Lin Yizhi knew that it was impossible for that Duan Mu Ningque to talk to him like this, and his cold eyes showed everything. If it was just him, maybe Duanmu Ningque would have replied to him with two or three sentences, but there is a Hu Feng here, although he walked far ahead, but Duanmu Ningque would not say a word.

"Actually, Senior Brother Hu is ......" Lin Yizhi couldn't help but say it, but as soon as he raised his head, he was facing Mu Ningque's cold eyes that wanted to kill, so he had to swallow his saliva and swallow the words.

Unexpectedly, this woman who didn't seem to eat fireworks in the world actually glanced at him and said coldly: "You don't hold grudges...... It's a shame to say good things about him......"

Saying that, he stepped past Lin Yizhi first, and the light blue shirt flashed in front of Lin Yizhi's eyes, and the person was already in the depths of the Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Lin Yizhi shook his head to himself, thinking to himself, but it's okay, she is like this, why should I bother......

He didn't catch up, he just wanted to catch up, and he knew that Duanmu Ningque would never go with him. There is a little shadow in my heart for the days to come.

After thinking about it, he shook his head again, no matter what, it is still helpful for his cultivation here, otherwise Lin Yizhi would really turn around and go back, find out what kind of will he would make, and exempt himself from his qualifications on the spot.

Forget it, if it comes, it will be safe. Lin Yizhi still walked in.

Full of worries, Lin Yizhi walked forward slowly. Then he found that as he walked deeper into the hall, the original memories would pop out of his mind silently, instantly overlapping with everything he saw in front of him. I can't tell what is the past and what is the present.

Magnificent, quaint, shocking!

It's just three words that Lin Yizhi can only think of when he digs out his mind, but with such a description, he feels that it seems that everything he sees in front of him is far from enough.

The main hall is deep and wide. There was not a single candle, but every three steps, there was a huge gossip pattern circulating on the vicissitudes of life and heavy wall, and with the flowing true qi, these huge gossip patterns slowly flowed and rotated at an eternal speed, and the true qi was hazy and abundant. All the gossip made a tinkling sound because of the rotation of the true qi, and it was in this vast and empty hall.

The fairy sound is distant and ethereal, as if it is going to dream for a thousand years, secluded and quiet. On top of this circulating gossip, this true qi presented a pure and flawless light blue beam, and the blue gossip beams on the walls on both sides reflected each other, like a fairyland.

Just because of this blue air current, there is not a single candle in this temple, but it is still bright all night, and no darkness seems to dare to take a step forward.

The way of heaven is vast and vast.

In this forbidden place, it seems to be full of vicissitudes and vitality, it seems that people have forgotten life and death, sorrows and joys, and there is nothing else in front of them.

Lin Yizhi walked slowly like this, in fact, when he saw goodbye to such a scene, it was already the second time. But every time, the shock in my heart never stopped.

His figure passed through the massive blue gossip beam on the wall. The beam of light shone softly on his body, and he felt as if he was also clothed in this layer of faint blue holy light, and in an instant, his whole body was a little ethereal and vicissitudes.

He was like a pious child, and with every step he took, he felt the repetition of the scenery in front of him exactly as in that fantasy, but she never felt monotonous or boring.

It was this repetition that played out all the time in his life, and perhaps for him, it was the true meaning and the glory.

At the end of the deep road of the main hall, a huge golden tripod is standing in the middle of this road, the tripod has already been paved with incense ash, and in the middle of the tripod, the three pillars of sandalwood flickering brightly and darkly, the fragrance is faint, I don't know where to drift.

There has been no change here, this kind of eternity, it seems that even the sand and dust in this sword pavilion have not increased or decreased by half a cent.

Lin Yizhi cautiously raised his head and looked behind the golden tripod. If he remembered it well, behind the golden tripod was the demeanor of the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword, the first of the four terrifying swords.

Sure enough, but after seeing the big ding, in the middle of a huge gossip stone platform, there was an extremely strong true qi coming out of it, this true qi was the source of the gossip true qi on all the walls of the hall, the source of the true qi formed a dark blue true qi vortex, the vortex rotated extremely fast, the vortex could not see the bottom, just like a bottomless hole, the source of the true qi seemed to flow out of the ground.

