After this series of dazzling changes, Lin Haishang suddenly fell into a strange wave of silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the female cultivator who was collecting the sword into the sheath, especially the people from the Pluto Sect. They even forgot about their surprise, and their eyes were just confused.

Looking at the calm and calm face of the female cultivator, Li Xun pursed her lips and tried her best to keep her face calm, but there was still shock in his enlarged and contracted pupils.

There is no other reason, just because he seems to know this female cultivator!

"The purple-clothed purple sword is from Tianxingjian Sect again. Could it be her?" Li Xunyao looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the sky, and was stunned for a moment.

The erosion of sixty years is enough to make Li Xun forget many things.

However, in his heart, there was still a beautiful figure with a blurred face, occasionally rippling.

The reason why he can still remember it is because he personally wiped away the originally beautiful and lovely female cultivator, giving her dignity, confusion, and despair.

Gu Pin'er, the poor victim, the "victim" who had no news after the incident in Songjing -

He looked at the calm and decisive female cultivator who was now on the verge of blood and couldn't meet the number for a while.

Li Xun was puzzled, but now it was not the time to stay. The death of the Nether General made the Ode Sect lose all their face. However, they did not lose their minds because of this. The four Nether Generals who lost their companions also cast resentful eyes on the purple-clothed female cultivator, but did not want to fight, but scattered them in all directions.

A few sneering sounds of those who were afraid of the world's chaos came around. These should be some casual cultivators who followed the surroundings to join in the fun. They did not know the cause and effect of the matter, but it did not prevent them from using this matter to have fun. The sound seemed particularly harsh in the open space.

Li Xunyin was under a giant tree, observing the figures in the sky through layers of branches and leaves.

The one who attracted his attention the most was the purple cultivator.

I don’t know if it was because the female cultivator looked back a few miles away and looked in this direction.

Li Xun's heart thumped, he closed his eyes, and a little later, his face felt hot, and it was obvious that her eyes swept over.

From this point alone, Li Xun knew that this female cultivator's cultivation was indeed great, and she was even close to her own level.

It seems that the possibility of Gu Pin'er is getting smaller and smaller.

However, somehow, looking at the vague outline of the female cultivator from afar, he had a strong premonition in his heart, and gradually escaped from the shackles of reason.

At this moment, Ti Wujiu's low and pure voice filled his ears.

The sound is not very high, but it makes the air within a radius of hundreds of miles shake together, making people feel that the sound is clear and natural.

"The Blood God Son" is a method of harming others and benefiting oneself for the devil's way. Those who practice this method will fight against the righteous way of the world! If the Tianxing Jian Sect is not talented, it will not fall into the hands of evil people!"

This kind of old-fashioned and rigid words seemed sonorous and powerful after his disciples killed a general under his seat, and they were filled with the sound of gold and iron.

Yuan Nan's voice also came from afar: "So majestic and so arrogant! However, if Mr. Gan Yuan's words are to be said in Wei Bufan's ear, that is really interesting!"

This sounds sarcastic, but it is necessary to raise bloody Sanren to support the scene. Obviously, his heart is not as tough as it appears.

Li Xun's thoughts about Yuan Nan were as clear as a fire, and he smiled silently, but...

"How is it the "Blood God Son"?"

Ti Wujiu's words sounded very heavy, but in Li Xun's ears that were already half-informed, it was a little irrelevant.

Whether judging from the arrangement of the Pluto Sect or the behavior of the Zhu Gou Sect, both sects understand that the so-called "Blood God Son" is just a name, and a truly valuable thing is still after the ban on the ancient temple. Keti Wujiu's words meant...

"Don't they know that there is an 'organization' behind this "Blood God Son"?"

Li Xun felt that it was very likely. If so, the attitude of Tianxing Jian Sect would have something worth using... How?

The sudden stimulation made him feel chilled in his head. This dangerous reaction was even faster than the warning from the two puppets.

Without thinking at all, he turned around and crashed into the big tree beside him. The next moment, he appeared from the other side of the tree.

Earlier, one hand was inserted into the trunk, and the tough trunk instantly lost all moisture, withered, rotted, weathered, and collapsed.

The flying dust made Li Xun narrow his eyes, and he couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly for a while. He couldn't tell clearly. Before the dust was dissipated, the next wave of attacks came one after another. The sharp wind pressure made him feel that there seemed to be countless knives on his face.

He roared, and the yin fire inside and outside the bottomless dark ring was evaporated, and it seemed to be a smoke and cloud, and it flickered outside. At his level, the yin fire was already casually formed and changed in all its shapes. When the front end of the yin fire touched the other party's true breath, it changed by itself, and through the gap between the other party's true breath, it buzzed.

The dust and ash outside the body were immediately expelled from the limitations of the body. They had sympathetic and resonated with the external energy. When the true breath was connected, there was a blast in the atmosphere. I don’t know how many qi mechanisms left their original position, stirring the energy of heaven and earth, and generating countless turbulent flows.

With just this moment, the monks from Tianxingjian Sect all had a sense of emotion and looked here together.

Li Xun didn't have the heart to think about this.

The murderous aura of the opponent in front of him was as real as it was, which made him breathless.

The two of them first slid outward, then they seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand and were suddenly sucked together.

At the moment when his figures were intertwined, Li Xun avoided at least seventeen swords that were enough to split his limbs and cut his arms, but he finally confirmed the identity of the visitor.

At the same time, he also understood the other party's purpose.

For some reason, the other party did not lift the evil sword with a very famous reputation, but just using the palm instead of the sword, he could also use the smell of killing the six paths, which was fierce and ruthless.

The storm-like sword force compressed Li Xun's body a circle and gained the upper hand.

