The leaves fell, and a glow slanted down the window, gently depicting the intricately carved patterns, painting them as white as snow.

The long street is not peaceful, but the light is quiet, like the moonlight that quietly visits every night, which is intoxicating.

In the next moment, the sound of breaking the air roared, like thunder in the clear sky, Nannuo took the lead in coming back to his senses, pushing Luoyang away with force, and drifting back with his strength.

The wine house was pierced by spears, and before the dust fell, the burly ghost soldier jumped into the house, stared at Nan Nuo with his godless eyes, took three steps and made two steps, picked up the heavy shield, and smashed it straight into Nan No's head with a black wind.

Mingyao's sword light rose out of nowhere, deep into the void, and the ghost soldiers scattered into flames, and before they could recondense and be wrapped in fire lotus, they were burned completely.

"Little thief, I'll save your life again......"

Nan Nuo smiled vividly, stretched out his bare hand to the street, grabbed slightly, and the waves of fire rolled up, burning all the ghost soldiers who heard the sound, and smiled contentedly, "Let's hide in another place, this time, we are not allowed to be discovered." ”

All this seems to go back to the past, when I didn't go to the underworld, when the sword had not yet opened, when the shoulders were not wide enough, at that time Nan Nuo was in front of him, urging the magic to block the wind and rain in all directions......

"Don't be stunned, let's go. ”

With a gentle urge, Nan Nuo smiled proudly and bent his eyebrows, looking at the little thief's face was slightly red, and he took steps that were destined not to be remembered, hugged himself into his arms, dodged into the shadow, and changed to the other side of the house.

Two or three ghost soldiers jumped into the house, took a closer look, found nothing, and were about to leave, when the glow fell again, and before the ghost soldiers could make a move, the sword rain poured down, washing the ten-mile long street.

"I can't hide anymore......"

Luoyang shook his head, he didn't go far just to see if the glow was a coincidence, and now it seems that not only can he be forced to enter the secret realm, but he can also be forced to participate in the assessment.

Seeing that the little thief was beautiful and delicious, Nan Nuo smiled even more charmingly, squinted his eyes to hide his cunning, pointed to the ghost soldiers who were gradually gathering, and said coldly: "It doesn't matter, if you can't hide, you will kill him all the way, and kill him, see how the old man tests it!"

She is still as lawless as ever, but Luoyang just likes it, she grabbed Nannuo's palm, dodged and landed on the street, and was about to move her sword, Nannuo let go of her palm, smiled smartly, held Sauvignon Blanc, and rushed into the enemy formation first.

"Compare who kills more, and the loser has to agree to one of the winner's conditions. ”

Luoyang pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and was about to urge a thought of the flowers to bloom, and the rugged long street suddenly bloomed with purple fire lotus, the flowers opened and the sword moved, and dozens of ghost soldiers fell under the sword.

This is Nannuo's thoughts, the sword intent is full of seven emotions and six desires, not fast, not ruthless enough, but extremely accurate, full of countless changes, objectively, perfect.

"Thirty-four, little thief, you have lost the wind for the time being. ”

"The winner who has the last laugh, why not let you be thirty-four?"

The green lotus is in full bloom, and the fierce golden light swept the street, very slowly, so slow that Nannuo could take the lead and take advantage of the situation to seek the benefits of the fisherman.

Luoyang doesn't care if she wins or loses, since she wants to win, let her win, as long as she is happy, it is not impossible to be the second in the world.

The sword light rose and fell, the hustle and bustle of the ancient town gradually subsided, the fire dispersed, there were no more ghost soldiers reborn, everything was silent, and the sound of the beginning of the second level could not be heard for a long time.

It seems to be a trance, and everything is back to square one.

The room was fully displayed, and suddenly it was gloomy outside the window, and dark blue fireworks were lit around, the wind howled like a ghost, and the ghost soldiers who were killed were reborn back, at the same time, in the same location, those few hidden cultivators were found again, and they were killed in seconds......

