... Jiao Danguang's black-boiled coffin, with a cold and slightly moist surface, with a slight sigh of steam.

Lin Zhongyu looked at the black coffin in front of him. Motionless, motionless.

For a long time, for a long time.

Finally, Lin Zhongyu moved, and he stretched out the lid of the coffin. At the moment when the lid of the coffin was lifted, Lin Zhongyu's body trembled inexplicably. Then he silently lowered the lid of the coffin to the ground.

The green sword is purple, and his face is like jade.

The beauty of the left shadow yarn is the same as in the past, just looking at her serene and quiet appearance, it seems that a secular woman is sleeping peacefully after the afternoon.

But who would have thought that she had been "dead" for a long time.

Left Shadow Yarn is not dead, but her three pieces have been separated, in the near future. If it can't be resurrected, it will be destroyed. Leave no trace.

Lin Zhongyu trembled and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the warm jade-like cheeks of the left shadow yarn, but at the moment when he was about to be hit, he retracted.

The corners of Zuo Yingsha's soft mouth were slightly upturned, as if she was laughing at Lin Zhongyu's cowardice.

Like the crazy woman in front of the Heavenly Ghost Venerable,

Nameless ancient cave, the figure who is busy working day and night.

Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Stone Prison, the man with tears in his face.

Penglai in the East China Sea, under the arrow of evil, the one who smiles in the face of death.

Be careful!" Zuo Yingsha gently pushed Lin Zhongyu.

The white light arrow pierced her body, and the bright red blood spilled Lin Zhongyu's face,

Blood. Just like the beautiful flowers in the world, they quietly bloom in the air.

Left Shadow Sa's body fell backwards like that

Zuo Yingsha showed a hint of a smile, and her soft little hands trembled and raised, as if she wanted to caress Lin Zhongyu's face, but she was a little timid.

Lin Zhongyu grabbed her hand and said, "Senior Sister Zuo, you'll be fine!

Zuo Jiansha smiled bitterly and said, "Do you remember me when you are young?"

"Remember! You've always saved me and protected me. How could I forget?"

Zuo Yingsha smiled when she heard this, and said, "Really, really, I, I'm so happy!"

With her words, a trace of red blood slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

Lin Zhongyu stretched out his big hand and trembled to wipe the blood off the corner of Zuo Yingsha's mouth, but for some reason, the blood flowed out again after wiping it, and it never ended.

At this moment, Zuo Yingsha suddenly stretched out her hand, pinched Lin Zhongyu's hand, and said, "Can you promise me one thing?"

Lin Zhongyu's eyes were blurred, and he said, "You say, you say!"

But I saw that Zuo Yingsha's pale face turned red for some reason. "Will you laugh at me?"

"No, no, how could I??" Lin Zhongyu appeared for the first time this somewhat indifferent and arrogant woman, who seemed so weak and helpless at the moment.

"Such as... Well, that's good!!"

Damn it, that person should be me!

Why are you so stupid?

Why?

Lin Zhongyu asked deeply?

But no one answered!

"Lin, Brother Lin!" Ding sounded behind Lin Zhongyu, but Leng Xiangling didn't know when he woke up.

Looking at the left shadow yarn in the black coffin, Leng Xiangling's little face was full of sadness and said, "Brother Lin, it's all my fault! I blame Senior Sister Zuo for harming me."

Lin Zhongyu let out a long sigh and looked at Leng Xiangling, who had a haggard face. Bar didn't speak.

Right now, just outside this cave. In a dark and dense forest, a slender figure looked at the cave where Lin Zhongyu was located from afar, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, a cold "hum" suddenly sounded softly behind her.

When I turned around, I saw that the woman in pink was looking at herself with a frosty face, but who was Xiao Benben who was not the wonderful world?

I only heard Xiao Benben say: "Your Excellency is the Phantom Yatai Weiyu?"

"I'm good!" "Phantom Yatai Weiyu, slightly stunned when he heard this, replied.

"In the south of the moon barren, there is a sacred mountain name: Yatai. There are people living in the mountains, but they can live forever. The people in the mountains take the land as their surname and call them Yatai. But I don't know if the slander of Taisheng Mountain, Yatai Old Immortal, is it okay?"

