"Boom ......",

A dazzling light sprung up, and the sword struck with the great sword, and the realm of death crumbled in an instant.

The sword in the world shattered the huge long knife like a bamboo.

The aura of death also shattered at that moment, and the black-robed figure holding a knife in both hands shrank its eyes.

then

A powerful shockwave slammed into the black-robed figure, and his hands holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.

The long sword shuttled from the realm of death, and shot at him again with a sword aura.

"Ding Xiaoyi",

The black-robed figure let out a roar.

"Boom",

His body was like a cannonball bursting open, and his energy was tumbling like a stream.

now

The black robe that shrouded him suddenly shattered, and the long knife in his hand turned into a stream of light, and once again slashed down at the long sword that shot at him.

"Bang",

The long sword slashed at the long sword.

Ding Xiaoyi's chest was like a lightning strike, and his face changed.

The powerful power of the counterattack came like a river, and it swept towards his physical body in an instant.

"Bell ......",

A crisp jinge resonated, and the long sword let out a mournful groan.

At last

The long sword fell from the sky, and Ding Xiaoyi reached out with his right hand.

The sword turned into a streamer and landed in his hand.

"Bang, bang, bang",

A dense dull sound sounded in Ding Xiaoyi's body, and his face became extremely ugly.

The power of the Death Realm came back, stirring up his physical body in chaos.

The light of the Prison God and the two divine powers in his body turned into a trickle and flowed open, shuttling freely in his body.

Pass through the light of the Prison God and the gods

The moisturizing of force, Ding Xiaoyi is slightly better.

He looked at the black-robed figure standing in the air, and when he saw the true face of the black-robed figure clearly, he was ashamed.

I saw that the black-robed figure, with sharp and angular features, was like a knife.

The angular face gave him a sense of familiarity.

The angular face was embedded with a pair of eyes like bright stars, and those eyes revealed an awe-inspiring look like death.

Ding Xiaoyi was slightly stunned,

This strong man from Dead Island gave him a familiar feeling.

His face became extremely ugly, and a young and majestic figure appeared in his mind.

"Who the hell are you, and what is the relationship between the Dao Xiang Sect and your Death Island?"

Ding Xiaoyi's face sank, and he forcibly held back the surprise in his heart and asked the black-robed man.

The powerhouse of Death Island just smiled coldly.

He raised the long knife in his hand, and then his eyes revealed an endless light of will to die, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly.

"Who the hell are you?" Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but be angry, and he roared at the powerhouse of the Island of Life and Death again.

Because of surprise and shock, Ding Xiaoyi's hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

He couldn't believe what was in front of him.

This figure and temperament are exactly the same as Guo Xiaolu.

Could it be that Dao Xiangzong is from the island of death in the sea?

He also felt the desperate will to die from Guo Xiaolu's knife technique.

That lonely love,

The arrogant momentum was imprinted into Ding Xiaoyi's mind.

This knife technique,

This momentum,

also has this kind of temperament, which is exactly the same as Guo Xiaolu.

That's why he's angry, that's why he's angry

Roar.

"Hahahaha......",

The strong man of Death Island suddenly let out a strange laugh, and the wanton laughter couldn't help but stimulate Ding Xiaoyi.

There was a look of disdain on his angular face.

He is arrogant,

He sees death as his home,

He is domineering,

After that long laugh, the long knife in his hand pointed at Ding Xiaoyi.

Then he said quietly:

"Dao Xiangzong, they also deserve to be compared to Death Island, Dao Xiangzong is just garbage expelled from Death Island, they are just a bunch of waste discarded by Death Island."

Hearing the words of the Death Island powerhouse full of endless domineering, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but tremble.

"You're wrong, they're not trash, they're not trash, they're the heroes in this world."

"And Death Island is just a bunch of rats with their heads and tails hidden, you are the garbage, you are the waste."

The green tendons on Ding Xiaoyi's forehead collapsed, and he raised his sword and pointed at the strong man on Death Island is angry scolding.

After scolding, Ding Xiaoyi turned into a streamer and shot towards the other party.

"Boom ......",

He swung his sword at the Death Island powerhouse.

I saw a series of sword rays crisscrossing and turning into an impermeable sword net.

"Ding Xiaoyi, you have the ability to kill me",

The Death Island powerhouse showed Ding Xiaoyi a wicked laugh.

He raised the long knife in his hand and greeted Ding Xiaoyi, who was shooting fiercely.

The sharp light of the knife wantonly cut through the space in this temple.

The momentum of the long knife was like a rainbow, and it instantly disappeared into the sword qi that surged out of Ding Xiaoyi's long sword.

The long knife flowed, and the fierce expression of the strong man on the Death Island was hideous and distorted.

Ding Xiaoyi's heart kills

The intention is condensed to the extreme.

He wants to kill all the strong men of Death Island, and he wants to justify the name of the sword.

"Bang",

Shui Linghua felt as if her body had hit something.

The violent shock wave swept away, overwhelmingly crashing into the temple.

Her body was knocked back by the shockwave, and she heard a dull sound.

She felt as if she had hit some kind of ban.

"Click",

Shui Linghua heard a sound like broken jade coming from behind her.

She hadn't reacted yet. She slammed her body backwards.

The sound of shattering was endless, and Shui Linghua's body retreated dozens of steps in a row before it stabilized.

As she steadied herself, she noticed that her surroundings had changed.

She found herself next to an ancient altar.

Shui Linghua's heart palpitated, and she felt a strange energy fluctuation emanating from the ancient altar.

In the center of the altar was a one-foot tall stone sculpture of a beautiful woman with a face full of endless evil spirits.

The moment she saw the stone carving, Shui Linghua felt that her soul was about to be swallowed by the pair of evil eyes on the stone carving.

"Is this the Rakshasa of the sea god?"

Shui Linghua looked at the stone carving, she hurriedly retracted her gaze, she didn't dare to look at the stone carving's eyes.

She feared that her soul would be consumed by those demonic eyes.

Her gaze lowered slightly, and fell on the altar.

I saw that below the stone sculpture was a dry pool, and the pool exuded a strong smell of blood.

Shui Linghua looked at the dry pool, and her body couldn't help it

Got a shudder.

She remembered that old legend,

There are two sea gods in this sea, one good and one evil.

The two sea gods fought for countless years, but they still couldn't tell the winner, and then I don't know what happened, and the two sea gods disappeared.

Shui Linghua remembered the ancient book in the jellyfish clan, and her face became extremely pale.

Just when she was at a loss, she suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness in her body.

She felt a chill run down her spine, and the chill made the hairs stand on end.

soon

A phantom slowly emerged from the altar.

Shui Linghua saw the phantom figure emerging from the altar, and her face changed in fright.

"Who are you?" Shui Linghua asked timidly to the phantom figure in the altar with trepidation.

The phantom began to twist uncontrollably when it heard Shui Linghua's words.

In the end, a woman with a peerless face appeared in Shui Linghua's sight.

Seeing the woman with a peerless face, Shui Linghua's brain exploded with a bang, and her brain suddenly became blank.

She stared blankly at the peerless woman, and she trembled uncontrollably.

Because the peerless woman is exactly the same as the stone sculpture in the altar, the peerless woman with the illusion is the sea god Rakshasa.

"Alas",

The peerless woman let out a long sigh, and that long sigh contained endless loneliness and loss.

That long sigh lingered in Shui Linghua's ears like a curling fairy sound.

Shui Linghua couldn't help but be stunned when she heard that fairy-like long sigh.

She looked at the woman with a peerless face in a daze, although only

It is a phantom figure, but it still gives Shui Linghua a sense of holiness that cannot be blasphemed.