MTL - It’s Not Easy Being a Master-Chapter 78 Knife Fold (1)

The ice wall was densely carved with things.

Shen Zhixian swept away at a glance, strange.

All kinds of strange shapes are beyond description ... Let's call them creatures, and they are engraved on the ice wall, and there are almost no gaps. I wonder if Shen Zhixuan's illusion, he felt those things ...

Moving.

Although it is slow, it is indeed moving, as if it has been dormant for many years and finally woke up, stretching its body, and waiting for them to slow down, they will break through the ice and bury them.

Xue Ci's look was not so good: "I still know where this is."

Shen Zhixian looked over at him.

Xue Ci said: "I read a remnant, saying that it was thousands of years ago ... probably farther than the wasteland existed. There was a carving wizard ..."

He was extremely ugly during his life, and he couldn't say anything. His father and mother once thought that he had a bad star and wanted to abandon him. In the end, he couldn't bear it and raised him.

The reason why a wizard is called a wizard is naturally because he has skills that others cannot reach, or even have.

When the child was more than five years old, he carried a small dagger and carved a horse on a stone.

This is quite strange. No one at home or near them can sculpt. I do n’t know where he learned from. What is even more shocking is that the horse turned out to be true. The child ran around the village, turned into a light smoke, and submerged into the stone again.

"The village is an ordinary person. I saw these scenes where I was scared to go back to the house, and they gathered together the next day. They said that the child was a monster and would burn him. Otherwise, he would release more Many monsters have come to kill the villagers. "

Xue Ci sighed: "The villagers are foolish."

This scene seems to have known each other. I don't know how many such things happened in remote and lonely villages.

When Yan Jin was a child, didn't she suffer such grievances?

With a sigh, Shen Zhixian continued to listen to Xue Ci.

The villagers were going to burn the child, and his father and mother naturally refused. The villagers were so angry that they gathered and burned their house in the middle of the night while the children's family was asleep.

The child was okay to be guarded by his father and mother, but the parents were both killed by the fire. The child froze for a long time, suddenly mad, rushed into the kitchen still on fire, and took out the kitchen knife and the whetstone together.

The villagers only said that they would die, and they did not deliberately watch beside their house, so they did not find out in time that the children were still alive.

The living child had firelight in his eyes, holding a knife and a stone in his arms, and his heart was full of hate-he carved a few fierce beasts, such as tigers and wolves, on the sharpening stone, and set his hands extremely calmly. Knife dropped in the eye socket.

The finishing touch.

Painted.

Beast.

The beast roared, covering the whole village with blood.

Later, the children gradually grew up, becoming more and more lonely, wandering around, day and night with sword and stone as partners, coincidentally, they began to cultivate.

He has no mastery in carving things, and the carved things come alive and vividly. If he carves his eyes, that thing can even live and do anything.

Because of this skill, he also suffered a lot of trial and error, and eventually developed a righteousness. He could kill the war because of an unintentional word by others, and he would exhaust his mind and exhaust his spiritual power just to save him. A dying old man.

The world is afraid of the knife in his hands, and even more afraid of the statue he carved, calling him "ghost hand" in fear. Ghost-handed with praise and infamy, he wandered for most of his life like this, and suddenly one day he disappeared, leaving the world with all kinds of suspicions, he was missing.

"He hid in the deep mountains, using his grasping knife for most of his life, contaminated with countless hatreds and gratitude, and carved out a secret place based on the whole mountain." Xue Ci took a deep breath and said: "This is it Everywhere. "

This mountain was a dead mountain, and was carved into a small independent world by the ghost hand-this is the last place where the ghost hand lived.

When he was lonely, he walked in the mountains, carving around, the scenery of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, easily formed under his sword.

With the scenery, it is still lively.

So he began to sculpt monsters and monsters. On the stone walls, on the ice, wherever he could carve, he left his knife marks.

This big ice pit is the playground he digs to the demons and monsters. The ice wall is full of all kinds of demons and monsters. When he is bored, he comes back to wake up the ice sculptures to see them fighting.

Shen Zhixian gently lifted the snow under his feet with his toes. Under the snow, above the ice, it was uneven. At this time, he was stepping on the head of a monster with a small head and small body.

He took two steps silently, and behind him was Yan Jin, who was silent and did not escape. Yan Jin naturally reached out and brought a hand around his waist to take him to his side.

