The sun hangs high in the sky, sprinkling its light and heat on the earth impartially. There is no distinction between the old and the young, and there is no distinction between the high and the low. Great love is as ruthless as it gets.

When the young deer wade through the stream, there are birds passing through the forest.

At first, I could only see a dark red point of light on the horizon, approaching in the blink of an eye.

The tail of the flame is connected into a line of fire, like a godman waving his pen, cutting through the sky.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Zhuangguo were almost burned by this line of fire, and suddenly a black light rushed into the sky, blocking the way.

There is a cold connection between heaven and earth, and the vitality is surging. The southeast, northwest, and northwest are connected at once!

This corner of the sky in the northeast of Zhuangguo was shrouded in dark clouds.

Sunny days fade into darkness.

A muffled snort sounded in the air: "Nine Evil Xuanyin!"

The point of light only entangled with the clouds for a moment, and then fell from the sky.

The point of light fell faster and faster, and it became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it ......

Whistling like a starfall!

......

The countryside outside Maple Grove is rarely inhabited. There is only a small Taoist temple, which has long been dilapidated and abandoned.

"Boom!"

The fire fell to the ground, smashing out a huge deep pit, but it seemed to be restrained by some force, and the aftermath did not expand. When the billowing smoke cleared, a man in a flame robe appeared.

This person has sword eyebrows and sideburns, handsome and handsome, and the red flame robe has a retro and elegant pattern, and he is extraordinary. It was only at this time that the sideburns were scattered and the robe was cracked, which showed a little embarrassment.

"I didn't expect that my Zuo Guanglie would die in such a poor and remote ......" The flame-robed man's eyes flickered, and he was already around, and asked with an inexplicable abruptness: "What is the name of this place?"

The sun flickered again, and the meteorite fell. A few beggars who lived in the Poguan had already been frightened and were kowtowing in front of the gate, and when they heard the question, one of them trembled and said, "Immortal...... Immortal master, this is the outskirts of Fenglin City, this Taoist temple...... I...... We don't even know the name. ”

The flame-robed man's fingers moved slightly, ready to wipe these beggars away.

In today's world of great strife, the nations are constantly fighting. But in recent years, there has not been a war as fierce as the Qin and Chu battles. The two sides invested nearly 100,000 cultivators, and the river valley plain at the center of the battle was left with no grass left, and the ground was sunk for hundreds of miles.

As the core figure of the losing side, especially when he broke through Hangu Pass alone, he almost reversed the tide of the battle, and there is no need to complain when he is chased by heaven and earth.

It's just that these beggars are also beggars of Zhuangguo. Zhuang Guo dared to secretly help the tyrannical Qin and let him set up an ambush in the territory...... These people deserve to die.

But Zuo Guanglie turned his hand again and shook out the sparks that came out of his fingertips.

"Zuo Guanglie, Zuo Guanglie, is this your weapon? angry at these poor people who no one cares about at all?"

Zuo Guanglie muttered and sighed, "Let's go." ”

He turned his head with his hands in his hands, already looking at the ink-stained sky. His enemies are there, and those strong people who are hidden in the shadows, approaching like a pack of wolves, are the people he wants to kill!

The beggars, as if they had been pardoned, got up and ran. Only the beggar who was the first to reply hesitated for a moment in Poguan, but the companion next to him pulled him down fiercely: "Do you want to die?"

The beggars ran wildly, and they had never run like this for themselves in about their lives.

Zuo Guanglie didn't look away, but frowned slightly, "Don't you take your companions away?"

There are no secrets in the realm of his spiritual insight.

The wooden statues of the gods in the Taoist temple have long since disappeared, or have been burned by beggars as firewood. But at the moment there was still a weak beggar lying under the offering table, motionless, probably counting the days and waiting for death—that was why the beggar had hesitated before.

It's also human nature to run for your life without burden. But Zuo Guanglie couldn't ignore it.

Those who come out of the battlefield know the meaning of companionship best. Zuo Guanglie knew very well that his body was almost exhausted, but he would not forget what had brought him to where he was today.

The words of the mysterious immortals, the beggars did not dare to refuse, and they even ran back in a swarm.

Desperately trying his best, panting.

But to the eyes of some who are here, they are no more tenacious than an ant, and no less fast than a snail.

It's really ...... It's too slow!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

There was a dense screaming sound that was suddenly approaching in the sky.

