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Volume Three: Human Skin Coat Chapter 510: Turning from Mist to Light

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    A long rainbow rose from the sky, and the smoke and clouds moved one after another, disappearing on the top of Kunlun, and together with the morning glow, turned into a ball of flame.  ¡ð As for those people on the Kunlun Mountains, because of the demon Lord¡¯s last black demon burst, it seemed like the sky was falling. It seemed that the boundless Great Wall built by the substantial black demon energy was scattered on the Kunlun Mountains, and there were black fire streams hanging all over the sky.  Similar.  Xu Lin took his last glance and happened to see the scene of clouds blocking out the sun, boundless clouds and dust falling all over the mountain, a huge Kunlun, thousands of cultivators, but no one could stop it. At this point, one person  Kunlun is finished.  But in Xu Lin's mind, he was even more hesitant about the performance of Xuande Ancestor. No matter how the old man fought fiercely with the Demon Lord before he didn't see it, or whether he finally flew into the sky on a dragon,  But the result was unsatisfactory, and Xu Lin was not allowed to see how majestic each other should be in the realm of becoming gods.  And when another thought arose, Xu Lin couldn't help but tremble all over. What he thought of was the figure of another real person. The figure that Xu Lin had always been afraid of, the master of Kunlun, Qinghong. Why was this old man missing?  Faced with such an embarrassing situation of catastrophe in Kunlun, he didn't come forward? A burst of heat surged in the Dan Mansion. Suddenly, Xu Lin, who was sweating on his forehead, was brought back to reality. Putting aside those messy thoughts,  At this time, he could be said to have perfected the sword realm, and was nourished by the blood of dragons and snakes. What he wanted to do was to find a secret realm where he could practice with peace of mind.  The Wuqueying behind them followed Xu Lin step by step. These people could see what they, the so-called leader, had done on Kunlun Mountain, but they still followed them closely. Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Lin's mouth naturally curled up.  There was an inexplicable arc.  On the horizon, a cloud of clouds suddenly floated. In the rosy light flying in the sky, the arc that could not help but laugh at the corner of Xu Lin's mouth, it was not fast.  The white sword in white clothes was struck. The moment the sword sounded softly, clouds and flowers exploded all over the sky. The sword light in white clothes came in a straight line. The moment Xu Lin stood still, the Wuqueying behind him seemed to have been prepared.  Back and up.  One party wants to kill himself, and the other party wants to prove his loyalty.  That sword, there was a roar that turned into a rainbow and split the sky, while the group of black crows melted away bit by bit, dividing the sword into more than a dozen parts to block it.  Xu Lin saw with his own eyes that the blood-killing monk danced the huge Buddha shovel and broke the beginning of the sword, and then the Yingzhuan Taoist blocked the remaining sound, and then the Hateful Heavenly Wolf smashed the tail force that came up with a punch.  Son.  This technique was done in a precise and precise manner, and it can also be said to be just right, but the premise is that the sword was not used by his senior sister Mingru.  In an instant, the original sword seemed to have been blocked. In the middle of the cold fist of Hate Tianlang, the lingering sound that had disappeared in the dying moments was lingering and lingering in this space.  One sword, somehow, turned into thousands of swords.  His face suddenly changed and he hated Sirius. He immediately made a decision and wanted to escape far away. The sword was like a white snow sword. Immediately, under unknown circumstances, it had already swiped across his neck, while Xu Lin, who was standing far away,  , but there was no reaction. In fact, this sword was also a sword that he had never thought of.  A head fell from the air like this. At this moment, the white sword light exploded in the middle of Wuque Camp. One sword turned into thousands of swords, and thousands of swords were derived from one sword. Xu Lin just like this  As he watched helplessly, blood flowers bloomed in the air, and the white clothed man stood clearly in front of him.  There is a smile tugging at the corner of the mouth, there are eyes focused forward, a sword breath is pulsating, and the face has long been as pale as paper, and it no longer has the peach blossom-like beauty.  The blood of Wuque Camp turned into a continuous rain of blood and fell from the sky. The half-headed corpse fell from Xu Lin's eyes. The one who was killed with one sword was actually the whole camp's monks. She Mingru actually wanted to commit suicide.  Destroy the realm? Xu Lin's face was normal, and he looked at her in front of him calmly, but her right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly without saying a word.  The breath of the sword around Xu Lin's body was billowing like water vapor. He looked into the opponent's eyes, grinned and said: "A good sword can kill thousands of people." Mingru raised his sword again without saying anything and pointed at it.  The person holding it was none other than Xu Lin.  "Are you really going to die?" Xu Lin frowned slightly, but had already put away his previous smile, and asked seriously.  Mingru's sword, with its white light as white as snow, and the cold air around Xu Lin's body, seemed to have answered Xu Lin's previous sentence.  "How can you stop me again if you are like this?" The golden snake mark on Xu Lin's forehead was flashing with golden light, and blood was everywhere. He took another look at the figure as proud as a snow lotus and said: "If you don't leave,  I will really kill you." The sword rainbow passed through the air, and the short distance disappeared in a flash, and there was a crisp sound, and there was another sword, which was already in Xu Lin's hand.  Ru's sword, with a slight swing, disappeared into the turbulence.  And Xu Lin¡¯s body shape is more than that, the sword body isThe sky rose, raindrops fell in an instant, and suddenly fell in the sky above Mingru. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and Mingru's figure turned sharply downwards. White lotuses spread out beside him, even if he could block Xu Lin's attack.  The breath of the sword fell into the rain, but it was still a bit reluctant.  The sword that was struck just now was a thousand swords, first the sword rainbow split the air, and then the sword energy came close to the square inch. She understood it clearly, but she didn't have the mental skills to support it. She just squeezed out her own cultivation to support it.  , the melon is really a bit strong, and the taste is not sweet.  And how could he, Xu Lin, not see that at this moment, Mingru's state was unstable, as if it could break like a mountain at any time, but the sword just now was really excellent, and it had a bit of the silence of space, but it was ridiculous.  It's just a hair's breadth, but it's really a thousand miles away. If the essence is not grasped, a sword will be a thousand times more difficult.  Xu Lin drew casually, and the sword breath fell like a drizzle. It still continued, but in the gaps, there was a faint flicker of light, and then turned into a rainbow again, like bunches of white light breaking through the clouds. When it fell suddenly, the lotus flower  Split and disintegrate into the air.  Mingru's sword was still in his hand, but the scene of the sword being drawn out of the white sky no longer existed. He, Xu Lin, did not kill him in pain, but just chopped off a few white lotuses beside Mingru, and the sword was transformed into sword energy.  The fog then turned into rainbow-like white light, and the complete demonstration appeared in front of Mingru's eyes. The corner of Xu Lin's mouth moved and said: "Senior sister, get out of the way." Mingru didn't move, looking at Xu Lin leisurely, lingering, and suddenly  Ranran smiled, and raised the sword again, silently pointing at Xu Lin again.  The murderous intention has already begun, Xu Lin's face is cold, and the murderous impulse that he wants to suppress with all his strength can no longer be concealed, and it is clearly revealed in his eyes.  Ming Ru's sword moved again, and the sword danced across the sky and the earth, and the figure was like a white lotus. The sword rose from the sky, and fell into the white stars. The sword came, transformed into a thousand hundred, and slashed towards Xu Lin. The gesture never left him again.  Leave no escape route.  And what she cut off was not only her own, but also Xu Lin's, leaving no room for anything. But Xu Lin didn't want to, and he didn't want to, so the moment the rainbow light flashed, when the blood refining divine light just started,  Another sword roared, approaching from far away, and the sword glow was as golden as the sun. It was so majestic and majestic that it drowned everything near Xu Lin. Xu Lin was shocked and turned pale and said: "Bitch!" Talking about the world's practice in the past  In the world, there is a sword in Shushan, which is regarded as the best sword in the world, and he, Kunlun, also has a sword, and is regarded as a sword that can compete with that sword. It is the first master of Wangyue Peak among the four peaks of Kunlun, Qingxu Lao Tao  , is a beautiful story about a sword that can shock a dragon.  But this time the sword did not have a shocking effect, but there was a majestic golden light that shone in all directions, and it was intended to kill.  But to be able to face the magnificence of this sword, it is the majestic fog that is as gloomy as blood as Xu Lin's face. The golden snake sword vomits blood like a snake letter, and turns the red mist into rainbow light. The same majestic atmosphere, one sword against another,  Another slash after another, with a roar in the sky and the earth. As for that white figure, between the two, a thousand swords pierced Xu Lin's heart.  In the past, Xu Lin, who was also the "Blood God Son", might not be afraid of Ming Ru's sword, but Xu Lin, who had transformed most of the "Blood God Son" into the Blood God Sword Intent, could no longer control his body like a blood demon.  He, who had turned from reality to reality and turned into millions of blood, could not just let Mingru's sword pierce his heart.  The body bag on the waist flashed with black light, and a majestic body suddenly appeared in front of Xu Lin, and the sword had already come, and the sword passed by, and the moment the sword tip penetrated the body,  Xu Lin's eyes came closer, Xu Lin shouted sharply: "Get out!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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