"Hehe, does Fairy Xiao want to deceive me and slander Tai Weiyu for ignorance? I don't slander Tai Lao Immortal in Yatai Mountain, so why does the fairy say this?"

Legend has it that Yatai Mountain does have Yatai Old Immortal, this number one. But since ancient times, the people who have come out of the mountain have kept silent about the old immortals of Yatai. This is one of the secrets of Yatai Shengshan. Xiao Benben said deliberately. slandering the old immortals of Taiwan is to test the truth of slandering Taiweiyu.

"Yes, the Yatai Fairy is the descendant of the Slander Tai Shengshan. Even Yatai Old Immortal didn't know. It's really weird, but I'm running around and don't care about it. Excuse me, my house slave. Where is the blood slave?

"Hehe, since Fairy Xiao is your house slave, how do I know where?" slandered Tai Weiyu, and glanced at Xiao Benben behind him out of the corner of his eye. Deliberately turned around. Facing the cave where the jade in the forest was hiding in front of him, he said.

Xiao Benben looked along Zhan Tai Weiyu's gaze, and sure enough, he saw a cave, just above the opposite river peak. snorted coldly in his heart, since this slanderous Tai Weiyu is deliberately cutting off his connection with Lin Zhongyu, how can he be so kind to hide Lin Zhongyu and sue himself.

Thinking of this, suddenly there was a strange sound in the distance. Not far from the rear, and still getting farther and farther away.

At this time, Yatai Weiyu's face showed a panicked face, and he stretched out his jade finger slightly. As if to point to the hole ahead.

I only heard Xiao Benben snort coldly, turned around and chased into the distance.

The two are fighting each other, and outsiders absolutely can't understand it. Yatai Weiyu secretly called out that it was dangerous. Xiao Benben is extremely smart. It definitely won't fool her for long.

As soon as he thought of this, Yatai Weiyu hurriedly swept into the cave. But I saw Lin Zhongyu in the cave looking at the beautiful woman in a black coffin, stunned.

There was also a ding, beautiful face, a young girl, full of tears.

"Shaw. Xiao Benben is chasing after him!"

Lin Zhongyu and Leng Xiangling didn't move, and no one even looked back.

Yutai Weiyu still wants to remind something. However, he felt speechless, and finally slowly retreated.

Because she felt that she couldn't melt into it at all, that she was just a stranger to them.

An outsider.

"Brother Lin, you, will you still be controlled by Xiao Ben?" but Leng Xiangling asked with some worry.

Lin Zhongyu silently closed the lid of the coffin. Finally shook his head. Leng Xiangling relieved her heart and breathed a long sigh of relief. But at this time, I only heard Lin Zhongyu say: "I don't know either!"

"That?" Leng Xiangling's heart lifted up again.

"Well, then let's run

In the dim light of the fire, Leng Xiangling's beautiful bun was slightly chaotic. I saw her pursing the corners of her dry mouth, looking at Lin Zhongyu, waiting for Lin Zhongyu's decision.

I saw Lin Zhongyu look up at Leng Xiangling deeply, and finally stretched out his big hand to pluck a thatch from Leng Xiangling's head and said, "I'm not leaving! I won't go anywhere from today on." I'm not afraid of Xiao Benben's control, because I will kill her before she controls me. Ling'er, do you believe it?"

Leng Xiangling suspected that his ears had heard wrong. She didn't know why, Lin Zhongyu would say such a thing. Although Lin Zhongyu was cold and ruthless after turning into a blood slave, Leng Xiangling had already heard of it. But in her heart, Lin Zhongyu will always be the big brother Lin who values love and righteousness. Never changed.

But when she heard Lin Zhongyu say that she wanted to kill someone, even if she hated Xiao Benben's actions, Leng Xiangling's heart was still inevitably shocked.

Because when Lin Zhongyu said this, his expression was so calm, as if he was saying something that was light and light, and it didn't concern him.

Fortunately, Xiao Benben and found here.

