The moon is dark and the stars are sparse, and the clouds are torn into wisps, and it is difficult to give up each other, but they can only follow the wind.

The sound of Tuohu's oath echoed in the city under the clouds, and the aftermath was still unheard, and the undulating roar sounded, far exceeding the rolling thunder of a rainy summer night.

The ghost spirit laughed madly and blew himself up, Luoyang fell crookedly into the sky and flew up stubbornly, holding two swords, struggling step by step, only three miles away from the majestic and dangerous building, but this three miles away at this time seems to be like the end of the world.

There were more and more ghosts flying into the void from the city, Luoyang continued to move forward, and the three swords of Sauvignon Blanc were protected by his side, and the sword lotus was derived, and the hazy clear qi was dispelled by the violent brilliance generated by the self-explosion as soon as it rose.

The delicate petals are slowly sprinkled, the green lotus is withered, and the Tuoba attracts the red thunder light, which falls straight into the air.

Luoyang hurriedly lifted the Heavenly Sword, barely tried his best to block the thunder, and was slammed into the ground by Yu Wei.

Countless ghosts took advantage of the situation, frantically gathered to Luoyang's side, disintegrated and exploded, and a little bright sword light danced in the air, as if the leaves were lost in the wind, and they couldn't help themselves.

The broken and concave street is far and near, the world is turned upside down, the mouth is full of bloody taste, the broken streamer of Qinglian is gradually swallowed by the night, the roar is temporarily stopped, and the lines on the broken tiles are gradually clear, and gradually blurred.

There was a whistling sound of breaking the air and hysterical ghost laughter in his ears, and the dancing ghosts swooped down, triggering a series of explosions, generously dying, laughing easily, and his eyebrows were full of relief.

The family's hard days are over, and after that, there is no need to think about tomorrow's rights and wrongs.

The ashes were filled, obscuring a large area of moonlight, Luoyang struggled to get up, erected the heavenly sword, and struggled to support his heavy body, killing intent and demonic thoughts frantically devouring reason.

The black-clothed Luoyang stood in the sea of knowledge, and pointed to the sword, pointing at the plain white light under the pure bamboo, trembling and drawing out the two swords again.

With a sword groan, two scarlet sword lights flew up from under the pure bamboo, turning into two bright stars, shining in the sky.

"No one is guilty, all sentient beings are guilty......" The black-clothed Luoyang stood with his hands in his hands, paused slightly, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Kill!"

The sound fell, the black-clothed Luoyang turned into a fluttering streamer and merged into the sea of knowledge, the crimson brilliance instantly filled Luoyang's eyes, the hysterical killing intent drowned out only the little reason left, and the crazy laughter was accompanied by a red sword light rising, killing most of the ghosts that were constantly approaching the courtyard.

"Kill the sky!"

The murderous blood condensed into nine purple-red magic swords, the outline was illusory, as if there was nothing, and swept out of the battlefield following the night wind of blood, slaughtering the surrounding ghosts and spirits as if they had spiritual intelligence.

The heavenly sword flashed with bright light, buzzing and bursting out a large area of purple-red mist, Luoyang slowly raised the sword edge, and the nine swords wrapped in resentment and slaughter rose up at the same time, turning into a line of red bright light and pressing straight towards Tuoba.

"Hidden ghosts, evil ghosts!"

Tuoba threw away the wine glass in horror, closed his hands into a seal, and the hazy gray mist rolled up from behind him, gathering into demons, with green faces and fangs, staring at red eyes, wailing and crashing into the crimson sword light.

The Nine Swords of Heaven Killing disintegrated before and after, the sword light dissipated, and Tuoba laughed madly and urged the Heavenly Ghost to crash into Luoyang, as if he had seen the glorious moment of the imperial robe.

The sword hides in the void, Luoyang is as quiet as the night sky, the body and the earth continue to sink, the blood moon is in the sky, two light swords escape into the body, one is red all over, and the other is entangled with purple flames, killing intent and demonic intent confuse the night sky, causing the wind and clouds to change.

The heavenly sword trembled, the dazzling blood filled the night sky, Luoyang smiled and urged the two swords, and the heavenly ghost was slashed by a sword.

Tuoba turned around and fled, the killing sword roared and fell, the extremely pure crazy murderous aura filled the void, the luxurious pavilions all collapsed, the strength fell, and a group of ghosts retreated silently, looking at the bloody sword cultivation, it was thrilling.

