The introduction of the first edition said that after the book is written, it can't beat the seven peerless at night. It's very difficult to awaken, and besides, the current realm is all empty, and he has to die again, so I will leave the overview of how strong the various realms are in the text, and the same is true for the spells.

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The wind and sand blew through the young face of the night, he slowly raised his indifferent face, the cold eyes were ruthless and solemn, he silently watched all this around him, there was a little flame burning between the qi and blood.

He awoke, and the first time he opened his eyes he stood against the distant mountains, his hair resting in silence, his robes a little disheveled, his fingers knuckled, cold and pale, and a hideous grimace on his back, terrifying and mysterious. Listening to the night in a daze, the pale white soft armor flashed a gentle light on his chest, but at this time, the light only contrasted with the more bloodthirsty and brutal Tingye.

He was in the same place, his long hair was windless, the desert was still lacking in life, and his chest was still lacking a heart. Hearing that the night moved, he raised his palm and pressed it in front of him, and the steady fluctuations escaped, rippling in a circle of ripples.

Skyclave.

Listening to the night with his eyes down, his palms were a little burning, and he didn't know how to describe his mood. When he learned about his realm, he frowned, disgusted, and then felt a little incredible. Although it is not unusual for Tianjiao to reach such a realm at this age, it has only been a few days for the realm to advance by leaps and bounds, which makes him a little at a loss.

Shaking his head, he no longer thought about this, he chose to meditate. As long as the talisman given to him by Immortal Yu is fine, it means that his cultivation is fine, and if he is a mediocre person, he will not be far from going mad.

Exhaled a breath of turbid air and listened to the ethereal mood of the night, and pressed everything down. Tsukasa Night Fourteen Ascended to the Immortal, ranking first on the Tianjiao list, and he is just in the Sky Realm, so it doesn't seem to be a big deal. If he looks down on himself like this, then he doesn't have to be this sword squire, so as not to be embarrassed.

Listening to the night's hatred, his expression was indifferent, he stretched out his index finger and rubbed the pulse of his wrist, blood dripped down his skin into the yellow sand, but his eyes were still cold, as if he was doing something insignificant. The pain spread all over his body under the deliberate guidance of Tingye, and after a few breaths, the wound began to heal, and he began to regain his calm, but his pupils were unconsciously stained with a residual red.

He understands what he wants to do and who he is after that.

He is no longer the sweeper of Qingluan Palace, he is the swordsman of Tsukasa Night.

He is no longer a child living in the horns, he is a fearless swordsman.

He's no longer an illusory exorcist, he's just a swordsman!

Tingye admonished in his heart, and then gathered his mind to adjust his mentality, the fingers of his right hand clenched, and slowly pulled out the spear and hung it down at his side, the cold touch was close to the skin, the spear became more and more strange, and the dull body was also a little heavier, even if Tingye, who had increased a lot of strength because of the breakthrough realm, was a little difficult at this time.

The footprints spread, and the night was familiar with the weight of the spear and the bloodthirsty breath. Listening to the night doesn't know why it has such a persistent grudge and killing intention, the closer it is to the fourth corpse, the more ferocious the killing machine of the spear becomes, and even the emotions of listening to the night are also infected.

Listening to the gap between the night and the wind, the divine consciousness released the living creatures around him and had nothing to hide. He walked steadily step by step, and he couldn't see the rules while walking, but it was extremely subtle, and there were miles of yellow sand in a simple step.

Zang Niu followed behind listening to the night. Tingye didn't learn advanced techniques in Qingluan Palace, and this step was not very subtle, but it turned the entire desert into a sphere, and he rolled it every step of the step, so as to achieve the purpose of moving forward, but some places were too delicate and it hadn't understood yet.

Zang Niu frowned and followed slowly, but deliberately fell a few steps behind.

After awakening, Tingye's mood was extremely unstable, and it couldn't be sure, but as the thrones guessed at the beginning, it was very likely that Tingye was a big demon before. It doesn't know whether to report the news or not, and this factor is likely to make some of the Palm Wheels determined, although it has feelings for Listening to the Night, but as a powerful one, it knows what decisions are wise, and it is its responsibility and obligation.

Zang Niu's figure was illusory, but the figure of Tingye was hidden in the desert, the thick feeling coming from the soles of his feet made his hard heart leak out of the gap, he looked at the way back ahead, and a pair of purple-red eyes seemed to see the remnants of the soul consciousness.

Listening to the night pass by them, the cold breath made them prostrate and kneel, they were worshipping, in awe.

The young man in the black suit was like the king of the underworld, the spear in his hand turned into a greedy hound, the blue flame burned here, its temperature was very low, but it could disillusion all disembodied things.

Tingye doesn't know who he is, all this is what he sees with his eyes, but it is not controlled by him, he seems to have entered a fantasy world, he can only watch his own actions, but he seems to be a teenager who has been invaded and driven away.

Nameless panic spread in the heart of Tingye, and then there was no trace of it.

After a long time, everything became the appearance of yellow sand, and he returned to the wide sandbar at night, his feet were on the yellow sand, but he vaguely felt that his own eyes just now glanced at him.

Listening to the night, he was stunned, and he was confused in place.

He doesn't move, the heavens and the earth are moving, the sun, the moon and the stars are moving, he can't distinguish between the east and the west, and he is destined to fall in the boundless heaven and earth. Here, he is not familiar.