Shen Zhixian patted his hand calmly, and when he looked at the monster again, he found that the eye socket of the monster was empty—the ghost's hand did not engrave his eyes.

Just under the ice, there seemed to be something, slowly gathering near the eye socket.

"This--"

"This mystery was carved by a ghost hand. The ghost hand is dead. To break this mystery, probably find out his knife for carving things-but this is not the point." Xue Ci said, "The point is, The things in this ice pit are about to wake up. "

Shen Zhixian swayed slightly under his feet, he was startled, dragged Yan Jin, and retreated a distance like a stream of water.

As soon as he moved, he snored, and the ground where he was standing broke apart easily. The big and small unknown monster broke out of the ice. He walked two steps on the ice lightly and swaying, sending a low and Weird sound.

"These things are born when blood meets, and alive when spirited. Only then did we avoid the ice cones and gave us spiritual power. Lian Qinjun was injured and saw blood, enough to wake up these things." Xue Ci awakened the two meditating men, Speak quickly: "Leave here before you speak."

The sound of the broken ice layer became louder. Although the two of them did not fully recover, they also adjusted their breaths and jumped up to avoid the monsters breaking out from the ice.

Ghost hands are people who lived far away. At that time, Xianxiu and Moxiu and a group of demons and monsters were not completely separated. The whole world was still in chaos. He had seen far more demons and monsters than they are now.

Therefore, the monsters and monsters he carved out are also complicated and confusing, and there are many ancient monsters that are now extinct.

While the monsters and monsters of the ice sculpture were not completely out, a few people summoned the mount and decided to fly upwards.

Although they are ice sculptures, they still have a vague atmosphere of monsters. Although they are not strong by themselves, many of them come together to make their mounts feel a little bit puzzling. Several people must share a ray of spiritual knowledge to appease the mount, so that the mount will not be agitated and unable to fly.

Some ice sculpture monsters have a slow response, and they are still in a daze on the ice after breaking out of the ice, while others are very sensitive. After a short period of adaptation, they start to chase around and feel the abundant spiritual power on Shen Zhixian. They rushed forward happily and swallowed them.

While Shen Zhixuan controlled the Pegasus, he backhanded a sword, and cut off half of his head.

The biggest advantage of the ice sculpture monster is that it does not know pain and is not afraid of death. Once they are awakened by excitement, unless they are exhausted from the surroundings or the person who sculpts them will return to their sleeping state, they will continue to be active, even if they are broken.

Sword Qi cut off the entire head of the Beast, and a small body remained, still chasing Shen Zhixuan relentlessly.

The head that fell down did not give up. It was ignorant and unconscious. It only knew that the instinct for chasing was cut off, and it was carried away by the sword gas. After a moment, it came chasing down.

In this scene, Shen Zhixuan's brain hurt.

Several other people were not much better.

Duan Ling followed Lian Qin's mount on Lian Qin's side. The little fairy crane was holding the two men, trying to avoid it. He was chased down by feathers, and his tail was bald.

Duan Ling defended the enemy with his voice, and even the piano was not injured. Yu Wuqin was very disheartened. Before the critical moment, Lian Qin didn't want to sacrifice the killer, and he used the guqin as a mallet and smashed the ice sculptures.

Only smashed ice and splashed, in conjunction with this cricket sound attack, but also smashed a way.

Xue Ci was riding his turtle. The tortoise retracted its head into the shell, relying on the thick skin of its four claws, and the shell was **** its back. It rammed through the ice sculpture group and scattered the ice sculptures. Xue Ci took the opportunity to shoot them down.

The ice sculptures rushed forward one after another.

After Xue Ci stumbled and flew several ice-carved monsters again, he took time to shout to Shen Zhixian: "... the ghost knife ... Sword Spirit ..."

The voices of the ice sculptures completely covered his voice, and even though Shen Zhixian was distracted to listen carefully, he only faintly heard a few words.

His mind was clear. Xue Ci only had a few words, and he immediately responded, but he felt that the sword spirit needed to be wholehearted. At this moment ...

Shen Zhixian glanced at Yan Jin, who was very close to him.

He turned his mind sharply and didn't want to think too much, just shouting "Ajin", he jumped from the mount, clicked the ice head of a monster next to him, and leaped toward Yan Jin.

Yan Jin was so close and distracted to pay attention to this side. When she heard Shen Zhixian called, she immediately knew what Shen Zhixian meant.

