Clouds and mist filled the air, and a cold wind roared in the mountain streams.
Waves of cold shouts resounded around the Blood Evil Peak. Before the sun rose, the Blood Prison Army began to drill.
The rising sun is rising, and its gentle sun shines on this desolate land with endless vitality, dispelling the dead air left by the night.
The night of hell is full of gloomy winds. Only during the day can people feel a trace of vitality. The sun shines down, coating the clouds and mist on the top of the Blood Evil Peak with a layer of color.
The huge shadow of the stone sword reaching the sky appeared in the clouds and mist. The entire Blood Evil Peak was eerily silent, and the surrounding air was still.
Jue Lin and Xuan Ren stood a few feet away, looking solemnly at the phantom in front of the sky. In the clouds and mist, they felt a sense of loneliness and loneliness.
No ancients were seen before, no newcomers were seen after. Thinking of the long journey of heaven and earth, I burst into tears! This inexplicable loneliness seemed to envelope the entire Blood Evil Peak. In the rolling clouds and mist, both Jue Lin and Xuan Ren saw that
The looming figure of Tao c
This figure is a bit illusory, and Jue Cai and Xuan Ren feel astonished. This figure is not standing on the stone sword, but standing in ancient time and space. An aura of vicissitudes and loneliness fills his body.
With.
Kacha!—A strange thunder shot out of the air, tearing apart the churning clouds and mist, and its oppressive aura spread out all around.
The endless clouds in the sky, the collapse of the established religion, the roar of thunder, the clouds rolling in, endless water vapor condensed in the void, and with the thunder, a majestic heavy rain fell without any warning.
Wow! The rain of hell washes away this murderous world. When the rain drops, it turns blood red.
The morning sun still hangs in the sky, with warm sunshine shining down on the cold rainwater, and a rainbow appears in the sunshine.
Under the rainbow, a hunter in white clothes made a sound. Ye Chen stood on the stone sword and looked at the rainbow hanging in the sky with a slightly blank expression, and held the Moon God Pendant 6 in his hand.
When the heavy rain came, the sound of rushing echoed in Ye Chen's ears like thousands of horses galloping in the distance. Ye Chen's world was silent. His mind was immersed in the meaning of the sword, and he was also immersed in this sudden heavy rain.
medium c
The rain dripped down the stone sword, forming a rain curtain. The whole world was quiet except for the rushing sound of the rain. Even the cold shouts from the Blood Prison seemed insignificant.
In the vast world, only the sound of rain covered everything.
That kind of inexplicable loneliness blended into this rain. Jue Lin stood in the rain and accepted the baptism of blood rain, silent, the rain fell on the rocks, and the water vapor rose up, and the surrounding rocks looked hazy.
Unreal.
Jue Lin's thoughts were immersed in the rain. He remembered that a long time ago, when he was young, he stood in the rain and looked at the gray sky.
At that time, he was not the leader of the White Tiger Clan, but just an ordinary member of the White Tiger Clan.
There is no dispute, he is the only one in the whole world, dancing the sword alone. When he is tired, he uses the heaven and the earth as his quilt, and his loneliness as his dance.
Day after day, year after year, the days were extremely boring, but he always persisted.
However, when he later became the leader of the Zibaihu tribe, there were too many trivial matters and too many disputes. For an unknown period of time, Jue Lin forgot about this loneliness. He stood quietly in the rain, and all the disturbances in the world were with him.
Doesn't matter.
A change is taking place in Jue Lin. Jue Lin's heart is as quiet as stagnant water. Bathing in the rain, Xuan Ren and others' moods have also changed.
This rain washed away the whole world, and also washed away the mood of Jue Lin and others. Jue Lin and others were like this, not to mention Ye Chen. The rain fell on Ye's body, and the floating military clothes clung to Ye Chen's body.
He did not deliberately take shelter from the rain and let it fall away.
The meaning of the sword of the generation is permeated on the Moon God Pendant, blending into the rain, and its loneliness is reflected most vividly in the rain.
