For a moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet. His still body slowly floated up. The strange black and white light was like a firefly, condensing behind him, as if in the dark, the eyes of Yama, the god of death, opened in horror. Staring coldly at the world! The strong wind with a bit of scorching heat roared and roared, surrounding the realm of his invisible sword, slowly unfolding - the sword intent reaching the sky and the earth, the sharp and whistling sword energy, the supreme sword power, all mixed together With steaming purple air, it suddenly rose into the sky and appeared in this vast world. The dragon-slaying sword is like a resurrected evil dragon in ancient mythology. It makes a clear whistling sound and flies up and down around its owner. The surging light spreads across the sky and the ground, ready to choose people and devour them! Zhulong was startled for a moment, his huge dragon eyes narrowed slightly, the pupils that shot out from the slit were like swords, and a ferocious and bloodthirsty look appeared on his ferocious face! For some reason, its blood is boiling, resonating, and worshiping, and it feels a faint chill in its heart. This young human is different, completely different. Although its aura has not become stronger at all, it gives it a feeling of facing the vast sea. The terrifying feeling of purgatory, so it uses murderous intent to cover up its fear! At this moment, Long Xuan's eyes finally opened completely, and they were clear and calm. He breathed deeply, as if he was awakening again after a deep sleep, and reborn in nirvana after falling. The dragon-slaying sword cheered and bounced into his palm. The sharp sword soared, as if it was about to cut the sky - no It¡¯s the same, the whole world is different, it¡¯s as if a mortal has a god¡¯s perspective, standing on the sky and looking down at the mountains, rivers and earth, only scales, feathers, mustard seeds and dust are reflected in his pupils, every detail is visible, ancient The profound divine power is engraved in his heart, his blood, and his soul, as if the tip of the sword points to him and he is invincible! A soft color appeared on his face, and disappeared like a fleeting shadow. The next moment, he appeared next to Lu Xueqi. He held her tightly, lovingly helped her comb the messy hair on her face, and slowly He said slowly: "Xue Qi, how are you feeling?" His voice was very soft and soft, and even the frightened and sad murderous intention in his body was restrained in an instant, as if he was afraid of disturbing the thin and delicate body in his arms. The girl who banished the immortal! Lu Xueqi was also staring at him, the dead silence in her eyes melting like ice and snow under the scorching sun. She suddenly smiled, like the most delicate lily in the night, smiling silently in the wind, her eyes as gentle as the lingering waves: "You're okay" That'll be fine!" Long Xuan was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be a flash of solemnity in his eyes. He glanced at Zhulong, who was fearful in the sky, lowered his eyebrows again, breathed softly, and said softly: "Next time. Don't be so stupid, you know?" Lu Xueqi was silent, and there seemed to be a bright light blooming in the depths of her smiling eyes. She smiled sweetly, with a confused and persistent expression, and said slowly: "I am willing!" Xuan Yi was startled. A silent blazing flame seemed to ignite from his heart, warming his whole body and mind. Even his cold, dead eyes had a layer of moving ripples. He smiled slightly and said softly: "Silly girl, I'm sorry!" He paused, and an indescribable force of the sword began to boil with his voice, and the sharp sword roar resounded through the sky, black and white. The strange light of color unfolded behind him, simple, solemn, majestic and unruly, and the blood-stained white clothes rolled like clouds and made a hunting sound in the biting hot wind. He opened his eyes again, and all the emotions in his eyes were covered by the same pure and deep blood-red color. The realm of the sword expanded infinitely, and the surging sword energy roared in the sky, like a sea of ??stars sweeping the world, a sword wrapped in the power of thunder. The shadow emerged out of thin air, like a mountain or a sea, like a death scythe harvesting life, laughing silently! He slowly raised his head, and the sword light illuminated the strange light in his eyes, burning like a foreign demon fire. He held his sword to the sky, and the coldness that penetrated his heart without a trace of warmth came from the palm of his hand. A bright blue sword rainbow suddenly rose, swallowing the sky and the earth, like a arrogant dragon covering the sea, roaring proudly in the nine heavens - "Xue Qi, Zhulong hurt you so much because of my delusion. Now I will kill it with the sword and avenge you!" Long Xuan's body hung in the sky, his eyes half closed, as if he was talking in a dream. He whispered softly: "Wait for me!" The low voice gradually became lower and lower, until it completely dissipated. Countless cold black and white sword shadows suddenly shot up against the sky, tearing the sky apart, like the wrath of the sky, flying moths into the fire, overwhelming the sky and the earth. , risking one's life and pressing on Zhulong. Infinitely sharp, infinitely cold, infinitely chilling, it is horrifying, as if there is an invisible chain of cause and effect pulling among these countless sword energies, connecting the ancient and mysterious river of destiny - the emperor and the sky are above, the sword comes out People die! The rain of swords is rushing, slashing in all directions, there is no way to escape, no way to hide, no way to stop it! The heaven and earth are solemn and solemn, and the sword energy is everywhere! The eternal four universes, the heavenly sword is boundless! The spiritual light in Zhulong's eyes dissipated, and he stared blankly at the endless tide of swords coming towards him, as if he was shocked by the beauty of chilling and silence that shocked the world, like a tragic song played by the sky. ??, funeral for all living beings! "Roar!" The dragon scales filled with red flames were cut open by the sword rain and shattered. The forest-shattering bones that covered the sky instantly shattered. The same red dragon blood sprayed out like surging magma, and was instantly absorbed by its own ultimate strength. Evaporated by the high temperature, it turned into blood-red mist that stained the sky. The candle dragon suddenly raised its head and let out a heart-rending roar to the sky! The arrogant wild beast seemed to have become extremely fragile under this wave of sword rain. The indestructible dragon-scale battle armor collapsed like sand and stone and dispersed