It was countless translucent water arrows flying like a swarm of locusts, gathered by some kind of force and shooting towards Zuo Guanglie's side.

The vitality of the water industry is surging wildly in this world.

The translucent arrow rain takes the shape of a giant funnel, obscuring half of the sky!

This is a very representative large-scale lethal Dao technique of the Great Qin Military Department, a rain of arrows.

"It's coming!"

Zuo Guanglie looked up at the sky, the strong wind stirred his flame robe and long hair, and he raised his right hand high. The wide sleeves of the red flame robe slipped off, revealing jade-carved arms.

Fair and powerful.

A red ball of light was born in the palm of his hand, and the next moment it shone brightly. Intense intense light radiates in all directions.

Just like Zuo Guanglie, he raised a sun with one hand!

This is Zuo Guanglie's original Taoist technique, and at the age of fifteen, he became famous in the Yellow River Society.

Yang Explosion!

Countless translucent water arrows refracted the sunlight falling from the sky into a rainbow of colors, and the next moment it was dyed red.

It was a fiery red, fiery red!

With the left Guanglie and the right hand as the center of the circle, the sky is shrouded in red, and the rain of arrows is empty.

The scene is so magnificent that it's hard to notice the faint ink marks in the corners of the scroll.

Before the yang burst spread, countless arrows had already escaped and rained down. The running beggars fell to the ground one after another. The corpses were densely packed with holes through them.

They didn't even have a chance to let out a scream, they were dead in an instant.

Life is so fragile.

"Indiscriminate killing, is it also your way?" Zuo Guanglie's mouth hooked up a touch of sarcasm, and he didn't know who he was saying it to. But a pair of eyes as bright as stars have gradually been covered by a cold emotion.

"Whoever dares to keep his hand when he kills Zuo Guanglie is a complete fool. With an icy voice, a group of monks wearing dark robes floated to the ground, faintly sealing the four directions.

The first cultivator has a thin face and a pale complexion. The robe on the body is embroidered with frost patterns on the corners of the robe.

He had a pair of narrow eyes, and he stared at Zuo Guanglie tightly with those eyes: "Just ants, also in your eyes?"

While he was speaking, the Xuan-robed cultivator who came with him had already pinched the trick. Their movements were surprisingly consistent, as if carved out of a mold.

A series of eighteen translucent water snakes suddenly formed, screaming in the air, devouring the left light.

From appearance to hands-on, not a single breath is wasted.

The low-level Dao technique of the Snake Binding was extremely fierce and ferocious under their subtle manipulation.

The left light did not change color, and as soon as he pulled his hands, a flame knife took shape in his palm.

"Ram white. ”

He held the flame knife in his hand, and after a few turns, he slashed the approaching water snake in two.

With a Dao technique of the level of the Flame Knife, he didn't need to kill it at all.

"Since even the Nine Evil Xuanyin Array has moved here, why are you still wasting your life with this boring Dao technique!"

"Don't get me wrong...... My respect!" Ram Bai spread out his hands in front of him, and suddenly raised them up, "Get up!"

The body of the water snake that fell to the ground not only did not melt away, but jumped up one after another in the next moment, cut off its tail and gave birth to its head, and half of its head continued its tail.

One is divided into two, and two is divided into four...... Under the influence of the Nine Evil Xuanyin Array, these water snakes became more and more ferocious.

This is a new change in the Bondage of the Snake, which has never been seen before. It can be said that it has given a new life to the Snake Bondage, giving this Dao technique a broader application space. It must be the result of painstaking research by the military department of the Qin State.

Its name is the Snake Cave of the Troubled Water.

Hiss ~ hiss ~ hiss ~

The voice is harsh and heart-wrenching.

The dense and hideous water snake surrounded Zuo Guanglie, and as far as the eye could see, it seemed to be in an endless snake cave!

He seemed to be in a desperate situation.

But his voice was still ringing, clear and determined.

"Win Wu is even willing to call the Nine Evil Xuanyin Array, I deserve to die. But this broken Taoist temple doesn't even have a name...... How can this nameless place be qualified to bury my Zuo Guanglie!?"

Flames burst from his body.

Blazing, teeth and claws.

This fire ignites as soon as it encounters things, and spreads out in an instant.

Fire Walk, Burning the Plain.

When he was seventeen years old, he used this technique to burn thousands of Yin Demons, and he was terrifying!

