"It's really embarrassing, you see, the little face is burned black!"

Luoyang, the black-clothed Luoyang in the sea of knowledge, gloated, his eyes were no longer cold and hard, full of smiles, and the scattered pure bamboo behind him spread out, revealing a cold shadow, looking at the side of the face and temperament, very much like the mother in Luoyang's dream.

"He's only a grandmaster, this ban shouldn't have been opened so quickly. ”

"It's just a matter of fate, he met Qi Tianxiang, held the sword, and chose the sword, this is fate, some people are born as sword immortals!"

The black-clothed Luoyang tilted his head to look at the hazy shadow, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and after thinking about it, he praised: "Chen Yu, you are not bad, there are not many people who can fight with the sky throughout the ages, the emperor is counted as one, the master is counted as one, the young ancestor is counted as one, and you are also counted as one." ”

"Call mother, don't talk about filial piety, heaven and earth will be destroyed!"

"Humph!"

The black-clothed Luoyang snorted coldly and disappeared into the sea of knowledge, looking calm, but in fact, his heart was like numbness.

Chen Yu smiled and looked at Luoyang's appearance at this time, turned around and disappeared into the depths of the pure bamboo, the first pure bamboo floated high on the dome, and then did not fall.

Jian Xin's matter was not alleviated, and the world in Luoyang's eyes changed again, the colors faded, and the colorful and moving world sometimes changed to black and white ink painting style, and sometimes to a grotesque world lined up with dots and lines.

All things lose their outlines, fade away all the superficial beauty, the stacked mountains are a few heavy inks, the sparkling feathering pool is a blank space, and the intoxicating stars and moon are simple dots of ink.

The fire phoenix wanders, sometimes it is a big black and white bird, and sometimes it is distorted into a strange image connected by dots and lines.

Luoyang, who couldn't see clearly and couldn't figure it out, could only rely on his sense of hearing and fleeting steps to dodge, and the phoenix fire on his body became more and more vigorous, and the speed of damage gradually overwhelmed the healing speed of the Immortal Demon Yan.

The situation was critical, and the black-clothed Luoyang, who was sitting calmly, opened his eyes helplessly, and sighed: "It's so stupid, I can't use my own strength, Chen Yu, it's really ridiculous that you raised a tiger into a cat." ”

Chen Yu raised his hand and knocked the head of the black-clothed Luoyang, his eyes passed through the pure bamboo, and he played lightly with his bare hands, and the sound of the piano appeared in the sea for no reason, not a tune but containing deep affection.

"Don't resist, don't be afraid, what you see is the most real appearance of the world, to decorate and gorgeous, this world is still worth it. ”

The familiar tone of the piano dispelled all the uneasiness in Luoyang's heart, giving the boy endless strength, allowing him to contemplate the ink-like world next to the phoenix fire.

Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.

Complexity and colorfulness originate from simple and single, one point to countless points, one line to countless lines, one surface to countless faces......

Luoyang opened his eyes, tried to adapt, improvised and played, and after killing the two fire phoenixes, he was finally able to roughly control the changes in his sight, and gradually understood the grotesque world in his eyes.

The fire phoenix that rushed to the sky struck again, Luoyang's eyes narrowed slightly, the black and white fire phoenix turned into lines and ink, and the Sauvignon Blanc poked and cut the line, and the handsome and arrogant fire phoenix dissipated out of thin air at the moment ago, turning into a little flame, stubbornly releasing the last heat on the feather pool.

Feng Jiu frowned, held his trembling palm, endured the heart-rending headache, and controlled the fire phoenix to launch the final blow.

The black-clothed Luoyang nodded, waved his palm lightly, and closed his eyes with a smile.

The dusty sword heart was removed for no reason, Luoyang collected the sword and returned it to the sheath, collected the gods, and waited for the fire phoenix to approach and draw the sword to cut it.

The golden sword qi rolled up countless waves, and the surrounding fire phoenixes were all strangled, Feng Jiu opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, raised his hand to wipe the bright red flowing from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the young man standing sideways with the sword from afar.

"Heh, what a powerful young man, worthy of being a descendant of Qi Tianxiang, you are no worse than him!"

Feng Jiu did not hesitate to praise his voice, urging the formation to move the space, seemingly motionless, but in fact he had moved a few steps towards the deep forest.

