There is love in the sky, a sad rain falls, and the shadows in the rain are poignant and beautiful, and the white armor reflects the nobility of the Rakshasa.
When we first met, we didn't know each other, and when we met again, we were dying.
Later, because of the scroll of the earth, he formed a bond, and when the fire of the sky burned his body, he came to save his life.
In the most painful days, without the sun, the lonely heart, the only person who can accompany him is the red wedding dress.
Ning Chen's heart was aching, the tears of pain were like rain, whether it was rain or tears, at this moment, it was impossible to tell.
The downpour that fell from the sky washed away the blood on the two of them, but could not wash away the residual redness in the tears.
"This life, the ghost girl has no regrets"
The ghost girl stroked the former's face, a gentle smile flashed in her eyes, and said softly.
I have no regrets in this life. If there is an afterlife, whether I would like to meet again, the ghost girl has no time to ask, her slender hands are lowered, and her body falls into her plain arms.
The torn heart is like a thousand knives being cut, and the surrounding hands gently hug the woman in front of him into his arms, and his heart sinks since then.
"Ghost Girl"
Yin Yin shouted, but there was no reply. The pouring rain curtain, accompanied by thunder, seemed to be weeping for the tragic scene in this world.
The ghost source and the ghost source turn into little stars and fly out, or there will be a future, reincarnation, and a similar flower will bloom in the world.
Rumbling, the thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and a purple light fur figure appeared in the sky, and the spell was activated, affecting the power of ghosts and underworld sources.
Suddenly raised eyes, murderous intent, thunderous thunder, descended into the world, illuminating the blood in the eyes.
The body of Rakshasa was frozen in an instant, and the next moment, Su Yi disappeared and reappeared, already above the sky.
The knife that fell was earth-shattering, the knife was stunning, and even the sky was cut out by a pitch-black gulf. It was shocked for thousands of years, and he turned his palm to block it, but when he heard a loud bang, he fell directly and fell on the ground.
Su Yi moved and fell in an instant, and the sword light fell again, the power was unshakable.
"The Marquis of Zhiming, the people of my god's religion, you can't move."
A hand appeared, blocking the brilliant light of the sword, the black and red clothes were flying, and the appearance was extraordinary, peerless and heroic.
Qing Que followed, with sword intent surging and piercing to the bone.
The Eternal Night Sect Master didn't want to be entangled, so he took Zong Qianqiu and the figure withdrew, only a few flashes before disappearing.
In the distance, the master of the four poles was unwilling to face the siege of the two current powerhouses, the Marquis of Zhiming and Prince Yan, who were blessed with luck at this time.
The two enemies retreated, Prince Yan restrained his breath, looked at the figure in the distant rain, sighed softly, and turned to leave.
Ruthless people hurt others, sentient beings hurt themselves, love robbery is the most difficult robbery in the world.
The figure kneeling on the ground, motionless, let the blood flow on itself, but it seems that he doesn't know, the blood red eyes, the dark red tears flow out, accompanied by the pouring rain, drop by drop.
"Ha ha"
The sadness was lost, only the heart-piercing laughter echoed between the heavens and the earth, getting louder and crazier.
The rumble of thunder disappeared at this moment, and did not dare to lower it.
…
Eternal Night Divine Religion, the abyss of darkness, in the dark breath, a purple light fur figure floats up and down, the devilish atmosphere circulates, and there is an unattainable sacredness.
After a long time, Zong Qianqiu's figure fell, and most of his injuries had healed. He knelt on the ground and respectfully said, "Thank you, Lord."
"There is a shortage of ghost sources, regardless of the future, this time, you let me down again," the breath in the darkness said solemnly.
Zong Qianqiu bowed his head and said to the sinner, "The Lord made atonement, and Marquis Zhiming took action to stop it. My subordinates only had time to capture the source of darkness. The remaining half of the source of ghosts, my subordinates will definitely find a way to capture them as soon as possible"
"No need, this Marquis of Fate is not so easy to deal with. It's important to get back the source first. This time, let Xia Ziyi go."
"Yes" Zong Qianqiu respectfully led the order.
The dark aura returned, and Zong Qianqiu got up and left, heading directly to the first temple in the distance.
The first shrine, on the empty shrine, a figure in black clothes sat quietly, no human emotions could be seen in the cold and deep eyes, and the powerful demonic energy exuded terrifying pressure, which made people feel cold all over.
"The Demon Lord" said with a polite salute and clasped his fists across Qianqiu.
"What's the matter?" In the hall, an indifferent voice sounded and echoed.
"Kill the body of the Dao, take the source of the Dao" Zong Qianqiu said solemnly.
In the Peerless City, a secret letter was sent in. After receiving the four-pole realm master, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Xuanzhi"
"My subordinates are here." Xuanzhi walked out and said respectfully.
"Go to the Eternal Night Divine Sect and retrieve the Heaven and Earth Fortune Jade," said the master of the Four Pole Realm coldly.
"Yes"
Xuanzhi took the order and turned to leave.
In front of the Eternal Night Divine Sect, two figures passed by by mistake, one left, and the other came, Xuanzhi respectfully gave in, avoiding the white-haired and black-robed devil.
Linglang Mountain, walking forward without worry, was ordered to go to support the war. Suddenly, the demonic atmosphere in front of him was in full swing, and a figure in black clothes came slowly, with white hair hunting and dancing in the wind.
Wangyou squinted his eyes, his mind sank, so strong demonic energy.
"Reincarnation"
The devil opened his mouth, the magic sword flew out and fell into his hands, the terrifying magic power shook, and Linglang Mountain suddenly dimmed.
Wang Wor’s mind is exquisite, and he quickly guessed the identity of the person. There is only one person in the world with this cultivation level and demonic energy, the new master of the First Temple of Evernight, the Demon Lord.
