At the foot of Zhenling Mountain.

Lin Futian can avoid a sharp sword light, he leaned back, the moon pot sword in his hand was propped up on the ground, his hand shook, the tip of the sword quickly cut a shallow ravine on the ground, with the help of this force, just let Lin Futian come to the side of another man in black, after the sword fell, the man's head flew high, and blood flew sideways. Soon, the man in black who hadn't had time to withdraw his sword before Lin Futian appeared in front of him, who had just dodged a sword light that he had charged, and the latter was expressionless, with a few drops of blood splashed on his face, it was not his. The calmness and composure of this young man made the man in black really unable to figure it out, because the bloody scene in front of him was a big mental test even for him, who was already the captain of the Demon Sect a long time ago. When I was young, I didn't think that I would come to the battlefield, but when I actually came in, I regretted it too many years later.

The man in black stared, only to see a white light that filled his eyes.

Lin Futian fell to the ground and took a breath, this successive battles were really not a scene that could be entered by his own lowly realm, and he could only find some seriously injured men in black to give the final blow every time. When it's better, it's a matter of a sword, if you accidentally meet someone who has spare strength and has the intention of retreating, it's hard to say, it's like the sharp sword light that was finally dodged just now, if it weren't for Lin Futian's innate battle intuition, that sword light, anyone in a realm like Lin Futian couldn't dodge.

Because such people really want to live, they will naturally spare no effort to attack those who threaten their lives, as if they want to give the final blow.

Lin Futian's actions were naturally seen by many well-intentioned people, how could these goblins and goblins let such troublesome people exist on this battlefield? Therefore, Lin Futian vaguely noticed that there were a lot fewer people around him who were similar to his own realm, and instead of them, there were those strong people in the Yuan Sheng realm, they were hiding in the crowd, and the drunkards did not mean to drink, and they had been dodging and dodging, for fear that Lin Futian would see something strange and escape, so they did not hesitate to receive some painless sword qi "baptism" to prove that their realm was low. But no matter how they disguise it, their eyes that are exclusive to the strong, and their indifference and cold eyes to other things are difficult to hide.

Should the strong treat ants with awe? No, the only way for the strong to treat the ants in their eyes is to look down.

"Emperor Hades, you've gone too far. Nangong Qixi appeared in the forest burial day, his clothes were still clean, holding a folding fan in his hand, and he looked leisurely.

Lin Futian said, "Well, I know. Wait for you to go away first, and wait for those people to get together before you make a move. ”

Nangong Qixi smiled, swept out a brush from his sleeve, and suddenly drew a fan-shaped light curtain, wrapping Nangong Qixi in it, and then Nangong Qixi disappeared on the battlefield.

"In the years you've been gone, I've figured out a lot of tricks. Then you will not be able to see me. Hahaha......"

Lin Futian looked to the side and smiled, but he didn't expect it

He's so good at playing now. "It's amazing, but you keep your voice quiet, and you'll have to ambush those people under the realm of gods later. ”

The people of the Divine Realm are all fighting with those who are also in the Divine Realm, and of course, those ancient dragons. As for why Nangong Qixi is so free, it is because the man named "West Wind" is so powerful, and one or two strokes of it are all scenes of hurricanes sweeping the ground and sand and rocks. The scene was so terrifying that even his own people could not avoid being injured by the sand and stones, so the battlefield where Zephyr was was located, only he and the enemy, and there was even a strange situation where the enemy took a detour.

I believe that many people have this question in their hearts, on the battlefield, the man wrapped in the pure wind element, from time to time will look at a certain place on the battlefield, the woman who used to be called "Dongchuan". The man's eyes are still gentle, and the woman in his eyes is just like back then, but she doesn't recognize him anymore. But the man thinks it's nothing, after all, sooner or later she will remember everything, and her arrival is just a catalyst for this point in time. But what if he hadn't come so early?

Zephyr is good at half-heartedness, but that's because he's strong. For the black-clothed man who was integrated with the dragon clan in front of him, he didn't pay attention to this strange combination at all, for him, whether the enemy could die or not was not something he had to consider, how the enemy died was what he needed to worry about. There are a lot of dead people under his command, but if you always use one method to kill people, it will inevitably be a little boring, just like if you play a fun game, after playing for a long time, you will naturally get bored. And after that, exploring new ways and means becomes an inescapable choice for you to do.

The woman who fused with the dragon clan, with a long "rope" hanging on the back, held on the ground, stained with a lot of mud and sand, looked extremely ugly, she was originally in the realm of the gods, but there was still an insurmountable distance from the standard of the gods in the eye of the west wind, the current cultivators were not as pure as the previous people, and they were not as hard as the previous people, so this made him feel as if the times were always walking backwards, as if he was playing a game with people, the more you want to move forward, the more it will go backwards.

