"Hey, where are you going? This girl is dead." Murong Lan said in a low voice.
In the wind and rain, she pulled up her bun and looked at it. Her face seemed a bit ancient and beautiful, with a kind of sad beauty. The long light curly hair in front of her face was raised up in a naughty way.
She hugged her body and looked very cold.
"Go home." Li Tu said calmly, the rain wet his thin green shirt, and the joints were clear.
Murong Lan pouted, feeling that everything was boring.
"Where is your home?"
This question stopped the demon king who was going to bring chaos to the world in the future. He was confused, and suddenly he felt that the world was so vast that he could not call home.
He murmured, "I'll send her to where she belongs."
The flower-like girl fell, with her ambition and mysterious story,
"Then what?"
"Since the disaster started from demons, then they should be prepared to bear my wrath. Although I am very humble now, I still think that before the rebellion of the kings of the human race, they were just people, but they could change the situation of the prehistoric times and prove the results of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
You, how fierce this is! Why can't I? How am I worse than a group of them? God's will will yield to the strong, but it will also devour the souls of the despicable!" Li Tu said firmly, his eyes burning.
Fireworks of revenge.
This is the unreasonable love, hate and arrogance of youth.
"You will be a demon king in the future, bringing chaos to the world, and even the world will not tolerate you. You are a lonely person forever. Are you sure you want to go down this dead end?" Murong Lan looked at him with slight hesitation.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter to me anymore. Since you want to deprive me of what I love, you must bear the anger. No matter your will, you won't be able to forgive me." The young man said calmly, but the despair and terror in his tone cannot be ignored.
"Why do you keep following me?"
"Me, as you can see, I am a Taoist saint who was kicked out, a divine divination master, and was called an abandoned daughter by the world. Beauty is a disaster." Murong Lan shrugged, with a hint of indifference on her beautiful face.
.
"That's why I was forgotten in the first place. Even though I was kidnapped by the demon tribe Qiongqi, they didn't come to save me. Don't you really believe it?"
"What is your relationship with Wu Qingmiao?" Li Tu asked.
"One of my disciples who has been around for countless generations, what happened to her?"
"Don't you believe it? People like me have already mastered the art of beauty. I can rank among the seniors in the Taoist sect." Murong Lan chuckled, "It doesn't matter to me. This kind of life is like wandering clouds and wild cranes.
, exactly what I expected.”
"Then let's go together." Li Tu nodded, "Maybe when you get tired of me, you can leave by yourself."
"No, your fate is absolutely rare. Naturally, I will always follow you. This will protect my future." Murong Lan said mischievously.
"What's your strength?"
"I am a secret master. I don't have any skills, but I can seek good luck and avoid disaster. Destiny is the most mysterious magic in the world. It is precisely because of this secret skill that I am feared by the two races. Some people
Call me a witch, no matter what, just go my own way and let others tell me, I am who I am."
…
In the Sea of Stars, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, who had led his army to retreat, was meditating when he was suddenly awakened. It was the power of the sword master that made the dragon blood tremble and uneasy. The sword energy that penetrated the sky and the earth seemed to be able to crush all souls.
"Hiss, hiss, this is the sword master's resurrection, the sword master is very evil, this is a sign of chaos in the world. Fortunately, I retreated in time, otherwise I really pushed the dragon clan into the sea of fire with my own hands, then I will be an eternal sinner.
." The old Dragon King took a breath of cold air and said with a scared look on his face.
Thinking of this, the Dragon King felt even more guilty towards the Little Dragon Girl.
However, the source of darkness is quietly gestating in the depths of the Star Sea, and several divine dragons have been polluted into the blood of demonic dragons.
This is a very troubled time!
Once you step into it, it's like being stuck in a quagmire and it's hard to get out.
There is nothing more desperate than this.
…
"sorry."
Li Tu returned to the Great Wall of Justice, carrying the girl's body on his back. He came to the direction where the Qingshan Sect was stationed. Regardless of the surprised looks of others, he whispered to Headmaster Huang Chen, his voice choked with sobs.
