The long jet-black hair that dances with the wind caresses the bewitching and delicate curves under her red shirt.

Sikong Haoran closed his eyes, and then opened them again, if it weren't for his strong soul power, he might really fall into this charm.

If you are not firm in your mind, it is estimated that such a glance is enough to become a fish to be slaughtered.

I felt infinite emotion in my heart, and after not seeing each other for a few days, my senior sister became more charming than before, and I thought that I also got my own opportunity in the Ancient Killing Domain.

This feeling is so familiar, and a figure appeared in Sikong Haoran's heart again.

I remembered the first time I saw the Ancient Domain Killing Instrument Spirit, and I was not confused by his smile! It turned out to be the demon girl, and then Sikong Haoran seemed to think of something, looked left and right, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior sister, after entering the Ancient Killing Domain and being separated, where did you go after that, I have been looking for you for a long time. Sikong Haoran walked towards Senior Sister Qian Lulu, he wanted to prove whether it was as he guessed.

Compared with Sikong Haoran's curiosity, Qian Lulu was even more shocked at this time, she found that the junior brother in front of her was very different from the aura when she first met, and it could even be described as upside down.

There is an aura of artistic conception that is invisible, which makes her feel very dangerous, and there is more than one, it seems that she has obtained some inheritance from the Ancient Killing Domain.

"I encountered a lot of puppet ghosts in the Ancient Killing Domain, and after getting rid of them, I entered another layer of space, and met a woman who claimed to be a Domain Killing Weapon Spirit... "Since he had just come out of the Killing Domain, the inheritance of the Suicide Domain Instrument Spirit had not yet been completely restricted, and he saw Sikong Haoran, and quickly collected the aura emanating from his body into his body, telling about some of the things he encountered after separation.

Sikong Haoran frowned while listening to his senior sister's narration, and sure enough, as he guessed, he got the inheritance of the domain killing instrument spirit, thinking of what she said at the end, he had a bad premonition in his heart, was what he got by chance or caught in a conspiracy?

"Senior sister, congratulations. Sikong Haoran suppressed the turmoil in his heart, simply threw everything out of the clouds, and looked at Qian Lulu with a smile.

"When I talked about the Domain Killing Instrument Spirit, I saw that you were a little unnatural, did you also meet her?" Qian Lulu deserved to be in charge of the Sword Sect's intelligence, and even the slightest change could not escape her eyes.

"Ahem... I've seen it once, and I remember it profoundly. Senior sister, there is no time in this ancient killing domain, and I don't know how long it has been. Sikong Haoran didn't want to think of that strange personality, self-proclaimed exquisite machine spirit, although she had already come out, but she had not left the 100,000 mountains, maybe when, she would appear in the ocean of her soul again.

"It's not very long, only about a month... ”

Just as Qian Lulu finished saying this, five figures appeared in their line of sight.

One of the figures had a sluggish aura, and its hair was scattered, as if it were crazy. Sikong Hao

Ran recognized at a glance that it was Xiao Jinghong, the young master of the Sword Sect who entered the last layer of space with him and snatched the last inheritance.

"Boy, I didn't expect that we would meet again, hum... , hand over the sword, I can let you go!" Xiao Jinghong looked at Sikong Haoran, his face was pale and gloomy, his eyes were fierce and vicious, he put aside the hand of the man in black and snorted weakly.

When the domain killing machine spirit appeared in the space where they were, Xiao Jinghong came to his senses, I don't know if it was the reason for the pervasive artistic conception of life and death or the deliberate action of the domain killing machine spirit, Xiao Jinghong heard the conversation between them clearly.

He knew very well what the artistic conception of life and death represented, just because he attacked Sikong Haoran, was eaten by the artistic conception of life and death, and lost one percent of his vitality, it was enough to see how terrifying this sword was.

Although when he was about to step into the space shrouded in the aura of life and death, he was slashed by Sikong Haoran's sword light and shattered the comprehended artistic conception of life and death. But as long as he is given time, the artistic conception of life and death can be cultivated again, and the lost vitality can also be made up for by using the treasure of heaven and earth, but that sword must be obtained.

"Sword, what sword? I don't know what you're talking about, you shouldn't be scared by the puppet ghost in the killing realm. Sikong Haoran looked at Xiao Jinghong with a sneer, and turned his head to scan the other four people around him.

These four people are all the breath of the Great Sword Master, and two of them have a somewhat unstable breath, if they were placed in the past, he would have some scruples, but now, it has not yet been decided who will kill the deer, not to mention that there is also a drag oil bottle.

"Don't show off these ignorant cleverness in front of me, you and I know whether you have received the final inheritance or not, I can hear everything you and the Domain Killer Spirit said clearly. ”

"Now that the seven killings and the two stars of the broken army have been born, the greedy wolf inheritance was originally in my bag, but you stepped in and seized the opportunity that should have belonged to me. Xiao Jinghong said sharply, although he had taken some healing pills, the aura on his body was still very disordered, and he was injured by the artistic conception of life and death twice before and after, how could it be so easy to recover.

Sikong Haoran was dumbfounded, but there were waves in his heart, Xiao Jinghong actually knew so clearly, even he only learned about this matter from the mouth of the domain killer spirit, and he still knew very little, it seems that he came prepared for this trip to the 100,000 mountains.

"Then what should you do if I don't hand it over?" Sikong Haoran stood in front of Senior Sister Qian Lulu, even if these people were in the realm of the Great Sword Master's consummation, he didn't have the slightest fear or retreat, not to mention, he just used them to try the artistic conception of life and death that he had comprehended in the Killing Domain.

"If you don't hand it over now, then you will never have a chance to regret it!" Since Xiao Jinghong came here, he saw a girl in a red robe, and a strange light flashed in her gloomy eyes.

