There was no longer a splendid dragon robe from the Nine Dragons Qitian, but instead there was a pair of white bone armor, Xu Lin looked at the phantom gradually condensed, looked at the white bone ghost head of the hideous demon on his chest, and looked at the strange smile that gradually appeared at the corner of the person's mouth, like sarcasm, like coldness, and then stood still not far from Xu Lin and the bloodstained Taoist.

"A sword rolling dragon is indeed brilliant, but I do remember that it is a means that only pure and real people have. The ghost emperor's two green ghost-like gazes fell on the golden snake sword in Xu Lin's hand, and then he said again: "The mist turns into a sword and the sword gives rise to the glow, and there is the mang turning into the fog, and the glow turns into smoke, one sword, but there are two ways to fight!"

Xu Lin didn't speak, although he really wanted to be polite and polite with this guy who was now one of the four people standing at the top of the world, but the current situation was the beginning of the real life-and-death battle, and both he and the Bloodstained Dao people understood this.

"Back then, there was a kendo cultivator like you, who could also use it himself, and the way that the sword turned into fog and then turned into a rainbow was a master of the sword, but he was not as comfortable as you, even now, that person is still living in the shackles that he can never break free. ”

Speaking of which, the Ghost Emperor's gaze looked leisurely from afar, and the direction he was looking at was the northwest of the northwest, far away from the extreme of the desert, there was a Demon Desolation Palace, and there was a middle-aged man with white hair in the hall, who was also looking at the Ghost Emperor at this moment, but the man with white hair reaching the ground was laughing at the moment, and he, the Ghost Emperor, looked at the sword in Xu Lin's hand again.

"If I kill you, I can kill him again, and in this world, there will be no more Sword Washing Pavilion. The Ghost Emperor's gaze began to drift, and his figure gradually seemed to shake out countless afterimages, and when Xu Lin reacted, a bone spur had already touched half an inch in front of him.

It was the thousands of golden filaments of the cloud wisps of gold that suddenly swelled and bulged, as if countless thin snakes burst out in an instant, entangled the bone spur that poked out of the Ghost Emperor's arm, and then Xu Lin had the opportunity to withdraw and retreat.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes like a ghost lamp, and then he looked at the blood-stained Daoist who was originally standing beside Xu Lin, who had already plunged into the endless sea of blood and disappeared.

And when the Ghost Emperor just stood still, he couldn't help but sigh again, and then in front of his chest, a ghost head poked out, and the moment he violently knocked out a golden light that suddenly appeared on his chest, the Ghost Emperor sneered again: "Void Hidden Sword?"

Staring at the evil ghost head on the white bone armor on the Ghost Emperor's chest, Xu Lin frowned, and now facing the Ghost Emperor again, one of the four people in the world, Xu Lin no longer has the freedom and freedom of the Northwest World War, but is more cautious and cautious, especially at the speed at which the Ghost Emperor can almost be said to be teleporting, and the white bone armor can be said to be a combination of attack and defense, without the slightest flaw.

However, just at the juncture when Xu Lin was concentrating and preparing to go all out, the Ghost Emperor suddenly smiled strangely at Xu Lin, and then let his body fall straight down, straight into the sea of blood, and disappeared in a flash.

The sea of blood was still as calm as a mirror, as if it was just a speck of dust entering the sea, silent, but in Xu Lin's eyes, it seemed that he could still see the strange smile of the ghost emperor, floating under the sea of blood, cold and cruel.

Immediately after, there was a wave of waves, ripples and spread around, and then there was no sound and silence, Xu Lin stared at the sea of blood for a long time, and then exhaled heavily, and the sword turned into a sword light, and like the ghost emperor, it flashed into the blood-colored red tide that seemed to be an ocean.

On Kunlun Mountain, a little girl with a ponytail on her head was in a daze at the peach tree that had just sprouted, and then glanced at the simple house in the distance, recalling the sword trick taught to her by the master in her mind, and couldn't help but feel bitter, why can't she always remember it?

The little girl showed a sad expression, and couldn't help but start to miss Xu Linlai again, recalling the broken temple where she lived together, and missing the days when she went up to the tree to dig out the bird's nest together, and the peach tree in front of her didn't even have a bird feather on it, the little girl sat on the ground with a little deflated, and muttered: "Xu Lin, where are you?"

On the other side, outside the peach orchard, a slightly thin figure was looking at the peach orchard in front of him with sadness, but refused to take a step forward, the little girl saw him, this uncle, very strange, has been standing outside the peach orchard for several days, she showed a smile to him, and the person also smiled.

The little girl plucked up the courage to walk out of the peach orchard, tilted her head, and looked at him, he leaned down with a smile, reached out and touched the little girl's head, and then said gently: "Girl, I am your master." ”

The little girl blinked, and said with a smile: "The master said, the master is leaving, let me send you today." ”

The man was slightly stunned, and then his eyes fell on the peach orchard where there were no peach blossoms, and he wanted to take another look! The man sighed in his heart, knowing that it was impossible, but he always had such thoughts.

Then the man who withdrew his gaze turned to the little girl again, and took out a brilliant jade pendant from his arms, handed it to the little girl, and said, "This is a Mingxin pendant, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation, take it well." ”

The little girl took the jade pendant, Nuo Nuo thanked her, and then looked at the man with stubble on his face, with a smile like a spring on his face, and when he turned to leave, the figure was so lonely and lonely.

"Beauty beaded curtains,

Sitting in the Peach Blossom Spring,

Grief and resentment in my heart,

I don't know who I'm thinking about!"

The voice was suffocating, melted in the spring breeze, and the person's back gradually disappeared from the little girl's field of vision, and at some point, there was a woman in white beside her, and the little girl subconsciously took her hand, cold as snow, just like her eyes at the moment, cold without a trace of warmth.

"Where is Uncle Master going?" The little girl looked in the direction where the person disappeared and blurted out.

The woman who was as white as a lotus flower, with the same gaze, looked in the same direction, but replied lightly: "He is going to find someone." ”

"Who?" The little girl asked subconsciously.

The woman in white glanced down at her, and after a long time, she said again: "Your fourteenth uncle." ”

Xu Lin once had a dream, at that time, he was still young and ignorant, but this dream accompanied him for many years, because he could always see the broken and incomplete sky, and see the boundless ocean of blood without any waves.

It wasn't until he understood what it was that the confusion and fear at the beginning were gradually driven by a desire to possess him, giving him the desire to occupy this place. And right now, he is looking at this world that is different from the external world and exists independently, looking at the sea that is no longer calm, watching the blood waves roll back, looking at the flickering figure, Xu Lin clenched the sword in his hand, the killing intent in his eyes was steaming, and a sword crashed and roared between heaven and earth.

The sound of a sword kills seems to have stopped everything on the line that the sword blade is pointing to, but it is only seemingly, not absolutely, because what Xu Lin is referring to is the ghost emperor who runs through the countless waves.

It was still the armor draped in white bones, and in the eyes of the Ghost Emperor, there was a sharpness that was different from before, and it had never been before, and the sound killing technique of the sword collapse seemed to have been expected in his heart, but it was only a slight error, but it did not let it be contaminated with half a point, and in that sea of blood, a unicorn beast suddenly rushed out of the water, and what Xu Lin remembered in his ears was the extremely familiar scream and roar, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart: "You really dare!" (To be continued......)