Ding Hao beckoned, and a force poured out, wrapping up the puddle of pale golden blood on the ground and condensing it into a ball, refining it slightly, refining some of the impurities stained in it, and then swallowing them all into his stomach with one mouth.

This blood cannot be shed in vain.

"Meow, you actually drank your own blood, it's all on the ground, isn't it disgusting?" Evil Moon watched as the blood was gone, and jumped to her feet to taunt.

Ding Hao blackened his face, grabbed the fat cat, and beat him violently.

"You've shed so much blood, why are you still so energetic, by the way, I saw you being pierced through the heart just now, why didn't you die?" Evil Moon jumped onto Ding Hao's shoulder with a dead face, and asked curiously.

"If you die, I won't die. Ding Hao shook his hand and was another burst.

"Meow, I'm fighting with you, don't hit the head, you see, Meow's beautiful and cute head is knocked out by you two bags......" Evil Moon said indignantly.

Ding Hao ignored it.

Thinking of the battle with the illusion Ding Hao just now, he was still a little apprehensive at this time.

That illusion is exactly the same as his own combat strength, and he seems to fully understand his own mind, just like an opponent who knows your every move very well, there is no possibility of defeating at all, and the final result is bound to be the same end, but Ji Yingqi's sentence [Put yourself to death and come back to life] reminded Ding Hao and let him capture a glimmer of opportunity to get out of the illusion.

That knife was deliberately suffered by Ding Hao.

Since the illusion is a test, and the illusions simulated are so smart, it shows that it has a certain low-level consciousness, Ding Hao deliberately suffered a knife, and faked his death to deceive the illusion Ding Hao, and sure enough, after the fake death, the illusion disappeared, and every qiē disappeared, which was barely passed the test of the illusion.

Of course, Ding Hao is also a master of art and bold.

If it weren't for the support of the mysteries of the sixth layer of the [Winning Words] [Self Body Heaven and Earth] realm, so that Ding Hao could control the parts of his internal organs, instantly displace his heart slightly, and avoid the blade, Ding Hao would not dare to take such a risk......

This qiē has to be calculated correctly.

If it was in the past, Ding Hao would definitely not be able to do this without any difference.

However, after experiencing the strange level of the Journey to the West, Ding Hao's control of his own strength has reached a peak, and he finally laid out a perfect game and achieved this qiē.

Sure enough, Ding Hao guessed right.

Soon after the illusion Ding Hao disappeared, this strange illusion space slowly shattered and disappeared.

When the scene in front of them changed again, several people returned to the dark and gloomy corridor before.

Ding Hao looked around, and there was no one around.

He frowned and walked slowly forward.

This corridor is very short, probably less than a kilometer, and after half a pillar of incense, Ding Hao came to the end of the corridor.

Looking up, there were two cyan stone doors at the end.

The surface of the stone gate is extremely rough, and the finger-sized grains of sand are protruding, as if they have experienced all the time and years of this world, and as if they are telling a secret past that no one knows.

Although there are no inscriptions and symbols on this stone door, it gives Ding Hao the feeling as if they are living creatures, like a pair of eyes, quietly examining themselves.

"This should be the gateway to the mysterious ruins!"

Ding Hao secretly guessed.

The eleventh section of the ancient road is the environmental world, which has ended.

Then there's the mysterious ruins.

He looked back and saw no one in the black hallway.

"If I didn't guess wrong, I was the first person to come out of the fantasy world, and the others were still undergoing tests!" Ding Hao thought about it and decided to wait for the others to come out, because only when the eleven stone tablet maps were collected could this stone door be completely opened.

I ate something indiscriminately, and another hour had passed.

No one has yet come out of the fantasy world.

Ding Hao began to sit on the ground to breathe his luck, grasping every second of his cultivation.

Ji Yingqi went through the great joy and sorrow of love, and at this time she was also a little sleepy, and fell asleep on the animal skin blanket on the side.

The little dolphin curled up beside Ji Yingqi and rested quietly.

But the fat cat of Evil Moon, who tasted the delicacy of Ding Hao's blood, felt a little addicted, licked his mouth, and circled around Ding Hao to see if he could find another wound or something, and licked it happily in the past.

Minutes and seconds passed.

When Ding Hao opened his eyes again, he didn't know how much time had passed.

However, in the dark corridor, there was still no figure.

"Could it be that the whole army has been wiped out?" Ding Hao guessed, a little anxious.

Li Lan, Song Que and others are all inside, and the elite geniuses of the Terrans in the Northern Regions are all inside, if they die, it will definitely be an unbearable loss for the Terrans.

He was a little anxious in his heart, and slowly got up and paced back and forth.

Unconsciously, he came to the cyan stone gate again.

Ding Hao subconsciously stretched out his palm and gently rubbed the rough stone door.

Who knew that an unexpected change appeared, and there was a strange burning sensation in the palm of his hand, there seemed to be something in the storage ring, and he wanted to break free from the shackles of space and jump out, Ding Hao was startled, and he was very surprised in his heart, and he was about to check it carefully......

