The monkey continued to pounce on the old man, and his paws were about to tear off the old man's face in an instant.

Ye Bai didn't dare to slack off, a sword crossed in front of it, this thing's spiritual intelligence didn't seem to be high, and he still stubbornly bit towards the old man, and the black aura on his body became thicker and thicker.

Ye Bai blocked it with his sword again.

"Squeak"

The ghost monkey was furious, and he ignored it for a moment, and came towards Ye Bai to fight, his paws flying wildly, "hissing", and turning into a remnant of the Dao in the air.

The old man coughed suppressed, got up, put on his robe, and hurried away.

Ye Bai blocked several claw blows, and the ghost monkey's other claw faintly turned dark green.

Asked, a strange stench, a dizzy feeling came.

Ye Bai understood that this claw was afraid of being poisonous, and he was a little afraid to get up, and after fighting again, because he wanted to avoid that claw, he couldn't dodge, and the other claw was full of wounds around Ye Bai's body.

Ye Bai's sword is only a mortal realm.

This ghost monkey has reached the realm of spiritual creatures.

The monkey became more eerie, and seemed to devour some unknown being, resembling a ghost.

"Tear Pull"

The green claws cut half of Ye Bai's palm into a big hole in an instant, almost tearing the entire hand.

The leaves are white and stinging.

The ghost monkey seized the opportunity and jumped on Ye Bai all of a sudden, as long as he could bite Ye Bai at once, the sharpness on the canine teeth was shown in Ye Bai's eyes.

"Bang. ”

A deerskin bag smashed over.

The ghost monkey is blocked.

Ye Bai's entire hand was rotting, but this block finally had a little respite.

"There's a sword talisman in the bag. ”

The old man panted.

Ye Bai nodded, and with a sword in his right hand, he forced the ghost monkey back again, but his whole body seemed to be floating in the sea of clouds, and all around him were white.

"Whoa. ”

The old man's expression at the moment became a little weird in an instant, and he suddenly laughed, a little crazy, a little helpless.

Ye Bai's finger was connected to a strange wooden sword.

The wooden sword turned into Ye Bai's wound in an instant, and the pain increased instantly, I don't know how much.

"The second one. ”

The old man said.

Ye Bai took out the "Sword Talisman", and the ghost-faced monkey's paws passed through Ye Bai's neck, leaving blood on the ground, half of his face, and almost all of them left deep wounds.

A brilliant sword light flew by.

Hit the ghost monkey's body.

The ghost monkey fell like a broken sack, and when it fell, it was soft and lumpy, and its grimace was still crazy and gurgling.

"Dingding. ”

The sound of bells was heard.

Ye Bai turned around, and the sword moved with it.

The woman looked at the ghost monkey corpse blankly, a little overwhelmed, and even looked at Ye Bai's eyes, very scared.

The old man understood, waved his hand and comforted, "Just go back and say what you see." ”

The woman bowed tremblingly, turned around and went out, her little face very white.

The old man looked at Ye Bai and smiled bitterly: "I forgot that it was the swordsmanship just now, you got it and you need to get through, but if you can't survive, you will die, you have no choice, and I don't have it now." ”

Ye Bai didn't hear these words.

Ye Bai had already fallen asleep groggily, and the wound on his left hand closed quickly. The entire arm began to be covered with fine jet-black lines, and the lines did not stop, spreading throughout the body.

This is not like the "Immortal Dao Sword Technique", but more like the "Killing Heart Technique" of the Demon Dao.

The old man looked back at the sword lines on Ye Bai's body, and muttered, "Everything is the will of heaven, I didn't trust the sky three hundred years ago." After 300 years, I thought that the sky was everything, but now I have to beg for it. ”

The old man seemed to recall the first meeting at that time three hundred years ago.

Some bright red clothes, a blood-colored long sword, and a peerless face, standing in the wind.

Crush

The magic pattern is getting thicker and thicker.

It almost turned into a cicada cocoon.

Pitch-black sword qi slowly emerged from Ye Bai's body.

Seeing this, the old man sighed, picked up Ye Bai, turned around and went out, and went directly into the ice cellar of the thousand-year-old spirit ice jade, where he hid his treasure.

Ye Bai was lying in the ice cellar, the spirit ice jade slowly melted, and countless spiritual qi swarmed in.

It's not Ye Bai who is devouring that aura, but the "sword technique", the lifeless sword trick is devouring!

The sword pattern swirled around Ye Bai's body.

The old man shivered from the cold, and finally smiled bitterly and said, "Who can survive such pain, such silence, and such a "

Ye Bai has night on his head, and night under his feet.

Ye Bai seems to be a homeless person on a trip.

There were no lights around.

Ye Bai walked step by step like this, I don't know how many years have passed.

When he arrived at the back, Ye Bai suddenly laughed, he had already collapsed, and he was about to faint to death, and Ye Bai's breath outside slowly disappeared.

Once you pass out here, then you are dead.

Ye Bai continued to move forward, even if the drowsiness was still there, accompanied by pain, step by step, pain, more pain, extreme pain.

Ye Bai felt his feet, and he realized that the pain came from the sword blade, and there were countless sword blades under his feet.

Time is meaningless and passes slowly.

Now Ye Bai's feet can be felt, which sword blade is more painful, which sword blade is smooth, and which sword blade

I don't know how many times later.

Ye Bai tentatively began to go, the sword blade that was not too painful, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, human instinct.

Walking and walking, along the path of the sword.

But in the back, Ye Bai regretted it a little.

There was no stop, no end, no final pain, and it suddenly disappeared, and the blade became exactly the same, and finally disappeared.

Ye Bai laughed and cried, it seemed that everything was not felt, there was no pain here, there was no fear, but such loneliness was enough to drive people crazy, the pain was accompanied, and it could be relieved, but the pain disappeared and died of silence.

I don't know how long I walked until this way.

Ye Bai felt it and closed his eyes.

He felt that he was out of the night, but the light was still there.

Hidden Sword.

Zang Feng.

Ye Bai suddenly remembered something and smiled: "The hidden sword has been life and death for ten years, and a sword Sumeru moves ghosts and gods." ”

This is Ye Bai's hidden sword technique, which he obtained from an ancient tomb in his previous life, but it only brings pain, not any benefits. This pain is addictive, the cultivation of the body, the practice is the soul, the body is easy to polish, but the soul is not easy to practice, and this can act on the pain of the soul, is the best tempering.

The reason why Ye Bai was able to survive for so long was because he had experienced such pain and was suitable for such pain.

Maybe this hidden sword trick is part of this lifeless sword trick.

Ye Bai thought.

There was an extra touch of moonlight in the sky, and there was a sword technique in the moonlight, turning into a sword, and the sword fell into Ye Bai's heart.

He passed

The old man watched the cocoon slowly wither and wither, and sighed, he had already thought of such a result in his heart, and he had some expectations.

I look forward to my apprentice being able to get this sword technique and get extremely close to the way of the sword.

"But I'm afraid, it's just going to kill one person. ”

The old man was suddenly a little lost, and then murmured: "Poor, pitiful, I am old, and at this time, what expectations do I still have? I would rather go to the mortal world and retreat than this child, who accidentally stumbled and obtained the sword technique, but lost his life." ”

The old man muttered, his eyes turned gray, and it seemed that everything had been seen indifferently, and there was no breath of life.

The calloon suddenly lit up.

The old man rubbed his eyes, and the calloon lit up again as if it had responded to him.

The old man rubbed his eyes again.

In the end, I suddenly cried, crying a lot.

Then he scolded loudly: "Where is the sand!!!! Ye Bai Xiaoer!"