The humanoid lightning slew the evil spirit in one fell swoop, and the skull did not disperse, and the thunderstorm poured in, enveloping the center of the altar.

Nine thick arcs of electricity swam along the blackiron chain like a tyrannosaurus.

The nine-tailed demon fox felt a huge oppression and woke up from a deep sleep.

Over the years, she has spent most of her time in a deep sleep in order to save her demonic power, and today for some reason, the heavenly punishment came one after another to wake her up several times.

And before, in order to resist the punishment, she almost exhausted the demonic power that she had worked hard to gather over the years.

The danger is approaching quickly, and the nine-tailed demon fox reacts very quickly, under her full strength, she lifted the snow-white fox tail with difficulty, each of which is three zhang high, as strong as a rock pillar, and the fox tail towers into the air, there are as many as nine, and these are the symbols of the nine-tailed demon fox.

Nine giant tails swaggered in the void, setting off a white storm.

It's just that at present, the nine-tailed demon fox seems to have weak demon power, and the giant tail vibrates every time she breathes, obviously when she is weak, it consumes a lot of demon power, and she has no choice in the face of survival.

In the void, I saw that the nine giant tails intertwined to support white arcs, making a terrifying sound of 'stabbing lala', but compared to the power released by the humanoid lightning, it seemed so pale and powerless.

With just one face, the humanoid lightning tore through the formation of nine giant tails, one giant tail was torn alive, and none of the other eight giant tails were intact, some were scorched black, some became incomplete, extremely miserable, and the air was filled with a scorching smell......

Almost at the same time, the nine arcs of lightning that swam on the blackiron chain transformed the tyrannosaurus into her body.

Each of the dark iron chains penetrated into her body, connecting the bones, heart veins and other vital parts, and this heavy blow undoubtedly hit the heart of the nine-tailed demon fox, and in an instant, her body seemed to be torn apart, at this moment, her soul seemed to be nailed to the 'pillar of shame' and suffered lightning punishment over and over again, and her whole body flashed with lightning, and it was scorched black......

"Ahh

At this moment, the nine-tailed demon fox actually let out a woman's miserable scream, which was heart-wrenching and extremely poignant......

Nan Jiantian was shocked, looking for prestige, but saw a graceful woman dressed in a thin veil, falling to the ground as soft as a bone, her whole body was like a bloodbath, and she was scarred......

It seems to have an indescribable heartache.

The humanoid lightning slashed down again, and a crystal ice lotus appeared on the weak woman's void top, heading towards the humanoid lightning autonomously.

Before the ice lotus could condense and form, it was struck by a bolt of lightning, shattered in an instant, and turned into a rain of snow, crossing the galaxy sky, and quietly blooming......

The humanoid lightning slashed down mercilessly, and the weak woman was once again overwhelmed by the arc of electricity, and her delicate body spasmed, but she fell to the center of the altar, no longer moving, and even lost the strength to struggle and scream......

The jade bi supported by the Nine Dragons Pillar slowly closed like a canopy of heaven, covering her figure from the world.

The face of the world, like a white horse passing through a gap, even if you only see one side, it will make people want to wait for a lifetime.

Words can no longer describe the desolate face, like a holy angel, the memory instantly turns into eternity, in the corner of the years, quietly blooming!

The seventh floor of the Demon Tower.

In the sky, heavy snow fell, and the sky and earth became icy and jade, and the beauty was beyond imagination and suffocating.

The snowflakes in the sky are like silver butterflies flying high, leading the swirling flow over the peak.

The vicissitudes of the years have not limited Dugu from seeking defeat, the years have always been, everyone has been well!

At this moment, his whole body is covered with crystals, like a lotus flower sitting in front of the Buddha, and the lights in his heart are swaying, just to ignite the inextinguishable faith.

With his perception of artistic conception, a series of reverberating air currents were formed around him, surging passionately around him, such as wild horses, snow dragons, and snow phoenixes, each feeling affected the surrounding vision.

