Ten miles of ancient streets, the traffic is busy, in the shouting sound, children hold paper windmills through the street, pass by the small building bathed in the east wind, stop strangely, look at the little life of the willows, look at the girl who caresses the qin.

The years are so quiet, but the people who come and go in the red dust are wearing long clothes, although it is the early summer, but it is difficult to withstand the heat in the past, the weather is cold, and a careless will think of the cold spring, mistakenly thinking that it is back to early spring.

Fireworks are also the same as in the old days, but there is always a sense that something is passing, not just time, but something very important but not visible or touchable......

It does feel dreamy, but it's not bad, and there's something going on.

A few black shadows flashed across the street, as fast as a swallow, a few ups and downs on the eaves and then disappeared into the prince's house, tacit understanding dispersed, east, west, north and south, one after another, a black flag was sacrificed, emitting invisible smoke, a few dog barks, the chicken and dog in the house are not left, there are no bones, everything seems to disappear out of thin air.

Four black shadows gathered in the courtyard, and the thinnest one looked at the sun and said: "There are still seven goals, there is not much time left, let's go separately, remember, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you can't leave the slightest evidence, let alone leave a living mouth!"

"Command!"

"Scatter!"

At the sound of an order, the four black shadows disappeared into the courtyard before and after, and at about noon, they regathered in the courtyard, exchanged a few gestures, and followed the leader to the palace.

People form a family, a family forms a country, small and large, each is the pillar of Daxia, if the pillar falls clean, it is the time when the temple is toppled.

Xia Qixing, the only pillar of this mourning country, if she dies, this Great Xia will sink in the true fire of the sun and become a demon country in the world, reproducing the scarlet moonlight of the Korean land back then.

The murderous aura was approaching, the temple of Yangcheng was still surrounded by empty incense, Xia Qixing was dressed in a rolling dragon robe, sitting on the lonely throne, throwing the reply letter of the Four Seas Alliance in the corner of the table, and clenching his fist hidden in the sleeve of the robe.

Not only do the foreign races want to die in Great Xia, but the human race also wants to die in Great Xia, no one has done anything wrong, and getting in the way is the biggest mistake!

Your Highness, the mourning old attendant slowly moved his steps, his old eyes were dizzy, holding a mahogany square plate, and distributed the monarch's handwritten letter to the last nine martial marquis of Great Xia.

Xia Qixing put the jade seal of the country into the Sumeru ring, and bowed to the Wuhou headed by him, "Uncle Liu, the future of Great Xia, the future of the world, please!"

Wuhou knelt down, raised his hands above his head, took the ring that was so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary, opened his mouth to speak, with crystal in his eyes, from childhood to adulthood, from youth to twilight, he has paid everything for this country for thirty years in a flash, and this uprooting may be the only regret.

The leaves fell, the cold summer wind swept through the empty road, four black shadows crossed the courtyard wall, and the veteran who was over the age of sixtieth held his spear, shook his edge, and roared to launch the final charge.

"Kill!"

The cold light flashed, and a person's charge came to an abrupt halt, and the veteran fell to the ground, raised his head tremblingly, and looked at the temple, unable to look at it for a long time......

The hero was short of breath, the trees fell Xiao Xiao, and the four black shadows did not stop because of this, but Xia Qixing burst into tears, don't look over, don't look at Wuhou's appearance, and drop his palms heavily.

The light swirled, and the last nine martial marquis of Great Xia knelt down in unison, silently disappearing into the bursts of light, a few tears falling on the red carpet, and a few green shirts were wet.

"Fauber, don't you regret staying?"

"Your Majesty, no one wants to leave, and no one regrets staying. ”

The old chamberlain bowed, once upon a time, this place was full of courtiers, and there was an endless discussion of the family and the country.

Now, the dead branches are left, the flowers are withered, the leaves are gone, and the seeds are buried in the distance.

The monarchs and ministers had their own thoughts, and the thin black shadow in the silence fell into the hall, glanced at the empty corner of the table, and said coldly: "The Great Xia Qi is exhausted, Emperor Xia, please let Zen!"

Xia Qixing didn't look up, still thinking about his own affairs, and his thoughts gradually left Great Xia and returned to the long-lost mountain, where the time may be the happiest time in a short life......

Daxia is gone, how will it be written in the history books?

said that she was mediocre and had three thousand faces, or did she say that she was in the wine pool and meat forest, and she worked hard and lost money......

Does it matter?

The emperor can't escape the sharp strokes of the pen, let them write, whether they are a woman or a king, they all have a clear conscience.

Is this considered not to seek the next life, standing in the present, I don't know if I can enter the unique immortal gate.

"The Great Xia Qi is exhausted, Emperor Xia, please let Zen!"

The thin black shadow spoke again, Xia Qixing came back to his senses, glanced at him, although the enemy was strong and I was weak, I still had to laugh out loud.

"Zen concession, to whom Zen concession, who can let me Zen concession?"

"Demon Emperor, Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo!"

"Hehe, a soup chicken that was chased and cut by Luoyang is also worthy of becoming the emperor of my people in Daxia?"

"Presumptuous, immediately hand over the control of the jade seal of the country and the human emperor seal, don't force me to search for the soul, at that time, you will feel that it is really a very good thing to die quietly!"

The black shadow whispered, and slowly stepped forward, his palm dancing with flames, the last darkness that devoured the remnant sun, and the extremely vicious blade that killed the monarch.

The chamberlain was under pressure that he had never felt before, and was about to move his steps to block in front of the monarch, when Xia Qixing spoke, his voice firm and normal, "Fu Bo, the old general can't sleep there." ”

The inner attendant frowned, and then walked towards the outside of the hall, several divine senses fell, and after confirming what was on the inner attendant's body, he was ruthless and made an example of the chicken.

