Mo Shang's family is young and romantic, and the concubine plans to marry and rest for the rest of her life.

Lin Zixuan coughed up blood and stood with tears in his eyes.

He thought of the first time he met her, at that time, in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts in Tianfeng, Na Nizi was rude and willful, and liked to bully him.

He still remembers that back then, when his love was first opened, he was lighter than her, and he was chased and killed all over the world, and there was nowhere to hide.

He still remembered that in the ancient tomb in the mountains, he fought to save her and was almost taken away.

Lin Zixuan laughed at himself, looked at the strong men from all over the world, and smiled.

When he was young, he was full of romance, leaning on the sword Ling Chunqiu, looking back, the amorous was always red-faced, unable to keep it, green silk and white snow.

……

On top of the towering palace, a black-robed figure stood there, overlooking everything in the sky below, he saw Lin Zixuan, who turned into demons, and saw the life Dao Pill, and a dazzling light flashed in his expression.

"Dao Demon Eye!"

The evil pupils of the ancient war demon god appeared, and he killed all the gods and Buddhas in the middle of the horizon, containing nine shadows to evil, and hiding the world's extreme evil, however, as far as he knew, although this technique existed, no one could cultivate it at all, let alone heard of who could use it, why could this son be summoned so easily?

He, who is in the fourfold Blood Soul Realm, reciting the ancient demon verses, can actually communicate the thoughts of the demon gods?

Not only him, but Commander Haoyue was also extremely shocked, he categorically did not expect that a small Lin Zixuan, although he was accompanied by heavenly fortune, however, after all, he was only a person with a fourfold blood soul realm, and now, he could be powerful on the battlefield and cause such a shock.

……

"Fellow Daoists, don't be stubborn anymore, it's not easy to practice like this." The elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Clan walked in that direction, and the demonic light sprinkled down, descending around the evil fire man and demon, a supreme force, as if it wanted to strip his soul out.

He is the third elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and he sacrifices the infant spirits of all races with blood, achieves his own honor, and wants to go further, only missing that ray of enlightenment.

Now, he has found that life Dao Dan, and he has been searching for a hundred years and has lived up to his expectations.

"Spirit evil son, how about letting Old Man Yu?"

The sky roared, as if countless muffled thunderbolts exploded in unison, causing the entire sky to dent, and there were even cracks like dragons and snakes swimming away, outlining a void portal on the sky.

In the portal, it is impressive...... The figure of an old man walked out.

He seemed to merge with the heavens, his face expressionless, staring at the beings below.

"Dry old ghost, you really didn't leave."

The spirit demon looked at him coldly, and the Demon Cloud Empire ordered to retreat, but there were still strong people who were determined to go their own way and seek enlightenment in this war.

Evil fire, people and demons, looking up to the sky, roaring.

The demonic fire raged wildly, the gale roared, and the figures from afar were burned to ashes by the firelight, and they couldn't even bear the aftermath.

"Do you want to get involved, too?" The old man with dry bones shouted angrily, his fingers suddenly slashed downward, and countless red silk threads extended and roared, rushing towards the cultivators below.

When their expressions changed greatly, these red threads were quickly shrouded, and when they touched each other, all the existence in their place was penetrated by them, and even at the moment of penetration, as if they were swallowed, those monks' flesh and blood withered, and they died directly.

Heaven and earth, absolute silence.

Everyone stopped, their hearts were terrifying, and their bodies trembled.

"Hand over that girl, and I'll keep your whole body." A cold voice came suddenly, and an illusion appeared between heaven and earth, and the sky above the battlefield seemed to be incarnated into a hell.

This illusion contained incomparably great power, falling on the body of the old man with dry bones, he raised his hand at will, and Lin Zixuan's body was imprisoned and suspended in the air.

"Half-Trail Realm, the legendary realm."

When the people in the distance saw the vision, their eyes welled up with endless fear.

"Get out!"

Lin Zixuan responded coldly, but in the next moment, the illusion between heaven and earth enveloped him, and in an instant, the vitality on his body passed, and the aura of death was strong.

