The boy received a backlash and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The invincible confidence in his eyes shattered as blood spurted out.

Is there such a terrible person in this world?

The young man wanted to escape, but saw that Huang San had come to him at some point. With that little bit of red on his head, this person in front of him descended to earth like a messenger from hell!

"Ahh

Huang San continued to move forward, he remembered that Zhou Yanxi said that he would avenge his grandparents, so he wanted to go back and see!

The town was as peaceful as ever, except that the old man chattering at the door was gone.

The whole town has a little more scarlet, a little more weird. One point of anger, one point of questioning! The soul is questioning Huang San, and it is also questioning the murderer!

Before he could get closer, he heard the sound of a fight ahead.

"Do you have to be the enemy of the world?"

"Hmph, you slaughtered this town, isn't it against the peace of heaven?"

Huang San looked carefully, but it was Wang Bing who fought with three fifth-order soldiers, and he could not even fall behind!

"Tu Zhen?" Huang San was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered what Wang Bing had just said.

"Is it because of me?"

Huang San moved! Like a bolt of lightning, with thunder, with a killing intent, he killed the nearest fifth-order!

The fifth-order reacted almost the moment Huang San moved, and the thin long whip in his hand was whipped behind him.

"Smack!" Huang San was forced to fly out.

Are you still too weak?

Huang San landed steadily, but he was already exposed, and his chest was bright red, shocking!

"Nalan Yus!" There was a fifth-order break free from the Wang soldiers and kill towards Huang San.

Wang Bing wanted to save it, but was stopped by the other two!

Before the person arrived, the realm bound Huang San.

There was something strange about this realm, standing on top of a wasteland, surrounded by broken swords.

Huang San sacrificed the Nalan pen and circled around. In the distance, a broken sword flew up from the earth, staggering and locking Huang San!

Whoosh! The broken sword slashed, and wherever it passed, the broken swords on the ground broke free one after another, suspended in the air.

Ding! Nalan Pen directly met the first broken sword.

After the Qiankun paper appeared, a large number of villains came down from above, each rushing towards a broken sword!

"Collect!" saw that the broken sword was united and turned into a thin sword.

"Nalan Yu, today is your death day!" saw a man appear in the field, holding a thin sword.

"Not necessarily!" Huang San's villain killed the man.

This little man is good to use, but it takes a long time to recover!

The man was a little man with a sword, and he was so happy to kill.

It's Huang San here, with his knees crossed, his eyes closed, preparing a powerful spell!

The reason why spells are respected by Nalan is because spells can also produce realm-like existences!

At this time, a bold thought flashed in Huang San's heart.

What happens if you combine pen, paper, and magic?

Huang San thought of it and went to try, and that fifth-order Daoist naturally wouldn't give Huang San this chance!

I saw a thin sword in his hand, picking up many villains in front of him, and then sweeping it, there was no villain in front of him!

The man held his sword and slashed towards Huang San, but was stopped by a giant tree.

"The Sacred Tree!?"

The man was shocked, how could such an existence as the Ginseng Divine Tree be carried by a Taoist person?

After a short hesitation, the pressure from Huang San was even stronger!

"Death to those who stand in my way!" the man slashed his sword at the ginseng god tree, but the ginseng god tree only shook slightly, not reaping the impact, but on the trunk of the tree, a lot of murderous leaves fell!

These leaves fall slowly, but they hide a deadly edge. It wasn't until the leaves fell on the man's side that the leaves opened their fangs and mouths!

Blood red wounds appeared on the man's body, this is not the most deadly, the man's cultivation actually fell to the fourth order!

It's not a loss, it's like a seal, the man frowned slightly, his strength was sealed, and the pressure brought to him by Huang San became a sense of crisis of death.

"Go!" the rapier snapped out. wanted to bypass the Ginseng God Tree, but the Ginseng God Tree was unwilling to let the thin sword bypass, a branch stabbed at the thin sword, but it was flashed by the thin sword, and the thin sword was towards Huang San, and the Ginseng God Tree was not resisting, letting it go.

The thin sword stabbed at Huang San's eyebrows, if this sword pierced solidly, Huang San was in danger!

Huang San opened his eyes and clamped the sword between his fingers. Ding! The thin sword turned into a broken sword and fell to the ground.

