10,000 meters away from the Yunyan Mountains,

Lin Xianbai controlled the flying sword, and the whole person turned into a white sword rainbow, chasing the red-clothed figure below.

"Yan Xiu, stop me!"

The red figure on the ground was completely unaware, still running fast.

Lin Xianbai saw this, and the doubts between his eyebrows became a little thicker.

Although this was the first time he had found Yan Xiu's traces in the Qingxuan Cave Heaven, the two of them had fought against each other several times in the Xuanqing Continent before.

When was it not he, Yan Xiu, who took the lead? How could he be like this, seeing that he actually ran away without saying a word?

And......

Why is it used to run?!

The two chased again, but even if Lin Xianbai had already driven the flying sword with all his might, he still couldn't catch up with the red figure running with his legs.

After a long time, the two of them were already twenty thousand miles away from the Yunyan Mountain Range, and Yan Xiu stopped.

He looked in the direction of the Yunyan Mountain Range and frowned slightly,

That woman is only in the middle stage of foundation building, which is 20,000 meters, and she shouldn't be able to perceive my breath.

Well, even so, I can finally let go of the fight with Lin Xianbai.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked coldly at the white rainbow that suddenly fell in front of him.

"Boom-"

With a loud bang, the ground in front of him was smashed out of a deep pit by Bai Hong, raising smoke and dust in the sky.

"Yan Xiu!"

As soon as Lin Xianbai landed, he pointed his sword at him and shouted angrily.

"Well, long time no see. Yan Xiu said lightly.

After that, his eyes glanced at Lin Xianbai's left arm, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said, "It's really been a long time since I saw you, and even your hands have grown back?"

Hearing this, Lin Xianbai's face suddenly became gloomy.

A few years ago, when he was hunting the demon clan on the border of the Southern Demon Country, he met Yan Xiu, and when the Dao and demons met, there was naturally a fight.

And that war,

He lost his left arm.

This incident is his eternal shame!

"Ask the elixir of the Immortal Sect, it really deserves its name. Yan Xiu said again.

Lin Xianbai suddenly smiled, and said, "What about your three junior brothers? I think you go to make incense every year on their death day, right?"

"Nope. Yan Xiu shook his head and said lightly: "I was already too burdensome to those three wastes, and it was just right that you helped me kill them at that time." ”

Hearing this, Lin Xianbai frowned, and then he no longer dwelled on this matter, but pointed his sword at him, and said angrily: "The matter of Shiguo, did it by you?!"

"Of course. Yan Xiu smiled lightly and said, "Aside from me, can the rest of the Blood God Sect do this?"

"Bastard, that's tens of millions of lives!" Lin Xianbai roared angrily.

Yan Xiu narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "So what?"

"So what?!"

"I'll let you know!"

Hearing this, Lin Xianbai's anger could no longer be suppressed, and a majestic sword aura suddenly erupted, and he suddenly swung the long sword in his hand.

At the same time, a terrifying sword aura nearly a thousand meters long suddenly appeared above this ground and slashed down towards the ground!

Looking at this powerful blow, Yan Xiu frowned.

Why are you exaggerating like that?

What if the woman found out?

What a hassle......

Yan Xiu waved his blood-red sleeved robe, and his whole body climbed violently, and at the same time, a viscous blood-red majestic spiritual power surged around him, spreading on the ground layer by layer.

Just a moment later, a blood-colored ocean appeared beside him, directly sweeping through the surrounding trees and mountains, corroding them completely.

After the blood-colored ocean was formed, Yan Xiu made another decision, and the spiritual power around his body was released, and at the same time, countless corpses, bones, and skulls and souls appeared, floating above this ocean.

At the same time, a pungent smell of blood began to spread here.

Blood God Sect's Secret Preaching Method,

Blood!

Lin Xianbai's sword qi came in the blink of an eye, and at this time, the blood-red sea of blood suddenly set off a monstrous wave, and the terrifying sword qi nearly a thousand meters long was extinguished in an instant.

The sword qi was shattered by this blood wave!

But Lin Xianbai's expression did not fluctuate when he saw this, this sword was just a small temptation.

After a few years, Yan Xiu's sea of blood was still so strong, even so, he didn't need to do these useless things anymore.

