In the vast starry sky, there is a strange place. Countless stars use it as the core, forming a sea of star vortexes, as if a huge astrolabe spans across the sky. Above the astrolabe, three hands of varying lengths rotate day and night, repeatedly, with precision and indifference.

It is rumored in ancient times that when the two needles of the astrolabe meet, it will be difficult for the stars to start, and where they point, hundreds of millions of living beings will be slaughtered. If the three needles overlap now, the gods will fall, and the true immortals can die, which is to destroy the world immeasurably.

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In the 9,796th year of the new era, Canglang Star ushered in the Immortal Domain Order, and the content was only known to a very few people.

Subsequently, one palace, one hall and two alliances sent a message to the world, looking for everything that could integrate the spirit and demon qi into one......

Or people......

Because of this edict, those abandoned lands located between the two realms of spirit and demon gradually attracted people's attention.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed......

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It's another round of rising sun.

Looking at the eastern sky, Fan Da squinted slightly and sighed with satisfaction.

As the oldest person in the swarm, Fan Da is very satisfied with his current life. After fighting for many years, I don't know how much blood my hands are stained with, and I can enjoy my old age and spend the rest of my life quietly. In his opinion, this is already a gift from God to himself, and he does not desire more.

His body is still healthy, and his strength is firmly above the two-star battle spirit, but as he grows older, his ambition is no longer there. He knew that the reason why he was named Uncle was because a swarm of bees was created by him. Today's swarm of bees has been brought together in the hands of Zhao Si, and it is no longer the same as it was back then.

Fan Da doesn't care about these, now that he has a family and a business, he doesn't want to live a life of licking blood with a knife. The passage of time has made him extinguish the frivolous idea of becoming a saint from martial arts. There is no need to be vigilant against the hostility around you, and you will not wake up from nightmares again, so you can live in peace for the rest of your life and enjoy the joy of being a child and grandchildren, which is enough to be worthy of a lifetime of hard work.

As long as the weather permitted, Fan Dadu climbed the Guanri Peak in the early hours of the morning, quietly and greedily watching the rising red wheel. In his opinion, that was the greatest and most vast miracle in the world, which was not comparable to all the immortal Dao methods. It also contains an infinite radiance of life, which is the foundation for the survival and reproduction of all things in the world, and the only place where dreams can be activated.

Every time he looks at the morning sun from afar, bathing in the brilliance of life that shines on all things and drives away all the cold, Fan Da always feels as if he has absorbed something from it, the cold in his body is gone, and his spirit becomes extraordinarily vigorous. He felt that as long as he persevered, he might be able to have an almost endless lifespan like those immortals.

Fan Da is old, but he doesn't want to die. He can't continue his life by practicing the Tao like the immortals, but he can only seek the way of immortality in this way, or in other words, seek some insignificant comfort.

is about to set foot on the top of Guanri Peak, Fan Da's mood is slightly agitated. He couldn't wait to sit on the bluestone that he had polished, and he couldn't wait to bathe in the glow of Haotian again. For him now, every time it may be Zuihou, which is worth feeling quietly and savoring quietly.

In a hurry, Fan Da took a deep breath of fresh breath unique to the top of the mountain, turned the extremely familiar boulder, suddenly saw a bolt of lightning, and went straight to the front door.

The sky is clear, and naturally there will be no lightning. It was a sword light, a sword light as fast as lightning, wrapped in a sword light with a piercing chill and murderous aura.

His whole body instantly fell into an ice cave, and Fan Da's eyes were snatched by the sword light, and he could hardly tell whether it was sword light or lightning. His mind seemed to pause, and he could only instinctively roar and punch at the deadly sword.

His fighting consciousness is still there, and the cultivation of his body has never been put down, as long as the person in front of him is not an immortal, as long as his strength does not exceed his own, Fan Da is sure to block this sword. After a moment of trance, Fan Da's sanity regained clarity, and his heart swelled with long-lost battle spirit and pride, and he laughed fiercely. ...,

"If your strength surpasses me, why use this kind of sneak attack method! This dark-skinned and ordinary-looking young man may be a remnant of his years of killing, and he dreams that I might as well kill with one blow. It's a pity that he didn't know that the uncle had been gifted by the immortal family, and the fist gloves on his hands were spiritual weapons, where could ordinary weapons break them. ”

It's not the first time Fan Da has encountered something like this. I have to say that the young man in front of him chose the best time and threatened him the most. However, as expected, he still couldn't escape the fate of failure and was finally tortured and killed by himself.

