Leng Yue said suspiciously, "What do you say?"

Xiao Chen said lightly: "Without killing, there will be no new order in this world, winter goes to spring, the spring breeze kills the boundless cold of winter, but what it brings to the world is the beginning of reincarnation, everything recovers, and spring flowers bloom." ”

"So the essence of killing is not death, not destruction, but rebirth. Just like the killing I just made, while slaughtering the demons, I saved ten human companions, this is the will to live. ”

Leng Yue, in the soul blood jade, was surprised in her heart, in her long life. It was the first time he had heard such strange remarks, and Xiao Chen had comprehended a more profound artistic conception of life from the artistic conception of killing.

There are countless artistic conceptions in the world, but there are some artistic conceptions that are recognized as high, such as killing, destruction, destruction, lust, phantom, despair, pain, etc.

On top of the higher artistic conception, there are also recognized four top artistic conceptions, namely life and death, yin and yang, and time and space.

When Xiao Chen said this, a hint of enlightenment suddenly appeared in his mind, and he finally thought of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, the Thunder of Spring, what was missing, and what was lacking was a wisp of murderous aura.

In order to verify the guess in his heart, Xiao Chen swept his eyes and found a place where the demons were ravaging the most, and killed him directly.

The killing intent was surging in his mind, his eyes were blood-red, and every ray of sword light flashed, and a demon was killed by Xiao Chen.

But there is a quiet in my heart, from the killing, I began to comprehend the artistic conception of life, and the whole person entered the realm of selflessness.

"Big brother, is this the kid you are talking about? The strength doesn't seem to be very good, although the breath is long and continuous, but after all, it only has the cultivation of the top-grade martial king. ”

In mid-air, I don't know when, the four sons of Beihai silently gathered three thousand meters behind Xiao Chen, staring at Xiao Chen, who was fighting to the death against the demons.

It was the blue-shirted boy who spoke, he looked at Xiao Chen in a white robe, and he didn't seem to care very much in his eyes, "Such a character, I can deal with it alone, not to mention that big brother, you are a genius martial artist with a half-step Martial Emperor Dacheng." ”

The purple-shirted boy on the far right shook his head slightly, and said, "Third brother, you see it too simply, how can it be so easy to deal with at such a young age to be able to comprehend the killing artistic conception and sword intent." When it comes to fighting alone, none of us except the eldest brother can dare to say that he has a seventy percent chance of winning. ”

The young man in the green shirt retracted his gaze, had an understanding of Xiao Chen's strength, and showed a cruel smile on his face, and said: "But there is never fairness in this world, let's go, there is nothing to see and take his life in three days." ”

On the giant dragon ship as huge as a castle, the person in charge of this third-level battlefield was silent, standing above the void, looking at the blood moon in the distance with deep eyes.

Next to him, an old man with white eyebrows muttered: "The blood moon rises, the divine soldier appears, and there will be a green dragon to break through the nine heavens." Five thousand years ago, the old dragon king left these three sentences on his deathbed, saying that this was a great opportunity for the Dragon God Palace, and the Green Dragon Temple would also appear one day. Now that the blood moon has appeared, it may seem real. ”

Feng Buyu retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Don't think too much, it's not the first time in the history of the Demon Half-Blood Moon that it has appeared, and the divine soldiers have to guard the luck of the sect, who will risk getting here." Just guard this dragon giant ship and do our job well, His Majesty the Dragon King didn't take this prophecy too seriously. ”

The white-haired old man said with a solemn face: "Having said that, before the saint dies, he has a chance to jump out of the world and look through time and space, so he must be guarded against." ”

Feng Buyu smiled slightly: "Don't worry, His Majesty the Dragon King has already made arrangements, and this matter is also mysterious, so it's better to believe it than not." ”

The eyes of the two of them have not been placed in front of Wei Dao, the huge number of terrifying demons, just looking at the blood moon in the distance, as if they are simply beautiful in the eyes of this group of demons.

When the sky was about to dawn, the blood moon in the distance slowly sank into the sea of blood, and the demon who had been crazy for most of the night, after leaving countless corpses, retreated like a tide.

In front of the blue barrier, all the warriors breathed a sigh of relief, and sat directly on the surface of the sea, kicking their breath in large gulps.

But the warriors who were still outside the barrier looked very excited in their eyes, although the night was hard. But the harvest is comparable to more than half a month of hard work on weekdays, and the points are rising and rising, which is enough to exchange for countless good things.

There are even more warriors, in this tense and fierce battle, they directly broke through the bottleneck that had been stuck for several years, and the smile on their faces was even brighter.

Some people are happy and some are worried, while the strong are enjoying this feast of the demon tide, more are the weak, and they also leave a huge number of corpses on the surface of the sea. On Wei Island, there are many warriors who have been seriously injured, and they are sad.

In this battle, the most dazzling thing is undoubtedly Xuanyuan Zhantian, the little dragon king of the East China Sea, one person, one horse, one halberd, like the rebirth of the god of war, turning the tide of the battle with his own strength.

Equally dazzling, there are also the leaders of the endless sea in all directions, the Evil Moon Pavilion Bai Zhan. The demons who died in their hands directly exceeded two thousand this night, making people feel the terrifying power of genius martial artists again.

