The desolate castles, the lonely ancient roads, the late apricot blossoms, the empty seats, and the portraits of women hanging on the illuminated walls and swaying in the light and shadow of the candles. The face of the woman in the painting is so familiar, have you ever been in a drunken dream, nostalgic for her tenderness? But when you wake up, you are left with a clear dream, and the end of the world is far away, and there will be a farewell.

Such a miserable and lonely feeling is exactly what is common in the dead city of Huangquan Domain. In the human world, there were mandarin ducks who were connected and never separated, but because of the overnight rain, the world was separated. The place of earnest thoughts is to wander alone among the flowers on the other side to dispel the feelings of longing that are difficult to extinguish.

The city of vain death is the dwelling place of those who have not yet lived in vain and who have been killed in vain. They stayed in the city and waited until the end of their lives in the Book of Life and Death before they were sent on the road by the Yin Cadre in charge of the reincarnation path, crossing the three famous ancient bridges on the Nalichuan River, leading to the ancient road of reincarnation, and after a trek, they were reborn and returned to the human world.

And at this moment, the spatial passage of the 'Burial Spirit Abyss' plane in the outer region of the Yellow Springs suddenly cracked, and a huge one, the first one with a hundred zhang long black jade unicorn beast screamed in the sky and fell down from the sky. smashed into the houses and buildings in the dead city, provoking thousands of yin spirits, all of whom fled in fear: the ghosts were almost pawns, and they were all shocked. They all looked up at the crack in the sky that opened like a devil's claw in shock.

After this black jade unicorn beast was knocked into the sky in embarrassment, there was that man, stepping on the void, fell all the way into the city of death. He held a four-foot-long ice-blue fairy sword in his hand, and his body was overflowing with an incomparably vast aura, like a sea that set off a stormy wave, and instantly swept away the entire city of vain death. It made everyone frightened, and they were all frightened.

While the man stayed in the void, he continued to probe where Lu Yang's traces had gone with the magic of shadow tracing. However, before he had time to use the spell, the ghost guards on the city tower below had already drawn their bows and shot countless arrows at the man, although this person came from nowhere, but the ghosts could see at a glance that he was a monk in the human world, how could he let him break into this Huangquan ghost domain unscrupulously?

Ten thousand arrows are like rain, and each flying arrow contains majestic and sharp energy. The man frowned, waved his sleeves and swept out, and suddenly, the wind howled, and an incomparably cold ice storm suddenly blew up in the sky above this vain city, resisting a large rain of arrows in the air. Above the city pass below, those crossbowmen who opened their bows and shot saw this scene, and their faces changed in shock, when did the human world have such a powerful monk?

"Let's hold this person down here, and hurry to report to the Yellow Spring Wheel King!Ask him to send troops to help!" The four powerhouses of the Xuanyang Realm appeared on the city tower together, while sending the letter eagle to the depths of the Yin Mountain to report to the Yellow Spring Wheel King. On the other side, there are soldiers and horses in the city, but when they see the galloping horses and people flying in the air, all corners of the densely packed self-defeating city flew into the sky, and they all went towards the man standing in the sky!

"Who are you? First hit the unicorn beast hard, and now you have trespassed on my Huangquan domain!" The four ghost generals stood on top of the city pass, grinding their banners and organizing more than a thousand ghost soldiers to line up to meet the enemy together. Many generals besieged the man in his heart, and then shouted loudly.

"My name is Wang Ping, and I am a loose cultivator in the human world. I didn't come here here with the intention of committing a crime, but just to do something. But let me go on my own and don't embarrass me. Under the watchful eye of the man, he lifted the cloak on his head, but seeing that his eyebrows were handsome, and his young appearance was only like that of a young man in his early thirties, but the majestic aura of strength and incomparable that set off from his body was extremely inconsistent with a person of his age. Fang Fang is only a face in his thirties! Is he really a god realm powerhouse?

In fact, this man named Wang Ping has been cultivating for more than a hundred years, and after the monk steps into the Xuantian Realm, he can maintain his appearance forever, although Wang Ping looks like he is thirty years old, but when he cultivates to the Xuantian Realm, he is only twenty-one years old. It can be said that Wang Ping is also the kind of genius who is not born. It's just that because of his calm and introverted appearance, it doesn't make people think how smart this person is.

And in the hundreds of years that followed, Wang Ping actually broke through one after another, the Xuantian Realm, the Lutian Realm, and even the Divine Realm. No one knows how he went against the heavens and stepped into such a strong position in just a hundred years. However, the ghost pawns who were swirling in the formation knew that this person's cultivation was terrifying, and I was afraid that if he was angry, the entire Yellow Spring Domain would be reduced to ruins.

"The Yellow Springs Domain is the place of reincarnation, the realm of reincarnation. You are enlightened, but this is not the place you should be. Today's matter, this king can not blame the past, but if you move forward, then this king will personally take action and capture you and hand you over to the Purple Dragon Domain God Emperor!" A domineering man's voice resounded in the sky, and then, the roar of thunder and thunder all surrounded the man named Wang Ping.

