Leng Huo applauded and congratulated: "Extraordinary, extraordinary." You're a genius. ”

Tianxing nodded with satisfaction. He stretched out his hand and broke another tree from it, took the upper half of it, put it in his mouth and gnawed it. After gnawing on the tree a lot, Tianxing felt that his strength was not only back, but also stronger than before.

The surrounding ghosts came to congratulate one after another, and proposed that when they were free in the future, Tianxing must come back and gnaw up the tree pegs.

Tianxing patted his chest to comfort his cramping stomach: "These tree pegs should be left for future generations to remember!"

All the ghosts think it is reasonable, and they boast that Tianxing has brains. Ling Ran looked at this group of people who were happy in their suffering, and shook his head slightly. There was one day left, and all the ghosts stopped cultivating and went to self-study to experience life and feel life. In the future, there may be no more opportunities, and before leaving, you must always stop and enjoy the scenery of life.

The leader of the Black Knife Party played with the black knife, and he felt a little reluctant. He cut down half of the peg, the testimony of the great cause of heaven, and took it in his hand and cut it carefully. In a few moments, he cut the tree peg into the shape of a black knife. After grinding for a while, the peg finally became the same as a black knife. He dug a pit in the ground, and then buried the wooden black knife boy in the pit carefully. After doing all this, he stood up, looked at the ghosts, and said, "If I am unfortunately gone, please bury me with this wooden black knife." This true black knife is left to those survivors to kill more evil, to save more people, to gain more freedom and dignity. ”

Looking at the leader of the Black Knife Party, and then at the ghosts sitting on the hillside watching the sunrise, Tianxing's heart couldn't help but be full of injustice and emotion: Do these ghosts deserve to die? But tomorrow, some of the demons are destined to leave. One by one, the living life has completely disappeared in this world. What did they get, what did they leave behind, and who will remember them?

Tianxing clenched the knife in his hand and shouted loudly, "Our death is meaningful. It exists in the unrecorded history, in the sighs of posterity, in our cold corpses, in the heads of turtle grandchildren hanging on the banner of victory, in the indelible memories of the surviving ghosts, and in every corner of this barren mountain wilderness. We may not have victory, but we will always have unquestionable dignity. ”

"Shut up!" Leng Huo interrupted Tianxing's declaration, and complained in a strange tone, "You swept our Yaxing to enjoy the sunrise." The rest of the demons remained silent, not echoing as they had done before. The leader of the Black Knives looked at the rising sun and fell into a trance.

Tianxing looked at the ghosts, and couldn't help but complain a little that he would kill everyone. Why didn't he slap the turtle grandson to death. In that case, there will be many fewer ghosts. But no one in this world is responsible for you, and who can really tell the truth from wrong?

After a while, the sun finally broke out from among the layers of clouds and began to emit its light and heat.

Tianxing returned to his own body, calmed down, and carefully appreciated his own strength. The cold fire condensed into an unknown flower with cold air, and smelled it intoxicated alone. Ling Ran was quite powerful and played with his red light sword. The rest of the ghosts also found their own places to cultivate. Only the headless ghost lay alone on the ground, motionless.

When you want to calm down and feel and appreciate life, you may only find that you can't calm down anymore.

In the evening, the ghosts spontaneously organized a group sunset viewing activity.

During the event, a featureless ghost confessed his true feelings to Cold Fire, saying that he liked her. Leng Huo rejected him very bluntly: "While playing, I don't like you." The one who was rejected shouted and screamed, and the demons shouted and screamed in unison. The scene was extremely cheerful and lively for a while.

When the morning sun rose again the next day, Tianxing, as a human being, still sat in the place where he watched the sunrise yesterday, quietly watching the sunrise, quietly waiting. Death or life are sometimes so close.

When the sun broke free again and walked leisurely in the sky for a while. A ghostly aura suddenly spread from the top of the mountain, enveloping the entire mountain.

Kamesun is finally out of the customs.

Tianxing stood up and slowly walked towards the ghostly aura, followed closely by the rest of the group. After many days of Ken Dry Tree, the strength of his nature has finally reached the Quadruple Realm of Celibacy, and he is at the same level as Ling Ran's righteousness.

The ghostly aura showed no signs of moving, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry.

The sunlight passed through the ghostly qi, warming the people and ghosts, casting a slanting figure on the mountain. It didn't take long for Tianxing to come to the place where the patrol was meeting.

There, a tall, lewd fellow sat upright on a high platform, being worshipped by the remnants of the patrol.

Tianxing stood where he was lurking when he eavesdropped on the meeting, and the rest of the demons gathered behind him, waiting quietly.

The turtle grandson, who was sitting upright, turned his head to look at them, and said disdainfully, "Is that the one of your subordinates who killed me?"

Tianxing glared at Guisun and didn't answer, only gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill!"

