One person performed light skills and jumped into the giant hole, fell into the pool of blood, kicked the three of them away, and pulled out the sword.

Excalibur has lost its lustre, and it is dim. The blade of the sword was lacking, and the blade was full of cracks, and blood slowly flowed from the cracks.

The person who came was Ling Yun.

Although he didn't know what was going on when he saw Zhong Nuo fighting with everyone, he still chose to believe Zhong Nuo and only watched from the sidelines.

And then, he knew what else he could do. So he jumped into the pool of blood with his broken body......

"Those who offended my Loulan. Die! Ling Yun raised his Excalibur and shouted angrily.

"King Loulan has changed to him! Kill him! Onlookers on the ground shouted.

Several people rushed towards Lingyun, and several sharp blades pierced through it.

Ling Yun's heart and lungs were broken, and blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, but he still raised his sword to hold on, shouting hard: "God...... No...... Bless...... Floor...... Lan ...... then transmitted all the remaining internal force to the body of the Excalibur and shattered it.

The sword crumbs are scattered, like a brilliant star, and the moon is the same sky. Blood is like splashing ink, becoming a silent poem, accompanied by clouds into a roll.

"Excalibur! Excalibur shattered! ”

"Looks like maybe I shouldn't have killed him...... They are one ......."

"Excalibur...... Excalibur ...... There's a piece of ...... There's still a ...... Just reforge ...... Just let me bring it back and reforge ......"

"Excalibur is mine!"

Several people scuffled around the pool of blood.

And all the people of the earth saw it clearly. The "King of Loulan" is dead, the sword has been destroyed, and it is all empty.

But no one noticed that Ling Yun had fallen to the ground and passed away with a smile.

A person next to the giant cave slowly stood up, swayed and jumped down. When he came to the sword room, he did not stand firm and fell to the ground.

It's a summer night.

The earthquake just woke it up. When I woke up and saw the tragic situation around me, I had a general understanding of the current situation.

"Since this pool of blood can attract blood, it may also control blood. If you're lucky, you might be able to cure my poison," Xia Ye thought as she slashed her palm with her sword finger and pressed it to the ground, sucking the blood from the ground with her internal force.

The blood in the pool poured into Xia Ye's body from the wound on the palm, flowed through the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the blood poisoning was condensed in the palm and discharged.

After a while, the summer night felt much clearer. "Haha, I won the bet." The summer night is full of joy.

So Xia Ye immediately got up and ran to Zhong Nuo and Ling Yun left and right.

……

The long night is over, and the sun is rising. Warm light poured out on the battlefield, comforting everyone like a mother.

Everyone cleaned up the mess in the ruins, crying and wailing. Although there were few dead, none of them were injured, and the living, especially Zhong Nuo, were the most seriously injured. "Don't stop?" Summer nights searched the sword room, but could not find it.

Burn the dead and heal the living. The crowd returned to the hiding place to retrieve their supplies, intending to leave the sad place as soon as possible. When he left with everyone, Xia Ye felt more and more unstable and unable to exercise, "Is there still any residual poison that has not been cleared?" But Hua Yu's diagnosis is that there is nothing else to hinder except for the leg injury.

Because Zhong Nuo was too seriously injured to travel far, Hua Yu and Zhong Nuo stayed temporarily. Summer Night also decided to stay, and when Zhongnuo was better, he would return together. The doctor decided to stay, and more than a dozen seriously injured people and more than ten people who wanted to take care of him could not leave first.

Farewell to the Wudang Men who brought back the bones of Lingyun, standing on the city wall on a summer night, overlooking the people who are getting farther away.

Half a month ago, I watched everyone go out of the pass, and then I watched everyone return. At the beginning, it was mighty and high-spirited, but now there are only a few dozens, and they are cold and discouraged. Summer Night couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

"Hurry up, hurry go. It's bustling, but it's for profit. Even if you get what you want, why not be empty......"

……

On the second day, the first dawn.

After everyone had gathered to eat, they began to take care of the wounded, only to find that three of them were dead.

And these three people died strangely. Two of the three were wounded, and the other was cared for, and all of them were bled up.

