A long golden scroll.

A continuous and endless city.

Dressed in white.

A fairy sword......

Endless scarlet blood rose, and the battle to defend the city unfolded like this.

The white-clothed Su Mo waved the sword in his hand, and with the power of the law of the Dao, he slashed out one magnificent sword qi after another.

The white clothes and white hair flew, bringing up the sword qi like a flower, rushing into the tide of demon beasts, and pieces of demon beasts fell down and became corpses.

Before countless demon beasts could reach Su Mo's face, they turned into blood mist and fluttered in the wind.

The cool breeze blew up the city from outside the gate, gradually carrying a trace of blood.

The bloody breath blew up the peach mountain, wafting together with the fragrance of peach blossoms all over the mountain, like a song and crying.

The Shusheng sat alone in the array, and constantly injected his own cultivation into the array.

The book saint looked at the white clothes, and then turned his head to look at the endless demon beasts outside the gate, and sighed slightly in his heart.

There are countless monsters, and they are endless.

If there is no follow-up plan, when will this battle be fought......

Wu Qian stood on top of the city, standing alone under the golden light array and guarding the gap Su Mo, his eyes confused and complicated.

Turning his head, Wu Qian walked to the drums of war.

Picked up the drum hammer and beat the war drum violently.

Boom!

The sound of war drums came out of the gate and into Su Mo's ears.

Su Mo swept with his sword, and the power of the stars of the Xingchen Sword was integrated into the power of Su Mo's laws, and it came out from the tip of the sword, like a magic pen in Su Mo's hand, obliterating countless demon beasts.

Su Mo turned his head, looked at Wu Qian, who was standing on top of the gate and beating the war drums, smiled slightly, and turned his head to continue guarding the pass.

He didn't leave the pass and kill it, but guarded the pass tightly......

The monsters are inexhaustible, and the only way to do it is to guard the pass!

The sound of war drums at the head of the city was endless, accompanied by Su Mo's battle of one person guarding one pass, and it was transmitted into the city.

Qianying, the old man, the white-clothed, and the peach blossom seem to be only three people.

Peach blossoms, Guancheng, demon beasts, and peach blossoms seem to have only three colors.

The fragrance of flowers, blood, and drums are intertwined, and the colors are painted on the painting here.

A detached figure in a white dress, hiding his figure, sat on top of the city, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes gradually fell into confusion.

......

Wind and sand ode stack, Guan Jiangxiao dreams are remnant.

I didn't see the peach blossoms all over the mountain, it seemed to be regretful but there was no trouble.

Ten thousand swords came out at the end of the Ten Thousand Swords, appearing in the hands of tens of thousands of border monks.

The beast tide rushed towards the Ten Thousand Swords Pass, and after being blocked by the Guan Array, they surged towards the opened gap......

The two old men glanced at each other, and the two long swords flew and walked under the gap.

The gap is not big, and the endless demon beasts can't come at the same time, but they still come like crazy.

The roar of the beast brought a boundless chill.

Tens of thousands of Taoshan disciples took the lead in the battle, just like the sad song of Guancheng, like the heavens.

"Kill!"

The roar of unison shook the sky, and the mountains trembled.

This blood-and-flesh battle seems to have planted a habit in the hearts of these people......

There is no one who cannot die, it is just the value of death.

Watching the Taoshan disciples being ordered to fight, all the cultivators of Wanjian Pass were integrated into it.

The color of blood gradually rose, and a chill enveloped it.

......

The rouge was closed, and the rouge dress sat alone at the head of the city.

The cool breeze blew and blew the rouge dress and flew with it......

The demon beasts outside the formation rushed into the gap in the formation and came towards the top of the city.

Rouge seemed to ignore it, and just sat there quietly.

Her eyes seemed to reveal all kinds of complex and lingering grievances and sorrows.

She looked at the demon beasts, but she didn't know what to do.

A sigh sounded, and she finally shook her head slowly, raised her hand and patted the long skirt on her body, raising up the dust that had accumulated for a long time. ŴŴŴ.BIQUGE.biz

The monster rushed to the corner and pounced on her.

Rouge slowly closed his eyes, and a fragrance emanated from his body......

The smell of rouge wafted in the wind, wafting past the demon beasts that rushed to the city.

In an instant, those demon beasts that smelled the fragrance all trembled, and then their eyes turned gray and fell down the city.

The enchanting fragrance of the Tao carried the demon beast and fell down the city.

Suddenly, the bright red hem of her rouge dress seemed to spread out, turning into thin red threads.

As if they had their own spiritual sense, the countless thin lines grew longer and longer, and they poked towards the bottom of the gate.

Countless thin threads continued to shuttle through the group of demon beasts, bringing out patches of blood mist.

All the demon beasts that entered the pass were strangled in pieces in the thin red threads.

The neighing sound of countless demon beasts before death spread throughout the entire heaven and earth.

The blood mist rose, but it blended into countless thin lines, turning into a rouge red, dyeing the color of the rouge dress even more bewitching.

Rouge was still sitting on top of Guancheng, and the sadness on his face seemed to be even stronger.

But obviously, no one in this rouge pass died......

What is she sad about?

Is it a memory?

Or is it a secret that no one knows?

She couldn't tell, and she couldn't remember it.

She slowly took out a hairbrush and slowly began to comb her long hair.

Every time the comb brushes through the long hair, the color of the long hair becomes more and more supple.

The silver-white color in the roots of the hair slowly turned red, and it seemed to occupy the tips of the blue and inky hair.

I don't know how long it took, and under the closed city, it seems that a thick layer of demon beast corpses has already piled up.

And Rouge didn't seem to look at those demon beasts, just let the thin lines scattered on her skirt slaughter the demon beasts, and she was also guarding the rouge pass that she had been guarding for countless years.

It seems that I have long been used to it, and I am numb.

For countless years, no one knows when she appeared at the Rouge Gate, or that she has been sitting on the Guancheng like this.

I only know that there is a rouge scent on her body.

The rouge scent is mysterious and distant, and it seems to have unspeakable grievances and regrets,

The demon beasts continued to pour into the formation from above the pass, but once they entered the formation, they would all be strangled by the thin thread.

Gradually, the rouge dress on her body became more and more charming.

It was as if you could still see the flowing blood light on the long dress......

And the strange thing is that the people in this rouge pass did not smell any blood, only the faint smell of rouge.

The incessant roar of the demon beast had never reached the pass, as if everything was so calm and natural.

It's just that for some reason, the fragrance seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

The rich aroma of rouge wafted in the castle, covering the world......

The sky gradually darkened, as if condensed with a purple glow......

Looking at the rouge dress above Guancheng, it seems that someone finally understands.

That rouge, it's clearly ....... Blood!

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