With a slight turn of the body, countless swords, Xuantie swords, platinum swords, ghost swords, and white bone swords came to the body, and then broke, and the aura burst out, and the murderous aura surged until it withered.

A blood lotus appeared above Liu Pian's body, his body twisted strangely between the sky, flipping and moving, the black knife flashed blood-colored light in the sky, the sword was close to him, and countless swords and sword qi converged into a monstrous wave, but a hole was cracked in the middle, a blood-colored opening.

"Bang, bang. ”

Liu Pian galloped in that sword and sword qi, and countless swords and sword qi broke and disappeared on Liu Pian's side, or pierced into Liu Pian's body, there was no second choice.

Liu Pian is working hard in such a sea of swords, every drop of sea water is a sword or sword qi, although Liu Pian is in danger of sinking at all times, but he still insists.

But Liu Pian saw a white finger, and then he didn't know anything.

Shiro saw a different scene.

Liu Pian galloped in the sea of swords, countless swords passed through the edges of his body, countless sword qi slashed around him, blood dripping.

Liu Pian finally crossed the sea of swords to the surrounding edge of the dust, his body had completely changed shape, and his white bones were craggy, but in his white eyes, he saw a white finger shaking gently, and his aura surged.

Then Liu Pian was like a butterfly with folded wings, and flew out all of a sudden.

Zhou Yuanchen's eyes looked at Liu Pian coldly, a small wound appeared on her finger, and drops of white blood slowly flowed out and fell on the floor, freezing the ground with pieces of fine ice crystals.

Zhou Yuanchen looked at the finger curiously, his eyes blinked, put the finger into his mouth, and sucked it.

It was originally an extremely tempting picture, but below it was extremely cold, and it was eerily quiet.

Zhou Yuanchen tilted his head and said in a low voice: "Is the blood cold?"

Zhou Yuanchen then looked at Liu Pian, Liu Pian was no longer in the middle of the field, but in the huge pit of the platform, but Zhou Yuanchen was able to penetrate the stone slab to see the dying Liu Pian.

Sakura's lips moved slightly, and she spit out her finger and said, "The ant that hurt me twice turned out to be like this." ”

Bai can feel the ruthless and desireless feeling of Dao Yuanchen, as if in this world, there are ants except for the Dao, and Bai thought about it again, as if it was really the case, and there were all ants under the Dao.

Zhou Yuanchen felt a little bored, and said softly: "The fire is coming." ”

Between heaven and earth, there are five elements and four images.

Yin and Yang give birth to Tai Chi and Tai Chi give birth to two Yi and two Yi give birth to four elephants.

There was fire among the four elephants, and fire came from heaven.

Before you know it, the sky gradually turns into red clouds one by one.

Liu Pian is having a nightmare again, it is still the original dream, and it is still the expression that seems to be smiling.

Everywhere I walked, there was a trace of blood-colored rain, which gradually converged into a sea of blood.

Liu Pian followed the monk or the demon in this way, I don't know if thousands of years or tens of thousands of years have passed, Liu Pian even remembered every move of this monk, and even seemed to feel that he was this monk, but he forgot himself, forgot everything, forgot that he was still on the platform.

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The moment Liu Pian fell, when there was no sound, Bai is face tightened, Qian Mingyue's face turned pale, and the fat man on the side said in a low voice: "Let's go and let Senior Brother Liu admit defeat." ”

Bai was silent, and Qian Mingyue was also silent, Fang Wenwen said: "Hold on." ”

The fat man suddenly shouted in hysteria: "Do you want to go on like this? That's my national teacher." ”

Fang Wenwen knew the relationship between the fat man and Liu Pian, but he still said a little coldly: "Don't you believe him anymore?"

Chinatsuki was about to say something, and her lips moved slightly, but she didn't speak.

His eyes were staring at it tightly, and his face became a little gloomy.

The fat man suddenly looked at Fang Wenwen silently.

Fang Wenwen ignored him, but the fat man looked back at the sky in the distance, of course he knew that Liu Pian was tired of that kind of look, that kind of look at ants, so he was a little helpless at the moment.

The fat man knew that he not only owed Liu Pian dozens of lives, but also owed a lifetime of favors, as well as countless memories.

In the black city on the coast, in the sky city in the desolate beasts, in the aura riot, in the self-giving up, when the self is about to collapse, in the ・・・・・

The sand is really big.

The fat man's eyes were a little red unconsciously.

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Liu Pian was still following the monk and the monk laughing bitterly with the monk, following the monk as if he was smiling but not laughing, like crying but not bitter, knowing that one day the monk looked back at Liu Pian, Liu Pian remembered everything, remembered everything, and then saw the monk and said in a low voice: "You inherit my mantle, but you can't be bullied." ”

Is this the first and last sentence that the monk said, he even thought it was an illusion, because this monk hadn't spoken for a long time, and even Liu Pian already thought that this was the norm.

