Half of the sword fetus stretched out from the back of the demon demon, as if it was soaked in a blood tank, and the blood continued to converge towards the lower end of the zigzag blade, and in the fierce wind, it blew off drop by drop, floating on the desolate land. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the distance, a group of demon demons in Kunshan had already fallen to the sand, looking at the bloody sword fetus, they felt a chill in their hearts, and the terrible screams of their fellow Daoists piercing their eardrums still echoed in their minds......

On the other side, a figure slowed down, and then stopped in the wind and sand, and the white light on the left side of the body slowly faded, a little cold.

The wind and sand of the ancient desert are miserable, like a thousand ghosts crying at night.

In the eyes of everyone, the blood-colored sword fetus suddenly moved, shaking off a drop of blood hanging on the tip of the not very sharp sword, and then slowly withdrawing it.

Although the dry and thin body that had been penetrated had fallen silent, it seemed that it still couldn't escape the heartache of the world, trembling slightly, and finally, unable to slide down, he fell on his back on the windy and sandy earth.

What appeared was a lonely person, and in his right hand, blood bloomed.

......

The dark eyes, slightly hollow, as if they had lost three souls and seven spirits, so weird and inexplicable, and then, there was some confusion in the eyes, and slowly swept through the dim sky, constantly searching, searching......

The dim world in his eyes, wisps of dark haze scattered, as if in the moment when the night was shrouded in dusk, as if the next moment was the time when darkness came.

The farther the earth went, the darkness became more and more intense, and following the wisps of drifting haze, his gaze slowly fell from the sky, and finally, he stayed on a group of figures exuding a pitch-black mist in front of him.

The pitch-black mist, like a raging flame, swayed the invisible and changing virtual body, strange and soul-stirring.

This dim world is caused by the diffuse and spread of this mist...... In other words, the people in the dark mist are the source of filth.

"Except for the strike...... Except, the world will be clean......"

"Then get rid of ......"

Pitch-black eyes, blood-stained shoulders and arms, and a crimson sword fetus.

The stiff figure moved slowly, and then staggered slightly, the only thing that remained unchanged was the death pupils that looked straight up.

The scalps of the demons exploded, and a throbbing rose in their hearts, as if something around them was pulling them and flying towards the endless dark abyss of death.

"Crazy, crazy!"

"He's crazy! He's crazy!"

Except for the squinting Yin Mu Heishui, the faces of the other demons changed drastically, and they screamed in horror, their bodies suddenly trembled, and they couldn't help but keep hurriedly retreating backwards, wanting to stay away from the terrifying Jedi in the world!

Yin Mu looked back and saw that everyone reacted so violently, and a panic also rose in his heart, and he turned his head at Heishui with a look of jealousy, and said in a low voice: "Gu people's minds, it is clearly the power of the Dao Realm!

The black water skin trembled slightly, and a black and bright blade slipped out of his long sleeves, which was tightly held in his hand, and the magic weapon didn't seem to give him much peace of mind, so he couldn't help but say solemnly:

"Retreat first. ”

Heishui's body slowly retreated step by step, Yin Mu's face was gloomy, and the left arm on his hand was also condensed and guarded, and slowly retreated.

In the wind and sand in the distance, Liang Qiuming's white clothes were blown messily and flying, and in the air a foot away from his left ear, a jade ruler was erected, emitting a faint white light, blocking the blowing yellow sand for him.

He was about to make a move, but in the end he hesitated and stayed where he was.

At this moment, the staggering figure in his eyes suddenly stiffened and stopped inexplicably.

......

At this time, Leng Yu felt as if the back of his head had been lifted open, and suddenly there was a sharp pain, which made his face tense, and fine beads of sweat couldn't stop appearing on his forehead, which was a little miserable.

"Illusion, Illusion ......"

The dim world in his eyes was so clear at this time, as if a bright world overlapped with a dark world, generating such a post-apocalyptic scene where the night was about to fall.