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It's too late to reverie, and I can't care about saying goodbye.

The years are in a hurry, and it is difficult to take away a trace of anything.

Who really gains and what is being lost?

Snowflakes are like washing, and it is difficult to wash away the loneliness!

At this moment, a stumbling figure walked out of the valley, and it was the belated wave of clouds.

I saw that he was wearing loose hair, his whole body was ragged, and there was a shocking claw mark on his chest.

After a stick of incense, he stopped in an open area, surrounded by rocky peaks, and he looked around, hoping to find something.

Suddenly, a stone peak with a smooth stone wall attracted his attention, especially the line of text engraved on it: "Sword Demon Dugu seeks defeat and seals himself here!"

"Sword Demon, could it be the legendary 'Sword Saint Senior' in my Eastern Earth Continent?" Lang Chuanyun was shocked and surprised in his heart.

"Could it be that God helped me, and actually let me find the traces of the Sword Saint's predecessors in the Demon Town Tower. ”

He forgot about the injuries all over his body, and hurried straight ahead, and soon he made a new discovery, he saw many sword marks of different shades on the stone peak.

Lang Chuyun can be sure that only the 'Sword Saint' can stay with such a strong sword intent, and he enters the Dao with a sword, and it is difficult to find a match in the field of kendo in the whole world.

Finally, Lang Chuanyun found the traces of the 'Sword Demon' in front of a cave, but he had entered the realm of 'Entering Concentration' and 'Forgetting Things and Me' at the moment, and he didn't bother forward.

Lang Chuyun inadvertently glanced at the half-handled 'magic sword' inserted in the stone wall, and his eyes showed a look of fanaticism, this is a peerless demon soldier coveted by the monks of the entire Eastern Earth Continent, and it was actually shelved here by its owner?

In the early years, the Demon Sword Wave had seen the magic sword in the sword weapon ranking of the Eastern Earth Continent, so he could recognize it at a glance, and this magic weapon could easily rank among the top three in the entire Eastern Earth Continent.

It was with it that the Sword Demon relied on it to dominate the wind and clouds, and the blood was thousands of miles away!

A sword shines in Kyushu, sweeping away the injustices in the world!

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, the waves moved forward slightly, lest the sound of stepping on the snow disturb the respected senior, he stopped three feet away from the other party and bowed his head reverently, and then waited under the snow curtain.

And at this moment, two voices echoed in Dugu's ears for a long time.

"'Pick up', 'put down'!"

"Picking up is the weight of life, and putting it down must always be ......"

"Everything in the world has its cause and effect and fixed number, Bodhi represents reincarnation and rebirth, and all causes and effects of all living beings are Bodhi ......"

"Bodhi not only represents all of the above, but also means 'lifting' and 'letting go', all things have their own always, cause and effect have their own fixed numbers, and picking up and putting down can also be regarded as a reincarnation. ”

"What can I let go? Maybe I should have let go...... It's time to put down ......"

The black wind howled, the silver branches of the ice trees 'buzzed', and the cold wind left their figures in the vast sky, and only a trace of afterglow remained in the blood-colored sun.

The whistling wind was wrapped in a biting cold, and the waves were invaded over and over again, and his weak body was almost stiffened by an afternoon of waiting and kneeling on the spot, and his hands were frozen so that he did not obey the call, and his forehead bangs and eyebrows were covered with snow-white ice ballast, but he always maintained a kneeling posture and struggled to support.

As a monk of the Eastern Earth Continent, only he understands the meaning of the word 'Sword Demon', for Sword Cultivation it is a sacred mountain, it is a belief in cultivation, 'Sword Demon' has been famous for a long time, and it has disappeared for a long time, but the legend of him has never stopped.

Countless sword cultivators admire its prestige, and only wish to be able to see its magnificent style in their lifetime, if they can be taught by it, even if they pay their lives!

In the eyes of the world, everything about the Sword Demon can be called sacred, even if he is crazy and arrogant, he is also regarded as a saint who 'wants to be canonized, first become a demon'.