When listening to the confusion of the night, Xian Yu, who was not far away, sighed leisurely, "It's done." Lost. ”

"Specifically. ”

"There is a lot of murder and hatred in him. Originally, I thought that what he awakened after his sleep was love, but I didn't expect him to awaken that monstrous hatred. The old man in the sky had a low voice, and he heard the tone that seemed to be telling a long scroll Su Qingyu nodded, and then fell silent.

Immortal Yu closed his eyes, Su Qingyu got up and lifted the curtain, looking at the yellow sand desert, her eyes stayed on Tingye's body, he looked like a statue standing in the desert for thousands of years, but the eyes were very deep, so that the soul of a person with a weak mind could easily fall into it, and then go through reincarnation one by one until the body rotted, and finally the soul was scattered.

This is the eyes of Daojun.

Su Qingyu retracted his eyes. Daojun, this name will be touched when you ascend to the critical immortal, this kind of existence is powerful and difficult to find in the history books and reading the classics, everyone is silent when asked, and Xian Yu is eyes are complicated, as if there is some hidden pain.

She had known for a long time that the Star Continent was so small that she was powerless to resist extraterrestrial guests like Tingye.

He had come here with a badly injured injury, presumably affected, and the feeling of powerlessness in his eyes when he woke up puzzled her. Could it be that even such giants are just insignificant ants?

Outside, what the hell is the place.

There was no more speech in the carriage for a while, and Xian Yu waved his hand, and the carriage began to leave the vast sandbar.

Cultivation is like the process of climbing the infinite path, every position has every position and every position is dangerous, and choosing to seize the creation and forge eternity is a road of no return with no end in sight.

The desolate music echoed in the ears of Tingye, and he stretched out his hand, and the spear stabbed lightly in front of him!

Tingye's movements were very light, and as his movements stopped, the whole world began to deflat, and then clung to his body like a membrane, and then passed through his robes, soft armor, and flesh and bones, protecting the depths of his body.

After the bland shot, Listening to Night's consciousness began to return, and he continued on his way through the desert, remembering what he was going to do. The seventh batch of corpses, as well as, the sword attendant assessment!

He's failed seven times, and he can't afford to lose.

Tingye's expression was solemn, gritting his teeth, the distance of each step began to be far, the hazy broken shadow was ethereal in front of his eyes, his speed increased, but his body had not yet adapted, with the fall of these few steps, his spiritual power shield began to break, and when coordinating the spiritual power, Tingye's brain couldn't keep up with the body's reaction!

He hated this feeling very much! Hearing the night frowning and getting angry, the blood all over his body began to stir, he tried to keep up, the nascent divine sense began to slender, and the transparent appearance made a trace of blood remain at the corner of his mouth!

The long-lost pain made Tingye subconsciously scream, and the crimson world in front of him reminded him of something!

That's what's, what's it!

Looking at the banner fluttering in the illusion and listening to the madness of the night, the power of the rage gathered on the blood spear in his hand desperately! He didn't know where the source of the irritability and madness was, but in this state he felt very happy! It was pure blood!

Listening to the night smiled indifferently, he didn't want to look up to the sky and smile, nor did he want to be leisurely in the shadows, he smiled very flatly, but the shock brought by that smile was not weaker than the situation above!

Listening to the night, his heart throbbed and he was wild, but when he laughed, there was a sadness in his eyebrows that could never be erased! There were tears in his eyes, and sand in his mouth! He could still fight! He still wanted to go back to that place!

Listening to the night holding the spear tightly, the spear was swung as fast as the wind, and there was even a demon dragon crisscrossing the sky and the earth between the flickering of the spear!

The demon dragon roared unconsciously, the dark black aura escaping between heaven and earth, it was about to break the container, this was not its hometown!

The sharp minions tore through the clouds and broke the wind and frost, and it was going to tear the sky!

The thunder arc winds here, the poignant arc twists here, the thick thunder slashes against its body, and the roar that shocks the ages seems to declare that it comes from that hell!

The gravel of the wide sandbar is shaking, and they shatter!

Listening to the night power suit wrapped, the body shuttles between the bans, the spears dance wildly, and the layers of rush forward!

He was unbridled in his marksmanship beneath the sand, and the exhilaration, which made him tremble. How long has it been, how long has it been since I felt like this!

Listening to the night into the devil unscrupulously venting their emotions, the spear turned into a white dragon and separated from the black dragon, they swore to compete in this heaven and earth!

The black dragon's mutilated and illusory body squirmed above the sky, and even though it was injured, it maintained the majesty and pride of the king!

Its body covered the sky and the sun, the heavenly thunder struck in a rage, and the terrifying force tore its body apart! The voice of rage echoed in the desolation of the four seas with sorrow and pride, and then completely annihilated!

Feeling the disappearance of the black dragon's breath, the white dragon roared with tears, its body struggled in the gravel, strangling the incomplete spirit array underground! It forgot the threat of thunder that day, and fell into a frenzy, its huge body was imprisoned in the struggle, and then it was torn to pieces by a heavenly thunder!

The two dragons disappeared without stopping the footsteps of Tingye, he lingered on the edge of the rupture, sinking along the passage opened by the white dragon!

The strong wind he wielded with the blood spear rolled up all the yellow sand, and each shot was an extremely pure spiritual power fluctuation, without the slightest leakage, and the last eight-sided formation was wiped out by him one by one!

Hearing the night gasping for breath and being immobilized, the corpse trade raised its head and showed a hideous smile!

Title ...... Ancestor !!!