Huang Chen raised his hand and put it down gently. He didn't know where to start his words of comfort, and unreasonable sadness surged into his heart.
"My child, there is no need to blame yourself. You have tried your best. All of this is due to fate and God's will." Huang Chen sighed, "You are burdened with too many things. You always think that you have to consider everything in the world.
But you have to understand that the affairs of this world and all kinds of dragon-qi storms are not yours to decide."
"I know it all, Headmaster, give her a... good burial." Li Tu said this almost through gritted teeth.
"Wait a minute!" Suddenly a loud bell-like voice sounded.
Two Taoists with swaying sleeves came walking from a distance. They were powerful and had an awe-inspiring ancient feel. At first glance, they looked like they were people who had been in high positions for a long time.
"The sword energy on this woman's body is like a dragon. It turns out that she was the one who released the sword master. Which family is this woman's disciple? Her body needs to be used as a sacrifice. No one can touch it. Maybe we can dig out a sword from it.
The mystery of the Lord." The speaker was none other than the leader of the Heaven-defying Cult, the True Master of the Four Seas. During times of trouble, he himself was reused by the Confucian sect.
So now he feels light and airy, feeling that he is invincible. Moreover, all the great powers are shocked by the power of the sword master, and they are frantically searching for the truth of this matter.
After Li Tu heard this, he turned around stiffly and said with dead eyes, "No one can touch her. If anyone does, then die!"
"Oh, it's you, boy. You were the one who ruined the big thing of my Nitian Cult. I didn't expect you to be still alive after so many days." The leader of Nitian Cult recognized Li Tu, who was absconding with Xiao Longnu's advice.
, if it weren’t for this young man’s contribution, I’m afraid that as the reincarnation of the Soldier Ancestor, the Ancestral Dragon Crisis would have been completed.
There must be a price to pay for deflating the leader of the Heaven-defying Cult.
The leader released an arrogant and boundless aura, which was an extremely solemn killing power.
Li Tu was so shocked that he trembled all over, and big beads of sweat rolled down his face. He gritted his teeth and held on with difficulty.
Murong Lan was shocked and calculated a divination, "Hey, the divination is very auspicious. This guy is really evil. I can't see through him at all."
She curled her lips and said helplessly, according to normal circumstances, facing such a dangerous situation, it must be a serious disaster, it is really weird.
The other person was a Confucian scholar with white eyebrows. He seemed to be a little unwilling to take care of things, and he was somewhat flattering to the leader of the Nitian Cult.
"Two adults, I don't care whether my little girl is a legendary sword master or not. I only know one thing. The deceased is the most important. I hope to bury her in her hometown. Her life was very miserable, and she was dedicated to the cause of the human race.
Try your best, this is the duty of a hero!" Huang Chen argued with reason.
Although his sect's ranking is very low, he is just a nameless person on the Great Wall of Righteousness where all kinds of terrifying powers run rampant.
But now he has to fight for the honor of his dead disciple.
This is the bottom line of being a human being and the confidence of the leader of the sect.
I would rather die than fight!
"Do you know who I am? You are a clown, who do you think you are? Do you think your Immortal Sect is so powerful? If I want to destroy you, I don't even need the strength of a finger. Do you understand?"
Being looked at with such contempt, all the Qingshan Sect disciples looked angry.
Their dear and beloved senior sister, who had just died, was so angry that she still had to be ridiculed in such contempt, which was unbearable!
Everyone in the Qingshan Sect knows what a tenacious woman their senior sister is. She has her own path of spiritual practice. She died for the human race and there is no such thing as an ignoble existence. How could she be humiliated like this after her death? Woolen cloth?
Where is the law of heaven? Where is the justice?
Can't bear it!
The world teaches us that we must endure most things, but if we can’t endure it, we must rise up and fight!
The awakened ones fight and die!
When those so-called fame and fortune have gone away from you, the Daming Palace will ask you to write poems again. This is a great honor.
Huang Chen whispered, "You have no reason, I will not back down."