"If he used the 'God Earing Yizhanghong' to become famous, what kind of mighty evil would it be?"

Li Xun blocked and dodged. After dealing with the opponent's attack, he roared again. The Youming Yin Fire was like the long wind passing through the gorge, sweeping the flames, swept over, blocking the opponent, and then shouted: "The God-Erosion Sword! Do you dare to insult me!"

The response to Li Xun was a more ruthless hand knife.

Li Xun changed three positions in a row before he could barely avoid it, but he kept shouting angrily: "Who wants you to kill me?"

Only he himself understood that this was just fart.

However, it sounds like another smell in the other person's ears.

Just after saying these words, the other party's sword slowed down and he spoke coldly: "Where were you half a quarter of an hour ago?"

Li Xun called in secret, frowned just right on his face: "Isn't it business? Is the criminal being tried? The dignified Nine Killing Seat... What the hell are you doing?"

After one question and one answer, the distance between the two was slightly widened, and their hands were slightly slowed down. Li Xun could finally take a look at the "Erosion Sword" that ranked first in the "Divine Erosion Sword" in the "Double Sword, Four Blades and Three Small Hooks" of Zhu Gouzong, the number of killers and success rates!

This man was wearing a gray robe, with a cold face, and two thick beards left, looking middle-aged.

What impressed Li Xun the most was his dark and cold eyes. At first glance, it seemed like he saw a lifeless cemetery where countless bitter and tragic spirits were imprisoned inside.

In addition to the effect of a certain special method, this is probably related to his bloody soul full of his hands.

After hearing Li Xun's words, his brows were slightly frowned, but his eyes were still as bright as before, and he followed by another hand knife to cut it off.

Wherever the palm passed, the smell of burnt came from the air.

Li Xun only thought that this attack was no different from the previous one, but he knew it was going to be bad just as soon as he reached out.

I don’t know what technique this hand knife used, but Li Xun felt that the energy in his body had broken all the time under this knife. The Yin Yin Fire, which was originally like an arm, couldn’t help but suffocate. Although this feeling was fleeting, it was enough for him to suffer a great loss!

Li Xun watched the other party's fierce and unshuang cut his chest with his knife. Although he used his extremely pure breath to force his chest muscles and bones to shrink inward for half an inch, he was still swept by the other party's fingertips.

Thinking of the big tree that had just died and turned into ashes, Li Xun felt creepy.

Fortunately, he has experienced many battles over the past few decades and has a lot of experience. He doesn't even look at the wounds on his chest. He activates the Yin Fire with one hand and forces the Divine Sword to retreat. He wipes the sword from his chest with the other hand, and even tore off the flesh of the wounds on his chest. The wound is deep and bones can be seen.

"Follow me, I won't kill you for the time being!"

As he said in the mouth of the God-Eating Blade, he cut it down with another hand knife.

"Kill your mother!"

Li Xun squeezed out the scolding from his teeth, his already pale face was even more white and transparent at this time.

But the injury aroused his madness. He faced the knife that was slashing again. He roared violently and even brought a knife to meet him.

He only said that he would not kill him, but the God-Eating Sword would never mind killing him first.

The knife casts its momentum, and in a sound like a sound of gold and iron, the palm blades of both sides collided together.

At this moment, a trace of surprise flashed in the grey eyes of the God-Earing Sword that had not changed for many years.

This is definitely not Li Xun's arm!

The long dark sleeves shattered into ashes, revealing the snow-white arms in it. Under the clearer sky, it was as clear as if it was about to shine.

The "Thousand Demons Erosion God Method" that can erode all things, leaving no trace on it.

At this moment, there was another flower in front of him, in the "inside" of his arm - he could only describe it like this, as if two arms overlapped together, and suddenly one of them popped out, like thunder, but in the end it stuck to his chest like dust.

He felt depressed and took all Li Xun's revengeful palm.

Li Xun's palm power was not strong, but when it was pressed to his chest, the Yin Fire swept and spitted, and in an instant, at least nearly three hundred changes were changed, and the ability to pull and tear was extremely good.

No matter how strong his body and breath is, he will be torn to pieces in such high-frequency changes.

At this time, Li Xun's palm seemed to press but not press, but seemed to rise but not rise. The surging Yin fire flowed around the palm of his palm. In a blink of an eye, a bottomless black hole was formed, crazily eroding the vitality of his body, and wishing to suck out his internal organs.

He groaned, and the Thousand Demon Erosion God Technique was fully activated, colliding with the Netherworld Yin Fire, and finally shook Li Xun's hand before the internal organs suffered greater damage.

Li Xun had expected this change. With this shock force, he retreated rapidly and his route was straight. Although he didn't know how many trees were blocking the way, he ignored them all, and his body seemed to be a phantom, passing through branches and leaves, as if nothing was left.

The God-Eating Sword did not catch up with him. After being hit by Li Xun, he was not feeling well. The beard on his lips moved slightly and spit out three syllables from his throat.

"Shadow Puppet?"

The sound ignored the limitations of distance and reached Li Xun's ears.

Li Xun's outrageous appearance continued, and a wry smile appeared on his face. He knew that there was no eternal secret in this world, and he would not treat everyone as a fool, but it still didn't feel good to be pointed out in person.

Of course, he did not forget to give himself another layer of cover: "The gift of the God-eating will be remembered in my heart, and I will repay you after the picture!"

He gritted his teeth and said the last four words, but he coughed a mouthful of blood when he was breathing. He quickly applied a layer of muscle-generating medicine to his chest, and his body retreated further and further away, gradually getting out of the divine mind lock of the God-Erosion Sword.
To be continued...