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Outside the ancient forbidden land, the birdsong mountain is secluded, and there is no other noise except for the faint sound of battle and roar in front of the distant peak. There is a gentle mountain breeze, blowing gently from afar, and the mountains are verdant and shaking together, as if it is not the scenery of the world.

Under the four vigorous characters of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, the quaint stone wall outside the cave looks like it has peeled off a lot, as if the endless years are quietly flowing here. And at this moment, this mountain field also seemed to be silent, watching the two men silently confront each other.

How many years have passed quietly like this, and when I look back, how many old friends are left?

Lin Jingyu has been silent, but the expression on his face has been changing violently at the same time, only his eyes have never left the ghostly figure. The man standing silently in front of him! Is it really Zhang Xiaofan at the beginning?

At last he spoke, his voice low and slightly hoarse, and said, 'Why did you kill him?' he was just an old man in his last years. ’

The muscles on Ghost Li's face seemed to twitch, and he raised his eyes to look at Lin Jingyu, that childhood playmate, there was a faint flash of green tendons on his face, it could be seen that he was trying his best to control his emotions, but such a strong expression, as if he was born with it!

It's like, when he was a child, he was already familiar with it. And now, he stood there openly, in the sun, questioning himself......

In the deep dense forest, there seemed to be a pair of dark eyes, staring coldly at the figures of the two men.

Ghost stared at him for a long time, and then said slowly, "He is in my way. ’

Lin Jingyu snorted, and then, he looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, as if he was telling himself something deeply, and after a while, when he turned around, he already had an indifferent expression.

He looked at Ghost Li deeply, looked at this face that was once extremely familiar but was so unfamiliar at the moment, and said coldly: "Since the tragedy in Caomiao Village, when only the two of us survived, I have always treated you as my brother, do you know?"

The corners of Ghost Li's mouth twitched, and he nodded slowly.

Lin Jingyu stared at him and said, "In my heart, I have always thought that the two of us are the closest people, so even if you betrayed Qingyun ten years ago, I have always had hope, hoping that one day in the future you will be able to find your way back and return to the right path." For the first time, a bleak expression appeared on his face, but there was a faint hatred in this disappointment, and he sneered: "However, I was still wrong after all, I should have understood a long time ago that you are no longer my best brother Zhang Xiaofan, you are now the murderer of the Demon Sect, and you are ruthless." ’

He laughed miserably, the expression on his face was even more resolute, only listening to the sound of the dragon's groan, the blue light was sheng, and the 'dragon sword' burst out of the sheath, the sword qi was like a dragon, surging, and he wanted to choose people to devour, reflecting Lin Jingyu's young but angry face, as if it was a little hideous.

'You and I used to love each other, but today we will cut it off!'

The sonorous words are as clear as being cut off. A sword of blue light that followed tore through the silence, and the volley swept across the hard ground stones, with a bang, and it took a long breath. After the hustle and bustle, what was left was a deep sword mark on the stone slab between the two people.

Ghost Li's face changed suddenly, and even his body trembled slightly for some reason, and he stared at the deep mark on the ground tightly, and for the first time there was a trace of pain on his face that could not be concealed.

The sword mark was so deep that it was embedded in the hard stone that it could never be erased. He looked at the trace so much that even what Lin Jingyu said, he was a little negligent.

Deep sword marks, once upon a time, it seemed familiar?

It seems that at some point, there is also a person who cherishes in his heart, who is so ruthless and unjust, and so categorical!

Deep scars, deep scars, cut the stone slabs under their feet, cut off the love and righteousness of the world, and hurt it, but whose heart is it?

As if he couldn't breathe, Ghost Li gasped involuntarily, and even his body began to tremble uncontrollably, but the next moment, he controlled himself again. The expression of excitement flashed across his face, never to be seen again. He slowly lowered his head, unnoticed, and quietly clenched his teeth.

Then, he looked up and looked at Lin Jingyu for a long time, clenching his hands into fists, and even digging his nails deep into his flesh.

But on his face, he smiled.

Lin Jingyu became more and more angry, and said, "What are you laughing at?"

The ghost stared at him for a long time, and said softly, 'Do you know how to get lost?' He suddenly laughed loudly, and laughed bitterly, and said, "I am lost, I can't find the way, but what is the right way, your way?'

Lin Jingyu said sharply: "Yes, the right path is the right way, and if you rebel against the right path, you will fall astray." ’

'Phew!'

Lin Jingyu's body was shocked, and he was stunned.

Ghost Li's face turned miserable, he looked up at the sky, and spit angrily: 'Who said that the right path is the right way?

Lin Jingyu's eyebrows were furrowed, his face was murderous, and he said coldly: "Since you and I have already broken off our righteousness, why bother to say more!"

Ghost Li looked at me coldly and said, 'You're going to kill me?'

