On that sword light, the round little fish raised their heads, the black and white fins jumped, and the white light cut into the night in an instant, shrouded in a place full of gloomy horrors, which was the underworld.

There was a jackdaw tree on the outskirts of hell, on which sat several old crows, their stiff feathers, and their black beaks, and their paws buckled to the treetops, they did not look like birds that were worried during the day, and they writhed on the side, like bald birds devouring carrion, and with a loud wah-wah, the whole jackdaw tree trembled.

In the old house behind this, it looks very simple, two links of one line, a small pool on the left, a thick smoke on the right, the night, the black-robed man who blends into it, smiles slightly, one is happy, one palm is bitter, one looks at each other calmly, and the rest are ruthless.

Under a candle flame, the curled body revealed his eyes, under the small black robe, his face was very round, like a steamed bun just cold, in fact, in his expression, there was sympathy, and a faint smile.

He stretched out his childish palm and slowly probed into the basin of water that was still on the table, disturbing the calm of the water, and dozens of black-robed people in the surrounding night lowered their heads at the same time, looking at the night in front of them.

In the world of water, the big bowl is upside down, all the qi is increasing, and one by one the faces appear in it, and the blurred facial features are covered with a sense of mystery, and he muttered:

"A thousand faces. ”

A water, dotted with thousands of flowers, on the bulging snort, the half of the small hair, at the same time appeared the black eyes of the whole night, the curled body slowly sat up, he breathed on the candle flame.

In the octagonal altar, Lang Bai smiled wantonly, a water curtain was revealed under his feet, and a blood-colored water knife was rushing up to the sky, he was going up at Li Shuishan's head, he wanted to cut off his soul.

He wanted to put Li Shuishan's soul into his own pocket, opened his wide mouth, and spit out a warning word: "My thoughts, take away people's souls, worthy of my heart." ”

The young hand transformed again, pressing on the entire altar, as if the person above the altar was the sky, this immature palm was to take away the sacrificial things, and a few voices floated in the sky, "The fighting soldiers descended from the sky, and the water was cool." ”

The blood in Li Shuishan's hand flowed on the ground, dripping, this voice felt a trace of confusion in his ears, and he also saw the dead world, the world that made people extremely curious, but the process was extremely painful.

The little boy's palm pressed on his head for the first time, and a person in his eyes was dancing with a sword, pulling up a big posture, mocking all the little locust trees around him, and the pug that licked his face sat silently under the tree, wagging his big tail and looking at him, everything was blurring and dissipating.....

For the first time, he felt the approach of death, he was hit by a big knife on the head, at this time, the fairy sword opened his eyes, like a wolf king in the middle of the night, buzzing and shaking, the little boy under the candle flame, smiled and said: "The fairy sword is here." You are commonly known as the person of the fairy sword inheritance, I have been waiting, but I have been silently waiting here for so long, and you are finally here

。 ”

"The red-robed man has a grudge against me, although he trapped me in the temple for the rest of my life and could not escape, but my mark on it has been pierced to the water, and there is no longer any concern in my heart. I am an evil eye, and one eyeball loses half of my cultivation, but I am not afraid.

I have left him my other eyes, and even if I only have two empty eye sockets, I will still be invincible to them when I step out of the Nameless City.

Not only did I want to see what effect your wooden bead boy had on killing me, but I also asked the red-robed man of the temple what you were capable of killing me. ”

In the abrupt night, an old man stepped on the back of the sword light with a cold face, stepping on the stone sword, and the place he went straight to was exactly what the nameless city didn't dare to say more, the underworld.

There is a young, silent, empty little boy living here, just to say, no one has ever seen his true face, whether it is Xiu Nen, or a white pockmark, it is a black robe to cover up, cast spells in the night, so that the whole night slowly wafts a smell of white phosphorus, this is the dead corpse of the dead burning green fire, like a ghost fire, whenever someone goes to a pit in the middle of the night, as soon as he looks up, the fire is staring at that person.

Within four or five days, no matter how much the person drove away, he would always feel a palm pressed against him behind his shoulder, and this would become a huge shadow.

Now, the sword light of the Pisces on the horizon has rushed to the direction of hell.

