The green fire in the sky is faint and heartwarming, and the soft chant is like a magic sound, and the heart is not gathered when it pierces the ears!

The moment the giant hand fell, a crack suddenly tore open in the sky, and the gap was translucent, like the light of the sky, and an indigo sword fell from the sky, as if there was an immortal murmuring, straight into the hearts of the people, which made people's hearts shock!

"Blue Flash!"

Heaven and earth became extremely small in an instant, and a loud shout seemed to have become a complete change, the speed of the Qingyu Sword was so fast that it was beyond the reach of the naked eye, and there seemed to be a cyan thunderbolt flashing on the edge of the blade, and it slashed down from between the middle finger and ring finger of the evil giant!

A green light and the faint green fire of the stars seemed to merge into one, and then separated in an instant, the evil giant hand seemed to roar violently, obviously there was no sound, but it made people creepy and uncomfortable, and the "Titika" sound made by the continuous friction of the bones was clearly audible.

The green fire drew two light-colored arcs, and the giant hand was split in two by the Qingyu Sword, and fell to the ground from both sides, and the monks on the Broken Cross Mountain let out a cry of surprise, and faintly heard shouts on several nearby peaks, presumably all of them were places where the monks gathered.

"Green Song Sword, Eight Desolation Sword Techniques!"

Yang Yue's body trembled slightly, and she didn't know if she was shocked by the power of the earthquake or because of fear.

Leng Xiao's chest rose and fell, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he looked at the Qingyu Sword fixedly: "The Eight Desolation Sword Technique, the Blue Scar Sect has only opened it twice since the founding of the sect, but in an introductory trial, it has been opened for the third and fourth times one after another!"

Leng Xiao had an indescribable feeling in his heart, this time the Eight Desolation Sword Technique was even more powerful!

The crack in the sky seemed to be about to be bridged, but a force was always stopping it, and the molten lava that covered the entire sky suddenly poured down like rain!

Leng Xiao was startled, Yang Yue moved faster, and bombarded the rock wall on one side repeatedly, but a depression large enough to accommodate the two of them exploded in three breaths.

The two immediately hid in, and the molten slurry grazed the backs of the two of them, and every time they fell to the ground, there was a small depression in the ground, and as the molten slurry continued to fall, the ground was smashed to a few sags!

Before Leng Xiao and the others could breathe a sigh of relief, a terrible scream suddenly echoed all over the mountains, not everyone was so lucky!

The figure of a sturdy middle-aged man suddenly condensed in the sky, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not angry and self-righteous, incarnated as a giant, holding a green ballad sword, I don't know what kind of sword trick he used, as if he had fabricated a round of golden crescent moon out of thin air in the air!

I saw that his sword aura waved, and the crescent moon suddenly turned into powder, and wherever the golden powder fell, the miserable howl gradually turned into a little weak*.

Still, it's much better than before!

The molten rain had long since fallen, but it only lasted for a few breaths, but when it came out of the cave again, the whole mountain had become bare!

On the mountain, a piece of monks fell to the ground, and they could see it at a glance, and the burns on their faces and bodies were no longer what they looked like!

Although the temperature of the molten rain was far less than the molten lava that had just poured up from the ground, it was still not something that the Qi Cultivation and Foundation Building Monks could resist!

Yang Yue looked up at the sky: "If it weren't for the sect master's timely action, these people would have died." ”

Leng Xiao looked at the scorched earth all over the mountain, and even the wisps of green smoke were emitting, and suddenly asked, "Sect Master?"

Yang Yue was speechless for a moment, and only after a few breaths did he say, "Sect Master of the Blue Mark Sect, Northern Stygian Kun." ”

While the two were talking, there was a regeneration in the molten slurry, and the originally calm flowing molten slurry seemed to boil in an instant!

There seemed to be a roar from the bottom of the magma, and the molten magma slowly shrank a few points, and then suddenly a figure jumped out of it, flesh and blood!