Lin Jingyu said awe-inspiringly: "The old man who died under your hands has taught me carefully in the past ten years, treating me like a son, being as kind as a mountain, and being as straight as my father. He died at your hands, and you are obstinate and unrepentant, so I will eliminate the harm for the people and avenge his old man. ’

Ghost Li sneered and said, "There are many jackals in this world, and it doesn't mean anything, but my wish is not fulfilled, and I definitely can't die." ’

Lin Jingyu let out a long laugh, full of contempt, the dragon slaying sword lit up, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, the grievances between you and me for more than ten years will be settled today!"

The ghost snorted, and the faint blue light on his right hand lit up, and the black light that flashed with the burning stick of the year flew up quietly.

The birds chirp lightly, the mountains are more secluded, the mountains are verdant, the breeze is gentle, under the boundless blue sky, before the thousand-year-old cave, two childhood friends, cold to each other, have to fight for life and death.

It was at this time that suddenly, from behind the two of them, there was a low roar from the 'Phantom Moon Cave Mansion', and the surrounding realm began to tremble slightly, and the expressions of the two changed.

Before they could react, in the thousand-year-old cave, a purple gas flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the purple gas rose, enveloping the cave, and the clouds surged, during which there was a thunderous sound, and the purple gas was like a pillar, and the momentum was thousands, and it rushed straight into the sky.

There were only two men left in front of such wonders of heaven and earth, who looked very small at the moment, their clothes fluttering, and they were indifferent to each other again.

The wind is bleak.

Tongtian Peak, solemn and solemn, not only is the righteous path silent, but even the black and oppressive beast demons in front of them seem to feel something, and they all quieted down, silently raised their heads, and looked up to the sky.

Standing on the huge head of the white bone monster, the bright silk clothes on the beast god's body fluttered gently in the wind, a face that looked like a young man, but there was a gaze in his eyes that he didn't know how much wind and frost he had experienced, and he also looked at the grand sword array that gradually appeared in the sky.

The majestic purple gas, first from the Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak back mountain rises up, its speed is like electricity, its momentum is incomparable, soaring to the sky, such as the huge purple pillar that stands on the top of the sky, Huo Ran appeared in this vast world. I saw that the purple gas was steaming, surging and flowing, breaking through the air, and finally falling on the ancient sword of Zhuxian that looked like a stone but not a stone.

The next moment, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword lit up, even if it was far away, countless human beings could still feel that it was high in the air, and in that ancient sword, there seemed to be something, just touched it, and slowly woke up from a long sleep.

On the Zhuxian Ancient Sword, a ray of light bloomed, reflecting the face of Dao Xuan Zhenren.

He was dressed in a dark green robe, hunting and hunting, holding a sword in his right hand, his face was solemn, and his left hand was holding the sword trick, and his low voice came from between heaven and earth, like a Sanskrit chanting, like a strange spell, echoing far away. Suddenly, he swung his sword technique in his left hand, piercing straight into the sky, and almost at the same time, at the other six towering peaks of the Qingyun Mountain Range, six-colored light rose at the same time, like a long rainbow running through the sky, breaking through the sky, crossing a long trajectory in the sky, and finally landing on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

In an instant, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was engulfed by the dazzling brilliance, like the rising sun falling into the world, unable to see, and the brilliant light burst out from the ancient sword, dispersing the black gas that was originally hovering at one end of the sky without a trace.

In the intense light, the seven-colored light fused into one, rising in the dazzling white light, and in the sky, it turned into a huge seven-colored giant sword, with brilliant light and rainbow flashes. Subsequently, the huge colored main sword began to gradually grow larger under the continuous injection of spiritual energy from the Seven Veins Mountain Peak, and gradually separated various small monochromatic qi swords in the process of getting bigger, more and more, densely distributed in the sky.

Above the ground, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd of people looking at the Dao, and countless young disciples, whether they were under the Qingyun Sect or not, all showed admiration and worship on their faces, looking up at the majestic sword array in the sky that was almost like a myth. And many people who have experienced the turmoil ten years ago seem to have mixed feelings at the moment, some are happy, and some are silent.

In the crowd, in the crowd of young disciples around her, Lu Xueqi silently looked up at the incomparably brilliant and imposing Zhuxian Sword Array, and the Dao glow even reflected from the sky, enveloping all the crowd, including her, and brightening her cheeks. It's just that there is no expression on her cold and beautiful face, only a pair of bright eyes, reflecting seven-colored light, faint, flashing with strange feelings, but after all, no one can see her deep heart.

Ten years have passed, it turned out that inadvertently, just quietly passed, who still remembers, the heart-rending roar at the top of Qingyun Mountain? Who remembers the young man who fell into despair?

Lu Xueqi's body trembled slightly, as if she suddenly thought of something unbearable and moving, and even the expression on her face was gloomy, only subconsciously, she held the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand tighter.

The shadow of the sword in the sky is becoming denser and denser, and the infinite light covers the entire sky.

In the pupils of the beast god's eyes, the infinite sword shadow of the entire sky was reflected, and after looking at it for a long time, he nodded, his face was solemn, and he sighed: "Sure enough, it is a ghostly workmanship, I didn't expect that there would be such an unborn figure in Middle Earth, who could gather the spiritual energy of the mountains and create such a peerless sword array." It's amazing!'

