"Birth, death."

Under the vast starry sky.

Countless chess pieces flowed and rolled, Ning Yi's divine waterfall dispersed, and he stood under the starry sky, and Baidi's chessboard seemed to be a world that shrouded all living beings and all things.

The wind and snow were like a knife, lifting the broken hair of his temples.

The thin black shirt was blown and rolled, making a sound.

Ning Yi's divine thoughts swept through the singularities one after another, and the hiding place of the new word scroll and the dying word scroll, opening up all the "pilgrimage places". What he was looking for was not only the two volumes of "birth and death"... more importantly, it was a way out.

He is leaving here!

Staying in the Western Demon Realm, the territory of the Golden-winged Great Plug tribe, even if they can escape this disaster, they will not be able to escape the many disasters that follow. The countless chess pieces in the Western Demon Realm, the two elders of the "Nether" behind Bai Zaixu, and the extremely short-sighted little white emperor.

Ning Yi took a deep breath.

In a short period of time, he found two chess pieces, one leading to the "Heavenly God Plateau" in the Southern Demon Realm, and the other leading to the "Gray Border". Both are excellent choices... But now this place is shrouded in and out of the White Emperor's "birth and death" rules, and entry and exit are locked.

Get the volume first.

Ning Yi closed his eyes, and the faint breath left by the word "Fate" scroll flowed and circulated in his eyebrows.

He seemed to have seen a corner of the future.

Grass clips fly.

The blood is hot.

He suddenly opened his eyes, twisted a star in the vast starry sky with his two fingers. The chess piece made a crisp cracking sound, and instantly collapsed and collapsed under the powerful impact of the "Bone Plain".

Ning Yi's hair suddenly flew forward, and the wind and snow in front of him were hanging upside down.

The vast starry sky in front of me and the chess pieces that were as numerous as cows began to tremble violently, and a square portal slowly burned out in the void.

Standing in front of this starry sky gate, Ning Yi was a little dazed.

The sky is full of stars.

Two ancient books.

Life and death, yin and yang are like light and darkness that are destined to oppose each other in the prehistoric world, entangled together like two swimming fish.

Just a glance will make people shocked.

Baidi was not a sword-holder, but he grasped "birth" and "destruction", so he constructed such a perfect world, allowing the pilgrims to obtain "eternal" life and continuously injected his will and faith.

What if you get the "new word volume" and "destroy word volume"?

Ning Yi's lips were a little dry. Can he use these two ancient books to resurrect those who are very important to him... For example, Xu Zang, and more like swordsmanship.

He doesn't know.

Ning Yi subconsciously stretched out a hand, and before his fingertips touched the two "swimming fish" holding each other, a severe sense of crisis came from his back, and his hair exploded all over his body and turned around in a creepy manner.

Dragon Slaying Platform!

In front of Ning Yi, in the heavy snow, there was a giant dragon the size of a snow-capped mountain, spreading its scarlet lips and teeth, and suddenly clenched its teeth!

The Vajra's body trembled violently.

Ning Yi's body bone seemed to be bitten off by this bite. The "Dragon Slaying Platform" can still use it in this rule-bound place... ignoring distance and ignoring demonic power.

This is a treasure that is involved in "cause and effect".

Just cut off the guillotine.

Then he will definitely kill the person he chose.

A large amount of blood was spurted out between Ning Yi's mouth and nose. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the woman in white robe holding the ancient bronze platform high in the heavy snow in the distance.

Where is the black hibiscus...

In the wind and snow, the "Black Hibiscus" who had originally resisted the woman in white robe, and as soon as she was slashed out from the Dragon Slaying Platform, she chose to retreat, cut the wind and snow with her, and took her back suddenly.

She saw the ancient starry sky gate floating at the end of the wind and snow.

I also saw a human named Ning who was swallowed by the "Dragon Slaying Platform". This treasure is indeed domineering, but it should not be able to kill him...

Hei Jin came to Ning Yi in just a moment, and before the person arrived, the sound came.

"If you want to survive, wait for me to get these two ancient books."

There was a flash of killing in Ning Yi's eyes.

Hei Jin was still thinking about her "Mountain Word Scroll", and now she was really planning... She wanted to use Bai Zaoxu's hands to clean up herself, and then she could take the opportunity to gain the benefits of the fisherman and get both the new and the word Scroll.

It's really a good plan.