The entire Chaotic Water Snake Cave burned, and countless water snakes struggled and hissed in the flames, turning into water vapor.

Zuo Guanglie rose from the countless snake corpses to the sky, his long hair was flamboyant, and his momentum was violent.

At this moment, there was a roar of an eagle!

A giant black eagle swooped down from the sky, facing the light on the left, its wings fluttering.

Hundreds of iron feathers roared with sword light, each sword light was of a different knife style, either fierce or vicious.

The sword light was like a shower, pouring down, and slashed Zuo Guanglie into the snake cave again.

Trap Beast: Feather Eagle.

On the back of the flying eagle, the barefoot man with his face covered with a mask and a copper box hanging from his back stood silently. In other words, his words are already in the light of the sword.

With the support of the Nine Evil Xuanyin Array, ten thousand snakes grew wildly and continued to regenerate. The art of burning the prairie was not long-lasting, and it was slowly dissolved.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and there are constantly water snakes chiseling wounds on Zuo Guanglie's body, with bloody flowers. Zuo Guanglie snorted at most, and swung the flame knife with one hand, only slashing back the water snake that was attacking the vital point.

Ten thousand snakes devour their bodies, and Xuanyin slashes their souls.

You can see how much pain he has suffered from the bruised forehead, but his gaze is firm, and his other hand is still pinching.

He didn't give up for a moment!

Ram Bai glanced at the man on the back of the flying eagle and no longer hesitated. Ten fingers clasped together, held in front of him, long hair without wind automatically, "Now tie your hands, you can still have the whole corpse sent back to your homeland......! Even I can't control the power of this Dao technique next!!"

The temperature plummeted, and a white frost froze on his brow. The entire Troubled Water Serpent Cave was stagnant, covered in a layer of ice.

This is the most yin and cold, indestructible extreme cold ice.

And this Dao technique is a secret technique that the famous ram family of the Qin State urges with the power of blood, the Xuanbing Dungeon.

Those who enter this dungeon will exhale frost for one breath, freeze blood flow for two breaths, and freeze for three polyps.

The water snake froze into an ice snake, and Zuo Guanglie was also covered in white frost.

Ram Bai watched all this silently, and the next breath was the blood flow.

But!

Everyone present suddenly heard the sound of the river rushing, the turbulent turbulence was like a raging wave, it was Zuo Guanglie's blood rushing!

"Boiling! blood! burning! soul!"

The robe is burning, the long hair is burning, the eyebrows and eyes are burning, the flesh and blood are burning, and the soul is ...... It's burning!

Body and mind, life and soul, everything is burning.

Ice turns into water, flowing water turns into steam, whether it is the chaotic water snake cave or the ice dungeon, they are all disintegrating in an instant. In the vast white vapour, Zuo Guanglie has become a fire man.

He looked down at his flaming hands and muttered, "It's worthy of the Imperial Forbidden Technique." In this power, I seem to see ...... The true meaning of fire. ”

Then he suddenly looked at the sword feather flying eagle in the sky, "Nice toy." ”

The voice fell, and the person appeared in mid-air.

The barefoot masked man was on tiptoe, and the whole person fell in an inverted position, allowing the precious sword feather flying eagle to be destroyed into ashes by the raging flames!

"To save your life, this is not enough, Mo Jingyu!" Zuo Guanglie's hands pinched at a dazzling speed, and the Dao technique was completed in an instant.

The fireworks seem to be born out of thin air, but they are endless. The whole sky was invaded by flames, and the sky, the earth, and everything in the war space were in flames.

Even the evil clouds condensed in the sky by the Nine Evil Xuanyin Array seemed to have become firewood for the flames!

Fireworks burn the city!

This Dao technique can be said to be Zuo Guanglie's most genius creation, and at the age of nineteen, he used this technique to break the city in one battle!

The Flower of Flame is the ultimate beauty and the ultimate power.

The masked man named Mo Jingyu spread his hands wide in the upside-down flight, his ten fingers spread out, each finger was connected to a translucent silk thread, and the other end of the silk thread was connected to the copper box, and he suddenly pulled out!

Puppet Crow!

His ten fingers were like flowers, and dense puppet crows flew out of the box and rushed towards the flames. Each crow extinguishes a ball of fireworks, but the fireworks seem to be endless, and the number of crows flying out is getting smaller and smaller.

