Nightfall

Before looking up, Ye Hongyu glanced at Ning Que without any emotion in his eyes.

At that time, Ning Que was holding a long Piao knife, waving along the sword marks between the bluestones on the roof and wall, his expression was stunned, and he became more awkward and clumsy with the sword. The whole person was like a muddy idiot. .

Ye Hongyu watched that he was seriously injured by the lotus constellation, and should have been paralyzed to the ground, but at this time he waved his sword. It was not clear what happened to him, but vaguely guessed that he had encountered some opportunity and should be enlightened Important process.

The already desperate death, with the opportunity Ning Que encountered, finally revealed a small gap, she knew that the Lotus Shengri would not give Ning Que any chance, but she must seize this last chance .

So she started sobbing and sobbing.

Accompanied by crying, her tattered but still bright red **** skirt suddenly lost all colors and became pale and pale, as if all the breath of life and blood were sucked up!

Her pale face became very bright red, **** and flowery between the corners of her eyes and her nose, two strings of **** red tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, the black hair scattered behind her rose up and fluttered wildly in the air!

She was repressed by Fan Cage's large array and the powerful spiritual power of Liansheng Theo, and somehow returned to her body. The dark room was filled with the unique breath of the practitioners of Zhiming Realm.

Zhiming Realm only showed a very brief moment, and then it fell sharply and dimly. It was like a wild grass pressed by a stone mountain that had no time to top the rock, looked up at Zhan Zhanqingtian, and then shrunk back again.

The realm came back suddenly, suddenly lost, but did not end there. The collapse of her destiny realm was not that the intensity of the realm breath was suppressed, but that the realm itself was walking down, all the way down, it actually broke through the realm directly. At the lower end, you can return to Dongxuan Realm!

It is clear that she has entered the realm of destiny, how can she force herself to return to Dongxuan Realm? The practice of the world has always been climbing step by step, who would turn down the mountain? Even if there are such lunatics willing to come down from the realm, how can it be done? You are taller than the dwarf willow next to the girl's house in Tianyuyuan, you can already step on two stones in the small lake that are far apart, how can you make yourself lower than the willow To the front stone?

What happened at this time is really incomprehensible. Why should Ye Hongyu do this? She has worked hard to find the most suitable opportunity to enter the realm of destiny. Why should she use this obviously very dangerous way to return to the territory of Dongxuan? What exactly does she want to do?

Unbelievable things happen next moment.

Ye Hongyu raised his head and stared at the Lotus Sanctuary, his stubborn eyes poured out the stubbornness of utter determination, the red skirt suddenly turned pale, and the realm fell directly to the hole Profound Realm, but a powerful and powerful breath Her body spewed out, directly breaking through the mental control through the palm of her head, and blasted towards the body of the old monk!

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The realm will never fall naturally, and there are few people in the world who have heard of any practitioners who can come down on their own. However, Master Liansheng learned the Taoism and mastered all the methods in the world. When the breath of Ye Hongyu suddenly changed, she knew her intention . The Xiling Temple has a powerful Taoism, which can allow practitioners to descend on their own. Once this Taoism is practiced, the breath of the enlightenment of the practitioners who originally lived in the upper level will be erupted in an instant. The powerful ideas accumulated after decades of hard work, meditation and meditation will suddenly burst, and will form a terrifying impact.

It's just that this kind of Taoism has to pay too much. The practitioners have to work hard to understand the realm of Jin, even more important than their life and family. Who can afford to give up and start from scratch? And be aware that after practicing this kind of Taoism, practitioners want to re-enter the original state, it is countless times more difficult than the first time to break through the state!

For the powerful temple temples who are qualified to contact and master this Taoism, no one wants to practice this Taoism along the long road, which is more painful and sad than asking them to die. , Must be caught in a more terrible situation than death, requires great courage and determination. (Note)

Today's Taoist Ye Hongyu is already a great practitioner of the realm of destiny. Looking at the whole world, she is undoubtedly the most remarkable figure in the younger generation. However, at this moment, she did not hesitate to force her realm from Knowing his destiny fell to Dongxuan, ignoring the price and false name for it.

Because she is in a more terrible situation than death and colder than the underworld, she saw a glimmer of hope, so she spared no effort to use her death to take this chance, in this cold room without a trace of vitality, except burning herself What other ways does she have?

