Qingzhou, Jianzhai, Jianyuan.

There are all kinds of worlds, the sunset is dark and the setting sun is shining, isolated from this loneliness.

"Senior Brother." Today's loneliness seemed to be broken. A man stood in front of a lonely grave. There were no handwriting on the monument, and it was as smooth as a mirror.

There was also a man sitting on the monument. A person like him had no importance of age, because his name was Feixian, the unique sword spirit in the world.

Feixian opened his eyes, and a black light flashed in his eyes: "I have said it a few times, don't you ask."

"Then why are there no names on the monument?" said the man.

"He came from nothingness and returned to nothingness. What name does he want?" Feixian said coldly. He was a sword spirit, buried with the master, like an ordinary sword weapon, lonely for life. But few people know that he was once a human being.

"The sword must be buried with the master forever," the man said, "so you confine yourself here."

After a moment of silence, he smiled slightly: "Senior Brother, it doesn't matter if you don't admit me, but I'm very worried about you. This time, I'll let me take action."

A terrifying will suddenly erupted from Feixian's body. It was limited to a few feet in a radius. The void seemed to be crushed thousands of times. The terrifying sound of "squeezing" was endless, and the entire sword garden began to shake and shaking.

The man's figure was also transparent and solid in this sound, solid and transparent, as if he had died thousands of times, but he just couldn't die because he still had another name, the Demon Lord of Xidu Pure Land.

That is a positional career, and only those who also have a positional career can kill it.

"If you dare to take action, I will kill you!" Feixian said coldly.

"You can't kill me." The man said a little bleak, "I have already foreseeed this trip."

"You said you never believe in fate, otherwise why would you come back from there?" Feixian sneered, "It's just another failure, and it's meaningless..."

"No, the way back is not the fate, maybe I can return to nothingness forever this time." The man's mouth flew, and he was immediately amazingly charming. It was the accumulation of time and the implementation of faith: "It has been too mysterious and silent for too long, and his choice has never been wrong."

"Maybe, but I can't see it." Feixian said. He looked at a small purple sword half-fingered in his palm, "She will witness it for me."

"Maybe, I shouldn't have taken action." The man stared at Zi Jian for a while, and suddenly turned around, "I'm sorry, let you stay with me for so long." He took two steps and then disappeared.

"Do what you should do..." Feixian was silent for a long time, with a smile on his face. He took away the purple sword and his figure flashed away.

...

Juzhou, battlefield.

Long Yinyao chased after about ten miles away, and the man in black stopped and slowly turned around and said, "Your Highness Long, let me introduce myself first."

He gave a slight salute: "One of the great commanders of disasters, Lan Luofang."

Long Yinyao looked at him sneered and said, "The parrot is learned from the tongue, and the monkey is so arrogant, it looks a bit like a human being."

"It is said that Your Highness Long has never forgiven others for his clever mouth, and it is indeed nothing wrong." Lan Luofang didn't care and smiled, "My general is already waiting in the Demon God Palace, please."

"Oh? Why do you think this palace will follow you obediently?" Long Yinyao said slowly.

There was a rustling sound of grass, forty or fifty monsters emerged from behind Lan Luofang, and forty or fifty monsters emerged from Long Yinyao's left and right. The remaining 149 disasters were all here.

"We don't like to use force." Lan Luofang said lightly, "If your highness is willing to cooperate properly, we should respect ourselves."

Long Yinyao raised her head slightly, and the dim afterglow shone on her jade cheeks, giving a sense of inexplicable meaning: "Why did Liu Muyan invite me? If I say it, I might not resist."

"What other reason does the Princess of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea need to visit the Demon God Palace?" Lan Luofang narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly made a gesture, and a light red light spread out from his feet.

"Everything has a reason." Long Yinyao said, "Do you know the reason for the failure of the disaster? It's your fifty brothers. In fact, we have long noticed their existence. Unfortunately, just when they were on their mission, the junior brother discovered Liu Muyan's poisonous plan and arrived in time to save Liu Wuyi."

Lan Luofang's face suddenly sank: "So that's it! Congratulations to Your Highness, you have successfully aroused my murderous intent. I am considering whether to bring your body back to see Your Majesty."

Long Yinyao said, "I think the White Elephant Clan is another commander. Do you really want to kill me? He asked me to bring you a word."

Lan Luofang was stunned and subconsciously said, "What do you mean?"

At this time, there were light red auras under the feet of the 149 disasters, like the net formed by the Nighthawk Knight, covering the hidden grass.

"He asked you to be his company." Long Yinyao smiled sweetly.

"Looking for death!" Lan Luofang was furious and said, "Take it!"

The disasters suddenly jumped left and right, and the faint red aura suddenly intertwined into a complex and unsolvable net, wrapping Long Yinyao from bottom to top.

"The God-locking Formation, Junior Brother has guessed it long ago. You have no other ability to measure your disasters. Without Dongdu, you can't do anything." Long Yinyao's dragon soul was imprisoned and could not move, but she was still calm.

The net was frantically oppressing Long Yinyao's protective dragon essence and gradually shrinking.

