Plain white green tiles, cold stars falling, if there is the sound of wearing the forest and beating the leaves.

The apostles wailed and turned into ghosts, glared at Xu Yilan, and were gradually extradited by reincarnation and returned to Huangquan.

The evil tiger was so pressed by the rain of arrows that he couldn't get up, taking advantage of the air attack, Xu Yilan dodged into the air, looking at the brightly lit Diezi family, compared to the lifeless Xu family, grabbed Yuehua with one hand, and a plain white spear was formed out of thin air, pointing to the brightly lit mansion from afar, swallowing the edge.

"Butterfly Zimo, destroy my Xu family's luck and break the foundation of my Xu family, this is just the beginning, kill!"

A few thunderbolts crossed the sky, and the moonlight spear fell into the courtyard of the Diezi family's house, and the plain white hemisphere continued to expand, collapsing walls and buildings, and several newly built extravagant pavilions were all reduced to broken bricks and tiles.

Two streamers floated from the night sky, Xu Yilan chuckled proudly, looked at the brilliant light that was gradually suppressed, turned around and opened the ghost door, and walked away.

Zihua floated close to the eaves, like a big hand on a hill, destroying the antique teahouse where Xu Yilan once stood.

The wind swept the dust and sand, stirring the corners of the pink and white skirts of the Yiren, and the clansmen wailed, stretching out their palms from among the ruins, and they could not grasp the ethereal hope.

The ancestral hall of the Diezi family collapsed into a corner, and the luxurious spar genealogy was shattered into powder, which gradually dispersed with the wind.

"Xu Yilan, escape, the ends of the earth, the blue falling yellow spring, never die!"

Butterfly Zimo raised his head to the sky and roared, dodged back to the Xu family, after so long, it was time to change to a new plaything, while Xu Yamo was not dead, it could also be used as bait to lure the snake out of the hole.

Emperor Hades was silent in the night, watching with interest what was happening.

The shadow flickered, the black snake escaped from the night, knelt on one knee, and called softly: "Xu Yilan has successfully escaped to the world, and has disappeared to find a trace, it is estimated that he will contact Lord Yama Luo in the near future." ”

"Good boy, have the courage, tell the people below to help him within the scope of your ability, no matter from that ghost gate, the road to Linzi is not easy to walk, Xu Yilan is not a Yama, but he does not have the ability to fight with a sword and run amok. ”

"Commanded. ”

The black snake nodded slightly, turned around and disappeared into the night, everything was dormant, when there was thunder, it would be empty, and all beings would sleep.

The white clouds and dogs, the golden sun is embedded in the azure mirror, the stone bridge is solemn, the waves are precipitated with fine streamers, and several pairs of white geese swim by, suddenly entering the painting, leading visitors to laugh dumbly.

The wind is warm, with the smell of fireworks and the fragrance of thousands of flowers with different characteristics, and the green finch stands on the branch, and the tired bird who has not been here for a long time tells the story of sword cultivation and sword slashing demons, which from time to time causes calls and interjections.

The protagonist of the story sits in the dark library, the pages move lightly, silently reading the truth, sometimes driving the clouds to explore the mysteries, sometimes the same wind to dominate the world, sometimes with the virtuous mountains and forests, sometimes with the sword sharpening.

The notes on the ground are much thicker, the ink is not dry, and the sword is condensed.

Jin Jiuling is still standing at the window, looking at the light outside the building, the quiet time is just like flowing water, no sound, no direction, quietly come, quietly go, take away all that can not be left, leave all that can not be taken away, it is indeed chic, make people yearn.

Two or three green sparrows fell into the branches, and the chief attendant approached the square in a hurry, stood still away from the attic, gasped for a moment, and opened his mouth to call: "The immortal is above, someone outside the palace asks to see Lord Luoyang, please report!"

Jin Jiuling nodded, turned around and walked up the stairs, and before he could get close to the top floor, Luoyang had already packed up everything and stepped down the stairs.

"Did you hear that? I don't have a state today, I can't see it?"

