The rain of the yellow springs fell, and the biting wind shuttled through the tombstone forest.

Moon Sword Scar carried several sword marks on his back, and all of his golden martial arts clothes turned into blood robes.

Kill, kill, kill, the sound of killing rose and fell all around, and it was endless.

Moon Sword Scar raised his head, looked at the two figures in the sky, and shouted, "Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!" the surrounding guardians raised their swords one after another, crisscrossing the tombstone forest.

The blood stained the rain of the Yellow Springs red, the brilliant sword light replaced the moonlight, and its martial will burst out one after another.

At a glance, the figures of the black-clothed people around were densely packed, and there were more than 500,000 of them.

Many ancestors of the Moon Clan held swords in the sky, and where the martial arts realm was shrouded, the power of heaven and earth roared.

Many Demon Hall warriors also fled, and their bodies collapsed directly.

Tragic scenes are constantly unfolding, and here, there is only killing.

The ancestors of the Moon Clan slaughtered four points, the heavens and the earth changed color, the clouds moved in all directions, and the rules of heaven and earth roared like a tide.

Although the Jade Emperor Hall was weak in numbers, under the leadership of the ancestors of the Moon Clan, its combat effectiveness was no less than that of the Demon Hall warriors.

"Giggles!" A crisp and gentle laugh suddenly rang out as the sound of killing pierced through the sky.

In the blood rain, a blood-colored palace skirt floated in.

The white and flawless jade feet stepped on the pool of blood, splashing blood flowers one after another.

Jade bone ice muscles, bare feet, warm dye floated in, eyes with endless style, looked around, and finally landed on the head of the Moon Sword Scar, covering his mouth and smiling: "Giggles, a guardian is a guardian!"

"No matter how many generations of guardians are so majestic, they are scared to death of the slave family!" The straight and slender jade legs swayed slightly, and Wen Ran walked with lotus steps.

In an instant, the sword and the sluggish picture appeared all around, and the moans of the women resounded through the heavens and the earth, replacing the previous killing sounds.

"Damn, it's the Lord of the Warm Dye Palace!" the moan resounded in the depths of everyone's minds like a magic spell, looking at the blood-colored figure walking by. The men in black present all gasped.

This girl is evil, and she doesn't distinguish between me and the enemy when she moves.

Especially some warriors who are not strong-willed, at this moment, with a look of intoxication, they are immersed in the gentle countryside that has been transformed around.

"Lord of the Warm Dye Palace. Leave it to me here. If the hall master has nothing to do to watch, cheer us on. ”

"Yes, Lord of the Hall of Warmth, tens of thousands of guardians need you to take action personally. ”

A man in black exclaimed in surprise, afraid that Wen Ran would make a move.

Hear the words. Wen Ran Liu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a look of resentment jumped into his brows, "What, you dislike the slave family?"

Every move is charming, and the willow eyebrows are slightly frowning, adding a different charm.

"The subordinates don't dare!" several men in black shook their heads repeatedly. There was a look of fear in his eyes, and he didn't dare to look directly at the stunner in front of him.

"Giggles, the slave family can make a move!" Wen Ran covered his mouth and smiled, especially when he saw the helplessness in the eyes of these people, the smile was the flower branches trembling, and the twin peaks on his chest rose and fell slightly.

A thin needle quietly appeared in Wen Ran's hand, and the white and slender jade fingers clamped the fine needle, and the beautiful eyes looked at the moon sword scar and the others.

A chill surged in his heart, and the pupils of Moon Sword Scar shrank suddenly. He felt a huge oppression on this charming woman who was almost suffocating, this woman was the deputy hall master of the Demon Palace, and this woman had never appeared in the last battle of the Wasteland.

The Demon Temple. How many strong people are there in it. Several Moon Clan ancestors were all in their hearts, and today's situation became more and more unfavorable to the Jade Emperor Palace.

The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, and Wen Dye saw the expressions of the Moon Sword Scar and others. Laughing, and that's the moment. The thin needle in his hand turned into a streamer of light and shot out.

The Moon Sword Scar held the sword on his chest, and a crystal clear needle happened to hit the sword.

Bang bang! Although the rules contained in this thin needle were resolved, Moon Sword Scar still retreated a few steps backwards, and his heart was shocked, this woman was so strong, she easily forced herself back.

"Giggles, it's rare for the slave family to have leisure today, so I'll play with all the guardians. As the blood-colored dress swayed, the smile on Wen Ran's face disappeared at this moment, replaced by an endless chill.