Ye Chen half-squinted his eyes. He understood this kind of loneliness. On the vast land, a swordsman walked by with a sword.
Ye Chen has also experienced this kind of loneliness. To this world, he is just a stranger. His previous life was a water town in the south of the Yangtze River with small bridges and flowing water. It was not a world full of killings.
Behind every person there is an unknown past. It is precisely because of this past that people are different from each other.
The memories of the past can only be passed away after all, but just thinking about it makes me feel a little emotional. Ye Chen raised his head, and a wave of moisture carried raindrops in the wind and fell on his face. It was very refreshing. He looked up at the mist-filled
Sky.
The sword intention of the first generation was desolate and lonely, and his sword intention was incompatible with this world, because there was no sword in this world. It was only with the generation of the sword that the sword skills evolved into thousands of things.
"It turns out that everything is like this!" Ye Chen pondered, and in the rising rain curtain, he seemed to see a lonely figure, coming out of ancient times and disappearing into the world.
Many things are already understood, but they are made too complicated! Ye Chen has always understood the loneliness of the generation, and he also understands the sword intention of the generation.
"I understood the desolate loneliness of the sword spirit in the past, but after reviewing it for several months, I understand it even more deeply!" Ye Chen tightly held the Moon God Pendant in his hand and murmured softly c
Looking at the endless rain, Ye Chen raised his left hand and pointed it as a sword. The sword pointed in the void, and ripples flowed out from the fingertips and merged into the world: "Disperse!"
The ripples spread, and at the same time, the rain between the heaven and the earth stopped in vain. The endless rain immediately collapsed, turned into nothingness, and merged into the heaven and the earth.
The surging clouds and mist rolled around, and the thunder that swept out of the clouds and mist turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Ye Chen, and finally merged into the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows. As time passed, the clouds broke, and the rays of the morning sun were not blocked in any way.
On the Blood Evil Peak.
The sun fell, bringing warmth, and fell into the depths of Ye Chen's eyes. A smile appeared in his eyes: "I understand, I really understand!"
The sudden rain dissipated, and Juelin also woke up one after another, clearly understanding the previous feeling, and quietly reminiscing about it.
Everyone has endured that kind of loneliness, but some people can't bear it. Indulging in fame or fortune, and the world of mortals, as a warrior, you need a fearless heart, and you also need a heart that can withstand loneliness.
As the rain dissipated, the heavenly realm, the hungry ghost realm, and the human realm also experienced a slight change. The body was no longer so dead, but had a little more vitality.
"Then you can fall asleep next!" Ye Chen muttered, his eyes still fixed on the sky, but in the next moment, a trace of surprise appeared in Ye Chen's calm eyes: "I didn't expect that,
He has already arrived!"
"Faster than expected!" A solemn look appeared on Ye Chen's face. In the distant void, he noticed a familiar breath. The oppression contained in this breath was extremely terrifying. This was
The breath of Gutianc
"It seems unavoidable!" When Ye Chen ordered Liu Dong and others to search for the disciples of the Sword God Sect, he knew that interested people would notice that the Blood Prison was connected to the Sword God Sect. If it were the native hell
People are just curious about where this Sword God Sect came from. But those warriors who entered the Sword Tomb from the Martial God Continent can guess that there must be people from the Sword God Sect in the Blood Prison, maybe the three ancient tribes.
, even the Sword God Sect Master.
"It's unavoidable, so we can only face it with all our strength!" Ye Chen stood up, and his human figure swept behind him, causing ripples and dissipating in the world, "Humanity's forbidden magical powers can be used at critical times.
It can definitely achieve unexpected results!”
Stepping out, Ye Chen stepped into the void, and all the energy in his body was fully activated. If a fight broke out, the aftermath alone would be enough to destroy the entire Blood Evil Peak.
The aura became clearer and clearer, and the terrifying oppression spread out in the void like a tide. Before anyone arrived, just the pressure contained in the aura stirred up ripples in the space.