"No, someone has heard me before you wake me up. ”

"I see, come back alive, you are a good person, it's a pity to die at this age. ”

Luoyang nodded, walked past Jin Jiuling's side, jumped out of the window of the building familiarly, and arched his hand to the chief waiter who was waiting for a reply.

Young and proud, tall horse, white clothes trampling, 10,000 gold sword in the hand, walking in all directions, swimming rivers and mountains, if you encounter unevenness, you will not be uneven, you will drink old wine if you don't meet right and wrong, it is not romantic, but it is chic enough, and it is no different from a fairy.

The sword came out of the deep palace and fell in front of Tao Ranju, Luoyang looked at the immature boy squatting by the river, stepped forward with a chuckle, and said, "How about it, can it be done?"

The childish boy raised his head and smiled slyly, his eyebrows fluttering, and he was full of pride, as if he had done something earth-shattering.

"She will definitely come, I not only took the medicine, but also smashed her family's ancestral hall, that woman doesn't look like water and tenderness, but in fact she is very stingy, if she doesn't peel my skin and pump my tendons, she may not be able to dissipate her anger for the rest of her life. ”

Luoyang nodded, took a bluestone and threw it into the water, looked at the smoke and willows, and said: "I really hope she can come faster, she has recently comprehended a few sword moves, and I am worried that no one will verify ......"

The childish boy restrained his smile, and at the same time suppressed the joy in his heart, stared at Luoyang, with a serious expression, and admonished: "You'd better not underestimate the enemy, the secret technique of the Yeluo Fantasy Purple Heaven bloodline is very strong, and it can be seen from the fact that hundreds of people in the Butterfly Purple Family can only awaken one in several generations." ”

"I know, I've never underestimated any ghost, no matter how low-level his bloodline is. ”

The child's expression changed, and he looked at the proud geese thoughtfully.

"The bloodline is both a blessing and a curse, after all, it is someone else's way, not everyone is suitable for cultivation, even if there is the same blood flowing in the body......"

"Come on, you can be born to understand one, at least you are monks, and you can have the blood of ghosts and spirits, this is something that many human races can't ask for. ”

"Hehe, it's just a group of vulgar people, that group of real people has the one who wants to be a ghost, didn't you also refuse back then?

Luoyang was silent, looking at the shimmering waves in the river, which had the light and shadow of Mo Qi, the young man was proud, well-read, with the Six Realms in his heart, brave and strategic, he was a human, and the Emperor of Yama should be a ghost.

"Brother said that you are like a migratory bird in the world, and the underworld is just a temporary pursuit, and it is impossible to keep you for a long time......"

The childish boy narrowed his eyes meaningfully, looked at the clean sky, and gradually became distracted, Luoyang chuckled and was speechless, looking at the water waves, and remembered the amazing King Xu.

The wind rose, the leaves fell, two or three crossbow arrows broke through the air and fell to the child, Xu Yilan turned into his original appearance, looked at Luoyang, sat in place calmly, and watched the crossbow arrows be wiped out little by little three feet away, turned into iron filings with the wind, and quietly walked away.

"Luoyang, this person is an outcast of the underworld, if you don't want to implicate Kunlun Mountain, it's best to be nosy!"

The purple toad swept out of the void with seven white-faced apostles, with a scimitar in one hand and a short-handled moon sickle in the other, murderous, approaching Xu Yilan step by step, not taking Luoyang in his eyes at all.

Luoyang scratched the back of his head, looked at Xu Yilan, and said curiously: "Is this a newcomer or a veteran who was transferred back from the Two Realms Mountain?"

Xu Yilan shook his head, looked at Zi Toad, and said, "Probably a newcomer, even a veteran of the Two Realms Mountain knows about you." ”

Luo Yang nodded, looked at the white-faced apostles, and said coldly: "Death and life are also important, this matter has nothing to do with you, pretend to be confused, isn't it?"

"How do the lowly people know the weight of glory? For the glory of ghosts and gods, they will not regret their deaths!"

Purple Toad snorted coldly, dodged and launched an offensive, turning into ten shadows, scrambling to kill Luoyang, the white-faced apostle behind him moved at the same time, the ghost pattern condensed into thorn chains, and after a few swings, he pumped towards Xu Yilan, not worried about the situation of Zi Toad at all, the cultivator human race of the same level is always the weakest.