The old line of argument is wrong, Yama is not a human, he is a demon!

"Butterfly Purple Foam!"

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, put away Tuoba's Sumeru ring, and turned into a red streamer and swept towards the hidden capital.

"What kind of road is this? Isn't it the number of roads taken, and why do you pick up the road you put down again?"

The Celestial Master muttered curiously, put down the fish hook in his hand, stared at the waveless mirror pool in front of him, and after thinking slightly, he broke through the boundary and said, "Send the ghost spirit to try him, I haven't seen what I want to see yet!"

Tuohu pouted dissatisfiedly, picked up the chess pieces that had just fallen, looked at the momentum of the white chess, and said: "The third child, go and try him, if possible, you don't have to keep your hands, kill him!"

"Good!"

The blind old man outside the courtyard slowly got up, turned into a retreat, and stood in front of Luoyang, without saying a word, without being verbose, the staff and knife came out of the sheath and took Luoyang's neck directly.

The stars were afraid of the incomparably sharp staff and knife, and turned to hide into the night, Luoyang chuckled and took half a step back, avoided the blade, and raised his sword to hang in the old man's arms.

The sword momentum was stagnant, Tuoqi's arm suddenly stopped in front of the Heavenly Sword, the staff knife precipitated the moonlight, and the Heavenly Sword moved again, and the Heavenly Sword moved at the same time, hanging in a void, the knife did not arrive, the sword arrived first, and Tuoqi's offensive was not effective again.

"Swordsmanship, strategizing, anticipating the enemy before ......"

Tuoqi took back the staff and knife, and three flowers bloomed behind him, and three ghosts and gods sat cross-legged among the flowers, one blind, one earless, and one angry with round eyes but all limbs broken.

Luoyang lightly pulled the sword flower, looked at Tuoqi's eyes, and said, "Heavenly Remnant Dao, are your eyes congenital or acquired?"

Tuoqi was silent, and raised the knife again, but before he could cut Luoyang, he had lost his five senses and six senses, and there was a deep night around him, silent, tasteless, only endless dead silence and countless despair.

"Good knife technique, but it's a pity that it's not enough, I've been experiencing this taste of cutting off the five senses and six senses for fifteen years, and I've long been familiar with it!"

Shuyun covered the green, the blue water flowed straight down, the boy and girl with the talisman struggling to climb upward, Nan Nuo and Li Menghan went hand in hand, not two attacks on each other, shook down several mountain rocks and smashed on Xiang Yu's head, shattered into two or three pieces.

"It's really two aunts and grandmothers......"

Chu Liao struggled to avoid a boulder, and looked at the princess who was surging with her hands, and her movements were faster, and before she could get close to the two women, the fireworks and the wind and frost fell, and Chu Liao was blasted into the clear pond in the mountains.

Xiang Yu pursed his lips, secretly said unwisely, quietly resisted the falling blades and fire balls, and slowly climbed upward, unhurried, no matter how slow it is, it is better than falling, some eating is better than not having to eat, can't be provoked, can afford to hide.

There is no wind and waves, the water is more turbulent, Li Menghan and Xiang Yu fell off the cliff before and after, smashing down two or three teenagers who had just climbed, Nan Nuo's eyes flashed with red light, and the strong sword intent broke through the wind and waves, and climbed to the peak effortlessly.

"This power doesn't look like the ...... of the Heavenly Demon Clan"

"What a crazy sword intent, didn't it come from that kid?"

The Great Elder sat in the temple with Nan Li, looking at the crimson fireworks dancing around Nan Nuo, unaware of it.

"Shall we take a look?"

Nan Li asked worriedly, and without waiting for the Great Elder to reply, the Shifting Space appeared in front of Nan Nuo, staring at the pair of red eyes, and said softly: "Nuo Nuo, Nuo Nuo, are you okay?"

Nan Nuo's movements slowed down, shook his head, waved his palm, and was about to speak, when several sword qi slashed into the mountains and forests, and razed out of the open space in a hundred steps.

"This ...... My thief is so powerful......"

Nan Nuo squinted his eyes, and through Luoyang's line of sight, he saw the thousands of corpses in the courtyard, this is the Luoyang who has entered the demon, but unfortunately he can't see the little man's current appearance, but he doesn't need to look at it, it's hard to feel handsome just thinking about it.