(This chapter is too short, I'll add another chapter later, don't wait, get up early to read.) ）

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"You're finally here? Which of you? Mu Shijing asked coldly.

"Huh? Who's talking? ”

The red-haired girl showed a surprised expression, she looked left and right, as if looking for the source of the sound, her eyes swept around before falling on Mu Shijing's body, she showed a sudden expression: "Oh...... Wu Youhe, you still have a little follower. ”

Mu Shijing knew that she was deliberately ignoring herself, although she felt humiliated, but when she thought about it, the contempt deliberately shown by the enemy was not another kind of attention? The red-haired girl treats her like this, which just shows that she is dangerous enough!

"How do you know Xiao He's name?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Stupid, I'm the heart, of course I can read the mind...... I've heard all your self-righteous thoughts. The red-haired girl giggled.

The shame of being exposed in front of the public instantly surged into Mu Shijing's heart.

She tried her best to restrain herself from thinking cranky.

"What kind of monster are you?" Mu Shijing asked.

"I'm the Lord of the Heart, isn't that what you're looking for...... The heart is the root of the dragon's bones, like a peach, and as huge as a mountain, so I also like to call this Peach Mountain, and you can also call me the Lord of Peach Mountain. "The red-haired girl is self-proclaimed as the lord of Momoyama Mountain.

She kept talking, but Xiao He didn't give any response.

She held the hilt of her sword with her left hand, her right arm hanging down from her sleeve, and her dragon claws clenched into fists. The girl's snow hair was blowing without wind, her eyes were murderous when the mist had dissipated, and her tall body bowed slightly, like an arrow on a string, ready to move at any time.

"What a natural weapon, no wonder the Arm of the Town Guard chose you as its host." The mountain lord of Momoyama smiled and said, "Of course, I also want to thank you, thank you for sending it to me all the way, saving me from picking it up for myself." ”

"I'm afraid it will be your life that will really be taken." Xiao He replied coldly.

"You should know very well that even if you can really take my life, a war of this level will destroy the world, and even if you kill me, you won't be able to save anyone."

The Lord of Momoyama shook his head lightly and said, "I have sounded the death knell, in the twilight of the end of the law, all those who steal the destiny of heaven will be killed, and those who are good can die peacefully in the twilight, without knowing pain or sorrow, I could have ignored these mortals on the ground, but I still gave them punishment and gifts...... Good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, how good is this ending? ”

"How do you judge good and evil?" Mu Shijing asked.

"I can read the hearts of the people, like the embodiment of the precepts, and the rewards and punishments are clear, so why should I question it?" Momoyama asked.

"What about the pregnant women who do evil?" Mu Shijing gave an example.

The mountain lord of Momoyama was stunned for a moment, she narrowed her eyes, and her fierce light was revealed: "Your words seem to be a bit much." ”

The flesh around them began to tremble, and they turned into sharp thorns, bulging from under their feet, and they all attacked Mu Shijing.

The moment Taoshan Mountain took the initiative, Xiao He also moved, she held Mu Shijing and rose from the ground, chopping the chasing meat thorns into minced meat, she pressed her fingers on Mu Shijing's forehead, wiped out a body talisman, and then, Xiao He stepped on the volley, and the sword was pulled out of the sheath behind his waist, with a huge arc, and smashed towards the Lord of Taoshan Mountain.

The power of the emperor and the town guard inherited by Xiao He, they are all pale creations, and before the new pale is fully awakened, she is equal to the rank of the lord of Momoyama Mountain who controls the heart.

It stands to reason that this should be an uphill battle.

But to everyone's surprise, they were divided into winners and losers in just one face.

Xiao He's volley sword was blocked by the lord of Taoshan Mountain, Xiao He's feet were round, his slender waist was twisted like a rope, and the foot knife ghostly broke through the air, like a slash. The Momoyama Mountain Lord retreated to dodge, but Xiao He found a flaw and approached, she broke through the opponent's defense with a punch, and then closed her five claws to capture the Momoyama Mountain Lord who tried to escape.

The five claws worked hard together, and the huge force squeezed the bones of the Taoshan Mountain Lord to gurgle, Xiao He pulled hard, and the muscles connected between the opponent's body and heart were torn off in an instant, and the dagger-like claws were closed, and the flesh and blood of the Taoshan Mountain Lord were torn apart.

Mu Shijing was dumbfounded.

The red-haired girl who was still clamoring before was so vulnerable?

But that's right, even if they are of the same rank, this heart master has lived in the center of the earth for a long time and has never experienced the tempering of actual combat, how can he be Xiao He's opponent?

Mu Shijing was not happy for long.

In the heart, an identical red-haired girl crawled out.