With shame and determination, Fan roared and swung his fist. He felt that this young man was too hateful to do such a useless thing when his mind was at its most peaceful and peaceful, and he interrupted his "practice" all the time.

"No matter who you are, the old man will make you regret it! Not only do you regret the assassination, but you also regret that Weishenme didn't die back then!"

The fist and the sword light intertwined in one place, making a crisp sound.

"Huh, what's wrong with the sound!"

When a fist hits the human body, the sound should be relatively dull, and there is a sense of fullness that makes people intoxicated. Fan Da heard this crisp sound that obviously did not match his memory, and looked up in confusion.

In the soul, a sharp pain followed. The sword easily pierced through the gloves he was holding, and thrust into his brow along with his right hand. At the end of the long sword, the dark-skinned and ordinary-looking young man had blood on the corners of his lips, but his body was as steady as a mountain, and he spoke coldly in front of Fan Da's puzzled gaze.

After you die, I will kill your subordinates, your family, take everything you have, and burn your manor. ”

Fan Da looked at the young man, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his vitality dissipated inexorably. The young man's cold and merciless oath sounded in his mind, and his body trembled violently, trying to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

His body gradually softened, and his soul seemed to fly, completely out of control. The shijie in front of him was already blurred, and Fan Da tried to turn his gaze to the eastern sky with reluctance and despair.

A blood-like red glow had risen, pushing the darkness away at breakneck speed. When the first rays of morning glow were about to touch Fan Da's body, the young man took a wrong step and blocked in front of him.

"You don't deserve it!"

With an indifferent voice and an indifferent face, the young man stood quietly in front of Fan Da, covering Chaohui and the warmth that Uncle Fan longed for.

A thick haze always shrouded Fan Da, but the surroundings were wrapped in ten thousand rays of light. Fan Da struggled with his eyes, longing, begging, looking like an insect trying to crawl out of the gutter, but he never got his wish.

The young man watched Fan Da quietly until he died.

Silently, the spirit rune on Fan Da's chest shattered

Li San fled with his life, using the fastest speed, the most cunning means, and the most embarrassing posture in his life.

An extremely ordinary hunt turned into a desperate escape trip, and Li San couldn't understand how he could end up like this.

It's been several years, and Li San can't remember how long he hasn't worked so hard. Ever since Zhao Si joined the swarm of bees, he had never been so panicked. In the entire Falling Spirit City, no one dared to go against a swarm of bees, even Tashan, the lord of the Battle Alliance's rudder, could only look at them coldly, unwilling to provoke them easily.

After a long time of comfort, Li San enjoyed this feeling of power. However, he occasionally misses the past, and misses the years when he fought for his life and was always on the verge of life and death.

Purely due to drunken impulse, Li San gathered a group of subordinates and went into the mountains to hunt with alcohol. He didn't have any clear goals, he just wanted to reminisce about the old days and have fun.

Now he no longer needs to look at those poor mountain people, nor does he care about their pitiful harvest and treasure. I just want to tease those hunters who have been with low-level demon beasts all year round, and if possible, I will play with one or two village girls in the mountains, which is worth the trip. ...,

Those village girls are not beautiful, but they have the purity and vitality that city women do not have, although they are sour, they are still a kind of spice.

Is this a high demand? Not at all! For today's Li Sanye, it is simply too normal.

Unexpectedly, the desirable village girl was not found, but she met a real fairy!

There is such a woman in the world! When he saw that figure, Li San almost thought that he was dreaming.

Dressed in a plain white suit, he was draped in a purple coat, and a red ribbon on his forehead wrapped his hair up, like an ink waterfall draped over his shoulders. The hair is not long, it can only just reach the shoulders, but it looks particularly heroic. While walking, she seemed to float on the surface of the water as a purple lotus, ethereal under the cover of the wildflowers blooming in the mountains, which made people's souls fascinated.

