A hand slowly stretched out from the mirror, pale and bony. It turned out to be Luo Tianyang's hand. It looked like a spliced ​​arm covered with black line marks.

Then there was a leg, an arm, and a face.

The person in the mirror was actually alive. He came out completely, and the smile on his face still remained. He loosened his muscles and bones, as if he had been in the mirror for too long without moving, and every joint was creaking.

The sound is like a puppet on strings, making people feel weird and irregular.

"Repent, be sad, grieve, you deserve all this. Why did Yu Ziqing save you? You should have died fifteen years ago." 'Luo Tianyang' walked slowly, he

His heavy boots made a clanging sound on the ground, which was actually paved with dark wooden boards. The boots squeaked and groaned loudly.

He slowly walked to the kneeling Luo Tianyang and gently put his hand on his shoulder, as if to transfer the power in his palm to him.

"Yes, I should have died a long time ago, I shouldn't live in this world!" Luo Tianyang suddenly covered his eyes with his hands and cried bitterly, like a child who suddenly lost his parents.

'Luo Tianyang' seems to be very satisfied with his current appearance, walking with light steps and dancing strangely around him, sword energy floating, and lonely shadows. Like a madman, he is admiring and immersed in this grand mourning.

While dancing, he quietly pulled out the sword from his waist and continued to dance without any intention of stopping.

Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was intended to be Pei Gong, which may be the current scene.

The crying Luo Tianyang did not realize that the person behind him had drawn his sword, and he continued to cry loudly. At this moment, he was no longer aware of all the movements in the outside world, and did not want to care about it.

"Yes, then go and accompany them now!" 'Luo Tianyang' bent down and spoke affectionately into his ear, his words filled with a faint and cold murderous intent.

The sword in his hand was gently raised, passed through Luo Tianyang's arms quietly, and was placed in front of his throat. He could even feel the movement of his Adam's apple from the palm of his hand. He only needed to move forward an inch, and he could cut through it.

When Luo Tianyang's throat was closed, he could feel the fountain of pleasure gushing out.

"I will send you to see you now, ah!" The smile on the corner of Luo Tianyang's mouth froze, and instantly turned into a big mouth. His eyes were full of unwillingness and disbelief, because the severe pain in his chest made him

He lost all his strength and couldn't even lift the sword.

A wisp of black-red blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was shocking.

"When did you find me?" Luo Tianyang groaned. His voice finally returned to normal. It was no longer so strange, but intermittent, like a lingering wolf dog.

The blue-gray rough clothes on his body turned into gray-white long clothes, revealing his originally pale complexion. It was the man who had fought with Luo Tianyang before. They had practiced this soul-stealing technique, and they had originally planned to use their own souls as an introduction.

So it was not due to excessive blood loss.

An iron sword had already penetrated his chest, and black blood was flowing slowly. The blood soon dyed his clothes black, like a flower blooming in the underworld, with a cold purple-red color.

"This trick is really tried and true." Luo Tianyang stood up from the ground, his voice was cold, and the tears in the corners of his eyes had already dried.

"Why, why!" The man in gray roared unwillingly. Twice in a row, he suffered a loss at the hands of Luo Tianyang.

Originally, he vowed to his senior brother that he would succeed this time. However, he did not expect that this time he would lose his life.

"You are really confident in yourself." Luo Tianyang glanced at the dying man with a look of disdain on his face.

"For your dying sake, I will tell you." Luo Tianyang bent down and whispered softly in his ear.

"Do you still remember that kick I gave you? I have already left a mark in your body. Even if you escape to the end of the world, my sword can pierce your chest."

"So, is that what it is?" The man in gray looked up to the sky and smiled. His breathing became lighter and lighter. He was a golden immortal after all, but he died in the hands of a lower immortal.

From beginning to end, Luo Tianyang just acted with him in a play.

The man in gray slowly died and stopped struggling. Luo Tianyang did not stay long. He must find Luo Qingshui and the others as soon as possible.

If the man in gray is dealing with him, then Luo Qingshui and the four of them must be fighting against that more dangerous figure. Although he does not have the offensive skills, his soul-catching formation must be worse than that of the man in gray.

The soul-stealing formation did not break open after the death of the man in gray shirt.

There were no doors in the closed space. Apart from the body of the man in gray, only the silver-black mirror stood there quietly, reflecting the faint scarlet light.

The moon turned blood red after the death of the man in gray shirt, as if stained with his blood.

Luo Tianyang stared at the mirror and hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, the long sword in his hand passed by and cut off the mirror at the waist.

Countless fragments flew out in all directions, each with sharp edges and corners. They scattered in the air, as beautiful as thousands of trees with flying flowers, wrapped in silver.

If there is no exit in this space, can it be said that this mirror is the eye of this formation? Luo Tianyang doesn't know if his intuition is right, but at this moment he has no other way.

Rather than waiting helplessly and waiting for Luo Qingshui and others to be assassinated, it is better to take a gamble that they will not last long at all.

Fortunately, as the mirror shattered, the surrounding darkness slowly dissipated, and everything became clear. He knew that he would soon face the man in purple, who was even more powerful than the man in gray.

Know how many times more people.

How could he face it so calmly in his presence? Luo Tianyang didn't know, but there was actually one thing he didn't tell the man in gray.