Xiao Chen's results were equally gratifying, and the number of demons who died at his hands that night also reached two thousand. It's a pity that he is far away from the crowd, and with those dazzling genius martial artists, no one notices him at all.

Sensing Xiao Chen, who was clear in Xiao Guang, Leng Yue came out of the soul blood jade and said softly: "Congratulations, you are one step closer to completely mastering the artistic conception of killing." ”

Xiao Chen's face was not shocked, his eyes looked into the distance, and he sighed softly: "One step is one step short, but it is not successful, maybe you will not be able to take this step in your life, you have to strike while the iron is hot, go!"

So when everyone hurried back, enjoyed the victory, and returned to the Divine Dragon Giant Ship, Xiao Chen quietly stepped on it and continued to hunt the demons.

Not sad or happy, calm and calm.

Two days later, Xiao Chen, who was only five thousand meters away from the core island, had just finished hunting a group of top-level blood demons.

But he suddenly found that in front of him, a young warrior in a white shirt blocked his way.

At the critical moment of comprehending the intent of killing, Xiao Chen didn't want to cause any trouble, so he walked in a different direction, only to find a blue-shirted warrior blocking his way.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, didn't pay attention to it, changed directions again, and rushed to the north, but the road was still blocked, it was a green-shirted martial artist.

Looking to the west, there was also a warrior blocking his path, and the four of them had blocked all his paths when he hunted the demons.

"The Four Sons of Beihai!"

After seeing the faces of the four people clearly, Xiao Chen couldn't help but have a faint doubt in his heart, he really didn't remember when he had made a feud with these people.

The boy in the green shirt, looking at Leng Yue, who was wearing a black and white robe and covering his face with a veil, suddenly lit up next to Xiao Chen.

He subdued many succubi, and practiced the yin and yang joy trick, and it can be said that he is familiar with succubi, and he can see the identity of the other party with one look.

The corner of the green-shirted boy's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and he said softly: "You are Xiao Chen, right, I have heard of the name of the white-robed swordsman for a long time, and it is really unusual to see it today." ”

Xiao Chen didn't like the temperament on the other party's face, and he didn't like the other party to block him in this way, and he didn't have the slightest good impression of this person.

said expressionlessly: "Yes or no, it has nothing to do with you, don't let me go." ”

"You kid, do you want to die, dare to speak to my eldest brother like this. This is the Endless Sea, we are the four sons of the North Sea, in a word, you can not move an inch, get out of the East China Sea, it is better to be smart. ”

"What identity do we have, what identity do you have!"

The white-shirted boy, who ranked fourth among the four sons, couldn't help but scold loudly when he saw Xiao Chen talking like this.

The green-shirted boy smiled slightly, waved his hand to stop the white-shirted boy, looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Let you go, naturally, give me the succubus around you, and I will give you a million intermediate spirit stones." ”

After all, the other party is the leader of the Heaven Annihilation Alliance, and he is the one who says that he wants to cover it, and the boy in the green shirt doesn't want to make a big deal about it, so it would be best if he could solve it with spirit stones.

The Endless Sea is not like a continent, maybe there will be a shortage of other things, but there will definitely be no shortage of spirit stones.

Xiao Chen was unmoved, and said calmly: "I'm not interested!"

The boy in the green shirt was not annoyed, and said with a faint smile: "Is it too little, I'll add another million, if two million is not enough, I'll add another million." ”

Leng Yue on the side, her heart couldn't help but tighten, and she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Chen, looking a little worried in her eyes.

Three million intermediate-grade spirit stones, she knew that it was a huge amount, and many martial kings had accumulated it for a lifetime, but they couldn't reach this value.

Especially now that Xiao Chen is penniless, it is when he urgently needs to use the spirit stone, it is difficult to say whether he will agree to everything.

Hearing that the other party had no scruples, three million intermediate spirit stones, he opened his mouth and promised.

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, I don't know when, he can also slap his face with money like this.

Seeing him like this, the young man in the green shirt raised his eyebrows, but he realized something else, and said with understanding: "Hehe, I understand what you mean, give you three million intermediate spirit stones, and I will also give you two succubi in the rest." ”

Woohoo!

With a wave of his right hand, as the words of the young man in the green shirt fell, four succubi with bewitching postures, scantily dressed, and scratching their heads appeared on the sea.

The expression on Xiao Chen's face remained unchanged, and he took half a step back without a trace, and in an instant, there were immediately three sharp killing intent that locked him firmly.

As long as he moves half a step, the attack that has already been prepared will be like a sea of mountains, and he will attack him without hesitation.

Seeing this, the boy in the green shirt turned pale, and said coldly: "Don't think about anything else, I've been tolerant enough for you, don't be embarrassed." ”

Xiao Chen's eyelids raised slightly, and in his eyes, there was a deep silence, and he seemed to be faintly hearing the sound of the blade trembling, "Bored, do I need you to give my face?"

Click!

As Xiao Chen's words fell, the Moon Shadow Knife turned into a red lightning bolt, snatched out of its sheath, lit up a bright pillar of light, and killed the green-shirted boy in front of him.