An unexpected meteor shower was born in the void.

Countless sword lights chased each other, but in an instant, they were already approaching, shining brightly, covering all the footprints of Mingyao engraved in the void space.

Although no sound could be heard, the swords were buzzing, and they were crying, just like their masters!

Five-foot, four-foot, three-foot......

The anger was watered by the invisible scream, the blazing fire reflected in Luoyang's eyes, with the forgetting of the four fell, three thousand lotuses bloomed, the sword was hidden in the flower, a thought of the sword moved, roaring in all directions.

Without the slightest sound, the darkness swallowed up the roar of rolling thunder, and a little light rose and fell, no matter how unwilling it was, it could only disappear, just like that sword cultivator.

He left again, leaving no trace, like a big dream, which came by chance, and it was difficult to let go.

"I understand your sword, please wait, it won't take too long, it won't take too long to ......"

With a flick of the forgetfulness, the sword light was engraved into the void, and the promise was imprinted into his heart, Luoyang looked up at the boundless distance, took out the spirit medium, and planned to re-identify the direction.

After a battle, who can be sure that there is a front?

Anyone can do stupid things here, and any arrogance can be the cause of tragedy, so it's right to be cautious.

The spirit medium slowly flickered on the palm of his hand, like a snowy glow falling on the young man's white clothes, silent for a short time, and the bright light pointed forward, impartially.

Luoyang stretched out his hand and nodded at this cute little thing, and was about to take it back to the Sumeru ring, when the autumn cicada suddenly gave a warning, and almost at the same time, a stunning and moving sword light fell on its side, spanning a hundred steps away, temporarily cutting the immeasurable darkness in half, showing domineering.

Out of instinct, Luoyang stepped on the instantaneous shadow step and moved more than ten steps, the eternal spirit medium was left in place, a shadow flashed, and the sword light gradually dissipated.

There is no need to hesitate at all, Luoyang Imperial Sword chased after the ghost, one after the other, one chase and one escape, you are fast and I am fast, you are slow and I am slow, it lasted for a small half a day, and the shadow that took away the spirit medium disappeared in the air without a trace.

The sword light hovered at will, Luoyang couldn't help but squint his eyes, suppressed the anxiety, carefully observed the situation, raised the sword, and the fireworks that he had never seen before made the void moved, trembling, wanting to praise such beauty, but suddenly forgot to speak.

The prohibition is broken, just like the morning sun lifts the mountain fog, from the corner where the first is close to the fireworks, the whole magnificent palace comes into view, with red walls and blue tiles, glazed roofs, cornices to the sky, thousands of trees and pear blossoms, and a little snow.

"Hahaha, there are friends from afar, aren't you happy, I'm in the palace, your spirit medium is in my hands, do you dare to come in?"

The master of the palace smiled heroically, and his words were full of domineering, and he was not very old when he heard the voice, either he was a young talent, or he was an old monster who had rejuvenated.

No matter what kind of Luoyang has no reason to be afraid, he pursed his lips and chuckled, and opened his mouth to reply: "Even if you visit friends, how can you pass the door and not enter, open the door." ”

The sound falls, the palace door slowly opens, the obsidian stone paves the road, can accommodate five horses to run side by side, a few flower branches lazily set on the wall, bathed in glow, smile to the sun, the elf at the bottom of the leaf seems to be familiar, can not help but recall the old days of Linzi.

That's not what the elves sent at that time.

In this way, the master of this palace is probably a heavenly master, he can play with intrigues and tricks, and he can also pretend to be a domineering monarch, he is really a wonderful person, and this face-to-face sword soldier is worth looking forward to.

After passing the road, Luoyang walked unhurriedly, swam through the elegant gallery, enjoyed the colorful flowers, walked through the ripples and blue lake, and saw the heavenly master for the first time in the long pavilion.

He is very different from what he imagined, very young, burly, sitting like an ancient clock, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, breathing and breathing, and his eyebrows and eyes are calm.

"Why, this king is different from what you imagined?"

"Yes, it's hard for me to imagine a character who likes intrigue to head-on combat be so domineering. ”

Luoyang pretended to be stupid, didn't mind being looked down upon, sat down as he spoke, looked at the fruit he had never seen on the table, took one, pinched the peel, opened his mouth to bite it, and smiled at the sweet juice.

Not very many, but the fruit is very good.

Looking at Luoyang's appearance, the "Heavenly Master" smiled, leaned closer, pressed the stone table with his right hand, and said slowly: "You are not small, your appetite is not small, and your mind is also not small, very good, I like it very much." ”

"I'm sorry, to put it mildly, I already have a family, to put it bluntly...... I don't have the perverted thoughts of some emperor......"

"It's funny, and I need to make three points, first, I don't have the same hobbies as you think. ”

"Second, whatever the misunderstanding you had, I'm not who you guessed I am. ”

"Thirdly, I admire your sword, but admiration does not mean connivance...... Do you understand?"

Luoyang Jian raised his eyebrows, and also leaned forward, looking directly at the pair of golden eyes, speaking coldly, without fear.

"Why, I don't want to admit it when I am a thief, I look like I am high, but in fact, it is like this fruit, whether it is good or not, it doesn't count if you say it, and it doesn't count. ”

"Who's going to say?"

"Of course, whoever eats it says, the fruit is sweet enough, but I don't like sweetness, it's just not delicious!"

"Interesting to say......"