The spirit demon looked at him indifferently, he didn't know the height of the sky, in these seven empires, who dared to disobey their words?

"Die!"

The old man with dry bones waved a finger at Lin Zixuan, and suddenly the heavy dead qi turned into a death flame and burned his life.

What about the best genius? The Blood Soul Realm faces the powerhouses of the Dao Realm, and it is the same as the fall.

Lin Zixuan's aura was rapidly dissipating, and his vital signs were also greatly reduced, but after this reduction reached a certain level, it slowed down.

Lin Zixuan's body instinct was unwilling to die, and the black and white blood species continued to exude recovery power, especially the spirit of the Illusion Demon Dao Mirror, which had already regarded Lin Zixuan as a disciple, how could he allow others to erase him?

At this scene, the old man with dry bones in the sky who looked at it, his expression also changed, and he looked at Lin Zixuan with solemnity in his eyes, he rarely encountered this situation, only the Demon Cloud Monarch who was still in the Blood Soul Realm had a similar scene.

The old man with dry bones had a gloomy face, and after a few breaths, he slapped out his palm, and the terrifying death seal fell from the sky, and the illusion also cast a terrible death.

Lin Zixuan's body was burned by the flames of death, extremely painful, and his whole body was full of life, no different from a dead person.

The black fire, which continued to burn, aroused the great attention of the Rakshasa monks and the spirit demons.

Especially the latter, his heart was shaken, as a strong man in the same realm, he also knew the horror of the flames, and after perceiving it for such a long time, his heart fluctuated more and more intensely.

The same is true of the sunset and the bright moon to repair the soil.

As for the old man with dry bones, he was not shocked, but he didn't expect what happened later, this scene was beyond his imagination.

Of course, in addition to shock, he is more angry and killing, Lin Zixuan is not dead, and today's shame will become the laughing stock of Demon Cloud.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and countless mist of qi and blood emanated from his body, and a palm print of destruction condensed out in his hand.

Life and death withered palm, one of the old men with dry bones, now, in his hands, that death breath is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and everything around him has turned into the black of the undead.

The spirit evil son's face was a little moved, even though Lin Zixuan was extremely talented, but it was too difficult to survive.

When the people in the distance saw this scene, their hearts roared, a half-step realm powerhouse, in the Sunset Empire, belonged to the peak of existence, and now, strangled Lin Zixuan.

In an instant, the sky became incomparably deeper, and the dry bone arms flew out from the inside, the number was so large that it was no less than thousands, and in the blink of an eye, it covered all directions, and in his hand, the vitality in Lin Zixuan's body and even this space was drained.

However, at this moment, seeing that Lin Zixuan wanted to be probed into the sea of knowledge by that withered hand, a monstrous sword intent suddenly erupted from his body, as if it did not belong to him at all.

At this moment, Lin Zixuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Sword."

The sword that was suppressed on the execution table and pierced through the Lin family's ancestor came out of his body in an instant, rushing like lightning.

A sword roar, a sword roar, thundered in front of him.

A sword light broke out of his body, it was the dark demon, and in an instant, the ancestral sword greedily devoured, at this moment, the sword light was great, and Lin Zixuan felt that the origin was complete, standing like a divine son, peerless Shenhua.

With a swing of the sword, blood splashed for three thousand miles, the heavens and the earth were all annihilated, and the soul, spirit, and law were forbidden.

The evil fire man and demon escaped from the confinement at this moment, and the spirit evil son's expression changed in shock, revealing a shocked look.

"Who are you?" The old man with dry bones also changed his expression greatly, and looked at Lin Zixuan in shock, this aura did not belong to him.

"Slash!" Lin Zixuan didn't speak, and with a cold sword, he slashed through the void and bloomed with nine-colored divine light, making the heavens and the earth lose their color and pierce people's eyes.

The bodies of the spirit demon son and the old man with dry bones suddenly dodged, and the magic sword pierced through them, destroying three thousand miles of living beings.

"Evil obstacles."

A cold voice came directly from the Heavenly Palace, with an icy meaning, as if the temperature of the entire space had dropped sharply.

