The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 102 The First and Last Place

The clouds are light and the wind is clear, and the shadows of the trees are shaking.

The snow under the feet gradually faded, leaving only a dry road.

Nan Sixian, who was dressed in red, ran, her steps became smaller and smaller, until the last few steps were already slowing down like snails.

Step by step.

As if expecting something to suddenly come into view.

In just a few tens of meters, she walked alive for at least a moment.

It's a pity, until the footsteps stopped in front of the formation formed by the light blue light——

she.Still didn't come.

Looking at the boundary between the loess and the snow, Nan Sixian folded his hands and pressed on his chest, his blood-red pupils flashed a gloomy helplessness.

It was a look in the eyes of a hero waiting in the endless darkness.

Like a young girl stepping on the edge of destruction, piously praying for the beautiful scene of redemption.

Tremblingly beautiful.

"What are you thinking about...I..."

With a bitter smile, Nan Sixian's hand hangs down as if losing strength.

"The unique knight embraces the princess who is about to travel in the limit of time. How could such a story in a fairy tale happen."

The so-called reality.

It's so cruel.

Pupils hesitated for a moment, shivering and took a few steps back, finally turned around gritted her teeth.

It's just that the eyes staring at the distance have been reluctant to give up.

As the head slowly turned, the snow color in the eyes disappeared bit by bit.

At the moment when he couldn't see it anymore, the blood in his whole body boiled as if it was about to be burned, and it was inexplicably scorching hot to the point of frightening.

All spoiled by her.

You have to do the temperature adjustment yourself anyway, really...

Seemingly complaining in his heart with ease, Nan Sixian raised his head and took a deep breath as if trying to swallow all the hypocrisy.

Blinking, full of determination.

Wiping off the water stains left by the snowflakes on her face, the woman in red took a step forward with awe-inspiring aura, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, and whirled straight up with an aloof and inviolable aura.

It's rare to be able to come to this world with her like a real heroine, so let's go to the last journey for the world with her like a heroine.

According to the rumors, is it called the Ghost Valley of Sin, which is a forbidden place for strangers?

For her, a quasi-dead person, it really, couldn't be more suitable——

The red spiritual power communicates with the slightly blue veins of the formation, and the mysterious formation patterns scatter suddenly with the sky-reaching beam of light.

Lines of ancient characters struck a long and distant voice, covering her whole body.

Soon her body began to fade away vaguely, and at the same time as the teleportation was approaching, fragments of past monks drinking and hating there merged into her mind.

I didn't expect that the senior sisters and the others were quite well prepared. With this at least some fatal behaviors can be avoided.

Shaking his head with a smile.

Closing his eyes and looking at Nan Sixian who was just waiting for the transmission to be completed, he suddenly felt the temperature around his body drop sharply, and a cool fragrance seemed to float in the air.

A taste that will never be forgotten.

A taste that belongs only to her.

What are you doing, why did it appear at such a time...

Muttering complaints against his will, he couldn't wait to open his eyes.

The familiar flying snow in the sky can't stop looking at it, and there are many, and the familiar Yigu Hanshuang can't get enough of it, and is obsessed.

Stepping on the ten thousand swords to clear the way, passing through layers of cold white.

The most beautiful woman in the world, her hero, her lover, slowly, step by step, came into view from the backlight of the sky.

The white clothes are like snow, and the black is like ink.

It's still as good-looking as you can't take your eyes off it.

Hate.

The snow was so heavy that the eyes couldn't see clearly.

He rubbed his wet eyes vigorously from left to right.

Nan Sixian sniffled and wanted to say something, but found that... her voice could not be conveyed.

The one-way teleportation has reached the final stage of irreversibility, and she can't stop and relax even for a moment, all she can do is try hard to pose.

One piece, one bend, one close, just a few words.

He spoke almost with all his might.

With the last trace of coldness on her cheeks, her whole body merged into the profound light of heaven and earth, and the crescent moons in her eyes were so beautiful when she smiled.

For a moment, it made people feel false.

"Leave such hot red, you, how can I forget."

He didn't take back the palm hanging empty in front of him for a long time, as if the fiery figure in his heart never disappeared there.

The snow-like beauty is bathed in the cold weather at the end of the year without moving.

Long time... long time...

It wasn't until the emerald green sword at her waist blew and wailed blood that she frowned impatiently, clenched her hands behind her back into fists, and started on her way forward.

"I know. If you don't need it, you remind me."

After the cold sentence fell, I don't know who I said it to.

Dye ink in snow, ink wins snow.

Indistinguishable between black and white, riding a bloodthirsty sword that is no longer ruthless, pointing at the first and last place——

... The so-called Forbidden Land for Cultivators, is covered with fog and red to listen to the wind valley!

