One sword is held horizontally, and three swords have been cut out, but a flower has been cut out!

Inside the cave, that strange halo suddenly bloomed in the sword breath.

The light emitted by the explosion from all directions extended and cracked in all directions, and the seven-colored halo illuminated the entire cave to the extreme. At the same time, on the four walls of the cave, a figure suddenly flashed, pitch black like a substantial human form, raising his hand and dancing the sword, right in front of Xu Lin's eyes, and this scene was extremely real.

Xu Lin watched coldly, but his heart was secretly shocked, but the sword technique in his hand did not stop, and the sword technique in his hand was rubbed again, and a sharp screaming sound suddenly vibrated from the blood sword, and the sound seemed to tear through the barrier of the cave wall, and in the fluctuations visible to the naked eye, the space also seemed to be distorted.

The blood breath continued to stir out around Xu Lin, and there was a vague aura wrapped around the blood breath, and the two were like two evil beasts fighting each other, swallowing each other, stirring around, and the breath was disordered.

Clenched the blood sword in his hand tightly, forcibly suppressing the restless blood sea power in the blood sword, Xu Lin only allowed the two breaths that came out of him to fight with each other, until another cool sword breath was mixed into it again, Xu Lin's sharp eyes suddenly lit up with a strange light.

The aura on the outside of Xu Lin's body became more and more intense, but his own body became withered, especially the black that danced around, in an instant, with a degree visible to the naked eye, from black to white, until the tail end of the silk, which was originally a jet-black head, had become white like withered grass, although it was still dancing in the air, but it was no longer alive before.

Furrows began to appear on his face, and on Xu Lin's originally young face, wrinkles were dry and cracked on his face like ravines, but the anger in Xu Lin's eyes was still there, and in those strange eyes, there was a completely absolute expression.

Break and then stand, don't break and don't stand!

Since he can't comprehend his own sword intent realm. Then let's break it, instead of being trapped alive here, it is better to break the cauldron and let yourself be reborn from a desperate situation.

The Blood God Condensing Sword is far from being as simple as Xu Lin imagined, according to the old man he met before, this sword trick of his own, has an empty shell but no soul. That is, the way of sword intent.

Then swallow it, Xu Lin squinted at the three sword breaths that were drawn out at the same time, one breath was red, one breath was white, and one breath was smart, until Xu Lin forcibly began to reverse his body of exercises. It was originally three sword breaths that were safe and sound, but finally they couldn't restrain it anymore.

In the outside world, the war is together, it is difficult to stop anymore, the pace of the Demon Sect entering the cultivation world is getting faster and faster, and there are more and more sects that are being crushed, including those scattered cultivators who have no trace and no door.

And on this day. At the foot of Yin Mountain, there is no sun in the sky, it seems that it is always covered by a mist that does not disperse, the surroundings are very quiet, it should be said that this mountain is very quiet, looking at the rolling mountains, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe, but he is leisurely strolling in the meantime. A smile also rippled from time to time on his lips.

Looking up at the mountain, the middle-aged scribe's eyes were not shocked, but the Huashi Confucian shirt was automatically raised without wind, and at this moment, a powerful aura suddenly descended, not from the sky. It was this dark mountain.

The middle-aged scribe shook the folding fan in his hand, and then the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he didn't know what to say, but his feet didn't stop. I saw that where his feet passed, the vegetation on both sides seemed to move, revealing a winding and rugged mountain path, like a black python pressing straight to the top of the mountain, and the middle-aged scribe also stepped over.

On the top of Yin Mountain, an old man in a black robe sat cross-legged, his eyes were closed, and he suddenly opened them, only to see that in the pair of tricks, what flashed out was a light like a knife, and there was a cold air moving, and it was suddenly scraped in this Yin Mountain, like the sound of a ghost crying, which suddenly resounded in the ears of the middle-aged scribe.

"I came uninvited, and I hope that the ancestor will not be blamed!"

When he finished saying this, he saw that the top of Yinshan Mountain was originally a place where there was nothing but the ancestor, but at this time, there was one more person, and it was the middle-aged scribe with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"There are heavenly demons outside the territory, there are demons in people's hearts, demons are hidden in their hearts, waiting for an opportunity to move, no matter how hateful the evil beast is, it can't withstand the pain of this heavenly demon's heart!"