Zephyr frowned, looked at the combination of man and dragon on the ground, who had reached the peak of his momentum, and waved his hand in disgust, as if he wanted to scatter the filth in front of him and completely disappear in front of his eyes, so that it would not appear in front of his eyes again.

The dragon on the ground opened its huge mouth, its fangs appearing, and a huge fireball inside was brewing and growing, towards the man in the air.

Zephyr looked at it with interest, looked up, and said, "This seems to be my world, right?"

He stretched out his right hand and pressed it down slowly, and the dragon on the ground suddenly lay on the ground, unable to struggle, and the woman who fused with it held her head with both hands, shaking incessantly.

"Go back to heaven and earth. The man said.

His right hand

When it was closed, the sleeves suddenly bulged.

On the ground, a visible hurricane enveloped the strange composition, and the fireball from the dragon's mouth was pressed back down its throat and exploded inside its body.

After the loud noise, there was only a bloodless dragon corpse on the ground, and as for the demon woman with a brain problem, she really disappeared so much that she couldn't find a trace.

After doing such a big thing, the man just clapped his hands gently, although his hands were clean, but he always felt that after killing the dragon, he inevitably dirty his hands.

The west wind slowly landed, looked around, and saw that there seemed to be nothing that needed his help. That young man's partners are very strong, it is difficult to meet opponents, and the most troublesome ones are left to people with high realms, so she is also very safe. He looked at the woman now called "Zhao Jingzhi", she was all moonlight, which was a little different from back then.

"Dongchuan. Zephyr said this softly, and there was no follow-up.

There was a look on her face that she hadn't seen before, and it was more direct than before. Somehow, the man just thinks that she has always been the same person she was back then, no matter how the times have changed, how she has changed, she has always been the little girl in his eyes, and she will smile and ask him how bright the stars in the sky are, and he will cry that he was bitten by a mosquito and a big bag, which is itchy and uncomfortable to the touch. The man smiled a little as he thought about it.

Many long-cherished memories, no matter how much dust has fallen on them, are still worth savoring.

But I want to hear you call me softly.

The west wind looked down at the gravel on the ground, even if it was broken, but after being swept away by the hurricane, it would gather together in twos and threes, no matter where it was, there was another one with him. Whether lying in the ditch or frozen in the abyss, as long as you can be next to it, you are not alone.

He looked up, and there were more complicated threads in his mind.

Looking at the woman who never deliberately looked back at him, Zephyr smiled miserably, he looked at her back, and said softly, "It's true." ”

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On the battlefield, the bewildered enemy jumped into the trap prepared for them by Lin Futian without knowing it, after all, no one could have imagined why a person from the realm of gods would hide in the shadows and oppose them, was it to bring a group of them together so that they could be wiped out? I believe they didn't have much time to ask these incomprehensible questions.

After all, death is a very short process.

Lin Futian passed by with a sword, the snow-white sword qi roared overwhelmingly, and in the blink of an eye, he cut off the arms and legs of several people, and when Lin Futian landed in an ingenious position of the black-clothed man's "encirclement", which was not close or far, those stupid people from the Yuan Sheng realm came out one after another, but the young man who had been in their sight disappeared.

Instead, there was an uninvited guest who suddenly appeared, and the man looked at them with a smile on his face, and shook it gently with a folding fan in his hand, and he smiled: "It's time to close the net." ”

From his sleeve suddenly swept out of an ordinary-looking one

brush, and then quickly shuttle through the battlefield.

It's a pen, but it can also kill!

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Inside the Zhenling Mountain.

At the "ripples" on the top of the mountain, a young monk with a radiant spirit walked out.

Liu Che lifted the basket, he knew it was time to go.

The proprietress in red smiled and said, "It's late." ”

The young monk named "Zhao Chengduan", who had just walked out of the quaint platform world, smiled and said, "You can be fast." ”

The next moment.

Liu Che was startled and hurriedly held on to the back basket.

The man took a step, and a large crater suddenly appeared on the ground, cracks all over the place, and his next step appeared at the foot of Zhenling Mountain in the blink of an eye.

The young monk stood at the foot of the mountain, looked back at the top of the mountain, and smiled.

The proprietress straightened the hair around her ears and glanced at the panicked Liu Che, "Let's go." ”

Liu Che had a sad face, and his stomach was degraded. I really can't figure out these masters, just go down the mountain, why are you scary? The ground shook so much just now that I thought this mountain was going to collapse?!

The young man's prison is naturally a lot, but they are all hidden in their hearts and dare not say it.

I can't help it, I can't beat it.