The setting sun is like blood.

Yellow sand rolls over the boundless land, vultures perch on the withered thousand-year-old trees, and groups of evil crows circle around and make wailing cries.

The strong wind blows, and dead bones buried in the yellow sand can be seen everywhere.

In the air waves, the fire of the underworld is faintly burning, and in the sky connected to the earth, there are drums and horns ringing in the mirage, and iron cavalry and black armor are lined up to fight.

Two old horses carrying two old people drove slowly from the yellow sand in the east.

The old blind man wearing a silk cloth covered his eyes with a piece of cloth, and his body was slightly swaying back and forth. The yellow sand blown by the west wind hit his face and beat on his old and dark skin. The wrinkles on his forehead were engraved with the vicissitudes of time.

Beside the old blind man, Qin Jiu, who was dressed in Confucian robes, was holding a gourd in his hand and kept raising his head to drink. The clear wine kept overflowing from the gourd, as if he could never finish it.

The setting sun is setting.

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched the silhouettes of the two old men very long in the Gobi.

"Hush!"

The old blind man was the first to stop.

"Junior brother, we have been gone for a year, how much longer will we go?"

A vulture took off from the top of the ancient tree and hovered above Qin Jiu's head.

Qin Jiu stuffed the wine gourd into his waist and said, "Senior brother, we've arrived."

After saying that, he pointed his finger towards the sky, and the vulture let out a mournful cry, then dropped from the sky. Before it hit the ground, the vulture's body strangely turned into a white skeleton.

"Senior brother."

Qin Jiu shouted.

I don't know when an erhu appeared in the old blind man's hand. The erhu string stirred, and with a clang, a sound wave shot up into the sky. The blood-stained sky was split into two by the sound wave. The calm earth shook violently, and the yellow sand followed.

The wind rose and turned into two yellow dragons.

Qin Jiu and the old blind man jumped up at the same time, riding on the yellow dragon.

Click!

In the clear sky, lightning suddenly thundered, and dark purple lightning tore the sky apart.

Lightning fell into the yellow sand, and the earth eroded and cracked, as if an earth dragon was turning over.

The endless darkness of the yellow sand, the surging water gurgling out, nine water dragons rushing into the sky, the yellow sand and the water dragons dancing together.

At the end of the sky, there are wild waves!

The wind blew across the faces of Qin Jiu and the old blind man, making their clothes rustle.

"Who is so bold!"

At the end of the sky, there was an angry sound that resounded through the sky.

And almost at this moment, the old blind man opened his blindfolded right eye, and in his right eye, a gorgeous and mysterious sword flashed away!

Zheng!

The sound of the sword was clanging, and the blood cloud was thick in the vortex.

Amidst the rumble of thunder.

It rained blood all over the sky.

Faintly, there was a scream.

Qin Jiu put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and let the blood rain fall on his face, his brows furrowed.

After a while.

Five figures fell from the sky and fell into the endless sea that emerged from the cracking of yellow sand.

"Something's wrong."

The old blind man said in a deep voice, and tried to lift his left eye with his skinny left hand.

"Brother, below!"

Qin Jiu's voice was full of vicissitudes, and his figure flashed with green light and disappeared in a flash.

The old blind man also abandoned Huanglong almost at the same time and disappeared out of thin air.

Woohoo!

In the sea, hundreds of thousands of water rays of light shot up, forming sword energy one after another. The world that the light could illuminate was destroyed by the sword energy.

The yellow sand faded away.

The sea has dominated this side of the world, with fog encroaching on all sides.

A golden beam of light fell from the sky.

In the pillar of light, there was a figure standing out, stepping on white icy clouds. The air was as cold as a mountain. Before the person fell, the vast sea had been frozen for thousands of miles.

despair.

The immortal shadow fell into the sea, and its aura was at its peak, like a god, with its head reaching to the sky and its feet touching the abyss of the earth.

That person.

