"I didn't expect that you, who were in the limelight back then, would also fall into such a field. ”

As he spoke, the man walked down from the sky step by step, as if there were invisible stairs under his feet.

"All sentient beings seek to get rid of the mortal world and abandon the seven emotions and six desires, but you, who are bent on getting those seven emotions and six desires, are now united with others and are still pregnant with the six passions. ”

The Taoist rolled his eyes and looked at Mingzhu, looking at her with a gradual change in breath, it was demonic energy.

"You have been flawless all your life, but now before you die, you have this flaw, which is really regrettable. ”

The Taoist's tone was slightly turbulent.

"Go get the sword, you should pick it up. ”

Liu Baiyi still only has the person in her arms in her eyes, and the breath that gradually rises in Mingzhu's body is getting stronger and stronger, on the one hand, she has to control the fusion of breath, and on the other hand, she has to restrain the pain of fetal gas in her abdomen, her face is very weak, and it seems that she will faint at any time.

However, at this time, she finally let him take the sword, and she also listened to the words of the two people before.

"I understand. ”

What answered her was Liu Baiyi's soft voice.

The Taoist who was going down in the sky did not get angry when he saw that he was being ignored, and when he had cultivated to such a state, he was already tired of joy, how could it be like this.

Looking at the woman in front of him, whose breath fluctuated from high to low, he was also a little silent.

Mingzhu, she is very extraordinary, different from all living beings, just because she has no heart, so there is no sorrow, no joy, no anger and no sorrow, the desireless realm that the monks in the world are striving for, she can achieve it without cultivation, it can be said that she is born at the top.

It's just that everything has gains and losses, and everyone thinks differently, when they think that this is the love of heaven and earth, Mingzhu feels that this is a punishment.

She hated heaven and earth, hated all things, hated all the good things in the world, she hated all things with hearts, why didn't she alone, at that time, it was also the beginning of the origin of Mingzhu made known to the world, heaven and earth gods, and even rumored that her body had the secret of heaven and earth.

It is said that there is an indescribable relationship between Nuwa's success in creating people and the whip made by Na Ming bamboo.

As a result, a shocking battle broke out silently in an unknown land.

It's a pity that no one won, just because they were both defeated, and with their own strength, they actually fought with the three masters of the Tao in the world and the three primordial gods, which was so ferocious, but this is also more reminiscent of the miracle of Mingzhu.

And this person is one of the three masters of the Dao, although they are meritorious, but the longevity is approaching, the qi and blood are weak, and the first war consumed too much, if there is no accident, the rest of the life will only be left with the situation of running out of oil and lamps.

And they put all their hopes on the body of Minzhuzhi, and legend has it that she involves the power of creation, which is their last hope.

Right now.

Liu Baiyi's body suddenly shook, and at this moment Mingzhu was no longer able to speak, she used her fingers to write two words in his palm, child, her eyes were full of weakness.

"Don't worry, I know it all. ”

He smiled, giving it a reassuring look.

"They're all going to die. ”

It's just that although he is smiling, his words are full of killing intent, which is a promise to Mingzhu.

"Go to bed when you're tired, and everything will be fine when you wake up. ”

At this moment, the pearl spirit and the cast body are one, and they can return to the peak of the past when they are all fused, but it takes time, and this time may be a day, a month, or a year.

Watching Mingzhu slowly close his eyes, the murderous aura suddenly rose between heaven and earth, dyed red by the wind, and seemed to be one with the afterglow of the sunset.

He didn't know Mingzhu's past, and he didn't care, and now, he wanted to kill these people who stood in his way.

"Come out. ”

For so many years, he hadn't picked up a sword, hadn't thought about it, hadn't even said a sword, he had forgotten it.

However, now, for the sake of the person in his arms, for the sake of the child he has not yet seen, he decided to mention three more feet of autumn water cold.

Perhaps, no one knows what he will give up if he does this, and only he knows it, only the willow white clothes know, in this way, what he gave up is the way to enter the Tao, the sword is put down, and he really has no sword in his heart.

But now, he doesn't care.

If you can't cling to your feelings, how can you cling to the sword?

And with the short three-word exit, I saw a lonely bamboo house in the distance, and a wooden box that had been dusty for many years broke out of the ground on its own, but the ordinary wooden box had already decayed, and it had turned into sawdust as soon as it was drilled out of the ground.

And inside, is a sword that has been silent for many years, and at this moment, it is moved by the heart of the same origin and root, and the sword body has become a little vicissitudes for some reason, like mottled rust, and like dried blood.

The sword was the same at the beginning, but in an instant, it had already emitted a surging murderous aura, reckless and ferocious aura, and it did not need to be deliberate, it had already merged with the person's aura, and hung behind it half a step away, rising and falling in the air.

Nearly six years of hiding the front, today once it appeared, when a person who has no sword in his heart picks up the sword again, no one knows what will happen.

"Good sword, good sword. ”

The Daoist's stiff face trembled slightly, and his tone was even more sincerely admiring, even a little surprised.

"I can't imagine that in addition to Nashu Mountain, there can be a peerless swordsman like you in the mortal dust. "It's just that all the emotions dissipated in a moment, as if they had never appeared.

"But, you're alone, and you don't have any chance of winning after all. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure suddenly appear in the sky in the distance, very suddenly.

"Not bad. ”

And this sentence is exactly what the figure said, it is an old woman, with white hair, bent over and back, holding a cane in her right hand, wearing a flower-faced jacket, she is a demon.

"Let's get rid of them first, lest a few other old fellows come and grab something. ”

The old woman's tone was not shocked, and she stood in the corner of the sky with the Dao man, looking at the two people on the ground, as if looking at what she had in her pocket.

It's just that before the words fell, two earth-shattering sword lights had already pierced through the fierce and evil qi and slashed towards them, just like two turbid rivers.

These two swords have far surpassed those years, and they have forgotten the sword in their hearts, which is out of some kind of describable category, pure people, pure swords, and pure evil spirit.

The combination of the three suddenly amazed the world and frightened the two people.