Lin Zhongyu and Leng Xiangling stayed in the cave for two days.

The empty mountains are secluded. Lush greenery. If you have nothing to do, this is also a good place to recuperate and be alone. But now Lin Zhongyu is not in this mood. Because tomorrow day, he is going to participate in the last competition of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

Due to the bizarre defeat of Yatai Weiyu. Lin Zhongyu brazenly took a step closer to the final sprint.

However, on the world-renowned Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, although Xie Jin was brilliant and rare in the world, he was easily defeated in front of the Demon Immortal Duguyue.

Although Lin Zhongyu's cultivation is not low, it can be said that he has made great progress compared to a year ago, but with the growth of cultivation, he can better understand the so-called gap. It's not that it's closer. And the legendary Demon Immortal Duguyue has already reached it. It is almost the top level of cultivation of the older generation of the Moon Desolation, how can Lin Zhongyu win?

In the legend of the Supreme Divine Sword Technique, the world-beating method that is closest to the Immortal Technique, from the battle with Di Daosheng, Lin Zhongyu felt its extraordinary. What made Lin Zhongyu even more uneasy was that Di Daosheng did not do his best, as if he was hiding something.

The night sky is deep, and in the darkness, Lin Zhongyu climbed to the top alone, looking at the boundless darkness around him, and the shadows of the trees undulating and endless.

"Is it tomorrow??" Lin Zhongyu asked himself deeply.

A gentle breeze blows gently. There is a hint of calming gentleness in the light coolness.

However, Lin Zhongyu's heart couldn't be quiet no matter what.

Demon Immortal Duguyue, the woman who made him can't wait to be ignored no matter what, will he face her tomorrow? Lin Zhongyu knew in his heart that he must not be Duguyue's opponent, but now he can't imagine his failure or even the future.

Lin Zhongyu even hoped that time could pass more slowly, slowly, because at least for now, it seems that he still has some hope. If it's tomorrow. Then there is no hope at all.

How he wanted to find a reason not to think about the outcome. But the night fell, and the heavens and the earth were silent. Only he couldn't stop sighing!

What to do?

Early morning.

The light of the dawn was slightly dewed, and the eastern sky was a hint of fish belly white early.

A few faint stars. blinked naughtily, and finally reluctantly disappeared in the end. On Banjie Mountain Square, I started to get busy early.

But see the center of the square. I don't know when a huge ring appeared, which was enough to have ten dings in the ring of the original competition, and after hundreds of feet in the ring, a high platform was erected. It seems to have been built specifically to watch today's ring competition.

And with the construction of the high platform. 6 Continued to row up the seats on the high platform, ranging from dozens to several, probably divided into a dozen areas. Finally, in front of those seats, huge signs were put up.

The sign placed in the center is written with several big characters of "Sanqing Shenjian Gate", which is very conspicuous, on the left and right sides of the plaque, respectively, "Yanxia Gate" and "Ten Thousand Buddha Ancient Temple" and so on, many of them are the ancient sects that have come back this time. And behind these signs. In the end, there are finally "Penglai Immortal Pavilion", "Guanghan Palace" and other brands of today's famous doors in the wilderness, among which the brand of "Qitian Su Mountain" has been ranked at the end of the west side.

The reason for this is self-evident, in this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, in the contest between the ancient sects and the current sects. Whether it is a primary selection or a re-examination. Finals. The ancient sect that came back can be said to have taken the advantage.

And in the three months of the Extreme Eternal Night, the Righteous Path Alliance with Qi Tiansu as the leader, although the results were also very prominent. But in the end, it did not reverse, the comparison of the strength of the ancient sect and the current sect.

The sun is shining. The sky is clear and pure, and there are no white clouds.

Looking up at the sky, the depth is intoxicating.

Kunlun Mountain, on the shore of the thunder pool, half of the mountain.

With the passage of time, the half-section of the mountain is lit up everywhere, floating red and green. Because today, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, which lasted for nearly half a year, finally ushered in the last competition.

The final opponent is the Demon Immortal Duguyue, who has always had the highest call to win the championship and is even more doubtful. She is also the first strange woman among the top ten beauties in this Wanxian Conference.