Listening to the sound like a sword rubbing together, the middle-aged scribe was not surprised, but just smiled and said, "Ancestor praises!"

Snorted heavily, the old man who was covered by the black robe, with his knife-like eyes, stared at the other party's body, although his heart was extremely unhappy, but the person in front of him made him a little jealous, but he didn't make a sound.

The middle-aged scribe glanced around lightly, then refocused his gaze on the person in front of him and said: "Not long ago, when I heard that the ancestor crossed the catastrophe, he was calculated by others, and a doppelganger was destroyed. ”

After listening to the words of the middle-aged scribe, the old man known as the ancestor, who was as cold as a ghost, suddenly appeared with a touch of evil energy, and his teeth rattled even more, and then sneered and said: "The way of the heavenly demon is really amazing, in this world, no matter who it is, it is always difficult to escape the induction of the door master!"

The middle-aged scribe shook the folding fan in his hand, and there was a smile on his jade-like face, and then he arched his hand to the ancestor, which was considered an acknowledgement, but he said again: "Today, I came to invite the ancestor down the mountain." ”

After listening to the words of the middle-aged scribe, the ancestor frowned together, and the two eyes like mung beans glanced at the middle-aged scribe tightly: "The Demon Sect has settled in the Central Plains, what does the dispute between you and the Demon have to do with this ancestor!"

"Yes!" the middle-aged scribe smiled lightly, then looked at the ancestor again and said, "This is indeed a problem. ”

The ancestor couldn't help but feel a tense heart, the person in front of him, he knew that his cultivation was unpredictable, and the ghost-like mental calculation was even more frightening, so he couldn't help but close his lips tightly and stared coldly at the middle-aged scribe.

A bead suddenly appeared in the hands of the middle-aged scribe, and then with a slight throw, it was grabbed by the ancestor in the air, and then the middle-aged scribe heyed softly, that is, he stopped speaking.

The ancestor clenched the black beads in his hand, and then looked at it intently, only to see the beads in his hand, exquisitely clear, not to mention, there was a touch of black gas wrapped in it, and the ancestor stretched his brows, snorted coldly, the fingers like ghost claws, after a slight force, the black beads in his hand were shattered, and a black light suddenly rose, but in the ancestor's broken drink, it disappeared.

"Ghost Dao Circle Soul, that's all there is to it?"

Facing the silence of the middle-aged scribe, and then looking at the sly smile on his face, the ancestor frowned and looked at the beads in his hand again, only to see that after the broken beads were dispersed, a brand that looked like gold and not jade appeared.

The ancestor's complexion couldn't help but change immediately, and a pair of mung bean-like eyes almost fell on the brand in his hand, and he exclaimed: "Fu Yin waist card?"

Kunlun, the side peak of the yellow-character porch, suddenly heard a screaming sound like a phoenix, the sound was extremely crisp, but it disappeared in an instant, and a tall and fierce man on the Moon Peak, carrying a bucket full of water in his hand, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Walking to the cliff, through the clouds and mist floating in the mountains at that time, the big man's eyes looked in the direction of the yellow porticor, and after being puzzled for a while, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he smiled and said: "It seems that the little junior brother has gained something!"

And in the Sword Washing Cave, at this time, the cave was full of light, and the wind that didn't know where it came from, a huge whirlpool had formed in the cave, coming out of the blood sword in Xu Lin's hand, and it was frantically devouring all the breath in the cave.

Devour, devour!'

Xu Lin, whose face was withered, shouted frantically, and his bloodshot eyes had an extremely cruel look.

It's just swallowing!

Tian Yuan is assimilation, and the Son of the Blood God lies in sucking, in other words, they are all swallowing, the snake is swallowing, I am swallowing, this is my sword, the sword of the mist, the sword of the python!

Xu Lin found his meaning, looking at the light and shadow in the air, which was still dancing with a sword, Xu Lin grinned the corners of his mouth, and said happily: "Then swallow you first!"

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