Forced to bind with the double-faced dragon Aotian

In front of the Zhenwu Hall, there was a mountain of blood and a sea of ​​blood, and the bloody flames spread to the top of the mountain, burning all the corpses and creatures it touched into ashes. The Hanyue Sword Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has become a purgatory on earth.

In this battle between good and evil, Han Yue sacrificed countless people, and now in front of the Zhenwu Hall, there are only a few people standing guard in front of the hall, maintaining Han Yue's last dignity and morality.

Xiao Xuelan woke up from a coma, picked up the Shuanghan Sword beside him, and stood up with support. What he saw in front of him was such a tragic scene. He looked around and fell into a daze.

Suddenly there was a man in red clothes, with a sword in his hand, walking towards the Zhenwu Hall step by step. The blood flowed like a river on the ground. Every time he took a step, a blood-colored lotus bloomed under his feet.The three-foot Qingfeng drank enough blood, with a murderous aura, a steady stream of blood dripped from the sword, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, and was swallowed by the raging flames behind him.

The man had a handsome appearance, but his eyebrows were full of evil spirits, and there was always a ruthless smile on the corner of his mouth, and his shallow eyes were stained with blood and fire, alluring and evil.

"Meng Shuchen! You were once a disciple of Hanyue, but you were willing to degenerate and collude with demons. You did a lot of unrighteous things and perverted them! You killed all your relatives and slaughtered your teacher, so you are not afraid of being punished by heaven?! Today you do such a thing. The Righteous Way will never let you go for deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors!"

Meng Shuchen seemed to have heard the ridiculous words, and said coldly: "I am the Tao, why should I be afraid of God's punishment? What is righteousness and what is evil? I won, and I am righteous! You people all claim to be righteous , Famous and decent, but the faces behind it are more hypocritical and selfish than the other, don’t you feel sick? From now on, starting from Hanyue, the world’s moral system, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish!”

"My Hanyue Taoism has lasted for thousands of years, how could it die easily! Even if I fight to the last person here today, I will never give in to you, the devil!"

Meng Shuchen raised the sword in his hand and said without emotion: "Then come."

Xiao Xuelan stared blankly at Meng Shuchen's attack to kill those who resisted one by one, without slowing down.

Although this person has the same face as Meng Shuchen, from the looks of it, they are completely different, they are clearly two people!

But why did someone call him "Meng Shuchen" just now? !

Isn't Meng Shuchen a piano repairer?How can you use a sword?Why did this person slaughter Han Yue?

What the hell is going on here?Why can't I remember at all?

Xiao Xuelan held her head in pain. Outside the main hall, there were corpses strewn all over the field. Some of the fallen ones even had faces he was very familiar with, but now they were all cold corpses.

Not far away, he saw Shui Yunling supporting the ground with a sword, kneeling on the ground, unable to distinguish between life and death, her white clothes were stained with blood, the magic weapon of protection, Suohun Ling, had been broken into pieces, and the white tiger fell down at her feet with wide open eyes. Died for a long time.

There was severe pain in his heart, Xiao Xuelan spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt down on the ground again, and just about to get up, a shadow of extinction covered his head.

Xiao Xuelan raised her head, and in front of her was Meng Shuchen's familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Meng Shuchen smiled faintly, full of evil spirit: "Senior brother Xiao is here so it's easy for me to find."

Xiao Xuelan raised the back of her hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said coldly, "You are not Meng Shuchen."

"Meng Shuchen" was slightly stunned, and smiled again, "Everyone thought I was that trash, but you were the only one who saw that I was not him. What a pity, such a smart person would die for Han Yue? What if You can surrender to me, what Hanyue can give you, I will give you ten times, how about it?"

"Dream." Relying on Shuanghan's strength, Xiao Xuelan forced herself to stand up, and asked, "Who the hell are you? Where is Junior Brother Meng? What have you done to him?!"