He controlled the Pegasus to get closer to Shen Zhixian, giving up a bit in front of him, Shen Zhixian steadily rested on the horse's back, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Ajin controls the horse, I must call Frost back."

Yan Jin murmured softly in his ear. The flying horse is not in a big position. The two chests and backs are close to each other. Yan Jin firmly clasps Shen Zhixuan's waist to protect him, while controlling the horses to repel the ice sculptures that keep coming.

Frost Sword Spirit penetrated the center of the mystery, half in the outer land, and half in the mystery. Shen Zhixian's intensive induction, finally successfully summoned Shuang Hui to respond to him in a mess.

Frost Sword Spirit is not a physical entity, and Shen Zhixian does not dare to summon the entire Sword Spirit. He can only pass the Soul Spirit through the Sword Spirit as far as possible, and investigate the entire secret situation through the Sword Spirit.

This move is very distracting and requires full attention. It cannot be relaxed at all. If you are alone or by your side, Shen Zhixuan cannot fully sense the sword spirit, but fortunately Yan Jin is by her side.

The spirit stone spread out with the sword's cover, searching for the most critical object. Shen Zhixian closed her eyes slightly, her sword-shaking hand slightly trembled, suddenly felt something, suddenly opened her eyes, and looked somewhere: "——East!"

There was a shatter of light under his eyes, reflecting the snow and ice, faintly chilling: "Go east, some monsters have already found the ghost knife in one step."

In the end, they still underestimated the group of monsters out of the wasteland. They only thought that those monsters were just here to hide from their dwellings, but who knows, they were originally trying to completely control the secret!

This mystery can be regarded as an ancient mystery, and it really needs to be controlled by the group of demons. Shen Zhixian, let alone annihilate these demons and ghosts, is whether they can retreat and leave safely.

Passing the message to Xue Ci and Lianqin Duan, a few people, Yan Jin controlled Ma with Shen Zhixian to head east first.

They had rushed out of the ice pit, but outside of the ice pit, there were countless other demons who escaped from the wasteland and hid here, waiting to see with their eyes, when they saw them coming out, they screamed in excitement, and swarmed up.

There is simply a wolf before a tiger.

The demon in front may have been instructed, the goal is clear, and they came straight to a few people, but the ice sculptures in the back, not only coveted the aura of their body, but also the demon are unwilling to come, they just smashed into it. Scratching, a lot of demons were exhausted by magic, and turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

Yan Jin simply led the two sides to confront and rushed out all the way. Shen Zhixian was afraid that he could not perform well and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Yan Jin. Shen Zhixian thought about it, and simply stayed on Yan Jin's side, concentrating to sense the frost return and the ghost knife.

It's just that these ice sculptures and demons are not easy to associate with each other. Even if they lead some of them to fight each other, most of them follow them. The ice sculptures are not afraid of life and death, and the demons are viciously excited. Everyone inevitably suffered some injuries and saw some blood.

Going east for a while, the surroundings start to look weird again.

It was just winter, cold and white, at this time it was full of green, flowers and plants grew ice-breaking and grew very fast, and soon springed into the spring scene.

However, this spring scene can not be maintained for a long time, and the residual flowers and dead leaves soon appeared. Only a few spring flowers were adorned with ice silk. Under the hot sun, snowflakes began to float in the sky, and the flowing river was frozen again. live.

The sights of the four seasons seem to be chopped together, and the mountains are half lush and half yellow, full of sense of disharmony.

There was a faint and powerful breath coming from not far away, and Shen Zhixian looked for a moment: "-just ahead."

Needless to say, everyone also saw the most critical thing in that secret place.

It was a large knife with a height of two people. The blade was dark and the handle was bare. It was only carved with some common patterns and no ornaments. Perhaps it was once, but after so many years, it has been with him for a long time. The master scattered the dust together.

At this point, the blade of the knife was down, the handle was on, and it was rickety and difficult, pulling itself out of the soil.

--wrong!

Xue Ci exclaimed: "Black gas-it's a monster!"

The blade body is dark, and the black magic enchanting around it is extremely difficult to find. The black gas wrapped the knife body, slowly pulling the knife out of the soil!

Lian Qin Duan came and followed closely. In front of the sword, the ice sculptures seemed a little scared and began to hesitate. The monsters and ghosts seemed to be afraid of the black gas, spreading out, staring at each other and surrounding them. Get up, but don't come forward.

