The canopy of the sky hangs, as if the air rendered by endless ashes, dressed in white, stepping into the sky, looking like a dark night, white hair hanging in the sky, looking at the sky, one step at a time!

The Taoist in the distance, seeing this familiar scene, couldn't help but naturally stop, and the five people behind him looked up at the figure who stepped into the sky.

"Hold him back?"

Lei Xin's old words were very light, but no one answered, and Qinghong in front of him was in charge, his face was complicated.

The thunder is still rolling, when the wind rises, the four fields are whistling, and between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only the white clothes and white hair, shining and dazzling.

The coffin in front of Xu Lin seemed to inadvertently crack a small gap, he looked at the sky, and glanced at the exposed gap with a frown, the dragon snake sword had been exhaled out of the body, turning into a python and wandering on Xu Lin's side, and his whole body was already nervous.

The vast wilderness, barren and silent, the sky is like night, the thunder snake is lightning, rolling layer by layer, like an inverted funnel, hanging in the heaven and earth, and the coffin is almost at the same time, a burst of ghostly light rises at the moment, the sky and the earth seem to be suddenly quiet at this moment, and in such an atmosphere, an invisible pressure makes Xu Lin dare not have the slightest movement.

He saw that eye again, a blood-red glow, like a shining star in hell, faint and merciless, indifferent and indifferent, without joy or sorrow.

It was approaching, and Xu Lin could clearly realize that the invisible pressure that was approaching, and the dragon snake that was free on the side, faintly roared deep in his throat, as if he was as uneasy as spirituality, making Xu Lin more sure that the distance between them was indeed being rapidly narrowed.

The dripping pleasure of life and death, the inner depression, the torture of fear, and the surging of war spirit almost all surged into Xu Lin's heart at once, and he could already feel the tingling feeling of his scalp, which was the specific existence of life characteristics, and only at this moment could Xu Lin be truly sure that he Xu Lin was still a person, not a bloody demon!

It was also the consciousness at this time that made Xu Lin understand that after revenge, the purpose of his life was just to inspire many emotions in the moment of life and death?

Suddenly, Xu Lin, who was grinning and his teeth were chattering, looked up at the sky's pupils infinitely dilated, and then melted, when a blood-colored mist gushed out, Xu Lin looked up to the sky and roared, and the dragon snake raised its head and hissed!

The tide of the East China Sea is surging, on the turbulent sea level, under a round of bronze tripods full of monuments, the Black Demon Dao Monarch Lu Zhengming, after swinging away the combined force of the four Dao Sect elders, his face is a little pale, and the majestic copper tripod above his head is still as immovable as a mountain, and a group of disciples and elders of the Black Demon Sect are tightly guarding the surroundings of the Gu Ding, not allowing a Dao Sect disciple to enter half a cent or an inch.

On the desert of the Western Regions, there is also a huge ancient tripod with copper spots, Qing Xuan Zhenren, the talisman is like a flower, and all kinds of Taoism come out, but it is the heartless demon lord, with the "Great Supreme Heart Demon Gong" have been knocked open, the two figures move and Gu Ding are close to the front, cross entanglement, and fight endlessly, at the same time on the desert, there are also bright red flowers blooming, on the corpses that were torn apart by the magic weapon, and on the bodies of those who are still alive and dead.

There are islands in the South China Sea, which are called the pure land outside the world and the immortal mountain of the world. At the top of the highest mountain, there were many figures, sometimes like a corpse like a piece of gravel, falling from the sky, Ruan Liniang, the master of the Rakshasa Gate, was covered in blood, under the siege of the Daomen, turned into a hideous ghost, rushed back and forth, and vowed not to let anyone get close to the place of the bronze tripod.

On the vast glacier of the North Darkness, the frost world and the barren glacier, a large area of blood has already been sprinkled. Tuoba Xiong was laughing, extremely miserable, Shang Zhili folded a fan to cover his face, stared, looked at the approaching crowd and said, "Do you still owe the innocent woman who is a minor woman in the next place?"

Tuoba Xiong laughed dryly: "There's a nice little lady over there, I'll catch it for you!"

Pingdingshan, the white-clothed and white-haired demon lord has already stepped on the air, in the depths of the hanging clouds and ink, but the figure is still dazzling and abnormal, like a shining sun in the vast dark night, dazzling and compelling.