"I can't take a blow, it's really a waste...... red-haired girl looked at the corpse on the ground, her tone was contemptuous, she stared at Wu Youhe, and said, "I am the second mountain master of Peach Mountain, I will meet you." ”

The Holy Maiden of the Wood Clan had said to Lin Shouxi that there was no point in killing her, because the organs only needed to consume a small amount of blood to make an identical one, and they were no different from those white killing gods in the form of cotton wool, they could all be replaced.

Soon, the second Momoyama Mountain Lord also died in the hands of Xiao He.

Under the protection of the spirit rune, Mu Shijing watched as the flesh-and-blood mountain peach kept wriggling and cracking, and one after another red-haired girls crawled out of it, like a steady stream of eggs produced by spiders.

Their knowledge and wisdom are inherited, so when they kill the forty-sixth mountain master, Xiao He can no longer win as easily as he did at the beginning.

This heart is too large, and the speed at which it consumes blood is far less than the speed of hematopoiesis, so it almost has inexhaustible resources, and the master of Taoshan Mountain will be known for thousands of generations, and sooner or later Xiao He will be recognized through all the moves and become a defeated under her.

It's almost a matter of time.

Mu Shijing knew this inevitability, and she watched as the red-haired heads were cut off to the ground, but she couldn't do anything.

Soon.

Beneath the heart, corpses piled up.

Xiao He stood in the air, the blood on the white skirt was like a plum, and the dragon scales were also washed with blood, and the red was terrifying.

At the crack in the heart, the 362nd Lord of Peach Mountain climbed out of it, she was clothed in blood and robed by fascia, she looked up with a pure white face, showing an innocent smile: "I will be the master of Zhongxing in Peach Mountain, Wu Youhe, your killing is over here." ”

The owner of Momoyama Mountain lies on the top of his heart, like a bat hanging upside down.

The mountain of corpses of three hundred and sixty-one corpses below suddenly moved.

Those severed heads flew out of the mountain of corpses, one after another glued to the top of the current mountain master's head, she was like a centipede, like a long worm, and like a scattered ladder, all the power of the previous mountain lord was smelted in her body, helping her to enter an unprecedented realm.

At this moment, this Taoshan Mountain Lord is at the top of the primeval world, and there is no rival under the ancient world!

Xiao He was not afraid, her dragon claws curled up and clenched, and a fist collapsed into the air, smashing into the body of this monster.

For the first time, her fist was literally blocked.

Momoyamayama advocates opening the palms of the hands, and the thumbs and forefingers of both hands are pressed against each other, forming a hollow prism. The barrier that resists everything was woven in her hands, and Xiao He's punch failed to shake it.

The more than 300 heads were like a giant caterpillar, with resentment passed down from generation to generation, winding towards Xiao He's body, wanting to strangle her on the spot.

All the heads were making noises, some were scolding, some were laughing, some were cursing, some were screaming, if Xiao He fell into their hands, he would be gnawed and gnawed to the point of no bones.

Mu Shijing's heart was at the top.

Then.

Xiao He raised his hideous dragon claws again.

This time, she didn't blast the dragon claws at the Taoshan Mountain Lord again, but reached out to Mu Shijing from afar, as if she was asking for something.

Mu Shijing was a little dazed, not knowing what she could give her.

The death certificate on her waist was like being called, and she broke through the air and was held steadily in Xiao He's hand.

Beneath the craggy dragon arm, the black sword appeared slender.

But the next moment.

When Xiao He waved out the death certificate, the death certificate burst out with a sword light as long as a hundred feet! The sword light drew a crescent-like arc in the cavity of flesh and blood, sharp and beautiful, and everywhere it passed, everything would be cut into powder!

The three hundred and sixty-one heads looked terrified as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and they were destroyed together in the light of the sword.

Mu Shijing was dumbfounded.

She looked at this divine death certificate, and suddenly felt that it had followed the wrong owner all these years.

It has been in its hands for so many years, and it has always been just a blade with a lot of aura, but Xiao He has not been with it for a long time, but he has completely developed its potential! It roared in Xiao He's hands, like the power of the dragon, the wrath of the sky, and where the night-like sword light swept away, even the pale bones would be crushed into pieces!

"This, what is this?!"

In the blink of an eye, the death certificate of the mountain lord of Momoyama pierced her heart, and she was still not afraid after being killed more than three hundred times, but when she saw this sword, she showed a look of horror!

"Don't you recognize it?"

Xiao He twisted the hilt of the sword and gently cut it towards her heart, and she slowly opened her mouth as she cut it, saying, "It's your disease...... You live in the earth's crust, and every fetal movement will cause the earth's crust to move, arching the mountains, and your excess hematopoiesis will turn into molten slurry and spit out from the crater, and in the same way, you will be eroded by disease, and the black blood contaminated by disease will be expelled from your body and form a scab, and the black cliff is an exposed scab. ”

The pale blood scabs were large, and the black cliffs that exposed the surface were only the tip of the iceberg.

The death certificate is the holy sword of the Demon Gate, the creation of the Black Cliff, and the embodiment of this disease.

Xiao He awakened its essence.

