This voice is extremely vicissitudes. With reluctance and resentment.

Once soaring in the sky in a dream, but the soul fluttered on the way, but there was no way out, which is sad and unwilling.

In a trance, the heavens and the earth shook.

It's like being stuck in a dream. Thousands of miles of spring are coming. In the middle of spring, there is another leaf.

There is a sound of autumn in the leaves, and the lights fall after the third watch. Look at people in the night from afar.

It was a man, standing on the top floor of the palace.

From a distance, it is magnificent and majestic. It is like the most domineering Lingyun sword in the world, standing at the head of heaven and earth.

It's just that this is a sad sword, showing loneliness in a violent trembling.

This is a powerful man in the world, and in the midst of the storm, it will show its curtain again.

Dragons, chariots and phoenixes, waiters like clouds. The followers are like stars and moons, surrounded by young and merry kings.

Everyone seemed to see the man's spring breeze at that time, and they traveled for a day to see the clouds and the spring breeze full of moonflowers.

It's just that in the wind, the flowing water is really the flow, and the moonflower wind and the moon are the wind.

Flowing water becomes a stream, the moon flowers become empty, and the wind and the moon melt with the wind.

That's all dissipating. The demonic clone kept raising its head. The trembling sound of the sword was even more intense, and the mourning was heard even louder.

The man stretched out his hand, as if to hold on to the curtains. It's just that the tighter he grasps, the faster those scenes dissipate, and in an instant, they turn into fine sand. Flowing through the palm of your hand.

A sigh was long again.

This is an unmistakable sigh. This is a dream of the past after all.

Dreams can't be kept, but the pain of broken intestines is always like heartache. It's a blade with a handle cut in the heart. It's just that this sting can't hide the loss in my heart.

"The wind and snow in the world can't be kept after all. You can't just stop talking. Such a fate cannot be chosen. ”

"The Dawn Loses ......"

"Without this dawn, the world loses its meaning of existence. The heaviest thing in the world is this human kindness and righteousness. It's a bond between people. ”

"Although I am the lord of the demons, I do not know human feelings, but I know the weight of this kindness. ”

"It's just that, it's just in my heart. At the moment of change, it is vulnerable. ”

"How much unwilling, stay last night's dream. How many tears, dry and cold hearts? Defeated... After all, it's invincible, it's invincible......"

The sound dispersed with the wind, and finally dissipated.

This is just a mark of the past, a melancholy left by the former lord of the palace.

The demonic clone also sighed softly. This taste is the taste of loss. He had tasted it.

This taste is rendered in the body, and it is constantly cut and locked in the heart for a lifetime.

He seemed to hear the sound of the wind and rain of the year, and occasionally there were sheng songs. It's just that this is a lonely song, stirring up ripples in the lonely river, with pain from the heart.

The night is fiery red, and the dome is not full of stars, sparse and sparse, but it is like a fire burning curtain.

Some people create a big dream, and they don't wake up when they fall into a dream that is too deep.

It's just that it's not a man's dream, it's a sword's dream.

The man had already dissipated, and all that was left was Ling Tian's sword intent. The ink is rolling in the sky, cutting the sky a thousand times.

Although the Hua Palace has been buried, the sword qi is still there. Swing back to the sky and suppress the successive forces of the tombs of all gods and demons.

It was as dark as night, suddenly like a mirror moon rising and the sky was shining, and a curtain of smoke and rain was hazy.

Thousands of miles are clear, and the sky is empty. In the haze, jagged palaces, carved railings and jade masonry. In the music, beautiful people and wine, beautiful scenery.

"Grandpa, the front is so beautiful. And those sisters, they are all good-looking. Chu Yi's eyes lit up when he saw those fairies dancing.

When I saw those delicious wines and delicacies, I even swallowed my saliva.

This scene is naturally not a real scene, just a phantom scene. It's just that whether it's dangerous or not, it's not yet known.

I don't see the green moss, but it has changed. The palace was still full of sword intent, and it was suffocating. Even the monstrous momentum of the tomb of thousands of gods on this side must be retreated in this sword, and the speed of rotation must be suspended.

"Here.... I've been here too. Clearly remember, there is no palace ahead. Aoki exclaimed.

"The man is strong. The demonic clone spoke.

The man who dispersed was magnificent. The demonic aura is monstrous, and even the most pure demon in the world, the demonic clone, feels suffocated and wants to surrender and worship under this demonic energy.

"Lord of all demons. Demonic nature is far beyond my ..... Its aura was even more vast than that of the Extreme Resentment Clone, hundreds of times more powerful. Even... Immeasurable. ”

"Who is this person, and why are there so many tombs of gods and demons?"

"It's obviously a demon, why is it stationed in the Immortal Court?"

The demonic nature is incomprehensible in the body and mind.

What is the fairy court, that is where the immortals are. Immortals and demons have always been opposed, and water and fire are incompatible.

"He is the lord of the demons, and he does not know what the world is, but he knows kindness and righteousness. Could it be.... That Canghai Mirror, the Lord of this Immortal Court is kind to him?"

"An immortal court, a taboo. This Lord of the Immortal Court, which side is taboo?"

Up to now, Chu Cheng only knew that one of the thirty-six taboos was unspeakable, and the rest of the taboos had not been known.

But there is no doubt that it is all the way to the sky. The myth of invincibility.

What kind of charm does the person who can make the lord of the demons surrender?

The fairy voice is faint, from far to near, reverberating back to the sky. Flowers are raining down again.

"Welcome!"

There is a sound, and it is the wind that continues.

This sound turned a thousand times, like snow falling to the ground in a hurry. Suddenly, the sound was like a dragon startling and climaxing again.

A gust of wind rushed within 100 meters, and a strong push forward was irresistible.

Four figures advanced forward in the wind.

They walked into the jade curtain. I saw the immortals who were drinking one by one, and the immortal aura was surrounded by the body, and the various immortals were ancient.

There is a huge full moon in the sky, holy and elegant.

In the mortal world, the literati of the past dynasties have associated the bright moon with the image, but where the bright moon comes from, it must be bright and heroic, and there is no room for a trace of dirt.

It's just that this is a man under the black moon, and he is not a layman. Under the moonlight, which was as bright as ink, a black shadow turned its back to everyone, and the dignified figure was even longer.

A black robe is as colorful as black jade, and the quality is elegant. In the breeze, the clothes fluttered, and the whole body exuded a strong evil aura, but it was not stained with mortal dust.

The man kept his back to the crowd and did not turn around. So you can't see what he looks like.

Just when it comes to his temperament, it can be seen. This person is far from the peerless elegance, and I am afraid that it is only a little far away.

The music is melodious, melodious, and intoxicating.

But in this killing domain, everyone naturally didn't dare to sleep on the spot. Except for Chu Yi's drowsiness, the demonic clone and Aoki have been resisting with mana.

This music lasted for a long time, and Aoki and the demonic clone did not move, and kept looking at the back.

Until the time of a stick of incense has passed, the music is closed.

The man finally spoke.

"I am the demon lord, with a sword in my arms, and a hero is here. When will the prosperity be explained, and it must be a sword to cut the world. ”

"It's just... become, heaven and earth decline. Defeat is also the decline of heaven and earth. Both are defeats.

"Heaven and earth... Why defeat after defeat!"