Luotian Secret Realm, the mighty Jiuqu River flows westward, the bright and uncertain brilliance appears and disappears, Luoyang holds the Sauvignon Blanc, rampant in the river, and it takes a moment to break through a change.

Morey Zero lay flat on the grassland, looking at the changes in the stars, swallowing the bitter fruit of defeat alone, although the Jiuqu Yellow River Array did not have the Chaos Arcana of Ying and Sancai as the array, and the power of the eyes plummeted, but it should be effortless to kill a hole Xuan, but the fact is that this ancient demon slaying and immortal formation is indeed unable to help Luoyang in the slightest!

The sword cultivator in front of him, is he really a cave cultivator?

"Young master, the formation is finished, we should go, the way back is not easy, it's too late...... You may not be able to leave. ”

The snake demon whispered, squinting at the plain white light that rushed to the end of the river, gritting his teeth with hatred.

The demon clan never lost before Luoyang was born, and the demon clan never won after Luoyang was born.

This son is hateful, he should be punished, he should be killed!

Luoyang held the heavenly sword, looked around the empty forest plain, and carved a line of big characters in the place where Mo Lei Zero once stood, crooked and slanted, and the difference between hooks and hooks, if you don't look carefully, it's really hard to distinguish its meaning.

"Luoyang, I'm waiting for you when I don't talk about the sword, I just know the artistic conception, what the human race can do, the demon race can also do!"

Luoyang pursed his lips, put away the Heavenly Sword, and strode towards the Ghost Vine Forest, Butterfly Zimo ran away, and Morey Zero also ran away, but Donghuang Fang Shuo couldn't run.

The green wood is jagged, the lake surface is like a mirror, the mirage precipitates a rainbow-like light, the East Emperor Fang Shuo stands quietly by the lake, perfectly blends into the scene over there, and the emerald color of the mirror lake and the mirage is built into a beautiful painting, no matter which one is missing, it will become the failure of this beautiful scenery.

"You're here?"

Donghuang Fang Shuo turned around, smiling and squinting his eyes, staring at Luoyang's eyebrows, and hooking the corners of his lips proudly.

Luoyang nodded, unwilling to say much to the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo, and drew the sword into the air, the sword light arrived before the sword intent arrived, whether it was mirage, ancient wood or anything else was easily cut.

"Definitely!"

Donghuang Fang Shuo chuckled and spit out a word, and the fierce sword intent that was close to his body suddenly stagnated in midair, making it difficult to move forward.

"Luoyang, the Six Realms are like this, the same as the rules in the ghost vine forest, the weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, let go of your useless emotions this morning, the avenue is ruthless!"

Luo Yang narrowed his eyes, roared and suppressed the Heavenly Sword, the stagnant sword light slowly moved forward, and two or three subtle cracks were born in the intact void, although they were subtle but real.

Donghuang Fang Shuo narrowed his eyes, carefully looked at the sword in front of him, pursed his lips and chuckled, patted his palms lightly, and exclaimed: "Acting with a sword, almost to the sky, what a powerful sword!"

"Broken!"

Luoyang took a step forward, the subtle cracks under the sword light were suddenly shattered, and the flawless scene was shattered like a mirror, and the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo took Luoyang's sword without dodging, and his condensed body became transparent, and gradually turned into fine points of light that rose with the wind.

"Luoyang, wait for me, don't talk about the sword, you and I should have a battle!"

"I'll wait for you, and then it's your time of death!"

Luoyang let go of the Heavenly Sword and sat down cross-legged, the tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes was clearly visible, this trip to the secret realm was almost alive, there were many expected dangers, and there were many unexpected dangers, fortunately, he realized the sword intent, all of this was worth it!

"You are very complacent, this road is just beginning, with your level may not be long, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, will eventually fall. ”

The black-clothed Luoyang sent a basin of cold water dissatisfied, all this had been foreshadowed, but Luoyang still stepped into the trap and didn't know it, the idea of borrowing a knife to kill the demon was right, but unfortunately he didn't see clearly whether he borrowed the knife he wanted.

Luoyang laughed silently, lay back, and gently touched the Heavenly Sword, causing a buzzing sound.

"It's a really difficult road, it's long and dangerous, and there will be traps ahead, who wouldn't fall into it? ”

"You haven't changed......"

"Yes, that's good news, but what about you, have you changed from before?"

"If you don't change, I won't change, then and now. ”

Luoyang nodded, silently let go of his palm, and walked to the depths of the ghost vine forest alone, looking at the undulating mirage, carefully checking the surrounding situation, the ghost vine forest is very large, the Baizhang Plain is also very large, and the sleeping star desert is not small, but there are no decent ruins in the Luo Tian secret realm, let alone a holy place like the Feather Pool, the most is the elixir, all kinds of countless elixirs.

The traveling birds chirped softly, and the sound of chirping made Ling Qiwei so bored, the carved wooden door was tightly closed, not revealing a little strange smell, and the birds were more happy.

The crimson light gradually passed through the wooden door, the void shattered, and the young ancestor broke through the boundary, looked at the cool Ling Qiwei, smiled lightly, and said, "How is it, can the little rabbit cub still be saved?"

Ling Qiwei shrugged, unable to give an accurate answer, although she really wanted to give an accurate answer.

Life and death are fateful, the lifespan of ordinary creatures has a fixed number early, and supplementing lifespan is a matter of rebellion, and the elixir that can replenish lifespan must be difficult to refine.

The bright red glow gradually faded, Xue Qingrou hummed a small tune, pushed the door out of the house, ignored the old and young in front of her, and strode towards the outside of Shuling Palace.

The young patriarch shook his head, frowned, and was about to leave when Ling Qiwei stopped him, "Patriarch...... Can you think of other ways, junior brother, he ......?"

The young patriarch shook his head, looked up at Liuyun, smiled far-fetchedly, and said: "Everything is possible, we still have time, there is still a chance, the hustle and bustle has not fallen, everything has a chance." ”

Ling Qiwei nodded, lowered her head, the hustle and bustle has not fallen, everything has a chance, these are just polite words, since she didn't say what chance there is, that is, there is no chance......

"When will the little junior brother come back, don't we really need to help him? Just let him face the gods and demons of the four realms alone?"

The young patriarch shook his head and said: "This is our chance, you must know that life can always surpass the old self and break out of the cocoon into a butterfly in the face of death, Luoyang He also needs this process, as long as he can go further, go further, the victory or defeat is known!"

Ling Qiwei nodded, bowed, didn't know what she was thinking, turned around and walked into the house, waved open the window, and put away the broken Dan furnace and medicine residue.

These medicines must be very difficult to find, senior sister's alchemy skills are very strong, if she can find these medicines again, who knows if it will succeed?

The young patriarch chuckled and shook his head, walked alone, appeared in front of Li Qinyue out of thin air, looked at the apprentice who was facing the chessboard, and said curiously: "Didn't you see through it?