Compared to the incarnation of the Northern Stygian Kun, this person is as small as an ant, and even a little shorter than some tall ordinary people, as if he has been stripped of his skin, and has no face!

His flesh and tendons are entangled, like bright red, like bruises, and even faintly like maggots wriggling, looking particularly hideous and terrifying!

Leng Xiao's eyes widened, Yang Yue let out a disgusting sigh, but the incarnation of the Northern Stygian Kun in the sky was extremely shocked: "Faceless!

The faceless evil that was called the Faceless Evil by the Northern Stygian Kun suddenly raised its head, and the face formed by the pulling of the flesh tendons seemed to be really looking at the Northern Stygian Kun, and made a piercing voice like a cat's claw pulling the wall: "I said it...... I'm not going to die. ”

His voice was flat, like a pool of stagnant water, without any emotion, but he kept repeating the phrase: "I will not die...... I'm not going to die!"

"The Faceless King, the Immortal...... Nameless King, Immortal!" Leng Xiao's eyes were in a trance, and he said in a low voice.

Suddenly, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, biting extremely hard, blood flowing, and a strong pain stimulated his scalp, and he woke up in an instant, looking at the faceless evil with palpitations.

"Faceless King, Immortal ......"

A delicate voice suddenly sounded in his ears, but it looked particularly weird, it was Yang Yue!

Leng Xiao hurriedly called, but Yang Yue was indifferent at all, as if he was in the middle of an evil spirit, he only knew how to mutter those eight words in a low voice, his hands subconsciously put on Yang Yue's hat, hesitated for a moment, and lifted the hat!

A beautiful face came into view, which made Leng Xiao slightly in a trance for a moment, Yiren seemed to be born with a point of indifference that rejected people, but at this moment, there was a little more weakness that provoked people's pity.

"Don't look at indecent things!" Since Yang Yue covered her face, she didn't want people to see her face, Leng Xiao had no intention of looking more, and her eyes shifted to Yang Yue's eyes!

It's cloudy, it's dark, it's like it's covered in a thick fog!

Leng Xiao leaned forward without hesitation, slowly approached, stretched out his tongue and licked the shadow of her right eye, she suddenly trembled, Leng Xiao hurriedly retreated, and covered her with a hat.

Yang Yue suddenly twitched, her cheeks bulged, as if she spit out a mouthful of turbid air, a trace of blood slowly slipped from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes gradually cleared.

Her first instinct was to touch the hat, and she seemed relieved to see that the hat was still wearing it properly. She sighed softly, her right eye trembled and blinked twice, and her hand touched lightly, withdrawing, and a few strands of blood lingered around her fingertips.

Yang Yue's mind was a little blank, and when she suddenly came back to her senses, she saw Leng Xiao's eyes blank, and muttered to herself: "Faceless King, immortal body......"

She stood up suddenly, a strong aura fluctuation erupted in her hand, and she slapped Leng Xiao's head with a palm!

Leng Xiao watched the palm approaching, his body trembled slightly for some reason, and the moment the palm touched his forehead, his trembling stopped, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out......

Even...... Suffered internal injuries......

Leng Xiao's body shook, and he looked at Yang Yue with complicated eyes: "Thank you...... Thank you, Miss Yangyue......"

Yang Yue's chest rose and fell, and she waved her hand gently: "No thanks, you have just been bewitched by evil and lost your mind." This evil is really terrible!"

A palpitation floated in Yang Yue's heart, she didn't know when she had fallen into the Tao!

By her side, Leng Xiao was silent, it was okay to be slapped in the face, it was a light price, he was afraid that Yang Yue would kill him with a sword if he knew the truth.

"What's wrong with the sect master?" Yang Yue suddenly exclaimed.

Leng Xiao came back to his senses at this time, and the incarnation of the Northern Stygian Kun stood in mid-air, his eyes were confused, and he muttered to himself!

Blue Scar Sect, Hall of Elders.

