Black clouds and mist, separated by heaven and earth, accompanied by rounds of shining white light, formed a dazzling cloud vortex, and it is still expanding, as if to fill the heaven and earth together.

Infinite lightning, shuttling and wandering up and down, already at the beginning of the war, Qinghong Zhenren and Lu Zhennan, who had been far away, turned into light and shadow, but between Sumeru, they had been covered by this cloud vortex, the two did not dare to have the slightest delay, and once again used all their strength to perform the escape method, only to reluctantly rush out of the cloud vortex, but there was no luck at all, each other gloomy faces, silently wandering on the outer edge of the cloud vortex, neither far away, nor leaving, but staring at the vision of heaven and earth that they had never seen before.

At the same time, in the four directions of heaven and earth, on the battlefield where the original battle was fierce, whether it was the ice field of the Arctic or the polar region of the south, what appeared together was a much smaller cloud vortex, which suddenly appeared in the sky, and burst out of it countless black spots, there were dead people and living people, but at this moment, they were like sand grains in the yellow sand, and they could not fall into the air by themselves, and they were silent.

Pingding Mountain, which is destined to be in the future cultivation world, on the top of the world's famous peak, the clouds are thick, as if the north is in general, and it has become a ghost mountain.

The lifelessness in the mountain, or to be precise, the creatures in the mountain have been sucked dry of flesh and blood essence by tens of thousands of ghostly ghosts, and have since become a ghost mountain.

But the strange thing is that at the peak of this mountain, there is still a light wind and clouds, there is neither a black and gloomy atmosphere, nor a sharp mountain wind like a knife, and there is only a slight spring breeze like a willow in spring.

On the top of the mountain, there was a white robe, sitting on a large bluestone platform, with white hair reaching the ground, and his face was like a living person. The eyes are slightly open, and when a little light occasionally shines out from the corners of the eyes, there is a terrifying momentum that looks at the world.

And below him, there was an old man with a faint golden light, his face was as hideous as a ghost, and armor pieces like dragon scales were all over his body. staring at the man in white above, there was no word between the two, only the occasional sound of the wind, and the occasional cry of ghosts under the mountain, occasionally from far to near.

The man finally opened all his eyes, which made people feel awe-inspiring domineering, and when they were all released, under the Pingding Mountain, thousands of ghosts roared in unison. The clouds were flipped, surrounded by layers, and there was a red lightning with extremely heavy yin energy, shuttling through it like a red snake, but in the face of such an imposing old man in golden armor, it seemed to turn a deaf ear, and he still looked at each other lightly, but at the corner of his red eyes. I vaguely seem to be able to see a smile that is not easy to detect.

The man in white seemed to be a little tired, and his eyes seemed to be closed again. Only occasionally there was a hint of sharpness, but he seemed to be able to look at each other as if he could penetrate people's hearts, and then the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch a wry smile, but when he raised his eyes again and looked at the sky, the smile seemed to become extremely open again. And at this moment, time has been frozen, right on his body, and that moment has also become eternal.

A head of white hair moves with the wind. also spreads with the wind, the demon lord of a lifetime, in thousands of years, the only man who can split the heavens and the earth, he is looking at the sky at the moment, looking at the sword that he just pierced through the heaven and earth, there are no regrets in this life!

Under the sound of the soil cracking and untimely, the old man in golden armor, covered with golden scales, walked out of the dirt, walked out step by step, and stood in this man who had made him calculate all his life, admired him all his life, and hated him all his life, he looked up to the sky and closed his eyes.

He won, he looked at the distant mountains and clouds, as if he saw many familiar faces, there were people he once respected, there was also the master who forced him to draw his sword back then, and the shy young man who had been following him, and she he loved deeply, and all this ended at this moment.

From then on, there is no longer a successor in the Sword Washing Pavilion, and from then on, there is no more Washing Sword Pavilion in the world, and from now on, he feels that the love and hatred of their generation have also ended in this whistling mountain wind.

Shudi, a meter of red light suddenly fell from the sky, like a meteor of light, crashing to the ground, but at the moment of falling to the ground, suddenly disappeared without a trace, as for the ground, it only seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, without any traces, but than before, much cleaner.

And in the depths of the underground, I don't know how deep the place, there is a confined space, look at the form, it seems to be an ancient tomb in the years and months, at this time it is actually bloody, a round of bronze tripods that seem to be like the red sun rotate like flying, when it crashes to the ground, the ground shook, there are a lot of mud and stone chips collapsed down, simply this underground tomb is built solidly, there is no major collapse.

The bronze ancient tripod that fell to the ground, smashed the ground slabs into cracks, and the texture seemed to spread from the ground to the body of the ancient tripod, and this ancient tripod was already dim, and there was no previous agility and vitality, as if it was an object in the ancient tomb, quietly, everything as if nothing had happened, the ancient tomb became quiet again as before, and the darkness, like the tide, submerged here again, without any sound.

Xu Lin was sleeping, and there was endless darkness in his dreams, and even the sea of blood in the past was no longer visible, but what he could see, in addition to the ink-like darkness in front of him, there was a piercing straight white above his eyes.

