The golden star vortex spanned the void for ten zhang, gradually retracting, and when the last bit of plain white glow disappeared in Luoyang's body, the young man who had settled slowly returned to his senses, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a bright flame beating inside.

Meng Po took a deep breath, and her jade-white and slender fingers swept across the soup, bringing Luoyang into the realm of reincarnation, and without stopping for a moment, she pulled him into the eighteenth layer of hell.

Rolling lava, mountains of knives, heavy clouds, icy snow, endless loneliness and eternal suffering.

"Your name is Meng Po, Terran, no, your vein should be called a ghost!"

Luoyang's voice was very similar to that of the giant god, slowly closing his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the glow was even more than before, and the golden glow floated out along the hole, silently condensing into the burly body of the giant god.

Meng Po nodded silently, clasped her hands in front of her, and said coldly: "Even if you come out, it won't be me who fouls......"

The sound of falling snow stopped, fluttering plain white glow, layer upon layer, dense like snow, washing away the vicissitudes of Meng Po's body, rejuvenating but in an instant, green silk three thousand draped shoulders, cloud bun high, flowing skirt better than snow, beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes, floating out of the dust, not smiling can also fall into the city.

"Sinners, die!"

The giant god roared and waved his palm, bringing up three feet of snow like waves, and without seeing Meng Po's movements, his body had already rushed into the inner circle of the giant god, and his hand led two slender light filaments, one swept to the eyes of the giant god, and the other rolled to the giant god's wrist.

Don't look at this light silk as fine as a cow's hair, but its sharpness is not worse than the Kunlun fairy sword, the master's pen, such a strange thing, of course, there is also a very poetic name, broken red dust.

Although the giant god didn't know this, with the sense of the innate beings, he could also sense the horror of this silk thread, and hurriedly raised his head to withdraw his hand, and after avoiding the silk thread, he rushed out a punch before Meng Po changed his moves, retreating and advancing, defending and attacking, although the body of nine zhang was as fast as the wind.

The snow waves set off covered half of the knife mountain, and the heavy fist fell, the invisible void was like a mirror shattered, Meng Po's figure shone, out of the broken void, standing quietly on the arm of the giant god, suddenly escaped into the shadow, and disappeared without a trace.

In the sea of knowledge, Luoyang Jue checked the situation in the outside world, and was not in a hurry to interfere with the battle between the black-clothed Luoyang and the giant god's soul, just like Meng Po, waiting for a perfect opportunity to force the giant god into a desperate situation, only at this time, could he know one of those secrets.

"Don't look at it, I can answer one of those three questions, kill him immediately, or you will suffer endlessly!"

The black-clothed Luoyang dodged the heavy punch of the giant god, and his figure floated back beside Luoyang, paused for a moment, and floated back when the giant god dropped his fist again.

Luoyang stepped away in an instant, looked at the black-clothed Luoyang, reached out and held the Heavenly Sword, with one look, the two of them moved forward at the same time, and the giant god suddenly sensed a sense of oppression that was far more terrifying than Meng Po, and kept retreating, moving his fists and feet together, building an impermeable curtain in front of him.

Even so, it still can't stop the colorful sword shadow, Luoyang is in front, a sword cuts out thousands of streamers, rolling thunder, and the atmosphere is vast.

The giant god had to raise his fist before blocking the sword light, and the sword of the black-clothed Luoyang had already passed through his chest, but at this moment he lost his mind, the fireworks were scattered, and the sword light was like a harmless spring breeze, gently passing by, slashing the soul of the giant god into a golden light.

The soul is extinguished, the brilliance in the eyes of the giant god is dimmed, and the disappeared Meng Po reappears, collecting the red dust, clasping her hands together in front of her chest, and ten seals in an instant, gathering the spiritual power of the ten directions, wrapped around the giant god's body like a chain, constantly shrinking, like a giant python trapping its prey.

The dim eyes of the giant god suddenly flashed with fine light, the incantation shattered, the golden light in the sea of consciousness also burned, the obscure sacrificial song echoed in the void, Luoyang sat down cross-legged as if he was faint when he took a boat for the first time, and reluctantly urged the Mixed Yuan Method.

The black-clothed Luoyang trembled and raised his long sword, the sacrificial song was a little louder, and the invisible force swept through the sky, pressing the black-clothed Luoyang to his knees, no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get up, he lowered his head, like ordinary people can't look directly at the sun for a long time, and the black-clothed Luoyang can't keep staring at the constantly burning light.

The sound of the sacrificial song came from nothing, gradually echoing in the eighteen layers of hell, and no matter how crazy the ghosts knelt down religiously, the surrounding void gradually shattered, seeing that it fell apart, the master in white robe broke through the boundary, laughed and stroked his long white beard, raised his hand to hold the pen, and wrote a word in the air, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the atmosphere was extraordinary.

"Definitely!"

The sky was unwilling to pinch the finger of the sword, and when the air was chopped, the golden fireworks that seemed to never be extinguished were divided into two, half of which was completely refined by Luoyang, and half of it was sent to reincarnation.

"Luoyang, wait for me, it won't take too long to ......"

The unruly voice of the giant god sounded in Luoyang's ears, Luoyang opened his eyes, looked at the smiling sky under the Yongzhen Heavenly Monument, pouted, and said, "What are you proud of? Even if he is reincarnated as the Jade Emperor, I will also kill you!"

These words are full of murderous intentions inside and out, but the sky is as if they have not heard it, they close their eyes and pretend to sleep comfortably, if they kill him, they must find him, they can't find it, how to kill him?

