Immortal couple

The sun shines through the clouds, and a sprig of Junxue in the broken wall is slowly falling from the high sky above the waterfall, like the ever-bright haze above the nine heavens, falling into the world of swords, lights and swords.

In Xianyue's main hall square, Xue Ze Shiyu was bleeding blood, fighting with swarms of monks, his eyes were determined and fierce, and he would never let anyone cross the line he drew.

"You bastards all want to bully the people in Huayan Palace, I will fight with you."

"Master, can you stop talking like this... I don't even know if you are learning from the third senior brother or the second senior brother..."

Qin Dongming and Qingyang were back to back, one attack and one defense, and they followed Xueze Shiyu, cooperating with each other.

On the glazed tiles on the top of the hall, You Ye closed his eyes and played the piano, with half a drop of hot tears hanging from the corner of his eyes, and his fingers were flying. The heat, unknowingly scorched someone's heart.

Facing the group of immortal monks who came rushing, Xue Zeli spread out his hair and erected a wall of hair in front of the cloud platform. The silver-white hair was gorgeously pushed away, forming a fan shape, like a divine sun The white peacock suddenly opened its tail, gorgeous and noble, and immediately, Xue Zeli took off from the ground, forming a circle in the air like an aurora, Xue Zeli jumped up and sat, holding the pipa in his arms, with determination in his eyes, vowing to die And keep.

Climbing up to the blue-gray cloud platform carved with cloud patterns, Wu attempted to undo the golden demon-lock formation with a wave of his hand, and connect the silver-white snowman to the platform, facing himself.Seeing this snow-melted face, Wu Shizhu smiled slightly. This person likes to freeze people into ice sticks no matter what. Even if it becomes a snowman, it still has a proud face, but the touch is not very good, hard and cold.

Withdrawing his hand, Wu tried to move the demonic energy flowing in his blood from his dantian. With his left hand pointing to the sword, a huge array of light exploded on the cloud platform. For a moment, the blood from the limbs of his body gradually flowed back, and the blood from the brain also rushed to the dantian of the body, and the blood flowed back through the heart. The pain can be imagined. The painful emotions became more and more unbearable. In the end, he could only bite his lip and bite the gap. The dark red blood rolled on the fair skin like a sunflower blooming in the blood-colored silence. It was a bit desolate, but more Most of them are resolute and brilliant persistence, he must let this person live...

Whether Mei Yuefeng's crime or the guilt of killing Xinghuang, they are all gone, and the nightly dream disease given to him by the woman named Cuiqin...let's end here, the person who shouldn't be kept, maybe No, but he wanted to stop and have a peaceful dream...

As the burst of light continued, the blood vessels on the neck protruded, spreading all over the body like a network, and even the fingertips showed reddish blood vessels. The red blood vessels flowed violently, changing from bright red to light color, and then to blue-white. In the end, it turned pale white, even the lips turned white into pieces of paper, and the bites were all torn white flesh. At this point, all the blood in his body gathered at the dantian, and all the dark blue demonic energy gathered at the dantian. That spot can be seen through the clothes, the dark blue light shrinks little by little at the dantian, and every time it shrinks, a layer of cold sweat breaks out on Wu Zhuzhu's forehead.

"We must take down the Tibetan Sea Ancient Road..."

"He is now coagulating blood and gathering pills. It is the time when he is weak. If the time is wrong, it will be over!!..."

"Quick! Quick... who has the magic weapon to break the defense of this monster??"

The Ancient Canghai Road and the head of the Xueze royal family have attracted hundreds of monks to fight bloody battles, and even showed expressions more terrifying than demons.

With the deafening sound of fighting, the fan-shaped silver-haired wall behind him was moved. The group of monks had rushed to the inner line, and Xue Zeli, who was guarding, was desperately repelling those people. The flow didn't stop, every time he played it, the yellow sound waves he shot shook a row of people away, but those monks rushed up wave after wave like red-eyed beasts.

Seeing this, You Ye immediately stopped the sound of the piano, hugged the piano and flew to Xue Zeli's side, and guarded it with him, but he had many healing skills, and the magic power he used was very meager, but in his clear eyes But he was fearless and determined. This time, he would not be timid, let alone despair. That person had saved him countless times. Only this time, he would not have that weak expectation in his heart. Without the protection of that person, He has no chance to be stubborn again and again, what is hatred... that person is dead... what is that humble and stubborn hatred...

No one can pass by, no one can... Xue Zeli clinging to such an obsession, raised the bloody finger again and again and slid it down on the bright yellow strings, blood spattered on the delicate His face turned into a magnificent and beautiful red.