The two of them looked at the sky, and there was a touch of respect in their eyes, that was the sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the powerhouse of the Dao Realm, and the real power.

"It's just a junior, how can you mess with my Rakshasa army?" The voice came again, with a sense of inevitability, and his voice spread through the void, and the three armies shook.

The sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect actually drove the expedition in person?

The soldiers of the Sunset Empire trembled slightly in their hearts, and then their eyes showed despair, what they did was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, and they couldn't change the overall situation at all.

Once such a strong man enters the battle, there will no longer be suspense about the outcome of the battle, and sooner or later the sunset will be full of blood and bones.

"Whoever you are, today you will fall."

Above the void, the eyes of the spirit demon turned into evil eyes, staring downward, and in an instant, a series of dark chains suddenly appeared, across there, the dark demon fell, and slammed on the chains, a clicking sound came out, and the chains cracked, but they did not break.

Another huge palm print came and landed on Lin Zixuan's body, and the forest was like a withered bone, exterminating all living beings.

Lin Zixuan's body trembled violently, and he kept coughing up blood, dripping on the dark demon.

"The old man talks about juvenile madness, leading Huang on the left and Qingcang on the right." Lin Zixuan roared, stepped into the air, and in the cold distance of mid-air, his right hand was raised, and in the next moment, a huge magic sword shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above his head.

This sword is shocking, magnificent, divided into seven in an instant, and at the moment of appearance, the wind and clouds change, and there is a strong sense of slaughter, which spreads monstrously and explodes, so that all the people who feel it have a change in their expressions.

In particular, some sunset monks who entered Wanyuan Sword Mountain to practice immediately recognized it and exclaimed.

"Seven Peerless Sword Formation!"

The exclamations came and went, the spirit evil son and the old man with dry bones glanced at each other, pinched each other with both hands, and an unpredictable force enveloped the three of them, and in an instant, the space was torn apart, and the shadow of the sword was moved to the barren mountains thousands of miles away in an instant.

"Little cub, if you torture and kill my sect disciples again, I'm afraid that the sect master will blame us and others."

The spirit evil son sneered, but he couldn't see that Lin Zixuan's right hand had fallen.

In an instant, the magic sword of the sky burst out with a dazzling light, and in the brightness, it slashed towards the old man with dry bones, and the speed was so fast that it was like a long rainbow piercing through the sky, and it was approaching with a bang.

A sword fell, and all directions shook.

The old man with dry bones who fled quickly looked shocked, the spiritual power in his body burned with all his strength, and the sword power swept out, his body was slashed, and the lower half of his body was shattered, turning into a rain of flesh and blood, spilling on the earth.

The sword light chased endlessly, he was still on the run, and in a shock, he took out a skeleton doll, pinched it fiercely, and shattered it in an instant.

A terrible scream came out in an instant, it was his split soul, and it was also the death substitution technique he had prepared for the Heavenly Tribulation, but he didn't want to use it in advance.

His gaze was extremely evil, and at this moment, his hatred for Lin Zixuan was already monstrous.

"Hey......"

In the void, a sigh came, and a figure descended from the sky, instantaneously, suspended above the cliff.

Under the cliff, the leg bones of the old man with dry bones regrown, under the latter's footsteps, continued to shatter, and the entire barren mountain was trembling, shrouded by a supreme might.

The old man with dry bones looked angry, his hands were squeezed, and countless skeleton arms broke through the air, grabbing towards the mysterious man.

However, at this moment, I saw his eyes slowly turn and look at the empty space below, and at a glance, those skeleton arms spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into ashes and falling.

Another soft sigh.

The whole cliff trembled, and the old man with dry bones didn't believe it until he died, and that word became his eulogy before his death.

"He has the courage of his father, and he has not been guarded by an old slave for many years, you insatiable little guy, if you want to blame, blame you for messing with people who shouldn't be messed with."

Under his grasp, the old man with dry bones and the entire barren mountain were destroyed by that supreme force, turned into powder, dust, and became history.