Under the illusion, he really trembled, hesitated, and hesitated.

But in the end, anger and hatred failed to defeat reason, so he fell again.

The surrounding darkness disappeared without a trace, and the mountains, rocks, and trees reappeared in front of him. Except for the dead man in gray shirt in front of him, everything remained unchanged?

Luo Tianyang was stunned on the spot, and his hand holding the sword lost its direction for a moment. He originally thought that when the darkness faded, it would be another illusion, whether it was the sea of ​​stars or the abyss of fire, he could accept it.

"Hey, Carrot Head, what took you so long to come out?" A clear and familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Luo Qingshui?" Luo Tianyang turned around suddenly, Luo Qingshui and the others actually came out one step ahead of him.

Could this be the illusion of the man in purple? He wanted to use Luo Qingshui and the others to confuse his eyes so that he could relax his vigilance.

He turned around and saw clearly the four people in front of him. No, five people to be precise.

Luo Qingshui, Yan Jinyu, Lin Qing and Yin Qingxia.

The man in purple was leaning to the side, with a hideous and terrifying look on his face, as if he couldn't believe that he had died like this. There was a finger-long scar on his neck, and blood flowed all over the floor, as if he had been killed by a knife or cut.

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"You killed him? He was so strong, how could you..." Luo Tianyang seemed to find it a bit unbelievable. He couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it.

"It's not us, thanks to this big brother wearing a mask who saved us. He said that little thief can't do anything to you, just let us wait outside." Luo Qingshui stuck out his tongue.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a small matter. Just be fine. These two guys are ruthless and deserve to die."

Only then did Luo Tianyang realize that there was another person behind them, wearing a silver-gray mask, only revealing a pair of sharp eyes like blades.

He is actually a master at the peak of Golden Immortal!

At this moment, he was speaking righteously, like a real green forest hero who drew his sword to help when the road was rough.

"Who are you?" Luo Tianyang was uneasy about the uninvited guest in front of him, and his brows twitched unconsciously.

"Chen Yifan is a casual cultivator." The masked man originally had a flying knife spinning in his hand. Now he grasped the flying knife, put it back behind his back, and bowed towards Luo Tianyang and the others.

"Luo Tianyang." Luo Tianyang was neither salty nor salty, but he still returned the favor out of face. It was obvious that Luo Qingshui and the others had already introduced each other.

"With your peak Golden Immortal strength, you still want to participate in the Tianshan Sect's test?" Luo Tianyang did not relax his vigilance.

The origin of this masked man is unknown. Although he rescued Luo Qingshui and the others, they had to be careful because he might also be here to steal the demon pill.

But if he hadn't saved Luo Qingshui, Luo Tianyang couldn't imagine what they would be like at this moment.

"Brother Luo is joking. Although I am at the peak of Golden Immortal, I am still far behind in the eyes of Tianshan Sect disciples at the same level. Just like Gu Qingling before, I might not even be able to pass a single move under his hands." Chen Yifan laughed sarcastically.

, his voice sounded a little gloomy because of the mask.

"I see that you killed the man in purple with one blow. Your extraordinary skill does not make you look like a casual cultivator!" Luo Tianyang could see that the sword he used to kill the man in purple was anything but ordinary.

"Brother Luo, you are so flattering. The martial arts community must also have its own tricks. Brother Luo, do you think I am right?" Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes and looked at Luo Tianyang carefully, not shying away from tit-for-tat.

Luo Tianyang's heart suddenly trembled. He felt that the masked man in front of him seemed to have seen through his trump card, so he was so direct, or maybe he was simply hinting at himself.

"What are you two talking about? Why can't we understand?" Lin Qing stared blankly at the two of them who were at war with each other. As soon as they came out of Luo Tianyang, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Luo Tianyang was very hostile to this masked man.

"Yes, if it weren't for this masked brother, we might still be in that little dark room!" Luo Qingshui also echoed, she has never been defensive about people, and she will trust whoever saves her.

"Yeah." Luo Tianyang snorted lightly, feeling a little sad in his heart.

"Then let's go. What about you, do you want to go with us?" Luo Tianyang turned around and glanced sideways at Chen Yifan, as if testing him.

He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. But the masked man in front of him didn't seem to have any other purpose. It seemed that he really just saved them.

"It's an honor." Chen Yifan nodded. He should be smiling from his voice, and his eyes were as crescent-shaped as a crescent moon.

The six of them left together, leaving only two bodies on the ground exposed to the air.

It won't take long before jackals and wild monsters will snatch them away.

As Luo Qingshui and the others walked further and further away, about half a minute later, the fingers of the man in purple on the ground suddenly started to tremble.

Under the moonlight, his pale arms looked more like ghost claws stretching out from hell.

The man in purple sat up from the ground, spat on the grass, and then straightened up.

He reached out and touched the wound on his neck, and the deep knife mark disappeared out of thin air, without even a drop of blood.

The man in purple walked gracefully on the grass. When he saw the dead body of his junior brother, he didn't feel sad at all. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his bony arm and waved it gently in the air. The purple blood and the body of the man in gray shirt spread out like ashes and turned into a wisp of dust in the air.

Although the surrounding trees and rocks did not change, they trembled slightly for a moment and soon returned to calm.

All this turned out to be an illusion again!
Chapter completed!