Apart from people, there were also countless sword lights and magic bullets, and the rain of magic bullets hit Qin Dongming with his hands restrained. A magic bullet came straight at him, Qingyang ran over, his hands were like lightning As quickly as he opened the light shield on top of their heads, at this moment, Qingyang suddenly felt very grateful to that bastard Qiu Wuya, it was his daily beatings that allowed him to practice such a shield technique.

A monk in a gray Taoist robe rushed over the silver-haired high wall, and You Ye quickly chased after him, fighting the man one-on-one, Wu tried to look pale, but he didn't dare to be distracted, but You Ye's blocking in front of the man seemed too easy.

Seeing the man stabbing with sword light, You Ye flashed in front of Wu Shizhu regardless of his own body. Yulin stood up straight, looking at the benefactor in front of him. The wind smiled, hot blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, it was shockingly red... A bloody sword pierced through his thin chest...

"Benege... become a demon and become a fairy, I will protect you..." The words choked in his throat and stopped abruptly. You Ye just stood there and stopped his last heartbeat, and began to fade in front of him. The face was broken and passed away in the melting light, and it flew away with the sky full of rays of light, turning into the sparrow that bowed its head when it first saw it.

"Ah!..." Wu tried to widen his eyes, enduring the emotion of parting from life and death, and yelled loudly, trembling all over, the array of light under him became more and more intense, and the demonic light at his dantian shrank instantly, killing all the blood Kneaded into one body, the red light exploded and finally became a demon pill.

"So what if you become a demon pill?" The man kicked You Ye away and smiled evilly: "You are like a dead man now!!"

Wu tried to cast him a cold look, but he began to feel dizzy, and his breathing gradually became difficult.

"Die, Tibetan Sea Ancient Road!"

The man raised his sword and slashed at it, but the sword was shattered by a bolt of lightning in the sky, and he turned his head suddenly: "Who..." Before the words fell, the head fell to the ground, and the eyes that had not been closed turned over with the head, only I saw a white electric knife shining dazzlingly among the crimson light.

"How did it become like this?"

Qiu Wuya was terribly cold, as if something was about to rush out of those crescent eyes, he was standing in the shadow of the sun, the smile on his mouth was gone.

Wu Shizhu smiled weakly, as if he was the one who was going to provoke him when they met, his lips trembled, and his tone was as thin as water: "Yo! Come to me again... don't be afraid of being soaked..."

"Soak the pig cage..." Qiu Wuya said the following words for him, his voice was slightly cold, and said: "Don't be afraid!"

"Okay." Wu tried to chuckle, and said again: "Take care of the master... say, in the next life, I will piss him off..."

"En." Qiu Wuya turned around, looked at the fierce fighting in front of him, and said, "No one will come over, let's go."

That sentence has a great sense of conviction and absoluteness.

Glancing at the black and white sparrows on the ground where the demonic aura had dissipated, Wu tried to turn his head sadly, using his last bit of spiritual power to push the demon pill from his body to his mouth. He knew he was going to die soon, so he squeezed it He clenched his fists and sent the demon pill to the snowman's mouth in one go. The dark blue demon pill was between the two snow-white lips, like a blue gem, shining like a galaxy. Gradually, The demon pill warmed the snowman's lips into a rosy color, with flesh and blood, and then slowly entered the mouth, as if returning to the body of the long-lost master.

The summer wind calmed down suddenly, and heavy snow fell from the sky, like goose feathers flying, slowly falling in the crimson light that has not yet disappeared, and the reddish light made the snowflakes turn red like peach blossoms, crystal clear and blurred, translucent. From a distance, it looks like a flying red snow scene.

Wu tried to look at this snow scene, and thought it was extremely beautiful. He wanted to look at it for a while, but he couldn't lift his eyes anymore, until a hexagonal snowflake fell on the thick eyelashes, and he felt the last sliver of coldness. The short body was like a duckweed that had been swaying for a long time, and suddenly fell down, falling into the arms of the statue that had just warmed up.

Among the crowd, Xue Ze Shiyu cut off an arm with a sword and flew into the air, like a hungry wolf hunting, looking for the next prey.Qiu Wuya also killed with such fast, ruthless and precise methods. The two were separated by a palace, but they were competing with each other who could kill more. This is the best tacit understanding among aggressive races.The two killed a bloody road, and when they met, they also slashed their swords together, scaring the hostile monks around them with shock.

The two bloody breaths collided, and Xue Ze Shiyu said with a look of contempt: "Boy, your leg is injured, so go back to breastfeed."

Wu tried to bend his crescent-shaped eyes: "I prefer to eat snake meat!"

