thin red glow, which seemed to be sleeping lazily, but in fact it was constantly refining the snake gall and snake heart in the body, and the scorching temperature that was invisibly emitted scorched the ground under it.

Suddenly, the lazy little unicorn was covered in scales, it looked around vigilantly for a long time and then relaxed, muttering to itself: "I obviously feel that someone is peeping, is it too nervous and hallucinating......"

However, at this moment, a brilliant sword light slashed over like a long rainbow through the sun, and the dazzling sword light pierced through the darkness and made Haoyue lose its color, and slashed towards Ding Chuan's neck with a fierce momentum.

"Hmph!" Ding Chuan, who was meditating, snorted coldly, and two golden rays of light burst out in his eyes, and a punch slammed into the sword light.

"Boom!"

There was a big earthquake, the sword rushed into the sky, and the sword light was shaken away, on the other hand, Ding Chuan was immovable, but the ground under him collapsed into a big pit, and huge ravines spread in all directions, which shows how terrifying the power of the sword just now was.

"Roar...... Who dares to do it?" the little unicorn let out a huge unicorn roar, and the tiles on the roof of the earthquake rolled down.

Ding Chuan shook his shirt and stood up, his eyes looked at the distance not far ahead, and a graceful figure flew out of the shadows, white-clothed Shengxue, with a peerless face, it was Lu Xuening.

"Roar...... It turned out that you little witch was peeping. The little Qilin's eyes widened angrily, it had also been in contact with Lu Xuening in the Deserted Palace, so it naturally recognized her.

"Little junior sister. Ding Chuan couldn't help but blurt out, but then his face became gloomy, this little junior sister who is known as the first beauty in the Xichuan continent is not the first time to suddenly kill him, and at the beginning of the Yao ruins, she also said that if anyone can kill Ding Chuan, she will follow her with her body, this beauty plan and the strategy of driving away the wolf and tiger made Ding Chuan very disgusted.

Lu Xuening's white clothes are better than snow, her delicate goose egg face, her eyebrows are curved, the horizontal waves are flowing, her skin is as white as mutton fat and jade, glowing with luminescence, and her posture is graceful and tall, as beautiful as a fairy flying under the moon.

But her pair of autumn eyes looked very cold, when she learned that Ding Chuan was the young master of the Dragon Prison Palace, the first demon palace that year, she secretly swore that she would kill him no matter what, in order to comfort the souls of the thousands of dead people of the Yao clan.

A few months ago, after the story of Ding Chuan, the burial god body, stealing the bow of King Yu of Jiuhua God in the Dongbang Continent, Lu Xuening came all the way east, for the thousands of heroic souls of the Yao tribe who died tragically, she vowed to slash the son of the enemy, and after many inquiries in the teahouse and restaurant of the imperial capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, she finally found Ding Chuan's place to live.

Ding Chuan was a little annoyed in his heart, this Lu Xuening decided that his father was the big devil who destroyed the Yao clan, transferred these hatreds to him, and wanted to get rid of him, and repeatedly carried out sneak attacks, he looked at Lu Xuening with an unkind face and said: "Lu Xuening, I called you junior sister for the sake of the same family, but you repeatedly provoked my bottom line." ”

A sneer appeared on Lu Xuening's beautiful face, and said, "Father's debt is repaid, I will use your life to repay the deep sins committed by your father Ding Lao Mo against my people, suffer death!"

Lu Xue Ning shook his hand, and a short sword of cold light shot out, it was the fish intestine sword of one of the five evil soldiers, although the fish intestine sword was only more than twenty centimeters long, but in Lu Xue Ning's hands, it exerted unparalleled power, and the cold light forced the fish intestine sword into a strange fish dozens of zhang long and pounced towards Ding Chuan, and the wind that rolled up caused several houses in the courtyard to collapse.

Ding Chuan's eyes froze, and with a wave of his big hand, a huge and incomparable heaven-swallowing hand came out at the right time, the big hand that was as black as ink seemed to cover the heavens and the earth, and pinched the strange fish to death, but Lu Xuening's palm flashed a divine light again, it was an ice blue flower, flashing with a strange light.

Ding Chuan was shocked in his heart, this ice flower felt more like a sharp sword aimed at people's hearts, and the cold light was pressing.

Lu Xuening held the ice blue flower and waved it lightly, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, and a blue ice blade shot out, shattering the huge sky-swallowing handprint.

"Lu Xuening, how can you have so many evil things in your hands!"

Lu Xue smiled and brightened the entire night sky, "There are five evil soldiers in the world, and they are refined from the five material spirits of grass, trees, fish, insects, and flowers, and they can surpass the holy soldiers when combined. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Xuening's face turned cold and said, "Although I only have three evil soldiers in my hands, it is enough to kill you." She flipped it with her bare hand, and in her other hand there was an extra blood-red grass with a whole body, and the grass was as red as blood, like a 10,000-year-old blood grass growing in a pool of blood, and it was extremely evil.

The fish intestine sword, ice blue flower and 10,000-year-old blood grass flew up and down around Lu Xuening, and then merged together in the air, Lu Xuening raised his hand and made a move, and a breathtaking cold blood sword appeared in his hand, the slender sword body, the ice blue hilt and the bright red sword blade, all of which were combined to form a peerless evil soldier.

"Roar...... "The little unicorn jumped up and shouted for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "This little witch is too much, Ding boy draw his sword!"

Ding Chuan's face sank like water, and he looked directly at Lu Xuening and said: "You have always said that my father killed more than 4,000 people of your Yao clan, but have you seen it with your own eyes? I believe in my father's character, he will not kill innocents indiscriminately, let alone kill your unarmed clansmen." ”

"Ding Chuan, you are dying and still want to quibble. Lu Xue condensed her face and said, "The clutch that slaughtered thousands of my clansmen at the beginning was your father Ding Jiuhan's fame, and there will be no second person in this world except him." You will pay for the wickedness of your father. ”

Ding Chuan was not allowed to defend at all, the cold blood sword in Lu Xuening's hand slashed over, the whistling sound of the blade breaking through the air was like a big wave, the momentum was amazing, and a fifty zhang long blood blade slashed towards Ding Chuan, and before the sword reached the body, the cold chill had already made people feel cold all over the body.

In the face of this evil soldier fused together by the three worldly spirits, Ding Chuan didn't dare to hold it up, he drew his knife with his backhand, and the incomparably sharp red electric knife came out in response to the situation.

In the "boom" earthquake, a dazzling brilliance exploded in the air, and the terrifying energy flow erupted wantonly, Ding Chuan and Lu Xuening were shocked together, Ding Chuan was shocked in his heart, this Lu Xuening's cultivation is not much better than that of the Great Sage Son Guangteng, but his injuries have not yet recovered, if you really want to talk about life and death, I am afraid that it will be a difficult battle.

On the other hand, Lu Xuening was even more shocked, her beautiful face changed color, in order to kill the son of the great enemy and wash away the grievances of the dead clansmen, she took great pains to collect three evil soldiers, but the grade of the red electric knife in Ding Chuan's hand seemed to be higher, which made her feel a sense of frustration and powerlessness.

At this time, the little unicorn jumped forward and shouted: "Ding boy, do you become a soft-footed shrimp when you see a woman, take out the momentum of your knife to split the vine, cut it round, jump up and chop it violently, I don't believe that this little girl can withstand your perverted power." ”