The five distracted monks were shocked, forced out a mouthful of reverse blood, and looked at each other in shock.

In the land of trials, Faceless suddenly smiled lightly and sighed, "It's been more than a hundred years...... You're still the same weak......"

You guys...... He knew exactly how much help there was behind the Northern Stygian Kun!

The Northern Stygian Kun roared, setting off a stormy wave, rippling on the molten lava.

He raised the sword horizontally, and the Qingyu sword suddenly burst into a buzz, and at the same moment, Nameless suddenly whispered again: "Weak...... Weak ......"

This time, the North Stygian Kun's face was calm and indifferent, Leng Xiao held the crumbling Yang Yue, the two of them were unharmed, he looked back, and a foundation building monk stood on the ground with a blank face, suddenly shattered, without warning!

Leng Xiao's heart trembled, after the death of the foundation building monk, they began to explode one after another!

The Northern Stygian Kun let out a low shout, and bursts of light emanated from the Qingyu Sword!

For a time there was a balance that those monks no longer produced death.

"Weak...... Weak ......"

The faceless whisper gradually turned into a normal volume, and then the tone began to become rapid and manic!

"Weak! Weak!"

Go crazy!

The molten lava suddenly rolled into a stormy wave!

Leng Xiao and Yang Yue were already standing on the edge of the molten lava, and they were the first to bear the brunt of it at this moment! Yang Yue hurriedly grabbed Leng Xiao suddenly, and with a wrong step, it was like a cyan phantom, and it moved out a few miles away in an instant!

But there were still many monks standing on the edge, and after a wave had passed, there were no bones left......

Leng Xiao's heart trembled slightly, his eyes swept over the others, and a trace of struggle flashed, did he want to wake them up?

Suddenly a piece of starlight floated in the air, and it became an ownerless thing for a while, Yang Yue reacted faster than Leng Xiao, and with a wave of his hand, he introduced those starlight into Leng Xiao's bracelet, lighting up two stars again!

Leng Xiao didn't have the slightest sense of excitement, but there was an inexplicable rejection, he didn't want these stars very much.

He was silent, and above the sky, the Northern Stygian Kun suddenly kept drinking, and his body instantly condensed and shrunk by a point, and finally, it became the size of a faceless!

The eyes of the Northern Stygian Kun could no longer see the eyeballs, only two clouds of cyan light shrouded it, giving people the feeling that it was somewhat similar to the evil spirit.

He spun around and swung towards the Faceless Sword!

Faceless like a madman, he suddenly stepped back, and his whispers had turned into roars!

"One sword is born, one sword is destroyed, and one sword turns into Qinglian!"

A touch of cyan sword intent, with five completely different auras, blended with each other, endlessly, Huo Ran slashed towards the faceless head!

On the faceless face, the position of the eyes slowly sunken, revealing two pitch-black holes, and then ...... Ignite two dark green flames!

"You're too weak!"

He roared violently, and a patch of evil suddenly surged up from the molten slurry, and in an instant, his bones shattered, and one after another dark green flames rushed towards the faceless, attaching his whole body!

"Weak!"

He waved his palm suddenly, and the wind in his palm was like a knife!

Between heaven and earth, half of it is bright, half of it is extinguished, and one palm tears the heaven and the earth!

The face of the Northern Stygian Kun changed suddenly, and it flew out upside down in an instant, and the Qingyu Sword came out of his hand!

Faceless suddenly bullied up, bent his fingers into claws, and suddenly fell towards the heart of the Northern Stygian Kun!

The moment a claw fell, a blood-colored spirit bead appeared in the palm of the faceless palm out of thin air, the faceless movement was stagnant, and the qi and blood all over the body seemed to be sucked clean, and he hurriedly took a step back and looked at the person who came.

Personable gentleman, the sleeves of the fan swayed gently. One person, one dog, one spirit bead.

The expression of the Northern Stygian Kun changed slightly: "Red Blood Spirit Bead...... Red-eyed ethereal, Blue Twilight!"