The ram didn't care about the broken Xuanbing dungeon, the power of the blood veins was mobilized, and he pressed his index finger against his chin, and suddenly opened his mouth! The white cold mist gushed out from his mouth, and wherever it swelled, the flames were annihilated.

Bloodline Secret Technique: Breath into Frost!

The group of Taoists he brought did not hesitate to pinch the trick together.

The water vapor from the collision of fireworks and hoarfrost in the air gathers high in the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white water vapor gathers into clouds. Then the white clouds turn cloudy, the clouds lead to the clouds, and the clouds layer on top of the clouds.

Suddenly, there was a downpour, and the screams broke through the air.

Gathering, cumulus clouds, and cloudy clouds, the combination of the three Dao techniques, the high-level water Dao technique, and the rainstorm are continuous!

"Is that the end?" Zuo Guanglie, who was burning all over his body, shouted: "How can you kill me?!"

His momentum exploded, and his coercion was like a landslide.

In the sea of fire, he looked up to the sky and roared: "The power of extreme flame, burn the sky and boil the sea, Zhu Rong True Ancestor, come into me!"

In his body, a little different from the other warm swallowing fire, suddenly swelled.

Just this swelling change, the sky crow spontaneously combusted!

The cultivators who besieged Zuo Guanglie vomited blood.

Even the ram's white face turned miserable, "How is it possible! Where did he get the seed of Zhu Rong! How can he urge Zhu Rong's true body?"

"This is Zuo Guanglie...... Mo Jingyu cut off the connection with the puppet flying crow in time, and at this moment, he spread a pair of iron wings on his back, hanging on the side of the ram Bai, and his voice was so solemn that he couldn't dissolve, "Almost single-handedly, kill the characters who pass through Hangu Pass!"

In the midst of this huge, infinitely expanding power of the Fire Dao, Zuo Guanglie roared: "Who is qualified to kill me!"

"Come on!

"Ram White!"

With a wave of his hand, the fire Jiao tore through the air, forcing the ram Bai Mo and others to retreat one after another.

"What a famous family! A genius! In front of me, do you dare to call yourself arrogant? You group of weaklings, cowards, and incompetents!"

He seemed to have been burned mad by the seed of Zhurong and lost his mind.

"The family is ashamed and the country is hated, and it is difficult to wash the river and the sea!"

He laughed, laughing so much that he burst into tears, but the tears were burned dry in an instant.

"The great head is here, who can cut it?"

"I am the only one who kills my body, and the only one who burns my soul is Zhu Rong!"

Behind him was a majestic and fiery spirit phantom holding a fire dragon in his hand, and the powerful coercion was suffocating.

"Who can kill me?!"

Mo Jingyu backhanded, wanting to open the copper box he was carrying and resort to the last means of saving his life. But his hands kept shaking, and he didn't have the strength to lift the lid at all.

In his spiritual perception, there is no outskirts, no broken views, not even a person. There is only fire, only boundless flames. The skyrocketing temperature almost distorted the space and nearly incinerated his mind.

He may be able to support it for a while, or he may die in the next breath. Life is no longer autonomous.

Before such a great force, what was the difference between him and the dead beggars before him?

......

On the horizon, there was a cold light, coming from the west.

Ram Bai just swept this scene with the illusion that his eyes were cut! He didn't have time to explore, because only at the moment he saw it, the cold light had already escaped in front of Zuo Guanglie's body, and it passed by!

Zuo Guanglie's roar came to an abrupt end.

"It's noisy. ”

A young man dressed in white suddenly appeared.

He had a cold face, standing sideways, as if he was forever keeping his distance from the world.

He slowly put his sword into its sheath, and his voice was so flat that it didn't fluctuate in the slightest.

Zuo Guanglie's head fell suddenly, and his bones spun around twice on the ground, but because of the boiling blood burning soul, not a single drop of blood could be sprayed.

It was only then that a piercing thunderous scream sounded in the air!

It was the sound of a man in white coming west with a sword and cutting through the sky!

......

Ram Bai and Mo Jingyu glanced at each other, and they both saw the huge horror in each other's eyes.

"Li Yi, I am ordered by His Royal Highness Yingwu......"

But Ram Bai just shut up as soon as he said this, and he didn't have time to finish his words, so he picked up Zuo Guanglie's head at the next moment, turned around and flew away.