He turned his head, looked to the east, then the south, then the west, and finally the north, and slowly turned around, setting off a burst of thick black, almost obscuring the lightning that had been startled at that time, and spread his hands in all directions, and the four sides turned into four Buddha-like golden bodies, with four heads and eight arms, lotus fingers, and anger, sorrow, and joy.

"The Buddha of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is coming?" Lu Zhennan frowned and said.

"Isn't the art of extinction already extinct?" Hua Yanzong's Daohua real person said hesitantly.

Looking at the Demon Lord Golden Body Buddha above, Luo Qing snorted coldly: "After the Demon Lord betrayed the Sword Washing Pavilion in his early years, he entered the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and now he looks at what he said is true. ”

"Let's set up!" A simple sentence made the bodies of the five people behind Qinghong Zhangjiao all shocked at the same time, everyone no longer spoke, but calmly stood in the four directions, Qinghong Zhangjiao in the center, squinted his eyes and looked at the ghost crying wolf-like ghost mist on Pingdingshan and said: "Others regard me as nothing, and I regard others as enemies!"

A sword rolled into the dragon, Xu Lin did not hesitate to face the phantom above, a sword slashed out, the dragon and snake roared, rolled up to the sky, rolled up a burst of blue and white in the black clouds, like a tornado storm, piercing the sky.

Out of the instinct of self-defense consciousness, but there is no hesitation, in Xu Lin's consciousness, even if the figure that is about to land is the ultimate in this world, and it is also the answer to all qiē, then it must be beaten down first.

Although he knew that he might not have this so-called possibility, since the matter was coming, even if it was only a glimmer of opportunity, Xu Lin, who was used to tossing and turning between life and death, did not hesitate.

A red flame thunder light exploded in the funnel-like heaven and earth, and smashed into the cyan rolling dragon blue wild scroll, the two canceled each other, and Xu Lin's legs were already deep in the dirt in an instant.

With a wave of his right hand, the golden light flickered, as if there was an unwilling dragon roar, Xu Lin stepped out of the ground with both feet, and the empty concussive air patterns in the air swam around, and the wind gusted up, which had already blown Xu Lin's black hair.

The dragon and snake sword was held in Xu Lin's hand again, but there was no longer a dragon and snake that had been transformed into a sword, but a calm ancient sword without waves, Xu Lin looked up at the sky, but saw a miserable white human face, an extremely strange human face, without any emotional fluctuations, looming in the clouds.

Like the face on the coffin with bronze eyes, Xu Lin's pair of bloody eyes were filled with fear and a hint of excitement, he looked at him and raised his sword!

Kaishu!

When he saw the gate of heaven with a sword learned from the people in Shumen, Xu Lin seemed to want to peel off those layers of clouds and mist and see the true face of that face.

The golden light flooded the sky, without a trace, the huge sword light from the ground to the sky, as if it was about to cut the sky and the earth, from the bottom to the top, but it was vented on it by countless amazing electric snakes and thunder fires in the clouds, but Xu Lin's deadly sword was still castrated, and the pale face hidden in the clouds, in the thunder fire, in the golden sword light, seemed to finally have a trace of color.

A buzzing sound, resounding in the air, followed by a boom, like a rain curtain waterfall, the sound of gathering, endlessly, Xu Lin's sword opened Shu, actually stagnated on the way to the sky, can not go further, although the sword of that sword is still dazzling, but then a sense of powerlessness hit Xu Lin's whole body, because he found that his mind was cut off from that sword, and there was no longer any connection.

At a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, Xu Lin looked at his sword, which kept shrinking in the clouds, as if it was being placed in a box that was shrinking, until the sky was blank in the sky, and Xu Lin's sword opened Shu, and there was no trace of it.

Hey, Xu Lin was not afraid to laugh, the dragon and snake sword in his hand, the sword sounded, and the face was a little closer, in the next moment, Xu Lin's smile suddenly froze on his face, because he saw him, in the time of a breath, there was no gap to react at all, almost face to face, that pair of bloody eyes containing anger, Xu Lin seemed to see his own eyes, or his own face?

On the Pingding Mountain, the white-clothed and white-haired demon lord said softly: "My Buddha, there is no mercy!" (To be continued......)