Closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the scenery of the Heart Lake Canyon again.

He was never a good man, and he had done countless horrific things. But for a long time, he had never been as quiet as he is today, as if he had taken off the robe woven by the flames of war, he was just a shirtless man.

White smoke surrounded him, washing away the evil and blood-colored filth around him.

The long-term obsession has been let go so far. Suddenly turning around, this shell of his sank together with the plot of the Ghost Howling Abyss's inevitable demise.

Obviously, Lu Dingmo's casual move was not enough to kill him. Slowly, he raised a palm and aimed it at his heart.

Neither Lu Dingmo nor Su Jiuqin stepped forward to stop them. They looked at him with their brows down until a streak of blood poured out of the sky, and a one-armed body tilted to one side.

The white smoke is extremely peaceful. As a body fell, the smoke swirling around it did not make the slightest wave.

The last move, as if a pilgrimage, as if the ghost roaring Changyuan was in front of him, this smear of blood was the last loyalty of his life.

Su Jiuqin sighed, turned around and headed back to the top of the mountain. After a few seconds of pause, he swung open a pit of rock and soil on the spot, burying the opponent in silence.

Looking back at the top of the mountain, the giant tripod is in the sky, still flashing with the cyan light of Jishi, like jade.

…………

The snow desert flies smoke and snow, and the cold sky freezers are cloudy. Through the day and night of the desert, on the last peak, two figures already felt the hostility coming from afar.

Wolf Chenyan silently drew his sword, and when Jue Tongjun saw this, he was also ready, and got up to prepare to meet the enemy.

The purple and misty light complements each other with the snow. The whistling snow clouds filled the sky, Jue Tongjun tightened his clothes and exhaled a breath of heat.

Such an environment is naturally not what he likes.

However, from the side face of the wolf, it can be seen that this is his world—and that is enough.

The figure from afar has been galloping on the snowfield for a long time. The shoe prints were left on top of the pile of deep snow, and then they were quickly buried by large flakes of snow and disappeared without a trace.

His skin was already red from the cold. Although he had often haunted the cold and snow before, going back and forth in that cave, the state of mind of the decisive battle at this moment made him even more unbearable.

His heart was pounding, and Xiao Wuye knew that he must not miss.

The shadow lord dominates the industry, and he must be the one who goes to the end. Until the advent of the new order, the Shadow Lord and him have worked hard for so long, and they will definitely not stop there!

There was a dizziness in front of him, and he seemed to have seen the new atmosphere of the translocation of heaven and earth when he returned triumphantly.

My heart is even hotter. He can already see the big ding in the sky in front of him, and he can't wait to make a move!

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"Click" a few sounds, like cutting yellow grass in late autumn, the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the sound of swords buzzing endlessly, sweeping in.

The eyes were full of blood, and the blood-colored wall was finally completed at the last moment!

When they landed, Fu Yunge and Long Tao were knocked to the ground by the power of the broken enchantment, rolling out a long distance. Ghost Howling Changyuan lifted the protective barrier, and he slowly stepped out of the circle of fire, the smell of killing stained his pupils.

However, at this moment, Xuan Su's sword qi was endless, coming through the forest, and directly attacking the back of the Ghost Howling Changyuan. However, he didn't even turn around, just a little encouragement, and the scarlet evil qi condensed into a back armor, easily blocking the killing move.

Then, the sword light shone brightly, cutting through the flying dust of the air, and slipped through a touch of Xuansu double color.

The black-headed white-branched sword is bright and sharp, like a shooting star piercing the darkness. Fu Yunge and the others' eyes lit up, and they saw that Su Beizhi had already followed the sword and entered the battlefield at this moment!

Su Bezhi was obviously very tired all the way. He nearly caught his foot and kicked open a deep dirt mark.

Fu Yunge stepped forward and helped him: "Hello, you're here." ”

Su Beizhi pulled out his long sword, stroked his chest for a while, and smiled: "It's better to come early than to come by chance." ”

However, the ghost howling abyss not far away was no longer interested in accompanying them to play.

The corner of his eyes squeezed, and the seal from Tan Shenyue's side was lifted, and he already knew the situation over there.

I never thought that Xi Zishi really betrayed him.

His situation at the moment, the foundation of the Nine Shadows, was slowly crumbling - he already knew it. It's as painful as a live fish peeling its scales, but he's already on a dead end, and even if he gives it all up, he'll never look back!

The blazing flames burned into the sky, and together with the towering wall of heaven and earth behind them, the sky and earth were once again darkened.

His hair fluttered one by one. Like a messy devil, his chin soon grew a beard, a terrible crimson.

In his throat, a low roar like thunder sounded. The Jiuli Deer Killing evaporated a large area of dark red blood, clinging to the ground and swimming like a snake.

The strong oppressive force and the ominous premonition made everyone present change color.

No need for anyone's reminder. Almost instinctively, they involuntarily stepped back.

"Quick...... Hurry, go! ”

A shout, I don't know whose voice was hoarse, everyone present immediately retreated to the rear.

However, Ghost Howling Changyuan had already slowly raised his palm. The palm of his hand flowed with viscous plasma, raised high, like a demon judging the world.

"You ...... Can you go? ”

With an order, everyone present felt a burst of coercion, and everyone's knees weakened, as if there was an unimaginable force pressing, forcing them to kneel down!

Yue Tianhan's cultivation is higher than others, but even if it is him, it is difficult to support this absolute deterrent at this moment. After a second of froze in place, he also had to hold the ground with his palms and barely fall to his knees.

No one could move. Cold sweat ran down their cheeks and backs, slowly rolling down into the dirt.

Except, alone!

In front of Ghost Howling Changyuan, a cold light reflected back, and he blinked impatiently. Then a sword pierced the solidified air, unyielding, like the unyielding backbone of the righteous path.

"Haoyuan Dome Ink Introduction!"

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of points of ink and white light were staggered, rushing to the face. Ghost Xiao Changyuan raised his hand indifferently and waved, but he was slightly inferior, and his wrist was actually injured by Zhenyuan, who couldn't be wiped away, and his clothes were dyed red.

"Huh......?" Ghost Xiao Changyuan was slightly startled.

Su Bezhi didn't give him any more time to be surprised. The white branch of the black head made a circle on the ground flexibly, and suddenly shot out thousands of clusters of ink-colored streamers, coming and going endlessly, one move and one style, as if drawing!

Ghost Xiao Changyuan didn't know his details for a while, so he had to mention Yuan to respond. However, at the same moment when the evil qi intensified, the Xuansu True Yuan that shot out also increased sharply, and under the confrontation with each other, it was difficult for him to take it for a while.