The black clouds and sand mist in the air, dancing wildly in the sky, surging all over the world, and it seems to be a wild ancient beast whose body can connect the heavens and the earth, and what is presented in everyone's field of vision is the ferocity and domineering spirit that sweeps the world and devours all things.

Xu Lin saw this very clearly, in the sword light shield of Qingming Zhenren, Xu Lin was a little frightened, but he felt the incomparable stimulation, with the magnificence of life and death with a sword of life and death.

A sword and a scene are the sword intent that Xu Lin can present, and a sword and life and death are the pleasures that Xu Lin has always liked.

The orgasmic pleasure that is different from that of men and women after adultery, as if there is another scenery outside the world, makes Xu Lin's cheeks dyed with a touch of red like Zhizhi.

"Fearless real life!" Xu Lin's heartfelt sigh was a little weak, it was a thirst and yearning for strength, especially in the black whirlpool like black clouds and mist, this feeling became even more profound.

The bitterness came, and it was on the side of Qing Ming Zhenren, which was different from the sword intent shield of Qing Ming Zhenren, but gave people a smooth and round state, with a wonderful appearance of returning to the basics.

Immediately after that, the rootless grass in the sky also floated up, and the tornado-shaped straight up to the sky, under the traction of the black whirlpool, the black mud land was already bare, and when a few rootless grasses, with a piercing screaming sound, rubbed and stabbed on the outside of Qing Ming's sword intent shield, Xu Lin's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Because what he saw was a sword. Buddhism pays attention to each other, and Taoism says that the law can be natural.

But the grass that Xu Lin saw just now was drifting, but it was like a fallen leaf and weeping willow, just like a falling rootless appearance, just on an amorphous trajectory, it was scratched on Qing Ming's shield, and it was also a burst of electric fire, like a heavy hammer thunder fire, sharp and a lot of power.

Xu Lin's obsession, those uncertain trajectories, those natural swords that seem to be like ten thousand swords at the same time, roaming wantonly in this world.

Unconsciously, Xu Lin twisted his hand into a sword finger, swaying lightly at will, in the light touch of each leaf of rootless grass, but as heavy as a thunder hammer, he suddenly forgot his eyes.

Light as a hammer, as light as a weight!

Can this become a sword?

Xu Lin closed his eyes, feeling the subtleties, unaware, but it was like a dream of Nanke, so he was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Regarding Xu Lin's strange appearance, Qing Ming Zhenren saw it really at this time, and he couldn't cry or laugh for a while, and the bitterness on his side also found Xu Lin's so, and his eyebrows were raised, and his face was quite strange.

Epiphany, in the sea of black clouds and sand, in the adversity of the powder that may be torn up in the next moment, Xu Lin actually entered the realm of epiphany and forgetting heaven and earth, which is really strange.

Even Qing Mingzhen, who has a prejudice against Xu Lin, did not bother Xu Lin in this state, because she knew how rare this state was, and the longer she entered the state of epiphany, the greater her achievements in the future, so at this moment, she had the idea of doing her best to support Xu Lin.

Xu Lin didn't like it, but the approaching black fog in front of her made her even more disliked, until suddenly a sand-like thing hit her shield, and Qing Mingzhen, whose face instantly became a little ugly, immediately looked at the bitterness on her side, but saw that this wood-like guy actually had a pale face.

"Turtle!"

When these two words were spoken, it almost made it difficult for Ku Li to suppress his breathing, but there was no chance to retreat, so it was better to sink his face and carry it to the end.

"How about together?" This voice came extremely abruptly, but at this time, it was a life-saving straw.

After smashing a corpse turtle with a punch, he turned his eyes to another group of people, but he heard another shout: "To pass this difficulty, you must first work with one heart and one mind, you and I have two sects, and this matter is over, how about it?"

"Good!" Answering bitterly, Qing Ming Zhenren also knew that the shape under her eyes would not allow her to refuse, but she didn't make a sound, just frowned and looked at Xu Lin beside her, her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The four figures, standing side by side, like four sharp arrows, were pierced in the turbulence formed by the corpse turtle in different colors, but they were like a leaf in the ocean, and they did not stir up half a wave.

On the contrary, it was Shang Zhili and the disciples of the Demon Sect behind Tuoba Bear who staged a colorful and magnificent dance of death at dusk.

Although there were four great cultivators of the real level who were opening the way ahead, there were countless corpse turtles like stars in the night sky, and if they killed one, their successors immediately rushed forward one after another, but they were like generals who were not afraid of death, and they had a dull stupidity that made people desperate.

As a result, these Demon Sect cultivators became the best bait, or immediately turned white, or the flesh and blood flew sideways and fell into the sky with a scream, and the tragedy of that scene did not make the people in front of them shake in any way.

