"Iron Moon for a long time"

"That's a lot of nonsense, let's fight!"

When the moon shines in the sky, the moon is like iron, Tie Yue is holding a scimitar, indifferent like a warrior and facing forward, killing shadows vertically and horizontally, and in an instant, he staggered with the head of the four ghosts and ghosts dozens of times.

Tie Yue is not a warrior, but he was born in a wild cultivator, has a ruthless temperament, and his fighting habits have long been ingrained. Whether it is fighting, sacrificial weapons, moving, or casting spells, they all have the unique determination and ingenuity of Ye Xiu; after entering the narcissus, Tie Yue's biggest gain is to cultivate the bowl of lead gray and metallic moon hanging above his head at this moment, in which he is as agile as a swimming fish, but his opponent is disturbed by the moonlight, as if he is in the mud, lingering and obscure, the longer the time, the greater the impact.

From a certain point of view, the effect of this magic weapon statue is somewhat similar to that of the Divine Domain that Thirteen Lang has heard of.

The lead moon has no attack, the real killing power of the iron moon comes from the knife in his hand, as fast as lightning and almost no trace can be found, every time he attacks, he can't blink and retract again, and he hears a short "hum" in his ears.

Ghosts, people are like their names, and their supernatural powers are also like their names. Entering the Tao with ghosts, ghosts and gestures cannot be guessed by common sense, with the meaning of teasing.

What is the meaning of flirting? It is to seduc, or to scratch people. Tie Yue's first blow had the smell of a sneak attack, and the black knife flickered to the ghost's side, and when it fell, it was like a thunderbolt in the air, and its momentum was unstoppable.

It seems that the ghost flirts too late to respond, but still responds, just like the body's natural reaction, if you are burned, you will retract your hand to realize that it is hot, instead of thinking in your head that "you should withdraw your hand if it is too hot" and then give instructions before acting.

His response was very interesting, his body trembled hundreds of times in an instant, one trembled and one ghost, one trembled one hand at a time, and hundreds of people flashed out in an instant, stretching out hundreds of hands.

Hands and hands move. The hands and hands are all different, some wield swords and guns, some hold shields to refuse, some wield hammers and slam blows, and there are plain women holding pens and noblewomen holding their heads, and businessmen dialing abacus. Orion wielded a steel fork, and even a woman played the harp and pulled the strings, and her slender hands played with the cold blade

Knowing that the fierce ghosts helped him fight, what he saw was a picture of the world, lifelike.

Monks all come from the mortal world, and there are always unforgettable people and things, and if the pictures of people and things can be found in the ghosts and spirits, and they can move, it is the way he pursues.

Anthropomorphic with ghosts, during battle. Sneaky opponents often make some incredible mistakes and omissions, and at the moment of life and death, they will lose their minds, be stunned, confused and other actions that should not be done at all, and they will lose inexplicably. It's not a fantasy, it's not a drug, it's purely because of the instinct after some kind of image in the depths of memory is activated and constantly replayed, just like someone suddenly thinks of something in their childhood and someone, can't remember it, can't put it down, and desperately wants to think about it.

This situation appeared in battle, and the results can be imagined. If you think of this as an artistic conception. Now the ghost flirt is only in shape and imperfect, once he can make everyone find familiarity in it. Then turn the ghost sound into the sound of heaven and earth, and it is logical to break the realm.

One foot touched the threshold of stepping into the god, and the ghost flirt was indeed a cut above Tie Yue.

On the contrary, at the beginning, the ghost was forced to retreat again and again, and had to sacrifice additional life-saving magic weapons several times. It looks extremely embarrassing. That scimitar was made out of nowhere, and it could easily cut through countless coiled ghost hands and break through the Chinese army. There was even blood.

On that day, the three elders were pressed by the thirteen langs, because it was not a real battle, Tie Yue was ambushed by the incomparable giant force at the foot of the mountain before he could play, and a little slack was the end of broken tendons, and there was no chance to change it at all. At this time, in the face of the same strange and strange ghosts, Tie Yue's fighting instinct was fully displayed, his body was fast, his eyes were fast, and his reaction was fast, and the knife was especially fast, so fast that it was difficult to distinguish between human knives and only saw a whistling black light on the battlefield shuttling non-stop, so fast that no one could see the figure clearly.

Including red hair, including the fire moon Laosuo.

With their eyesight alone, they were also difficult to see clearly than the two in the field, and if they forcibly entered with divine thoughts, both of them were worried that it would affect the people on their own side, so they could only wait and see silently.

The bodies are staggered, the sound of hissing, countless lines and countless pieces appear in the air, intertwined and outlined a three-dimensional painting, and a few blood flowers are dotted in it, which will not dissipate like a freeze frame, and it is so vividly displayed in front of everyone. In all directions, people up and down the mountain stretched out their heads and stared at the battlefield, as if someone had choked their throats, and it was difficult to make a sound.

In the three battles, the first one was too quick to react, the second one was too long and monotonous to run out of patience; regardless of the victory or defeat from the perspective of pure viewing, the third game is undoubtedly the most exciting, the most able to grasp the hearts of everyone.

The battle was not clear, but it did not affect the fierceness and fierceness, death laughed wildly against his face, the humming sound kept piercing the eardrums like an awl, and from time to time there were uninaudible exclamations like breathlessness around him, and the iron knife flashed between the two, and each time it seemed to cut horizontally, as if he had slain the ghost countless times.