The radiant sun that once hung in the sky, if it was covered by this endless haze, I wonder if it would also become dim and dull?

After retreating from many evil thoughts, Leng You's mind completely returned, making him feel a little dizzy, but more importantly, he was tired.

The so-called war between heaven and man, or the struggle of the self, is probably nothing more than that.

Raising his slightly cold and viscous right hand, what appeared in front of him was a bloodstained sword fetus across his chest, and even the cracks of his right fingers holding it were soaked in crimson, and in the distance, a group of demonic demons were rising in pitch-black mist, like a group of fierce ghosts moving slowly, and in the other two directions, they also keenly felt several strands of that mist or faint aura.

Leng You's mind was seriously damaged, and he almost didn't want to move a single thought in his heart, but at this moment, he suddenly wanted to find a mirror to see if he was as weird as that.

If so, will it be more serious than others......

The sand wind baptizes, and the cold sweat trickles.

Leng You's gaze finally fell on the blood stains on the sword fetus in his hand, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the world full of endless darkness slowly faded as his eyes calmed down.

......

The howling wind stirred the sky and the earth dark, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be depressed a little.

When Liang Qiuming walked forward, he felt that the wind and sand tightened slightly, and the jade ruler that was slightly floating up and down on the side of his ear felt the master's mind, and the pure white light emitted gradually became richer.

As soon as the people surnamed Wang, who had escaped death from afar, stood up and saw Liang Qiuming appear, and after exchanging glances for a while, they still didn't make any moves.

Leng You lowered his head slightly, and looked at the sword fetus in front of him, his face did not show much disgust, or discomfort, I don't know whether it was the sword fetus or the sand under the sword fetus.

Liang Qiuming's figure fell in front of him, and there were many questions to ask in his heart, but at this time, his throat moved, and he couldn't say a word, and they all turned into a slightly heavy greeting:

"Senior Brother Leng, are you okay?"

Leng You raised his head, moved his gaze to the slightly unbearable but solemn face, and was not the slightest surprised by Liang Qiuming's arrival, and said:

"Also...... Good. ”

opened his mouth to speak, Leng You realized that his throat ached faintly, and his lips were chapped at some point...... It seems that it has changed its own voice!

Liang Qiuming heard this overly hoarse voice, and suddenly thought of the screams of the clown who was killed when he just fell.

Hoarse, miserable, and helpless.

He staggered and took a few steps to the side, coming to Leng You's left side, three feet away from him.

Looking at the corpse of the demon demon not far behind Leng You, the wind and sand blew down, and then he solemnly asked, "What happened......?" It doesn't seem to be in the right state. ”

"That demon magic weapon...... Ahem......" Leng You couldn't help coughing twice, then secretly moistened his throat and continued to answer: "The magic weapon has a lot of resentment and has been affected. ”

"Resentment?......" Liang Qiuming groaned, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and blurted out: "Resentment gives rise to illusions, is this what the head of the family said about killing people and going crazy?!"

In the illusion, to everyone around him, the heart of killing and annihilation rose, even to Liang Qiuming, so to speak, in that moment, his mind almost went crazy.

"Hmm. Leng Yu nodded and responded calmly.

Yuding Zhenren and his murderous madness, since it is an extremely secret thing, Liang Qiu Ming said it in shock, and immediately had some regret on his face after speaking, but he secretly glimpsed that Leng You's face changed unchanged, and suddenly understood that Leng You's fear was that he knew about the Demon Punishment Order, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, and said:

"To tell you the truth, the head of the family did secretly give me the Demon Punishment Order. ”

"I know. ”

Really.

"But ......" Liang Qiuming had always had a cloud of doubt in his heart, and finally couldn't help but say at this time: "If you don't get angry, then how can you kill people and go crazy, but the head of the family said it himself, you can't escape this catastrophe...... This is strange, the head of the house has not confided half a point, and even Senior Sister Qing'er seems to be in the dark, why is it?"