A few people get a short respite, but no one dares to take it lightly. Compared with the group of things behind them, the killing power of the knife in front of them seems to be much greater. After all, this is the weapon that the ghost hands use to sculpt the entire secret. what!

Even though the ghost's hand is gone, the knife itself can shave their heads bald.

Not to mention that the sword fell into the hands of the monsters who did not like them.

There are tens of thousands of forms of monsters. The most difficult thing is this form of black gas. Once the wisdom of this monster is opened, it can shape everything, disguise itself in various shapes, and slip away like a smoke. Can't catch it.

Seeing that most of the blade was pulled out, only a small part of the blade was buried in the soil, and Shen Zhixian decisively said, "Grab directly."

Sword Spirit is almost unable to nail the mystery, the whole mystery is shaking, it seems to be running at any time. It will be more difficult when the knife is completely pulled up by the monster.

While the monsters and ice sculptures around them were afraid to step forward, the five of them jumped up and rushed from different directions to **** the sword.

However, they were still one step slow. The sword was completely pulled out by the monster, and the mountain shook instantly, and the surrounding scenes swayed, as if the thunderous roar rang, from far to near, as if it came from the sky. It's like the land underfoot is roaring.

Many ice sculptures were shattered and scattered with ice cubes, and the demons and ghosts spread out a little, avoiding the large stones that rolled down.

The knife staggered for a moment, and the next instant, without a rule, he slashed at Shen Zhixian!

Countless blood was stained on one hand of the ghost's hand, and his carving knife was full of radon, without the master's suppression. When the radon was stimulated by the demon, it was even more out of control, and it became almost real. It's unclear whether the turbid black gas is a monster or the suffocation of a knife.

He and Yan Jin were close together, and the knife was exactly between them. The instinct of the body was faster than thinking, and the two of them issued a sword at the same time, separating the knife.

The monster hasn't fully controlled the knife, and it hasn't been unearthed for a long time. The knife was very suffocating. The first knife was very powerful.

The sword fell to the ground, splitting a deep fissure on the ground, and the soil around the fissure was blackened, as if burned by the fire.

A ray of black gas came out of the crack silently and rolled towards Shen Zhixian.

The place where it appeared was Shen Zhixian's blind spot. Shen Zhixian didn't pay attention, Yan Jin saw it, picked it with a sword, and wanted to lift the black gas.

But his action just shocked the wispy sword left in the crack, and the sword was tangled with Yan Qi while his sword was entangled with black gas.

Yan Jin's eyebrows moved slightly, and as soon as her wrists turned, she lifted off the black gas and turned to avoid it. The sword intended not to hurt him, and only stroked lightly on his arm.

Blood oozed quickly.

Shen Zhixian looked back and saw that when she looked cold, there was no time to say anything, the black gas was wrapped in a big knife, and another knife came.

That monster can't control this knife well, the big sword is crooked, and it splits into it for a while, splits into it for a while, there is no rule, it just splits into a landslide, and in a few moments it is a deep rift in the ground. Chaos.

The crowd evaded and couldn't face the resistance directly.

Lian Qin panted to avoid the blow. His injuries were not good enough. At this time, he was tossing and the wound was cracking again. He covered his wounds and exhaled a spit gas: "There are many monsters here, and there is plenty of magic gas. If it is consumed like this, it will only be us who run out first. "

Shen Zhixian groaned for a moment, a sword separated the cold sword meaning: "Lock the array."

Since each of them could not resist the knife alone, they fought and brought together all their strengths to defeat the carving knife together.

Hearing his words, Yan Jin sank slightly.

Xue Cisi said: "Locking the array ... is not impossible. Just this eye ..."

As the name implies, lock array is the array method of trapping and suppressing the enemy. However, this array method is special. It must have a live array. The people who set up the array will pour all their power on the array and pass through the array. Eye to eye against the enemy.

In simple terms, if they choose to lock the array, they have to let one person stand in the front of the array, consolidate the strength of everyone, and confront the carving knife directly.

Shen Zhixian didn't want to think, and then said: "I'll go."

His hand holding the sword was sinking slightly, and he sighed sharply, "Frost back!"

Summoned by him, Shuanghui Jianling stood up with a clear howl, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to Shen Zhixuan.

The monster curled up with a carving knife, seemed to be tired, and paused not far away, ready to go.