The injured person has no power to resist, and the person who takes care of him is Hong Jiu of the Hong family of the Righteous Dao League, who is the person with the highest martial arts among the more than 20 people, except for Xia Ye and Zhong Nuo, but there is no trace of resistance on his body, but he still dies peacefully.

"The pool of blood has been destroyed, how can this strange city still drink blood? The person who cares for can move around freely, how can it also be sucked out? "Summer Night was puzzled.

After burning the three of them, everyone decided to start sleeping together tonight, and they were divided into groups to take turns on duty.

Night, sub hour is right.

The night rain is gentle, and the stars and moon are nowhere to be seen.

When I got up on a summer night, I found that the man on duty was dead.

This time, it was Gu Chen, a disciple of Dao Pavilion, Fan Peng, a disciple of Trinity Sect, and Qiu Zhong of Guiyuan Lou. Three better players again.

The doors and windows of the scene were closed, and no one entered or exited. The three of them were also bloody, but Gu Chen was different, his sword had been drawn.

The crowd was in a state of panic. This seems to be something that only ghosts can do.

"Ghosts?" Summer night looked around at everyone, and my mind was churning.

At this time, a man pointed to the summer night in horror and said, "You...... Your arm ......"

Summer Night looked at her arm and found that she had a sword wound on her arm.

Seeing this, everyone retreated and drew their swords against each other.

Summer Night looked at the wound and thought. Did you really do it yourself? Did you do it yourself while you were asleep? I can't do it myself, how can I kill them?

"It seems that the murderer is you, Xia Shaoxia." "What exactly are you trying to do?" "Is it really you? Xia Shaoxia? "Summer night! The evidence is right in front of you, how do you argue with it? "The crowd was gossiping and their reactions were mixed.

Xia Ye's thoughts were interrupted, and seeing everyone's reaction, Xia Ye said helplessly: "I ......"

Suddenly, the summer night realized something.

"Yes. I did it. Xia Ye smirked, and then pounced on a Wudang disciple.

The man stepped back in surprise and closed his eyes, stabbing his sword forward indiscriminately.

Everyone was shocked.

The summer night was also a surprise.

His hands actually came out on their own, and his internal strength came out of his palm, shattering the thin sword with one palm, and slashing at the man's heavenly spirit with the other.

Summer Night hurriedly stepped on the ground and stopped his palms.

Summer Night eased up, looked at her hands, and then laughed and pushed the door open.

The crowd chased them out the door.

Summer Night looked back and glared, "Those who come will die." Then he went away in the rain.

The night rain is getting heavier, dripping like beans, splashing water.

The night clouds are getting thicker, and the layers are like ink, lighting up the thunder light.

Summer night came to the city wall of the royal city, looking at the thunder raging in the sea of sand, "I didn't expect you to be alive." This blood pool fruit has a miraculous effect. ”

Wisps of blood floated out from the forearm and palm wound of the summer night, and a bloody person beside him condensed into a bloody person to enjoy the sand sea and thunder scenery with him.

The appearance of this bloody man seems to be unstoppable.

Mo stopped: "I didn't expect it. An Fuhai hid too much from me. If I had a few more moments, I might be able to do it. But I didn't expect that Zhong Nuo would be so messy, so that I fell short and became a ghost. ”

Xia Ye asked: "It turns out that An Luo's real name is An Fuhai." What if it succeeds? ”

Mo stopped replying: "Maybe you can become an immortal in one step."

Summer Night couldn't help but exclaim, "This river and lake is really wonderful." ”

Xia Ye asked again: "You have sucked the blood of the sword room while I am asleep." I don't know how many percent of the reply is. ”

Mo stopped disdainfully and said, "Enough to kill you."

Summer Night laughed and said, "Haha." Also. If the skill is enough, how can you use this assassination technique again? The more I tried to protect them, the more I hurt them, and it was a wonderful move. ”

Mo stopped asking, "How did you find out?"