Xu Lin could clearly see that it was like a thin and long line like a line of sky, and the white light was slightly like a firefly, but it could burn slowly like a fire in the dark, giving himself an illusion, as if everything in his dream was not so dark.

Looking at that line, the sea of knowledge, which was originally a little dazed, seemed to remember something, and when he looked at the slender and straight line above his head again, Xu Lin's eyes suddenly felt an incomparably painful burning sensation, which made him can't help but quickly close his eyes, but for some reason, his eyes were closed, and the thin line that should no longer be seen suddenly appeared in his sea of knowledge, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

Xu Lin, who was burned all over his body again, seemed to be in a sea of magma and fire, and after a convulsion of his whole body, when he suddenly woke up, he found that his eyes were still dark and he couldn't see his fingers, and sweat was constantly oozing from his forehead. The drip fell to the tip of his nose and extended to his mouth, salty and faint, like the taste of tears.

Although he has long forgotten the taste of tears.

He still subconsciously tried to hold up the darkness in front of him with his hands, because he thought that there should be light. The sense of fear that he had forgotten for a long time made him feel extremely deeply at this moment, a little incredible, and when he thought about why this feeling suddenly appeared, a crisp sound like the breaking of porcelain immediately came to his ears, but his eyes suddenly opened up, although it was still black, but it was the darkness that his eyes could already see. Xu Lin realized that he didn't know when he was in such a place, and he couldn't help frowning.

In the tomb, there was an indescribable putrid smell everywhere, but it was extremely cold, but it happened to wash away the stinging sensation of Xu Lin's body like a flame.

Looking around, Xu Lin vigilantly looked at the coffin bed not far away. For some reason, he is now. There is an instinctive fear of the coffin, and the coffin not far in front of him is actually a bronze coffin covered with carvings, although it is not as huge as in the underground world, but in form, it is extremely similar.

Subconsciously. Xu Lin took a step back, and it was this step that made him notice the fragment of the ancient tripod next to his feet, which vaguely had a pattern of mountains, seas, clouds and rain, and the corners of Xu Lin's mouth also twitched. Of course he knows this, isn't it the Demon Lord's natal treasure?

Exhaled a breath of turbidity slightly, the demon lord's sky-splitting sword appeared in his mind again, and the burning feeling that had receded was rekindled with his thoughts, Xu Lin was shocked, he didn't make a sound, he forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his body, and stared at the bronze coffin not far in front of him, because he heard the voice he didn't want to hear.

It was a sound like a fingernail scratching the bronze, sharp and harsh, even if the sound was not loud, Xu Lin could hear it very clearly, what he cared about the most was that in this not too big tomb he was in, the cold feeling in the air was actually a little heavier, as if he was frozen in an ice cave.

Wanting to forcibly suppress the discomfort in his body, Xu Lin secretly used the internal movement method of "Blood God and Sword True Solution", and wanted to devour and dissolve it together with the two yin and yang rotating air masses that were originally wrapped in his body, as well as the sword intent burning in the sea of consciousness, but the bronze coffin suddenly cracked a corner.

Xu Lin's eyes widened, trembling all over, and when he tried his best to operate the devouring method in the exercises, the coffin suddenly collapsed and flew out, just smashing on Xu Lin's body, slapping it into the corner of the tomb, and when a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out, it still steamed out a puff of smoke, which also made Xu Lin suddenly feel a sense of relief and refreshment.

But he didn't have time to reminisce about this long-lost taste of relaxation, because the coffin had been opened until now, it was only between Sumeru, and although the tomb was still as cold as an ice cave, there was no longer a rancid smell, but a faint fragrance.

A slender arm covered with white hair was naturally placed on the edge of the coffin, and what was supported by it was a face that made Xu Lin feel cold.

Zombies, Xu Lin has seen a lot, iron armor, silver armor, gold armor, but the zombie in front of him, from the face covered with white hair, seems to have a smile that makes people's backs chill.

This strange face is the same size as an ordinary person, but because the white hair is too long, like long hair, it has long covered its facial features, but it has a vague outline that looks like a human being, but the smile is obvious, Xu Lin can see it clearly, because its head has turned to Xu Lin in the corner of the tomb at the moment it comes out of the coffin, just smiled so demonically, watched, but did not make any next moves.

The head hangs with a knife, I don't know when it falls, Xu Lin has experienced too much, although the fear in his heart is still there, Xu Lin has no intention of retreating, but at the same time as meeting the other party's gaze, he stepped up the operation of the exercises, a cool breath, in the burning of the whole body like a furnace, the moment it rose out of the Dan Mansion, it was as if a bottomless deep hole had been opened at the bottom of a pond, a huge suction force, when it was issued, Xu Lin's pale face stood up, and suddenly there was a trace of redness.

At the same time, between his fingers, a trace of long-lost blood, when he moved, Xu Lin's whole body actually had an indescribable heartiness, that sword, the sword of the demon lord splitting the sky, the straight line of heaven in the coma, Xu Lin wanted to look up to the sky and roar, but when he suppressed this excitement, there were two gentle breaking sounds in his ears, not from the outside to the ears, but the soft sound inside the body, those two beads? (To be continued.) )