The leader of the Nitian cult was about to have a fit when suddenly a stunning fairy girl above the clouds said angrily, "Go away, the leader of the Nitian cult. I am the protector of this sect. If you want to move someone first, ask me."
This is a strong man close to the level of a god.
Murong Lan's tense heart suddenly softened, "So this is their trump card, or am I worrying too much."
"It turns out to be Immortal Penglai." A hint of fear appeared on the face of the leader of the Heaven-defying Cult, "But, Immortal Aunt, you can protect them for a while, but I'm afraid you won't be able to protect them for the rest of your life."
Immortal Penglai said extremely mysteriously, "What do you think? Why do you think I am here to protect this sect? It's not as simple as you think. Against the sky, you must know that there are people outside the sky. If you can see it, You will understand the true background of this sect."
"Oh? Are you pretending to be a ghost?" the leader of the Nitian Cult said with an evil smile.
As he spoke, he deliberately observed the yellow dust, and suddenly he felt a dark aura like a great destruction coming, filling his eyes and plunging everything into destruction.
I haven't felt this palpitating feeling in many years.
The leader of Nitian saw the shadow of Father God Pangu from behind the old Huang Chen.
"What is this guy protecting?" Ni Tian asked in surprise.
He also saw the shadow of the Demon King and the remaining power of the sword master in Li Tu.
"Crazy, really crazy, this world is in chaos." The leader of the Heaven-defying Cult retreated in a hurry.
Seeing the leader of the Nitian Cult retreating, Huang Chen looked at Lin Xingshan regretfully, "Actually, there is no chance of resurrection. My child, I think you are too sad. I didn't want to tell you this. It will be a big blow to you." It’s not a big deal, but the most important thing is that there is absolutely nothing we can do about it.”
"If you want to resurrect her, you have to pull out the teeth from the tiger's mouth. The ancient demon master can be resurrected. Relying on the world-defying artifact, the sky coffin, if you can get that ancient coffin, you may not be able to resurrect the sword master."
"However, the dangers involved are extremely dangerous, so I don't need to say more." Huang Chen said in an old voice.
As soon as he heard about the possibility of resurrecting Lin Xianxian, Li Tu suddenly beamed with joy, and the long-lost smile dissolved his frozen sadness.
He seemed to have found hope of living again.
"I must resurrect Lin Xingxuan, no matter how desperate the road ahead is, even if it means making me the enemy of the whole world, I will not be afraid." Li Tu secretly swore in his heart.
What kind of uproar will this young man cause in the world?
This is naturally an unknown quantity!
…
dark night.
The blood moon is in the sky, and the stars are thousands of miles away.
On the Great Wall of Righteousness, Li Tu turned around and looked behind him. Next to him was a woman with a flying skirt.
This woman has a leisurely expression, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, but she is as beautiful as jade. The strong wind has ruffled her soft black hair. She has charming eyes and says with a smile, "This is history, this is the great cause of the human race, how much
People come one after another and die on the Great Wall. The innocent souls who turned into beacon towers will also swear to stay here. How many people's fates have ended, how many beauties have withered bones, and the heroes have come to an end. This is an epic. If it can be recorded, it will
How shocking it would be!”
Li Tu was carrying a death knife on his back, his black hair was ruffled by the wind, his face was resolute, and experience had long worn away the childish look on the young man's face.
Looking down from the Great Wall, you can see many fairy buildings, peaks and rocks, majestic and gorgeous. This is the prosperous age of the human race.
"The lights of thousands of houses are really spectacular." Li Tu said with emotion.
There are not many people in the world who are as ordinary as the two of them.
It's all just to stay alive, try your best.
In addition, there are many black-clad swordsmen on the Great Wall, all of whom have agile movements and powerful auras.
Seeing that Li Tu was a little confused, Murong Lan explained, "Do you know the Ranger Hunter? In the ancient world, in the dark mountains where monsters rebelled, you can often see such people. They either bear the hatred of the country and the family, or
I want to destroy it all, or maybe I am tempted by the spiritual stone and precious medicine. Of course, this is within the human race, and this war between the two races also gave birth to a new profession."