The piercing killing intent flashed in the beautiful eyes, Wen Ran no longer had any nonsense, the slender jade finger fell in the void, the ripples undulated, and the rules of the rain came out, forming a dancing butterfly.

The butterfly shook its wings, setting off a terrifying storm, and all the blood and rain around it were involved, and the Chaoyue Sword Scar and the others fell together.

Although the raindrops are light and heavy, in the eyes of the Moon Sword Scar, every drop of rain is as heavy as a mountain.

Bang bang! Several Moon Clan ancestors have started to show their magical powers!

The rules hovered in the sky like a flood, the boundary momentum was condensed, and several martial arts world powerhouses shot together, and the momentum was huge.

A huge oppression appeared to the surrounding heaven and earth, tearing apart the condensed boundary.

"Martial Arts World!" Although she knew that Wen Ran was the realm of the Martial Arts World, she didn't expect her Martial Arts World to be so terrifying, causing the realm of several Moon Clan ancestors to collapse in one fell swoop.

Bang bang! The rain fell on Moon Sword Scar and the others, and a moaning sound like a magic spell sounded in their minds: "Official, are you coming?"

The double impact of body and soul, everyone's faces were shocked, and they retreated one after another.

And the hundreds of black-clothed people who did not flee directly dissipated in this smoke and rain.

The rain of the Yellow Spring is still falling, and wherever Wen Ran passes, whether it is the Demon Temple Warrior or the Jade Emperor Guardian, it falls in pieces.

Even if Moon Sword Scar joined forces with several Moon Clan ancestors, they could only barely suppress Wen Ran's offensive, this girl was too strong!

In the distant void, a blood moon hangs high.

The two figures stood under the blood moon, and the inverted yin wind blew a sense of slaughter.

Mo Che looked calm, calmly looking at the man in front of him who had once stood at the peak of the Martial God, the second-generation Moon God.

A young man stood in front of Mo Che, dressed in black, and the strange moonlight fell on that deep gaze.

A black suit can't hide the outstanding heroic appearance of the young man, who is born with the momentum of a king in the world, who can imagine that this young man is the second-generation moon god who has dominated the wind and made countless Tiangang powerhouses change color.

Sensing the chaos below, Mo Che's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a hint of meaningful charm in his gaze when he looked at the second generation, "It seems that the water in the Tiangang Continent is also very muddy. ”

"Perhaps!" Standing with his hands in his hands, the second generation's gaze always rested on the blood moon above, never taking his eyes away.

"Is it worth it to lose the world and not to live up to it?" Mo Che said helplessly.

"In the eyes of this seat, there is no value or not, only and there is no need!" said the second generation lightly.

"Once a leader, now a rebel. Mo Che felt a little sorry and said: "In my opinion, there are four sufferings in life, but you occupy several sufferings in life. ”

"Four bitterness?" The corners of the second generation's mouth raised slightly, and he said casually: "Which four bitterness?"

"One is that I can't see through, I can't see through the bustle in the hustle and bustle, and the tranquility after the prosperity. ”

"The second is reluctant, reluctant to be reluctant to have wonderful and glorious years. ”

"The third is that I can't afford to lose, and I can't afford to lose an emotional loss. ”

"Fourth, I can't let go, I can't let go of the people and things that have gone far, and I can't let go of the right and wrong that have long been dusty. Mo Che sighed again and said, "You can't bear that period of time, you can't afford to lose that emotion, and you can't let go of that memory." ”

"So, this seat occupies the three hardships of life?" The second generation's gaze rarely moved away from the blood moon, and looked at Mo Che, one of the most outstanding powerhouses of this era, and said lightly: "This seat has been reincarnated for several lifetimes, even the most terrifying power of reincarnation can't erase the memory of this seat, how can this seat let go because of your words." No matter how ornate your language is, it can't change your decision. ”

"Is there really nothing in the Martial God Continent that you will continue to be nostalgic for? After all, this was once a place that you had spent endless years guarding, and it was also a place where she lived?"

After saying so many words, Mo Che couldn't help but want the second generation to change his mind, although this hope was very small.

Silent, the second generation looked at the blood moon again, and a terrifying coercion appeared in the surrounding void.

"I am willing to subvert the creatures of the world in exchange for her life!"

"I am willing to bear the infamy of the world, just to hear her voice again!"

"I don't want her to sink alone in reincarnation, do you think I may be shaken by your words?"