Dust roots [comprehension]

The folding fan slammed down like thunder, and the gold-painted paintings dragged out afterimages in the air, like an angry dragon like lightning, the smell of burnt air and the heavy pressure like a mountain smashed under the hood, Song Huaichen's shoulders sank, and the blade was pressed down by two points.

Song Huaichen, who is maintaining the barrier, cannot avoid this trick of the dark hall!

Lu Tingyun rushed forward with a sword, Antang directly stretched out his hand to block, the black light in his palm was solid, and it was also in the shape of a fan.The fan-shaped side was soft, and the spread wings wrapped inward, swallowing Lu Tingyun's sword light.

Although the sword light was swallowed, the sword intent was still there, and Antang's clothes were cut several times, and blood flew out, but the movement of the folding fan continued.Lu Tingyun's cultivation level was much lower than his, and Antang's movement was only blocked for a while. Before Lu Tingyun could even say a word of caution, the fan had already slapped him down.

With a cry, the gloomy fog was blown away, but apart from this gust of wind, the door closed by the dark hall had no power at all.

"Have you ever heard a story?" Song Huaichen's voice came from under the fan, "The tiger learned the cat's skills and wanted to eat the cat. Fortunately, the cat saved a hand and climbed up the tree to escape the tiger's pursuit."

There was a muffled bang, Song Huaichen hit the umbrella from his side with something, Antang retreated as if he had been hit hard, the fan in his hand clicked, unexpectedly broke several fan bones.

On that head, Song Huaichen rested on the chopping saber with one hand, and held a golden fan bone in the other hand.Under his feet was the red light of the flames and the rising gloomy mist. He put his weight on the knife and stood obliquely, as if he was in charge.

An Tang checked his fan: "Is this what you reserved for yourself? You didn't trust us from the beginning?"

He said we included Elder Mingtang.

"If you hadn't sung this song about deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors, I would have always trusted you." Song Huaichen did not deny that he had kept his hand.

The elder of the dark hall Hou Su snorted coldly, and threw the fan directly on the ground beside him: "I'm going to be sad about this matter."

Song Huaichen let go, the fan bone fell to the ground, and at the same time, there was blood dripping from his arm.He was not unscathed even when he blocked An Tang's attack.Even if his memory is restored, the gap between Song Huaichen's cultivation base and that of Lord Qingming is too large now, and with the power of the seal, he still has a vague feeling that he can't suppress his resentment.

Fortunately, Hou Su used the magic weapon he gave, and there is a way to resolve it.Next time... when the head of the dark hall honestly suppresses and attacks him with practical realms, he will be at the end of his rope.

The Zhan Saber that was pressed with one hand trembled slightly, the seal was hit by the ghost face below, and could not be completely closed, Song Huaichen's eyes gradually darkened.

Facing the elder of the dark hall, Housu, and his own little boy, Song Huaichen actually had no idea. He didn't think he had much chance of winning, but it was impossible to make Qing Mingjun show his cowardice, no matter how critical the situation was.

Lu Tingyun, who also remembered the past, was very silent and tenacious during the battle.The previous blow was dispelled, enough for him to see the difference in cultivation between himself and Antang, but after being repelled, he immediately adjusted his figure, seeing that Song Huaichen was fine, he thrust out another sword unreservedly, as if he could not detect it, I don't know what to give up.

Lu Tingyun's swordsmanship is outstanding, each sword is crisp and sharp, each sword is more stable and sharper than the last sword, the method of breathing and exhaling is working to the extreme, and his cultivation level is constantly improving.

After receiving Lu Tingyun's sword, Hou Su clearly felt the growing strength in it: "Lu Tingyun, I don't want to kill you."

Either Lu Tingyun would not speak, but once he spoke, the words he uttered were quite arrogant: "Before you say this, you have to make sure that you can kill me."

He didn't stop in his hand, and stabbed out with another sword.

"We are in the same disease, and we are all played by Lord Qing Ming." Hou Suzhen was just as he said, just defending, and did not take the initiative to attack Lu Tingyun.Without the magic weapon, he directly condensed the black spiritual power into a fan shape and used it as a magic weapon: "Don't you ask, did Lord Qingming spare you a hand?"

Lu Tingyun simply ignored his provocation and continued to draw his sword.

Song Huaichen guarded the barrier and couldn't move, watching Lu Tingyun and Housu come and go, Lu Tingyun didn't answer Housu's question, but Song Huaichen responded: "Of course I stayed."

The sword light cut a series of scratches on the ice surface of Yingshan Lake. The ice surface was not broken, but the mud-like ghost-faced Kuroshio underneath stirred up a commotion and rushed upwards with all its strength.Song Huaichen pressed his injured hand onto the handle of the knife, blood dripped down the blade, the color of the bitten flame under the ice surface became more vivid, and the blazing fire came out through the ice surface, turning into a bright golden color. Red, flakes of strange flowers on the other side that were torn apart by the sword energy aura fell down, carrying a dignified meaning in the golden red light.

Song Huaichen replied Housu: "I left my life to him."

Keeping one hand is obviously not the same as keeping one hand against Housu.

Hou Su sneered: "But it seems that he didn't cherish what you left him."

This is exactly what Song Huaichen wondered, Lu Tingyun should not be reincarnated.Listening to Hou Su's voice now, he has never intervened, it is entirely Lu Tingyun's own choice.

Song Huaichen said truthfully: "I am very puzzled and disappointed."

Lu Tingyun's stable sword was deflected because of Song Huaichen's "disappointment", and Hou Su just avoided the sword by turning his lower body sideways.

The spiritual power went astray, but the power of this sword was abnormally strong, deep marks were cut on the ice surface, and ice chips flew around.