Jue Lin, Xuan Ren and others all frowned. They felt powerless in front of this terrifying pressure.
Young Master Su and Liu Dong, who were training the Blood Prison Army, also raised their heads, their gazes drifting to the sky, with a hint of horror in their eyes. Whose aura is this? What a powerful aura.
"It seems that you have also noticed my existence!" The terrifying oppression swept across from all directions, but Ye Chen was not affected, and still walked forward unhurriedly, the Qiqi Sword quietly emerged in his hand.
Go out, "This - money can only win, not lose!"
"Jue Lin, Xuan Ren, you are all ready to retreat!" Ye Chen's voice rang in everyone's ears while Jue Lin, Xuan Ren and others were using their Qi to resist this oppression.
Everyone is a veteran who has been practicing for decades, so how can they not see any clues? Obviously, there is a foreign enemy coming, and this foreign enemy is extremely powerful.
Outside the Blood Prison, Lonely City and other law enforcers also woke up from their training, looking at Tianji with horrified expressions. They also felt the shocking oppression.
The middle-aged man looked at the void in the distance with a very solemn expression, and whispered: "What a terrifying aura, who is it!"
Hiss! The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded, and a long rainbow flew across the sky and shot straight towards the Blood Demon Peak. As the figure got closer and closer, the middle-aged man and others also saw clearly the true face of that person.
, at the same time, the oppression is becoming more and more terrifying c
Phew! The rainbow passed by just for a moment. The middle-aged people and others felt as if they were about to suffocate: "Who is this person and why did he go to the Blood Prison?"
A terrifying aura enveloped an area of hundreds of feet in radius. In just a moment, this rainbow-like beam swept out several feet and shot straight at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen stopped and looked solemnly at the rainbow that gradually appeared in his sight. The sky and the earth suddenly roared, and the roaring sounds shook the earth and the earth.
The sword light receded, and Gu Tian's figure emerged, dressed in a green shirt, with long hair flying. A terrifying aura filled Gu Tian's body: "Finally I found you!"
The calm words were filled with monstrous murderous intent. Gu Tian came through the void. Every time he took a step, the space shattered. His eyes fell on Ye Chen, and his breath locked Ye Chen tightly.
The two eyes looked at each other, and the overwhelming pressure rolled out, setting off a terrifying spatial wave. Although Ye Chen was afraid of Gu Tian, his expression was extremely natural: "Long time no see, Gu Sect Master!"
The two were originally mortal enemies, but when they faced each other, they still maintained their demeanor. Ye Chen's demeanor made Gu Tian admire it very much, but it was just admiration. After all, one of the two of them wanted to lose, and they would fight to the death.
c
"What a pity! You are destined to die, and only death can make you guilty!" Gutian said lightly, and the terrifying aura completely exploded on him, and the world changed color in vain. It seemed that the world could not bear Gutian's aura, and was trembling c
"Perhaps!" Ye Chen said lightly, his eyes like real sword light, tearing apart the oppression that was sweeping through him. He could see that although Gutian's aura was terrifying, there were injuries on his body: "You have injuries on your body.
!”
"Although I'm injured, it's enough to deal with you!" Gu Tian said lightly. His body dissipated in vain and turned into a rainbow shooting out. He only saw the rainbow in the distance, but in the blink of an eye, Gu Tian's body
The shape appeared in vain above Ye Chen, the terrifying martial arts will condensed, and the palm fell. At this moment, the whole world seemed to collapse, and Ye Chen had nowhere to hide.
Raising his head and looking at the sword energy coming from the sky, Ye Chen was still moving, but the hungry ghost beside him took a step forward, and the mark between his eyebrows was filled with fluctuations, a trace of terror.
The vortex emerged above Ye Chen in vain c
In the vortex, a huge mouth emerged! The devouring magical power of the hungry ghost!
Endless tearing force spreads out from the giant mouth, and the broken void surges!~!
{PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our biggest motivation}