Seeing the mountains and seeing the mountains, seeing the water is water.

In the past few days, Lin Xi completely let go of his mind and wandered in the mountains, leaving behind the distracting thoughts in his heart, and he didn't care about the demon god. Just like an ordinary tourist, you can enjoy the mountains, rivers, ancient trees and boulders of each time period.

The vigor of the early morning, the eagerness of noon, and the tranquility of the sunset.

The scenery has a different feeling at each stage, especially during this rainy moment.

Heavy rain caused clouds and mist to rise in the mountains, and the sound of rain hitting the leaves was like a constant musical note.

In the haze of smoke and rain, Lin Xi stood on a protruding bluestone on the edge of the cliff with his hands down, looking indifferently into the distance.

There was no umbrella in his hand, only a huge banana leaf to isolate the dripping rain from himself. Although the rain is blocked by the banana leaves, it only ensures that the upper body is not wet, and the hem of the clothes hanging down on the calves is already dripping with water droplets.

Wind and rain have not been separated since ancient times, there is naturally rain when there is wind, and there must be wind when there is rain.

Although the wind was not strong, it was enough to make the banana leaves in Lin Xi's hand swing around, and the rain also fell on Lin Xi's face.

As drops of rain fell on his face, Lin Xi also gave up the banana leaf in his hand that could no longer cover the rain, and let it be carried down from the cliff by the wind.

Gradually... Lin Xi's whole body was already soaked, and he was extremely embarrassed.

But what was different from before was that the domineering eyes became gentle.

If he was an emperor who dominated all living beings before, then Lin Xi at this moment is a scholar, warm as jade, and the faint killing intent around him seems to have been taken away with this rain.

"Leaning on the railing, laughing at the wind and rain. ”

As the words fell, Lin Xi shook off the already soaked clothes on his body, and turned back to the simple pavilion where there was some rain leakage.

A bowl of hot tea, sitting and watching the wind and rain, also looks peaceful.

However, this moment of tranquility is always short-lived, but the time for a bowl of hot tea to eat is disturbed.

"Your Majesty, Taibai is dead, Bai Zihua and Hua Qiangu fled back to Changliu together, and all the artifacts in the temple were stolen by them. ”

The person who came wore a silver mask and wore a white official robe embroidered with birds to bow down to Lin Xi.

"What is the time limit that Taibai said?" Lin Xi put down the tea bowl in his hand and asked lightly.

"Tomorrow when the sun is shining on the earth. ”

"Tomorrow... I'm afraid there isn't enough time for Shiroko to paint. With the tapping of his fingers, the wet linen clothes on Lin Xi's body also turned into a dragon robe again, and his delicate face was also covered by the mask.

"With 10,000 heavenly soldiers going to Changliu, pay attention.. Don't be too fast, let them know the wind in advance. ”

"Yes. ”

The visitor bowed down and slowly retreated, and the simple pavilion was quiet again.

Although it is now back to the same tranquility as before, the peace in my heart can never be returned.

Lin Xi will not do anything about killing the demon god, and everything will be handed over to Fuyue.

As his own immortal doppelganger, it's time to show his presence.

Raising his hand, a blood-red long sword inlaid with the Burial Moon Sword Pill appeared out of thin air, trembling incessantly in Lin Xi's hand, as if he was cheering for himself that he was about to drink the blood of the demon god.

"With you, he can be regarded as a real burial moon. ”

As the words fell, the blood-red long sword in his hand instantly turned into a blood-colored lightning bolt from the sky.

"It's time to finish.." The burial moon standing in the main hall of Changliu looked at the white painting on the first place, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The mission of his birth in this world is to kill the demon god and obtain the power of the wilderness, and now he is about to complete the mission, and he is actually a little confused in his heart.

Funeral Moon didn't know how to deal with herself in the next world, whether to return to Lin Xi's body or continue to complete Lin Xi's layout, but what can be determined is that now is the time when she is alone outside.

Bai Zihua and Sheng Xiaomo's discussion, Fu Yue was just vaguely listening, and his mind was all about how to use Hua Qiangu to suck out the power of the desolation in Nan Xuanyue's body, and then swing his sword to kill him.

"Burial Moon.. Burial Moon.."

When Fu Yue was thinking about how to use Hua Qiangu to suck out the power of the desolation, Luo Eleven on the side whispered a few times before he came back to his senses, and looked at Luo Eleven with a little doubt.

"What's wrong with you? ”

"Tomorrow is the time for that person to sacrifice blood to the beings of the Six Realms, although he said that he had the idea of protecting the Six Realms when he entered the Long Stay, he was actually a little apprehensive when he was about to face it, for fear that the beings of the Six Realms would be ruined by his own problems. Fuyue sighed slightly, her eyes full of sorrow.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, the main combat strength of this trip is still Zun Shang and Confucianism, we just need to stop those soldiers. While speaking, Luo Eleven didn't have much confidence.

The strength of those heavenly soldiers has also been seen with his own eyes, all of them are seventh-step great monks, and just by virtue of the long-term disciples, they are really a mantis arm.

The conversation between Bai Zihua and Sheng Xiaomo continued, and the atmosphere became more heavy, especially Hua Qiangu was under extremely great pressure.

As the last god in the world, it is natural for her to open the ruin cave and suck out the power of the desolation, and no one has ever entered the ruin cave, so it is unknown what the situation is inside. Whether Hua Qiangu can successfully absorb the power of the desolation from the body of the previous demon god is also a huge problem.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely bring out the power of the wilderness. Seeing Bai Zihua's worried gaze falling on him, Hua Qiangu's little hand was clenched tightly, solemn.

Bai Zihua bowed his head slightly, opened his mouth, and still didn't say the words stuck in his throat, but just fell his gaze on the disciples who were waiting for him again.

"There is not much time, and I don't know what happened in the cave, so it's better to be prepared to leave early. ”

"Yes. ”

"Senior brother.. How sure are you?" Sheng Xiaomo asked in a deep voice holding the inkstone of no return in his hand.

Bai Zihua sighed slightly, "Before tomorrow morning, there are seven points of certainty." If the time has elapsed, then. The Six Realms turned into ghosts. ”

"Without further ado, let's go. ”

When Sheng Xiaomo first sacrificed the inkstone of no return, his complexion changed suddenly, and all the majestic mana was poured into the inkstone of no return.

Rumble..

When the Changliu Mountain Protection Formation shook violently, the light of the Immortal Inkstone flickered, and he directly carried everyone in the hall to break through the void and leave.

With the departure of everyone, the Great Array of Long Stay Mountain Protection was also shattered.

"My lord, they are gone. ”

"The fire is still not enough, when Hua Qiangu enters the ruins, you reappear and try your best to beat the burial moon into the ruins. The man in white said in a deep voice: "Remember, the funeral moon injury should not be too serious, the skin injury is the best, if there is any basket, Your Majesty's anger is not something we can bear." ”

"The subordinates understand.."

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