The wind and rain were sad, and the whole world was soaked in cold water. The temperature in Bai Shu's chest was eroded bit by bit. He looked at the two strange beasts fighting life and death at the sea, murmured and savored the word "shock".

The murder was shocked and thunderous. It was a good name. Even if he could not cut off the Ruins, he would always bear this inhealthy wound and live in the shadow of pain.

The two strange beasts on the sea became more and more fierce. The black dragon was scattered by the scales of the barbarian hooks on Xu Ya's body, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. Xu Ya's own body was charred by the Nine Heavens Thunder. Under the stimulation of murderous nature, the black dragon suddenly rose up and even slashed one of Xu Ya's eyes with one claw.

Xu Lin's eyes were broken, black blood mixed with rain fell from his cheeks, and a shrill whine suddenly came out of his mouth.

The entire East China Sea waters were completely tumbling, and the turbid waves kept rolling and covering the sun. The sea water poured into the land. The sea cliff where Bai Shu and others settled had turned into a vast ocean. He followed the sect leader and others to the higher sea cliff, watching the battle in the East China Sea from afar.

Seeing the waves in front of him, the sect leader sighed and said, "This may be fate. Ten years ago, Taoling's hometown was flooded by the sea and corpses were everywhere. Today, ten years later, this ruins are making waves again..."

The sect leader turned his head and looked at Ye Taoling with white lips, and said with emotion: "But this time, because of your Dingcheng Agreement, this people left early and actually escaped this catastrophe. It's really a fate! Destiny!"

The sect leader sighed in front of the cliff, his long robe was pressing against the wind and rain, and his figure floated in the rivers and seas. Although it was a lonely boat between the world, it was now full of a momentum that looked down on the world. It made people feel indescribable peace of mind when they saw her back.

Ye Taoling's eyes swept through the wind and rain in front of him, and said with a deep feeling of melancholy: "Look, the Ruins can't last long. For me, everything is over."

Although Ye Taoling never really cared about the life and death of the people of Dingcheng, it is also a thing to be happy to see displaced people at this moment.

With Ye Taoling's voice, Bai Shu's eyes fell on the East China Sea again. Waves surged in the sea, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning flashed in the dense clouds, but thunder did not fall for a long time, as if something more terrifying was brewing.

Bai Shu knew that this was the last moment. After the storm was over, he could go to find the person who owed a lot, and maybe he could even go to worship his mother by the way.

As Ye Taoling said, everything will end today, the clouds will fade away and the dust will settle.

The roar of the Xun above the East China Sea made people's ears numb. At the critical moment of life and death, the beast was fierce and moved to the water. He actually carried his whole body out of the sea with the help of the power of the water flow, and then rushed towards the black dragon without hesitation, hugged the dragon's belly hard, and bit it madly.

The flesh and blood that were reborn from the black dragon bathed in the golden thunder seemed to be vulnerable under the chew of the Ruins. Large pieces of flesh and blood fell down and poured out together with the internal organs in the abdomen, becoming a delicious meal for fish and shrimps in the East China Sea.

At the same time, the black dragon roared and drew a thunder from the sky. In the blink of an eye, the entire East China Sea lit up for a moment. At this moment, time seemed to be stagnant. When everyone's eyes returned to clear again, the Xun from the head to the spine, a small half of the body was chopped into coke. Xun finally fell from the waves powerlessly, falling into the vast East China Sea, splashing turbid waves as high as mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the three masters of the Sword Sect, including the sect leader, exerted force under their feet, and rushed towards the vast East China Sea like a wind.

The three of them formed a font shape and instantly surrounded the dying Ruo. The two old men in gray and yellow robes were unsheathed, holding the sword in front of their chests, their index fingers were put together, and their fingertips were pressed against the clear root of the sword. They brushed from bottom to top across the sword. The two swords suddenly flashed with green light, and the spiritual energy like water waves covered the sword, as if they were a strange form of flame, igniting the dark sea surface at this moment.

The sect leader had no sword in his hand, and he didn't even wear a sword on his waist. She just rushed to the front of Xu Zhi, and pointed her toes on the bone spur on the back of Xu Zhi, and then used spiritual power to control the shocked sword behind Xu Zhi. At the same time, the bun behind the sect leader's head exploded with a bang, and the spiritual energy surged, and the eight spiritual acupoints on his body opened.