Summer Night Return: "I can't do my work and I start to doubt. If it weren't for the fact that the Taoist Pavilion Sect was known for his self-cultivation and meditation, and had a little patience with the memory of the past, so that he would not immediately lose his mind, and he left me with this sword wound before he died, I don't know when I would doubt myself. Sure enough, after forcing out the internal strength, I noticed that there was a little bit of your internal force in the body. ”

Mo stopped: "Ordinary people don't doubt themselves, and they don't think that there is still someone in their bodies. You're out of the ordinary. The game ended earlier than I expected. But it also shows you the face of the person you protect. Can you feel cold? ”

Feeling the wind and rain on his back on a summer night, "My heart is neither good nor evil, and I don't expect from them, how can I be disappointed?" It's all about fun. It's just that if you die like this, you won't have enough fun. ”

Mo stopped looking at the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, "You brought me to this high place." Do you want to die with me through thunder? ”

Xia Ye said: "The young master guessed wrong. I just want to find a place to be alone and negotiate peace with the young master. ”

Mo couldn't stop puzzled, "Peace talks? ”

Xia Ye said: "In the past two years, I have temporarily lived in the September Building to avoid the enemy, and I have been blessed by the old landlord. However, the Seven Stars Death Gate should be enough to repay this favor. I'm afraid of muttering and hating me, so I don't want the young master to fight with me. ”

Mo stopped laughing loudly, "You still think highly of yourself as always." Are you so confident? ”

Xia Ye shrugged and said, "If you have a way, you may be able to try."

Mo stopped laughing, "That ancient sword has been destroyed, Zhong Nuo is seriously injured, no one can help you, and your body is controlled by me." I'm curious what you can do? ”

Xia Ye looked at Mo Zhi and smiled lightly: "At this moment, you are connected to me. What would happen to you if I lost my skills? ”

Mo was taken aback, "Do you want it?" ”

The summer night luck finger is like flying, connecting the seven big points, and the blood flows from the corners of the mouth and blends with the rain.

Mo stopped looking at his hands, "This is not the Scattered Gong Acupoint. ”

Xia Ye smiled: "This is indeed not an acupuncture point for scattered gong. Although you and I are connected, our skills are also lost. But since this blood pool skill can be ascensed, it is an immortal art, how can it only cultivate internal strength? You're cultivating mana now, right? This is called the path of rebirth. It's suicide. ”

Mo stopped hurriedly pulling out to disconnect from the summer night, "It's really ruthless enough." "Although he has only soul and blood left, he is new to this realm, and he is not yet familiar with it, and it is difficult to guarantee that the suicide of Summer Night will not affect him.

What Xia Ye didn't say was that this path of rebirth was indeed a method of suicide, but if the soul came back within a moment, it would be resurrected, but it would not be able to perform for a month.

Summer Night fell to his knees, lifeless. A blue glimmer slowly rose from his body, his soul.

Floating in the air on a summer night, he looked at himself and sighed, "It turns out that the soul feels like this, it's amazing." This is Zhuangzi's unrestrained and unrestrained realm. Then he waved goodbye to Mo and flew into the city.

Mo stopped and followed, determined to see what the summer night had to say.

Since Xia Ye got the sword, he felt that the sword body decoration was incompatible with Loulan, but it was also engraved with the inscriptions of the six neighboring countries of Loulan. Although there are alien things in the Loulan Hall to guard the blood pool, which makes people doubt the truth of the year, but the destruction of Loulan by the Six Kingdoms was indeed a matter of time. Tens of thousands of soldiers fought in Loulan and buried their bones in other places.

Now that Mo has stopped cultivating the technique of the blood pool, then all he can hope in is the alien words on the divine sword. Fortunately, he knew all these inscriptions, and they all meant the same thing.

"The generals are ordered to punish the devil in the sky! All the soldiers were ordered to kill the demons! ”

The soul of the summer night passed through the streets and alleys, the palace walls and palaces, and kept repeating these two words in the language of the various tribes.

Since there is a method of ascension, there are gods, demons, spirits, and monsters, and there are also three souls and seven spirits. Recalling the original difficult words to the obscure little monk: "The soul has its own home. "Then maybe there are still the souls of the soldiers who died in the war here. But because his body was manipulated by Mo Yan, he could only escape from his body and awaken the undead with his spirit.

This is the strategy of the summer night. Recreate the Battle of Loulan that year.