The silence of the dark forest, revealing the smell of conspiracy, the leaves rustling in the wind, as if time had stood still at this moment.

A thunderclap came from the sky, which was a clear sky, but for a time the clouds covered the sun, and the sound of rain gradually rose, and the raindrops hit the treetops, leaves, grass, and clothes.

It was raining, and the dark forest, which had lost its sunlight, was pitch black, and the ears were filled with the sound of rain ticking, the rain soaked through the clothes, and the cold air penetrated into people's hearts.

Yuan Rufeng wiped the rain from his face, looked at the soldiers behind him, and raised his hand to prepare to order to rest outside the forest to prevent a sneak attack on the temple in the rain.

But his arm was grabbed by Lin Zhiping and failed to wave it down, Yuan Rufeng looked at him suspiciously and said, "Lin Soul Officer?"

Lin Zhiping shook his head, signaling him not to do this, and then glanced to the right, Yuan Rufeng followed along, and his eyes emitted red light, filling the entire dark forest.

The soldiers and bishops present also found that these eyes, gloomy and terrifying, filled every corner of the dark forest like ghosts, and a chilling feeling surged from everyone's hearts.

This fight, in the catastrophe, everyone has entered a state of combat readiness, with a scream, the war kicked off...

With the sound of fighting, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the veterans who had been on the battlefield and had seen such scenes were as careful as a needle, and their eyes were as wise as torches, and every time they swung their weapons, they could kill or seriously injure ghosts, but the number of ghosts was beyond the imagination of everyone present.

The soldiers fell one after another, but there were more and more terrifying ghosts, row after row, the crowd was already heavily surrounded, and the four major bishops and Lin Soul Officer gradually became red-eyed with years of cultivation.

"Gotta find a way to break through!!! Die for me, miscellaneous. Lin Zhiping roared as he waved the blade in his hand.

Lin Zhiping's roar was not answered, and the entire dark forest was flooded by the sound of rain, like an impermeable wall, and even the blood shed by the soldiers was washed away by the rain, and it was impossible to tell whether it was rain or blood.

With the flow of time, Lin Zhiping, who was as strong as Lin Zhiping, was also covered with injuries, and Lin Zhiping, who was out of breath, took the time to look at the situation of the Yuanling Sect, the battle was extremely tragic, more than 600 soldiers, nearly 400 people died, and the rest were defeated by the remnants, and everyone was injured.

Looking at the soldiers of the Shadow Moon Palace, there are more than 300 soldiers, and there are less than 100 left.

"Bastard, dog offal, give me all death!" A roar, a light and shadow, a substantial blade, swept head-on, swept through thousands of troops like mowing grass, evaporated hundreds of ghosts, but to no avail, and in an instant, more red eyes appeared.

And on the side of the Yuan Spirit Order, the four bishops are also covered in scars, every spell swing involves every wound, and the blood is flowing more and more, facing this endless ghost, it is only a matter of time before they fall from exhaustion.

"I... I can't... Yuan... Senior Brother Yuan... Fast... Fast... Go, live..."With the loss of blood, Bishop Lin collapsed from exhaustion, and his face, pale from excessive blood loss, looked particularly pitiful under the lapping of the rain.

"No, no, no, we're all leaving, and no one can die. Yuan Rufeng shouted, the Canglan sword qi filled the hundred meters, and the body ignited a raging fire, this sword skill that burned the flame of life, killed all the ghosts within a hundred meters in an instant, and brought a short respite to everyone.

Yuan Rufeng picked up Bishop Lin and rushed desperately to the outside of the forest, and everyone behind him followed him to block one after another dark ghosts; the raindrops gradually faded, the dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun gradually dispersed, and the sun shone on the running crowd, and a warmth struck.

The bruised crowd rushed out of the depths of the dark forest, and when they saw that the ghost behind them was no longer pursuing, they slowly stopped, and just when everyone thought they had escaped, an even more terrifying killing machine was approaching...

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Fengming City, the most majestic and glorious city in the human world, is different from other cities, Fengming City is inhabited by royal relatives, dignitaries, and wealthy merchants.

At this time, in Fengming City, the security was heavy and the city gate was closed. I heard that it was a national uncle who was assassinated, and the officials of the Shadow Moon Palace and the Yamen were investigating suspicious people in one house.

Located in the northernmost part of Fengming City, in a splendid courtyard, a woman is sitting upright on a stone chair, holding a three-talent cup in her hand and admiring the pear blossom tree in front of her.