At the sound of an order, Tianxing and his team slaughtered the enemy who was worshipping the turtle sun. Kamesun's men quickly organized a counterattack and fought the enemy in high spirits. Under the guidance of Tianxing and Ling Ran's righteous qi killing speed one by one, it didn't take a few minutes for the ghosts to wipe out the enemy. Only Kamesun was left, and he sat patiently watching the battle, which seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Tianxing looked at Guisun and wondered, "Seeing your subordinates being killed, don't you want to come over to help?"

Turtle Sun said happily: "No matter how many useless things die, I won't feel distressed, and I have to leave here and go somewhere else, it's a shame to take this waste with me." You killed them just right. ”

Tianxing was puzzled: "Where else do you want to go?"

"Do you want to know? It's up to you to see if you're capable of it. Let's practice your hands today!"

Tianxing and Ling Ran slaughtered the past with swords and swords, and fought with Turtle Sun.

After a few moves, Tianxing felt a lot of pressure. Although Turtle Sun was empty-handed, he was able to do it with ease under the full attack of Tianxing and Ling Ran's righteous qi, and his strength was definitely above the Tongtho realm. It can be seen that Guisun is only practicing for the time being, and he is very leisurely and leisurely, and he will not hurt the killer, because he only defends and does not attack, and does not do his best.

"Come together!" Tianxing shouted, and a team of twenty or thirty people quickly joined the battle, surrounding Guisun in the center.

The swords swung together, and the turtle sun dodged left and right in the shadow of the sword, still at ease, as if he was in a game. He couldn't help but smile smugly and disdainful.

The ghosts with a straight smile were furious, and they all fought desperately to attack.

Tianxing couldn't help but feel a little deflated in his heart. Couldn't help him with the many men who had joined forces? Is there no hope?

After a while, there was a sudden snort, and the headless ghost pounced on Guisun and wanted to hug him tightly. The speed was so fast that the turtle sun was a little surprised, and he couldn't even react, and was hugged by the headless ghost. Turtle Sun struggled fiercely, but did not break away.

At this time, the swords of all the ghosts had already beckoned to the turtle sun. Listening to the jingling sound, the ghosts only felt that their palms were numb, but they didn't cut through the stinky turtle shell of the turtle grandson.

"It's over, you can't cut him, how can you kill him? Damn, it's a burp today. Tianxing was looking forward to his bright future with his head down in despair, when he suddenly heard a scream from the turtle grandson.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was Ling Ran who was righteous and used the red light sword to stab the turtle sun to the core. Ling Ran stabbed with a righteous blow, hurriedly withdrew the sword, and slashed the turtle sun into several pieces with a few swords.

In this short but critical period of time, Turtle Sun only had time to widen his eyes, and he was unwilling to experience the whole process of his burp. The headless ghost is like a big mountain, hugging the turtle grandson tightly, so that he can't move a bit.

After Ling Ran uprightly unloaded the turtle grandson into eight pieces, everyone was still not at ease and relieved, and they all worked hard to make up a few swords and swords. After this turtle sun burped, sure enough, the turtle shell was much softer, and it was a knife to the end, effortlessly. But Ling Ran's righteous sword, which turned intellectuals into corpses, couldn't dissolve the broken corpses of Turtle Sun. It seems that it is really a matter of strength!

The headless ghost quietly watched as the uncle in his arms turned into a few pieces and broke away from his embrace, and couldn't help crying his brother again: "Alas, my brother, why are you dead!?"

After all the ghosts killed the turtle grandson, they were all overjoyed and extremely happy: they actually killed the turtle grandson without any injuries, so easy, so happy, so unbelievable, it was like a dream.

All of this is thanks to the headless ghost, thanks to Ling Ran's righteousness, and thanks to the sword. The ghosts surrounded the headless ghost and Ling Ran's righteousness, holding hands, dancing a cheerful dance, and singing a celebratory ballad: "Today I killed a turtle grandson, and in the future, I will drink turtle soup every day, which is both nutritious and relieving, and three meals a day is too little." Hey, hey, hey......"

Singing and dancing, a peaceful and celebratory atmosphere.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the ground, blowing the fragments of the turtle sun's corpses to quickly gather together.

Tianxing was shocked, he remembered an extremely bad possibility, hurriedly jumped over, threw himself at the side of the corpse, grabbed a few pieces and stuffed them into his mouth. Gobbled up a few pieces of corpses into his stomach, and Tianxing finally had a definite judgment on the taste of ghosts: it really didn't taste good, and this thing without oil and salt tasted like no appetite.

Sensing the threat, the fragments moved quickly, gathering as they went. Tianxing chased desperately, and the rest of the ghosts seemed to have woken up, and they stopped singing and dancing in celebration and joined the team chasing corpses. The corpses move faster and faster.

At first, Tianxing could still keep up, so he ate a few pieces, but then he was a little unable to keep up. Tianxing stopped his pursuit and stood silently. The rest of the ghosts also stopped. They can't change what's coming, all that's left is to wait.