The fact is already obvious, she was betrayed by the realm owner, otherwise, the Eternal Night Demon Lord could not have appeared here by such a coincidence.
My mind has no time to think about it in the future, the mysterious shadow in front of me has moved, the magic sword of reincarnation passed by in an instant, and the black magic atmosphere circulated, as heavy as a mountain.
Wangyou raised his hand, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, turning into barriers to block in front of him, flipping his hand, the spiritual energy vibrated, and the sword in front of him swayed.
The demon stepped, shifted, and returned to the sword, killing all in awe, rising up from the whole body, the sword intent circling, and the sword fell again.
With a bang, the aura barrier collapsed, and a bright red flew up, holding the magic sword in a slender hand, and blood dripped down the sword body.
"Emperor, you shouldn't sink in the devil's way"
Wangyou's expression was solemn, and the other hand moved the surrounding situation, trapping into the Demon Sovereign.
However, Xia Ziyi couldn't hear it anymore, and after a turn of reincarnation, she broke free from the shackles, spinning the sword to condense the essence, the magic atmosphere rose, and the black sword energy shot straight into the sky.
The sword qi fell, the sky collapsed, the rocks collapsed, the entire Linglang Mountain shook violently, and the rocks flew and fell.
The demonic atmosphere surged, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Wangyou's mouth.
The devil resisted a move, the sword stance was even heavier, the magic sword was stunned, and the fortune was pale.
The devil at the peak of the Five Tribulations, his strength does not lose to the three disasters, and between his moves, the murderous intention is fully displayed, and there is no trace of vitality.
The swaying Linglang Mountain has reached its limit, and the shattered boulders continue to fall, making the battle even more dangerous.
Seeing that the power of the devil is unstoppable, Wangyou gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth all over his body, steps on the lotus lightly, walks close to the road, waving his hand to deprive all the spiritual energy within a thousand zhang square, and restrain himself.
When the aura disappeared, the power of the magic sword was immediately restrained, and when it was swung, its power was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to exert its full strength.
Before the slender hands, the magic sword was difficult to move, blocked by the aura barrier, and could not advance an inch.
The strength of the Taoist body, at this moment, first appeared.
"back off"
With a cold drink, the demonic atmosphere in the devil's body erupted, the endless black energy overflowed, and the weakened sword stance instantly returned to its original sharpness, even more than three points.
The sudden change was unpredictable, but when he saw a trace of demonic energy entering his body, Wangyou groaned and took three steps back.
The demonic energy that has been sealed in the forbidden land of Daxia for hundreds of years is huge and amazing. Although Wangyou blocked the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it can restrain others, but it has no effect on Xia Ziyi.
The Taoist body is strong, the devil is stronger, and the absolute strength meets each other. A sound resounds in Linglang Mountain, and the space trembles.
The blood that splattered and the edge of the red-stained devil sword, the two of them each took two steps back, and their physique was sublimated to the extreme, penetrating the world.
The next moment, the extreme moves met each other, and Vientiane exploded, and the entire Linglang Mountain collapsed and collapsed like a catastrophe, and was completely destroyed.
In the mad sand and gravel, a shadowy shadow flew out, stained with blood, and immediately dragged the injured body and swept away towards the west.
"Can you escape?"
The magic power swayed, the mad sand dispersed, and the black-robed white-haired devil walked out, his figure flashed, and he chased after him.
The two figures galloping one after the other, streaked across the sky with two streams of light, and disappeared before they could blink.
The wounded body, blood dripping from the corners of the mouth, dyed red clothes, and congenital constraints, made this battle that was originally unpredictable, completely out of balance.
In a foreign country, he was betrayed by the realm master, Wangyou had nowhere to go, and could only smuggle towards the Daxia Imperial City. In this unfamiliar realm, he was the only one who could trust.
Just as the Great Xia Imperial City was approaching, suddenly, a forceful palm slammed towards him, Wangyou couldn't dodge in time, and with a thud, he vomited vermilion.
The figure in front of him, holding a purple lightning spear, is sassy and heroic. It is the number one general of the Eternal Night Sect, Bai Qi.
There was a god in front of him blocking the way, and a demon monarch in the back was trying to kill him. It was difficult for the Taoist body to move first. Wangyou barely managed to stabilize his body, and he sighed deeply in his heart. Today, maybe he really came to an end.
"Tao body, you can't escape today." Bai got up and moved, Zidian thundered and screamed, one shot broke his soul, and the momentum was like opening the sky.
Wangyou avoided the sharp edge of the spear, and the moment he returned the move, the magic sword finally arrived, the mighty magic power oscillated, a waterfall of blood stained the sky red, and the sky was raining blood.
The Dao body, which was severely injured again, had blood flowing from the left shoulder, soaking most of the skirt, and the devil came.
Wangyou did not expect the betrayal of the realm master, let alone that after this betrayal, it was only for that piece of heaven and earth to create jade, people are inferior to things, how sad.
The Great Xia Imperial City is approaching, but it is still thousands of miles away. Even the innate powerhouse will not be able to save him in time. Today, the fall of the Taoist body is a foregone conclusion. In the imperial city of Daxia, in the Marquis' Mansion, the ice and snow were falling in the backyard, and a plain-clothed figure stood there silently. It had not been touched for two days and two nights. In the wind and snow, an ice coffin made of frost forcibly stopped the years. Forcibly left behind
Gorgeous shadow.
Liu Ruoxi and Ning Xi looked at Hou in front of the coffin with a worried look, but did not dare to disturb him.
"Poshang" At this moment, the figure who had been silent for two days finally spoke, and the moment the words fell, in the study not far away, Poshang and Shetian trembled violently, and immediately turned into two streamers and flew out.