"They are called credited swordsmen. They walk in darkness and serve the light. They cross the boundaries of the Great Wall of Justice, kill demon clans internally, cause trouble and cause fires, disturbing them and causing them no peace. This gives the demon clan a headache."
"So, we are similar to them now. We are all doing it for the human race, and for ourselves and our destiny." Murong said calmly.
…
Walking in the dense forest, Li Tu and Murong Lan went to the holy mountain to find the legendary ancient beast's coffin.
It is said that that pavilion contains the secret of reincarnation and death, and can revive life again.
This is why the ancient demon lord lives.
This is related to the opportunity for the sword master's resurrection.
However, it is very difficult to get the Heavenly Coffin. Even the so-called Human Kings and Ancestors dare not guarantee it. The Heavenly Coffin is a taboo object of the ancient demon lord. If you want to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, what will happen?
How difficult it is!
No matter who possessed the girl's soul in the end, Li Tu just wanted to take another look at the girl's smile.
The young man has the arrogant ambition to conquer the world.
Maybe someone mocked him loudly, but so what? My heart is as stone!
Far outside the Great Wall of Justice, there is the big golden tent of the Wuman clan. They and the demon clan are half the world. They have strong blood and courage. Any warrior of the Wuman clan has the courage that ten thousand people cannot match. They can defeat one enemy.
10. Even the ancient demon clan, which respects blood, dare not look down upon these tyrannical and domineering witch barbarians with unparalleled energy and blood.
In the big golden tent, the Great Barbarian King, who was respected by all ten kings, was sitting on the throne. The green smoke slightly enveloped the Great Barbarian King's expression, making it difficult to see clearly.
"I feel the breath of the sword master. Each of the ten masters of the ancient human race has the power to overwhelm mountains and seas. It's really terrifying. Fortunately, the demon clan is warlike, and I, Wu Man, are still in the process of mobilizing our troops.
, otherwise, I would have been the one to lose in the first place, which is really pitiful and pitiful.”
"Yes, big leader, it's a good thing that we didn't raise weapons first. Why did some people question the courage of the big leader? They asked why they had to stand still. The big leader accepted the instructions of Father God Pangu and the Holy Maiden of Witch Ancestor,"
Ten shaman kings from various tribes sat on both sides.
Here the swords and axes are shining, and the murderous intention is fierce.
The barbarians respect the strong, and this is a battle of supreme strength.
The Barbarian King is wearing a strict iron armor and sitting upright in the beam of light. The outline of his back is majestic and majestic, which is intimidating.
"Is there any news about the Holy Lady now?"
"She asked us to stand still and wait and see what happens. There is another thing. The saintess said something vague. She seemed to have found the aura of the witch ancestor in those few words. It fascinated her. She is struggling to find the host. Once she finds it,
, resurrecting the twelve ancient witch ancestors, that person is the Holy Son of our clan, an earth-shattering existence." A scout whispered.
"This is good news." Shrouded in smoke, the Barbarian King's voice seemed a little tired, as if he felt a sense of loss after experiencing the ups and downs of the world.
"Keep talking." The Nine-Five Master sighed.
The scout said cautiously and timidly, and placed a vermilion wooden box with both hands. On top of the box was a bloody head. The head was so charred that it was difficult to see its original appearance.
"This must be the Yue Man King." Da Man lamented, clasping his hands together.
The majestic and domineering king silently examined the contents of the box, as if looking at an old friend.
"Ahem, now that the rebellion of the Yue Barbarians has been wiped out, it is said that their large tent is escorting 200,000 people. Leave these barbarians to me. It happens that the southern barbarians need to build some defenses, and there are not enough slaves in the ancient mines.
, I think this king is qualified to ask for these people. After all, since joining the war, only my Fire Barbarian clan has suffered the most serious losses in weapons and weapons. I hope you will agree."
"Huo Man, your appetite is a bit too big." A wizard wearing an animal horn snorted disdainfully, "You ate 200,000 slaves in one go, and you didn't let go of the other barbarian tribes.