"So what if I guess?" Lan Luofang said coldly.

"Since I guessed, why wouldn't I take precautions?" Long Yinyao smiled, "In your opinion, there must be a difference in the hearts of our junior brother for us generals. So he left Tongtong Xiaobai by his side and let me run around on the battlefield to attract your attention."

"Oh? Why did your highness take precautions? Why should we attract our attention?" Lan Luofang smiled coldly. One hundred and forty-nine disasters, plus the God-locking Formation and Demon-Binding Net, this was a powerful combat power that could sweep tens of thousands of troops, and he was not afraid at all.

"Of course..." Long Yinyao's pretty face suddenly sank, "Forever to avoid future troubles!"

Just as the net was about to shrink to its limit, several sword energy fell from the void, and the sound of "chila" tear the net into pieces.

Lan Luofang was shocked and hurriedly looked up. He saw a huge crimson mesh covering the void, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Divine Locking Array?"

"Good eyesight." Long Yinyao's chuckle sounded outside. At some point, she had already flashed outside the Internet.

Lan Luofang responded to his joke without any intention, because his mind was already shocked by the hundreds of Nighthawk Knights falling down: "Eagle?"

It was not until the net was about to touch him that he suddenly came back to his senses: "Kill them!"

Dozens of disasters instantly soared into the air, a wisp of darkness silently crossed the void, and dozens of disasters fell to the ground without even humming.

"Who!" Before he could not answer, Lan Luofang's body was steaming with demonic power. He had already spit out a mouthful of demonic evil, but it was cut in half out of thin air.

Before the net fell, four figures suddenly snatched out from the back of the net, which made Lan Luofang, who was about to fight back, pale his face, and then raised his head and let out a terrifying wolf howl. His body suddenly changed, transforming into a silver-gray giant wolf. At the same time, dozens of changing figures in the disaster also rushed towards the crimson net, and naturally tied up without accident. However, once the net began to shrink, the rest of the disaster took the opportunity to dodge.

One of the four figures sneered: "Good decisiveness, but the gap in strength is right in front of you. Just kill me just by yourself, and resisting is futile!"

Yu Dao Killing disciples said this, so they were naturally quite confident. Although the disaster was powerful, hundreds of Nighthawk Knights were even stronger. With five masters siege formations, Lan Luofang was killed without sending a decent counterattack.

...

"Fifth brother, darkness never comes."

Sang Yu smiled and said, her beauty was as beautiful as a painting, her smile was as picturesque. She fell lightly like a dead leaf, and the mysterious female demon pill turned into ashes in an instant. The spiritual soul was impacted by the dark power transmitted from the darkness, with heart-wrenching scolding...

Sang Yu didn't feel any of these anymore, she fell into Yingyue Lake.

Su Fu waved his hand and waved the Sword Domain, closed his eyes slightly, everything had its limits, and this lie was obviously not something she could bear now.

"Sang Yu!"

The golden crow returned to its original body, and the ancient river map was like a big dream. He rushed down suddenly, but then his movements slowed down, and he knelt beside Sang Yu with trembling body, twitching his lips: "You... why are you so stupid? A sinner like me is not worthy of you..."

"Fifth Brother..." Sang Yu opened her beautiful eyes slightly and gently stroked his cheek, "I'm cold..."

Gu Hetu hugged her tightly, tears filled her eyes, and she returned to the snowy night of that year in a trance.

...

"Who are you? How could you sleep in the plum garden?" He helped up the little girl who fainted from hunger under the plum tree.

"I'm cold..." The little girl finally woke up and said two words.

He had no choice but to carry her into his arms to keep her warm and take her back to the attic.

"What's your name? Eat slowly, there are still many more." He said softly at the little girl who was eating voraciously.

"I like Fusang. From now on, your name will be Sangyu. That means light." He stroked her hair gently, "You are the descendant of the last erbeast who is wandering outside. When the Buddha demons fought and the erbeast clan was destroyed, the master felt very guilty about this. I go and ask him to accept you as his disciple, and he will definitely agree."

"Don't be afraid, no one can bully you with me!" On the way to the Demon God Palace, the little girl timidly pulled the corner of his clothes, and he turned around to encourage him.

...

Su Fu used his spiritual consciousness to investigate. Sang Yu's demon body was destroyed and his spiritual soul was destroyed, and there was no possibility of recovery. All things in the world and the creatures were numerous. The demon clan condensed the spiritual soul and never entered the cycle of reincarnation. Once the spiritual soul was destroyed, it would be completely destroyed.

Su Tong was still holding Su Fu tightly and staring at the scene in a daze.

"Don't be afraid, with the fifth brother here, how could the fifth brother leave you alone?" Gu Hetu held the body that had lost its temperature, his face full of gentleness. A flame ignited again on his body.

He looked at Butterfly Yexue who had woken up, his eyes were covered with scars, "Mom, the child is unfilial."

When you hurt others, aren’t you also being hurt?

Die Yexue smiled and shook her head: "You will always be the pride of your mother."
Chapter completed!