Because the man in white had turned his gaze to him.

His hair, his eyebrows, his eyes, and even the corners of his lips were as sharp as a sword. His eyes were flat and almost tepid.

But there was a chilling indifference in this warmth.

Whether it is a genius inherited from the ancient temple hundred schools, or a number of famous bloodlines in the world.

No one dared to ask why, no one dared to say a word more.

There are only the backs of those who are in a hurry to go away.

......

Zuo Guanglie died, but the Zhurong fire in his body did not dissipate, but was still slowly expanding.

This power is not at all controllable by Zuo Guanglie, who has run out of oil, he is just an introduction, a medium, with his genius and determination, so that the great power of Zhurong's true body can have a trace of catharsis in this world.

The man in white shook out a black token and stared at it lightly.

The black token was silent for a long time before a domineering voice sounded, "Liangqing." ”

As soon as the words fell, the token with an extraordinary material seemed to be unable to withstand this sound, and instantly shattered into countless black dust, slid through Li Yi's fingers, and fell in a slump.

It wasn't until all the Daoists had left and the token in his hand had shattered that Li Yi tilted his head slightly to look at the swelling Zhurong Flame.

He stretched out a long, thin white hand, and folded his five fingers into a pocket.

It was only at this moment, when no one could notice it, that he showed a trace of childlike innocence in his usual gentleness and indifference.

Gently shouted, "Bang!"

At the same time as the five fingers opened, it happened to be the time when the seed of Zhurong exploded.

An invisible force restrained the explosion, preventing it from spreading, only blasting Zuo Guanglie's body into countless pieces of minced flesh.

The crimson flame flowers bloom in a small world, extremely bright in an instant, and brilliant in one side.

This extreme beauty is only for him alone.

The corners of Li Yi's mouth curled slightly, but it only converged for a moment.

The fireworks are gone.

He didn't look at what Zuo Guanglie's corpse had left, and he didn't have the slightest nostalgia, his body was full of sword light, and he disappeared in an instant.

......

From beginning to end, in this nameless battle outside the Broken Pavilion, no one paid any attention to the Broken Pavilion.

For a strong cultivator, it is difficult to take care of the weak Zhuang State. For the three thousand miles of Zhuang Kingdom, Maple Forest City is also as small as dust. And even for the small Maple Grove itself, this broken view in the suburbs has long been forgotten.

But in this ruined Taoist temple, there is no one.

It was a beggar who was dying and was already waiting for death.

He was ready to die and waiting, but he wasn't dead yet, and he "heard" the battle from beginning to end.

When the battle is over, everything is quiet.

He's alive.

He may be lucky, but the word luck is so incompatible with him. His ragged clothes, his emaciated face, and even his near-free breathing all illustrate the definition of unhappiness.

But he was alive after all.

He thought for a moment, turned over, and rolled out from under the offering table.

He gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and struggled to his feet.

He stood up after all.

From the offering table to the outside of the Taoist temple, there are a total of 137 steps.

Moved from the door of the Taoist temple to Zuo Guanglie's corpse, a total of three hundred and twenty-four steps.

The beggar silently counted his steps, and kept telling himself that he was almost there.

It's almost there.

Every muscle in the body was protesting, trembling.

No one knows where the strength came from to keep him going.

His amazing perseverance has no audience.

Now he stood in front of Zuo Guangyeol's corpse, and the trek had finally come to an end—if that pile of minced meat could still be called a corpse.

He squatted down slowly, slowly, too hard to squat, so he simply sat down.

He was really sick, and from the smudges that made his face unrecognizable, he could still see the frailty whiteness,

Even his hands were shaking.

Trembling and groping in that pile of minced meat, groping.

Shredded meat, minced meat, bone stubble, broken metal of some kind, minced meat, finger bones, unrecognizable half of a piece of wood......

A bottle!

Turning over the unrecognizable mass of flesh and blood, I found this half-cut jade bottle!

The mouth of the bottle was all blown away, and only half of the bottle belly remained.

The beggar suppressed his slightly heavy gasp and brought the jade bottle to him.

He carefully removed a piece of minced meat from the bottle and looked to the bottom of the bottle.

He saw the only thing left in the bottle, a black, round elixir, and his breath stagnated.

He recognized it, it was what he had thought about for a long time, and he had once gained and lost it in the end, the Kaimai Dan!