Luoyang took a step forward, the feather pool splashed a large splash, and the sword light cut through the mist and took Feng Jiu's head directly, usually he might not be able to see the changes in space, but the sunken and distorted lines under these eyes were really dazzling.

Feng Jiu looked panicked, turned around and fled, turning into dozens of doppelganger phantoms, moving the four plates according to the description of the array book, wanting to use the spatial illusion to get rid of Luoyang's pursuit.

But no matter how he changed his body, Sauvignon Blanc always fell far behind Feng Jiu, and he was not affected by the illusion at all.

"Bastard!"

Feng Jiu roared, his divine sense was released, and Luoyang was blasted into the feather pool, and when he surfaced again, there was no trace of Feng Jiu around.

"Heh, it's fast enough. ”

Luoyang chattered dissatisfiedly, and tried for a long time, the world in his eyes regained color again, but the heaviness in his heart was not exhausted, so that the young man was a little tired out of thin air, and wanted to lie down comfortably in the feather pool and sleep.

After thinking about it, Luoyang still took off the ghost face of Yan Luo, changed into white clothes and swept into the deep forest, he was a little worried about Nanyi's safety.

If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, Nan Yi is stupid, Gong Yu is stupid, and it is really difficult for the two of them to put people at ease when they are together.

Cuiguan flew back, Luoyang swept all the way through the deep forest, saw the little Taoist priest who calmly set up the formation, and saw the little monk who was chased and killed by a group of crazy monks, but there was no trace of Nanyi, and he couldn't help but be even more frightened.

"Luoyang, this way!" A familiar call came from the mountains and forests, Luoyang fell into the forest with a smile, looking at Nan Yi who was holding two knives and carrying an ice sculpture on his back, and smiled softly.

"Grandmaster, is the injury healed?"

Nan Yi asked softly, and Gong Yu behind him floated out of the ice sculpture, taking a closer look at Luoyang, a little curiosity flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to have changed, his aura was sharper than before, the opposite of before.

"Luckily mixed into the feather pool, she is ......"

"Afraid of those crazy people, they froze themselves on my back. Nan Yi roared angrily, his eyes beating with real anger, and he suppressed the urge to kill Gong Yu with a knife.

It's obviously an ant that can kill a piece of it casually, what's there to be afraid of, it's obviously a change of law that wants to be lazy, and wants to carry her by yourself.

"Do you want to go to Bubbles, I'll lead the way. ”

Luoyang looked at Gong Yu, who was flushed, and diverted the topic at the right time, he was very wooden, Nan Yi was more wooden than him, fortunately, the demon clan was not as reserved as a human woman, otherwise how much affection should be wrongly paid.

"Let's go. ”

Nan Yi was eager to try, and just as he was about to leave, countless cultivators flocked to him, roaring loudly, saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, and his body was covered with sword wounds and sword marks, and he had long been cut off from life.

"Keep up!"

Nan Yi Luoyang said in unison, the two looked at each other and smiled, the sword came out of the sheath, and rushed back and forth into the wave composed of the undead.

The lava in the belly of the mountain gradually condensed, and the hot ash in the air condensed into a flying star under the control of the remnants of the formation, frantically impacting the yin and yang diagram that swirled endlessly outside Li Qinyue's body.

Li Qinyue, who was pale, closed her eyes and turned a deaf ear to the sounds of soul hooking around her, and turned a blind eye to the graceful dancing girl who reflected in the sea of knowledge.

The Dao heart is firm, and the qi is still alive, and the yin and yang diagram is spinning endlessly.

Li Qinyue was not in a hurry, and Ou Qi was not in a hurry, he set up a furnace out of thin air, swiped the forging hammer, and carved while forging.

The earth tribulation was exhausted, and without waiting for Li Qinyue to breathe, Ou Fei once again sacrificed hundreds of array plates, the array disks were distributed and hooked, the thunder array was formed, and the Dao Dao Purple Telegraph was an endless thunder sea.

"Li Qinyue, does this taste good? Do you remember how your master died? It's similar to your current situation, arrogant and bent on going your own way, not only harming yourself but also my master. ”

"Eight hundred years ago, the master insisted on going his own way and causing the Dongshan Trail to be lost, and Kunlun had to be humiliated and closed the mountain and went into decline;

"It's a pity that Luo's bones are gone, otherwise I'm really curious, can the Kunlun Immortal Sword nail his coffin board?"

"Kunlun won't be destroyed, you can't win!"

"Hehe, a dead duck has a hard mouth. ”