"You're the Yellow Springs Wheel King. Wang Ping smiled indifferently, flicked the long sword in his hand, and said with a full cultivation, and said with the same oracle-like shock: "I came to the Yellow Springs Domain to find two people. Please don't stop Wang Ping, and when I finish my business, then I will leave this place immediately and return to the human realm. ”

"This king remembered that it was not easy for you to practice, so he persuaded you to leave. However, if you insist on going your own way, this king will not sit idly by and watch you go wild in this Yellow Spring Domain!" The voice of the Yellow Spring Wheel King was like the roar of the thunder god, and he continued: "This seat has ordered 10,000 Yin soldiers to come down to collect you, and when my army arrives, you will be a powder!"

"Then Wang Ping is here to wait for the arrival of the king's soldiers and horses!" Wang Ping shook the long sword in his hand and was arrogant. It seems that if you don't make a big fuss in this vain city today, the Huangquan Wheel King doesn't know how much ability he Wang Ping has. Then he must completely defeat the ten thousand Yin soldiers summoned by the Yellow Spring Wheel King, so that he can pass unimpeded in this Yellow Spring Domain!

Wang Ping really kept his promise, held the sword in his arms, and quietly waited for the vision in the sky to come. The ghost pawns below were all talking at this time, but they all had pity for this man named Wang Ping. What kind of person is the Huangquan Wheel King? That is a figure that even the God Emperor of the Purple Dragon Divine Domain does not dare to offend more than others! Legend has it that he has already cultivated to the realm of 'Fighting Reincarnation'.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, there was a demon named the Three-Headed Fire Evil King, who rushed into the Yellow Spring Domain alone, entered the bottom of the Lechuan River, and obtained the bloodline inheritance of their ancestral gods. However, the three-headed Fire Evil King only dared to rush into this place and take away the ancient inheritance of the Fire Roar clan when he discovered the catastrophe of the Yellow Spring Wheel King's return to Xunfeng in the Closed Death Pass. If the Yellow Spring Wheel King was guarding it, it would have given the evil king ten dares, and it would not dare to invade the Yellow Spring Domain!

In the sky, the wind howled and the thunder raged. If there was really a strict array of 10,000 Yin soldiers, riding the skeleton heavenly horses, arrayed outside the city of vain, Wang Ping's eyes were cold, and he flew away, the ice-blue divine sword Ling Tianshuang followed closely beside him, and it also flew through the air, at this time, Wang Ping had one person and one sword, the man was bright and dazzling gold, and the sword was cold and bone-chilling ice blue. The intertwined figures together turned into a brilliant blue-gold streamer, crashing straight into the large array laid out by ten thousand Yin soldiers!

"Boom!"

A huge wave of blue-gold qi erupted in the large array surrounded by Yin soldiers, and with just one blow, it swept away thousands of current Senluo generals. Wang Ping stood in the clouds, only to see the gust of yin wind, and a large number of iron horsemen rushed to kill on the clouds, and immediately burst out with a palm. The powerful mana seemed to be able to collapse the sky and the earth, and suddenly a strong energy vortex opened again in the sky, and under one palm, more than a thousand Yin soldiers crashed down from the sky, crashing straight into the city of vain death, and smashing down countless pavilions and buildings.

"Iron Rider, don't clash head-on, turn to a two-wing impact. The crossbowmen released their arrows, and the shield array covered the soldiers in the back row who were in charge of the bow!" When the 10,000 Yin soldiers staggered under the impact of Wang Ping, the general of the army suddenly showed a lot of war quality, instantly grinding the banner, commanding a large number of military horses to change the array, and heading towards Wang Ping's iron bucket-like envelope.

Wang Ping smiled indifferently, there was nothing wrong with the general's command. But he ignored the most important point, he was a god realm powerhouse, and the formation could be changed at any time, but he could also change his tactics at any time! With a move, the divine sword Ling Tianshuang suddenly flew into his palm, and the sword flew away, turning into a golden dazzling light, and directly crashed into the iron cavalry formation on the left, starting this battle with one enemy and ten thousand.

Above the sky, only the screams of the Yin soldiers in the ghost realm were endless, and they smashed down from the sky one after another, and this man seemed to have turned into an invincible god of war at this moment, although there were thousands of troops and horses in front of him, the yin spirit was in the sky. But it was still broken with a sword, and at this time, in the sky above the city of vain death, this epic battle was enough to terrify the Rakshasa and disappear without a trace. As the words say:

The cyclamen is furious, and the ghost will proclaim his might. The snow spear knife turns over the moon shadow, and the heavenly ice sword covers the starlight. Holding each other and collapsing, it is difficult to fight the underworld. The ghosts will send arrows to the turmoil of the universe, and the cyclamen will raise the heavens from imbalance. The sky is dancing with blue shadows, and the clouds are black and purple. On one side, the sword immortal holds the correct law, and on the other hand, the demon lord turns into a ghost king.

I don't know how long the fight has been, the Yin soldiers of the ghost world are the ones who are easy to fight, even if there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, they can't stop the edge shown in Wang Ping's ice sword. However, Wang Ping, who was flying and shuttling in the chaos, seemed to sense that in the distant mountains, a little familiar aura suddenly disappeared. As if he had never been to this world at all, he fell silent forever.

Lu Yang, missing!

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