There must be a way to fight for life in major repairs, and it is often automatically cast at the moment of life and death, which is often referred to as the treasure of life, or spells. Unless it can be absolutely suppressed, as Thirteen Lang did to Tieyue and the others before, or by other means to make it impossible to start, in addition, there will usually be an explosive splendor when it comes to life and death above the overhaul. That juncture has not arrived, of course the ghost is not so easy to die, and the same is true for Tie Yue, although the knife is sharp, and the bowl of the moon is difficult, but it is not his Zuihou means.

"Senior Brother Tie, it's stronger than I estimated. ”

On the mountain, the old man of the fire moon watched quietly, his calm eyes gradually wavering, and he thought silently in his heart, just like him, at this time, the attention of the red hair on the other side was not completely focused on the battlefield, secretly thinking about the matter that worried him.

"Ghost junior brother is never untargeted, what is the problem with Qin Huanchong?"

The merger of Lingnan is a major event, and it requires someone to come forward, to organize, knead, exchange, and compromise, and to make it possible to complete it with sacrifice.

It is related to the fate of tens of millions of monks in Lingnan Hedong, and from a distance, it will definitely have an impact on the order of the spiritual realm, such a thing must be concerned by big people, and it will definitely attract the big shili fighting method, and it must get some kind of tacit approval, which is a secret that does not need to be disclosed.

Among the Lingnan cultivators, the void spirit is outstanding, but it is not invincible in the world like Ziyun back then, and many things need to be "wronged". For example, fiefdoms, such as resources, and the distribution of spiritual veins of each sect, the level of disciples after merging sects, and the manpower required to develop the wasteland, etc., must be discussed.

These things are very important, involving every family in Lingnan for thousands of generations, and the Void Spirit Gate is unique but cannot dominate one side, so it not only needs to be tacitly approved, but also needs to win over some support and pay some price.

Lazhuang Ding still needs half a bag of white noodles, not to mention the monks with vast magical powers, the Void Spirit Sect and the Sect don't want to lose money, but Lingnan is so big, although it can't be said that every corner has been dug into the ground, and there is not much space left.

Going out to conquer the outer regions, few people from the Lingnan cultivators contributed, and they couldn't share much benefit. Therefore, after pulling together what should be won over and what should be discussed, the Void Spirit Gate turned its attention to those who should be sacrificed, aiming at the resources that are currently in their hands, or clearly speaking: territory.

Where is the goal?

There are many goals, among which Meng Linguo is the richest, Narcissus Sect is the fattest, and the most disobedient and the most annoying, so it is the most suitable.

The so-called extermination, raids, competitions, etc., to be honest, are just going through the motions, just like what was announced on the stage: for glory and merger, and strive for the future

Here's what you won't say: Hurry up and die.

Everything is ready, the process seems to be going well, the army is pressing the border in all directions, and the sect has been settled, but at the juncture, the battle suddenly becomes twists and turns. Chifa didn't have time to think about what was wrong with this, until the ghost told him in a secret language: Qin Huanchong has changed.

"Qin Huanchong, a mid-term Yuan Baby, a mouth that has been uploaded and handed down, a dog that has left and right, what can he change?"

The red hair was respectful to Qin Huanchong on his face, but he was a little contemptuous and even a little resentful in his bones. The obvious truth, if it weren't for the identity of the helmsman of the Dao Alliance, how could Qin Huanchong be qualified to sit on an equal footing with him, and enrich his own pockets and extort money. Because of this, Chifa didn't think that Qin Huanchong had the courage to find a trick, if he had to choose, Chifa would rather believe that Long Batian was unpredictable, especially his previous performance, which made him even more suspicious.

Ghosts don't talk nonsense, and if they bring it up so solemnly, they must have found some clues. Of course, the red hair knows that the ghost has no bottom in his heart, otherwise it will not just be a reminder, but should explain the reason in detail.

"What the hell?"

The battle in front of him became more and more fierce, more blood was scattered in the air, and the sound of ghost howls disturbed his heart, but the red hair was unconsciously wandering out of the world. There was a faint feeling in his heart, as if he saw a slowly opening door, or mouth, swallowing towards the Void Spirit Gate with a slow but unstoppable momentum, swallowing towards him who was trying to climb.

"What the hell is going on?"

Bloodshot crept up the red-haired eyes, he raised his head to look at the location of the Shuangmeng, and first stopped on Long Batian's body, and found that his expression seemed to be different from the past, not reckless and violent, only indifferent and mocking.

"What the hell is going on!"

Anxious and even roaring in his heart, the red hair turned his gaze to Qin Huanchong, just to find that he was not paying attention to the battlefield, but looking in other directions with a smile, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What is he looking at?"

The fourth time he asked himself, the red hair turned his head along Qin Huanchong's gaze, and his figure suddenly stopped. An extremely cold chill rushed from his heart directly to the top of his head, and his fists suddenly clenched.

"Oops!"

"Kill!"

The roar exploded at the same time, and the battlefield where the lines were intertwined and flickered suddenly froze, and then it was like fireworks being ignited and lifted into the air, shooting out thousands of lights.

The curtain begins at the end of the painting, and the curtain begins to open, and the new chapter has since revealed, so vivid and poignant

(To be continued......)