Qing Yunzong was originally a sect of swordsmen. Shen Zhixuan was one of the best, and he also had sword spirits to help him.

Xue Ci didn't struggle anymore, and quickly calculated three positions: "Quick!"

This array of four people can form a team, three positions and one eye, worried that even the piano can't hold it, Duan Jun spontaneously stayed with him, Xue Ci and Yan Jin each stood, and in an instant , Leaving Shen Zhixuan standing alone in front of the carving knife.

Yan Jin was standing diagonally opposite Shen Zhixian. He looked a little heavy, his lips moved slightly, and he silently spit out two words: "Be careful."

Shen Zhixian bent his curved lips at him, signalling his peace of mind.

Shuanghui felt the magic, already eager to try, Shen Zhixian smiled suddenly: "Shuanghui, have you seen the black knife?"

Shuang Hui Jianyi responded to him in shock.

Shen Zhixian said, "Break it!"

As soon as the words fell, Frost Sword Spirit joined the sword, integrated with the sword body, but it was not completely hidden. The clear sword spirit was looming, and the battle was heated.

The three men formed outside, and the spiritual power gathered in the hands of Shen Zhixian through the magic and the magic. He held the sword steadily and watched the black sword shake again. With it, the hilt knocked dullly on the ground.

As if some instructions were issued, the surroundings suddenly became agitated, and the ice sculptures and monsters and monsters who were still hesitating before they suddenly hesitated their courage and persecuted them again!

The sudden drop was almost chaotic. Fortunately, the four of Yan Jin quickly stabilized.

However, this time, everyone must maintain the formation, but also to guard against ice sculptures and demons, the situation immediately becomes difficult, and can not pass the power to Shen Zhixian in the eyes of the array.

The black gas also seemed to know the power of their formation. They didn't move forward, but only kept hitting the ground with the knife handle in place, urging.

Shen Zhixuan swiveled open two ice sculptures and cut them with a backhand sword. A monster attacked by random attacks suddenly turned into a different place, and blood spewed all over the place.

The small grass bud was pulled out of Shen Zhixian's sleeve with difficulty. It was too dangerous here. It was just a small grass seedling. Except for its strength, it did not have much fighting ability.

Shen Zhixian's movements were like lightning, and she moved very fast. She almost exhausted all the blades, and then pulled it to Shen Zhixian's collar, so that she would not be thrown away.

Shen Zhixian felt it, and hurriedly said, "Go back to your sleeve, stay well."

The small grass bud yelled, but it was too noisy around, and its voice was so thin that it was immediately drowned and inaudible.

He anxious, struggling to free a small leaf, poking Shen Zhixian hard, trying to get his attention.

Shen Zhixian could not hear it, and had no time to take care of it. Xiao Cao Bu became more and more anxious, and then a small leaf poke out.

However, this time it lost two small blades, and it was unstable to pull. Shen Zhixuan turned over while avoiding the beast. It caught out and was thrown away.

A small grass bud was almost invisible in the dense monster ice sculpture. It was not very scared. Against the strong wind, it was difficult to hide from the gap between the monsters. It was so difficult to find Yan Jin's figure suddenly flew over.

Yan Jin was almost confused by it, pinched it with one hand, and chopped the ice sculpture with one hand. He turned his head and glanced at it when he was busy, just to see the two small leaves of Xiaocaoya rolling his fingers, The remaining small leaf pointed at Shen Zhixian.

this is……

Yan Jin's mind moved slightly, and she suddenly felt the heat of the contract that hadn't responded for a long time in Reiki. An idea came to his mind, and he shoved the small grass bud into his arms, struggling to split a road in the direction of Lianqin and Duan Yan according to his memory.

Lian Qin and Duan Jun looked okay. The brothers and brothers fought side by side. It was not a big problem. Yan Jin flew a monster for Lian Qin and said briefly: "Can you still do it?"

Lian Qin looked at him and seemed to realize that he had an idea. He estimated himself and said decisively, "No matter."

Yan Jin answered well with a deep voice.

Duan Yan took his cricket, smashed the ice sculpture, smashed the monster, and smashed it, thinking that the instrument was too small. In the past, he felt that his brother's Guqin was troublesome to carry, and now he knew that the bigger the instrument, the better it feels when he hits it!

Yan Jin lifted him to his place and could not tolerate him: "Replace for me."

Duan Xu was shocked and said, "Me, Brother ... No, what's wrong ..."

