There are gaps in the road

Zhou Jiucheng was willing to save face, but Ye Chuxiao did not fight an uncertain battle.

On the talisman formation, Ye Chuxiao, who has long been called a "master", tampered with the large formation outside the Duanyan Pagoda in advance, and changed the external sweep to the internal collapse.

In essence, it is still a plunder of the energy of the world, and even the effect in a short period of time is even better.

But its incidental effect has now become the biggest obstacle for Zhou Jiusheng to escape.

The frantically curling and shrinking energy of heaven and earth made Zhou Jiucheng's steps jerky, which was already unsustainable. When Ye Chuxiao chased him out, he could barely fly more than ten meters away. escape effect.

As for those so-called backhands of all kinds, it's not that Zhou Jiusheng didn't have them, but they were useless.

When Ye Chuxiao's knife struck again at a distance of more than ten meters, Zhou Jiucheng had no choice but to raise his sword to fight, otherwise he would be ripped open by Ye Chuxiao in just a moment.

Domineering above the domain is extremely cruel to those below the domain.

If you don't grasp it, you will be separated from the gap in the world.

Knife and sword collided fiercely under the interlacing of thunder and wind.

But now, under the threat of death, he has let go of the bottom line.

The woman replied: "I am Duanmu, and I am also King of Pluto!"

Zhou Jiusheng screamed with red eyes, and the spirit sword that had been with him for many years came out on his own, burning the spirituality he had cultivated for many years, and transformed it into a sword with the charm of the peak.

It is ridiculous to talk about good and evil again.

"There is no Hades in the world, where is the King of Hades?" Zhou Jiusheng asked with a sneer.

Zhou Jiusheng was like a tiger whose teeth had been pulled out. Although the roar could still shock the mountains and forests, the sword he swung was no longer fierce. After each sword he sent out, the specific threat he posed was greatly reduced.

Duanmulin casually glanced around.

It is an excellent spirit sword, and at the moment it finally blooms, it makes a whistling sound.

Now that you've been discovered, let's do it right away.

At the same time, weak, fine sweat continuously emerged from the top of the head and back, gradually turning a trace of blood.

For Zhou Jiusheng, any facial features and figure in the form of foreign objects are no longer surprising.

Jin Buyi will not conspire with the demon girl, want to take food from the tiger's mouth, and go against the priority.

The powerful medicinal power echoed in half of his body.

He has also been to the land of aurora, and has studied the sword skills of this Wuxin sword master.

"Pluto?"

The ice lotus blooms, driving the dreamy aurora.

It may be more sincere to show your true nature.

In the Huangdou world, even the living cannot live forever, let alone the dead?

And in some specific worlds, because of the special rules, there are Hades and Ghost Domains, but this has nothing to do with the Huangdou world.

He hasn't accumulated enough strength yet, so he might as well waste some time talking with Duanmulin.

Duanmulin took out an hourglass from her arms.

The two heavens contrasted with each other, and the up and down and boundaries were gradually blurred in the speeding and rotating battle.

The former is at the end of a crossbow, and the latter is water without a source, which can be described as half a catty.

When the sword light struck, Ye Chuxiao held the saber in both hands, as motionless as a mountain.

Then, the time is two-thirds of the way to the end of the hourglass.

If it weren't for such a difficulty, the witch Ying Shu would not have painstakingly planted her heart pills in order to plunder other people's nutrients for her own use.

"I don't want to die!" Zhou Jiusheng lay on the ground and begged Duanmulin for mercy.

Zhou Jiusheng, who had come to the end of the road, immediately agreed: "As long as Pluto can save me, I will always serve Pluto as my master. If I betray him, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"

At the same time, Zhou Jiusheng was also in this battle, consuming what little vitality he had left.

But what the woman did really shocked Zhou Jiusheng.

Everything he has seen and tasted has been reduced to meaningless smoke.

If we say that from the state of wisdom to the artistic conception, it is a transformation of the will, more thorough, more self-indulgent, more willful, from the inside out.

"Sweet and full, in the breath, there is the purest inspiration, the cleanest femininity, and such a mighty pure yang. Who deliberately built her cauldron? The supreme gift for breaking through cultivation?" Zhou Jiusheng stared at the woman firmly, and quietly changed his mind.

This is also the basis for his dealings with Duanmulin.