"When did the Sword Sect do this kind of murderous and overselling business, especially you Xiao Jinghong, you can do whatever you want in the Sword Sect, this is a hundred thousand mountains, is your hand too long, be careful if there is no return." A white-clothed young man with red lips and white teeth, gently shaking a folding fan, walked out of the dense forest, compared to the embarrassment he had been in the killing domain before

It's like a different person now.

Then he came to Sikong Haoran's side not far away, nodded to him, and when he saw Qian Lulu behind him, his eyes were full of amazement, and he quickly put away the folding fan in his hand and hid it behind him.

Compared with the portrait of the beauty on his folding fan, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud, this young man in white is Murong Yuan.

"Who should I be, the laughing stock of the Hidden Sword Tower, you'd better leave this matter alone, otherwise I'll stay here with you. The anger on Xiao Jinghong's body became heavier and heavier, and with a wave of his hand, the other three people dispersed, surrounding Sikong Haoran and Qian Lulu in the middle.

"Xiao Jinghong, if I really don't want to mess with you in normal times..."

Before Murong Yuan could finish speaking, there was a thunderstorm on the ground, and Sikong Haoran and Qian Lulu had already made a move.

As soon as Sikong Haoran made a move, it was a thunderous blow, and a soul sound wave attacked towards the brain domain of a great swordsman whose breath was a little weak. The soul is the most vulnerable line of defense in the body, as long as you are hurt or attacked, you will be sluggish, and even the soul will be damaged, even if you are strong, you will not be able to do anything.

At the same time as the soul sound wave attack, two soul needles also followed, appearing in the back of his head, and in this moment, the master of the Great Sword Master's Consummation Realm appeared a little flawed.

A sword light fell from the sky in an instant, and a scarlet killing word appeared in his eyes, and there was a moment of trance, and before he could put the sword across his chest, he heard a clicking sound.

"Kill a sword. ”

The killing sword containing infinite killing intent slashed at the chest of this great swordsman, ignoring the mysterious qi on his body, the long sword in front of him, followed by a bloody mouth, appeared from his left shoulder to his lower abdomen, and the blood instantly stained his entire chest, even half of his body.

"Ahh ”

I saw that the blood in his mouth overflowed like a spring, and his body also fell three zhang away, and half of the tip of the sword was inserted into the place where he was just now, and the eyes of this great sword master's consummate realm were blood-red, as if he was suffering great pain.

Sikong Haoran ran the Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Method, and a sword slashed out, because he felt a murderous aura coming from the left side, a shattered phantom, and another person from the Great Sword Master's Consummation Realm appeared in Sikong Haoran's field of vision, and the two looked at each other fiercely.

From Sikong Haoran launched a soul attack, slashed out a sword, conjured a phantom, and fled far away, and this attack and killing process only happened in a breath.

Sikong Haoran held a sword in his hand, a long sword that exuded a strong murderous aura, that's right, it was a "mirage" obtained in the killing domain.

The sword was three feet and an inch long, and the middle of the sword body was as red as blood, spreading to the tip of the sword, and Sikong Haoran could feel the bursts of joy coming from the mirage, and let out a buzzing trembling sound.

The mirage didn't know the level, and even the Soul Refining Ding was afraid of it, not to mention the mortal iron in their hands.

The mirage sword qi was like cutting tofu, tearing through all his defenses, if it weren't for the fact that this great sword master's perfect strength finally condensed a large part of the Xuan Qi in front of him, this sword would be enough for him to share

The corpse was on the spot.

Sikong Haoran also made a discovery, that is, he felt a trace of illusion from the sword qi emitted from the mirage, an illusion that confuses people's minds, if it weren't for this, this person with the perfect strength of the great sword master would not be so miserable.

The mournful wail grew weaker and weaker, and then curled up on the ground and did not move.

"It's it, it's it, it's this sword, you snatch it back for me!" Xiao Jinghong didn't care whether the people who fell to the ground were alive or dead, in his eyes, the lives of these people were rubbish compared to the sword in Sikong Haoran's hand.

Murong Yuan looked at Sikong Haoran's silhouette and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, is this kid a demon? The sword in his hand, the murderous aura that lingered on the sword, was so violent.

"What's the matter, my head ......?" Murong Yuan shook his head, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and quickly took a few steps back, this sword...

Coldly looking at Sikong Haoran's other Great Sword Master Consummation Realm master, ignoring Xiao Jinghong's madness, different lights appeared in his eyes, some were jealous, some were afraid, but more of them were greedy.

He is not a member of the Sword Sect, but he just took refuge in the Sword Sect halfway and sent people under the fence. If he could get this sword and hide it for a while, he might not have the strength to fight against Xiao Tian, the mad sword, but soon this greed was suppressed by him.

"You also go, kill him together, and snatch that sword back from the young master. Xiao Jinghong said to the people guarding him, he completely forgot his state at the moment, and lost all his senses.

The person who fought with Qianlulu, the more frightened he became, obviously his strength was not as good as his own, but between his gestures, it affected people's minds and made people unguardable, at this moment his body had been injured by Qianlulu's purple long sword, and he wanted to get out but couldn't do it anyway, and was forced by her step by step.

Sikong Haoran was always observing the battle situation on his senior sister's side, his soul power was already at the peak of the intermediate level of the spirit realm, and he was more condensed than before, and this small battle circle could not escape his soul sight at all.

The person standing next to Xiao Jinghong approached Sikong Haoran in the blink of an eye.

"The people of the Sword Sect are really shameless, the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked. Murong Yuan bowed slightly, and quickly walked towards the other person in the Sword Sect.

(End of chapter)