His voice was quickly buried, and Yan Jin ignored him. He also split a path and saw Xue Ci, letting him continue his battle.

The matrix method was restarted. Duan Ye was not as good as Yan Jin. This time it was a bit difficult to start. He tried his best to fill up the spiritual power, and he didn't care about the monsters who besieged him. There were a few **** scars on his body, even a little pain on his face.

He gritted his teeth and optimistically thought that this time he was really going to be disfigured. He didn't know if he could go back to the gate safely this time. The sisters and sisters didn't recognize him ...

Only after a while, Shen Zhixian knew that they had difficulty in setting up a battle. They had no choice but to fight desperately. They were fighting. He suddenly felt a sink in his body, and three different spiritual powers gathered again in his hands. Xue Ci again. Set off!

Shen Zhixian's spirit shook, and even if he found a difference, this time ... he didn't feel Yan Jin's spiritual power.

Confused, what the black knife felt, suddenly moved. Shen Zhixian evaded sideways, and the long sword was separated by the shock.

This retreat fell into a warm embrace.

The familiar atmosphere quickly surrounded him. The situation was urgent. Yan Jin couldn't explain much. He just said the word "contract" quickly in his ear and let go of his hand.

Almost as soon as Yan Jin's words fell, the contract in Shen Zhixian's Reiki Sea immediately became hot and hot. It seemed to sense something and quickly became active. Even the Reiki Sea with Reiki was shocked and rolled up.

This feeling was strange, but it made him feel wary outside. He was suddenly full of exhausted spirit. He realized what he was doing, and turned his head to Yan Jin, and was about to speak, but he saw Yan Jin was empty-handed.

"Where's your sword?"

Yan Jin didn't answer, her gaze was fixed on Shuanghui in his hands, her lips moved slightly: "See you at the age, use your sword."

His pupils began to gradually turn red, clear like ruby, and no longer suppressed his own magical energy. The cold momentum spread as much as possible. The monsters and ghosts escaping from the surrounding wastelands were shocked by his coercion and couldn't help it. Take two steps back.

Yan Jin clasped Shen Zhixian's wrist and passed her spiritual power.

Shuang Huijian was inspired and began to rest uneasily.

Shen Zhixian whispered, "Frost is obedient." While coaxing Fenhui, he responded to Yan Jin's aura and led it to his own aura.

Shen Zhixian now holds the spirit hole of the five souls on the wrist of the sword, but only Yan Jin gets him preferential treatment.

The covenant is deep in the Reiki Sea.

Shen Zhixuan completely trusted and unreservedly unfolded the aura of spirit towards Yan Jin. Yan Jin's spiritual power broke into it easily without any obstruction.

When exposed to the other half of the contract, Yan Jin's eyes were faint, an unprecedented and exciting feeling came out, he had never felt so clearly. The person in front of him should be fused with him. One.

Shen Zhixian drove his own spiritual power, and also passed to the contract at the depth of Yan Jin's aura of energy. The two met and the two were shocked.

This war will never lose.

The two thoughts flashed in their heads at the same time, and passed to the other along the contract.

The corner of Shen Zhixian's lips provoked a smile that was inevitable, took a deep breath, and steadily raised his sword. When facing the knife, he took the initiative to attack for the first time!

This sword seems to contain infinite power. This is no longer possible for five people in a single formation. The aura in the entire mystery has been mobilized, with Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin as the center, forming a huge vortex.

Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin were at the center of the vortex, trying their best to borrow spiritual power, and wielding this shocking sword—

The sun and the moon faded, mountains and rivers shattered, countless ice sculptures quietly turned into ice water, and no longer existed. The entire mystery shuddered violently. The ground cracked countless giant cracks, and monsters and ghosts could not avoid it. Howling.

Black gas wrapped in a ghost's hand with a carving knife and met the sword sharply.

The suffocation of Shen Hei, which was almost substantive, tumbled, even with the blackness of the monsters, entangled, and swept over in anger, which was less than the body of Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin, and was dissipated by 凛冽 剑气.

Shen Zhixian stood steadily, without stepping back, Yan Jin beside him released his hand, turned his wrist, and another sword appeared on the palm of his hand.

Yan Jin ’s long sword followed him in numerous battles in the wasteland. When Yan Jin entered the demon, the sword followed the magic, but usually Yan Jin concealed it well. In addition to Shen Zhixuan, he also No one noticed.