Having lost the spirit sword that accompanied him day and night, and also lost half of his body, Zhou Jiucheng, who only had his lower and upper body, had reached the point where his fuel was exhausted.

For Duanmulin, Zhou Jiusheng has not stopped coveting her.

In reality, Zhou Jiucheng, a sword god, has caused more damage to the world than three thousand evil monks.

Of course she can't order life for all beings.

He needs to hang his breath and make the final arrangements and arrangements.

The dead people, merged into the aurora, are more like being branded into a painting.

He is still not sure about Duanmulin's origin.

To put it bluntly, the rules have changed.

What remains in the world is only endless mania and violence.

At this time, every word she said was compared by Ye Chuxiao and him in advance.

The dead energy lingering on the ground was absorbed by her, and the tough seeds seemed to finally be able to germinate from the soil.

The more you practice, the more you understand this.

Even if it was just a false thread, he was unwilling to give up.

Zhou Jiusheng stepped into the clouds with one foot, but what exploded under his feet was an unparalleled sharpness.

The woman stood ten meters away from Zhou Jiucheng, looked at the place where he was crawling and hiding, and looked over, Zhou Jiucheng felt ashamed that his soul was pierced for an instant.

After the violent collision, Zhou Jiucheng had disappeared from Ye Chuxiao's eyes.

Even if he didn't see her face clearly at first glance, he instinctively felt that it should be a woman with peerless beauty.

However, Ye Chuxiao's knife is no longer a knife of wisdom, but a knife that has really stepped into the realm of artistic conception. The powerful force of personal will continues to grow from the remaining blade energy, as if Like a parasitic life, it repeatedly drained Zhou Jiusheng's vigor and vitality.

The fine sand was flowing, and soon one third passed.

Through the special relationship with Duanmulin, Ye Chuxiao can borrow her perspective to see another picture.

No matter how realistic the painting is, it is also fake.

The mutilated lower body seemed to grow back under the support of the medicine.

But Zhou Jiusheng was a dying person, and when she stood in front of Duanmulin, she could see at a glance how Zhou Jiusheng would approach death without more external interference.

In a trance, there are mountain peaks standing out in the clouds, proud and majestic, although the wind and thunder cannot move, everything will not change.

"Who are you?" Zhou Jiusheng asked the woman.

Finally, the woman approached.

In a daze, Zhou Jiusheng seemed to see, in the flying yellow sand, a woman with full head of silver hair and wearing a blue and blue robe, stepping on a lotus flower, coming gracefully.

With a cry of pain, half of his body was crushed by the sharp knife light.

When she walked by, the dry ground seemed to be lightly covered with some greenery.

Even the elixir with abundant energy and miraculous healing power can hardly heal the damage caused by the realm of artistic conception.

This is the last flashback, the body instinctively supplies all the functions and the last vitality to the brain, allowing the brain to make the final judgment.

"She found me?" Zhou Jiusheng was not upset, but changed his posture instantly, half of his body rushed out of the sand, and then shot at the woman with sharp sword energy from his mouth.

Practicing in a world where the Dao of Heaven is incomplete, all monks are gamblers who have stepped onto the gambling table.

The former Zhou Jiusheng disdained to use any evil skills that would pollute his own will.

The hourglass was placed on the ground, and the silver-white fine sand quickly slid from one bucket to the other.

Looking at the shriveled, dull, and even ugly earth, Zhou Jiusheng didn't have any regrets, only resentment.

Flying out of this special cave prepared in advance, the world outside is filled with dry, dead wind and sand.

"I came to this world, and I am Pluto!" said the woman.

At this moment, Zhou Jiusheng's spirit became clearer instead.

By the time he wanted to risk his life and lay Ye Chuxiao on his back, he no longer had this ability.

Maybe you can soar into the sky after jumping out, or maybe you just fall off the cliff and be smashed to pieces.

Duanmulin said: "No! It's because you only have this quarter of an hour of life left, and after a little while... about one-third of the scale, the five qi will be in chaos, and the internal organs will be like knives and axes."

In the heavens and worlds, there may be a great reincarnation in the dark.

Of course she is Duanmulin.

"Since he is Pluto, what proof is there?" Zhou Jiusheng asked.

Just as Duanmulin said, his internal organs began to burn like fire, and his blood, which was already depleted, began to further collapse.