The distance between Zhiming Realm and Dong Xuan Realm is the breath like a storm on her body at this time, and it is the half-foot distance that the old monk's palm is finally shaken from the top of her head!

The storm-like breath came to the body suddenly, the old monk's body shook slightly, and the finger pointing to Ning Que trembled twice. His expression was indifferent, and he looked down at the girl who was stubbornly looking at himself, and there was no human emotion in his deep eyes.

He did n’t expect Ye Hongyu to be so young and even aware of this supreme Taoist law. If he knew that the Daomen girl, like him, is known for all things, and has a Daoist name, he might not be so shocked. .

Withered spells in his dry lips, a single lotus seal came back from the air with his right hand. The holy radiance lighted like a candle from his finger, and the breath of Dao and Demon shared the entire Bone Mountain instantly!

With the forcible suppression of magic, the old monk's thin palm slowly pressed back to the top of Ye Hongyu's head, one inch by one seemingly slow but seemingly unstoppable.

Ye Hongyu didn't bow her head, she stared indifferently and fiercely at the eyes of the old monk, biting her lips tightly, and slammed out the power she got at the moment of landing without any hesitation. landing.

She supported the ground with both hands, and a few pieces of broken bones were deeply stimulated into the palm, but the pain made her more sober and more stubborn, and her thin wrist trembles violently. Supporting the body stubbornly, the body is trembling violently. It seems that he may collapse at any time, but he has refused to collapse stubbornly.

Two horrifying forces inside and outside intersect and squeeze. The blood slowly oozes out from the invisible pores on her delicate face, then condenses into very fine blood beads, and finally flows onto the skirt that has lost its original color. .

However, the skinny palm landed slowly and ruthlessly.

One inch by one inch, even though she has paid such a big price, even burning the power of the whole life, but the realm is too far away from the lotus constellation, still unable to stop.

At the last moment, Ye Hongyu glanced at Ning Que with no emotion.

At this time, Ning Que was still holding the Park Sword to compare with the horrific sword marks on the stone wall, sometimes dancing and dancing and holding the sword in contemplation, wandering outside, he didn't know what was going on.

"I have tried my best. If you can't wake up, I don't have any other way."

Ye Hongyu looked at Ning Que, and her eyes became more and more fascinating because of her bloodshot eyes, and she felt a strong sense of despair, thinking, "You idiot! When will you wake up!"

Then she closed her eyes.

The thin palm finally fell on top of her head.

The old monk looked dignified and complicated and looked at the girl under the palm. The cheeks that had gradually grown deeper than before, were thin and re-ghosted, and hummed, instilling almost all the spiritual power that has accumulated for decades!

The thin palm spurs a powerful breath.

The violent and dancing black hair returned to Ye Hongyu's shoulder gently and quietly. She slowly fell to the ground. Two lines of red tears dripped from the corners of her eyes, but she still looked at the old monk's face coldly and stubbornly. .

The old monk's face was pale and his body wobbled slightly. In order to completely subdue Ye Hongyu, which burst into the realm of life, he obviously paid a great price.

The matter did not end there. It was not the girl under the palm that really made the old monk feel uneasy and vigilant, but rather Ning Que, who was holding the sword and dancing the sword, because the sword he danced was a horrific sword.

He raised his skinny palm again, and pointed at Ning Que, who was indifferent to his affairs.

Previously, Ye Hongyu exhibited such a horrible Taoism. Liansheng still did not exhaust all his strength, because he had to leave enough power to ensure that he could kill the opponent before the end of Ning Quewu.

To kill absolutely, there should be no hidden dangers and possibilities, so this time he did not glance at random with his own eyes, but pierced his fingers with a dignified expression and seriousness.

The direction between the fingers, the strong spiritual force condenses into a real existence, piercing the lonely space and the dry and cold air, piercing the back of Ning Que.

At this time, Ning Que was staring at the sword marks on the stone wall in front of him with a daze, staring blankly and dumbly, just like a ignorant child who watched the ants move without knowing Shi Fei came behind him.

Dao Ye Yehongyu has fallen into the pool of blood, no longer strength, he is now completely in a state of unpreparedness, facing Master Liansheng with a bitter and dignified finger, there seems to be nothing to save his life .