The hall fell into dead silence again, Xia Qixing sighed lightly and slowly got up, summoned a long sword, took a deep breath, and raised the sword to attack the black shadow, Liu Yan left the world sword scripture, but she saw half of it.

The black shadow pulled out the long knife, set up the long sword, and retreated a few steps, without waiting for Xia Qixing to move again, he raised the knife and slashed at her neck.

There is not much time, and there is no time to play with her, but if he detains his spirit, no matter what he wants to know, it will be easy.

The long knife approached little by little, but the corners of Xia Qixing's mouth suddenly hooked, and there was a sonorous sword chant in a pitch-black world, and there was a bright sword light.

Chaowen said, death can be carried out.

The glow flashed, the life-threatening long knife missed, Xia Qixing disappeared into the palace out of thin air, the black shadow raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Chase, live to see people, dead to see corpses!"

Four black shadows jumped out of the temple, and the city seemed to be colder, and the wind was more bleak, and as the sun set, everything came to an end.

When the moon is in the sky, the stars are faintly shining, the lonely cold glow does not shine into the Lingxu Immortal Mansion, the verdant forest sea turns into a withered yellow color, and the overwhelming demon seeds are swept up, wrapped into a huge cocoon the size of a hill, blocking a large area of the mountains and forests.

The sonorous sword chant became more and more piercing, and the first sword light broke through the giant cocoon, and then countless sword lights passed through the giant cocoon, like a storm that swept the sky, annihilating all the demon seeds.

Luoyang knelt down on one knee with the Heavenly Sword, his face was a little pale, he took a deep breath, and continued to walk towards the mountain, and the wave of the silent demon seed also fell again......

"Luoyang...... is worthy of being the junior of the old man, it's really difficult!"

Under the barren mountain, the ethereal spirit hung on Geng Ci's body, peeking through the mirror at the young man walking towards the deep mountain, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he watched the young man go in the opposite direction.

The law duel was running again for eighty-one days, and thousands of demon seeds hidden in the cultivator's body came with majestic spiritual power, and the distance between the divine soul and the body was reduced by an inch.

Rumble!

The furious sword light suddenly slashed through the belly of the mountain, and the sand and stone sprinkled could not stop the young man who was fighting with the sword.

Lingxu's complexion changed, he pointed his hand, the ground shook, the ice crystal coffin on the altar slowly opened, and the cultivator with a childish face flew up, sitting in the air, and drew a talisman with both hands, but in a moment, the three thousand talismans fluttered like rain, and the nine-colored streamer was extremely dazzling.

"Listen to Thunder!"

Luoyang had never seen such a Taoist technique, and he didn't dare to slack off, he raised his sword and slashed down, the sword light was as fast as lightning, and the thunder was rolling, gradually annihilating in the sky rune light.

"Xuan Ci, the power of the demon seed is temporarily lent to you, block him with a stick of incense, and the wheel seed demon rebellion sutra will be taught to you. ”

Lingxu glanced at Luoyang, and flew into the bottomless abyss with Geng Ci, Luoyang raised his eyebrows, and the sword light pressed by the rune light fluttered up, Xuanci put his palms together, his handprints changed by ten, and the turquoise streamer rose all over his body, his eyes burned with wild hope, and he blasted Luoyang out of the mountainside with a light palm.

"Boy, your body is very good, even better than that kid, can you give it to me?"

In an instant, Xuan Ci appeared in front of Luoyang again, and as soon as he thought of it, the golden glow rose into the air, easily destroying the desolate mountains, and before it could spread, the plain white sword light went straight into the sky, cutting the bright light clean.

"Ling Xiao Open Heaven Sword, who are you Qingxu?"

Xuan Ci floated away, looked at Luoyang carefully, and saw that these words failed to cause the young man to lose his mind, so he printed a palm again, forcing Luoyang to fly, outlining his fingers, and falling heavy runes.

"Fireworks!"

The Heavenly Sword slowly raised, everything slowed down in the golden light and shadow, washing the sky, annihilating the rune light, Xuan Ci flew out dozens of steps, and the sword marks were lined up all over his body, and the streamers on his body were much darker.

"Son, give me death!"

"Drunken Flower Yin!"

The sword light is like an arc, cold like the moon, one gold and one silver two glows dissipate before and after, paused slightly, the gold and white streamers rose into the air again, hitting from the ground to the sky, from the sky to the ground, the sword is over the fist, you come and go, Xuan Ci's momentum is suppressed, and the sword wounds on his body are more and more, getting heavier and heavier, and it is impossible to support a stick of incense.

Lingxu Venerable retracted his gaze, glanced at Geng Ci's body, and sighed softly, he really couldn't help the sword mark like Haori in a short time, the strength of those cultivators was limited, but in this moment of fighting, hundreds of people had already died, the situation was stronger than people, and he couldn't wait any longer, he had to kill Luoyang first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live in peace.

"Boy, fall asleep obediently, and come back when I kill your uncle!"

Having made up his mind, the Spirit Void Venerable smiled at Geng Ci, sighed softly, pinched a seal, and his body merged into the network built by the demon seed, and poured into Xuan Ci's body with the vigorous power, almost without much effort, and easily took it away.

The golden light of the worship swept away, Luoyang drew his sword and retreated, and the Spirit Void Venerable took advantage of the situation to urge the Wheel Seed Demon Rebellion Sutra, sensing the surging power and slowly clenching his fists, and called to the young man holding the sword in the air: "You may have fought with the Absolute Peak, but do you understand what the real Absolute Peak is?"