Liu Pian's eyes were in a trance, and he fainted, but it seemed to be back to the original feeling, with a faint killing aura flowing in his body.

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There was not only red fire in the sky, but also rain, blood-colored rain, and the clouds turned a little dark red, like blood.

Liu Pian didn't know when she stood up, her long hair was draped behind her, and her eyes had returned to that normal pupil, but a strange smile appeared on her face, not a smile was crying, not crying but laughing maniacally.

Zhou Yuanchen's expression was not indifferent, but there was this almost cold solemnity.

The fat man whispered: "I'm enchanted." ”

Fang Wenwen shook his head.

The fat man suddenly said: "This is not a demon, and the senior brother is not like this." ”

Chinatsuki was suddenly silent.

"Fall. Zhou Yuanchen said suddenly.

Countless flames flew out of the sky, turning into fire dragons, and turning into fire phoenixes and unicorns.

Heaven and earth became a little trance-like, a little like the magma world.

The underground is also broken and countless fire snakes drill out, entwined here, and there are flame ghost birds composed of magma, jumping in the magma to celebrate this world of flames.

The blood-colored rain suddenly became heavier.

Liu Pian looked at Zhou Yuanchen, and his eyes were not calm, but a kind of crazy killing precipitating.

"Kill. ”

Liu Pian smiled at the corner of her mouth.

A blood-colored color flew out and there was no more fire, what firebird, what fire unicorn, it seemed to be gone.

Because no one feels like it's stopping that killing intent.

The blood-colored rain gradually gathered here into a small pool, and then surged and gradually expanded.

Zhou Yuanchen spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

He looked at Liu Pian and said, "You are not an ant now. ”

The ground is now the color of blood.

Woo woo, Liu Pian suddenly cried and laughed again. Raised his hand, took a drop of rain, looked at it lightly, and looked at Zhou Yuanchen, but at this moment, Liu Pian's eyes seemed to look down on the indifference.

Pinching the raindrops to make a pinching flower shape was originally a very soft action, but it was only hard when Liu Pian caught it at this moment.

A drop of blood, he gently released it into a small puddle beside him, and the puddle turned into a blood-colored river.

Liu Pian stretched out his hand and waved it gently, and a monstrous sea of blood poured out of the pool, drowning everything.

Liu Pian stretched out his hand and held a blood-colored flower in the sea of blood beside him, gently holding it and sniffing it, crying and laughing, as if everything in this world had nothing to do with Liu Pian.

Zhou Yuanchen was caught in the sea of blood at the moment, his eyes looked at the lotus flower above the sea of blood and was silent, but the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared and disappeared completely.

Liu Pian cried and laughed.

Zhou Yuanchen is still cold noodles.

Looking at the sea of blood, he said in a low voice: "Scatter." ”

The sea of blood stopped out of thin air, but the lotus flowers above were still blooming, as if opening the loneliness of this world.

Zhou Yuanchen looked at the lotus flower and said in a low voice: "Dry." ”

The lotus flower recedes and gradually withers.

Liu Pian looked at Zhou Yuanchen and said, "I don't know, why I don't like you a little." ”

Put a blood lotus in his hand into the sea of blood, everything returned to normal, but the sea of blood in the sky was even bigger.

The crying was louder, and the laughter was more rampant.

It is the sadness of the day that I cry, and I laugh because of my own rampantness.

I cried, I laughed, everything moved as I pleased, the heavens could not control me, the earth could not accept me, and I wandered like this, until I slew everything that was not accustomed to this time.

At this moment, Liu Pian is not Liu Pian, but the monk, the monk with a wry smile, and the monk in the sea of blood.

There was no sea of blood between heaven and earth, and only with that monk did there be a sea of blood, and only then could there be a complete and happy killing

The battle between the two of them was not like a battle of thousand-year-old monks, not like a struggle in the infancy, but like a real fight, a killing.

Zhou Yuanchen watched the snow lotus fall into the sea of blood, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood without warning, her face became a little pale, and you could even see the white blood vessels in her body, slowly frozen.

Zhou Yuanchen's body gradually let out a chill, his body couldn't help shaking, and his hands and feet seemed to have layers of ice crystals.

Liu Pian was crying and laughing and picked up a snow lotus from the sea of blood, the shadow of the blood lotus reflected in his eyes, and with a low flick, the blood lotus bloomed with endless beauty.

The sea of blood broke away from that world, but it was like turning into the void, and then falling, and the sea of blood at this moment did not seem to rise from the ground, but seemed to come from the sky.

And a sea of blood came from heaven, and flowed into the earth, and never returned.

Zhou Yuanchen was suddenly submerged in this sea of blood and couldn't settle down, as if a grain of rice in the sea was slowly sinking in the sea.

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