She slashed through the void with a sword, and her terrible screams were like the sound of a revenant, and the pitch-black mouth swallowed everything, and also swallowed the young man's cold eyebrows.

The girl slowly knelt on the ground, but did not utter another word.

Sixth.

Everywhere you look, it's full of ghosts.

The smell of rancid breath filled the sky, the blood-colored red moon, the dark clouds.

The breath permeated the dilapidated palace walls, the women's miserable screams, the fight on the verge of collapse, and the debauched insolence laughed......

The Exiles.

It is known as the darkest, dirtiest, and most despicable Shura Hell of the Six Realms.

However, the young man standing on the high spire was dressed quietly and unstained with dust.

One step further, and he could get out of the exiled land.

The opponent of the final level...... With empty hands, he walked towards him step by step.

She said lightly: "...... You hate me, come and kill me. ”

His body trembled slightly, and the eyes he looked at her were sharp and sharp. He spent countless days and nights, in his dreams, biting her to pieces.

But her fearless tone still made him feel a pain to the bone, and the more he hurt, the more he hated, so he stabbed the sword into her chest more and more desperately.

Blood splattered all over him.

He looked at her in front of him, as if relieved and sad, but he bit his lip tightly, and lost his life without a word.

That sharp sword also pierced his heart fiercely, otherwise why would it hurt so badly there?

No, that clear pain was Ling Tianlai's.

Her body trembled and she kept retreating.

How could it be so tragic......

How so......

How did Dize endure such a past and walk step by step to today?

That woman is so stubborn, so affectionate, but so impressive, how can Di Ze forget her?

Ling Tianlai stepped back in a panic, his mind in a mess.

Why did she feel the things in the painting so clearly?

It must be that the painting is too expressive, so you can feel the love and hate in it!

She turned around in a panic and staggered at the door of the temple and said, "Open the door!" Open the door! ”

Everyone outside the temple was slightly startled, they had subdued the Qin Spirit so quickly?

But everyone didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly joined forces to open a gap in the temple door, and the next moment Ling Tianlai staggered out, and his figure disappeared without a trace.

Meng Li's face changed and said, "What happened?" ”

The old men looked at each other, and then looked at the temple, the door of which was already closed.

Naturally, they wanted to go in and have a look, and they could have tried to catch Yingyu, but none of them succeeded.

Speaking of which, Ling Tianlai was the first disciple to enter this temple.

What secrets are in the temple, I'm afraid only she knows.

****

Ling Tianlai only felt that the stuffy depression in her chest was about to torture her crazy, she ran aimlessly, and when she came to a forest, she saw several disciples gathered together and were drinking, and after rushing over, she picked it up and drank it without saying a word.

A few disciples were dumbfounded, and when they saw that it was their own camp master, and seeing that the camp owner was drinking so boldly, they couldn't help but shout: "Okay! ”

Ling Tianlai slammed the jar and said, "No matter!" ”

Several disciples were stunned, and they were also infected by Ling Tianlai's arrogance, and they also shouted, "No matter! ”

"Look ahead!" Ling Tianlai shouted.

"Look ahead!" The disciples shouted along.

"Master is mine!" Ling Tianlai clenched his fists!

"Master is mine!" The disciple was elated, but then felt that something seemed wrong, and then his face turned dark.

Master, who is it?