Ling Tiansu's heart was at a loss for a moment, and then he was replaced by indifference and ruthlessness, and his eyes as dark as the eternal night swept away the black dragon: "Resentful Gu, what do you think?"

The black flame in the pupils of the black dragon's eyes was soaring, not as fierce as Ying Long's fighting spirit, but like its owner, it was a little indifferent: "Whatever, anyway, His Highness has only one goal, just a mountain of right and wrong, just Ying Long, it is enough to destroy it." ”

"Target?" he raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were dark like an abyss.

Ying Long snorted coldly, and the mountains trembled: "How can a mere mortal in the world have the qualifications to become His Highness's 'target', if it weren't for the Mandate of Heaven, how could His Highness let his noble body land in this mortal and dirty land!"

He seems to have been accustomed to such natural flattery and praise, and can even say that he is a little tired of listening to it.

Release the reins and step out of the golden cart.

The huge sacred and luxurious golden chariot behind him quickly shrank into inches, turning into a golden light and falling into Ling Tiansu's palm.

"Although it is a mortal body, it has the ability to ascend to the sky, and it is worth making a move. ”

He stood between heaven and earth in the air, his eyes indifferently playing with the small golden car in his hand, and the afterglow faintly looked at the young man who was pointing at the sky on the top of the mountain.

The two dragons surrendered and circled at his feet, and he lightly ordered, "Go." ”

Ying Long's hundred dragon body danced wildly between heaven and earth, and Ying Long, who had received the order, was like a dragon coming out of the abyss into the long sea, carrying a body of thunder and frost rage, approaching the land of right and wrong!

The heart-rending sound of wailing soon resounded through the night.

This group of millions of creatures in the mountains who broke their lives and took their own lives and deaths turned into ice chips in the sky between their merciless breath.

Ling Tiansu walked in the void, and the black dragon followed closely behind him.

The pitch-black long sword at his waist was not unsheathed, and his eyes looked indifferently at the rebellious young man on the top of the mountain who exuded the mysterious aura of heaven and earth.

The young man pointed at the sky and pointed at him coldly, with endless conceit and arrogance on his face: "The gods of the sky can't hear the heart, it is difficult to know my intentions, so I will set foot on the nine heavens, rebel against the gods, and fight the gods without defeat! I will also lead the people and demons who surrender to me to overthrow the heavenly path, dominate the seven realms, and the heaven and earth will change the new lord from now on, you! dare to stop me?!"

Ling Tiansu didn't speak, and a pair of beautiful and indifferent black eyes made it difficult for people to capture any emotion.

The young man laughed wildly again, his black hair dancing wildly in the wind on the top of the mountain, and he had an indescribable awe-inspiring spirit: "The Seven Realms all say that you are the first person in the Heavenly Dao, today I will see if your divine sword is more sharp, or the mortal sword in my hand that changes my life against the gods is more crazy!"

Ling Tiansu shook his head slowly, and his thin lips opened up: "It's a pity that you don't have the qualifications to let me use the sword." ”

The young man snorted coldly, and looked at the black dragon behind him without fear: "If you use the dragon slave to bully each other, I am not afraid!"

"Really?" Ling Tiansu's faint last note had not yet had time to dissipate in the wind of heaven and earth, and the golden flame brilliance on the Xuanhei divine robe faded, with the starlight of heaven and earth, and it was bright for thousands of years, and even the pitch-black flame in the black dragon's eyes was difficult to release half an inch of brilliance.

Heaven and earth fell into an abyss-like darkness, as if returning to the ancient past, the forsaken gods had not yet stolen the fire of the heavenly calamity, and the world was still a dark and eternal world.

The boy's unruly and confident gaze vanished in the darkness.

Heaven and earth are slowly silent.

Forever.

When the flame of the stars was ignited in his dark eyes, the color between heaven and earth returned, and the gilded flame of the black robe ignited.

The sword boy's face was confused and confused, and a faint word came from the wind in his ears: "I took your life." ”

The pupils that had been dilated for a moment regained focus, and his gaze suddenly contracted violently, and he saw the void ten feet away.

The young man of the Protoss in the Xuan robe held a beating bright red heart in the air with his palm.

Blood kept dripping, but it was difficult to stain his palms.

He looked horrified at the young man's slender eyes, which contained a little bit of interest.

A spark randomly popped out from the fingertips of his palm, enveloping the still beating and powerful heart in it.

It was hard to breathe, and the heart that was still alive and powerful under his chest was now turned into a cloud of ashes.

As soon as the wind blew, it easily dissipated into the night.

In his dark eyes, the high-spirited young man who had fought the gods and was undefeated was clearly reflected on the top of the mountain.

But I saw that the young man's vitality was dissipating inch by inch, like a weightless butterfly, falling into the dust and crumbling into ashes.

He looked down at the veined palm prints between his palms and muttered in a low voice, "It's boring." ”

The indifferent flame burning in the pupils of the black dragon's eyes: "It's very boring." ”

He slowly turned his head sideways and glanced at the black dragon's eyebrows: "Are you going?"

The black dragon's voice did not change in the slightest: "Where are you going?"

