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Underworld.

In the city of Yama.

The Solar Emperor punched out, as if breaking the dark netherworld, and the rays of the sun in the yang world rushed out from the hole in that punch.

The darkness melts, everything in the darkness, living or inanimate, melts in the light.

This piece of intense flame-like brilliance swept towards a person, who sat in the darkness, a bloody light rushed from the back of his head, and the blood light turned into a person, and a sword swooped down from the height of the darkness, and a black dragon rushed out of his chest.

When red and white meet, it is like two torrents colliding together, forming a whirlpool, and the whirlpool quickly disappears. A blood-clothed man stabbed down on the head of the Solar Emperor, and this person was extremely special from the sword light. Neither the sword nor the others seemed to descend through the void, not substance. This is a kind of supernatural power that appeared after the blood lotus of Zarisi was sacrificed as the demon in the painting, he is between the virtual and the real, and does not belong to yin and yang.

The Solar Emperor punched the sky again, and a piece of sunlight rushed up, setting off towards the Zarisi Blood Lotus, and the Zarisi Lotus floated in the rolling light, although the speed was much slower, but it did not stop, and still stabbed towards the Solar Emperor.

The Solar Emperor once again punched three punches in a row, one punch was heavier than the other, and each punch rushed forward, and the three punches were divided into two directions, one punch in the sky, two punches in front, and the three punches were connected together, forming a brilliant and unrivaled momentum.

Chen Jing was still sitting there, but he was already holding the green flute to his lips, and the melodious flute sound with the sword chant was transmitted in the darkness, pervasive, and with the sound of the flute, a sword light was born out of thin air, turning into a rain of swords and falling into the light that rushed like a flame.

From a distance, it seems that the rolling flames rush and meet the silver river waves, and there are moments of disillusionment of yin and yang.

Emperor Sun Yao moved forward step by step, and punched one punch after another, one punch heavier than the other, one punch slower than the other, and the sun's rays hit by him were like torrents, layer by layer, layer upon layer. However, there is a black dragon like a black dragon in front of him, and there are monsters in the sky like a painting constantly approaching him. However, the Solar Emperor's eyes were staring at the man in front of him who was still sitting in the darkness without blinking, and the light could faintly shine on his face, and the Solar Emperor could see that his eyes were not looking at him.

His eyes were half-closed, as if he had fallen into some kind of artistic conception of memory, but his flute sound became more and more lingering. Emperor Sun was a little angry in his heart, but he was a little cold. In this flute sound, not only did pieces of sword light fall like snow, but when it was heard in his ears, pieces of sword light formed in his heart, stabbing his internal organs and attacking his soul.

"The Magic Flute, this is a Magic Flute." Emperor Sun couldn't help but think of the rumors in the world that Chen Jing had a magic flute in his hand.

His steps were getting slower and his punches were getting shorter, and although he was still moving forward, he was already moving from offense to defense.

I don't know when the ghosts in the darkness have approached, and they seem to be attracted by the sound of the flute.

Chen Jing's ears suddenly heard at this time: "Hey, isn't that faint green jade flute, how can it be in that person's hands." ”

"Youyou, a name that should have been forgotten but has never been forgotten, a sister who does not exist but always exists." Chen Jing thought of such a sentence when he heard the word "secluded".

In his ears, he heard someone whispering outside the light: "He seems to be the elder brother of Youyou, I saw him last time I went to Qin Guangcheng, he was injured and still lying on the bed." ”

Chen Jing resolutely believes that everything that happens in Qin Guangcheng is just an illusory world woven by the nightmare spell of the ghostly soul, although he believes that this ten halls of the underworld may have its own world, but he still does not think that he is the brother of the ghost, if so, then what is everything in the yang world, is he also a resentful spirit of the underworld?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, the flute sound was slightly chaotic, and the Solar Emperor took advantage of the situation to take another step forward.

Chen Jing hurriedly collected his mind and concentrated on fighting with the Sun Yao Emperor who had never heard of before, and the Yin Cultivation Fighting Method that wanted to subdue the three divine generals under his throne in front of his temple.

Xiuchun Bay Zhongyin Xiu also felt cold, his mantra was interrupted by the sound of the flute, and the sound of the flute entered his ears, and an illusion immediately appeared in his heart. In front of him was a small wooden house, a person in the wooden house was sitting on the bed, looking at himself with a slight frown, he saw from his eyes that there was a hidden killing intent, although the killing intent was still very ethereal, and it had not precipitated. But there was a strong premonition in his heart, and when he was about to do something, he saw the killing intent in the eyes of the person sitting on the bed burst out like cold light, and a white light flashed out from the scabbard on the table, rushing into his heart.

He looked down at the sword that pierced his heart, and saw that the sword was cracked and mottled, and saw that there was a butterfly brand on the sword.

