I must be sleeping the wrong way

"Stop resisting Bai Luo stubbornly, this is not Kunlun, how can you beat me if your cultivation base is exhausted." Hun Chao lost his fragments, and he no longer wanted to confront Bai Luo and the others, his moves were full of bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Bai Luo staggered to his feet, his whole body drenched in blood, the barrier he had set up for Yin Chu had already been broken due to the overdrawing of his spiritual power, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

Yin Ce mentioned Qing Ming, gritted his teeth and walked to Bai Luo's side.

Love and hate life and death, being so close yet so far away, his thoughts and thoughts are all about the person in front of him, so he got the mercy of the heavens and let him walk for thousands of years to come to his side.

"Are you trying to leave me behind again?" Yin Chi caressed Bai Luo's face and said with a sigh, the handkerchief in his hand was blown up by the wind and swept across Bai Luo's face. With an almost lingering tenderness.

"No." Bai Luo covered his chest and coughed, "It's just that your injury was more serious than mine at that time, so it's only fair that you have to suffer through it." Bai Luo said these few words, as if he had expended all his strength .

Yin Chi knew that Bai Luo was lying, such a pale lie, but Yin Chi believed it.

Hun Huan wanted to go to Kunlun wholeheartedly, because he already felt that the formation set up by those bone soldiers had been broken. If reinforcements from the sky and the underworld arrived, even if they could win, they would not be able to gain any advantage.

So he concentrated his energy, gathered it in the palm of his hand, and quickly attacked Bai Luo and Yin Chu, who were already at the end of their strength.

At this moment, Hun Chao suddenly stopped, and a force that overshadowed the sky swept over from not far away, even forcing Hun Chao to almost kneel down.

This is the breath of Kunlun...

Chaos couldn't believe it.

Bai Luo raised his drooping head slowly, curling the corners of his lips almost invisible, the sharpness in his eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the night to condense into knots, he whispered word by word: "Hundred chaos, Do you really think that Kunlun is something you can get your hands on?"

Bai Luo paused for a moment, then sneered, and slowly opened his lips, "Are you worthy?"

Hundun roared Bai Luo's name, and struck with his palm, but was dodged lightly, and Hundun began to be inexplicably afraid.

This kind of fear seemed to strike suddenly, without any reason or origin, like the suppression of the blood, causing Chaos to shake violently.

Suddenly, he actually felt that he had begun to exude the breath of a loser.

Impossible, impossible, Bai Luo had already exhausted his cultivation, Hun Huan clenched his hands tightly, and a few strands of red mist began to emerge from his empty pupils.

He raised his sword and rushed forward, but saw that force formed a blue halo that tightly wrapped Bai Luo in the center, forcing him to not get close at all.

Bai Luo took Qing Ming from Yin Chuan's hand, and cut his palm with the mottled blade. The blood covered Qing Ming with the Kunlun aura around him. It began to vibrate, and the cracks slowly disappeared.

Bai Luo and Yin Chu's foreheads touched each other, and their lips curled slightly.

The color of his lips was originally light, but because of the blood flowing out, there was a coquettish beauty.

Bai Luo's eyes were full of love and tenderness, he bowed his head almost solemnly, and kissed Yin Chi, with bloody air and lingering meaning flowing between his lips and teeth, Yin Chi could not resist at all, and was reluctant to resist.

They all understood what this kiss meant.

Yin Chu supported Qing Ming to stand up, and Bai Luo also stepped on the clouds.

Underneath is a barren mound and new tomb, a place where bones are buried. Chaos cultivated with his soul to disturb the world, and his evil roots have long been deeply rooted.

It is written in that book that the rise and fall of karma depends on Kunlun.

So Bai Luo is betting that if the Kunlun Terrace is opened, maybe there will be an understanding, good and evil, yin and yang, clear and turbid, have their own destiny.

It's just that the introduction has to be filled in by myself.

Hun Chao has no rules, he doesn't know where Bai Luo got such a powerful force, it's clearly coming to an end, and victory is clearly within reach.

"Impossible, this is not Kunlun...You can't..." Hun Huan panted heavily, his voice seemed to be cut by some sharp weapon, dragging out a sticky and cold breath.

Bai Luo stood in the air overlooking everything, as if standing on the top of a thousand mountains. He cast a contemptuous glance at Hun Huan, and said softly, "Where I am is Kunlun."

After finishing speaking, Bai Luo Ning waved his hand angrily, and following his movements, a wind suddenly picked up, blowing his bloody clothes around.

Tens of thousands of white lines gradually gushed out from Bai Luo's palm, and the surface was covered with a layer of red light, criss-crossing around the chaos bit by bit, condensing into strange shapes one after another.

Hun Chao secretly yelled that it was not good, and wanted to get up to dodge, but found that he had been firmly fixed in the place framed by those thin lines.

Hun Chao slashed with his sword, those thin threads were snapped violently, and then slowly condensed. At the moment when he arrived, he felt the piercing pain, Hun Huan's face changed suddenly, and his heart sank slowly.

"Bai Luo, you actually... use blood as a medium, you lunatic." Hun Chao roared and turned into a prototype, countless black air continuously rose up from the bottom, and quickly swept everything around him, blowing towards those tiny things in all directions. When the line touched, there was a loud bang.

Hun Chao also violently hit those thin threads, blood seeped out from Bai Luo's fingertips little by little, and his whole body convulsed.