The sword chanted sonorously, Xu Yilan didn't see Luoyang out of the sword, the purple toad and the ten doppelgangers all flew out, and the thorn chains that were solid to the cold iron were broken, and they were crushed into fine iron filings by the extremely sharp sword qi, sprinkled with water, and buried by the surrounding grass.

"The sword is out of Kunlun, and it really has some ability. ”

The purple toad steadied his body, looked at the eye-obstructive gap on the scimitar, and glanced at the white-faced apostles, who understood and jumped to the people around them who were closed by the windows.

Luoyang pursed his lips disdainfully, held his sword and stepped forward, a line of sword light flashed through the void, hooked and shining, and instantly slashed the seven Grandmaster Apostles.

"Bastard!"

The purple toad roared angrily, and the ten doppelgangers moved together, and before they rushed to Luoyang's side, they collided with a sword light head-on, all of which turned into small afterimages, and were consumed by the scorching light.

The void opened the ghost door, the purple toad's body was half-hidden, the sword chant was piercing, and the extremely fast sword pierced through the heart, the purple toad turned his head unwillingly, looked at Luoyang's indifferent eyes, and remembered the chilling legend.

Conviction and one sword to suppress the underworld, three more convictions and three deaths.

Drawing the sword and retreating, Luoyang chuckled and walked to Xu Yilan's side, before he could speak, the applause came, the painting boat slowly swam closer, the girl in the purple skirt stood at the head of the boat, smiling and falling into the city, like a fairy in the painting, calling a few young people who peeped at the rights and wrongs here stunned, regardless of safety, pushed open the window, and got carried away.

"It is worthy of being Uncle Kunlun, I really like it. ”

The butterfly purple foam flew in front of Luoyang, looking directly at the indifferent eyes, and the beautiful purple streamer flashed in the eyes, which made people can't help but take a few more looks.

The heavenly sword hummed lightly, taking the initiative to warn, Luoyang stroked the hilt of the sword, looked directly at those good-looking eyes, and thought in his heart, the sword heart was as calm as water, unmoved by the light of his eyes.

"Tell me, Luoyang, who is your favorite?"

"What's the matter with you?"

Luoyang tilted his head curiously, and the sea of knowledge was a little purple, and before it could spread, it was slashed by a plain white sword light under the pure bamboo.

The butterfly purple foam incomprehensibly increased the spiritual power, the brilliance in the eyes turned into butterfly patterns, and invisibly invaded Luoyang Zhihai again, the green leaves moved lightly, Luoyang closed his eyes and entered the Zhihai, looking at the two dancing butterflies, reaching out to hold the heavenly sword, stepping to draw the sword, and the sharp sword light set off heavy waves, completely killing the two butterflies.

The black-clothed Luoyang sat behind the bamboo, looking at the butterfly purple foam with disdain, the wisdom sword slashed the love silk, the heavenly sword was ruthless, and the wisdom sword was the first sword they cultivated.

If there is enlightenment, when there is a star, there should be a recovery.

The sword light swept out from under the green bamboo, merging into a star, and the spiritual power surging in Luoyang's body was several times more abundant than before.

Ten years of sharpening the sword, ten years of understanding the sword, solitary seeking, deriving this sword under the Bodhi tree, three feet of Qingfeng, breaking the troubles and thieves, and breaking evil thoughts.

The memories of the past came to his heart, and Luo Yang chuckled and lifted his sword finger and lightly tapped it on Butterfly Zimo's shoulder.

Selflessness, everything has a way, such as a dream bubble, such as dew and electricity, should be viewed as such.

Yiren flew into the painting boat, covering his chest, perceiving the terrifying sword aura, with crystal tears flashing in his good-looking big eyes, Chu Chu was pitiful, there was a paranoid obsession between his eyebrows, he looked at Luoyang tightly, and was reluctant to leave.

"The world is up and down, falling flowers follow the water, you can die under your sword, and the slave family has no regrets. ”