Ning Yi pressed down a mouthful of blood in his chest, and watched Hei Jin pass by him and instantly enter the ancient door.

The power of the "Dragon-Slaying Platform" was overwhelming. Ning Yi bent down and bowed, pressed one hand on the snowy ground, and raised his head.

He opened the sky eyes of Laolong Mountain, and his pupils were filled with golden brilliance.

I saw countless slender black lines swarming from the heavy snow and gathering towards my neck.

Want to behead yourself?

I guess this is the danger of the "Dragon-Slaying Platform", the guillotine is beheaded and the throat is locked by cause and effect.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and thought of the miserable appearance of "Wu Daozi" being cut off his head with one knife. The monk did not resist and just "behaved to death" like this, which was considered to be calm.

It's a pity.

I am different from Wu Daozi.

"Want to kill me?"

Ning Yi took a deep breath.

He drew his sword with both hands and unsheathed it. The long light of the thin snow spreads through the darkness between the sky and the earth, and the heavy snow is blown up by the sword energy.

Just like at Tiandu Inn, he used his Vajra body to play the "Thousand Hands" move.

Bai Zaoxiu, who held the "Slaying Dragon Platform" high in the distance, his pupils contracted.

She saw a young figure standing in the snow, pulling his sword out of the sheath.

One sword shadow after another, slashing and slashing, one sword after another, was no longer an illusory shadow, but a solid sword energy that had not dissipated for a long time. The young man named Ning seemed to have a thousand arms, and he held more than just a sword.

But a thousand swords.

The old dragon transformed from the Dragon Slaying Platform rushed forward against the ground, opened its bloody mouth, and instantly hit the sword energy. The entire dragon body was shattered by the sword energy. Countless heavy snow splashed within three feet beside Ning Yi, turning into two rumbles of turbulent tides. As the sword energy swept, this three-foot barrier became larger and larger, from three feet to three feet, and then to thirty feet, until a huge magic figure emerged.

The wind and snow were lifted up, like a Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva rising from the ground, spreading a snow curtain above his head, slowly stretching out thousands of arms, holding his own swords, and finally posing a tall and stern treasure elephant.

Dragon Slay!

An old dragon hit the sword energy Bodhisattva, hitting the stone with an egg, splashing like flying chips.

Bai Zaoyou's expression turned pale.

She gritted her teeth and stared at the man in the black robe who was like a god descending to earth in the wind and snow. This posture manifested itself, and even the "birth and death" rules set by the White Emperor seemed to be cut open by the man's sword energy.

What kind of sword is this?

Princess Bai's eyes became gloomy, and she also had a treasure under the box.

If used, even if this man has great supernatural powers and all kinds of skills, he will never escape death!

She pressed one hand against her waist, and she was heavy and did not burst out.

The next moment, her pupils suddenly contracted.

After cutting open a whole old dragon, the huge sword energy Bodhisattva with a magical figure dozens of feet high trembled and shook under the rules of the White Emperor's heaven and earth. Countless heavy snow poured over the crown of the "Bodhisattva" and collapsed, like a waterfall, with pure white snow tides rumbling down.

He was wearing a black robe and rushed out of the heavy snow tide.

Ning Yi began to run with his sword.

In an instant, he reached Bai Zaixu from the throne of the sword energy Bodhisattva. The speed was so fast that the latter could not have expected.

Xixue's sword edge lingered with the hot wind and thunder, aiming at Bai Zaixue's chest and stabbed it straight in.

There was a dull "bang".

It's not a sudden sound that pierces the flesh and blood.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, and a cold light like gold and iron flashed across Bai Zaoxiu's robe. The robe on this princess of the East Demon Realm was not only of such a treasure, but even Xixue could not pierce it directly!

However, the power of this sword is so strong that even if it does not pierce the robe, it will be enough to directly kill a cultivator below the tenth level.

Bai Zaixu took the sword without any warning, and flew backwards with his whole body, his feet kept stepping on the wind and snow, and he struggled to stand firm in the heavy snow tide of the collapse of the sword energy Bodhisattva. Before he could breathe a breath, his throat was sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Her face was as pale as paper.

In the Eastern Demon Realm for so many years... no one dared to hurt her, and no one could hurt her!

Bai Zaixue slapped his cheeks hard, and the golden murderous thoughts between her eyebrows became brighter and hotter.

She shouted loudly.

"Ning Yi!"
To be continued...