"Meng Shuchen" sneered, and said coldly, "If that's the case, then you should go to hell and ask him yourself."

Xiao Xuelan only felt a chill in his heart, the sword in "Meng Shuchen"'s hand had penetrated into his chest, and he felt hot again, the sword was pulled out, and the warm blood in his body gushed out, blurring his vision...

At the bottom of the Immortal Sword Cliff, in the barrier.

Xiao Xuelan stepped on the air from the dream, and woke up with cold sweat on his head. He subconsciously reached for his waist, trying to hold Shuanghan in his hand, but found nothing. Instead, it touched the wound on his back, causing sharp pain. It made him sober up a lot.

In front of him is no longer the flames and blood in front of the Zhenwu Hall, he is still trapped under the Sword Immortal Cliff, everything just now was just a nightmare.

On the cold pool, a battle between humans and dragons is in full swing.

The demon dragon was firmly bound by Shui Yunling's soul-locking silk, and his movements were hindered. The white tiger ambushed by his side, and from time to time rushed to bite the demon dragon's back, while Meng Shuchen flew into the air with his sword to fight with the magic dragon. A streak of black sword energy slashed at the body of the demon dragon, the black scales rolled up, and the bones could be seen deep, and the wound was faintly glowing with black energy, which did not look like normal sword energy wounds.

Looking at Meng Shuchen again, his black hair is disheveled, quite different from the gentle and restrained in the past, his ruthless and flamboyant eyes are exactly the same as what Xiao Xuelan saw in his dream just now, a completely different person!

Under Meng Shuchen's merciless and powerful attack, the devil dragon gradually lost its battle. It twisted its body crazily and dragged the soul lock silk to dodge Meng Shuchen's sword intent. With a shrill roar, the devil dragon fell from the sky to Beside the cold pool, panting to Meng Shuchen, he begged for mercy: "Forgive me! If you spare my life, I will give you the Primordial Purple Qi... Please..."

Another wave of sword energy swung out, cutting off the dragon's tail. Meng Shuchen's glazed eyes were filled with cruel murderous intent, and he said coldly, "You don't have the capital to negotiate terms with me."

The demon dragon roared again and again, and there was a trace of fear in its scarlet eyes: "Why? You...have a devilish energy in you too! We are the same kind! Why do you help these monks?! Who are you?"

Meng Shuchen sneered: "You are worthy of asking!"

"Hahaha, good! You are desperate, and I will not let you go!" Demon Jiao has been a demon king for thousands of years, and he is also somewhat arrogant. Seeing that begging for mercy is ineffective, he thought of dying together.

Suohunling vibrated, and Shuiyunling was the first to perceive the thoughts of the demon dragon, and reminded aloud: "Be careful! It will explode its primordial spirit!"

Shui Yunling didn't dare to love the battle, so she took the soul-locking silk to protect herself, and with her last breath, the demon dragon struggled to the sky, just when it was about to explode its soul, suddenly its body froze, and it fell straight down. The body of the flood dragon hit the ground, turning into powder inch by inch, and it was wiped out in ashes!

Everyone was surprised by this sudden change. At this time, a human head floated out of the cold pool, took a deep breath, and exclaimed: "Oh! It took me a lot of effort to get this thing! Why? So? Is the devil dead?!"

That person was naturally Zhong Huaibi who had disappeared for a long time.

It turned out that he took advantage of the fight between Mo Jiao and Meng Shuchen, and he was unprepared for a moment, sneaked into the bottom of the pool, and took out the primordial purple energy guarded by Mo Jiao.That primordial purple aura is the key to the barrier, once it leaves the position, the barrier will break by itself, and the life and death of the magic dragon is closely related to the barrier, once the barrier is broken, the magic dragon will be wiped out.

The magic dragon has a deep cultivation base, if the primordial spirit blew itself up, it would kill it for dozens of miles around.This was a narrow escape, and there was a smile on Shui Yunling's icy face, and she praised without hesitation: "You are clever, come up quickly."

