Boundless late at night, pouring rain.

As far as the eye can see, there are people waiting in line for healing.

The sound of moaning and the strong and pungent smell of medicine quietly diffused in this space. Lin Zhongyu lowered his head, walked to the end of the crowd, and lined up.

I saw a long queue, like a long dragon. Stretching to the front, there are not afraid of thousands of people. There are many old, weak, women and children, tall, short, fat and thin. Generally sickly. Some were coughing loudly and hunched over, while others were being supported and waiting weakly.

From time to time, there are moans of adults, and the cries of children in pain, faintly heard, how can the world be so miserable?

As the crowd gradually moved forward, Lin Zhongyu followed the crowd at the end, moving forward little by little. As the crowd moved forward more and more, the strong smell of medicine became more and more heavy.

As Lin Zhongyu got closer and closer, someone in the crowd began to pay attention to him.

Some people pointed to the snow-white hair on his head. And the weird mask, whispering something.

To be honest, Lin Zhongyu's appearance is also a special genus among the disciples of the Moon Desolation, and it is even more shocking compared to the ordinary people of Limin.

But only one person in the crowd said, "Yes, is it him?"

"No, I don't know!"

"I heard from my cousin that his sister's child was once saved by a strange bodhisattva with white hair and black clothes. Now is the time of natural calamity, and God is pitiful. Send a large number of immortals to save them. The other day I saw a few immortals flying overhead!". The man said this with an eye that was even in awe. Looking at Lin Zhongyu.

And the people next to him couldn't help but bow their heads and stopped talking. But there was a little boy in the crowd, I don't know whose family, after hearing people's words, he stared at Lin Zhongyu with a pair of big eyes, flickering like stars in the night sky.

I saw that he was wearing a sun-breaking dress, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't changed. Listening to the people's words, the child stopped for some reason and walked towards Lin Zhongyu little by little.

The people around were surprised by the child's actions. attracted. Secretly said: "What are you going to do with this kid?" saw the little boy come to Lin Zhongyu's back. Trembling hard, he raised a dirty little hand and pulled it towards Lin Zhongyu's clothes.

Lin Zhongyu's wide sleeves were pulled in the hands of the little boy, and he only heard the little boy say in a low voice: "Brother, brother, are you really a strange Bodhisattva?"

However, Lin Zhongyu just looked ahead, as if he didn't realize it.

At this moment, Lin Zhongyu was just strictly implementing Xiao Benben's order, and the purpose of his coming this time was to ask the person at the front to help him unlock the seal. Maybe he can't understand, can't understand the meaning of Xiao Benben. But he knows how to do it.

The little boy tugged at his sleeve and called out to him. But Lin Zhongyu's consciousness did not have any sound at all.

In the dark, Xiao Benben looked at Lin Zhongyu, who was standing like a chicken, and felt bitter in his heart, "Where did he regain his sobriety, and it was clear that he was still the same as before." Xiao Benben thought of this, and for some reason there was a trace of it.

The crowd saw the little boy pulling Lin Zhongyu's sleeve, but Lin Zhongyu didn't seem to hear the boy's words, and someone couldn't help but whisper again.

"This?"

"What's going on?"

As the little boy's voice grows louder and louder. People's doubts also gradually became louder.

"Brother, brother, can you hear me? Brother, brother?"

At this moment, the team finally moved one step forward, and Lin Zhongyu walked forward. He didn't notice that there was a small figure following behind him. The little boy was pulling his sleeve, and the moment Lin Zhongyu took a step forward, he threw off his two arms, and the sleeve tugged and threw the little boy to the ground.

Lin Zhongyutou did not return, and still lined up his line step by step.

The little boy fell to the ground, his teeth cracked. In the end, he stood up stiffly. I saw that he had a small hand holding his arm, and it seemed that he had fallen on the hard stone at all, and his arm was slightly injured.

Everyone thought that the little boy would cry. At his age, when he was most squeamish and loved to cry, but the little boy opened his eyes wide, and seemed to be covered with a faint mist, but he did not cry. Then he turned around and walked into the darkness.

