ps: [During the Spring Festival, I kept two shifts every day, but my grades are getting worse and worse, and I haven't been recommended well for several months, alas, I hope you will support]

Ferry comes, reincarnation is a river.

The surging torrent of rules followed, mighty and mighty.

A lonely boat continued to enlarge in Mo Che's pupils, and a vicissitudes of life greeted him.

This lonely boat seems to be galloping from the endless reincarnation, and the majesty on it is becoming more and more terrifying.

The long hair danced wildly, and Mo Che tried to use his original body, but his body was bound by the moonlight and couldn't move.

Before the lonely boat arrived, the terrifying energy it brought crashed into Mo Che.

Bang! A dull sound suddenly sounded, and Mo Che retreated a few steps back, his face bloodless and blood splattered a few steps.

The majestic lonely boat swept past Mo Che, seven stone statues, and went straight to the blood moon.

The strange blood moon hung in the sky, and a pitch-black crack slowly spilled out like ink on rice paper.

"Hall Master!" Qianchuan Cliff and Yuchen exclaimed in surprise, once this blood moon was shattered, then there would be a second crack in the seal.

Mo Che's eyes showed a look of helplessness, how could he not understand this.

The moonlight is like water, and the regular tide is like a flood, and it is located in it, and Mo Che is powerless to make a move.

Spatial ripples rose and fell where the lonely boat passed, and finally, the void shattered, and the lonely boat came in an instant, and the moment he saw that this lonely boat was about to hit the blood moon, a white suit floated in.

The darkness of Rumo followed the white clothes, engulfing this heaven and earth, the blood moon, the white moonlight, and even this lonely boat.

I saw that in the endless darkness, a bright sword light broke through the sky.

The dawn of dawn came from the endless night, and this sword light fell in the eyes of Mo Che, Qianchuan Cliff and the others.

"He's here!" Mo Che breathed a sigh of relief, there was only one person in the world who could produce such a sword style, the five generations of moon gods.

A strange sound sounded between heaven and earth, and the darkness dispersed.

Countless eyes converged under the blood moon. I saw that the lonely boat ferrying in the sea of reincarnation was full of cracks.

The breeze blew, the lonely boat dissipated into a virtual shadow, and the following wave of rules was even more dead.

A white-clothed sword stood in the moonlight, and the center of his eyebrows was filled with a faint moonlight.

"Five generations of moon gods!" exclamations sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Thin military clothes hunted in the breeze. Ye Chen held his sword. With a calm expression, looking at the second generation across a sea of rules.

He is the second-generation moon god! Ye Chen clenched the Qilin Sword, far away. He could sense a terrifying oppression.

"It's very strong, it's like the feeling of facing a towering mountain!" A general trend rose up on Ye Chen's body, Ye Chen held his sword and walked into the distance.

The tide of dead rules completely collapsed under his feet, and the roar echoed through the dead silence.

"Five generations of moon gods!" the fluttering pear blossoms stood still in vain. The second generation stood with his hands in his hands, and his expression was also very flat, and he was not surprised by Ye Chen's appearance.

"Meet for the first time, senior!" Ye Chen made a rare sword salute to the second generation, he has today's achievements, and the sword intent and will of the second generation of the Moon God are indispensable.

"You're younger than I imagined. The second generation said lightly.

"I'm no longer young, I'm now a fifth-generation moon god!" Ye Chen said calmly.

As a young man he could have been without any responsibility, and now. He already has the responsibility of the moon god on his shoulders.

"So, from the beginning, you and I have different positions, we have to stand on the opposite side!" With the sophistication of the second generation, he instantly understood the meaning of Ye Chen's words.

"You can't stop me today, and it's just a waste of casualties when you come today. ”

Hear the words. The Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand slowly raised, pointed at the second generation, and said lightly: "I know, but there is a reason why I have to come!"

"Luna? You're a lot like the four generations. I like to take the responsibility that doesn't matter. The second generation shook his head and looked at the thin figure in front of him. It was as if he had seen the past four generations.

The pear blossom fell into the hands of the second generation and transformed into a simple sword.

"It doesn't matter about responsibility?" Ye Chen shook his head and said lightly: "It has nothing to do with responsibility, it just happens to be the same path I walked." ”

"So, you're a very interesting person, I've envisioned a meeting between you and me, and I'm even bored thinking, will you condemn me, a traitor to the moon gods?"

