Why Sun Daolin was willing to die, and even was extremely eloquent and willing to help before dying, Liu Tugou didn't know, but it was definitely not because of his impassioned words.

However, he doesn't care about what is going on, and the practice of entering the WTO is only for a bare heart to practice enlightenment, not only to immerse himself in the red dust, but also not to be overly obsessed and trapped by the lock of fame and profit, and to waste this life in the racking of his brains in the yang and yin calculations.

The second master didn't mind taking a great risk to go to Lingling Sun Mansion, and he didn't mind taking the notoriety of destroying the family and destroying the family, and by the way, he reaped the bitter hatred of the wealthy family in Jizhou.

Liu Tugou accompanied Sun Daolin out of the back flower hall, watching the old man at the end of the hero slowly stand still, and gradually straighten his slightly rickety body.

The cool breeze blowing from the surface of the lake suddenly stopped, the leaves stood still, and no longer made a sound, and the original many and noisy insects and birds disappeared at the same time. It was silent, as if the autumn day of slaughter had arrived in advance, as if a fierce beast had suddenly woken up from the slumber of hunger.

Liu Tugou's heart suddenly had a long-lost throbbing of excitement, the excitement and anticipation that made his scalp numb and his palms hot could only be felt when he was in danger and waved a knife at the strong.

He smiled heartily, and said in his heart that he really did not waste his non-stop travel through Jizhou.

Under the gaze of the old servant and the gathered black crows, Sun Daolin raised his arm with great difficulty, like a kind and slow elder encouraging him to get close to his nephew, and slowly pressed his palm on Liu Tugou's shoulder.

This press is as heavy as a thousand pounds!

Liu Tugou's shoulders sank, and the bluestone under his feet was instantly stepped on with two deep footprints, and then the smooth stone surface was crawled full of rapidly spreading cracks.

In the face of this strange scene, the black crows subconsciously drew their swords and rushed forward, but they were all like mud feet deep, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of them, and the raised feet could not fall no matter what.

The old servant of the Sun Mansion, who was closest to the two people in the field, staggered back, and retreated to the side of the hundred-rider who was carrying a halberd and riding a bull, and finally stood in front of an ownerless white horse.

He gasped deeply, only to take a breath and be shocked, and before he could turn around, he slapped a palm back fiercely, which could block a silent poisonous black gas behind him.

The old servant suddenly jumped two steps to the side, avoiding more than three feet, and looked down to see that the palm that was separated from the black qi was already bloody and fleshy.

He looked at the white horse with palpitations, and blurted out: "Inspiration demon?"

Bai Ma inhaled hard, sucked the black air back into his nostrils, shivered comfortably, exhaled and said, "Bad old man, noisy! Don't hinder your master Ma from watching the play." ”

The old servant of the Sun Mansion opened his mouth, but he was speechless for a while.

Ah Wei rarely speaks in front of people, and the fourth flag is even more tight-lipped intentionally or unintentionally, even though some gossip is circulating in private, many black crows are really the first time to hear Ah Wei spit out people's words, and they are also shocked, of course, there are also some delicate people such as Ren Xichou's face, which shows a little bit of clarity.

The little medicine boy's immature voice sounded: "Big White Horse, the second master said, before you break through the realm, you are not allowed to speak at will." ”

When Ah Wei heard this, he shook his head and snorted with disdain, but he really didn't speak again.

The corners of Yang Xiongji's mouth twitched, and even Ah Wei, who wanted to call him "Master Ma" flatteringly in private, actually let a hairy child scold him at will at this moment, and it was really a thing to drop a thing.

The small episode was fleeting like ripples in the lake, and it didn't cause many waves, and everyone's eyes were always on Sun Daolin and Liu Tugou.

The two of them still maintain the same posture from the previous moment, but they have closed their eyes, their faces are quiet and serene, if it were not for the bluestone under the feet of the two of them has been quietly shattered, and the ground has sunk a foot out of thin air, becoming a pit of more than a square circle, it is really a peaceful scene of respecting the old and loving the young, and enjoying themselves.