"Go where you need to go. ”

The black dragon was silent for a while, and a faint sadness appeared in his indifferent flame pupils: "Your Highness clearly knows in your heart that resentment is the sin of the dragon clan, the slave of the divine realm, and the shackles of sin, except to protect Your Highness, you can't go anywhere." ”

When the Xuan Robe descended into the mountain, the hunting was swept up by the wind, and the golden flame was faint, even if he had the majesty of the Nine Heavens God Clan, he still didn't look like a mortal.

The flames on the edge of the black clothes turned into dark gold curly leaf inlays, and a trace of afterglow rippled in the starlight.

"From the moment I let go of the reins, you were free. ”

Throwing down a sentence lightly, ignoring the black dragon's shocked eyes, he landed alone in the Great Right and Wrong Mountain.

This mountain of disrespectful right and wrong, which is difficult to measure, is under his feet, and he takes a step and descends a hundred feet!

From that day, it will be a hundred feet away.

The huge mountain of thousands of living beings' bones and blood accumulated and grown, under his step-by-step crushing, shrunk into inches.

He is like a young tourist in the mountains, his hands are not stained with blood, he walks leisurely, and he has his own bamboo in his chest.

In addition to taking the young man's life, he did not take any more lives from the creatures in the mountains during this period, but just forced the mountain step by step to the place where it belonged.

Ying Long's dragon frost aura that was enough to freeze the sun spread to the soles of his feet, but it couldn't stop his steps in the slightest.

The frost and snow chill was like a subjugation to him, once it was close to three feet around him, even if the chill did not dissipate, he did not dare to release the slightest power of freezing and killing, and carefully collected the killing power of the dragon.

When the top of the mountain sinks under the clouds of the sky, it returns to the world, standing side by side with the mountains.

In the cold mountain world of absolute winter, the starlight reflects the silvery white color of the glacier of death.

He was dressed in black, and he became the only color in this world.

If you don't trample this mountain into purgatory, you won't be able to complete the task.

His footsteps did not stop, as if nothing in this world could stop his steps and Ying Long's slaughter.

At this moment, a fire erupted from the distant mountains.

A red and white corresponding firelight burned out ten miles of red lotus.

The icy world is over, and clusters of red and white fire lotuses bloom brilliantly in the frost of the night.

He paused slightly, paused for a moment, and then continued on his way.

In his dark eyes, a piece of fire was reflected, which seemed to reflect a bit of human warmth in his eyes.

It was the fire of the soul.

Although he felt that this fire lotus was extremely beautiful, it was difficult to enter his world and shook his heart.

Frost no longer spreads Slaughter.

Above the mountains, a silver-white dragon hovers in the sky, even more majestic than the high mountains.

The dragon pupil looked at this ten-mile red lotus in a daze, and in the majestic and ruthless dragon eyes, it seemed that some other things were burned by this firelight.

For example...... Move.

He ignored Ying Long's disrespectful act of disobeying orders, as he had just said, the moment he let go of the reins in his hand and put away the golden cart.

And they were free.

Ten miles further.

In the darkness in front of him, which was dispelled by the firelight, a thin and emaciated red figure slowly seeped out.

The girl held a bamboo umbrella in her hand, which was very common in the mortal world, covering the night of the world an inch above her body.

She had a pale countenance, not much blood on her lips, but not from the fear of death, as if she had been born to be such a pale person.

In the autumn twilight, there is silence.

Maybe he had never seen a weak flower spirit that could block his way so magnificently.

There was more interest in his dark eyes than he had ever had on the top of the mountain.

So he stopped and calmly looked at the girl in red bathed in the firelight.

The girl also stared at him fixedly, and her flat eyebrows seemed to contain thousands of mountains and rivers.

She smiled at him, her smile was very pale, and she asked, "Do you want to see a prosperous rain in the world?"

The girl's dark eyes were as dark as a mirror, and his ancient and waveless face was clearly reflected.

The heart is indifferent, but for some reason, seeing that pale and inexplicably familiar face, another soul separated by eternal years, the throat is slightly stagnant.

The illusion collapsed, the red clothes were blurred, and the red lotus fire gushed out, and the frost was heavy and cold.

The scenery is like the moon in the water being disturbed by someone with stones, and there are many ripples and scattered.

The scroll in his hand stopped retrospectively, and the silver-white light faded away.

A force pushed him back into reality.

When he suddenly came back to his senses, the ancient scroll in his hand was already tightly held in the palm of his hand.

There was a black glow under his blue eyes, and his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

Between the violent ups and downs of the chest, the bright pupils are no longer green and ignorant, and they have been stained with the vicissitudes of countless years.

Countless doubts and bewilderments welled up in his heart.

What is that?

Ying Long?

Black Dragon?

With such a powerful and ancient existence, a single breath was enough to instantly kill the sacred dragon of the Pavilion Lord on the other side.

How could it be at his feet.

Is the mountain range that is enough to reach the sky called the mountain of right and wrong?

When and where did he be?!

And also...... The girl in red, why didn't he remember this person, but as soon as he saw her face, there would be an unforgettable pain in his body.

At the last moment, the face reflected in the girl's pupils.

Ling Tiansu's fingers stroked his face stiffly.

Clear...... It's not this face.