The second generation said easily, gently flicking the sword weapon in his hand, and there was no trace of momentum on his body.

The two chatted as if no one was around, and this scene caused an uproar among everyone present.

"I'm not that boring, everyone has their own insistence, there is no right or wrong in the first place!"

"No one has a true ruler of right and wrong, everyone has their own reasons for insisting!" Ye Chen said lightly, his snow falling in the sky above, and a chill spread in vain in the void.

"So you are the five generations of moon gods, in a sense, you and I are the same kind of people. The sword finger clamped a pear petal, and the second generation said lightly.

"Is it the same kind of person?" Ye Chen muttered, then shook his head and said, "I once conjured your life with your artistic conception, and in my dreams, I am you!"

"Oh, there are some things that can only be experienced through the heart. Maybe you and I have a lot of similarities, but they are always not the same kind of people, you carry the loneliness of the century, and I carry the loneliness of the years. ”

Pear blossoms dance tears, snow flakes. Ye Chen raised his left hand, grabbed a piece of snow with his sword fingers, and said indifferently: "Loneliness and loneliness are different, loneliness is that there is no one next to you, but there are many people beside me, fat man, Mu Chen, Qianchuan Xue, Xiaohuo, etc. And I am lonely because I am the only one on the path of martial arts. A person's loneliness is addictive. A person who has been lonely for too long will forget himself, but fortunately, they always remind me who I am, even if I forget myself, there are people to guide me back!"

"So in essence, you and I are not the same kind of people!" Ye Chen said lightly, and the snow floc in his hand turned into a streamer at this moment and shot out.

The thin snow floc set off a monstrous wave of rules, and the ice rules turned into a storm and followed.

The snow is flying and biting.

The second generation raised his eyes and looked over, and his sight was white.

The flying snow flocculent was ethereal, falling in the white moonlight, making it even whiter.

"There are not many people who can take this step to the extreme of controlling the rules of ice. The swirling pear petals waved out in the hands of the second generation.

A petal of a flower silenced the storm that carried through the heavens and the earth, and the snow fell silently.

The second generation walked through the heavy snow with a sword, and Ren Naxue dyed his long hair white until his figure was completely submerged by the wind and snow.

"Five generations!" The strength of the previous two generations has penetrated into the depths of everyone's minds, and the Moon Sword Scar and the others are all a little worried, although the five generations of the Moon God are strong, but their strength is slightly inferior to that of the second generation of powerhouses.

Bang bang! The will of the martial arts surged, and the Moon Sword Scar and others came out with swords one after another, and the rules of heaven and earth were introduced into the martial arts world by the will, forming a storm and sweeping out.

"Giggles, you still have to play with the slave family, don't meddle in this matter!" Wen Ran turned around, and a touch of cunning flashed in his beautiful eyes.

The pear petals fell down, Wen Ran gently stepped on the petals with his feet, and looked at Yue Jian Scar and the others with a smile, "The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless!"

A drizzle washed away this blood-red world, and the rules of the drizzle turned into flowing water, flowing on the heaven and earth, and the petals fell on it, drifting with the waves, and falling on the swords of Moon Sword Scar and others.

Bang bang! Moon Sword Scar and the others suddenly trembled, and they all took a step back, damn it, and stepped into this woman's martial arts world again.

The aura of several Moon Clan ancestors was completely suppressed, and Wen Ran walked in the rain of flowers, although he did not make a move, he controlled the heaven and earth within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang.

"Life is like a play, but we are theatergoers, you still have to watch the play!" The white jade fingers moved the hair, and the warm dye took lotus steps, standing in the void, a dance skirt was flying, and the spring light under the skirt was even more faint.

A crisp sword groan suddenly sounded, and the endless murderous aura pierced out like a rainbow, tearing apart the petals and smashing the flowing water.

"This person, I'll deal with it!" an indifferent voice sounded, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees in vain.

"Proud son!" A tall figure walked out in the endless sword qi, his eyes as cold as a sword.

"This girl is very evil, you can't do it alone!" A simple laugh sounded, and Xiao Fatzi appeared beside the proud son with a sword with a harmless look.

"Giggles, little fat man hasn't seen you for a long time!" her beautiful eyes raised slightly, and Wen Ran's gaze swept over the two of them, and their expressions did not change in any way.