Perhaps for everyone, this is just a small episode.

Seeing that Lin Zhongyu had come to the front of the crowd, there was only an old man in front of him who was coughing incessantly, wearing a heavy Yuan robe. The back is extremely tall, and it seems to be more than half a head taller than Lin Zhongyu.

His huge figure completely obscured people's view, so that people could not see it from far and near. The appearance of the woman in front of him who was healing him.

After a while.

The old man said in a loud voice: "Thank you." Thank you, Holy Maiden, for saving the suffering!

Then the tall old man turned, bowed his head and walked out of the crowd step by step, as if he wanted to walk out of the crowd. Behind him was Lin Zhongyu, and when the old man turned around, Lin Zhongyu stepped forward, just as he was brushing with the old man. The old man suddenly turned his head in a hurry and glanced at Lin Zhongyu. A faint green light flashed in his eyes, and Lin Zhongyu, who had always been indifferent, was stunned for some reason.

The old man smiled imperceptibly at Lin Zhongyu from the corner of his mouth, and then walked through the crowd and left.

In Lin Zhongyu's dull eyes, there was a faint flash of brilliance, but he didn't know what he thought. In front of me was a simple table with several dark rocks simply built together.

There are all kinds of strangely shaped stones on it. But I saw a "kid wearing a green boiled bucket on his head, and he was constantly busy until Youshan asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Zhongyu didn't answer her words, and walked directly to the table and said emotionlessly: "Please help me unlock the seal of the five ghosts!"

When the woman wearing the hat heard this, she raised her head and saw the strangely shaped masked man in front of her. She had also heard about the legend of the Blood Slave at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. Legend has it that this man had hair like snow. Black hair like ink. The image is extremely conspicuous, and it wears an extremely ugly mask. But before meeting, this person matched the legend one by one.

"Five Ghost Seals?. The woman looked at Lin Zhongyu with some confusion and repeated in a low voice. Through the thin veil beneath the hat, the dark star-like eyes shone brightly, as if asking something.

But she found that the person in front of her had no intention of answering. At this moment, I heard Lin Zhongyu repeat again: "Please help me unlock the seal of the five ghosts!"

"Well, this seal is in the sect. I've heard of it, but I'm afraid I can't lift it for you with my current strength, maybe this is going to be the door" The woman didn't finish speaking, but she saw that Lin Zhongyu had turned around and left, and she couldn't help but be speechless for a while.

"This person is too unreasonable!" said a female disciple who assisted her next to her.

The woman with the hat shook her head and motioned for her not to speak.

At this time, there was an exclamation from the crowd.

I saw Lin Zhongyu, who had not walked far away, and a woman holding a turquoise bamboo umbrella was standing in front of her. The woman pressed the umbrella very low, making it difficult to see the true face of Lushan above her waist. But only from under the umbrella, the white skirt and the slender figure are undoubtedly revealed. As you can imagine, her appearance must be good.

Lin Zhongyu turned around just now, just walking in the middle of the crowd. Due to the large number of people seeking medicine in the field, there were long queues on both sides. Put this only mecca. There were only about two feet left. Only enough for one person to pass guò, Lin Zhongyu walked very fast with his head stuffed, but he didn't want to bang!

"Blood slaves. Come back, hurry up". A voice sounded in Lin Zhongyu's heart, and Lin Zhongyu obeyed this order without any consciousness. However, there was a figure in front of him, blocking the way.

Lin Zhongyu has big sleeves, without any warning. Slap a palm forward, and whoever stands in his way now will be seen as an enemy in his way and cleared!

The palm wind howled, and the white light scorched. In an instant, the faces of all the onlookers were illuminated.

The eyes on the ugly mask that symbolized the symbol of the Blood Slave were so cold and unforgiving, boundless darkness. The rain was pouring down, and the pretty figure in front of him. It seems to feel the dripping energy in front of him.

The green bamboo umbrella finally lifted a slight corner.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, and he is dressed in white and snow. The delicate and infinitely beautiful face in the darkness is unforgettable. Vaguely just yesterday.