"Alright, I'm done, I'll hand it over to you. ”

The master looked at the restored hell, put away the ordinary Zihao pen, and gently disappeared into the void.

Meng Po's face was like a flower, and after seeing the master leave, he closed his palms again, and the handprints changed, and the order of the imprints was obviously changed.

With the flawless jade handprint, a little pitch-black pattern fell on the center of the giant god's eyebrows, and the spell pattern spread all over the body, and finally turned into a string of pitch-black spell patterns, firmly decorated on Luoyang's wrist, shimmering, and gradually disappeared.

The external worries have been removed, and the sea has returned to tranquility, Luoyang turned to look at Luoyang in black, wanting to hear his answer. Reading Building

"The Tao is like the stars, if there are no living beings to see, to see, to perceive, even if it exists, it has no meaning to us. ”

"Heavenly Sword Dao is also a star, you are born because of it, it shines because of you, no matter what form you exist, as long as you still exist, it belongs to you, Heavenly Sword is such a star evolutionary thing, you can use it whether you are enlightened or not. ”

After that, the black-clothed Luoyang entered the cultivation again, but Luoyang thought for a long time, and finally even lifted the Heavenly Sword in front of him and looked at it little by little.

This is really good, but I always feel that the Heavenly Sword is not only that, but the black-clothed Luoyang is also hiding something.

"Boy, refine Yuan's body as soon as possible, otherwise, the day he awakens will be your death!"

Meng Po's voice interrupted Luoyang's contemplation, put down the Heavenly Sword, Luoyang smiled obediently, remembered the beautiful mother-in-law in front of him in his heart, and said firmly: "I will refine it before that, and I will kill it before that!"

"How easy is it? It's not in the Six Realms, I can't find it, the Emperor of Yama can't find it, I can't find it, how can I kill it?"

"Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered, mother-in-law, why do some people dream that they can dream for a thousand years, look through the years, and peep into the future?"

"Such a person does not exist, unless he is not a person, if you have such a existence around you, don't tell me, protect him well, the rules on the chessboard are absolute, so variables are even more valuable. ”

Luoyang nodded, his mind was withdrawn from Shangguan Lianfeng's matter, and he suddenly realized that he had returned to the Naihe Bridge at some point, surrounded by reincarnateds, and Meng Po also returned to her old appearance, serving soup and handing bowls one by one.

It's very calm here, so quiet that Luoyang is a little reluctant to disturb, bowing to Meng Po, turning around to call the invisible ghost door in the sky, and just about to leave, Meng Po timely transmitted the sound into his ears.

"Go back to Kunlun first and tell your senior sister, the little girl is not big, her temper is not small, if she is replaced by an old man with a candle dragon, I will definitely peel his dragon skin!"

"Senior sister, she is obsessed with medicine and swords, and she doesn't know how to be sophisticated, I will ask my senior brother to teach her more, and she will ...... during the Midyear Festival."

"No, my old man likes to be clean. ”

Luoyang smiled, turned around and wanted to go, and heard Meng Po say again: "There is one more thing, what has become of the world, you kid don't always think about these useless things, do some serious things, and find a way to start a family as soon as possible!"

"Follow your mother-in-law's teachings. ”

"One more thing, you kid is fine, often go back to the underworld to see......"

"Yes. ”

Luoyang nodded, and disappeared into the ghost gate in an instant, Meng Po nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly: "It's grown up, and I finally know that I have a sharp edge, which is good." ”

Out of the underworld, Luoyang once again embarked on the long road back to Kunlun, and with Nannuo in mind, he couldn't help but return to his heart like an arrow, so much so that he forgot that this was something that could be solved by the sound transmission of sword runes.

If there is a fiery sun-like expectation in that place, a hundred steps away is also far away.

Through the layers of teleportation arrays, Kunlun Mountain gradually approached, Luoyang was even more reluctant to hide his figure, glanced at the Four Seas Alliance in Xuance City that was built opposite the Immortal Alliance, and couldn't help pouting, watching his own being seized by his opponent, I really don't know what Zhuge Ling was calculating.

Through the insurmountable array of gods, demons and demons, Luoyang went straight to the green clouds, flew and landed in front of Shuling Palace, and his divine sense swept over the mountains, but he didn't find the "ordinary" Haicun boy.

"Senior brother, I have to go to the Demon Realm, can you help me go down the mountain to find someone?"

Luoyang smiled at Ling Qiwei obediently, and walked into the courtyard quickly, while transmitting the sound of the splendid and bleak cloud peak in the middle of the mountain.

Lin Mu, who was basking in the sun on the hillside, got up lazily, glanced at the embarrassed junior brother who was knocked out of the small courtyard by Xue Qingrou, smiled happily, and replied: "Who are you looking for, male or female?"

"A young man I met at the beach, the Huanhua Qingling Sword Sutra was built on the foundation, the same age as Jiang Luo, with my sword intent on his body, and he carried a cloth bag all the year round, maybe with my sword talisman, or not. ”

"Got it, you can go to the Demon Realm with confidence, and see the corpse alive...... Phew, see people alive, see corpses when you die!"

"Senior brother, please be serious, this young man is very unusual. ”

"Got it, got it......"

Lin Mu waved his hand, looking very unreliable, but Luoyang was relieved, last time in the mountains, the senior brother taught him a lesson, telling him that seeing is not necessarily believing.

No matter what the world is, Lin Mu is like this, doing the most reliable thing with an unreliable appearance.

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