The potential of people is endless, and Diao Xiaosi once again experienced the correctness of this sentence.

Several times, he thought that he and Allauder were dead, but when life and death broke out, he was always in a hurry, and the powerful cultivation that Allauder showed intentionally or unintentionally surprised him.

In this way, the two of them worked together to live and die together, and they broke through three levels in a row and came to the fourth floor of Jinyun Pavilion.

The fourth floor is 3,365 zhang long, 1,120 zhang wide, and 36 zhang high, very, very quiet.

From the outside, it's a huge library. Rows of bookshelves made of dark black locust wood, like warriors ready to go on the ancient battlefield, stand quietly in the dark light, as if they have been silently waiting for a thousand years, just for the moment when the golden drum sounds.

The shelves are scattered with tens of thousands of classics. These classics are either engraved on the tortoise shell of gold and stone, or imprinted on the bones of fierce birds and beasts, of course, some are directly written on the skin of green foxes, and more are stone carvings and pottery with unique shapes that carry various cultivation insights.

Compared with the three thrilling breakthroughs just now, the scene in front of him is like a gluttonous feast, and Diao Xiaosi and Ya Lauder are dazzled and lingering.

However, with the eyesight of the two of them, they had already seen that all these desolate classics were not originals, but were condensed and refined by the Lang Sword Heart with the power of the heavens and the earth, but they were almost no different from the original version.

Reading > novels, YBDU exudes a variety of ancient rhymes and breathes from the classics, and converges into an invisible sea in the library, which makes people immersed in it and intoxicated.

It's a pity that a large part of the classics is recorded in the Honghuang Wuwen script that Diao Xiaosi can't understand, and even if you barely guess one or two strange characters in Mengzhun, it is often difficult to understand the obscure meaning.

For a moment, it seemed as if he had become illiterate again.

Fortunately, there are some classical paintings and runes, although they are also mysterious and difficult to understand, but they are better than those dense and incomprehensible witches.

Diao Xiaosi's eyes were quickly drawn to the row of clay pots displayed on the bookshelf.

There is nothing special about these pots themselves, and the texture of the workmanship can only be described as ordinary, but there are several pictures painted on the bottom of the pot.

The first depicts a young man holding a giant axe in the chaos of the world.

In the second painting, a young man and woman sit on a huge gourd and fight to survive.

The third is Diao Xiaosi's favorite, only to see the pair of young men and women in the wilderness turning clouds and rain to reproduce children, the movements of the characters are vivid and lifelike, and the scale is so large that the blood is exciting.

"Isn't it pretty?" asked someone across the bookshelf from the other side.

"Nice, eh?" Diao Xiaosi replied reluctantly, and only when he said it did he realize that something was wrong.

He looked up alarmedly, and saw a face behind the bookshelf through the row of clay pots that were more than three feet in diameter.

It was not a human face, but some kind of vicious ancient beast, the golden hair obscured most of the face, except for a pair of purple eyes that shone with a strange light like a campfire in the wilderness.

The man didn't seem to notice Diao Xiaosi's reaction, and pointed to the third clay pot and said to himself: "Legend has it that Fuxi and Nuwa are not only brother and sister, but also husband and wife, and they are also the ancestors of mortals. ”

He pointed to the picture drawn on the bottom of the clay pot next, and continued: "Nuwa mends the sky, it was a long time ago. ”

Diao Xiaosi had already calmed down, imitating Bi Wuxie's tone and said, "Yes, it's been a long time." ”

The man smiled faintly at Diao Xiaosi, which did not match the fierce face.

"You're not Bi Wuxie, he's fallen, I know that. ”

"Khooth!" a soft thud of gold and stone sounded in the library, and Arader pulled out the Demon Knife of the World and stood at the other end of the bookshelf, the blade pointing at the blonde beast man.

"Lang Kenshin?"

"Exactly. "The blonde beast man was as steady as Mount Tai, as if he didn't feel the terrifying coercion from the Demon Blade of the Lost World.

You must know that although the knife in Elleder's hand has not yet come out, its momentum has been achieved, and it is enough to split the mountains and the sea and shatter the stars.

Don't say that an ordinary person, even Xuan Immortals and Spirit Immortals are difficult to resist the power of this sword.

"I know who you are. Lang Jianxin turned his head to look at Ellet and said indifferently.

Elle's face changed slightly, and she said coldly: "I'm curious, who told you." ”

Lang Jianxin avoided answering, his gaze fell back to Diao Xiaosi's face, and said, "I also know who you are." ”

"Okay, I'm lost!" Diao Xiaosi was secretly taken aback, and without waiting for Lang Jianxin to answer, he continued: "Can you tell me where the gate is?"

Lang Jianxin shook his head and said, "This excuse is very lame. ”

The negotiation failed, Diao Xiaosi sighed and said: "There is a debtor who is wronged, and Bi Wuxie really didn't kill him." ”

Lang Jianxin smiled and said, "I understand. ”

"Therefore, there is no deep hatred between us, let alone taking our wives and killing our fathers, so why don't we turn enemies into friends and become friends at first sight? The Great Wilderness of Nothingness is filled with too much blood and hatred, and everyone loses themselves in the vendetta. If this continues, sooner or later, the Great Wilderness will perish and become a barren land. ”

Diao Xiaosi patiently taught: "For the sake of the great wilderness tomorrow, we should hold high the banner of fraternity, turn hostility into jade, and create a better future like a family from now on." Of course, I know it's very difficult, but if I don't try it, how do I know that I will fail? Kenshin, it's better to start with you and me, and set a benchmark and set an example for the Void Great Desolation. ”

Lang Jianxin actually listened very patiently, not only did he think about it very seriously for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "Qi Hongyuan is not imprisoned in Jinyun Pavilion, this is just a trap we deliberately set. Sure enough, I caught a big fish. ”

Diao Xiaosi said modestly as always: "Dayu doesn't dare to be, I'm just a little four." ”

"Huh-" A brilliant silver light suddenly surged in front of him, and the void opened to reveal a vast starry sky, blocking the Wave Sword Heart thousands of miles away.