Song Huaichen's voice was puzzled: "You obviously care about me very much." One word from him could disturb Lu Tingyun's heart, "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Qing Mingjun laid it on Lu Tingyun's back, but revealed to him the news that he would come back.

"I've been waiting for you for 1000 years." Lu Tingyun still drew his sword, and his steady and calm sword moves suddenly became vicious, "I've been waiting for you for 1000 years, but you didn't come back!"

He waited for Song Huaichen at the end of Langanhai, sitting with his sword in his hands and meditating day by day, year after year.The soul of the evil dragon that was sealed in the mortal world paid for its sins and was free. Following the first line of cause and effect, it fell into the vicissitudes of life and turned into the end of the sea in the cold pool.

At first, the remnant soul of the evil dragon was nothing more than a streak of flowing black ink, but it gradually solidified, and it could take shape at the sight of it.

In the beginning, Lu Tingyun turned a blind eye to the evil dragon's soul just because of the agreement with Song Huaichen. He got along with him every day and recalled many past events, but he felt that the dragon he killed was not as heinous as he thought at the beginning.

After so long, Shi Jianxiu has changed his soft heart, but Song Huaichen still hasn't come back.

Lu Tingyun couldn't wait any longer.

"I came to find you." Lu Tingyun met, but always missed.

It's karma. In the past, he didn't respond to Lord Qingming, but now Lord Qingming can't hear his voice.

Lu Tingyun has been disappointed again and again for a long time. I don't know whether it is time or disappointment that made his hair gray.He saw the joys and sorrows in samsara, and gradually realized that only by letting go of his obsessions can he get what he wants.

"I really don't have reincarnation." After Song Huaichen lifted the layers of seals, there was a huge and messy memory, just like combing spiritual power with a sword. Lu Tingyun straightened out the memory in the constant attack, "I'm just a seal I lost my own memory, and then my soul went out of my body, and my soul entered the world in a stillborn fetus."

"That's it?" The fire was flickering, the face of the ghost underground was tumbling, and the veins popped out of Song Huaichen's hand holding the knife handle. He was standing still, but he was engaged in an extremely fierce battle.

His tone was still calm: "Even if it is a stillbirth, what you do is taking away the body. Using the body of the stillbirth to enter the cultivation way, I don't know how many people's fates have been messed up. The underworld actually allows you to do this?"

"I know Mo Xun, and Mo Xun also knows me." Mo Xun was the evil dragon who was beheaded by Lu Tingyun. me."

Song Huaichen understood Mo Xun: "Although he knows how to be flexible, he will not break the rules."

But Mo Xun let Song Huaichen enter reincarnation early, and let Lu Tingyun parasitize on the stillborn fetus.

"what have you done?"

Lu Tingyun didn't answer this time: "Mr. Qing Ming didn't explain many things to me, so it's not too much for me to hide one thing from him now, right?"

Song Huaichen smiled: "Sounds reasonable? Don't you tell me I don't know?"

Hou Su blocked another sword attack from Lu Tingyun, and said in a dragged tone: "Have you finished what should be said?" His tone was unusual, and blocking Lu Tingyun's move was not an ordinary defense, and a spiritual light stuck to Lu Tingyun's On the sword, Lu Tingyun felt that Hong Zhong suddenly became extremely heavy, so heavy that he couldn't hold it, and the tip of the sword staggered and fell to the ground.

"For the sake of previous affection, I'll let you be a smart ghost. Now that you know everything you need to know, I'll make a move."

Song Huaichen shook his head: "If you want me to die, it's a way of dying, I can't be a ghost."

Hou Su didn't answer, but pushed Song Huaichen with a palm.

That palm launched a strong black aura, and a destructive aura——

Not just momentum.

The surrounding mountains have already begun to collapse under the terrifying coercion, and the rubble does not fall downwards, but rises upwards, turning into powder and light smoke.

The hard ice surface of Yingshan Lake creaked, cracks suddenly appeared, all the flowers on the other side of the ice surface were turned into flying ash, and the fire under the ice surface was extinguished by the heavy spiritual pressure just as soon as it burst out.

The crack on the ice surface stopped a foot in front of Song Huaichen. The ice surface under his feet was burning with the warm light of the sealing circle, and the golden red swaying flames was an eye-catching bright color covered by the dark aura.

Lu Tingyun was not far from Song Huaichen, and the dark hall sealed his sword, that is, sealed all of the sword cultivator. The ice surface under his feet was intact, and the warm light of the flames swayed, but what was clearer was the bright silver color around it. .

Draw the ground as a prison.

As long as you don't go out, nothing outside can come in.

Song Huaichen's painting of the demon is the opposite, because the demon is the dark reflection of the human heart, and it is not others but himself that traps him.

Lu Tingyun didn't understand what Song Huaichen was going to do, or he didn't want to understand: "...Song Huaichen?"

"Song Huaichen..." Song Huaichen answered the words himself, "Not a good person."

He pulled the knife out of the ice, and the seal instantly shattered, and the cries and howls of wraiths filled the world!The enchantment on Yingshan Lake suddenly lit up, and then dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The enchantment couldn't stop the evil spirits!

The ghost face rushed out, still biting the flame, and the flame rushed towards the black aura shot by Hou Su, and towards the elder of the dark hall whose complexion suddenly changed——

"You are crazy, you let them out!" the elder of the dark hall yelled sharply.

How could Qing Mingjun in his heyday seal something that he had gone all out to seal, how could he be able to stop it!

Once the seal is broken, he will not be able to survive, but the world is also in ruins, how dare Song Huaichen!

"Song Huaichen is not a good person," Song Huaichen swung the knife, and the knife was filled with burning flames and soaring resentment, blood was reflected in his eyes, "He will use any means for his purpose!"