with the wind. After only one confrontation, it was in Longxuan's new life. I suffered a big loss under the sword domain! Long Xuan's expression was neither happy nor sad, and his ghostly figure instantly dissipated in the wind. When he reappeared, he was already on the back of the crazily convulsing Zhulong. His lonely and slender figure was like an emperor dominating the world, standing proudly. The pinnacle of Jiuzhou, the sword-cold world! "This is the first sword!" A voice without any emotion came out of his mouth. He held the hilt of the dragon-slaying sword with both hands and plunged it down violently. The mighty thunder and lightning flashed everywhere, and gods and ghosts were separated from each other. The fierce and immortal sword The sword energy extended all around along the deep blood groove, the scales shattered, the spine shattered, and pale white bone spurs penetrated the flesh and penetrated the flesh. The candle dragon roared crazily, twisting and flapping its tail in an attempt to resist the endless pain and the majestic pressure pressing on its soul along the bloodline! "You can't stand it so soon? I haven't had enough fun yet!" Long Xuan smiled up to the sky, as if he was crazy, with a bloodthirsty and murderous fanaticism faintly revealed in his eyes. He held the dragon-slaying sword and fiercely Pulling it out, there was a heart-stopping banging sound in the flesh and blood of the scales of the candle dragon. The burning dragon blood spurted out like huge waves along the narrow sword marks, splashing on his bloody clothes and face! The mellow and bright blood gradually condensed into a blood stream, attached to the blade of the Dragon-Zhanying autumn water, flowing slightly, overflowing the two ancient desolate ancient seal characters "Zhanlong", and then slowly seeping in - " Boom! "In an instant, the entire sword suddenly rose with a strange bloody light that eclipsed the world, and a wild aura that seemed to come from ancient gods and demons rose into the sky, with a murderous intent! The sound of the sword whistling is like the blessing ceremony held by the high priest in the ancient times for the newborn babies of the tribe. It is solemn and magnificent, mixed with the joy of the new life. It is the awakening sword spirit in the sword cheering! Long Xuan let out a long roar, stretched out his hand to hold the new-born dragon-killing sword - the bloody dragon-cutting sword. He took a deep breath, turned slightly, slashed upward with his sword, and swung out a blood-colored sword that penetrated the sky and the earth. It is as deep as the River Styx in purgatory, covering the sky and the sun, and there seem to be countless sinking ghosts howling and wailing in it. The sword rainbow plowed all the way along Zhulong's broad back, and the flames on Zhulong's body were instantly dimmed. Endless pain was transmitted into its body like a living thing, forming a ferocious bloody chasm, and blood flowed freely. Blooming like mandala flowers everywhere! The candle dragon wailed crazily, its huge dragon eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness. It held its head high, and the blood spurting from the severe injury to its lungs stained its interlaced sharp teeth. "Roar!" it roared in a low voice, all flesh and blood all over its body. Withered, like a lamp that has run out of oil. But at this moment, its unforgettable hatred finally allowed it to break through the pressure from its bloodline, and pure and fanatical bloody flames spurted out from its dragon mouth, like the bright sun sinking into the mortal world. At the end of its life, Bloom with a moment of brilliance! There was a mocking look on Long Xuan's face, as if what was coming was not a pillar of fire that destroyed the world but a thick fire stick, without the slightest trace of nervousness or panic. He twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a sneer, his eyes flashed like flames, and said calmly: "This is the only method available, it's really disappointing, then the next sword" "You can just die in peace!" He let out a clear whistle, and when he raised his arms, a bloody light shot up into the sky, awe-inspiring! The mighty sword power invisible to the naked eye bloomed in the void, carrying the power of the nascent rules of the sword domain, and accurately bombarded the center of the sky-reaching fire pillar. The twisted spiral sword light broke the fire pillar from the middle, and the stars sparkled. Splash! "Drink!" He shouted sharply, united his body and sword, floated into the air against the biting and whistling hot wind, and landed on the dragon's head. "Let's stop here!" Layers of sword pressure condensed with frightening and sorrowful killing intent, which was released at the tip of the bloody dragon-slaying sword like an overwhelming force. The bloody sword flower penetrated from its forehead, and all of them were submerged. The hilt of the sword penetrated the soul sea life gate of the Wild Candle Dragon, and the fierce and unparalleled sword energy storm raged in its soul sea - but no blood spilled out, not even a drop. The hot dragon blood of Yin Hong was completely absorbed by the dragon-slaying sword. Taking it in, the mysterious and deep blood red flows on the blade, like an open devil's eyes staring at the world! The endless pain that penetrated into the bone marrow made Zhulong burst out with a heart-rending roar. The figure of Long Xuan was reflected in its eyes, full of resentment, as if it wanted to remember the face of this enemy. It once again After fluttering for a while, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell from mid-air. Like a falling star, withered leaves, flying and drifting, falling towards its final destination! A strong wind blew up, flying sand and rocks. The clear sky and white sun suddenly darkened. Storms and clouds rolled in all directions, thunder roared, and violent storms poured down. They extinguished the flames that were growing all over the Taixu Secret Realm, like the sky and the sky. I am also crying and mourning for this ancient bloodline that died young! Long Xuan stood quietly in the rain, looking up at the sky, letting the raindrops flow slowly along his hair, clothes, and sword blades. A few drops of raindrops fell in his eyes, and the chill that penetrated his heart and soul went down and extinguished. The uncontrollable, burning violent murderous intention! It seems that there can be no further delay in going to Huqi Mountain to borrow the "Xuanhuojian" from Sister Xiaobai. He thought to himself, his true energy surged, blocking the raindrops all over the sky, and quickly rushed towards Lu Xueqi! PS: Floating World Book Club: 19209780, brothers and sisters who like "Sword Immortal" can join!