"Perhaps death is also a kind of continuation." The smile on the face of the young man in black gradually began to fade. He stared at the woman in white not far away who had begun to want to kill him, but did not look at her who was approaching. Bursts of black smoke and dust, like the desert sand in the northwest, gradually began to permeate the surroundings of the woman in white, and the cold air was like a sudden drop of frost. "Gardenia!" The young man in black sighed for no reason. In a daze, he seemed to think of that starry night, the person who watered the flowers at night, and the look in her eyes that looked at him with joy, but it was full of longing. He smelled her smell in the air. "Wanru" The woman in white wanted to continue talking, but was suddenly interrupted by the young man in black: "I know everything." Then he stood up, his black gown reflecting his face. She was pale and her gloomy smile became more and more bitter, but only for a moment, the woman in white was confused as if in a dream. However, the result will never change. Chen Wanru is still dead, and he, Xu Lin, is still alive. The black smoke is steaming like fire. Facing the murderous intention of the woman in white, Xu Lin stood up calmly, stared at her, stretched out his five fingers, and said: "We are friends!" The woman in white sneered, waved her hands and said, "I am Hongjun. Let¡¯s have a friend like you!¡± The black smoke turned into a black snake, with gleaming black scales, and it immediately rushed towards Xu Lin like a flood that broke a bank. But he didn't move, nor did he draw his sword. There was only a faint red light between his five fingers. Just when countless black snake heads were about to bite Xu Lin, a red light suddenly appeared. The same snake head, but red. Like blood. The Yunlu Golden Clothes is a secret treasure that Xu Lin obtained from the Immortal Mansion. It has been refined by Xu Lin with the Blood God Son. Every time he climbed up the realm, Xu Lin never forgot to refining his only defensive secret treasure. Now, this golden cloud-like garment has long lost its original gold and white colors, but is instead red. Such as blood, Xu Lin renamed it as red blood. So the black robe turned into a red robe. Countless red snakes competed to bite the black snakes that rushed forward. The two colors intertwined, and the sound of gold and iron was like thunder. Just between the two of them, the surrounding buildings collapsed and shattered. The practitioners who originally wanted to watch the excitement immediately turned into birds and beasts. Although the scene of two real people fighting was rare, the scene of affecting Chiyu was too ugly, so it was tens of miles away. Suddenly there was no one left. Even if there were some lucky people who wanted to take a peek, they were either swept away by the air current, or were killed by the sudden pressure. So far, no one is willing to come close. Only her. In Shushan, she is the apple of the eye of the master of Shushan. In the former six major sects. She is a rising star with immortal roots. In the spiritual world, she has countless admirers. She is Lu Jiaorong. She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. She is undoubtedly lucky. God not only gave her the status of a proud daughter of heaven, but also a talent for cultivation that ordinary people cannot match. ?????????? But. She was unfortunate. When she was sixteen years old, she met him. She met a man who didn't care about her extremely noble status, and a man who could do whatever he wanted with her. So she felt that she was unfortunate. And this kind of misfortune caused her to get lost in hell for a while, where there was endless temptation and temptation. Just when she was at a loss, he reached out to her again and told her, Take my hand and I will lead you to the deepest part of hell. So she smiled. At this moment, she was still smiling, because she was standing behind him, looking at the frail back, but it was as powerful as a mountain, protecting her within it. That was his breath. Even if they were far apart, even if she didn't use her spiritual sense, she didn't know why, but she could always know his existence. And those days without him were as miserable as years, until at the foot of that mountain, The people around her turned into mummies one after another inexplicably, but she smiled because she knew he was here to pick her up. As for the young sect leader of the Luofu Sect, it was before he died that For a moment, Lu Jiaorong never even took a glance at her. Xu Lin's sword has never been drawn out, and the red snake with red rope-like threads all over its body is as graceful as a spider web. It binds the black snake tightly and bites it. There is not even a gap exposed, but there is something extraordinary. The momentum is getting stronger and stronger. Hongxun knew a little bit about Xu Lin's cultivation, but she never thought that he could be so powerful. Just a few years ago during the trip to the wilderness, Xu Lin was like a weakling to her. He is just like a scholar, but who would have expected that in just a few years, this kid would be able to be so tyrannical. After all, this is still "Blood God"Hongxun squinted his eyes in horror, his pupils shrank, and instantly turned into a vertical mark. Those were snake eyes, strange and ferocious, adding to the sound of a beautiful face, making it even more monstrous. "It is said that demon cultivators focus most on physical cultivation. Just now they have transformed into demonic auras, but now they have the form of sword cultivators." Xu Lin said nonchalantly, his eyes falling on Honghun's neck. On the platinum scales that grew out of his body, his figure shuddered, and when the blood started to shine, he, together with Lu Jiaorong behind him, fled far