As soon as he thought of this, Lin Xianbai's eyes froze, and the majestic sword qi in his body surged up to the long sword in his right hand, and the middle finger of his left index finger stroked the sword body, making a crisp sword sound.

When two fingers stroked the sword body, the silver-white long sword also began to emerge one after another golden runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

At the same time, the momentum on his body was getting higher and higher, staring straight at Yan Xiu who was in the sea of blood in front of him, and said two words softly.

"Demon Curse!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi on Lin Xianbai's body suddenly exploded!

A golden-armored giant phantom nearly a kilometer tall appeared behind him, and his eyes burst out with a golden light.

The golden-armored giant slammed a golden giant sword larger than his entire body with both hands, and slashed down towards Yan Xiu's sea of blood!

With a swing of the sword, even the sea of clouds in the sky avoided it!

Yan Xiu, who was standing on top of the sea of blood, only shook his head lightly when he saw this, and there was a slight regret between his eyebrows.

"In the past few years, you have been walking a little slowly. ”

The sound was so low that no one heard it.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the sea of blood was instantly shattered by the earth-shattering sword of the golden armor giant!

Even Yan Xiu was instantly slashed into a blood mist!

"How is it possible?" Lin Xianbai was stunned when he saw this, and looked at this scene in disbelief.

His face changed suddenly, and he walked quickly to the blood stains left by the sea of blood, and cast a spell to feel it carefully.

"Ran away?!"

....................

Yunyan Mountains,

A white-haired and red-robed figure slowly walked through the rugged mountain.

Yan Xiu's eyes were slightly confused,

Just now he wanted to fight with Lin Xianbai, and even the most important thing for him to come to Qingxuan Cave Heaven this time.

It is a battle with Lin Xianbai.

But........

Yan Xiu thought of Lin Xianbai's 'demon punishment' again.

This style comes from the secret transmission of the Immortal Sect, which has shone in the battle between demons and demons, and can definitely be said to be the most mysterious Taoism.

It can even be said that it is the strongest means that Lin Xianbai can use in the foundation building period.

Unfortunately, it was not enough.

In the past few years, Lin Xianbai has been walking a little slowly.

At least, slower than him.

He knew that if he really went all out, Lin Xianbai's ending would not change in any way this time, and he would still be defeated like he was when he was at the border of the Southern Demon Kingdom.

But he also knew that even if he really went all out and beat Lin Xianbai, he couldn't keep Lin Xianbai.

In the end, it was just another big battle with no results.

But he was still very confused, because in the past, even if he knew that he couldn't keep Lin Xianbai, he would still let go and fight happily!

Today, however, he chose to leave directly.

Why?

Yan Xiu lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.

He seems to ......

Suddenly I feel tired.

Suddenly, I felt like I was constantly fighting, constantly killing, and constantly improving my cultivation.....

It doesn't seem to make much sense.

He is in his early Chinese New Year's Eve, and has been carefully taught by his master, the Sect Master of the Blood God Sect, since he was a baby.

The first lesson of cultivation is not to feel the aura of heaven and earth.

It's about killing.

Let a five-year-old boy kill a Qi Refining Stage cultivator who had been sealed and cultivated.

He still vividly remembered that his master had given him a knife and told him to cut the monk's throat.

He still vividly remembered the way the monk screamed from his throat as his mouth was gagged.

He remembered more clearly that when he slashed it, the monk's screaming came to an abrupt end.

Also, the blood gushing out, the temperature and the smell of blood when it was sprinkled on his face.

His life began with this killing.

Since he was ten years old, he officially stepped into the path of cultivation, and because of the exercises he practiced, every time he broke through the realm, the number of people he needed to kill was in the thousands.

For more than 20 years, he grew up in constant killing.

He never felt tired, because he had always thought that this was him, Yan Xiu's life.

But now,

He was tired.

Not only does it feel like it's boring to kill, but even the fearless fight is meaningless.

Yan Xiu raised his head,

His expression was dazed.

He wondered when exactly when he felt it all made senseless.

Thinking about it,

He suddenly laughed stupidly.

Because just now in his mind, a red dress suddenly flashed.

Woman

Is it because of you?

Yan Xiu smiled again.

If so,

Not bad?