The sky has feelings, and the sad rain falls. The beautiful shadows in the rain are sad and beautiful, and the white armor further contrasts the nobility of Rakshasa.

When you first meet, you don’t know each other. When you meet again, you will be dead.

Later, the relationship was formed by the scroll of the earth, and when the sky fire burned, life came to save the life.

On the most painful days, the sun is gone, and the lonely heart is the only one who can accompany you.

Ning Chen felt heartbroken, and tears were as painful as rain. Whether it was rain or tears, it was hard to tell at this moment.

The heavy rain fell from the sky, washing away the blood on the two of them, but it could not wash away the redness in their tears.

"In this life, the ghost girl has no regrets."

The ghost girl stroked the former's face, a gentle smile flashed in her eyes, and she said softly.

I will not regret this life. If there is a next life, will the ghost girl wish to meet again? The ghost girl has no time to ask, her slender hands are hanging down and her body falls into her arms.

The torn heart is like a thousand swords cutting. The surrounding hands gently hugged the woman in front of me into my arms, and my heart sinks from then on.

"Ghost Girl"

The earnest cry never replied. The pouring rain and thunder accompanied me, as if I was crying for the sad scene in this world.

The ghost source and the dark source turn into starlight and fly out, and there may be a future and reincarnation passes by, and a similar flower blooms on the earth.

Rumbled, the thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and a purple light fur figure appeared in the sky, and the spell activated, engaging the ghost and the power of the origin of the underworld.

The eyes suddenly raised, murderous intent was overwhelming, and the thunder roared and illuminated the blood redness in their eyes.

The body of Rakshasa was instantly frozen. The next moment, the plain clothes disappeared and appeared again, and it was already above the sky.

The knife that was slashing and stunning, even the sky was cut through a dark gap. Zong Qianqiu was shocked and turned his palms to block it, but he heard a loud bang and fell directly and fell on the earth.

The plain clothes moved and fell down in an instant, and the sword light fell again, and its power was unsatisfactory.

"Marquis Zhiming, the person from my God Cult, isn't you able to move."

One hand appeared, blocking the brilliant sword light, flying in black and red clothes, extraordinary and heroic.

The green bird arrived later, with the sword intent surging and sharp and sharp.

The leader of Yongye was unwilling to be entangled, so he brought Zong Qianqiu up, and his figure retreated, but just a few flashes, and disappeared.

In the distance, the Lord of the Four Poles Realm was unwilling to face the siege of the two powerful men of the times, Zhiming Hou and Prince Yan, who were lucky enough to be alone. He moved his feet and withdrew from the battle.

The two enemies retreated, Prince Yan restrained his breath, looked at the figure in the rain in the distance, sighed softly, and turned around and left.

The ruthless one hurts others, and the ruthless one hurts oneself. The love disaster is the most difficult disaster in the world.

The figure on the kneeling ground was motionless, allowing the blood to flow through itself, but it seemed that he didn't know that the blood-red eyes and bright red tears flowed out, and with the pouring rain, one drop after another.

"hehe"

The most sad and lost voices, only the heart-wrenching laughter echoed between the world, louder and louder, and more crazy.

The rumbling thunder sounded, and at this moment, he also calmed down his breath and did not dare to drop again.

...

The Eternal Night Divine Sect, the Abyss of Darkness, in the dark breath, a purple light fur figure floats up and down, the demonic atmosphere flows, and there is an unattainable sacred divine breath, and it is difficult to distinguish between gods and demons.

After a long time, even though Qianqiu's figure fell, his injuries had healed most of them. He knelt on the ground and said respectfully, "Thank you, Lord."

"The ghost source is in short supply, Zong Qianqiu, this time, you disappointed me again," said a deep voice in the darkness.

Zong Qianqiu lowered his head and told the crime, "The Lord atones for his sins, and the Marquis of Zhiming took action to stop him. The subordinates only had time to seize the underworld source. The remaining half of the ghost source will definitely find a way to seize the remaining one as soon as possible."