In your eyes, right? Are we all just freeloaders?"
This is also a barbarian king with overwhelming arrogance. He is known as the inherited power of the ancestral witch of water. The world respects him as the Barbarian King of the Sea.
"Haiman, do you want to stop me?"
"I'm afraid it's not just me, but other tribes have long disliked you. Why are you looking at me like this? You want to provoke each tribe, do you want to violate the regulations established by the saint? All tribes of our barbarian tribe should work together.
, abandon all distracting thoughts, just to dominate the ancient world, this is the only chance, Huoman, wake up, there is a big leader here, what do you want to do? You still want to monopolize it, hurry up and put away those ugly little thoughts of yours
, this will only make people sick, understand?”
The Fire Barbarian King was so angry that his face turned blue and white, and he said angrily, "Well, my army only has one hundred thousand slaves as supplies. This is the biggest concession for me. Looking at all the ministries, who can have me?"
Are you strong? In this troubled world, the strong will be strong and the weak will be destroyed. If you don’t fight for it, it will never be your turn. Do you understand?"
"Stop talking."
The great monarch roared angrily, and slapped his wrist hard on the lonely and desperate throne.
For a time, all the barbarian kings from all tribes fell silent.
The Maharaja's character was moody and it was difficult for people to guess his thoughts.
Now he is angry. When the king is angry, it is destined to be a bloody night.
Ever since the Great King swore allegiance to the Witch Saint and launched the war, the Great Barbarian King has led all the kings under his command to attack the demon clan in the north and the Great Wall in the south to hunt the hunter clan. The power of the witch barbarians has overwhelmed the world at home and abroad, reaching the sky and the earth.
The Maharaja has always been unparalleled in his perseverance and has never shown such cowardice and mood swings in front of others.
The great king was so angry that even the unparalleled Huo Man bowed his head and turned pale, daring not to speak.
The Fire Barbarian King lowered his head and whispered that he would no longer be as majestic as a king.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong, I was too greedy." He admitted his mistake frankly.
Originally, the Yueman King's subordinates were opposed to the alliance. Everyone thought that due to the kindness at that time, the king would let the Yueman King leave it alone. However, no one expected that the next day after receiving the news, the king would dispatch the most elite Blue Eyed Bear Guard under his command.
, rushed thousands of miles to attack, and completely killed most of the Yue barbarians who had caused rebellion with the power of destroying the heaven and the earth.
The Maharaja's tone suddenly became softer, as if he was deep in memory and contemplation.
"Thirty years ago, when I was still a teenager, my mother died tragically. My brothers were very taboo about me, thinking that I was an ominous sign. My father was a powerful and outrageous Wuman leader of the generation, and he would never
He cared about the cowardly son around him, so I was sent to the subordinates of the Yue Man King to raise horses in the desolate North Sea. I was a young man, alone, on the dark grassland, looking up at the sea of stars, but I had nothing." Your Majesty.
He said sadly, but he still sat upright like a king, no one could look down on him.
"That was the darkest moment in my life. What's the use of being stuck in a corner? Even if I have high morale, that desolate place can make people feel deep despair and they will never be reincarnated."
"I can't help it."
"I thought I was going to perish forever."
"Who knew that the King of Yue was so kind that he brought me to him and asked me to call him father, and he raised me up."
"Otherwise, I would have starved to death in Beihai."
"After that, I will conquer the world and protect the saint, but it is boring. My real happiest time was at the knee of the King of Yue. He was like a loving father, giving me the light to live."
"At that time, my brothers killed each other and died. My father was old and very old. He suddenly remembered that he had a forgotten son far away in a prison in Beihai."
"When my father sent an army to pick me up, the King of Yue told me in a low voice that this place will always be my home."
"That's the place where I was born and raised."
The Great King's words were calm and without any ripples, but it was this tone that made people feel horrified.
"Even if I can conquer the world, I can make you lower your heads, but I can't protect my people. Why did the King of Yue rebel? His land of horse herding in the North Sea is desolate and bitter, and his people can't even eat.