It is the Immortal Lord of Hanshan.

Click.

Lightning flashed across the sky.

Another figure fell down. This figure was wearing a big cloak, with a flag erected behind him, and a golden word "Xing" could be faintly seen. On the left and right shoulders of the flag, he carried two giant axes, with mysterious blood printed on the axes.

Patterns and blood patterns exude a strange soul aura.

"Get out!"

The Angel Punisher shouted loudly, and wherever the sound wave passed, the frozen sea waves formed countless whirlpools.

Qin Jiu and the old blind man were still missing.

At this time.

Immortal Lord Hanshan said with a serious face: "In this world, there is no other person with such courage except Qin Jiu, the sword-carrying man. Since you have already come, why don't you show up?"

Buzz!

Two ripples emerged, and the old blind man and Qin Jiu appeared behind Hanshan Immortal Lord and Angel Punisher at the same time.

Qin Jiu used his finger as a sword and thrust out in the air. Behind Hanshan Immortal Lord, an ice barrier appeared like a mirror. Qin Jiu's sword penetrated like a beam of light, and the ice mirror made a crisp cracking sound.

Immortal Lord Hanshan raised his eyebrows, as if he was extremely surprised, and his expression became solemn. He raised his hands, and the ice barrier rotated strangely, and the two of them formed a stalemate.

On the other side, a Canggu Sword appeared in the old blind man's hand. The sword fell vertically, and the sword energy was arrogant.

The Angel Punisher who was carrying the flag held up his ax to block with both hands, his cold face showing murderous intent. After a sneer, the blood lines on his two axes suddenly brightened, and the two blood lights intertwined into a cross, forcing the old blind man's sword back, followed by a sound

Roaring, the two axes slashed diagonally, cutting the old blind man to the end of the sky and disappearing.

This scene naturally fell in the eyes of Qin Jiu and Hanshan Immortal Lord.

Qin Jiu's face was expressionless, and the Hanshan Immortal Lord said coldly: "You are lucky. You met me, and you still have a chance to survive. Your senior brother is not so lucky. He is twenty years old under the Divine Lord.

One of the heads of the Eighth Palace has just returned from slaying the dragon in the Dragon Domain, and he will definitely not show mercy. It is a pity that the last guardian of the Human Emperor Palace will die here today."

"Whoever is going to die on this ancient battlefield will have to fight to find out."

Qin Jiu's long sleeves fluttered, and he pointed his sword with his other hand, and the ice barrier suddenly shattered with a bang.

The sword energy penetrates the sky, and the setting sun causes the sword to roar!

The figure of Hanshan Immortal Lord disappeared ghostly. When he reappeared, there was a cut in the clothes on his shoulders. He frowned and said regretfully: "As a sword-carrying man, I don't have a sword in my hand. It's a pity. Without a sword, you are definitely no match for me.

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"My sword has been entrusted to the common people for a long time!"

The cold wind blew Qin Jiu's face, and he slowly raised his right hand to the sky. Amidst the thunder, a whirlpool appeared, the sword light spread out, and thousands of swords came up from the sky. Each sword contained the ancient aura, as if

After going through many hardships over the years, the sword body was stained with rust and came out of nowhere.

There is demon blood falling into the world.

There is demonic energy staining the sky.

Immortal Lord Hanshan suddenly changed color, opened his mouth and spat out cold light. A tortoise-shell shield appeared in his left hand, and in his right hand, there was a sword of frost that penetrated the bones.

Hanshan Immortal Lord said: "Qin Jiu, do you really want to fight against the will of heaven? If you stop now, you may not be able to become a guest. It would be wonderful to meet old friends from the Holy Court!"

"Sorry, you misjudged me, Qin Jiu."

"I have a lifetime of Qin wine, and a pot of turbid wine is enough for my whole life!"

Qin Jiu's voice echoed in the sky, and countless sword shadows covered his figure!

This day.

The sky is full of swords!
Chapter completed!