Danger is certainly danger, but if you don't become a grandmaster, you can't see the mystery at all. What the black crows saw in their eyes was a world of difference compared to the second master's heroic style of killing people like hemp in the Youzhou wilderness and the gods and tigers crushing the city.

The real confrontation between the two grandmasters, one old and one young, is only within the heart lake that no one can see.

The turbid waves in the sea of blood are rolling, and the bottom of the sea is faintly visible for a month.

A titled sword tiger is entrenched in the towering pillar of heaven, surrounded by stars, with its head facing the sky, and a phoenix divine bird emitting pitch-black flames is reflected in its red eyes.

The Black Flame Flying Phoenix's body was huge, its wingspan was like a cloud hanging from the sky, occupying most of the sky, and the flames on its body burned the void like water.

Sun Daolin's old voice resounded throughout the Zhihai Heart Lake: "The old man tried his best to squeeze inspiration before he died, and he only occupied such a small amount of territory, let alone burst your heart lake, it is really terrifying!"

The colorful tiger is half smaller than the Black Flame Flying Phoenix, but because of the sword stepping on the mountain, the momentum does not fall behind.

"I didn't expect the seniors to paint their own inspiration on the banner and show it publicly, which made the younger generations unreachable. The hodgepodge of juniors is just a spectacle, far less concise and pure than the seniors, please don't hesitate to give advice!"

The black flame flying phoenix let out a long roar, shaking the heavenly pillars, the galaxy reversed, and the sea of blood was also turbid.

It spread its long beak and spat out a two-edged slash surrounded by pitch-black flames, shooting down at the tiger.

The Sword Divine Tiger, which was formed by the fusion of Liu Tugou's self-realized Tiger Divine Will and the Slaughtering Heart Knife, struggled to leap forward, avoiding the sharp edge of the Black Flame Changji.

The black flame slammed headlong into the second master's inspiration Tianzhu from Pei Dongting, like a hot soup pouring snow, all the way like a broken bamboo, piercing the Tianzhu Pillar hard, and the Wuzi remnant did not stop, and crashed into the boundless sea of blood with Tianzhu Mountain.

The mountain is tilted and collapsed, the rocks are falling like rain, the sun, moon and stars on the mountain, and countless countries and creatures under the mountain are all submerged, ** the sea of blood, and the apocalyptic scene of the earth is turned upside down.

The black flame entered the sea at the same time, and the flames instantly burned a sea area, and the entire sea of blood boiled and stirred, and the blood clouds steamed, covering the sky and the sun.

The sword tiger leaped into the air, and with one claw slashed at the belly of the Black Flame Flying Phoenix.

The Black Flame Flying Phoenix twisted around, and the gorgeous tail feathers that were almost the same length as the body swept away, only to hear a loud snap, the tiger was whipped away, and there was immediately a huge wound on the body that was deep and visible to the bone, and the wound was scorched by the black flame, and there was no blood flowing out.

The tiger that was being whipped away shrank suddenly, and soon shrank to the size of several zhang, and it was just a speck of dust compared to the Black Flame Flying Phoenix.

Sun Daolin didn't expect Liu Tugou's inspiration to be so loose, and he was slightly stunned, and the action of the Black Flame Flying Wind to retract its tail feathers couldn't help but be a little slower.

At this moment, a huge crack suddenly opened in the sky, and a butcher's knife that was tens of thousands of miles long burst out of the sky.

The whole body of the snow butcher knife exudes boundless bloody aura, if the word slaughter appears on the knife body, as soon as it appears, the originally turbulent sky and the sea of blood suddenly calm, it is really across the ancient and modern, suppressing all directions.

The blade of Xueliang seemed to be slow and fast, slashing down obliquely, and the black flame flying wind did not have time to react, and the blade had already reached the body, only to see a flash of cold light, and most of the left wing was cut off, making a miserable scream.

"Okay! Soldier, treacherous, the little brother really impressed the old man! But your heart lake is really a mess!"