In someone's pupils, the beautiful figure reflected is not the senior sister Sophie who missed day and night on Qitian Su Mountain in the past, who is it?

For some reason, Lin Zhongyu's eyes flashed. The palm shadow that waved out of the sky also deviated from the direction. Send it to the surrounding crowd.

"Bold! In front of the smoke gate, dare to go wild?".

The voice did not fall. I saw seven rays of light behind the woman, shooting at the Dao Lin Zhongyu, and then swishing, weaving into a huge sheet. Brightly colored light nets. It became larger in an instant, and the five small palm shadows in the forest were all collected in the net.

Those ordinary people were frightened by the countless white palm shadows above their heads, like wood carvings and clay sculptures, and they were stunned on the ground. Then I saw a huge net like the sky, and it actually took in the countless palm shadows. I can't help but secretly call for luck.

"Ahh Looking at the twisted and painful expression on his face, it was not a fake.

At this moment, people have already given up a piece of the field. Lin Zhongyu hugged her head and shouted in pain, and in front of her stood seven beautiful women, one in the middle. He held a purple sword in his hand, shining brightly. Exceptional.

She shouted out the shout just now. Seeing that Lin Zhongyu seemed to be suffering great pain, the seven women couldn't help but hesitate in their hearts.

The purple sword woman who was the leader of the crowd had a solemn face, and when the rest of the others saw this, they gradually opened up each other's positions. It seemed that they were moving in some kind of formation.

As long as the other party is in trouble, the seven of them will work together to give him a blow to the world.

I only heard a voice from the rear say, "Zi'er, don't!"

But it was the woman in white who was holding a green bamboo umbrella who stepped forward and said in a low voice: "That person is already so sad, how can he harm us?"

Her voice was so soft and soft. However, it gives people an indescribable persuasiveness.

The woman, named Zi'er, stopped talking. But at this moment, a woman in yellow beside her pointed ahead and shouted, "Be careful!" Zi'er looked back and saw that the masked stranger was in a flickering figure. Weird and stunning. At the beginning of both hands, two palm shadows the size of futons swooped in with lightning speed.

"The column lacks the sword array, and the one hundred and one changes." Zi'er's beautiful face suddenly showed anger. He shouted coldly. As her words landed, the other six women jumped on the ground and formed a strange formation. Then the seven women said in unison: "Disease".

As they stretched out their sword fingers and pointed diagonally into the air, seven rays of light of different colors swished, as if the seven-colored rainbow was also formed, forming a long net in the air, heading towards the jade cover in the forest.

But seeing the body of the blood slave high in the air, the body twisted and circled like a dragon. In the Tao Tao colored light woven into Luo

"Pei wears flowers and butterflies, Huang Ran drilled through the layers of rice nets

Seeing this, the seven people's faces couldn't help but change slightly, they had long seen that this masked body was strange, but they couldn't imagine that the gods were so strange. There was a lack of sword formations in the column. The one hundred and one changes calmly.

It's too late, it's too soon. But seeing that the masked man had already come out of the light net, his figure did not pause slightly, but rushed forward with more power.

The purple sword woman who was faintly led by no one in front of him was called Zi'er.

But seeing Zi'er's stern face, he said loudly: "Wan'er, you have something important, retreat first!" said as he opened his arms, and the purple sword above his head shone brightly. Then he raised his palms and slapped at the masked monster who was rushing down.

Seeing that the palms of the two were about to be connected in one place, but for some reason, the hands of the masked man were actually in the lightning, brushing, brushing, and flipping, like a spiritual snake, wrapped around Zi'er's arms. Then two thumps were on her chest.

The girl, named Zi'er, took a few steps backwards. Then he plopped and sat down on the ground. A mouthful of blood spurted out. However, Lin Zhongyu saw this. The red light in his eyes flickered slightly.

In his ear, a voice called urgently: "Blood slave, come back quickly." Come back quickly!" Lin Zhongyu did not pursue Zi'er, but flew forward with a cold snort.

