There are no stars in the sky, the lonely cold moon is flawless, and the endless sea of flowers is asleep, quietly, regardless of the cold rain and the bleak wind in the evening.

The autumn cicada forgot to warn, the Bodhi Hui sword was silently bright, Luoyang opened his mouth and yawned, and was about to fall asleep and suddenly woke up, and the plain white sword light rose all over his body, shattering countless flying flowers, but he still couldn't resist the tide-like sleepiness.

"Those flowers fall asleep, devouring memories ......"

Murmuring a few times, Luoyang felt that this was meaningful, and he didn't dare to stay in this strange place, flying and stepping on the flowers, constantly urging forward the instantaneous step, it may be the front, it may not be, no matter where it is, if you can get out, it is the front.

There is no end to the sea of flowers, the Sutra of Tranquility and the Sutra of Bodhi are recited again and again, and all the Tao of calming the mind and calming the mind has lost its meaning in the hundred flowers.

Luoyang is like a mortal who hasn't closed his eyes for a few days, his sword eyebrows are frowning and it is difficult to hide his tiredness, his eyelids are constantly fighting, and he is entangled like an infatuated man and a woman.

Suddenly closed, he stumbled and fell into the air, bringing up countless crimson ethereal glow, with the wind to the moon, like a different kind of firefly.

Maybe you slept for a while, or you may struggle to get up after you fell, Luoyang was a little unable to distinguish the situation, cross-legged and concentrated, holding his hands firmly, silently reciting the Taishang Huangting Sutra, the bright streamer slowly swirled into a whirlpool, the golden glow was like a warm sun, and it still couldn't wake up the sleeping flowers.

Even the Mixed Yuan Law still couldn't resist the sleepiness, Luoyang couldn't settle down, and he didn't know how long he struggled, and finally fell asleep inadvertently, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his frowning brows gradually stretched, and from time to time he would make a few inaudible babbles.

A pillow of yellow sorghum, a big dream.

The blue sky is like stopping water, and the sword light is chaotic like falling stones, but it is just passing by in the air, attracting three thousand sword movements, and the green leaves are separated from the flowers.

"Li Tiance, you are insensitive, indiscriminately killing innocents, today is your death. ”

The righteous and awe-inspiring sword cultivator stood out of thin air, saying high-sounding words, Luoyang felt disgusted for no reason, so the sword moved, just a sword, and the sky returned to tranquility.

No one dared to make a sound, his face was solemn, and as Li Tiance's sword was raised again, several sword cultivators could no longer suppress the horror in their hearts, and fled in a hurry, losing their bodies between breaths.

"Kill him and do the right thing for heaven!"

I don't know who shouted first, the sword light and sword shadow are noisy and empty, the first battle is three days and three nights, the mountains are overturned, the fallen leaves are Xiaoxiao, the broken sword is scattered for thousands of miles, and I am unwilling to be buried by the wind and sand.

Li Tiance sat alone on the last remnant cloud, put down his sword, picked up the wine, and didn't care about the bloodstains all over his body, his body was scarred, he drank and was lonely, and he was silently cold from the heights.

Although the world is big and the chaos is endless, why is there no opponent who just wants to lose, is it really so difficult?

The wine was exhausted, the sword immortal and the sword were in the sky, looking for those sects that were besieged and killed, and the first one was defeated, the second was defeated, and in the end all of them were defeated.

For a year, two years, three years, no one dared to mention the evil spirits, and no one dared to raise their arms and shout for the heavens, except for the sword, except for the wine, except for the cold wind on the top of the mountain, it seemed that there was really nothing.

If you want an opponent, if you don't have an opponent, why can't you create an opponent, the biggest enemy of a person is yourself, can I defeat me?

Thinking about it, Luoyang watched, Li Tiance put down the sword in his hand, the sword heart that had never wavered was slightly stained with dust, planting a seed, it may or may not bear evil results, these are not important, even if he dies because of him, as long as there is an opponent, it is enough.

Maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, the seed bears fruit, he is very similar to himself, but he doesn't like white, loves black, is proficient in all his swordsmanship, knows all his own knowledge and knowledge, so, he should be a good opponent, right?

Ten years of sharpening a sword, Li Tiance waited another ten years, and when he grew up, he would discuss the level of the sword in his heart.

Unsurprisingly, he was defeated, even the other self couldn't defeat Li Tiance, so is there still an opponent?

Yes, heavens.

Just like the master and the patriarch, Li Tiance also raised his sword to the sky, but his battle was very simple, there was no calculation and layout, it was a straight death match, in the storm, under the purple lightning thunder, the battle lasted for more than three months, and finally, Li Tiance was defeated.

Reincarnation, reincarnation, reincarnation, reincarnation, reincarnation......, reincarnation, re

I can't count how many times, Luoyang was born again, the sky suddenly rolled thunder, and then Luoyang suddenly woke up, there was no whirlpool clouds, no terrifying nine-colored thunder, the moonlight was very cold, and the flowers were still asleep.

"Hoo ......"

With a long exhale, Luoyang slowly got up and saw a road, rugged and long, it may or may not exist, it may lead to freedom, or it may lead to a deeper dream of a hundred flowers.

But does it matter where the road leads?

If there is no road, you have to go out of the road, why not take it now that there is a road?

Thinking about it, Luoyang was about to take a step, but the black-clothed Luoyang slowly got up in the sea of knowledge, reached out and held it openly, stroked the heavenly sword, and pulled a sharp sword flower.

"Now that you know, it's time for our battle to begin, you've waited for me for ten years, I've waited for you for more than a thousand years, I really don't want to wait any longer. ”

Luoyang didn't say anything, paced towards that road, and after the big dream of Fangcai, those questions of the sky had been answered. Love me

The black-clothed Luoyang is the inner demon, and Li Tiance deliberately spawned the inner demon in order to find the opponent, only if Luoyang is there, if that thought is there, the black-clothed Luoyang is there.

The demons in the heart are where there can be demons in the hearts again?

It is born of oneness, how can you and me be separated?

Li Tiance's black-clothed Luoyang will, on the contrary, the black-clothed Luoyang will also be.

"Don't pretend not to hear, defeat me and then defeat him, or be defeated by me, and I will defeat him, you only have these two options, sooner or later, they are all doomed, and you can't hide from them. ”

Luoyang looked for the way and gradually walked out of the garden, raised his head and smiled, not caring about the words of the black-clothed Luoyang, the demon in his heart is the devil in his heart, the sky is the sky, it is better to have an opponent than no opponent, Li Tiance's kind of lonely and cold Luoyang from the inside out can't let go until now.

"Now is not the time, and when we get out, there will be a fight. ”

Luoyang talked to himself, walked out of the garden, stood on the red earth, looked up at the broken starry sky, and his right hand trembled a little.

The black-clothed Luoyang put down his sword, sat cross-legged and meditated, without realizing the sword, staring at his clenched right fist, knowing that only in this way would his palm not tremble.

Opponent, an opponent who has been waiting for a long time, an opponent who may be stronger than him and can never be defeated, heaven and earth, is there anything more exciting for Jian Xiu?

The people in the ruins looked up at the ruins, and the demons outside the ruins looked into the ruins.

Donghuang Fang Shuo thought back to the right and wrong he saw in the garden, glanced at the demon emperor with a gloomy face, secretly hooked the corners of his mouth, thought slightly, and looked up at Donghuang Zhong, as if he was considering the trade-offs, thinking about whether it was worth it.

"You'd better give up that kind of plan, not to mention how terrifying the sky with an independent body is, if the reincarnation immortal demon has a body, it can be regarded as a catastrophe of the Six Realms!"

Donghuang Chi saw through the mind of Donghuang Fang Shuo more than Gu Lu and the others, and used the power of Donghuang Zhong's space-time creation to divide Luoyang into three.