And his opponent is also extraordinary, the most eye-catching blood slave in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. This person's physiognomy. is unknown, but his master is Xiao Benben, who is the third in the beauty ranking of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. It also makes people think that a house slave is so cultivated, so what about his master?

In the last competition between Phantom Yatai Weiyu and the Blood Slave, there was no reason to stand, and the Blood Slave also pursued it. So far, there has been no blood slave, and this can be called a "cold case" competition. It was deeply speculated by all the forces of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, but they couldn't understand it. What is the purpose of this farce?

It has always been at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, which one does not want to get ahead and win the final victory. In order to add glory to the door and even to themselves, but the two seemed to have made an agreement and left the scene one after another.

The reason for this is hard to guess.

Finally, with the sound of a cannon, the Banjie Mountain trembled slightly a few times in the loud sound.

Then, on the high platform after the ring, people from all major factions came to their positions and sat down. And the young disciple of the Sanqing Divine Sword Sect in the middle of the high platform. All of them are in good spirits and are lofty. It was an old man, dressed in a black gossip robe, and there were three elders on the left and right. Bow down. It seems that he knows that his status is definitely noble.

Legend has it that the Sanqing Divine Sword Gate made a comeback, but the head of the Sanqing Divine Sword Sect did not come in person, and the leader of the team this time was the eldest man of the Sanqing Divine Sword Gate.

It is said that he has lived for more than 10,000 years. In the demon subjugation battle when the Sanqing Divine Sword Gate had not yet retreated. It's a lot of work before, but I didn't expect this time... Zhou: The second gate sent him to cultivate to a high point, that is, it is better than Kunlun Chuan Qin Taowaki.

And compared to these ancient famous families. Today's Moon Desolation Sect seems to be really a little thinner, even if the current Tianxin Venerable, the Penglai Immortal Pavilion Pavilion, and the Guanghan Palace Palace, can only be regarded as a junior in front of the Gongyi generation. From this point of view. The outcome of this Moon Desolation Ten Thousand Immortals Conference seems to have been doomed from the beginning.

As more and more people gathered on the high platform, the people from the ancient sect who sat in the middle of the audience talked loudly and proudly. And the Moonless Sect that was arranged on both sides was mostly silent. The face must not look good.

But they had no choice but to breathe in their hearts.

However, I saw that at the end of the westernmost side, behind the huge sign of "Qitian Suzhi", there were nearly 100 chairs neatly placed there. But there was no one there.

Qitian Sushan, which is known as the first sect in the world, could not have imagined that it would fall to such a realm.

At this moment, dozens of disciples finally came up from the stage. But it was the disciple of Qi Tiansu who was dressed in the Taoist costume of Qitian Su Mountain. Their faces were as gloomy as iron. It was Su Chenghai, the master of Qitian Su Mountain, with a slight trace of tiredness in his eyes. By his side, he followed the eldest disciple Lu Yifeng, who had just recovered from a serious injury. After that, there are the disciples of the major branches, and the Emperor of Hengtian Peak is also among them. I saw that his face was expressionless, and he looked coldly at the small one in front of him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The defeat in the battle with the demon fairy Duguyue in the past did not seem to make him depressed.

On the high platform, loud talk and laughter. The chatter was endless. Walking in it, the people of Qitian Su Mountain. Maybe it's only now that we can experience what kind of pain is there?

Except for anger, there was not a moment when they could feel that they were a Qitian Sushan disciple more than now.

But who would have thought that in this similar situation, there was a little disciple in Qitiansu Mountain who was suffering every day.

However, just behind everyone, there was a woman dressed in red, tall and tall, with a face like frost. Holding a green and quaint box in her palm, she walked slowly behind the crowd. But it's not the red fairy Lin Wanqiu, but who is it?

At some point, the platform began to fall silent. Everyone looked at the Qitian Sushan disciples, one by one, 6 continued to be on the seat. Knowing that Lin Wanqiu also sat down, he carefully placed the green box in his hand at his side

The high platform gradually began to make noise again. Many people stared at the blue box beside Lin Wanqiu. Non-stop whispering.

