Lingxi stared at the chaos in front of him, the monster roared and was pierced by the sword, and the people were in the center of such a killing...... At this moment, Lingxi couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he only felt a little tired and slightly dizzy.

At this moment, a monster flew overhead, pierced by a long sword, and as soon as its five claws were released, an object fell.

Lingxi's eyes caught it, it was a verdant bamboo flute.

And in the most chaotic place in the secluded mountain, a middle-aged man with a wide robe and wide sleeves appeared, and he hurriedly found the disciple of the Bamboo Eagle Sect, and there was no longer a calm look on his face.

"Hurry up and remove the sword formation!" the middle-aged man exclaimed.

The crowd didn't know why, so the man continued to shout urgently: "Withdraw the sword formation!

The head of the sect was surprised, and hurried to the nearest magic circle, and was about to withdraw the formation, but found that according to the formation, it had changed, and it was bounced away a few feet away at once, and he couldn't get close at all.

"This!" he felt inexplicably frightened for a moment, and hurried to the front eye.

On the demon slaying platform, a woman in blue and white clothes stood in the center of the magic circle, looking bloodless, his pupils constricted and hurriedly said, "Yunhe, hurry up and withdraw the sword array." ”

The Yunhe seemed to be deaf, still maintaining the posture of raising the sword, and the head shouted: "Yunhe!" The disciple next to him grabbed her, with tears in his eyes: "Head, Senior Sister Yunhe, she ......"

When the head looked at it, Jian Yunhe's eyes had already lost concentration, and the meridians around his body were all broken because he couldn't bear the huge aura of the hidden mountain, and the blue and white robes were soaked with bloodstains.

The head looked at her in a daze, the four characters who had always been more resolute than men were gone, and what remained was just an illusion of aura preservation.

"Child......" Lingxi suddenly said such words, and then took a breath, his eyes were a little red, and when he closed his eyes, the red luan sword was a little loud.

In the next moment, Lingxi opened his eyes, raised his long sword without hesitation, and slashed straight towards Yunhe's illusion. Then watching the illusion of the crane turn into a little bit of golden light, she looked at the bamboo flute in her hand, clenched and relaxed, and then clenched again, and after a few times, she put the bamboo flute to her mouth and gently blew the bamboo flute.

When the sound of the flute began to float in the air, and the beautiful rhythm spread in the ears of everyone—high-pitched, low-pitched, melodious, and passionate, washing away the mundane dust, the heart seemed to be turbulent.

She can also play the bamboo flute, and the memory that appeared in her mind just now tells her that she can play the bamboo flute.

Under the gossip diagram, most of those monsters have been wiped out, the long sword turned into the aura of heaven and earth, slashing the monsters, the illusion of the monsters dispersed and roared, and the scattered aura was absorbed by the sword array, and so on, the aura of the sword array became stronger and stronger.

Finally, the gossip array that broke through the sky reached the sky.

Immediately afterwards, in the northwest heavenly rift, the western swamp, the southwest boundary, the southern wind and flame sea, the southeast wind valley, the eastern thunder, the northeast heavy mountain, and the northern snowfield, the eight sword formations were awakened one after another, gathering the aura of heaven and earth and turning into gossip.

Above the nine heavens, a gossip diagram as big as heaven and earth suddenly took shape.

For a while, the sky trembled, and the monsters and people raised their heads one after another, looking at the sky, and at this moment, the gossip map on the mountain was so small that it lost its threat in an instant.

Under the huge gossip diagram, the giant sword continued to take shape, and soon nine filled the sky, and then, as if unable to bear the fruit, the giant sword fell one after another.

Everyone, all the monsters froze, they stared at the changing sky.

Then, in the midst of compulsion and fear, death was welcomed.

In a distant village, a family is greeted with the joy of a new life with the cry of a baby, a farmer working in the field and sees something strange in the sky, and hugs the child in his arms tightly, and the joyful body of the Bamboo Eagle disciple pauses with a happy face, and then looks at Lingxi in disbelief.

When the greatsword falls, everything disappears in an instant, leaving only specks of light.

Lingxi sat at the highest place of the secluded mountain, sitting in the enchantment left by the sword array, staring at the constantly shattering mountains and rivers, and suddenly remembered the prophecy that she had laughed at.

When the mountains and rivers are unfolded, the demon will be born among the red leaves, the ruins of the heavens, the illusion will be broken, and the world will descend, slaughtering living beings, destroying the heavens and the earth.

It turns out that she is really the demon.

The wind sounded, someone came behind him, Lingxi noticed a familiar breath, and after a little concentration, a wisp of black-red flames rose from the other party's feet, the flames were fleeting, but the person who came was unscathed. A shadow of a pair of wings appeared dimly around his body, and then disappeared immediately.

"As I said, no matter how powerful the attack is, you can resist it in turn. Lingxi smiled bitterly and said, "I'm right, right?"

The person who came paused and continued to walk, from the appearance of the middle-aged man who reported that he was going to stop the magic circle in front of him to the appearance of a young man, and he slowly shouted, "Sister." ”

The breeze blew, and in the broken world, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, standing in the wind, with curly eyelashes, handsome eyebrows and eyes, but with a faint sadness.

Lingxi's long hair fluttered in the wind, and he sighed slightly and asked, "Let me ask you again, what are you afraid of?"

Although the sky was shattering, the sunlight was still hitting the earth, dazzling. The young man's voice was like an overflowing pool of water, and he said more and more shallowly, "I'm afraid that you will destroy this place." ”

Hearing this, Lingxi turned to the side where the sun was dazzling, her eyes looked fixedly, the light in her eyes was like a candle in the wind, and she said slowly: "Don't worry, this sword array will only dissipate the spiritual energy, and it will have no effect on the entity, which means that everything that disappears is just an illusion." ”

"Illusion ......" The young man shook his head, and the light in his eyes became more and more dim, and said, "You are right, this painting is an illusion. It was not difficult to hear his feelings for the world and his disgust at the fact that Lingxi had destroyed the world.

"When the illusions are gone, come back with me. Lingxi seemed to be able to feel the young man's gaze towards him, so he began to gradually retract his gaze, tilted his head to the other side and gently stared at the young man's body and said, "It's just an illusion, there's nothing to indulge in." ”

The boy came to her and sat down, stretched out his right hand, and one moment it became a leaf, another moment into a wisp of green smoke, and finally back into a hand.

The young man laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Sister, thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately I am not a very good person." I never seem to say I'm an ordinary person......"

Hearing this, Lingxi finally had no movement on his face, and was completely stunned. The young man continued: "Now that the matter is now, there is no point in lying to you again, only you are an ordinary person, and you are Hongya. It's just that the daylight in this painting is sealed in by you. Evil...... And you couldn't get out before, maybe ......"

Before the young man finished speaking, a tear fell silently to the ground, and she interrupted the young man's words and said, "It's because I have a divine consciousness left here, so I can't get out." ”

"That's what I guessed, too. The boy pondered for a long time and said.