All the monks in the city went out, some sat cross-legged, some spread their legs, and made a commemorative gesture, they had never seen such a strong figure come to kill, and the killing of people belonged to hell.

One of them muttered, "Who in hell can offend Mr. Church, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive." ”

Another person said: "The mystery of hell is difficult to speculate, and the little boy is in charge, and it is mixed with some evil things, which makes people look unstable, so it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible." ”

Someone went on to say: "The Ethereal School, Sun Moon Hall, Mr. Church, the legend is that it is cultivated with yin and yang, and it is extremely unchanged, and the whole body makes people look ethereal, elegant and natural, no matter who goes to ask for advice, he will speak calmly, just as the outside world says: the missionary cannot be judged by good or bad words, and blame them; ”

Another person shook his head, "Pisces Dao, it's not for us to figure it out, see what happens to Mr. Churchill, will there be any turnaround?"

In the night sky, two starspots moved direction, like eyes, blinking.

Mr. Church's Pisces sword light arrived, and the sky all over the sky pulled out a brilliant qi, like a trapped beast killing on a chess game.

The little boy's action of exploring the water remained unchanged, and the dozen or so black-robed people in front of him disappeared, holding a few wooden bones in their hands, and the crow feathers that fell one by one floated in the sky, like wailing, like crying, their voices were quietly transmitting, making movements on their knees, and singing at the same time:

"The rain is falling, and each goes its own way. ”

"It's coming, helpless. ”

"The remnants are breathing, and the wind leads to thunder. ”

"Witchcraft is shaking, and the dust is thin. ”

All of them looked up at the sword light, and the crow flew off to form a huge bird, and a strong wind blew in the dark night, blowing the surrounding houses down, and its sharp claws grabbed at the sword light of the two fishes. When it was near, all the people in the city saw clearly that it was a battle between two fish and one bird.

The bird stretched out its claws and grabbed at this sword light fiercely, and a sword slashed its claws, through its body, roaring in the sky and dissipating.

But its sound instantly covered the entire area of Nameless City.

Wow wow wow~

Mr. Churchey snorted coldly and scolded: "Damn, if you are looking for death, I will ignore my previous friendship with you." Wherever you come from, you will be beheaded. Let your soul not go back to your hometown, and die in the world. ”

The sword kept rushing into the front, went straight away, and approached Lao She in the underworld, and the dozen or so black-robed people spit out a mouthful of black blood, and all stood up, they pointed to the sky with both hands, and read:

"Borrow witch, borrow spear. ”

A huge spear exposed an iron arrow, rushing towards the sword light with a sharp impact into the sky, and finally blocked by the sword, the friction reached several miles of sparks, and a spear figure in his eyes pointed a witch spear at the coming thing, stabbing fiercely, this time the target of the assassination was Mr. Church.

He pinched his hands, and a sky-high aura permeated out, and the thin aura of the radius of several miles condensed, and the crowd of people living three or four miles away, several of them retreated one after another.

The houses, the land, and countless stones in front of him melted in an instant, turned into breath, and returned to the elegant old man in the sky, his eyes were like stars, and on his eyebrows could sit a slender woman, the wrinkles on his face were slightly stacked, which was a breath accumulated by the years.

He held down the long sword in his hand, and pulled up a huge Pisces disc, there was a purple shadow on the disc, blending into it, and the silence inside ingested a restlessness, and when the surrounding aura condensed more really, this breath would appear more clearly.

The sorcerer on the other side, the spear in his hand was sucking even more, and there was a man in it, trembling under the black robe, he actually found that his body was exposed, his body was torn open, revealing the demon body inside, he was a demon, Qiu Shuisheng.

Autumn aquatic life, elegant with the fragrance of books, but a shabby appearance, the demonic energy was slowly attracted away, and the attraction place was the yin and yang Pisces, there was a Pisces around his chest, which gradually dissipated in the struggle.

When Qiu Shuisheng roared, the little boy's immature palm into the water was already holding Li Shuishan's palm, and the boy's mark in his left hand faded a lot, and the moment he raised it, the little boy carefully clicked down, and a breath belonging to him was integrated into the altar, this wooden bead boy was dim, and he smiled: "Useless." ”

"Borrowing the body of the fourth son and deducting one of my eyes, I also settled the cause and effect. ”

"That's it. ”