It's probably a discussion, and I don't know what magic weapon it is. When the high platform was already full, an old voice finally sounded in the big ring in front of him: "The last competition of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference." Just let me host it!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked. Because there was no one in the ring, only an ethereal white shadow, thousands of feet high. The eyebrows are as long as snow. Between the opening and closing of the old man's huge eyes in mid-air, there was an occasional flash of divine light like lightning.

One can't help but marvel, what kind of cultivation realm has this reached? As everyone expected, this person is a strange person who has shocked the past and the present... Heavenly Machine Patriarch Guiguzi.

Gong Yuxiong, who was sitting high above the Sanqing Divine Sword Gate, looked at the figure of the Heavenly Machine Patriarch in front of him and nodded slightly. I don't know what I'm thinking. "Then let's invite the last two young talents to play, my old man also has some expectations."

As the words of the Heavenly Machine Patriarch Elder finished speaking, in front of the huge ring, a black light came from far and near, came into the air, and then floated to the ground after a small circle.

The person who came was dressed in black like ink, his hair was as beautiful as paint, and there was a black ancient sword behind his back, which was the Demon Immortal Duguyue!

There was silence in the audience, and there was no sound, because the women in this arena were not people who could be influenced by cheers or shouts. When people see Duguyue, there are only two words in their minds, and that is strength.

The strength of the world! The strength that no one of the younger generations can match!

As a burst of discussion sounded in the crowd, he was dressed in black. Lin Zhongyu, a blood slave as white as snow, also stepped into the ring step by step. It's just that with his appearance, people's voices are several times louder.

But I saw a snake behind him, more precisely, a fat snake. Big heads. Round body. The fat snake carried a black coffin on its back, and while crawling, people and animals looked left and right harmlessly. Seems to be very curious about the surrounding one qiē. Behind this person and a snake was followed a young girl, pale and pretty, walking slowly.

At this moment, a figure stood up on the high platform. I saw that the man had an old face, and the top of his head was slightly bald. It was Penglai Immortal Pavilion Mengyun, and I saw him say loudly to the ring:

"Ling'er, you're back, what are you doing there?"

Leng Xiangling shuddered when he heard this, raised his head and looked at the high platform in the distance.

"Master!!" Leng Xiangling couldn't help but lose her voice.

However, her voice was so great that Meng Yun couldn't even hear it clearly.

Leng Xiangling couldn't help but take a step forward as she spoke. I couldn't help but let out an "ahhh Almost fell. But I saw that under Leng Xiangling's little feet, there was a rather sharp stone. Just now, it was all of a sudden in the heart of Leng Xiangling's foot, and it was very painful to twist the wound on the leg.

At this moment, a pair of large hands reached over and supported her. Leng Xiangling looked up. Through the ugly mask, Lin Zhongyu's eyes had a deep concern, which made Leng Xiangling can't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart.

But after all, she was a little girl who was new to personnel, and she was supported by Lin Zhongyu in such a crowd. The little face turned red all of a sudden. finally couldn't help but break away from Lin Zhongyu and stood away a little.

Lin Zhongyu was slightly stunned when he saw this, and then he was relieved.

On the high platform, Meng Yun was even more angry, if it weren't for the other people's obstruction, he would have flown to the ring and pulled Leng Xiangling back.

It took Leng Xiangling a long time to recover from her panic and listen to Master's roar from a distance. In my heart, I felt guilty and hesitated.

But she just couldn't move her steps away from the ring, she didn't want to go.

"Ling'er, go back, is your master worried about you?" Lin Zhongyu said slightly.

Leng Xiangling raised his head and pressed Lin Zhongyu, who was close at hand, but as far away as the sky, and said, "Brother Lin, didn't you promise me never to let me leave?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but reach out and grab Lin Zhongyu's arm. She had a feeling if in this repetition she was gone. Then Lin Zhongyu will be farther and farther away from him.

She must not give up!

At this moment, Lin Zhongyu looked at this somewhat willful girl, and didn't know what to say!

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