Just then, a bone of Bai Shengsheng flew up, lying in front of Master Liansheng's spiritual power.

Even the hard bones that are indestructible by the swords of the Demon Sect, there is no reason to resist Master Liansheng's powerful spiritual power, because how can tangible things block intangible spiritual power?

However, the dim light in the air of the quiet room turned at that moment, and the phosphor fire from the sword marks between the stone bricks on the roof wall seemed to be disturbed by some invisible force, and it also floated up at the same time.

Although mental power is invisible, it still feels. At this time, even the light is disturbed and forced to turn, not to mention mental power? Listening only to a cry, Master Liansheng pierced the air with one finger, but Ning Que still stood blankly.

The two white eyebrows floated slowly, and the old monk looked at the corner of the room with surprise.

That is the forgotten corner.

There is a forgotten girl in the corner.

From the beginning to the present, this young girl has not shown the amazing realm skills, and is weak, so Master Liansheng did not pay enough attention, and was even forgotten in the corner.

But she is Mo Shanshan.

Moshan Mountain in Mogan Mountain.

She is a bookworm with the same name as Daozhi.

So no matter how weak she is, as long as she can move, she can do things that most people cannot.

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The old monk glanced at Mo Shanshan indifferently, and ignored her.

Mo Shanshan sat down on the ground with his head bowed, and may fall at any time in a weak position. He touched a stone behind his right hand, seemingly throwing it away at random, but blocking the strength of that finger.

The old monk frowned slightly, her thin tail curled up, and the force between her fingers pierced her heart.

Mo Shanshan's fingers were slightly relaxed, and a scattered white bone flew in front of him.

Then she bowed her head in pain and coughed, and the blood foam wet the front of the cotton-padded jacket.

Calculate the mountain gate for a few days by the lake, and then take the remnants of the Ning Que broken Mozong mountain gate. The girl's charm is almost exhausted. Previously, Master Liansheng broke it at a glance. Strongly supporting himself, using all the arrays that can be felt beside him, trying to stop Master Liansheng.

Those white bone fragments are not signs, but arrays.

Most of the formations in this world are metamorphic symbols, and they all need to be in touch with heaven and earth to mobilize the breath of nature. At this time, because of the suppression of Fan Cang, the dark room could not feel any vitality at all.

Therefore, the array she is now setting is different from the ordinary array.

When the great man thousands of years ago transformed and realized this formation, the original intention was not to be close to heaven and earth, but to fight with each other. So this array method was not originally used to mobilize the world's vitality, but was used to cut the world's vitality, or even cut the world.

There is no heaven and earth vitality in the room at this time, so this array cannot cut heaven and earth vitality, but it can cut any other invisible forces that block up, such as the spiritual strength that Master Liansheng used to take two **** meals and decades of stagnation .

This array is called block barrier.

At this time, dozens of bones lying between the old monk and Ning Que are the insights of Mo Shanshan's calculation and study of the block base outside the gate of Mozong Mountain. Although it is not as good as the real block base, it is already strong enough.

Master Liansheng's expression became more dignified, and he felt the thick restlessness and the shadow hidden between the rotations of his life. The young man was inexplicably aware of the horrible sword left by Ke Haoran. The Daomen girl was able to perform such a powerful and powerful descending Taoism, and this seemingly weak and harmless girl could realize the block!

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The girl picked up the bone debris and the stones falling from the wall, and kept repairing the formation she had just realized.

Ning Que was in a simple formation composed of white bones and gravel, and was quiet in his sword.

In the palace, there is a dense voice of whispering and breaking the sky, the old monk has no emotion, and his eyes are deep.

The blood dripped from Mo Shan's thin lips like a stream, soaking the thick white cotton-padded jacket on his body, and the long, sparse eyelashes trembling gently on the pale face, it seemed that he might close his eyes at any time.

Between the blood and the bones, Ye Hongyu stared at the old face of the old monk, and his eyes burned with a frantic excitement, and the bloody, charming face was weak but crazy, and said with a strange smile: "Old monster, you **** again! ! Before my blood is sucked clean by you, I must see whether you are fast or he is fast. I want to see who can survive! "

(Note: About landing, it is probably understood by electronic transition.

This is the first chapter of today.