away in just a moment. Hongxun didn't expect this situation at all. He was stunned for a moment, but then his whole body was filled with anger and humiliation. He roared sharply, looked for a direction, and galloped away. This remote small town in the distant wilderness The town immediately became quiet, and only the remaining auras still foreshadowed the remaining auras of the two real masters. It was dark and dark under the flat-top mountain, with heavy clouds and mist like curtains, and from time to time there was a bone-chilling cold air. As a faint red mist gradually dispersed, two figures walked out, one in a white curtain skirt as graceful as a fairy. , a man in a red robe, as red as blood, but his face was thin and pale, giving people a sense of weakness and morbidity. Xu Lin raised his head and looked at the Pingding Mountain shrouded in darkness, his eyes wandering, his heart was far away, and he didn't say a word. Lu Jiaorong stood behind him, not looking at anything else but his back, also silent. She wanted to follow him, she thought. In Kunlun, there are still clouds covering the sky that Xu Lin has seen. This disaster in the human world does not seem to have brought the slightest change to this fairy mountain blessed place. The old man sitting deep inside the palace gate has white hair, but he still has the same immortal spirit and purple robe and jade belt as before. He has six sect leaders and a Buddha leader under him, but he has changed a lot. It means things are different and people are different. The dead leave no traces like smoke and dust after all. "I wonder what Master Qinghong is calling us for today?" Master Qinghong smiled and turned to the speaker, who was none other than Master Lei Xin of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. In the last confrontation with the Demon Sect, the Master of the Main Sect, Master Six Apart from the third one, this old Taoist was able to survive. Longhushan's ability was no longer inferior to that of his senior brother Xu Guangyi, and the rumors were indeed true. "The Demon Lord is dead. This is something we all know. Now that the world is settled, the Demon Sect has returned to Mobei, and its vitality has been severely damaged. There will be no great achievements in a hundred years." Before Master Qinghong could finish his words, Luo Qing of the Luofu Sect said with a gloomy face: "So we, the main gate, need to eliminate all the demons. Should we let them fully mature and sweep the Central Plains again?" The smile on the face of Qinghong's headmaster never faded. Luo Qing was annoyed because he suddenly interrupted his words, but continued: "Destiny lies with the Orthodox Sect, and the Demon Sect can no longer make too big a storm. What I am worried about is not these lost dogs, but the south. " When Luo Qing heard this, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, revealing an imperceptible sneer. Old Taoist Lei Xin reacted the most and asked hurriedly: "To the south?" Headmaster Qinghong nodded silently, and an old monk in monk's robes sat below his right head. , put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name and said: "There was an agreement tens of millions of years ago for people to cultivate demons and cultivate the two meridians. It is definitely not a good thing for the world of cultivation to go to war at this time." Lu Zhennan, the Lord of Shushan, snorted coldly: "In this battle between good and evil, the demon master escaped before the battle. When it comes to disputes, they are unkind!" "But there is still that side of the demon. We still don't know whether it is alive or dead. If there is another dispute now, I agree with what Master Zhi said. "When mentioning that monster, all the masters present here frowned. Back on Pingding Mountain, the demon master fought against the unknown monster on that side. The scene was grand, and the demon master's sword split the sky. It was suppressed in the void, but its whereabouts are unknown. No one knows whether this monster will suddenly break through the space and come out again. In terms of its combat power, I am afraid that none of the people here are its opponents, and everyone can't help but feel lingering fears. . Headmaster Qinghong finally put away his smile. His eyes fell on the new headmaster of Huayan Sect, Mr. Jun Yu, and said: "Now that the devil has broken the sky with his sword, I am afraid that no one in this world can shake him." Sharp cultivators, that monster is no exception. I have asked a fortune teller to deduce that this monster is indeed seriously injured and floating in nothingness." After a pause, he looked at everyone present and said, "Cultivators in the world of cultivation today. Most of them are in Kunlun, and their orders are consistent. How many times has this happened in the past thousands of years? What's more, everyone here has never thought that the demon lord will not take advantage of my fatigue after the human race's war to come. Expedition and sneak attack?" After hearing this, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change, but some people objected: "But the strength of each sect has suffered heavy losses, how can we face those monsters in Shiwanda Mountain again?" His eyes glanced at the leader of Qingyun Sect. Master Mingxu, Master Qinghong chuckled and said: "Shiwandashan doesn't know that I teach swordsmanship."Where? If we can take advantage of this opportunity to destroy it, can the human world truly be called the 'human world'?" After speaking, Master Qinghong shook his wrist, and a green light exploded between his palms. The halo was dazzling, but Everyone present here is the head of each sect, and they all have the ability to learn natural history. Someone immediately said at a loss of words: "Tianyi Token?" (To be continued.)