What else can you do when you are full? Everyone, let me ask, how can any of you endure such a situation?"
"This is the responsibility of a large army. The rebellion has been put down. There is no difference between the people under the King of Yue and our people. Do you understand?"
"There is no room for further discussion on this matter. Please leave immediately."
The Maharaja would only bow his proud head to the Saint.
The rest of the people would rather die in battle, so why not?!
The king quietly stroked the vermilion box and sighed in a low voice: "Back then, when I had nothing, you accepted me. Did you think that one day in the future, we would turn against each other?"
"It's really difficult for me to hold the position of king." The king sighed.
Like an aloof and arrogant wolf!
…
Hiss hiss.
Several dark ancient giant snakes are entangled on the giant tree, like a demon's dream, spitting out snake letters, their eyes are dark yellow and cold, and their heads have solemn horns, giving them the appearance of transforming into dragons.
Ran Er, these monsters, when looking at the bloody Li Tu, retreated without hesitation.
Monsters of this level already have some intelligence,
"This is the boundary of the mountain range. We are about to arrive at the holy mountain. As long as we enter the holy mountain, everything can go further. Lin Xingshan, as long as you have a chance to be resurrected, I will not let you
Dead."
"You died for me."
"I, Li Tu, stand between heaven and earth. How can I not repay my favor?"
The young warrior Li Tu panted and brandished his death knife, killing all the invading enemies.
Next to him was the girl in Taoist robes with ancient makeup.
The girl looked at Li Tu who was struggling desperately and sighed slightly.
"Li Tu, you are too persistent. If I can be your friend, I will be really lucky. But if I am your enemy, I am afraid I will die without knowing how." Murong Lan was half relieved and half happy.
sighed.
After practicing with Li Tu for so many days, she found that this young man really had a power that could not be ignored.
That is the power of maintaining a firm heart in the face of difficulties, living bravely, and then doing what you want to do.
"Perhaps this is his true strength that can bring chaos to the world."
Suddenly, just as the two of them continued to climb the Holy Mountain of the Monster Clan, several black shadows flashed past, carrying the unstoppable momentum of the silver dragon, and their murderous intent was shattered.
"Damn, there was a sneak attack. I smelled something unusual." Li Tu was shocked.
Although Murong Lan was not very strong, she had many ways to save her life, and each one was more bizarre than the last. Her body gradually became illusive, and the cold light of the thunder-like black shadow did not hurt her.
Li Tu held his death knife and cut several black shadows in half.
However, the black shadow was very slippery and escaped very quickly. Li Tu missed it and split several black robes in half.
Suddenly, there was a piercing and slightly boiling murmur in the world, as if the skull was about to explode.
This tiny sound is extremely weird, like an evil verse that has been chanted from ancient times to the present. The power contained in that verse crushes everything, causing pain and torture.
Several monsters not far away were contaminated, with countless eyeballs and tentacles growing densely on their bodies, which was very scary and disgusting.
That kind of sticky and weird power is intimidating.
Li Tu clenched his heart, which was beating wildly, as if it was about to burst. For a moment, he was sweating profusely, as if he had been soaked in hot water.
"Ahhhh, ahhh!"
It was so painful. Li Tu clenched his heart tightly and his whole body was shaking.
"What's wrong with you? Damn it, this method of chanting incantations and this weird attack method is probably the method of Yin Ling's Secret Puppet Master." Murong Lan suddenly had an idea and remembered a terrifying rumor about this force.
.
"But how could we provoke such ancient evil forces? This makes no sense at all." Murong Lan was at a loss, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
Li Tu tried his best to wave the death knife, "Get out of here."
His eyes suddenly swayed with overlapping illusory black shadows, and nothing could be seen clearly, as if everything was in a dream.
"Haha, we must have caught the descendants of the ancestor of witchcraft. I, the messenger of Yin Ling, walk between heaven and earth just to kill people like you." The black shadow smiled evilly, like a clown in a big show, with a very charming smile.
Nausea, giving people the feeling of greasy vomiting.