Today, it is the embodiment of disease.

It is the disease of God, the disease of death.

It completely awakened after sucking the blood of more than three hundred generations of mountain lords.

At the very beginning of everything, the blade of the ending was in the hands of the young man, and after several tosses, it finally returned to the place where it was born, roaring uncontrollably in front of the pale heart gate, releasing sword energy like a storm.

Xiao He roared with it.

"You are the last mountain master, I will send Momoyama to you for the funeral."

Xiao He cut open the heart of the red-haired girl, and the girl was wiped out under the sword, her body did not stop, she jumped in the air, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed it fiercely towards the pale heart.

The reddish-brown surface of the heart was sliced open by the sword, and the blade sank into it.

Xiao He knew that if she really tried her best to destroy this heart, then the ground would definitely be annihilated in this divine war, so she chose to use the disease of death to infect the heart, and the heart would fail after being infected, without the blood supply of the heart, its limbs and hundreds of corpses would quickly lose their vitality and become a corpse completely.

This will also be the end of this catastrophe.

The death certificate tore open the wound and pierced the heart, and the death certificate began to multiply and replicate exponentially, and where the sword light spread, the bright red flesh and blood lost its vitality.

As Xiao He said, the red-haired girl is indeed the last mountain master, and her heart is difficult to protect herself, so she has no time to give birth to the mountain master girl.

It didn't end so easily.

Just when Mu Shijing thought that everything was going to be done.

Around the darkness, countless purple spheres emerged.

They are part of the pale body, like those cotton wool-like things, and their duty is to kill the special disease of 'death certificate'. Without them, the pale body would have been devoured by the disease, and the black blood would not have been able to be expelled from the body, forming a black cliff.

They didn't immediately attack Xiao He and the death certificate, but chose to cut their hearts.

The flesh that had died of the disease was cut off.

Although this is a great harm to the heart, it is the best way to stop the spread of the disease.

The heart is cut open.

The flesh at the incision is bright red and the texture is flat.

Then, these purple balls rushed towards Xiao He.

They are like the masters of the palace, usually they don't show the dew, but when there is really a big enemy, they are the most reliable guarantee of the palace.

Xiao He killed more than 300 people in a row, and she also tried her best with the previous stab, and for a while, her strength was difficult to turn, and in the face of the fierce enemy who poured out, Her Majesty the Empress also felt tricky.

She raised her head coldly, brandishing her death card to block the air.

A large number of purple spheres were killed by the death certificate, but these things were not afraid of death at all, and their swarm of insects attached to the death certificate's sword, shaking non-stop.

The death certificate let out a terrible roar.

Xiao He's heart was not good, she stepped on the ground, dragged the death certificate into the air, and wanted to get rid of the pursuit of these monsters.

But.

As she retrieved the death certificate, she heard a crisp cracking sound.

Xiao He's pupils shrank suddenly.

She's still slow.

When she pulled out the death certificate, the death certificate symbolizing the disease of the gods had been destroyed, and what was left in Xiao He's hands was just a lifeless broken blade.

"Death—proof—"

When Mu Shijing saw this scene, his heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp knife, and his shouting was so terrible that he almost lost his voice.

In the torrential rain of the dead city, she and Lin Shouxi exchanged swords by mistake, and since then, the death certificate has been with her, and she has not left an inch.

At first, she thought that this sword was not beautiful at all, it was a little sluggish, a little clumsy, and far less well-behaved and beautiful than Zhan Gong.

As the death certificate gradually recognized the master, she gradually discovered the loveliness of this sword, it was so loyal, it would call her to get up at dawn, and it would also buzz to warn when danger came, it was like a native dog, and when it recognized its master, it would take care of her home for the rest of her life, and it would not be driven away or scolded.

Mu Shijing once thought that it would always accompany her until the world was peaceful and the sword was sealed.

But today, it shattered in front of her.

A sense of powerlessness swept over her limbs.

She didn't know why she had to come to the center of the earth, and she didn't know what the point of her staying here was, did she think Xiaohe was too strong, so she would be a burden?

Mu Shijing was dumbfounded, she was not a qualified sister, let alone a qualified sword master, she was never willing to let go of her pale will, even if she knew that this little old glory had already been exhausted in the First World War of the True Kingdom.

Now she is just an ordinary fairy realm female cultivator.

The purple orb pounced towards Xiao He after strangling the evidence.

Xiao He showed hesitation, she knew that if she shot with all her might, she would definitely fight upside down, and the ripples of the battle would spread to the ground, and every wisp would set off a catastrophe.

But she couldn't sit still.

Mu Shijing can understand Xiao He's dilemma, but he can't share her worries.

She couldn't do anything.

Suddenly.

Behind her, there seemed to be someone.

She couldn't see the person who came, but she could hear her whispering in her ear. As if a dream was surging, the whisper was so illusory: "Sister, why are you sad?" ”