The plain white glow slanted down the window again, and before the ghost soldiers could make a move, Luoyang rushed out of the sword, the wind was full of ancient cities, the green lotus was slowly blooming, and the hidden sword showed its edge, setting off a terrifying storm, not only the ghost soldiers, but also those empty houses were also destroyed.

In another trance, Luoyang tilted his head to look at Nan Nuo, a little suspicious, doubting whether she really existed.

"Little thief, Qingping. ”

Nan Nuo replied softly, Luoyang instantly let go of his doubts, turned to look at the street, looked at it, pondered, and never saw whether this was a dream illusion array or a magic power of time.

"Those who fall asleep can be awakened, little thief, I am not afraid of pain, you stab me with a sword. ”

Luoyang nodded, mentioned Forget Si, neatly pointed to Nan Nuo's eyebrows, hovered slightly, urged the Hui Sword to slash at himself, and suddenly opened his eyes, Nan Nuo fell asleep beside him, a scimitar slashed head-on, the cold light was dazzling, and there was a line of life and death.

"Chew Luo Zha!"

Luoyang did not change his face, recited a Sanskrit secret mantra, the mighty sword light condensed into an immovable Ming King elephant, cyan body, four sides and six arms, holding many magic weapons, the treasure wheel behind the spinning, the golden light came, and the evil forces to retreat.

The shadow in the house dispersed, and Luoyang turned over and got up, urging the sword again.

Nan Nuo opened his eyes, sensed the situation in the house, and gently landed beside Luoyang, the demon Yan rose, wrapped in the sword intent, and was careful of the wind and grass around him.

First of all, there was an unclear order, followed by a sudden dream and attack, it seems that Sikong Mingyao was too simple to think about before, this is not raising Gu, and the so-called method of heaven and earth with longevity is not as simple as taking away.

On the other side of the street, the teahouse is still quiet, and the world is lonely.

Everyone was asleep, except for the slight sound of breathing and the sound of boiling water, coming from the private room on the top floor.

Sikong Mingyao sat at the table, with a lot of tea beside him, the same brew, the same product, and he didn't forget to pass on the sound while washing the pot and cup.

"Congratulations, do you want to leave or move on to the next level?"

This transmission sounded very distant, Luoyang felt it carefully for a long time and failed to find any clues, pursed his lips, glanced at Nannuo, and said coldly: "Next level!"

The sound fell, and the town was gone, replaced by a deep valley, shaped like a dog's tooth, and full of pear blossoms.

The inner guards were scattered in the valley, holding scimitars, pinching poisons, and eyeing them.

"Put on your clothes, kill her, become an internal guard, or kill them all. ”

The purple-clothed inner guard fell from the clouds, standing with his hands in his hands, and a black robe floated out of thin air, waiting for Luoyang to choose.

Luoyang pursed his lips, forgot to raise it slowly, the Sauvignon Blanc had fallen, the fire crows were all over the sky, and the entire deep valley was ignited, devoured, and burned quietly.

Nan Nuo and Luoyang came back to their senses, and the internal guard holding the knife slowly retreated again, and what happened just now was another dream!

Putting down the purple sand teacup, Sikong Mingyao looked disappointed, this is the last chance, if they miss it, they will not be able to dream again, so the divine power required will be much worse......

Fortunately, there are still cultivators who have arrived one after another, and in terms of quantity, they are enough to support this reincarnation, but there is a premise for this, killing Luoyang and Nannuo.

Due to the strength of the two of them, they can't be killed or killed, so they can only retreat to the next best thing, drag them down, and then have a stick of incense, great things can be accomplished, and then they can hide and look for the Central Plains and wait for the opportunity, if they have the opportunity to gain momentum, they will be able to win in one fell swoop!

Sikong Mingyao smiled, raised the teacup that was filled again, drank it all, let the fragrance spread in his mouth, and transmitted the message to the Xiao family ancestral hall, "Your Royal Highness Princess, I met the demon clan, and I am Nanmo's granddaughter." ”

After that, he looked at the wine house again, looked at Nannuo and Luoyang, and spoke again, hiding his mood cleanly, "Congratulations to the two of you, do you want to leave or continue to the next level?"