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The familiar dangerous land of Nine Dragons, the familiar Qingwei Xuanmai.

From the disciples of the outer sect who have not even arrived at the foundation establishment, to the elder hermit who is in the stage of integration.

These cultivators with different identities and statuses all had the same dignified expression and trembling at this moment.

The ghost emperor will definitely come back for revenge.

From the day Bai Muya broke the seal, they with their profound veins had such a clear understanding.

It's just that, thinking that she might not be that strong, or that the Seven Great Factions would have a way to deal with it, they kept putting this reality behind them.

After all, fighting against the ghost emperor is too difficult for a small faction like them.

No matter what.

You can't expect the strongest to form an early stage organization to face a monster that slaughters high-ranking monks like a dog, can you?

But now, they can't do it if they don't want to.

Who ever thought that Bai Mu Ya, who had finally calmed down, rushed over to block the door without making a sound.

Caught off guard, Qingwei's profound veins only had time to barely open the mountain protection formation, and everyone didn't even have the chance to pack up temporarily and move away.

then.

The whole family could only nervously gather around the messenger crystal and send help signals to several nearby sects one by one.

It was a thrill at the scene.

The frenzied rush of spiritual power was about to overwhelm the letter.

"Report...report to the master!"

A certain ragged Nascent Soul Hall Master stumbled into the inner room at this moment.

Looking at the bloodstains all over his body, even if he didn't need to listen, he knew that what he brought might not be good news.

"Our mountain protection formation... broke without holding on for even a second! Ghost, ghost emperor, she has already entered!!!!!!!"

It really isn't good news.

He just pointed out that this formation could delay a little more time to wait for the rescue, but the formation was destroyed within a few seconds after the distress letter was sent out, and there would be no time for anyone to come as soon as possible.

Isn't there a dead end for them now?

Yes, there is only dead end, and the time has come.

Before he could roar and scream, he fell into eternal sleep.

The palm wind wantonly destroyed the monk's Nascent Soul and Yuanshen, and Bai Muya rebelliously stepped on the mountain of corpses all the way to the final base point.

All kinds of red silks of different lengths are intertwined to create a strange atmosphere.

It was a place like a tomb.

The place that was used to seal the Ghost Emperor for hundreds of years is also the most essential source of the Nine Dragons Dangerous Land.

"I really miss it a bit." Laughing at herself, she destroyed the fairy formation that rekindled her anger with a slap, and at the same time, even the door was blown away, and she whispered, "It would be better if there was no rotten smell from the fairy family." gone."

Walking into the empty tomb with a short body, he was suddenly stunned by the person he saw in his eyes.

Bai Muya rubbed his temples helplessly, staring at that blue and ethereal fairy shadow, speechless.

The Tai Chi jade crown is worn on the top, the sea blue gauze is wrapped around the body, and the yin and yang fish carvings on the neckline are exquisite and dignified.

Undoubtedly, it is... the long-lost guide of destiny, the pearl covering the dust!

"Should have thought of it earlier."

With some resentful sarcasm, Bai Muya snorted softly, stared at the woman with her back and said, "You are as ruthless as you, it is absolutely impossible to wait by and watch me achieve my goal and destroy the Nine Realms."

Turn around without haste.

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a pair of brown eyes seemed to reflect all kinds of situations in the world, as deep and clear as the finest gems.

With a silent sigh, Dao Yuan condensed in the palm holding the tasseled jade flute, causing thousands of ripples.

The pearl covered the dust and opened the yin-yang and Tai Chi diagrams that had been prepared, and the Daoguang that quietly rose from under the two of them also opened its magic array, triggering strange and unpredictable changes in the world.

In an instant.

The boundless black color is dyed with dao light, and the vast sky and water are drunk with fairy flowers.

The original narrow space of the tomb suddenly turned into a vast and endless blue sea.

"I once wanted to persuade you." The dissipated Daoguang diffused into the eyes, and turned into water smoke, blurring each other's figures, "Unfortunately, I can't do it after all."

The water curtain hangs down like a curtain, and the black silk twined with starlight on the temples moves automatically without wind.

The Tai Chi figure that washes people's hearts is condensed in the body, the dark pearls in the eyes cover the dust, and the tens of thousands of water dragons are lit on the toes to show the awe-inspiring posture.

His tone was hoarse like someone drowning in water, already full of murderous intentions: "We can't let go of what we value."

"So, let's fight until we die."

For the common people of the world, for the safety of the world.

The Taoist stepped forward to pick the person he was least willing to face, and the immortal who could no longer tolerate the way of the world, strongly detonated the final battle that had been planned for a long time.

The author has something to say: so sleepy, so sleepy, so sleepy...

The two here are fighting head-on, but it's still time for Si Xian and the others~