"The black-blood coir raincoat is truly worthy of its name."
Although he was a little embarrassed, Nangong Leng still stood with his head held high, looking at Bai Yi coldly, the murderous intent in his eyes no longer concealed.
"A monk who has just entered the Nascent Soul can actually push me to such a point.
Bai Yi, you are indeed very strong, even as good as Mu Jianyi of the Mu family."
Nangong Leng continued in a gloomy tone: "However, the farce ends here.
I cherish your talent and withdraw from the platform.
I will spare your death.
If you continue to fight, the only outcome will be death in Qingkong Lei."
As he spoke, Nangong Leng's sword and shield magic weapon emitted a dazzling white light.
The top-quality magic weapon, which was activated with all his strength, exuded cold spiritual power fluctuations.
This was a sign of a life-and-death battle.
Once this Nascent Soul reaches its peak and fights to the death, No one believed that Bai Yi could escape unharmed.
"quit" Bai Yi, whose Taoist robes were fluttering in the wind, raised his eyes to look at the glow on the horizon.
The sunrise was coming, and the blue sky competition was going to end soon.
In less than half an hour, it was his last chance, and it was also the last chance in the ice coffin.
White jade, the last chance of survival in this life.
"Unless you die in battle" A cold drink came not only from Bai Yi's mouth, but also from Jin Zhi's mouth.
A cold and fearless sound, and a hoarse and deep sound, mixed together to form an oath like an echo.
Yun Kong was killed by two top-grade magic weapons.
Not only did the black blood raincoat outside his body become dilapidated, but his golden corpse was also covered with horrific scars.
The flesh and blood on his two legs had long since disappeared, leaving only the dense His bones were broken, and there was a horrifyingly large hole in his heart, and even half of his face was missing.
The golden corpse, neither human nor ghost, was now completely covered with skin.
But even so, he still climbed up slowly.
The flames of war burning in his eyes not only did not go out, but became more and more intense.
On the cloud platform.
The handsome man swore an undying oath, and the roots of fighting in the name of war were deeply buried in that lonely heart.
Those words, unless he died in battle, made the Sanzhou monks' blood boil with excitement, but few people It can be noticed that there is a kind of aloofness from the ancient times mixed in the oath.
On the stone platform, Ji Honglian's eyes were always looking at Bai Yi.
She had completely sensed him.
The young man from the Cangyun Sect had no connection with the Immortal Lord at all, but for some reason, after seeing Bai Yi Saran's war oath, Ji Honglian suddenly thought of the uncle who was also Saran.
"uncle" With her red lips slightly parted, the child-like Star Island Master did not make any sound, but called from the bottom of her heart to the white-haired man who had taken her as a child out of that desperate situation.
Different people, similar hearts.
Ji Honglian's vision gradually became blurry.
The nightmare from childhood buried deep in my heart resurfaced again after the fall of the Immortal Lord.
It was a bloody world, towering on an altar in the desolation.
A young girl in red is curled up.
This is the world of evil spirits.
The altar is the devil’s table The evil spirit hidden in the blood.
Standing a hundred feet high, looking down at the human girl on the altar from a high altitude.
There was no trace of sadness or joy in the eyes as huge as lanterns.
There is only one kind of gaze that appears when facing food, cold and ruthless.
Ji Honglian curled up on the altar, bent her legs, and buried her pale face deeply between her knees.
She didn't want to see it, let alone didn't dare to see it.
No matter who it was, when she became someone else's delicacy, she would only be left with the deep fear from the ancient times.
The crystal tears flowed into a stream and flowed along the girl's side.
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However, in the eyes of the Demon King, those clear tears were just some delicious soup.
There is no wind in this cold alien world, but it is filled with cold air.
Only real evil spirits live here, and there should be no human beings.
However, a great change in the family made the young Ji Honglian the only one in the Ji family.
When the owner of the family was dying, he opened a mysterious door to another world for her.
So Ji Honglian escaped through the door and became a wandering soul in another world.
Ji Honglian, who escaped the disaster of genocide, was too young in cultivation and too young.
Ever since she escaped through that door, it meant that she had entered a place of death.
The head of the Ji family just wanted to leave a legacy for the Ji family.
It’s just a slim hope, and this hope will eventually be torn into pieces by those powerful and terrifying evil spirits.
As the king of this bloody land, the huge evil demon quickly discovered the creatures from the world, so this pretty young girl became a delicacy on its dining table.
Appreciating food is always a hobby of diners.
As the owner of the Bloody Land, the huge evil demon is also the same, but what it likes is to appreciate the fear and wailing of food before it is devoured.
After a long time, the huge evil demon lost its patience.
Although its food shivered in fear, it never wailed, so it decided to eat the two arms or two legs of the food first.
In this way, Food can really make you howl.
The teeth, as sharp as sharp knives, broke away from the blood.
The huge evil demon showed its ferocious look and slowly swallowed it.
This was Ji Honglian's nightmare.
Ever since she left that dangerous place, she had never dreamed of that bloody patch of blood or the vicious demon that wanted to eat her.
But now, when she was awake, Ji Honglian seemed to see that blood again.
A bloody world.
That was not a dream, but a real past event that happened in her childhood.
Raising her head suddenly, the girl on the altar felt briefly calm after being extremely frightened.
In her frightened eyes, a thin figure was walking towards the bloody end.
It was a person, a young man, a man with white hair, but very handsome.
He was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and his white hair was tied back casually.
Following his steady steps, it danced lightly in the blood, just like a passer-by, he walked into this place so casually.
Shura Dao is regarded as a forbidden area by creatures in the human world.
The appearance of the white-haired man attracted the attention of the huge evil demon.
As the king of this world, the terrifying Shura King exuded a pressure that would destroy the world, the kind that would destroy even the highest cultivators in the human world.
The overwhelming pressure could not stop the white-haired man from taking even one step.
Soon, the white-haired man came to the altar.
He was indeed a passer-by, as if he was looking for something.
He casually glanced at the furious King Shura, and also casually glanced at the young girl on the altar, with an expression on his face.
It's as relaxing as walking in your own garden.
"Uncle, uncle" the girl on the altar screamed, and then asked tremblingly: "I, will I die?"
There was no begging or asking for help.
The young girl from the Ji family just asked the passers-by a question about her life and death.
The power of King Shura made her no longer have any hope for her own survival.
She just wanted to die before her death.
Before you die, just listen to the voices of your compatriots.
"Do you want to die?"
the white-haired man asked with a frown.
Ji Honglian didn't answer, just shook his head with all his strength.
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"Since you don't want to die, then" the white-haired man smiled, charming and gentle.
He stretched out a slender hand and said softly: "Come with me."
In the nightmare, since the white-haired man with the charming smile appeared, Ji Honglian would never wake up in her dreams.
Being with that man made her feel extremely at ease.
She clearly remembered that when she was her little hand, she would die.
As she clutched the slender big hand, the furious roar of King Shura erupted in her ears.
Amidst the endless blood and the sword light rising into the sky, the man she called uncle took her unscathed.
Left the other world
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