He high-fived and said three times in a row: 'Amazing!'

'Amazing!'

'Amazing!'

He admired it in his mouth, but there was no trace of fear and fear on his face, or rather, no one knew that something like him that looked like a human or a ghost, but there was still a fear and fear?

In the midst of the wind and clouds, the huge white bone monster let out a low roaring sound, slowly rising and standing in the air, facing the water qilin with teeth and claws in front of it, and the Dao Xuan real person standing on the back of the water qilin.

The wind blows, and the sky is silent!

The noise of the crowd of beasts and demons under their feet seemed to suddenly become distant, only two people faced each other face to face, the world was empty, but it seemed to be narrow, and it could not accommodate two people.

The two looked at each other.

Dao Xuan Zhenren said coldly: "Under the sword of Zhu Xian, the demons and evil spirits have never escaped alive, if you are smart, you will descend, and you will be closed in Qingyun Mountain for a lifetime, I can spare your life." ’

The beast god was stunned for a moment, then lost his laughter, but didn't pay attention to it, just shook his head slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little ridiculed. Seeing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren didn't say much, took a deep breath, held the Zhuxian Ancient Sword tightly in his right hand, and suddenly made a move in his left hand, and suddenly an orange qi sword burst out from the Zhuxian Sword Array, sending out a sharp roar that broke through the air, and shot towards the beast god.

The beast god's face was indifferent, but a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on this flying qi sword, seeing that this small orange sword was like lightning, and in a blink of an eye, it flew to a place less than a zhang in front of him. The beast god suddenly raised his left hand, and his five fingers spread out in the direction where the qi sword flew from.

In mid-air, black qi appeared out of thin air, and in front of the beast god, it instantly condensed into a black shield wall, sharp from top to bottom, and forcibly blocked in front of the orange little sword.

A moment later, the orange air sword slammed into the black shield!

Heaven and earth, at that moment, were still silent.

'Boom!'

Then, like the rising sun, the sky and the earth thundered at the beginning of the day, and a huge roar burst out in an instant, and in the black orange light, there were a few flashes of lightning before slowly subsided.

These two things were originally formless qi, but as if the hardest treasure in the world shook each other, the entire heavens and the earth were shrouded in a huge roar.

Invisible sound waves, with the strong wind sweeping, Qingyun Mountain, everyone is buzzing in their ears, and their faces are pale. Although everyone knew that these two people were extremely high in Taoism, as soon as they fought, the seemingly ordinary one of them tested each other, and it was really unexpected that they were so powerful, and at the same time, the final outcome of this battle was even more unpredictable.

Some people even faintly thought in their hearts that after this catastrophe, under such a fierce fighting method, Qingyun Mountain did not know what it would become.

In mid-air, Dao Xuan Zhenren and the Beast God looked at each other, both expressionless, and they couldn't see the slightest emotion of surprise and stunned. Under the brilliant colored qi sword in the sky, a cloud of black qi shrouded around the beast god looked particularly dazzling.

After a while, Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to snort lightly and coldly, and the sword trick in his left hand was introduced, and where the Dao robe flew, the dazzling ancient sword in his hand flashed, but in the sky, suddenly the wind was blowing, and the sword shadows in the sky were all shaking in an instant. For a time, the sky was so dazzling that it was almost impossible to see.

The beast god's face changed, and his concentration was opposite. Sure enough, it only took a moment, starting from behind Dao Xuan Zhenren, dozens of colored qi swords had already turned their heads, trembling in the air, and aimed at the beast god. The icy cold qi was surging in the blink of an eye, and it didn't take long for half of the qi swords in the air, I don't know how many there were at a glance, they all seemed to be manipulated by an invisible force, and slowly turned their heads.

Between heaven and earth, there is a sense of slaughter. But it didn't wait for anyone to be amazed, the ancient sword Zhu Xian in the hands of Dao Xuan Zhenren was already soaring, and at the same time, like an angry tide bursting out, the waves crashed on the shore, and more than 100 monochrome qi swords in the Zhu Xian Sword Array formed a huge sword rain of seven zhang in length and width, and swooped down.

The sky was filled with the sound of breaking the sky and screaming, and the sound of 'whooshing' filled the world. The beast god looked at the overwhelming rain of swords, and shouted, and the huge evil spirit monsters under his feet raised their heads to the sky and howled in unison, and the sound was extremely terrible. But seeing that his hands were wide open and closed, his posture was swinging, and his movements were clumsy, even if he was far away, somehow, everyone on Tongtian Peak had a strange desolate song in their ears at the same time.

The song is very different from Middle-earth, desolate and majestic, like a wild beast roaring in the sky on a stormy night, and even more inexhaustible.

With the sound of a low ancient sound, accompanied by the sound of drums and monsters, the black gas around the beast god suddenly rose, black as ink, flowing rapidly in the wind, almost like a black dragon with teeth and claws, looking at the world.