Suddenly-

A bright light appeared behind him, and a figure stumbled out of the environment and into the black corridor.

Ding Hao turned to look.

The burning sensation on the palm of the hand disappears.

......

......

The night was dark.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, covering the starry sky and the blood moon behind it.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the heavens and the earth were swallowed up by darkness.

Han Yangjian and the other four sword cultivators from the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect], as well as Fang Xiaoan and others, took advantage of the night to quietly come to the outside of the Sword Sect's Mountain Protection Array.

There is still a moment to go.

They were quietly waiting for Tang Buddha to fulfill their agreement.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, and then the voice of Tang Buddha tears sounded, after a simple conversation, the disciples of the Sword Sect who were guarding the formation were turned away by Tang Buddha Tears to find an excuse, and within a radius of several hundred meters, except for Tang Buddha Tears, there was no one else stationed in the Sword Sect.

The head of the Sword Asking Torture Hall slowly walked out of the mountain protection array.

"Come out. His voice was as cold as ice.

Han Yangjian hesitated slightly and walked out slowly.

He was fully guarded, his body urged to the limit, he looked at Tang Fo with tears a little nervously, and asked, "Is the matter done?"

Tang Fo didn't speak, and someone came over with a thing.

The smell of blood came to my nose.

It's a human head.

Han Yangjian was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood something.

He carefully identified it, and then beckoned Fang Xiaoan and the others to come over.

"This ...... Is it really an abandoned green shirt?" Fang Xiao'an carefully identified it, dumbfounded, a little incredible, Tang Buddha Tears actually killed the abandoned green shirt and killed this person with the highest strength in the Sword Sect?

Why is this happening?

Could it be that Tang Buddha really betrayed the Sword Sect?

Fang Xiaoan couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of him.

Before this, he had also figured out the psychology of Tang Buddha tears over and over again, thinking over and over again, asking the Sword Sect to let Tang Buddha tears act in such a play, what kind of conspiracy and trickery was there, anyway, he didn't believe that Tang Buddha tears would really kill Qingshan and Li Jianyi, but now, ......

With the head in front of you, what else is there to doubt?

Fang Xiaoan checked the head over and over again and found that it was true.

"It's indeed the head ......of the person who abandoned the green shirt," Lu Xiongfei looked at it carefully and sighed, "I have fought with this old monster all my life, even if he turns to ashes, I can recognize ......" Speaking of this, the former No. 1 master in Selangor couldn't help but sigh.

When he abandoned the green shirt and lived, Lu Xiongfei wanted to kill him.

But now seeing the head of this old opponent and looking at the angry and frozen expression on his face, Lu Xiongfei couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart.

The crockpot will inevitably break the wellhead, and the general will die in front of the battle after all!

In the whole world, how many martial arts masters can die?

No matter how beautiful you are, you can't escape grievances and grievances, the rivers and lakes are mysterious, just like the years of the rivers and lakes, most of them died in the conquest and war, the glory fell, and what was left to future generations was an elegy and a sigh legend.

Now the legend of Selangor has finally fallen.

No good death.

The death was so miserable.

Lu Xiongfei couldn't help but feel related.

The era of Selangor's dominance is over.

Asking the Sword Sect to become the first in the sect discussion conference, now it looks like the last glimmer of glory like a return to the light, fleeting, from now on, there will never be this sect in the world again, but it is a pity that he has already realized that Qingping Academy can no longer dominate Selangor as in the past, and the power of the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect] has infiltrated Selangor, and Qingping Academy cannot compete with it.

Seeing Fang Xiao'an and Lu Xiongfei's expressions, Han Yangjian no longer had the slightest doubt in his heart.

Han Yangjian laughed and said: "Okay, very good, Tang Buddha tears, you did a good job, rest assured, what this seat promised you will definitely be fulfilled, when the sky is bright, you just ask the head of the Sword Sect, oh, by the way, what about that Li Jianyi? Is he dead?"

Hearing Han Yangjian's words, a trace of excitement appeared on Tang Fo's tearful face, as if he was extremely satisfied.

He hurriedly thanked him, and then said: "Lord Han, Li Jianyi's strength is only comparable to mine, don't worry, when the time comes, Lord Han, you will personally take action and kill him, and then it will be a great achievement, report to the [Heaven Splitting Sword Sect], you will definitely get a heavy reward, and every credit will be you, Lord Han." ”

Han Yangjian was slightly stunned, and then nodded with great satisfaction: "Okay, it's rare that you think about this seat in every way, don't worry, this seat will definitely not treat you badly." ”

Tang Buddha burst into tears and said: "Thank you Lord Han, Tang will definitely do his best to assist Lord Han to calm down the Sword Sect and hold everything in the palm of his hand." ”

"Yes. Han Yangjian nodded, patted Tang Fo's tearful shoulder, and said, "Let's start acting, when it dawns tomorrow, you will be the head of this sect." ”――

It's too late to update today, and two updates tomorrow