"You've passed, and now you have only two ways to go, either take your medium and leave as if you've never seen me, or become my allies and we'll fight them together. "Ouou e-book

"They, those alien creatures?"

Luoyang narrowed his eyes, staring at the golden eyes of the "Heavenly Master", testing what he was thinking.

"My name is Bai Liang, Terran, and I found here following an old thing with a white beard and a penchant for peeping. ”

"So those things in front of the door are temptations?"

"Isn't your presumptuous rudeness also a temptation?"

Not to be outdone, Bai Liang replied, Luoyang couldn't help laughing, Bai Liang also smiled, and continued to speak after a while, "This chaos is very big, but it is all over the footprints of the human race, and we have almost no enemies, except for those lackeys of the gods, that is, the alien creatures in your mouth!"

"Divine Descent?"

"That guy who likes to peep is a godborn, I said that there will be no fault in the history of the human race in your lineage. ”

The history of the human race has not been faulted but has been completely rewritten, since the closure of Kunlun, everything in the era of the human emperor and everything in the chaotic void has been deliberately blurred.

The Heavenly Palace is building a high wall, and if it weren't for the luck of seeing those books, Luoyang might only be able to see the little sky exposed outside the wall.

"Creatures originated from chaos, and the first yin and yang qi were the ancestors of all living beings, and with the passage of time, they became the first gods. ”

"It's all gods who have different views on living beings and chaos, so there are battles, battles for many years, and the bright civilization that has been destroyed has as many stars as the sky......"

At this point, Bai Liang shook his head with a sigh, took a fruit in his hand, played with it, and continued to speak under Luoyang's sword-like eyes, unhurried.

"No matter which way it is, the lifeless Xingyu is not what the two gods like, so there is Tianhe as the boundary, and the left and right are autonomous. ”

"As time passed, it was inevitable that the contradictions would lead to war again, and it would be fought for a long, long time, and the various tribes suffered heavy losses and had to recuperate, but only if the situation improved, the war would start again. ”

"Resources are always limited, populations are unlimited, and war is inevitable. ”

Luoyang heard the fact that Bai Liang didn't say it, sighed softly, continued to look at Bai Liang, and waited for the rest of the conversation.

"That's right, no one wants to go on in such an endless reincarnation, as the opposition appeared, the two gods reunited after countless years, but for some reason, the Yin God killed the Yang God......"

"The war broke out again, and most of the race of the Yang God died and wounded, and most of them surrendered, changed their faith, and came under the rule of the Yin God. ”

"The power of dictatorship is like poison, and the continuous exploitation causes wars, and countless living beings work together to kill the Yin God, push the old era into the sea of fire, and open a new era of the gods. ”

"There's not much to say about the rest of the world, as you might guess, to wage wars for resources, constantly, constantly, until the stars are gone. ”

"Where did the Divine Descendant come from?" Luoyang narrowed his eyes, waiting for Bai Liang's answer.

Words are never as powerful as words engraved on stone tablets, and this kind of past that is said by others is not credible, whether it is a visitor of another human race or a heavenly palace.

Bai Liang was very satisfied with Luoyang's eyes, and continued to speak, "Lost people will always have two choices, ride the wind and waves forward, and turn back to the old road. ”

"The race that follows the old path is the Divine Descendant, and they have been plotting to resurrect the Yin Divine ......"

"So you want to pull me into the gang and join you in the fight against the Progens?"

"Not bad. ”

"I refuse, don't tell me anything about the eggs under the nest, I don't believe your words, leave the medium, and when the truth is verified, I will go to you. ”

Saying that, Luoyang stretched out his palm, stared at Bai Liang, and secretly operated the Mixed Yuan Method, no longer caring whether he wanted to compete for superiority.

Bai Liang's palm flipped, and the two spirit mediums were put into Luoyang's hands, and the surrounding beauty gradually disappeared, and there was an extremely serious sound of advice in his ears.

"Watch out for that old thing, besides, you must wipe out all the xenomorphs, unless you want to never have peace. ”

The sound fell, the chaos returned to the depths, and the only bright light was the spiritual medium in Luoyang's hands, each in one direction, one red and one white, bright and moving.

Luoyang sword finger describes the spell pattern, temporarily banning Bai Liang's spirit medium, the sword soars into the sky, absorbing the power of the sky, the sword speed is very fast, but a stick of incense is back on track, look ahead, the sword speed is twice as fast.

The anxiety is hidden in the bottom of his heart, Bai Liang may be a friend and more likely an enemy, Luoyang really doesn't dare to show the urgency, he is very afraid, it is not only him and Nanli who are afraid of death, but the entire Six Realms.

The sword light passed through the corpses, and countless flying insects rose into the air, and the next moment they were annihilated by the sword light, and there was gradually a bright light in the void, and there were also fluctuations of the immortal demon Yan in it.

Luoyang slowed down, carefully observed the situation in the stars, counted the gap between the enemy and me, and quietly returned the same way.

If the offensive remains unchanged, the stubborn old man can fight them for a few years, and what he should do now is to go back and lead the demon army instead of breaking in.

The demons also need face, it's all stories, and they must prefer the demon warriors to the direction of the demon clan than the demon emperor being saved by the human race, and the universe is clarified.

As soon as the sword intent was put away, Nan Li nodded with satisfaction, and in the darkness not far away, the thin old man made a few gestures, and the black-clothed young man disappeared into the darkness, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

If you really understand my sword, please kill me, please!