As for her face, Li San didn't see it clearly at all. He only remembered three o'clock, and the woman was extremely beautiful, extremely cold, and extremely casual.

The reason why this is the case, on the one hand, is because the woman's body seems to be shrouded in a layer of membrane light, and there seems to be some kind of drifting and distortion as far as the eye can see, and it is impossible to see her true face. There is also one because of what the woman said.

She walked straight to Li San and the others, and said one word, which was also the only word.

"Li San, I'll kill you. ”

Since then, Li San has been on the run.

He had to flee, and the woman used her palm, which was not as wide as half of Li San's, to blow up the barbarian's fist with a single punch, and his head was shattered together. It seems that it is not a strong man who can give birth to tigers and leopards, but a layer of paper, a piece of firewood, a rotten old and rotten wood that is about to sink into the ground, vulnerable to a blow.

What kind of strength is this? Three Star War Spirit?weishenme She doesn't have star stripes on her forehead? Uh, yes, she has a ribbon wrapped around her head, which should have covered the star stripes.

But who is she?weishenme will have a three-star war spirit to kill me? You know, even if the battle alliance rudder master Tashan has not reached the three-star war spirit, how can there be such a master in Luoling City, Li San, who is the head snake of the earth, actually knows nothing?

The most terrifying thing is that when the woman was killing the barbarian, Li San suddenly woke up and finally saw her face clearly. It was that glance that made him lose even Zuihou's courage, and all the thoughts were left: escape!

The woman is undoubtedly extremely beautiful, more beautiful than Li San imagined. is not only beautiful, but also has a heroic spirit, which is a heroic spirit that is difficult to see in women.

Li San also has this kind of temperament, or rather, he thinks he has it.

How can the three masters who are swarming without heroism, isn't that a joke!

However, compared with the temperament of a woman, Li San suddenly found that he was not even a grass chicken. That kind of tranquility with an indifferent momentum actually made him feel like the mountains were squeezing. It was as if the gods looked down on the ants, which made Li San instantly split his heart and gall, and he could only run for his life.

This kind of temperament he had seen before, in those immortals.

is not a half-hung cultivator like Tashan, but a real immortal, the kind of real immortal who can kill people with every gesture and can capture people's hearts with a glance.

In the face of such a character, Li Sanyan can not escape!

Running for your life, but with nowhere to run.

The direction in which Li San fled was the manor of Zhao Si, the mastermind of a swarm of bees. He knew that if the woman was determined to kill him, the city would not be able to guarantee his safety. The only thing that has any hope of leaving him alive is Zhao Si's manor. Although Zhao Si is not here now, although the distance is farther away, Li San has no choice. He could only hope that his legs would be faster, and that his men would be able to delay a little longer and allow themselves to escape.

Soon, Li San fell into despair.

More than a dozen star-rated war spirits were killed by the women one after another, and no one could fight even a single punch. The woman pursued and killed unhurriedly, as if it was not a life that was harvested, but a cockroach and bedbug, indifferent and precise. ...,

Behind him, the sound of miserable howls was no longer heard, his subordinates had died, and Li San became more and more panicked. He was more afraid of waiting for death than he was of death. He knew what it was like, and he had seen and admired countless times how others had collapsed under that fear.

Now, it's his turn to experience.

There is no need to look back, Li San also knows what kind of way the woman is gradually catching up, and what kind of indifferent gaze without the slightest pity is looking at him, like a thorn in his back, making him cold to the bone.

"After killing you, I will kill all your men, slaughter your family, and take everything you have. ”

The woman's voice sounded faintly, with a heroic spirit that made Li San's heart tremble. At this time, he couldn't appreciate the shock and beauty brought by that heroic spirit, only a thick horror remained.

The road ahead is still far away, Li San's eyes were filled with despair, and he simply gave up the extravagant hope of escaping, and Huo Ran turned around.

"Who are you!"

Li San didn't ask her to kill herself, he understood that it didn't make sense. There are too many people I have killed, and there are too many enemies, it is nothing more than which one has something to do with the person in front of you, which caused the disaster in front of you. Rather than knowing that you have mistakenly killed someone who should not have been killed and then feeling remorseful, it is better to know the name of the other person.

