The black curtain covers the sky, the ink clouds cover the moon, and the brilliance does not shimmer.

A breeze swept across the old man's face. It's silent.

In the calm night sky, the old man raised his head and looked up, his eyes were like pools, and he never looked away. It seems to seek, it seems to wait.

Yi Han walked strode and stopped in front of the door. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the dark clouds in the sky passing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the bright moon was in the sky, and the bright and clear light was sprinkled all over the earth.

Three faint black dots emerge from the center of the full moon and gradually enlarge. Faintly, the visitor seemed to be walking leisurely, walking lightly in the void. And every step is a thousand feet away.

At the same time, the sound of dripping came and the rain fell. The torrential rain was like a whole curtain covering it heavily.

"Sure enough, you're hiding here!" A rebellious voice came from above, and the sky shook and the earth was terrified.

Hearing this, Yi Han only felt that his heart was vibrating, and his ears were trembling. A feeling of dizziness rose abruptly, and he took a heavy step back.

"Delusional!" I saw the old man take a step, and his body just stood in front of Yi Han.

"Kill!" heard the old man's answer, and a low groan came out again. I saw three black shadows coming towards the old man in unison, carrying a hideous curl, and a murderous intent poured out.

The old man suddenly raised his body, and his divine power fluctuated and flowed, surging out, and he also rose in the air.

Against!

In mid-air, the old man's calm eyes suddenly looked like a deep lake, and although he was wearing kudzu clothes and linen shoes, they were full of heaviness.

They were all dressed in black, and their faces were covered with ornaments. In an instant, the old man was surrounded, and the tension was suddenly formed.

"Kill!" Several people shot one after another.

A person holds a folding fan, flips it, and pours a little light, and then the folding fan is wrapped in a layer of silver, and there are strange spatial fluctuations where the fan trail passes.

A person flicked his fingers, and a bud with billowing demonic energy slowly bloomed at his fingertips, and a black lotus flower swayed and appeared. On top of each petal, there are countless demon shadows that shine and roar, devouring people's hearts.

A person's body shook, his hands pinched, and a gray flame suddenly ignited in his palm.

The law is all revealed, all the laws are together, and they hit the old man at the same time.

Above the night sky, light and dark intersect, extremely dazzling. The old man looked at it, slowly raised his finger and pointed at the void, and a broken dot the size of a grain of rice suddenly appeared.

Kiss!

As if breaking the calm surface of the lake, the sound actually pressed over the heavy rain curtain, and the circles of water rippled in the void, and in the blink of an eye, where the old man touched, the dots continued to spread, and a dark swirling whirlpool black hole suddenly formed, as if it could swallow all things.

The old man stretched out his palm, half of his arm was submerged in it, and the black hole suddenly slammed, and the rotation became more rapid, and at the same time, a huge suction force suddenly appeared.

The old man's arms were covered with golden light, resisting the suction, and he struggled to draw his arms, and when he came out, an irregular pale blue stone was already in his hand, and the whirlpool flashed and disappeared.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be shaken, and the majestic rain stopped for a few breaths before falling again.

The "Boundary Stone ......" stared at the punch-shaped stone in the old man's hand, and a deep voice came from among the three of them, and there seemed to be a trace of fear and solemnity in the voice.

The boundary stone was driven by the old man and flew through the air, and the surface glowed with a faint blue glow, resisting the light and shadow visions made by the three of them.

Everything happens between the lights and the fire.

The gray flame devoured the sky, the demon lotus moved, the green mangfeng blade, and the three spells screamed, scraping the void. The image of the sky became shocking at this moment.

At this moment, the boundary stone was even more dazzling, exuding a chain of law gods, swimming around the stone table, and then rushing out in unison, interweaving a wall of gods with layers of water waves.

Airplanes!

All the attacks hit the boundary stone barrier that the old man was driving, but they seemed to hit the sponge, and there was no violent agitation as imagined.

The brief impact caused by the spell was mixed with the harsh sound of the wind, like a weeping old man. It's just that this voice is getting lower and lower. A devouring force gradually diffused from the top of the barrier, and all kinds of spells were like being stripped away, pulling cocoons and pulling silks, and directly dispersed and disappeared.

The old man rolled up his clothes, brushed the boundary stone away, and his figure moved, and in only an instant, he came to a person, and took advantage of the moment when the other party lost his mind, and the seal was punched.

The opponent couldn't react in time, so he could only dodge sideways, and his arms were passively parryed, but the ornament that covered his face was knocked down by a blow.

"Three generations of Xuantian!" seemed to know someone, and after seeing the other party's face, the old man shouted angrily.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and an ink-colored beam of light shuttled through the night, silently, but the direction was directed at Yi Han who was standing in the distance. The old man noticed it, the movement in his hand stopped abruptly, and quickly turned around to block the ink light, but the beam was like an arrow, the speed was fast, and the old man reached out to grab it, but only caught a string of ink-colored afterimages left behind.

"Yi Han!" the old man's eyes widened with rage, not realizing that there were still people hiding in the shadows. After discovering that he had not stopped the beam of light shooting towards Yi Han, the old man suddenly roared angrily, and his whole body emitted a brilliant divine light, turning into a sharp golden light in an instant, and the arrow light was rushed.