Nan Nuo silently pulled Luoyang, his little finger tapped on Luoyang's palm, and his divine sense sensed the town, but there was only a stick of incense before and after, and half of the people in this town had disappeared, and they might all have died.

This is one of the ways of information exchange that has been set for a long time, just like the "Qingping".

Luoyang urged the Hui Sword, his divine sense slowly unfolded, hugged Nan Nuo and escaped from the small building, staring at the small building being swallowed by the sword light and disappearing.

On the other side of the street, a girl dressed in white gradually approached, holding a sky-blue long sword, with a white veil on her face, looking at Nan Nuo with cold eyes, and attacking again.

Luoyang raised his sword to block the attack, shook the girl lightly, repelled the girl, and said coldly: "There is no resentment in the past, and there is no ...... today."

"Why is there no revenge, my father died at the hands of her father!"

Without waiting for Luoyang to finish speaking, the girl's voice had arrived, she let go of the sword blade, pinched the sword finger in her hand and lightly clicked, and eighty-one sword lights flashed in the void, and they all attacked Nan Nuo......

Sikong Mingyao's smile gradually converged, the teacup he raised paused, the fragrance rose, and he couldn't help but think of the eventful years in the past, for so many years, what he couldn't put down was what he couldn't put down, the era of the human emperor never ended, as long as the princess was still there, as long as the four military flags were still there.

The sound of piercing footsteps came from outside the town, Sikong Mingyao hooked the corners of his lips again, glanced at the wine house, and uneasily laid down two formations again, confirming that no sound came out, flicked his fingers lightly, and a group of dozens of scattered cultivators fell asleep.

The inner guards escaped from the ground one after another, dragging everyone into the neighboring houses, not finding a man or a demon hidden in the shadows of the rugged path.

"What kind of law is this, that it can draw the hearts and minds of others for your own use!"

Yang Tianfeng pretended to be amazed, Donghuang Fang Shuo didn't say anything about it, he also pretended, waited for a long time and spoke leisurely, with a sighing tone, and praised: "What a big dream back to the Heavenly Heart Sutra!"

"Big dreams return to the Heavenly Heart Sutra, big dreams return to the Heavenly Heart Sutra...... But the evil path created by the first human emperor?"

Yang Tianfeng pondered for a long time, and transmitted the sound again, how sure he was in his heart, how uncertain he was, he wanted to be looked down upon more than being looked down upon by the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo, the more inconspicuous and defenseless, and the more defenseless, the more deadly......

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo is a demon, now he is just temporarily living under the eaves, and he will inevitably leave when he recovers, at that time, the Four Seas Alliance is likely not to be the Four Seas Alliance, borrowing chickens to lay eggs, this is not something that does not exist.

"That's right, it's that evil way, and according to my observations, Sikong Mingyao has already refined this Dao method into his own Dao realm, and the entire town in front of him is his Dao realm, and if he wants to enter, he can only calculate. ”

"But if we don't go in, we won't get the four flags, they are the male soldiers retained in the era of the emperor, don't say four, that is, two of them can sweep the world and sacrifice to the emperor of the sky. ”

Saying this, Yang Tianfeng did not desire the four flags in his heart, and he only did not want to be obtained by Luoyang, but in the face of the Eastern Emperor Fang Shuo, he had to make no secret of his greed.

Without this greedy and shady alliance, the relationship will be more fragile, now is not a good time to turn around, it's better to wait, as long as he kills Liu Tai and such an old immortal thing, Donghuang Fang Shuo will be useless, no, it's also good to be a pet beast mount......

Donghuang Fang Shuo didn't seem to know Yang Tianfeng's calculations, he still stared at the town, kept pinching and calculating, and gradually hooked the corners of his mouth, and said: "Don't be impatient, Luoyang and Nannuo are both awake, Sikong Mingyao can't stop them, let's just wait to be fishermen." ”