The divine sword, which carries the meaning of eternal killing and mighty majesty, is erected upside down on this flowing blue vortex, the sword aura is overflowing, and on the ancient sword body, two large characters like heavenly books are clearly visible.

Lin Yizhi looked at those two words, he didn't know what those two words were, and he had never seen the kind of writing that seemed to be vicissitudes and quaint, but Lin Yizhi's heart clearly felt what those two unfamiliar words were.

This is the pronunciation of those two words, just like the words can speak, the voice has passed through the vicissitudes of thousands of years, and it has reverberated in the depths of his soul for a long time.

The pen is like a knife, and the momentum on this word makes people dare not face it squarely, as if you look at it more than once, it is a kind of contempt for this supreme holy object.

Lin Yizhi's eyes clearly felt an extremely real tingling sensation, he wanted to struggle to take a look at the Immortal Hidden Divine Sword that had become a kind of symbol, but he found that he really couldn't do it, if he looked at it more, every stroke of the two words on the sword seemed to turn into a sword that flashed with cold light, and it rushed towards him with a roar of vicissitudes.

Lin Yi's heart was shocked, and he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a faint killing and bloodthirsty intent, which quietly diffused from this vast immortal hidden divine sword.

That kind of killing and bloodthirsty intent slowly swayed twice in this air, and it seemed to be slightly surprised, and it stopped for an instant, and then turned around in unison, and the direction of the turn was where Lin Yizhi was.

Lin Yizhi suddenly felt the fluttering killing and bloodthirsty intent, and suddenly the house seemed to have life, and in that ethereal aura, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes that belonged to the murderous bloodthirsty meaning, with a dark crimson, in the vast aura diffused in the air, with inexplicable throbbing and burning, just looked at this incomparably thin figure.

There seemed to be a cheerful roar, and those eyes with real killing and bloodthirsty breath went crazy into the unsuspecting Lin Yizhi's body.

At the same time, Lin Yizhi suddenly felt that in the depths of the dantian, there was a faint blue aura that formed at some point, but that faint blue aura was originally very weak, so weak that it could almost be ignored. So Lin Yizhi never discovered its existence.

And at the moment when Lin Yizhi discovered this faint blue aura, this aura, which was originally faint enough to be ignored, suddenly flashed blue, and the killing and bloodthirsty aura that had penetrated into Lin Yizhi's body could not enter Lin Yizhi's body for less than a breath, and had already been absorbed by the dark blue aura in the dantian.

The blue area, which was originally only the size of a star in the dantian, instantly skyrocketed.

A familiar cold aura instantly spread all over Lin Yizhi's body, and then slowly flowed into the depths of his divine soul, like millions of ants, frantically biting at the situation that belonged to the depths of his divine soul.

The long-lost killing and bloodthirstiness, accompanied by the bone-eroding pain from the depths of the divine soul, rushed towards Lin Yizhi. The next moment, his whole body trembled, and his originally clear eyes were instantly filled with a penetrating blue.

At the same time, Duanmu Ningque, who had already found a good position by himself, closed his eyes, and crossed his knees to move away from the Infinite Dao, suddenly opened his eyes. Quietly cast a cold look at Lin Yizhi.

Her body seemed to tremble slightly.

Duanmu Ningque secretly said that it was not good, and quickly investigated the operation of the true qi in his body, and found that the extinguishing qi that was forcibly suppressed by himself did not know when the blue light won a big victory, and there was a tendency to move.

The coldness that belonged to the aura of silence also spread throughout his body in an instant. If it weren't for Duanmu Ningque's tenacity, I'm afraid that this cold would have tormented her in pain.

Duanmu Ning couldn't care about her own situation, because she understood that it must be Lin Yizhi at this time that the Silent Demon Heart attacked again. Because she used the forbidden secret technique of the Cangli Divine Sword in the sea of obsession fire-blood oath.

From now on, whenever and wherever he spawns the Demon Heart, he will be as miserable as him!

Duanmu Ningque Secret Dao is not good, and it can't be controlled a lot, and the Worryless Infinite Dao is running violently. It may be that the aura in this Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion is already many times more abundant than in the outer world, and within three breaths of Duanmu Condensation, the aura of silence has been suppressed.

Then, while quickly resisting the breath of silence that refused to give in, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Yizhi's situation.