At this point he didn't converge anymore, and the icy magic was lingering on the sword, revealing its evil nature. Yan Jin grasped the handle of the sword tightly, and the sword body frantically absorbed the magical energy scattered around him. He suddenly raised his hand and landed a sword cleanly and staggered with Frost's back, and hit the blade with accuracy and accuracy!

There was another loud noise, and the thunder landed out of nowhere.

The carving knife could no longer hold it, the handle lay against the ground and pressed down a deep pit. It couldn't resist and had no choice but to move back a little step.

This small step is to defeat the army.

The contract is hot, and they can communicate with each other without words. Shen Zhixian and Yan Jin simultaneously exerted their efforts to completely and completely cut the knife!

The black gas that couldn't escape was also split in half, and it panicked around the broken knife body in a panic. It seemed like I couldn't figure out why such a powerful mystery and such a powerful knife couldn't cut each other. Kill.

It was too late to think about it. The sword of Yu Wei, who broke the carving knife, was still there. After a roundabout, it was completely strangled and turned into a light smoke, and no longer existed.

The sword was broken, and the last power to support this mystery disappeared. The entire mystery began to shatter, the surrounding scenes were distorted and blurred, and water was splashed and messed up like colorful ink paintings.

The Reiki vortex suddenly disappeared, and the connection between the other three people in the array was also suddenly interrupted. In the end, Shen Zhixian was back in the line. Despite Yan Jin's help, he still had a lot of energy. For a moment, he felt that the heart was beating violently, and he was exhausted. , Breathed quickly.

One hand held him firmly, Yan Jin's voice sounded clearly in his ears, calm and reassuring: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shen Zhixian wanted to say who was afraid, and he was not soft tofu, but then he thought, Yan Jin was not someone else, and it was not a bad thing to serve him softly.

This time the toss can be tossing, so tired, you must take a good rest for a year and a half to go back, leisurely ...

Shen Zhixian vaguely remembered a word.

Honeymoon.

Yes, it seems to be the word.

Once things are over here, the entire Xiuxian Realm must take a break. When he explains the things in the Zongmen, he can take a good break with Yan Jin during this time!

Frequent twists and turns in these two years, he has been so busy that he hasn't touched the ground for a long time ... he hasn't got along well with Yan Jin.

Every intimate time is like the sunlight leaking between the fingers, thin and faint, which makes people unsatisfactory.

When the sky broke, Shen Zhixian quietly held Yan Jin's hand.

...

Outside the mystery.

Such a big mountain secret is fragmented, and the outside world is naturally not much better.

Many monsters and ghosts escaped from the gap between the rocks, and the disciples who came to answer all had red eyes. Everyone had a color on their bodies, and they were embarrassed, but fortunately, no one flinched.

Xu Xuan watched as the whole mountain began to collapse. He was tense in his heart and kicked away the monster with no long eyes. He quickly reached out and figured it out, only to worry that he would come out.

However, for a while, he paused for a while, and exclaimed ecstatically a moment later: "Miao! Miao! Yun San Yue Ming Gua! Good Gua! Great Gua!"

The little disciple who was so embarrassed and frightened with a sword almost stabbed to death, and almost sneaked into the hanging monster, wiped his face, and seldom respected him.

The wind and sand were rising everywhere, and the rubble was splashing, but within a quarter of an hour, the entire mountain fell suddenly and became a rubble.

Most of the demons and monsters hidden in the mystery were killed when the mystery collapsed, and a few escaped, and were quickly killed by the people who responded outside, and none were spared.

Blood was dripping from the corpses, and the dust was still flying.

In the ruins, finally, some other movements appeared.

In several different places, Duan Ye supported Lian Qin, the big turtle pulled Xue Ci, Yan Jin half supported Shen Zhixuan, and walked out of the pile of stones with a shameless face.

Everyone was embarrassed, and this was probably the most embarrassing moment of their life.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then the disciples cheered and jumped up, everyone's face was filled with rejoicing joy, the demons that had troubled them for a long time were finally eliminated, and their suzerains were okay. They were so glad they almost wanted to change One hundred laps to celebrate.

There was only a little fat, discreet disciple, who looked at a place suddenly and suddenly exclaimed: "The Lord of the Wasteland!"

This sound was very small in the cheers, but immediately caught the attention of others, and the eyes of everyone followed him for a moment and looked over.

At this glance they also