Waking up from her sleep, Ling Jinxi swallowed her saliva hard, suppressing the choking in her throat.

"Isn't it just a god-transforming cultivator? Ji Weiliang, are you scared?" The sting pain of swallowing every word, Ling Jinxi had not yet understood the entanglement of love and hatred, and he had not yet seen the lingering promise of life and death, so he felt the despair of deep love.

"Ji Weiliang, give me another chance, I must not meet you, I obviously still have my own dreams, and I still have my own places I want to go......

It's good to stay here, you give me the leader's order, I am the leader of Yuezhou, and I can realize my dream."

Ling Jinxi closed his eyes hard, and sure enough, the legend of Wan Ling Mountain was true, when the hair was long enough, the Divine Son would reach the end of his fate.

From the initial anxiety and fear, to this moment, Ling Jinxi only had happiness left in his heart.

Yes, the leader of Viet Chau will die in North Vietnam.

Ji Weiliang had already told him that Ji Weiliang had never deceived him.

"Demon Sword, from today onwards, I am your master."

I don't know when, the sky is full of dark clouds, a blizzard is coming, a blizzard is coming, and everything in heaven and earth needs to retreat.

Jumping down from the treetops, Ling Jinxi said to the leading merchant who was waiting under the tree, "You guys rush to the nearest stronghold as soon as possible, and as for how many people can be notified, then let it be."

"Ji, Ji Kuitou, you are ......"

"I won't let go of any of the world and my lover, but the person I love is dying, and I don't have time to care about everyone in the world."

As the words fell, Ling Jinxi had already disappeared into the wind and snow.

The blue starry sky changed with the complicated spell seals, and finally wrapped Ling Jinxi's whole body, the demon knife was lifted in his hand, and he flew into the dark clouds against the strong wind.

"Divine Curse—Return to Heaven and Earth."

The galaxy exploded and dispersed into thick clouds.

Ling Jinxi spat out a mouthful of blood, turning into red lightning.

How can a person possess the power of God?

As the son of the god of Wanren Mountain, Ling Jinxi is one of the thousands of faces of God in the world.

The dry wind mountain, the pale yellow sea surging huge waves.

Qianfeng smiled and shook his head, "You're still too young, how can you harness the power of the Ten Thousand Dead Seas."

But so what?

It's all boring anyway.

It's so boring together anyway.

"I'm looking forward to it, looking forward to you, returning to this sea."

The Dead Sea is divine power, fate, love and hate, monstrous waves, and boundless karmic fire, as long as the person who has it wants to, it can be anything.

Of course, it can also turn into thick clouds and make a heavy snowfall in Yuezhou.

In the thick clouds, Ling Jinxi opened his arms, and the last star was in his arms, which was his life star, the foundation of his penance for many years.

"Demon Sword, Confess the Lord."

With the rumbling thunder, the blue lightning with a dark red halo slashed towards the rebellious demon sword.

Since it was called a demon knife, it naturally wouldn't be so easily succumbed, it rushed towards the electric light and easily cut it off.

Ling Jinxi hadn't expected the world-famous demon sword to recognize the master so easily.

"You dwell on my divine bone cultivation, you don't recognize me, I didn't care, but now it's different, you must recognize me as the master!"

Winter thunder rolled, and lightning fell on the demon sword, but it still refused to give in.

It definitely doesn't go to the Dead Sea!

"The divine bone is refined, but it becomes a demon knife, and you need the divine bone to repair, so the thing you are most afraid of is also the divine bone." Ling Jinxi is very smart, he is very delicate, he has insight into everything around him, and he also ignores everything.

If he hadn't met Ji Weiliang, if he hadn't been moved by her lonely responsibility, he might have gone to his dream without hesitation.

But if you meet it, you will meet it, and regret it is just talking.

The stars on his chest shattered a scar, and Ling Jinxi's blood turned into thousands of red threads, binding the demon knife that wanted to escape.

"Don't struggle, confess the Lord, this is thousands of miles in the sky, surrounded by the thick clouds of the Dead Sea, here, I am the god of the Ten Thousand Mountains."

The Demon Knife's injuries can be repaired by relying on the ability to freeze all things devouring it, but everything here belongs to Ling Jinxi, even if the Demon Knife tries its best to break free from Ling Jinxi's blood, it still can't escape the fate of being swallowed by the Dead Sea.

Confess the Lord or disappear forever!

But how can it be willing?

How could it be willing!

When the first snow fell in Hongcheng, the ice around Ji Weiliang also broke.

Under the siege of hundreds of Immortal Rest Hall disciples, she slowly straightened up and stood on the Xuanbing Platform.

The shattered ice was like a broken bud, and she stood in it, slowly opening her eyes.

The terrifying and weird eyes, without the cover of the moonlight brocade, appeared in front of so many people for the first time.

Red eyes, pale pupils, weird and fierce.

Ji Weiliang's eyes were half-open, she stretched out her hand, and under the siege of countless spiritual power magic weapons, she caught the snowflakes that were falling slowly.

"It's snowing, and it's okay to see a snow before you die." Ji Weiliang smiled a little sweetly.

She likes snow, and when she faced Yan Long, her wish was to see another snow.

Close the palms of your hands, melt the snow in the palms of your hands, and take the cool back to your heart.

She had already sensed that the cultivators of Yuezhou had already reached the boundary of Hongcheng.

She didn't have time, and there was no time for Xianxi Hall.

"Catch her!" As Elder Chu made a move, countless Immortal Breath Hall disciples also pounced on Ji Weiliang.

It's a pity, there should be a heavy snowfall today, you should bake cakes, make tea around the stove, and then eat scones while drinking tea, while watching the snow.

It's not for the sake of the selfishness of Venerable Chihong, to fight and kill here.

Ji Weiliang closed his eyes.

The evil spirits around her frantically poured into her body.

The evil spirits of the entire Hongcheng City are pouring here.

"This madman!" Elder Chu cursed, and slapped Ji Weiliang Tianling with one palm.

With a palm falling, Ji Weiliang knelt down violently, vomiting blood in his mouth.

Thousands of miles away, the body of the demon knife trembled, no longer struggling, it wanted to find her, it had been with her, from childhood to adulthood, and at this time, how could it not be by her side?

The invisible power trembled and overflowed with the blade of the demon knife, sad and mournful.

Cracks in the blade reappeared.

As the best knife repair, the knife breaks the death, and the death of the knife also breaks.

The elder screamed, but he couldn't pull his hand.

"Spiritual power! My spiritual powers! This demon can devour people's spiritual power!"

In the Five Elements Evil Spirit Array, Hong Li's evil soul laughed, she did it!

And she did!

As the lord of Hongcheng, even if she dies, she will avenge the thousands of citizens of Hongcheng!

Whether it's Ji Weiliang or Xianxi Hall, they are all sinners who have caused Hongcheng to be destroyed so far!

Sinners deserve death to atone for their sins.

Forgiving these people is the business of the living, and a dead person like her only knows a tooth for a tooth and blood for a blood.

Ji Weiliang's feet, but the ice seat began to grow wildly.

She died, and without her restraints, the power of the demon knife was finally out of control.

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