"He is destined to die, and he who kills himself must also die. Otherwise, his family will all die!" Li San thought in his heart, and he actually had a little courage to confront, and his momentum was lifted.

The woman did not change because of his change, like a purple cloud slowly drifting, her eyes were indifferent, and there was not a trace of ripples.

"His way, give his body. Having experienced the feelings of giving to others, you can die. ”

A fist enlarged in front of Li San's eyes, and without thinking about the meaning of the woman's words, Li San roared wildly and slashed with a knife.

After the explosion, Li San's figure flew up, landed on the ground, and died.

His hard-won spiritual weapon, the blade was smashed into the mouth and deeply embedded in his forehead.

With Li San's death, the spirit rune on her chest shattered, and the woman seemed to sense something and frowned slightly

Inside the manor, in the secret room, on the gums.

Bao Erye's majestic body was covered with sweat, and his snort was as heavy as an old cow plowing the field. The sturdy, bouncy bed groaned overwhelmedly, and the slender, soft white carcass writhed like a boat in the waves, as if it were about to be torn to pieces.

Looking at the sad and sad face of the woman under him, Bao Erye's heart was even more horny. On the shiny bald head, beads of sweat slid down the distorted cheeks, exuding a strange red against the backdrop of the surging blood.

In a trance, Bao Erye felt as if he was engaged in a bloody fight, and the muffled sound of a knife was about to be heard in his ears, admiring the opponent's expression of fear and despair, and savoring the pleasure and comfort they brought to him.

"Different opponents, same pleasure!"

Thinking so in his heart, Bao Erye's spirit became more and more excited, and he roared again and again, tore off the clothes on the body, covered his nose, and took a deep breath.

"The second master likes this taste!"

The woman below closed her eyes tightly, her hands were tied to the head of the bed, and her mouth let out muffled snorts and wails from time to time. Her body was not beautiful but extremely soft, her miserable face was covered with bruises, and there were still slightly wet blood stains in the corners of her eyes and ears. As the head kept flicking, two pigtails flew in the air, adding a bit of immaturity to it. It is like two flags symbolizing victory, calling on Bao Erye to conquer.

"Hehe, dumb? The second master remembers playing one, but it's not as good as you!"

Sticking out his tongue and licking his fat lips, Bao Erye put the woman's feet on his shoulders, squatted and sat on the horse, ready to smash Huanglong.

"Don't say it, it's really a bit like, isn't that little girl growing up back then?"...,

A picture came to mind, several frightened and pleading faces swaying before me, including a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, whose brow was dimly discerning.

It's a pity that the picture is too blurry, no matter how hard Bao Er Ye tries, he can't make her clear. The only thing that is certain is that the girl also has a pair of pigtails, the same delicate and soft skin, but the expression is more dull. It's like a walking dead with an empty shell, and despite its devastation, it bites its lip and doesn't make a sound.

"Still hello, hehe!"

After several attempts to no avail, Bao Er Ye gave up the idea of checking his memory. He killed too many people, raped and killed too many women, who knows which year it was, and how to remember whether the girl died or not.

It doesn't matter who she is or not, now she is just a plaything in the palm of her hand, so why bother with that brain.

Feeling the stronger and stronger impulse in his body, Bao Erye gathered his mind and concentrated all his energy somewhere in his body. He was half-crouched, his long hands on the edge of the bed, and he roared like a beast

The dragon was about to burst out, and he had already ignored everything around him, completely oblivious to the battlefield that would bring him endless joy.

"The second master is happy to serve, maybe the second master will put you away, and you don't have to do it anymore!"

With an excited roar, Bao Erye's body was like a bow with a string, ready to release the tide of anger and collect another result of his battle.

Sudden change!

The legs on both sides of Bao Erye's head and neck suddenly moved, his left foot stretched forward to hook the back of his head and pressed down, and the five toes of his right foot were put together like a knife, and he bent his knees and kicked out. A clear leg shadow was drawn in the air, like a strong bow that was pulled away, and it hit Bao Erye's throat directly.