However, at this moment, I only heard a coquettish shout in my ear: "Hugh go!" But the remaining six women saw that their fellow disciples were injured and hated the same enemy. Where will the murderer be let go.

Speaking of the various lights above the heads of the six women. More shining, illuminating this piece of world.

The rain fell on everyone. Everyone held their breath.

No one would have imagined that there would be such a dragon fight in such a place.

However, the woman in white holding a green bamboo umbrella was stunned by the pretty face that was no different from Sophie, and looked ahead in a daze, as if it had nothing to do with her.

But seeing Lin Zhongyu's palm, the girl named Zi'er was seriously injured and vomited blood. The face of the woman in white couldn't help but show a hint of bitterness. The jade hand holding the handle of the umbrella tightened again.

"Wan'er, I, I'm fine! You, you must not!" But it was Zi'er who vomited blood despite being seriously injured. For some reason, she looked at the woman with a bamboo umbrella on a worried face, as if she was worried about something happening.

Suddenly, at this moment, people went up into the air. A white brilliance, silently displayed. The strange young man with an ugly mask in the white light sat cross-legged on his knees, like an old monk, his hands folded, and he did not fall into the air.

The next moment, I only listened, and six delicate voices said in unison: "Villain, take your life! Eliminate demons in a row, and seven swords in one!" Next, I saw six beautiful rays of light in front of Lin Zhongyu. Then a huge colorful qi sword as gorgeous as a rainbow bloomed, buzzed, let out a sound, the vicissitudes of the ancient chirp, and then went straight to the top of the jade in the forest and slashed at the top of the head.

In the white light, the strange young man closed his eyes and said nothing. In the ear chakra, only the sound of swords in the sky was heard. The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, you don't have to think about it to know that the coming sword of the world will be unparalleled in power, ancient and unparalleled!

However, the young man sat slightly in the air, and then slowly stretched out an arm. Said slowly: "Taixuanzhang!"

The wind blew and ruffled his gray hair.

The cold rain soaked through his clothes.

The two slightly closed eyes of the ugly mask trembled for some reason, and the next moment I saw a huge palm that was thin and thin with a slight golden underbelly.

Facing the huge colorful qi sword above his head, his nose snorted.

At the intersection of the giant palm qi sword, a brilliant and dazzling light bloomed, causing everyone present to temporarily lose their vision and breath.

Then I felt a huge force. Forced down from the sky, and then pushed everyone backwards, retreated. People can't see things around them clearly, and they only feel that their whole body is constantly retreating and retreating.

The wind whistled in their ears, and the cold raindrops fell on everyone's faces.

Then there was a loud "boom!" sound, like the sound of Pangu opening the sky and splitting the earth, and the mountains collapsing and shattering. I want to be close to everyone. Then, people couldn't hear any sound, only felt a heart-piercing pain in the ear drum. Then there was a very small clattering and shattering sound, which gradually penetrated into people's ears.

Finally people remembered that it was the sound of heavy rain between heaven and earth.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but look around, only to see that the bottom of the place where the giant palm and the qi sword had just collided had become a deep pit dozens of zhang deep and dozens of zhang wide.

At the edge of the pit were countless pieces of corpses.

The vast majority of those on the ground were the people of the Moon Desolation who had no cultivation, and no one could have imagined that the power of this blow was so great that they didn't have time to dodge, but they were torn to pieces by the huge qi and scattered to the ground. But I saw a person standing high in the sky, with white hair like snow and black clothes like ink. The clothes were full of holes, and it was obvious that they didn't take much advantage of the hand-to-hand fight just now.

Under the dark sky, the figure in the heavy rain was so gloomy.

However, there were no women who had just played against him in the field, and there were just a few handfuls of different colors on the ground. What's even more strange is that not far from those chaotic swords, on the edge of the huge deep pit, there is a graceful figure. She was holding a green bamboo umbrella with ordinary scallion oil. Looking at the one in front of me.

Just listen

Cool and cool!

There was a sound of dragons chanting and phoenixes, and then a piece of light quietly bloomed!