While the silver hair danced wildly, the voice of the sect leader rang out on the distant sea surface: "Shock my sword and follow me to overturn this shallow sea!"

The voice of the sect leader floated on the open sea. At the same time, the Frightened Sword behind Xu Ya was also pulled out by the sect leader. With the sword being pulled out, a large amount of dark red blood spurted out from the wound on Xu Ya's back, dyeing the entire East China Sea sky red, and a deep red blood rain burst into the sky.

As the shock and killing was pulled out, the silence finally dissipated. He paused, tilted his head and fell into the sea, slowly being obscured by the endless waves. From then on, there was no longer any revelation on the seaside of Dongluo, which turned the village into a vast ocean giant beast. The Sword Sect's shock and killing sword was able to return, and it was no longer a regret lost in the vast East Sea.

The blood rain fell, and the sea vortex caused by the ruins gradually returned to calm. The sword as wide as a mountain turned into the size of an ordinary sword and was tightly held in the hand of the sect leader. The main star in the celestial phenomena that day returned to the position, rather than because of the Mengli in Bai Shu's hand, it was waiting for the sword to serve the master in the East China Sea for hundreds of years and suppressing the frightening and killing of the ferocious beasts.

Ye Taoling was crying indefinitely at some point, and her face was filled with tears. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her cheeks, but the heartbreaking smoke in her eyes could not be faked.

Zhao Qingmo is dead, Dingcheng has become a sea of ​​sand, and Rushi is also dead. Ye Taoling only needs to push his cliff coffin into the East China Sea and forget the person in his heart. Perhaps he can build his own house by the sea, starting from tomorrow.

Bai Shu looked at Ye Taoling who was crying and also looked at the golden phoenix that was drained by the rain on her skirt. She sighed slightly in her heart, but a sense of ease followed. The tense emotions that had been tense for so many days slowed down at this moment. Bai Shu breathed a long sigh and did not comfort Ye Taoling, but just stood by Ye Taoling quietly, allowing her to cry happily.

The three sect masters on the sea surface had already rushed towards the golden dragon that was broken through the wind and rain. The three masters from the Sword Sect's Heavenly Revelation Realm combined to form a sword formation to fight against the enemy. If they still couldn't kill this wisp of the residual soul of the true dragon, that would be a joke, let alone the sect master was in shock and killed the sword in his hand and tried his best.

Under the siege of the three, the black dragon tried to ignite the sky thunder several times, but was interrupted by the sect leader and others. In the end, the huge thunder had exhausted the spiritual power of the black dragon, one by one, and the other was growing. In just a moment, its flesh and blood were stripped away, and only a white and miserable skeleton was left on the sea surface.

Seeing that the situation was not good, it shook its tail and wanted to fly away, but was stopped by the three sect masters. The sect master even stepped on the dragon's head, suppressing the giant dragon and Canghai under him, and then stabbed the head with a shocking and killing piercing the head, piercing the head of the real dragon corpse, ending its residual soul.

Bai Shu looked from afar and recognized that the sect leader used the Heavenly Sword Technique. The sect leader had just seen Bai Shu use it once, and she had learned it. Although the movements and feelings of the sword were a little sluggish, and it seemed that he had not yet mastered it, the sect leader still learned it after all.

Bai Shu smiled and said to the wind and rain: "The first time I saw the sect leader take action, it's really..."

Before Bai Shu finished speaking, he felt a cold light flashing on the sea in the distance. Then Bai Shu saw the sect leader shaking his body. An arrow was inserted into the back of his chest at some point, and a scattered blood splashed on his chest. Then the sect leader held the sword in his hand and fell from the dragon bone, falling head down into the East China Sea.

After being shocked, the two old men in the gray-yellow robe reacted immediately. Just as they were about to rush down to save the person, the old man in the gray-yellow was also shot in the chest. The old man in the yellow-yellow robe shouted "Senior Brother". Before the words "Senior Brother" were finished, the voice was blocked in his throat and an arrow penetrated his throat.

In just one breath, the three powerful men in the Apocalypse Realm of the Sword Sect fell, killing two people seriously.