Lin Yizhi clenched his teeth, the color in the pupils of his eyes had changed from light blue to dark blue, and countless beads of sweat had already oozed from his head.

It seems that he is still using the last shred of his sanity to fight against the incomparable killing and bloodlust in his heart.

However, he didn't know how much longer he could hold out.

One step, two steps, he was like that, as if struggling, and with a monstrous bloodlust towards the person in front of him.

In front of him, about a dozen steps away, was Hu Feng, who was sitting lazily on the ground, bored.

Hu Feng actually felt that this place was too boring, and he was thinking about how he could spend such a long night, and he didn't notice Lin Yizhi's abnormality at all.

The dark blue in Lin Yizhi's eyes became deeper and deeper, and as he walked slowly and heavily towards Hu Feng, the dark blue pupils slowly turned dark blue.

His right hand trembled, and he tightly grasped the hilt of the Light Mark Immortal Sword, which was already more than three inches out of its sheath.

However, the only trace of clarity is still reminding Lin Yizhi that he is Hu Feng, your senior brother, although he has mocked you several times, but just now he is still worried about your life and safety, you can't kill him!

With his right hand, he once again slowly closed the lightly marked fairy sword that had been pulled out of its scabbard.

However, that nightmarish chill once again surged and stirred in Lin Yizhi's soul, and at the same time, the killing and bloodthirsty roared, violently tearing apart all Lin Yizhi's sobriety and restraint.

He used to insult you!

He looked down on you!

You hate him! What else do you want to be indecisive?

He's a guy who deserves to be killed! Death is death, what's the pity?

Even if he is worried about your safety, it is only a proof of your incompetence!

You're incompetent! You're incompetent!

Bloodlust and murder washed everything in his heart in an instant.

Lin Yizhi's eyes were as blue as a knife, and the next moment, he felt that there was nothing in this world.

Between heaven and earth, there is only himself, and the man with an abominable face in front of him.

It was he who brought me all the pain.

Don't I even have the courage to kill him?

Kill him, and it's all over, isn't it?

Lin Yizhi lowered his head, gasping in his throat, and walked towards Hu Feng step by step.

The right hand had once again gripped the hilt of the Light Trace Immortal Sword.

Hu Feng was lying there bored, even a little drowsy.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strange aura behind him pressing towards him step by step.

For some reason, the danger in this strange aura is fatal.

"Huh?"

Hu Feng quickly turned his head to look behind him.

saw Lin Yizhi walking towards him with his head down, but the kid's walking posture seemed to be a little abnormal.

Hu Feng instantly relaxed his vigilance, smiled as if he was a little indifferent, and rushed to Lin Yidao with a slight sense of mockery: "Entering this Immortal Hidden Sword Pavilion and seeing such a magnificent scene, you are shocked and stupid?

There was another burst of laughter.

There was no longer the slightest defense.

In fact, I don't blame Hu Feng for being big, if he were to change someone else, Hu Feng might think about what was going on, but with Lin Yizhi, there was really no need for this.

Hu Feng smiled like this and turned his head again, he felt that there was no need to look at Lin Yi again.

He seemed to be talking to himself: "Forget it, why waste time on you, I'd better hurry up and get some sleep." ”

After that, he really tilted towards the pillar next to him and closed his eyes.

Duanmu Ningque had the heart to remind Hu Feng, but while resisting the aura of silence in his body, he also had to concentrate his mind to observe Lin Yizhi's situation, which was already dual-minded.

There was no way, she flipped her palms again, and a more vast true qi flowed through her meridians, converging in the dantian and charging towards the last lingering aura of silence.

I hope this true qi can suppress the qi of silence, and I hope it will be too late!

It's too late to stop everything that's already crazy!

Otherwise, the consequences are ......

Duanmu Ningque didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Death seems to be getting closer and closer to the unaware Hu Feng.

Finally, he was only three steps away from him.

The lightly traced the fairy sword and silently broke away from the scabbard.

The dark sword, with a deadly aura, loomed in Lin Yizhi's hands.

The dark blue pupils, with a monstrous killing, locked the figure in front of them.

Swing your sword!

With just one sword, give him back the humiliation and pain!

The cold sword is silent, but with the wrath of the demon god that has never died!

Hu Feng!