"Let's eat when the teeth are full!" As he said that, Xue Ze Shiyu slashed towards him, only to see Qiu Wuya remained motionless, and the old Taoist who was sneaking up behind him was split in two.

"Don't cut my prey casually." The corner of Qiu Wuya's mouth rose, and at the same time, he pierced the person who attacked Xueze Shiyu from the side with his electric blade.

"You fucking cut me too..."

"If you have the ability, you can chop it back."

The two of you can't understand me, and I can't understand you, but they have an excellent tacit understanding with each other, killing people all the way is frightening.

The snow fell harder and harder, and soon a thick layer of snow accumulated. The left and right sides of the hall were violently beaten, and they were all shocked by the snow and stopped their movements!

Xue Zeli looked at the snowflakes all over the sky, with a smile on his dying face, and said: "This is... Xuegai Tianhua... It's been 85 years, and I saw this snow again... Hehe... I'm back... "

During the fight, Xue Ze Shiyu also raised his head, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Xue covers Tianhua..."

Qiu Wuya twirled the snowflakes on the sword and asked, "What is it?"

"The bloodline spell of the royal family, this proves...he is alive."

Qiu Wuya looked downcast, and cut the snowflake in half with his sword: "It also means...he is dead." After finishing speaking, he flew out immediately, and the sword flew away, stabbing the three who were raising their heads. A monk, the three heads fell on the snow and dust like a censer, stained red.

In the snow falling all over the sky, those eyes that had been frozen for a long time slowly opened, like jewels that had seen the sun again, flashing a momentary glow, the light and dark blue streamer in the eyes was like the only pearl in an ocean, and the originally pitch-black hair changed from The dark blue on the top of the head has gradually changed to the black color at the end of the hair, like the black ocean under the star river at night, high and cold, the string of joint earrings on the left ear, which symbolized the immortal yang reincarnation technique, disappeared and returned to its original appearance.

He's back, as Xue Ze Mo Hai! ! !

"Mo Hai, listen to your father's words, even being a monster requires cultivating good karma. Don't kill lightly. Let that snake go. It's older than you..."

"Mo Hai, mother went to the world to buy your favorite candied haws, come quickly..."

"You're pulling my hair again, Si Mohai, I'm your cousin, do respectful elders know?"

.........

All the memories come back, the bloody massacre 85 years ago, the Xianmen Daomeng, the monks of the Hundred Schools, the bloodthirsty and violent faces, all of them were stained with Xue Ze's blood hatred, he was 200 years old at that time...

He lowered his eyes and looked at Wu Shizhu, who seemed to be asleep in his arms and had no body temperature. The brilliance in his eyes was cold, and the demon pill in his body told him all the things that happened, and also narrated everything. hatred and hatred.

He reached out to remove a few flakes of snow from the eyelashes, his fingertips trembling slightly, carefully and gently wiped away all the flakes of snow from that pale cheek until he touched the cracked lip where the last The tenderness of giving him the demon-eating pill, a burst of grief hit, like a sharp needle point piercing into the heart with the pain separated from heaven and man, a tear with ice flowers slipped from those cold eyes, dripping on the chest Shattered into painful velvet! !

"Ah...!!" A long howl came from the cloud platform, the mournful voice pierced through the clouds, and spread to the nine heavens, a powerful demon power burst out, and the dark blue magic light exploded on the cloud platform, spreading out Hundreds of miles away, in an instant, the snow was extremely cold, the mountain was shaking up and down, the ground was shaking, and the whole mountain was shaking.

"Not good!! Mei Aoshuang has resurrected!!"

Yang Zicheng supported the stone pillar beside him and said, he had never seen such a level of evil spirit, he panicked, and saw that there were less than 200 immortal monks present, so he thought of retreating, but he Can't shout, can only walk quietly, so he turned around and fled quickly with the sword.

"Yang Zicheng of Tianyun Pavilion has escaped!..." One person shouted after realizing it, followed by the others and also felt like retreating. Now the ground is still shaking, and it is really unknown what kind of monster has happened.

Immortal Ziyang raised his head to look at the sky, his face was filled with astonishment, and he said, "The sky has changed!!"

Everyone looked up, and saw that the sky above the snowflakes had turned into a dark blue like the demonic aura that erupted on the cloud platform just now, and even the clouds were of this color. Flying away from the nest, all the rats and insects in the remnants of the hall ran out, and fled down the mountain quickly. At this moment, everyone made a choice based on their own instincts - run for their lives!

Immortal Longbao panicked: "The sky changes, and there will be a demon that will destroy the sky and destroy the earth!" He followed the crowd and evacuated!

Those who collided with each other, those who were frightened, and those who had no master, for a while, Xianyue became a mess again, and the crowd scattered like birds and beasts.