"The Yin Ling was once destroyed by the witch ancestors, leaving only a pitiful inheritance. The meaning of these guys' existence is to find the aura of the witch ancestors, so that the witch ancestors who tried to resurrect were ruined again and again. I don't know how many here.
Over the years, the two major forces fought overtly and covertly, with rivers of blood flowing. These strong men in Yinling even became insane. The only motivation to support their survival is revenge, which is to kill everything!"
"No, I have to find a way to save Li Tu. If this continues, he will definitely die. Do we really have to use that trick?" Murong Lan hesitated.
The man in black suddenly turned his head mechanically, and the incredible angle made people feel chilled.
The pupils under the black hood were flowing like blood, seeming to threaten everything.
"Tianji Saint of the Dao Sect, please don't meddle in my own business. I, the Yin Ling, are not afraid of you, the Dao Sect. Otherwise, everything that hinders our revenge will be torn into pieces."
The bloody eyes carried a destructive killing arrogance, and the irreversible power made all living beings forget life and death.
Under the gaze of such eyes, Murong Lan's heart trembled, and she bit her lip gently.
"So what if I offend you? I'm not afraid of you Yin Ling. Now the hexagram shows good luck and good fortune, which means my choice is right."
Murong Lan's wavering eyes became unshakable!
Finally, under the unusually bloody moonlight, the two of them saw the face of the man in black clearly.
Half of his animal face has large and small green pupils, which look very strange in the moonlight. Half of his face has scales that are turned out and mixed with venom from the black animal hair. The other half of his face is extremely handsome, and there is nothing like it in the world.
Such a handsome man.
However, the face that was half handsome and half weird made the two of them feel sick.
The arm of the man in black is wrapped with a steel hoop, and the other hand is wrapped with a red thread. The outer ends of the red thread are connected to many secret puppets of the man in black.
The strength of this marionette doesn't seem to be much different from its true form.
Yin Ling is an ancient evil force.
In the prehistoric human race, just like the Aitian Sect, they were existences that everyone wanted to beat.
Today is in troubled times, which is when a large sect like them is most comfortable. A group of human race powerful men have no time to care about others, and they can stir up eternal disputes all over the world.
Li Tu vomited blood repeatedly and looked at the silent Murong Lan with pleading eyes.
That kind of look is very pitiful, like a lonely little beast abandoned in the wilderness, which makes people feel soft in their hearts.
Murong Lan seemed to be a little emotional and whispered, "But I also want to save you. You are my lifelong bond. Now that I have made a choice, I, Murong Lan, will never regret it!"
As she spoke, her slender jade hands seemed to be stained with the power of the stars, giving them the beauty of illusory reflections.
"Starry Sky Universe Dao Kung, move and teleport away!" Murong Lan opened a star barrier out of thin air.
A blue mysterious crack suddenly appeared in the space, and the crack seemed to be carrying the power of starlight. This is a Taoist secret method, used for great escapes. It consumes a lot of money, and even some heaven-defying methods require luck and luck.
Life span is the ultimate price.
After using this rule, Murong Lan's pretty face suddenly became pale and lifeless, without a trace of blood.
"Come with me quickly." Murong Lan reached out and grabbed Li Tu, about to escape and ascend to heaven.
"Haha, Taoist saint, since you are nosy, then you should be buried here. You will be useless if I give you a chance. I didn't want to kill you. There is no enmity between the Taoist sect and my Yinling. If you want to blame
Blame yourself." The marionette in black remembered the cold and desperate voice.
This made Murong Lan and Li Tu feel like they were in hell.
This is a real life-or-death moment!
The danger is right around the corner.
The murderous intention is revealed!
Who can save them?
Murong Lan's heart was filled with despair, and she did not expect that one day she would also make a miscalculation.
The Yinxie Secret Puppet smiled viciously and said, "Haha, I've known for a long time that you can predict the divination and act accordingly, so I arranged the Yinxie secret method of confusing the heavens, just to make you make mistakes in your calculations and make you confused and confused. How about it?
?You were deceived by me? From the beginning, I never wanted you, a saint, to walk out alive."