The sword was drawn, there was no blood, but he felt that the strength of his whole body was withdrawn at this moment, his consciousness quickly retreated, the scene in front of him was blurred, he saw a fire rising into the sky, burning the small wooden house, and he was buried in the black earth, when his eyes were covered with all the light, he was completely plunged into darkness.

At this moment, the lion in the golden light behind Yin Xiu's head suddenly roared, and the sound shook for more than a hundred miles, and the ten thousand beasts were silent, and they were quiet for a while.

Yin Xiu also woke up from this lion's roar, and thought in shock: "It is said that Jinghe Chen Jing's swordsmanship is very good, and he is a rare swordsmanship talent for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that even the way of illusion is so elusive." ”

He almost died just now, and his death was unknown, and his death was silent.

He didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and he didn't dare to despise Chen Jingzhen because he was not here, so he immediately recited the "Fu Demon Mantra" again, but this time it was not only in his mouth, but also the lion in the golden light above his head also let out a roar, sometimes low, sometimes high.

The sound of the flute is still fluttering, as if a sword wire pierces the hearts of people who hear it. However, in the sound of this flute, there are people who say that it is imprinted.

"You're from the West?"

This is Chen Jing's voice.

"Chen Siyu's eyes see through yin and yang, and it is really extraordinary." Yin Xiu said.

The flute was mixed with Chen Jing's words, and he said: "There are lions in the West guarding all countries, and the golden body is called the king of Ming, you are the lion king of this generation?" ”

"Surprising." Yin Xiu continued.

"I've just read some books that record the strange and secret things of heaven and earth among the masters, the Western Sect used to be the largest cultivation holy place in the world except for the three Dao Sects, the Lion King is such a powerful world, how can I not know, but I don't understand, I have never had a grudge against your Western Sect, why do you want to disturb my divine domain."

"Chen Siyu is also a big mistake, it's not that the poor Dao messes up your divine domain, but that you mess up the world." Yin Xiu's voice seemed to come from the mouth of the lion behind his head, and where the voice passed, golden light rolled up.

After his voice fell, Chen Jing asked tightly: "Then, what is not chaotic?" ”

"When Western teachings spread all over the world, there will be no chaos between heaven and earth." Yin Xiu said.

After a long time, Chen Jing's voice came through the void: "Then you don't have to be busy with preaching first, let's think about these things when you leave Xiuchunwan." ”

As Chen Jing's voice rang out, the spiritual power of the entire Xiuchun Bay rolled towards the temple as if it had been summoned, and it was like countless swords stabbing at it.

The golden light on the top of Yin Xiu's head shone, and the lion roared.

The people in Heqian Village were awakened, and some people went out to look in the direction of Xiuchunwan Temple, but they saw that the fog was filled, and there was a golden light in the fog, and the roar of the beast sounded, they had not heard the lion, but they thought that this was the roar of the tiger, and they were all suspicious in their hearts, and secretly wondered if there was a tiger demon doing it.

After a long time, some people went back to the house to offer incense, while others gathered together and looked for a high place to watch. Although I couldn't see what was in the fog, I could hear the sound of the river waves, the chanting of swords, and the roar of beasts.

"That tiger demon is not the king and hegemon in the mountains, but he actually came to the temple of the river god, and this Jing River water irrigation can also pour it to death."

"Listen, this sword groan, it should be the river god pulling out his sword to kill the demon."

Someone said in a colorful voice.

"Look, what's that?" At this moment, someone pointed to the sky above the river temple and said quickly and hurriedly.

Everyone saw it no later than him, but everyone didn't have time to say it in a hurry. I saw a huge lion roaring in the sky above the temple in the mist, and in each four directions of the golden lion there was a huge red shrimp, a thin monkey, an emerald green shell larger than a millstone, and a young man with a long sword.

The red shrimp is as big as a temple, and the left pincer is sandwiched by a black sea soul three-pointed fork, or the pincer is clamped with a black chain that seems to be burning with black flames, and the black chain is waving.

The skinny monkey holds a string of Buddhist beads in its hands, shrouded in a dark golden glow. There were words in his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the lion.

Beneath the emerald shell was a small altar, and a cloud of white light overhead obscured her body, and people could only see half of her body at most.

Among these four creatures, two are known to the people of Heqian Village, and many old people have seen the big red shrimp and shells, and those who have not seen them have heard of it. You haven't seen a monkey before, but at a glance you know that it is in league with the big red shrimp and shells, and the lion in the middle is obviously the beast demon who keeps roaring.

"It wasn't a tiger demon." Such thoughts flashed through people's minds.

The thought that flashed through their minds was that Li Yingning, who they were most familiar with, had already risen with his sword and rushed towards the lion.

At the same time, the black chain of the big red shrimp had been rolled down, and the black chain was danced into a black tornado by him. Monkey Songqing was still staring, and there were words in his mouth. The white light above the shell's head appeared above the lion's head, and his eyes were a little blurred, and from time to time a sword pierced his eyes in the white light.