Yi Han stared at the ink light approaching in front of him, his body seemed to be locked, and he couldn't help but tremble under the bursts of oppression, and an indescribable aura of death instantly filled his body.

From beginning to end, he didn't understand what was happening, the old man's inexplicable words, and the three people who came in the middle of the night...... And all this, as if there is a connection with him.

"Taigong ......" Yi Han's face was pale, and he was overwhelmed by the sudden shock, but he muttered a title that he had never shouted before.

Everything happened in an instant, Yi Han closed his eyes, but the pain of being killed by the light arrow did not come, only a strong wind came instantly, swinging him far away.

"Taigong!" Yi Han raised his head, and a back figure was reflected in front of him, weak but burly. It was the old man, who blocked in front of Yi Han at the moment when the beam was about to touch Yi Han.

"Stinky boy, finally willing to call me too duly. The old man turned his head, his chest rose and fell slightly, and Chong Yihan smiled slightly, his eyes were full of kindness and gentleness. However, in the next moment, the old man spilled blood from his mouth and fell straight to the ground.

"Taigong!" Yi Han was startled, ran in front of the old man, and cried loudly, tears and raindrops fell together, dripping on the old man's face, and blurred the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Why!" Yi Han's eyes cracked, swept away his tears, and yelled in the direction where the ink light came, and he was responded to by the silence, darkness, and the sound of rain.

Before, the old man was indomitable, but now, after blocking a seemingly ordinary blow for Yi Han, he was seriously injured and his life was in danger.

Airplanes!

A wave of ripple came from the dark depths, and the space distorted. A man in a hat and a cloak walked in, and he could not see his face either.

He held a curved bow in his hand, and the string was filled with the brilliance of the verve, but it was just a breath, but it was the same origin as the beam that hit the old man.

"It's you!" Yi Han said angrily, and when he saw the person coming, he was angry, and immediately shouted.

Smack!

The bearer of the bow walked slowly, without any words. The cloaked head twisted slightly into the air and the three of them looked at it flatly, and then withdrew their gaze.

The three people in the sky were all suspicious in their eyes, because they didn't know who it was.

Seeing the old man with hemoptysis, Yi Han lightly covered his lips, although he was anxious but helpless.

Swish!

The man wearing the hat raised his bow and pointed at Yi Han again, and the string pulled the full moon, and a beam of light like Fang Cai once again condensed silently, and then suddenly shot out.

At this time, the old man's body suddenly became illusory, turning into a figure intertwined with golden light and standing beside Yi Han, and the brilliance rendered all the surrounding space, like a flame, to envelop Yi Han.

"Taigong, you ......" Seeing this scene, Yi Han was pleasantly surprised, thinking that the old man had recovered from his injuries.

"Yi Han......" The old man shook his head and smiled faintly. Even though the body has turned into golden light at this time, the love in his eyes is still clearly revealed, "I have burned myself and am about to die, and this last danger will be stopped by Taigong once again." ”

After speaking, the golden mangs on the old man's body were even more prosperous, and he didn't care about Yi Han who was crying on the side, the old man stretched out his arms and waved at the ink light that came again.

"Shattered!"

The old man let out a low snort, only to see that the moment the inky beam of light shot into his body, it suddenly stopped, and then as if it was boiling, it turned into a wisp of smoke and dispersed into nothingness. At the same time, the old man's gaze also fell on the four people in front of him, revealing a look of understanding, and a trace of coldness flashed.

"Yi Han, you have to go by yourself on the road ahead. The old man turned around and wiped away his tears for Yi Han. With a move of his hand, the embodied flame surrounded Yi Han in the center.

"Shatter the Void...... He's going to teleport the son. Seeing the old man's actions, several figures who had been fighting with the old man before flew and wanted to stop them.

Shout!

Another flash of ink appeared, and the man wearing the hat also discovered the old man's purpose, and fired another arrow to block the teleportation.

The old man turned a blind eye to everyone's actions. Gu Zi pointed his index finger at Yi Han's forehead, only to see a light blue halo flash at the center of his eyebrows. After doing all this, Yi Han began to transform into countless points of light, approaching dissipation.

"Let's go, kid. When you truly become yourself, you will understand everything......" This was the last sentence that Yi Han heard in his mind, in the infinite darkness.

The ink-colored arrow passed through, but Yi Han had already teleported away, and the figure of the old man was like a flame, and he also turned into pieces of light and disappeared in the night sky.

"You can't escape. ”

Yi Han disappeared, and the bearer of the bow was calm, stepping out in one step, and there was no trace of him.

The rain was pouring down, the sand was splashing, and it was misty.

At this time, the night sky is a little more cloudy, and it is clear and clear when washed by the rain.

In the blacksmithing room, the red-hot iron rods still glowed red in the furnace, and they were only one step away from being completed. It's just that there are a little more dark spots on it. The bellows do not drum, the flames turn into seedlings, dancing and shaking, carried by the sound of rain, and gradually disappear.

In a distant deep space, the endless wind blows, and there is a figure sitting on a stone plate, exuding the meaning of immortal antiquity, and at the same time as the old man disappears, his eyes open and close, and murmurs: "Silence the spiritual light......"