The woman wears a phoenix crown, her face is beautiful, and her figure is set off by a gorgeous dress, and her slender hand slowly holds the lid and scrapes the cup, making the tea fragrant, and finally takes a sip of tea.

"Lingxian Pope is so Yaxing, can you please drink a cup of this mellow tea. ”

A man's voice came from the roof, with long black hair, holding a three-foot-two long sword, the red cloth clothes were particularly eye-catching, and a slender scar on the man's face extended from the left eye to the bridge of the nose, but the gentle gaze made the scar a little less hideous.

"The last time you dared to call me by my name, now that the bones have been trampled to ashes, you are not small. ”

Lingxian Pope, the founder of the Yuan Ling Order, the only woman in the human world who is close to immortality, the world only knows that she takes it as her mission to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and is a great hero who does not let her eyebrows go, but I don't know how she is getting closer to this immortality step by step.

Lingxian looked at the pear blossom tree, the pear blossoms bloomed on the pear blossom tree, and it was extremely beautiful and moving in this courtyard, Lingxian slowly walked towards the pear blossom tree, picked one of them, and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

The man on the roof flew down slowly, not disturbing a single grass or tree, light as a fallen leaf, the man saw that Lingxian seemed to like the pear blossom very much, and did not make a sound to disturb it.

"Wen Xueshu, aren't you here just to drink tea?" Lingxian said softly.

"Drinking tea is only secondary, the main thing is that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to come and see the Lingxian Pope. Wen Xueshu was slightly teasing in her words, and the sword in her hand slowly leaned forward.

Bang~

A crashing sound came, and I saw the spirit string turn around and wave it slightly, Wen Xueshu was knocked into the wall, fortunately the sword was inserted into the floor, otherwise Wen Xueshu would have flown out of the courtyard.

Wen Xueshu shook her arm, rubbed her shoulders, looked at Lingxian with a smile on her face, and said, "The Spirit Pope is still so irritable. ”

"Wen Xueshu, if it weren't for the old accounts, do you think you would still be alive?" Lingxian snorted coldly and shook his hand.

Wen Xueshu didn't seem to care about Lingxian's cold words, this situation seemed to have happened more than once or twice, if he really wanted to make a move, he would naturally not be defeated so easily.

Wen Xueshu slowly walked to the stone table, sat on the stone chair, poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely, completely ignoring Lingxian's fiery eyes.

After taking a sip of tea, Wen Xueshu suddenly said, "Does the Spirit Pope know about the Dark Forest?"

"What's the matter with the Dark Forest?"

"It seems that the Spirit Pope has not received the news yet, so does the Spirit Pope know that the Demon Realm has opened a portal to the Human Realm in the depths of the Dark Forest?"

"This kind of trivial matter, naturally someone will deal with it, and it's not your turn to worry about it. ”

"Then Wen said too much, oh yes, the Holy Church found the black stone tablet. Wen Xueshu stood up and wanted to leave, but after saying a few more words, she flew over the courtyard and disappeared into the corner of the street.

Not long after Wen Xueshu left, an urgent report was sent from outside the court.

[Yuan Rufeng and the others ambushed in the Sanctuary in the dark forest, and all of them died!]

Lingxian's face was very ugly and he looked at what was written in the anxious newspaper, and then his brows furrowed, thinking about what Wen Xueshu said in his mind, and a wave of anger ignited in his heart...

Coupled with the Demon Realm portal in the depths of the Dark Forest, there must be some kind of deal between the Sanctuary and the Demon Realm.

"Someone, bring me Yue Xinghong!" Lingxian said to the guard.

Yue Xinghong, this name is known to everyone in the human world, when he slashed the Holy Spirit Mountain with a sword, suppressed Xuanyuan Sea with a skill, and vowed to guard the right path and kill the evil demons in the world. But after the battle of Xuanyuan Sea, he disappeared from the world and has not been heard from for more than ten years.

And what is more famous than Yue Xinghong is his sword, which ranks third on the list of divine swords in the human world, and Xinghong Blade, one of the forging divine weapons in Sword Casting City.

The world thinks that this sword master has long ceased to be involved in the world, living his old age on a small island or in a certain mountain, or has been recruited by a certain sect to sit on the position of the sect elder, or has died.

After a stick of incense, more than a dozen people stood in the courtyard, and Lingxian stood in front of him to issue Taoist orders.

"Do you understand?"

After Lingxian finished the last part of the order, he waved his hand to let the more than ten people retreat, and one of them sat on a stone chair and looked at the cloudy sky, the sky was changing....