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded, followed by a low roar that was suppressed and dull and painful to the extreme. A pit appeared on Bao Erye's thick neck, like a big cracked mouth, laughing wildly.

His eyes widened suddenly, filled with incredible astonishment and horror. Years of fighting instincts prompted him to react, and two huge fan-like palms lifted up and slammed into the air under the two claws that were still swaying in the air.

However, he immediately regretted it, and at this time, Bao Erye suddenly remembered that he was not down-to-earth, but leaned forward with his upper body, without any focus. Moreover, the woman's left leg hooked his head, and her body naturally fell down. In such a situation, his thunderous palms were of no use except to make a sound similar to a flesh crash on the edge of the bed.

The woman's eyes opened at some point, with a chilling cruelty and resentment, staring at Bao Erye's eyes. Her slender and thin palm twisted and twisted again and again, and it was easily pulled out of the rope, and then like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, it was directly inserted into Bao Erye's eye socket, and then buckled it fiercely.

"Ahh

Bao Erye, whose Adam's apple was already broken, burst out of his soul with a miserable howl, full of pain and pity, as well as deep despair.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die? How could I die! I'm a two-star war spirit, how could I die at the hands of a woman who hasn't yet entered the star?"

"Who is she? weishenme wants to kill me? Is she a grudge against me?

I don't know Weishenme, Bao Erye, who lost his eyes, was very clear at this time. In my mind, the blurry picture gradually became clear, and the girl who was also wearing pigtails gradually overlapped with the woman in front of her, and finally became one.

"Three years ago I swore that if I didn't kill you, I would never die, and I would never speak again. ”

The woman who was considered mute by Bao Er Ye opened her mouth, her voice was slightly obscure and hoarse, cold and firm. After not speaking for several years, she needs a process of adaptation, just like adapting to a new life with a grudge dissolved. ...,

Bending her knees to push Bao Erye's heavy body away, the woman slowly stood up from the bed, letting her body be exposed to the air. Ignoring the mess and pain in her body, she stared at Bao Er, who was gradually losing her vitality, with that cold and vicious gaze, as if she wanted to memorize every minute and second in front of her and engrave it in her mind.

Bao Erye gasped urgently, trying to breathe in more fresh air, but in vain. His hands scratched weakly at his throat, as if trying to reattach the broken Adam's apple, and in the hollow sockets of his eyes, blood mixed with his brain gurgled away, taking away his liliang, his determination, and his life.

"Who sent you?"

Although it was attacked at the most difficult time to prevent, Bao Erye knew very well in his heart that the strength of the woman herself was also extraordinary. With the strength of his physical body, it would be difficult for an ordinary martial artist to hurt him in the slightest. This woman was able to cultivate to such an extent from an ordinary mountain people's daughter, she must have been specially trained and even assigned.

Bao Erye has a lot of enemies, but there are few who have the courage and ability to kill him, compared to the woman in front of him, he cares more about the person behind the scenes.

The woman said coldly: "Do you want your master to avenge you? After you die, I will take everything you have, kill your men, your family, and set fire to this courtyard. Even if your master is a member of the immortal family, you don't want to find a trace. ”

"A swarm of bees is rampant in the Falling Spirit City, in fact, it is just a dog raised by the immortal family, do you really think that those immortals will care about your life and death? It's a dream to expect the immortals to avenge you!"

Hearing the chilling name of the Thirteenth Master, Second Master Bao's heart sank to the bottom. Ignoring the woman's ridicule, she hissed, "Who is the Thirteenth Master?"

The woman looked at Bao Er, who was still struggling in a pool of blood, her face was full of resentment again, and she raised her leg and stepped heavily on his crotch. In the dull cracking sound, Bao Erye's body suddenly bowed, and suddenly straightened, and then twitched twice, and did not move.

"The thirteenth master is the thirteenth master, even I don't know who the thirteenth master is, why do you need to know. ”

After many years of resentment, once under the snow, the woman couldn't help but lose her mind. After muttering a few words to himself, he shook his head slightly, turned to collect his torn clothes, and prepared to leave.

Behind her, as Bao Er Ye swallowed Zuihou, a spiritual rune hanging from his chest shattered

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