Yin Chi looked at Bai Luo's blood, and his hostility suddenly increased, but he was waiting, and Bai Luo asked him to wait, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted, and he couldn't afford to bet on the mistake.

It wasn't until Bai Luo closed his eyes, frowned and nodded, that Yin Chi raised Qing Mingfei and stepped over Hun Hun's head, screaming desperately, stabbing his sword hard into the back of Hun Hun. The place where Bai Luo took away the eyes.

Yin Chu's hands were cut with deep and visible wounds by the sharp sword energy, and he was in a state of embarrassment, not at all like the Pluto holding Jiuyou.

Tears mixed with blood fell on Hun Huan's body, he knew that when Hun Huan was in pain, his Bai Luo also hurt, because the thread that entangled Hun Huan was made by that man with blood.

Yin Ce was also in pain, so painful that he dared not look back.

Hun Chao was convulsed all over, he couldn't believe it at all, why it was still useless even though he had done so much effort.

What is good and evil, good and evil, morality and yin and yang are just ridiculous words to deceive those young people. When the Yaozu was defeated, so the Tianzu was in power. If he won at that time, he would be himself. Can not hate.

"Yin Chi, I didn't lose to you, I lost to the sky." Hundun gritted his teeth and said slowly, "However, you are not much better. Do you think Bai Luo can survive?"

Yin Chu's eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble, and his hands slowly covered him.

Yin Chi raised his head abruptly, and just quietly looked at Bai Luo. The man was shining like a moonlight, shining on his heart. Even though it was covered in blood, he still looked so good-looking and made people feel grateful.

Bai Luo twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, lowered his body and laboriously drew a strange spell on the forehead of Hun Dun. After half a cup of tea, he couldn't move the town of Hun Zhuan, and then seemed to have lost all strength to move Then he fell down and was hugged by Yin Chu in his arms.

As the seal was settled, the blood cloud dissipated, and the world slowly showed its original appearance.

Apart from hugging Bai Luo tightly, Yin Chi has no other strength.

There are many pains in the world that are unbearable. They turn into sharp knives and cut your heart one after another. The blood and flesh still don't stop, but you can't die.

When everyone rushed to follow the breath, what they saw was such a scene.

The corners of Bai Luo's eyes began to bleed, Yin Chi held his face like a child, and wiped Bai Luo's face with his sleeves bit by bit, "Please...please...Xiao Luo, look at me, Don't sleep, I beg you." Yin Chi choked with sobs, speaking in a coherent manner, as if forcefully squeezed out from the deepest part of his throat.

"Ah Luo." Xuan Qi staggered forward, and Tian Zun and the others flew after him.

"Hurry up, Ajue Xiaocang, Xiao Luo has subdued Hun Chao. Hurry up and focus on the place he drew. It is the life gate of Hun Chao, and it must be eradicated."

Xiao Juexuancang nodded in response.

There was a loud noise, and the whole land trembled, and everyone set up a barrier to protect their bodies before barely standing still.

After the sound, the surrounding area seemed to have been scorched by some kind of flame, black and mottled, all kinds of cracks were intertwined, and the place that sealed Chaos was even more messy.

And the net that Bai Luo woven with blood was scattered all over the ground at the moment when the chaos was wiped out, and it rippled slightly, covering the cracks.

In an instant, the green grass became dense, and those trapped souls turned into smoke, floating out of the green grass one by one, and returned to their own place.

Yin Chi raised his eyes and looked at everything around him, and he couldn't even tell whether he was in the human world or Kunlun. Maybe it was like what the person in his arms said, where he was, was Kunlun.

Whether it is in the human world or in Kunlun, it is just a reincarnation. Fate goes around and around, and it still arrives as promised, without mercy.

Yin Chu stretched out his palm, and a black knife appeared in his palm. He had waited enough, and felt that he couldn't wait anymore.

It would not be a pity if Tiandi made a coffin for two people, how could he be willing to let him sleep alone.

Yin Chu's movements were too fast, and there was no time for people around to stop him. Xiao Jue Jinyue had already knelt down, and when he saw that he was about to stab his heart, a golden light came over. Knock open.

Everyone woke up in the extreme astonishment and fear, the collapse after the catastrophe suddenly occupied the whole body, Xiao Jue took advantage of Yin Chi's defenselessness and knocked him unconscious.

"It's useless, what the Lord is going to do, can it be stopped for a while, can it be stopped for a lifetime? Luo Luodu..." Jinyue knelt on the ground, tears falling straight down.

"No, no! Ah Luo is fine!" Xuan Qi shouted almost collapsed, and then raised her hand to infuse spiritual energy as if desperately, shouting in her mouth, "As long as I give all the spiritual power to Ah Luo, he will wake up of."

Xuan Cang was so distressed that he could only follow Xiao Jue's example in knocking Xuan Qi unconscious and holding him in his arms. He even began to consider whether to seal Xiao Qi's memory again, although it was unfair and painful.

He began to understand the master's choice at the beginning, which was a bad move when he was forced to do nothing, but it was also the only medicine to save his life.

"Don't panic, God is still there to help." The Emperor of Heaven flew forward from the side, looking at Yin Ce and Bai Luo on the ground and said.

It was only then that everyone realized that it was the Emperor of Heaven who stopped Yin Chi's ink knife just now.