"The hexagram of success, the hexagram of failure, you are too dependent on this kind of thing, how downcast you are, as a Taoist saint, you should have enjoyed a life of rich clothes and fine food, but you came here alone
Wandering in the monster mountain, your body and soul are gone, and you have been abandoned by the whole world. Is this your fault? No, this is the fault of the whole world. I would rather let the world down than let the world down me!"
"I'm really unwilling." Murong Lan closed her eyes in despair.
Li Tu had already passed out due to severe pain.
This venerable, Yin Ling envoy's methods are mysterious and unpredictable, and his tyrannical strength even exceeds that of the Heaven-defying Cult Master, so no one can defeat him.
"Another revenge has been completed. This is a never-ending sinking. I am really happy." The marionette stared at Li Tu, "Descendant of the witch ancestor, die."
At the moment when the desperate murderous intent was about to envelope Li Tu, an extremely soft force came and turned into a starlight shield, protecting the man and woman who were wandering in the demonic mountain with dreams, allowing them to avoid the terrifying murderous intent.
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"Who is it? Who is it? I, the envoy of Yin Ling, are here, who dares to be so presumptuous?"
Sensing the intervention of an inexplicable powerful aura, the Yin Ling envoy immediately became cautious. In this dark and demonic mountain of crouching tigers and hidden dragons, every step he took was almost like walking on thin ice. It was very difficult, for fear of making a wrong step.
There is no way to be careless, otherwise you will really die!
Being stared at by that inexplicable aura, the Yinling envoy carefully controlled the marionette beside him, not daring to move at all, and focused on all the movements around him.
"Humph, that's ridiculous." A woman's delicate laughter came, "Messengers of Yin Ling, aren't we mortal enemies? How could you forget the voice of this saint?"
"How dare you do this? How dare you come here?" The Yin Ling messenger's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.
"Haha, I was originally a little afraid of being noticed by the ancient demon lord, and afraid that the whole body would be affected by it, but there is no way. The temptation of the descendant of the witch ancestor is too great. In order to be justified, this young man must become the holy son of the witch barbarian tribe. In this way
, when the Twelve Ancestral Witches are revived in the future, you, Yin Ling, have done so many evil things over the years, I am afraid that you will not even be able to preserve the inheritance of your lineage, and will completely disappear into history, how pitiful!" The woman's voice gloated at the misfortune.
"Why don't you get out of here? This holy lady is here. Do you want to die?" the woman yelled, as if Her Royal Highness had all the power.
The Yin Ling envoy's expression changed from gloomy to bright. Finally, he gritted his teeth with great reluctance, controlled the marionette, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
"Huh, it's a good thing that this kid is suspicious by nature and as timid as a mouse. He almost got noticed. I'm just pretending. My current strength is suppressed by the manic demonic energy and I can't even use one percent of it." A beautiful and fragrant person.
The woman suddenly walked out of the darkness,
She wore ancient and noble makeup, like a fairy lady painted by masters of meticulous painting. It seemed that such beauty did not exist in the world.
Everything will feel ashamed in front of her beauty.
This is a stunning beauty.
She has beautiful long pale golden hair, a pair of rose-red eyes that seem to contain two rivers of blood, she is extremely youthful, her waist is slender, and she is stunningly beautiful.
"It's not a good time to stay here for a long time. We must take them out of here quickly." The Holy Girl of the Witch Clan thought in her heart. She was very excited now.
Because the birth of the Holy Son means that the ancient Wuman barbarians are not far away from their resurrection.
And at that moment, there will be real chaos in the world.
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In the endless sinking darkness, Li Tu seemed to have had countless cold and illusory dreams. In that deep dream, he always saw the miserable face, that was Lin Xingxuan.
Wearing plain clothes and ancient makeup, she stood on the edge of darkness, as if she was deep at the end of the world.
"Hey, don't die. Live. You are my hope. Master, live well. One day in the future, we will definitely meet again. Don't be sad. Keep thinking about me, there will be echoes."
Lin Xingxian said with sad eyes, like a pitiful little beast.