The twilight will reced, and the night will come.

The blood-red sky like the bloodthirsty sunset lurked with a trance-like jealousy, and the two crimson murderous stars in the distant sky were almost a little bit apart. Black cracks that were visible to the naked eye had appeared on the crimson surface and slowly extended to the entire star, containing a huge amount of energy that could not be imagined by human power, and once this power was scattered on the Tianli Continent, it would definitely cause an unimaginable and unrivaled situation.

The sky is not born of famine, and eternity is like a long night. Three hundred years ago, the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven saved the people from fire and water, ending the ominous omen brought to Dali by the Luminous Confusion and Guarding the Heart. Three hundred years later, the Glowing Confusion Shouxin descended on the Tianli Continent again, and the desolate people disappeared from Dali, and the only one who appeared was a white-haired boy on the verge of life and death, and the uneasiness that permeated the hearts of the people was expressed more strongly through their desperate pupils.

The battle between Ximen Xiaolou and Black Scythe has entered a white-hot stage, and they are still evenly matched for hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting. And the phantom above their heads was even darker than before, and they obviously encountered an extremely tragic battle.

"Bang!" the two of them once again erupted into a strong True Yuan collision.

As soon as the collision was scattered, Ximen Xiaolou half-knelt on the martial arts arena, his right hand pressed on the ground to support his thin body. The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his chest was constantly rising and falling, indicating that he had been seriously injured, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, if you don't die, you will have a blessing!" Ximen Xiaolou also found that the black sickle had improved a lot compared to the outside of Xining City that day, and he could clearly feel that the improvement of this kind of cultivation was not a step-by-step step, but more like a little vain with the help of external forces.

The black sickle was also uncomfortable, his black robe had been shattered by Ximen Xiaolou, and his whole body was covered with dense scars, and the injuries in his body were countless, compared to the situation of Ximen Xiaolou. If it weren't for his strong spiritual will, I am afraid that he would have fallen long ago, he straightened up slightly, and looked at the young man in front of him who was constantly rising with his fist strength and fighting spirit. The black sickle didn't expect that the lord would work hard to heal his injuries and use secret methods to make his cultivation soar by two grades, and he thought that he could win against Ximen Xiaolou again, but he didn't expect it to be like this. Now when he heard Ximen Xiaolou's faint banter, he also replied coldly: "If I am given another chance, I will definitely slaughter your Ximen clan before I leave, and I will not leave you as a little evil animal!"

"It's a pity that there is no if in the world, I will cut off your head to avenge the Ximen family!" Ximen Xiaolou let out a low roar and then floated in the air, and the surrounding airflow began to flutter, causing the black sickle to look at Ximen Xiaolou a little blurred. But he didn't dare to take it lightly, Hei Scythe knew very well that as long as he took Ximen Xiaolou's move, he would win this duel!

Ximen Xiaolou opened his hands widely, his eyes were slightly closed, and the continuous condensation of the true element in his body made the surrounding space almost distorted. He didn't want to use it, but now he had no choice.

"Ahh Then he opened his eyes, and two yellow rays of light shot out from his eyes, making the faint Qilin phantom on his head gradually clear, giving people the illusion that it was about to condense into a solid body. The unicorn phantom hooves flew forward, and the dragon-like beast head roared as if to call. I saw a blood line appear on the eyebrows in front of Ximen Xiaolou's forehead, and the golden blood slowly remained. A golden light broke free from the bloodline with lightning speed, as if it had escaped from the cage. The golden light shone on the black scythe, which had been on solemn guard. When the black scythe saw that golden light, he already knew that it was the strongest blow brewed by Ximen Xiaolou burning the true yuan in his body, but the burning true yuan was a soul hook for a martial artist, and at least he was seriously injured, losing his whole body and cultivating to become a wasted person, and at worst he died! The black scythe couldn't help but curse secretly, a madman turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't expect that the surrounding space seemed to be blocked out by a great supernatural person, and there was nowhere to escape! The golden light struck the black scythe more and more, and the unavoidable black scythe gritted his teeth fiercely, holding the black scythe tightly in front of him with both hands. But how could Ximen Xiaolou's burning true yuan's blow be so easy to block? The golden light slammed into the black scythe, and the powerful force did not shatter the black scythe, but shattered the black scythe's shirt to pieces.

"Ding!" began to crack the black scythe.

"Ahh Unwilling to be defeated in the hands of Ximen Xiaolou like this, unwilling to die like this! So he condensed the true yuan of his whole body in his chest, and he also burned the true yuan! If he died, he would also drag Ximen Xiaolou to die together!

The instantaneous increase in power caused the black scythe in his hand to be filled with black aura, but it was too late, and the golden light completely covered the darkness with a loud voice!

"Bang!" The black scythe was shattered by golden light, the natal scythe was broken, and the Dao Heart could no longer be repaired, but the black scythe was still unwilling. As the golden light was about to penetrate him, he shouted in a voice that bordered on roaring: "God save me!"

Siye is quiet, and there is only one person standing in Ximen Xiaolou in the huge martial arts arena, and there is a pile of white bones. Ximen Xiaolou dragged his tired body and staggered to the black sickle with only a pile of white bones left, pinched the black sickle's skull and turned away, but before he could take three steps, the whole person fell forward. A ghostly figure appeared beside Ximen Xiaolou, and he picked him up with both hands and smiled bitterly: "Why bother!"

The two disappeared in place, leaving only bones on the ground. The autumn wind swept through the white bones and scattered ashes, black sickles, death!

The hatred in Ximen Xiaolou's heart can only be understood by Huangjun Yu, Ximen Xiaolou can kill the black sickle at any cost, even if it is the extreme method of burning the true yuan, which hurts the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicts eight hundred, he has no fear. During the seven years on the desert island, the training received by Ximen Xiaolou was no less than that of Huangjun Yu, and Huangli was not a strict teacher, but Ximen Xiaolou was a strict disciple. In addition to strictly requiring himself to achieve the training under the desolate cloth, he also added additional training items to himself, and at this point, Ximen Xiaolou and Huangjunyu showed a very high tacit understanding. The former was injured and tired, and the latter took out a prescription to recuperate. The two of them were helpless, and it didn't take long for them to enter retreat. After the retreat, the two had no scruples and could even be said to be unscrupulous masochism. Today, Ximen Xiaolou has paid a terrible price with his own strength, and he feels that it is all worth it!

Wushuang, who broke away from the big team, because of her cultivation of charming, she immediately recognized that she was in a deep illusion, but her own cultivation was not enough to break the illusion. With the feeling of being superior to ordinary people, he went all the way around and finally came to a flower. I didn't have time to admire the thousands of purple and red flowers, just because I glanced at the person among the flowers.