"No need, this Marquis Zhiming is not so easy to deal with. It is important to retrieve the Daoyuan first. This time, let Xia Ziyi go."

"Yes" Zong Qianqiu respectfully and respectfully understands the order.

The dark aura returned, and Qianqiu stood up and left, and walked directly to the first temple in the distance.

The First Temple, in the empty temple, a figure in the mysterious clothes sat quietly. There was no human emotion in the cold and deep eyes. The powerful demonic energy exuded terrible pressure, which made people feel chill all over.

"Demon Lord" Zong Qianqiu held his fists and bowed politely, saying.

"What's the matter?" In the hall, a cold voice sounded and echoed.

"Kill the Tao body and take the Tao source" Zong Qianqiu said in a deep voice.

Wushuang City, a secret letter was sent in. After receiving it, a strange color flashed in his eyes and he spoke, "Xuanzhi"

"The subordinate is here" Xuanzhi walked out and said respectfully.

"Go to the Eternal Night Divine Sect and retrieve the Jade of Creation in Heaven and Earth" said coldly.

"yes"

Xuanzhi took the order and turned around and left.

In front of the Eternal Night Divine Sect, two figures passed by, one left, and the other in the future, Xuanzhi respectfully gave in and avoided the Demon Lord with white hair and black clothes.

Linglangshan, forgot your worries and was ordered to support the war. Suddenly, the demonic atmosphere ahead was prosperous, and a figure of a mysterious prince's clothing slowly walked towards him, with white hair flying and dancing in the wind.

Wangyou narrowed his eyes, his mind calmed down, and he was so strong that he was a demonic spirit.

"Reincarnation"

The demon spoke, the magic sword flew out and fell into his hand. The terrifying demonic power shook, and Linglangshan suddenly became dark.

Forgetful thoughts are so delicate that he guessed the identity of the person soon. There is only one person with this cultivation and demonic energy in the world, the new lord of the First Temple of Eternal Night, the Demon Lord.

The fact is obvious that she was betrayed by the realm master, otherwise, the Eternal Night Demon Lord would not have appeared here by such a coincidence.

I had time to think about it before, and the mysterious demon shadow in front of me had moved, the magic sword of reincarnation swept through instantly, and the black demonic atmosphere was flowing, as heavy as a mountain.

Wangyou raised his hand, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, turning into barriers in front of him. With a turn, the spiritual energy shaking and opening the sword in front of him.

The demon stepped, moved, returned to the sword, and killed everything in awe. He rose from his body, and the sword intent hovered, and the sword fell again and again.

With a bang, the spiritual barrier shattered, a bright red flew up, holding the magic sword in his slender hand, and blood flowed down the sword body.

"Emperor, you shouldn't be in the devil's way"

Wangyou looked solemn, and his other hand moved the surrounding wind and clouds, trapping the demon emperor.

However, Xia Ziyi could no longer hear it. After a turn of reincarnation, she broke free from the bondage, and the spinning sword condensed the original body, the demonic atmosphere rose, and the black sword energy rushed straight into the sky.

The sword energy fell, the sky collapsed, the earth collapsed, the rocks shattered, the entire Linglang Mountain shook violently, and the stones flew down and fell down.

The demonic atmosphere was rushing, and a trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of Wangyou's mouth, and he turned his palms back and Hao Yuan was surging.

The demon fights with one move, and the sword becomes even more powerful. The demon sword is so terrified that the fate is lost.

The demon at the peak of the Five Tribulations is not inferior to the three disasters. Within the moves, the murderous intent is revealed without leaving any vitality.

The shaking Linglang Mountain has reached its limit, and the shattered boulders are constantly smashing down, making the battle situation even more dangerous.

Seeing that the power of the demon was unstoppable, Wangyou gathered all over the world of heaven and earth. He stepped lightly with lotus steps, and was close to the road. He waved his hand to deprive all the spiritual energy within a thousand feet of radius and restrained himself.