Cangtian and black-clothed Luoyang can attract the attention of countless people, even if it is not unacceptable to call the Eastern Emperor Bell to sleep for a hundred years, after all, the sleeping Eastern Emperor Bell will inevitably return to the demon clan, which can also solve the urgent need for luck.

Smelling the meaning of the Eastern Emperor Chi, Gu Lu raised his head and looked at the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo, it was difficult to break off for a while, this may be a wonderful hand to solve the dilemma, or it may be a fatal straw that crushes the camel, one step to the left, one step to the right, no matter which direction you go, you are destined to be recorded in the biography.

"Let's do it, design the formation well, if you don't move, you must have absolute certainty, Luoyang is not stupid, and you will inevitably be prepared. ”

Donghuang Fang Shuo grabbed a handful of yellow sand, slowly let go of his hand, let it float out of his palm, and instead smiled at the load, who understood it, nodded and fled into the ground.

With the loss and derivation, the enemy has been clear, the friend is determined, lead the friend to kill the enemy, do not contribute to the force, this is to kill people with a knife!

A Luoyang of the Five Qi Realm, without the Heavenly Sword and the Sky, how many people should want to kill him?

The situation outside the ruins is changing, but Luoyang doesn't know, the hustle and bustle in the distance is approaching, sensing the movement of the sword talisman, Luoyang flashed forward, summoned the heavenly sword to cut the flying knife and jade seal that fell towards Chu Ling, glanced at the three brothers and sisters who were not embarrassed, and looked at the menacing enemy.

"Luoyang, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, you can't die well if you are not worthy of virtue, and ask them to hand over the Book of Heaven!"

"You're commanding me?"

Luoyang raised his eyebrows, raised his sword and looked at the brocade boy led by him, and couldn't help but clench the hilt of the sword as soon as the words came out, the impact of the dream was far greater than he imagined, Fang Cai's words were not said by Luoyang at all, but by Li Tiance.

"I'm just ordering you, what's the matter?" the brocade-clothed boy stepped forward confidently, raised his head slightly, and smiled contemptuously, "Don't forget, you have already killed the Feng family, if you offend my palace family again......"

"I don't care which family you are, you can't take this book away, if you are not convinced, just attack it, we will talk about the level of the sword, and see who is the one who is not worthy of virtue. ”

"Three ants, I don't want to see how you protect them, the weak are guilty, and the weak will be beaten!"

"Why should the weak be beaten, if the strong kill people and set fires, is it all right? I don't think so, people are people, demons are demons, if everyone draws their swords against the weaker, the human race will be at the end of the road. ”

Luoyang snorted coldly, glanced at Chu Bai, who was slowing down behind taking the medicine, and rushed towards the brocade boy in a flash, the sword arc was in the air, and he was intoxicated by Huayin.

Gong Mo waved his robe sleeves violently, urging nine colored flags to protect him in front of him, and was cut back dozens of steps by a sword, his face was blue and purple for a while, and he was about to beckon everyone to do it together, his face changed, and there was a little more expectation in his eyes, he put away the magic weapon, evoked a heavy armor to wear on his body, and roared towards Luoyang with two heavy axes.

An axe shattered the afterimage, Luoyang held a sword through the heavy armor, Gong Mo glanced at the shoulder pierced by the blade, his eyes flashed with a crimson glow, he roared and held Luoyang's wrist, and the other palm slashed the axe towards the top of Luoyang's head, and was held by Luoyang, the two did not give in to each other and began to wrestle.

"Luoyang, have you ever thought about something?"

"How did you get everything, if you don't have the Heavenly Sword, if you don't have the sky, you're a fart?"

Gong Mo smiled and threw away the axe in his hand, reached out and grabbed Luoyang's arm tightly, used his five fingers to exert force, buckled the bone seam at the elbow, pulled it into his arms, took advantage of the situation to stretch out his leg to pin Luoyang's left leg, glanced at the bright glow above his head, and lowered his head to hit Luoyang's forehead.

"They worship you as a god, and I will personally pull you down from that highest place today!"

"You have never been defeated since your debut, and from now on, you will be hard to win!"