A whole new realm replaces the old one!

This is the realm that Huang San simulated with his magic!

"Pen, ink, paper, scroll!" This is a painting!

Spring comes, wake up! The fragrance flows between the brushes, and the dark green is only limited to the painting!

The man was stunned when the longing person appeared in front of him.

At the beginning of summer, all things are prosperous, and they come into being!

The missing man smiled slightly, and the man laughed too.

At the end of autumn, withering! The grass is yellow and the flowers are falling, and the invisible force sweeps through everything, reaping mercilessly!

The people who miss grow old slowly, and the men grow old too!

The winter solstice, peerless! The sky and the earth are white, everything falls into a deep sleep again, and the man dies as well......

It's nothing more than using a pen to draw what you think in your heart on paper......

"Lovesick killing, the power of time?" Huang San felt that the man's death was related to these two forces.

Could it be that when these forces are strong enough, so-called realms can also be born?

The two of them were shocked in the distance, the strength of this Nalan remnant was so terrifying!

The two had no intention of fighting again, thinking of escaping.

Wang Bing laughed, and the moves in his hands opened and closed, entangling the two.

Huang San's realm spreads over, covering the two of them, and then killing!

The power of time and thought can imperceptibly destroy a person!

Wang Bing smiled, and smiled very happily! The three people in front of him finally ended in death......

Huang San sat paralyzed on the ground, the consumption just now was too great. Sitting in the town, Huang San's mood was guilty, because because of him, there was no whisper in the whole town......

"Hahaha!" Wang Bing smiled and shed a tear, he kept saying that he loved her, but he couldn't even protect her and the people closest to her.

"Huang San! I can't kill anyone. Wang Bing put away his smile, wiped away his tears, and when he stood up again, it was the son of the Wang family again.

"I'll leave the murder to you!"

Wang Bing left, his back was a little lonely and helpless, he didn't know that Zhou Yanxi was still alive......

Huang San walked towards the familiar portal and gently pushed it open, the smell of the past was mixed with blood, he didn't dare to look at it, he didn't dare to think about it. Gently wave your hands and bury it all under the earth.

In the backyard, the broken sword was still there. Huang San pulled out the broken sword, and the soul of his grandfather had long since disappeared.

Gently putting away the broken sword, Huang San looked up into the distance, countless difficulties and obstacles were showing his teeth and claws towards him!

He's going back! Go back......

Huang San left, and the town was completely quiet.

......

......

The slanting sun shone on the water, refracting a blood-red color. The clouds in the distance, red seeping people. Huang San walked forward, and from time to time someone killed him, and from time to time someone died.

"Lin Yancheng?" Huang San looked up at the city in front of him.

"Take a break. ”

Indeed, he was tired.

In the city, a teenager stepped in, and no one noticed, let alone noticed.

The boy found a place on the street, crouched down silently, and fell asleep.

Obviously, there were murderous machines all around, but he slept like this, sleeping peacefully and sweetly.

Someone tried to kill the young man, but a sword light lit up and killed the man!

When it was dawn, the boy woke up and looked at the corpses around him, and he was not surprised.

"Master, Brother Wei, I'll go first!" the young man was Huang San, he cleaned up a little and strode away.

Qing Daozi was annoyed, Huang San could have gone to Guangyin Mountain to seek refuge, but he didn't!

"This kid. Qing Daozi shook his head.

"Grandpa, you'll help him, right?" Xiao Jiu asked.

"Hmm. ”

The city is so noisy, yet so quiet.

Huang San left the city with a smile, and he was followed by a large number of people who wanted to take his life.

"Are you ready?" asked Huang San softly.

Huang San kept moving forward and never looked back, and this time, he finally turned back!

The earth was shattered by landslides! There were corpses everywhere! Rivers of blood flowed! The earth was stained red!

This is the news of the second day of the city......

Huang San stopped and stopped, since he had cleaned up a wave of tails, no one dared to jump out and disturb him.

On this day, the sky in the distance was stained with blood, and it seemed that there was a ninth-order fall. I saw that the sky turned cyan, as if he was protecting Huang San, and also told all Taoists in the world that Huang San was a disciple of my Qing Daozi!