The spiritual energy disappeared, and the magic sword's power was immediately restrained. With the wave, the power was greatly reduced and it was difficult to exert all its strength.

Before the slender hand, the magic sword was difficult to move, and was blocked by the spiritual barrier and could not make any progress.

The strength of the Tao body was at this moment, and the sharpness first appeared.

"Quit"

With a cold shout, the demonic atmosphere in the demon's body exploded, endless black air overflowed, and the weakened sword momentum instantly returned to its original sharpness, even better than three points.

The sudden change was unpredictable, but when a trace of demonic energy entered the body, Wangyou groaned and took three steps back.

The demonic energy that sealed the forbidden land of Daxia for hundreds of years was amazing. Although the spiritual energy of Forget-Wuyou blocked the heaven and earth could restrain others, it had no effect on Xia Ziyi.

The Taoist body is stronger, the demon is stronger, and the absolute strength is in conflict. One sound is heard in Linglang Mountain, and the space trembles.

The blood scattered with a scattered red sword's edge. The two of them took two steps back, and their bodies were sublimated and they penetrated the world.

The next moment, the extreme encounter was met, and everything exploded, and the entire Linglang Mountain seemed to be suffering from a heavenly disaster, collapsed and destroyed.

A beautiful figure flew out from the shattered sand and gravel, and then dragged his wounded body and rushed towards the west.

"Can you escape?"

The power of the demon spreads, the wild sand dissipates, and the demon with white hair in black clothes and leaves, and its figure flashes and chases after it.

Two figures galloping forward and behind, two streams of light passed through the sky, and disappeared before they could blink.

The injured Taoist body, blood flowed down the corners of the mouth, dyed her clothes red, and was congenitally restrained, completely losing the balance of this battle, which was originally unpredictable.

He was in a foreign land and was betrayed by the realm master. Wangyou had nowhere to go and could only sweep towards the Daxia Imperial City. In this strange realm, he was the only one who could trust.

Just as Daxia Imperial City was approaching, suddenly, a powerful palm slapped, and Wangyou couldn't avoid it. With a bang, he vomited vermilion.

The figure standing in front, holding a purple lightning spear, was roaring heroic. He was the first divine general of the Eternal Night Divine Sect, Bai Qi.

There is a god general in front of him blocking the way, and a demon king behind him is forced to die. In the situation of being trapped and killed, the Taoist body is difficult to move forward first. Forget the worries and barely stabilize the body. He sighed deeply in his heart. Today, perhaps it has really come to an end.

"Dao Body, today you can't escape." Bai Qi moved, purple lightning and thunder sounded, and a shot cut off his soul, and it was like opening the sky.

Wangyou avoided the sharp spear's sharpness, and when he returned, the magic sword finally arrived, and the powerful demonic power shook, a waterfall of blood stained the sky red, and blood rain fell all over the sky.

The Taoist body, which was severely damaged, was flowing with blood on the left shoulder, and was soaked in most of its skirt. The Demon Lord came, and Wangyou had no chance of escaping from birth, and he could only accept the arrival of death.

Wangyou did not expect the betrayal of the realm master, and he didn't know that after this betrayal, it was just for the jade of creation in heaven and earth, and people were not as good as things, so it was so sad.

The Daxia Imperial City is close, but it is still a thousand miles away. Even the innate powerful people have no time to save them. Today, the fall of the Tao body is a foregone conclusion.

In the Daxia Imperial City, the Immortal Marquis Mansion, ice and snow fell in the backyard, and a figure in plain clothes stood there silently. It had not moved for two days and two nights. In the wind and snow, an ice coffin cast by frost forced the years to stop the years, forcibly leaving behind that beautiful figure.

Liu Ruoxi and Ning Xi looked at the Hou in front of the coffin with a worried look on their faces, but did not dare to disturb him.

"Breaking the Sorrow"

At this moment, the figure who had been silent for two days finally spoke. As soon as the words came, in the study not far away, Boshang and Xietian trembled violently, and then turned into two streams of light and flew out quickly.
Chapter completed!