The rootless grass that swept up to the sky was also slaughtered in the sea of black clouds and sand formed by corpse turtles here, and in an instant, they were slaughtered, and these corpse turtles were not picky eaters, eating the people and things they could see.

No one cares about the life and death of these people, even the two who are both Demon Sects, they don't have the kindness of a woman, all they want is to go straight to the front without stopping, and a few disciples who have died, what is it?

The rootless grass can no longer be seen, Xu Lin's thoughts also came out of the epiphany in a trance, and after seeing his own situation clearly in a little confusion, he looked at the Qingming real person beside him with a pale face.

For Xu Lin's calmness, Qing Ming Zhenren didn't have any concerns, this son can come to this day, and it can be frightened by a little crisis, so his mind is all spent on how to maintain the sword intent shield.

From the delicate body, sweeping his gaze over the graceful and provocative protrusions, Xu Lin suddenly whispered: "There are swarms of corpse turtles, just like ant nests, and among them there must be corpse turtle kings like ant queens." ”

Qing Ming Zhenren listened to it sincerely, and where she was at this time, she didn't give her the opportunity to think too much, but she felt reasonable, so she repeated Xu Lin's words to the ears of several people beside her, and then looked straight ahead, where the corpse turtles were most dense, but the black cloud in the middle, full of sword intent.

Qing Ming is really going to work hard, even with Xu Lin's little life, this is something that Xu Lin doesn't want but desires, and the bitterness is faster than Qing Ming's, and as soon as Qing Ming's words were spoken, he didn't want to think about it.

Tuoba Xiong grinned at Qing Ming's real person, and did not hesitate to kill the past, only Shang Zhili, walking at the same speed as Qing Ming, the abacus in his heart, at a glance, he knew that it was good to leave a way out for his own people!

Because the Demon Sect didn't trust the cultivators of the main gate, after Qing Ming snorted coldly, when Shang Zhili's eyebrows jumped, the sword intent was already arguing like a white match, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in place.

But in the next moment, it appeared in the center of the whirlpool of black clouds and sand, and its misty white light was like a cold moon under the night, lonely and cold.

Xu Lin was very smart and didn't do anything, he knew that when a sword cultivator decided to fight for his life, what was the most taboo was that his sword heart was unknown, and his sword intent could not be pure and flawless, so anything that could lead to Qing Ming's real qi machine, he would not do it, but it didn't mean that he didn't want to.

It is a matter of life and death, only oneself is the biggest between heaven and earth, his life is comparable to the sun and the moon, as smart as Xu Lin, even if he has thoughts in his heart, even if he doesn't like this woman, those crises that can threaten him, avoid them!

When the sword came, Xu Lin could see it clearly, the white sword light that Qing Ming Zhenren had accumulated for a long time, mixed with the cold ice sword intent, as if it was the arrow that was off the string, and there were two people in front of him who opened up a good road for him, and he was indomitable, but the place where his sword pointed was the innermost part of the darkness.

The bitter body has already crawled with countless palm-sized corpse turtles, but their sharp teeth and mouths do not seem to be able to make their golden and jade steel and iron bones, and in their gestures, there is always a huge thrust and sharpness like the momentum of heaven and earth, which will destroy the one that stands in front of them.

On the contrary, Tuoba Bear was shouting, using the method of condensing the black demon qi to transform the reality, or becoming a heavy hammer, or becoming a sharp blade, under the heavy blow, the black corpse turtle beside him could not get close to the slightest.

All the way forward, the two immortal real people are the pioneers, although they are not from the same door, but they have the same heart to mind, just waiting for the last moment and the last sword, Xu Lin is also waiting, he wants to know, what kind of situation is the sword of the real human realm.

So they all waited, and under the sprint of hard work, under the heavy blows of Tuoba Bear's black gas hammer, a vacuum belt suddenly appeared in front of Qing Ming Zhenren's eyes.

It was a road, a sheep intestine path, winding like a snake, but she still saw it, in the long-accumulated sword light, she stabbed this sword slowly and solidly, and in the flicker of a small golden light, it was the king worm!

A sword blossoms, cold and straight through the heart bones, a sword condenses and stabs, and the ice becomes a blade, but it is a six-petal flower and leaf, around the golden point of light, as if the time passage of the entire heaven and earth has been pulled, becoming a sword in an instant, but it is opening up an eternal moment.

So the flowers bloomed in an instant, and in the freezing frost that everything around him was slow, Xu Lin saw the white lotus that came out of the mud again after many years, brilliant white in the endless darkness, pure like a lady in the sky, and unfolded its most touching side.

The lotus blossoms, the frost freezes, and all things mourn. (To be continued......)