The flame light on the body of the black flame flying phoenix was magnificent, the wound at the root of the left wing was instantly healed, and the right wing slapped fiercely, hitting the butcher knife to the side, and the scorching black flame spread to the blade, burning with a sizzling sound.

The sword tiger rolled in the air, got up and jumped again, and crashed straight into the blade of the butcher knife.

The Ancient Butcher's Knife immediately let out a pleasant tremble, and the originally bright blade began to turn blue, until it turned into a simple and dark cyan that was only available in ancient swords.

Starting from the hilt of the knife, the strange red lines spread rapidly along the blade, the part near the blade is red with purple, twisted and unrestrained, like a blood tiger wrapped in purple thunder around the body is galloping and jumping, and the lines near the back of the knife are meaning Xuanhuang, winding and thick like Dayue standing, it is really colorful and gorgeous.

The whole process is like a splash of ink with the national hand, and it has its own charm and charm.

After this change, the power of the Ancient Butcher's Knife was great, and it slashed out a brilliant and majestic sword qi, which slashed towards the black flame flying wind.

The Black Flame Flying Phoenix only had time to block with its left wing, and the long wings that had just healed were easily cut in half, and the knife qi was surprisingly heavy, pressing the Black Flame Flying Phoenix to fall rapidly, smashing into the bottom of the sea of blood.

The huge body of the Black Flame Flying Wind instantly emptied the surrounding seawater, revealing the bare seabed and a vast moon covering an extremely large area.

The Ancient Butcher's Knife then fell, and the blade that had been burned by the Black Flame slashed a huge gap into the neck of the Black Flame Flying Phoenix mercilessly, and before that, the seabed and sea water had been sliced out of a huge canyon with no head or tail by the powerful pressure.

The sea water that was squeezed out turned into huge waves and rushed into the sky, and the entire heart lake was pouring blood rain, such a scene full of great horror to destroy the world, ordinary people are afraid to be heartbroken when they see it.

Inspiration is difficult to achieve, even if it is a fluke, the higher the qualification, the deeper the realm, the stronger the heavenly power, the heavier the calamity, and how many people can withstand the spiritual understanding given by this heaven and earth?

The grandmaster's competition for inspiration is like two children dancing with a giant hammer fighting to the death, and the danger is really difficult to describe.

The big moon wheel under the sea was affected, and it slowly rose into the air on the huge waves, until it was in the air, and the light shone brightly.

The moon is born in the sea of blood, and a flute sound from nowhere echoes in the heart lake, which coincides with the moonlight, and at the same time suppresses the butcher's knife and the flying phoenix.

The Divine Tiger Heart Knife talisman on the butcher knife was instantly erased by a small half, and its power was damaged.

Rao is Liu Tugou had expected it, but he was still a little surprised, and said in his heart: "Is it Xu Xun's ghost, or is it the ghost of the blood begonia that reunited the moon wheel?"

The black flame on Feifeng's body was illuminated by the moonlight, like a fire-and-water attack, a disturbing sound, and the arrogance was also suppressed, but Sun Daolin laughed: "If you eat Haisai nonsense, you will inevitably die." The old man saw that the mountain had almost been mastered by you, and the qi machine was faintly connected to the talisman on the knife, but the understanding was not deep and there was nothing to show for it, but this moon wheel was extremely condensed and uncontrolled, which was a big hidden danger. ...... don't hesitate."

The Black Flame Flying Phoenix slapped its wings that had healed again, rushed into the sky again, closed its wings, and took the moon wheel into its arms.

It let out a long and terrible roar, and the black flames gushed all around it, and it actually slammed into the ancient butcher's knife with the big moon in its arms.

"Since you want to sharpen your knife, it's better to use this month as a stone and gamble on life and death quickly!

The butcher's knife rose into the sky and slashed at the moon wheel.

"The old-timers are arrogant, and Liu Tugou should accompany him!"

(Thank you for the reward of the Dog Slaughter Novel Bar, and I wish you all a happy Singles' Day.) It will take three or four days to restore stability if it is updated, and I will try my best to change it in the next few days, so forgive me. ）