Ye Taoling was also stunned by the scene in front of her. She called her master heart-wrenchingly, and the exhausted spiritual energy gathered again, ready to rush into the vast East China Sea. Bai Shu quickly grabbed Ye Taoling's arm.

At this time, Bai Shu noticed that there was a small boat on the empty sea surface, drifting with the flow in the bloody East China Sea.

There was only one man in silver armor on the boat. He stepped on the side of the boat with one foot, his figure rising and falling with the waves. He was holding a silver longbow in his hand. At this moment, there was an arrow on the bowstring. If there was a fourth master of the Apocalypse Realm above the sea, he might be able to knock down someone.

Just as Bai Shu looked at the silver-armored general, the man raised his head and seemed to be looking at Bai Shu. The two of them looked at each other through the heavy rain curtain. Although it was blurred and silent, Bai Shu felt a sense of fear in his heart.

The man suddenly sneered, but the smile was just the stiff twitch of the muscles on his lips. He recognized Bai Shu in an instant and murmured to himself: "The future of Taoist sect and the pride of the sword cultivator..."

As he said, he pulled up the longbow. By the time Bai Shu saw his movements clearly, it was too late.

In the moment of lightning, Ye Taoling hugged Bai Shu and pierced her head from the sea cliff. The moment she fell, the sword that shot through Ye Taoling's thin spine and pierced into Bai Shu's hot chest. The blood of the two people merged together at this moment. Bai Shu could clearly feel the warmth in his chest, which was from Ye Taoling's temperature.

The moment he fell in the wind, the second arrow came through the wind and rain again. The speed of the arrow was too fast. It was clearly thousands of miles apart, but it arrived in an instant. The first arrow was just to take Bai Shu's life, but Ye Taoling blocked it. His second arrow was about to nail the two people in the wind and rain to the sea cliff, and let them be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, and they were eaten by sea birds into two white bones.

As soon as the arrow left the string, the man put down the longbow in his hand. He didn't need to shoot any more arrows. He knew that Bai Shu and Ye Taoling would definitely die in the next moment.

But the incident happened the next moment. In the strong wind, the white talisman paper washed by the rain that Bai Shu used to tie his hair behind his head was blown away. Bai Shu's long hair was swept up by the sea breeze, and all the scenery around him began to become blurred. Wherever Bai Shu's vision was reaching, the sea cliff seemed to be collapsed, the sea water began to scatter, the distant sky gradually twisted, swallowed by the thick fog, the mountains, rivers, and all the scenery that could reach began to fall, as if it had fallen into a bottomless mountain stream.

The arrow shot out pierced into thick fog the next moment, without even a sound, and was silently swallowed up without any corpse.

It is as motionless as a mountain, as turbulent as a sea, as far as the Tao.

Bai Shu has already understood the three divine talismans in the earth scroll. This abyss character can fall into all things, completely destroy a space, and leave without any damage, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes, like falling into an invisible abyss.

Bai Shu has been drawing this abyss character since he parted with Lu Jingxiu. He drew more than a thousand abyss characters, and his spiritual energy was exhausted for a while, but he just drew such a magic talisman.

This is also the only talisman in the world with the Yuan character after Chen Ci's Abyss. Bai Shu kept it to save his life and kept it behind his head. Unexpectedly, this trip to Dongluo would come in handy.

This way, if you use it in a hurry, it may not be full, and it is as vast as the root of all things. No one can leave him Bai Shu in this abyss character, and this man in silver armor can't do it.

While the Yuan characters dissipated, the spiritual energy of the true dragon on the sea surface was like a little golden rain, illuminating this dark night. The man wearing silver armor was bathed in the dragon power and turned all the true dragon spiritual energy that Zhao Qingmo coveted for many years into his own use.

The Yuan characters dissipated, and the dragon power was absorbed by the man. He stood in the boat, looked up at Meng Kezhi who was standing proudly on the cliff, hesitated for a moment, but hesitated but did not attack Meng Kezhi after all.

A wave came, and the lonely boat was pushed by the sea, drifting further and further on the East China Sea, gradually turning into a drop in the ocean and disappearing into Meng Kezhi's pupils.

Perhaps Meng Kezhi understood what is the real power at this moment.

It’s just a leaf in the sea, and when you raise your hand, you’re cutting your life like a grass!
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