Shui Yunling threw the soul-locking silk and pulled Zhong Huaibi up from the cold pool. Zhong Huaibi held a jade box tightly in his arms, and showed it to Shui Yunling, "Master, take a look, is it this thing? I was in the water I swam around below and found nothing but this, so I brought it up.”

The jade box was square and square, with intricate patterns and inscriptions resembling ancient characters carved on it. The four corners of the box were sunken, and the whole jade box was like a whole piece of white jade.

Shui Yunling took it and studied it for a while, guessing: "Could it be the Primordial Purple Qi inside? This box can't be opened easily, and I'm afraid you need a special key. Since it's a relic of the sage, it's better to take it back and present it to the master." Let's have a look with the other suzerains."

Suddenly a sword energy swept towards the feet of the two of them, Shui Yunling quickly dodged it, glared at the source of the sword energy, and shouted in a low voice: "Junior Brother Meng, what do you want to do?!"

Zhong Huaibi was taken aback, and said in dissatisfaction: "Brother Meng, what are you doing? You almost hit me!"

Meng Shuchen's eyes were cold, he stared at the jade box in Shui Yunling's hand, stretched out his hand, and said coldly: "Give it to me. Otherwise, the next sword won't miss."

Shui Yunling has always been arrogant and arrogant, and no one has dared to threaten her like this before. She put the jade box into the storage bag, opened her beautiful eyes, pointed her sword at Meng Shuchen, and said coldly: "I just saw that something is wrong with you. , I can clearly hear what the evildoer said before he died, who are you?"

Meng Shuchen pursed his lips, smiled wickedly, and asked without answering, "What do you think, senior sister?"

Shui Yunling sneered like him, and said: "No matter who you are, if you want a jade box, first ask me about the sword in my hand!"

Meng Shuchen turned Shuanghan in his hand, and said, "You're looking for death!" He swung his sword and stabbed Shui Yunling.

Suddenly hearing two strings of "clank clang", Meng Shuchen's attack faltered, his mind was in turmoil, and he seemed to have a headache when he rubbed his forehead.

It turned out that Xiao Xuelan was afraid that Meng Shuchen would be unfavorable to Shui Yunling and Zhong Huaibi, but he was injured and unable to intervene in the battle. He caught a glimpse of Meng Shuchen's lonely left by his hand, and in a hurry, played the "Qingyin Jue" , trying to make Meng Shuchen sober.

Xiao Xuelan had only learned a little qin, and he played the most basic "Qingyin Jue" intermittently, but fortunately Duyou was an artifact, and its power was still there. Sanity gradually has a tendency to come back.

Meng Shuchen turned his head and took a deep look at Xiao Xuelan, his figure suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost, he raised Frost with his hands high and thrust towards Xiao Xuelan who was sitting on the ground——

Xiao Xuelan couldn't avoid it, she closed her eyes and recalled the feeling of being stabbed in the chest by "Meng Shuchen" in her dream, she thought that the dream was about to become reality, but unexpectedly Meng Shuchen just stuck the sword on the ground in front of him, and then One staggered and fell to his knees in front of him.

"Although that trash is incapable, he has a good eye for people." Meng Shuchen brought his face to Xiao Xuelan's ear, heaved a sigh of relief, and chuckled, "Mr. Xuelan, my name is 'Chaosu', wait I'm coming back to find you."

Xiao Xuelan was stunned, and felt Meng Shuchen's body go limp, and fell into her arms, and she actually fainted.

The author has something to say: Does anyone want to stand on "Sulan"?Evil Charm Attack X Cool Shou.Cover the pot and run away~

Thanks for casually throwing a landmine.

Thanks to the old racing driver, Yu Mumu, the [-]-mile light, the very handsome Si Tongjun, Thirty, I want to blow up the nutrient solution for Musuli and Shen Biefang.