"Let's go!" A piece of immortal consciousness was thrown to Ya Lauder, Diao Xiaosi's figure did not retreat but advanced, blending into the vast starlight to eliminate the invisible, the Kunwu divine knife moved in his hand, and the endless flood rolled in, and the blood of Jin Ge Iron Horse was fertile for a long time.

He knew that his cultivation was too far away from the sword heart, and even if he added Ellend, it would be in vain. This was done just to hold off the opponent as much as possible and give the Elleder a chance to escape.

This girl came to the Great Wilderness because of herself, and she came to the wilderness, and she will never die for him again.

However, he was still half a beat slower, and Elle crossed the bookshelf and was already pressing towards the Lang Sword Heart from the other end, and the Demon Sword of the Relic World opened and closed like the sun was in the sky, slashing down on the top of the opponent's head.

"Brother, let's go!" Seeing Diao Xiaosi also pounce on Lang Jianxin, her jade face showed a slight hint of anxiety.

Lang Jianxin's figure disappeared suddenly, like an invisible breeze passing through the surging tide of the Relic Demon Sword, pouring into the starry sky like clouds and water.

Diao Xiaosi was taken aback, he knew very well that this meant that Lang Jianxin had completely understood and cracked his Star Luo Cave Heaven between lightning and fire, and instead used the law of the starry sky to hide his traces and sneak towards him!

Obviously, it was the cave heaven that he propped up, but Diao Xiaosi couldn't sense the existence of Lang Jianxin.

But above his immortal heart, the alarm frequency was still becoming more and more intense, and his body was cold and shrouded in a dangerous aura of death, and he was already in a desperate situation in a short moment.

Without time to think about it, Diao Xiaosi almost completely relied on the instinct that he had refined through a hundred battles to suddenly converge on the starry sky, and the golden red divine light in his body lit up brilliantly, igniting the Vermilion Bird Divine Lamp surging like a tide to protect his body.

In an instant, his spiritual sea vaguely sensed a slight fluctuation in the depths of the fading starry sky, and the Kunwu Divine Sword immediately slashed out without hesitation, and the six divine skills bubbled out in the strongest sound between life and death.

At this moment, the simple and clumsy divine sword seems to have turned into a long river of history, time is passing in ups and downs, the years are turbulent, countless iron-blooded warriors are one after another, and the dragon and eagle are fighting in the sky......

This knife is already a kind of artistic conception that transcends eternity, and it is an indescribable avenue of knives.

At this time, a golden finger suddenly stretched out from the dissipating starlight, and gently clicked on the long river.

"Boom!" The long river collapsed, and the true body of the Kunwu Divine Sword bounced high, revealing the empty door on Diao Xiaosi's chest.

The golden finger did not stagnate, it seemed to be slow and urgent like the wind on the water, and pointed at the Vermilion Bird Magic Lamp.

"Bang bang bang!" Thousands of Vermilion Bird Hokage were shattered, and they couldn't resist the power of this finger in the slightest, and beat the Vermilion Bird Divine Lamp back into Diao Xiaosi's body.

Diao Xiaosi snorted and vomited blood, his expression was distorted, and the immortal veins trembled, and the whole person seemed to be dismantled.

But this is not the time to heal and breathe, the deadly golden finger is already close at hand.

His figure quickly retreated with the help of his fingers, and a silver-white afterimage slashed through the air, and the nine swords in the dragon belt bloomed together, shaking the golden finger with a heavy light and star shadow.

"Keng!" With a crisp sound, the Nine Palace Sword Array collapsed, and the golden finger shook slightly, and finally there was a brief condensation.

Diao Xiaosi's immortal heart keenly grasped the fighter plane, and with a long roar, he cast the Nine Nine Eighty-One Degree Doom Star Array Jumping Star Pill to get rid of the confinement of the golden finger's qi machine, and swept diagonally over the top of the bookshelf behind him.

However, the crisis did not end there, and the golden finger followed him like a shadow and caught up again, completely contrary to common sense.

At the last moment, the Demon Knife of the Relic World fell from the oblique stab, and collided with the Golden Finger in the air.

"Khoo!" Arader whispered, her delicate body flying, a bloodshot strand escaped from her lips, and her face was slightly pale.

The golden finger paused at this moment, as if it was frozen in the air, and in an instant, a wisp of wound opened on the fingertip, and a few drops of golden blood beeped and fell to the ground.

Lang Jianxin slowly withdrew his injured finger through the bookshelf, and said with a slight surprise: "Yes, you can actually block my sword." ”

Diao Xiaosi flew out dozens of zhang like a kite with a broken string, and only then could he stabilize his body, his whole body was full of stars, and he turned Jindan Dao Ding to supply Xianyuan to suppress the injury, and he felt as if he had just come back from a circle in the ghost gate.

I have all given up my old roots, and I have to rely on Arlauder to rescue myself to escape from death, how should this battle be fought?!