"Please Pluto save me!"

He no longer thinks about 'eating' her in one bite, but thinks about feeding her up, tasting it little by little, knowing that she is like the shriveled earth, completely deprived of nutrition.

Zhou Jiusheng laughed: "Understood! It turned out to be a vulture squatting on a rotting corpse, puppet, cunning, evil, and filthy. What kind of method do you practice? You might as well tell me and let the old man show you a thing or two. The evil monk that the old man killed back then , not one thousand, at least eight hundred, I still have some experience in talking about pointers."

"In this world, the living don't live long, and the dead live forever. If you want to follow me, you can enter my underworld and serve me as master." Duanmulin said.

He hid himself under the yellow sand, and then peeped at the woman who came over like a poisonous snake.

In order to win that slight opportunity, he has been sitting for ten years, but now he still falls short.

But that's the end of it, he's going to try.

Zhou Jiusheng has lost his sense of proportion.

Zhou Jiusheng continued to sneer, then gathered his strength, and searched for Duanmulin's flaws with his eyes like a torch.

It's just that after the Duanyan Pagoda was erected, the place gradually dried up.

The six souls have no master, and they survive like death.

"You're going to kill the old man within a moment?" Zhou Jiusheng continued to ask.

Just like what Duanmulin said, Zhou Jiusheng's breath became completely chaotic in an instant, and his internal organs seemed to be chopped and stirred by knives and axes, and the pain was unbearable.

He crossed his hands, wanting to admit his mistake to Duanmulin and ask for help, but the severe pain even overwhelmed his rationality and provoked his emotions.

Even so, Ye Chuxiao did not show any signs of disappointment. Instead, he slowly turned back to the Duanyan Pagoda and changed his perspective.

They all took great risks in order to increase their confidence before taking the leap.

"There is no need to prove it, you will know after you die." Duan Mulin replied.

The next moment, the spiritual liquid covering the viscera began to churn.

In the aurora, Wuxin, the sword master who once shined in a certain era hundreds of years ago, also swung a sword at Zhou Jiucheng across time and space.

Even though he is on the verge of exhaustion, he is still the sword god, deterring monks from all over the world for many years of artistic conception overhaul.

The sword god and the sword master, two equally fierce but completely different wills of the sword, collided in the desert.

Zhou Jiusheng was very sure about this sword.

Those tyrannical medicinal powers could only be regarded as slight supplements when he was strong.

Zhou Jiusheng was about to speak sarcastically.

He still ignores the essential deficiency of the body, and he has already reached the situation of 'the deficiency cannot be replenished'.

Then dissipate simultaneously.

He originally had the capital to fight hard, but under Ye Chuxiao's deliberate indulgence and slack, he was gradually exhausted.

But she didn't come to find Zhou Jiusheng to make friends.

When the swords collided, it was no longer just a simple impact sound.

Once he sees through the reality of the other party, he will fight out from the sand, and then use evil skills to plunder all the vitality from this woman.

At this time, it is most suitable to deal with it first and draw out more usable power.

The excuse of delaying time came to the door, how could Zhou Jiusheng not accept it?
He hasn't fully processed and digested that huge elixir juice.

Now that you have started, you should have no regrets.

Then from the artistic conception to the indeterminate state, it is a leap that is difficult to touch the boundary.

He fell into a floor leak cave full of aura, dug out all the elixir cultivated here, squeezed it into a elixir, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"After another third of the scale, you will feel that your internal organs are on fire, and your qi and blood are scattered like a cloud of smoke, which is irreversible." Duanmulin continued to pronounce the verdict.

But at this time, in his already exhausted body, it has become a poison that urges his life.

More than ten years ago, there used to be beautiful mountains and clear waters, and there were countless exotic flowers and plants, rare wild animals, monks from all over the world lived in seclusion, and ordinary people were fishing and woodcutters.

The light of the knife flashed, mixing skylight and cloud shadows, as if reflecting and cutting the entire sky, turning it into a second sky.

He didn't cry out.

Any healing elixir from heaven and earth, when it comes to Ye Chuxiao's place... no, then no!
Since he couldn't recover from the injury, Zhou Jiusheng could only distribute the medicinal power among the five internal organs, and let them help maintain the collapsed qi, blood and vitality.

His sword, which was once sharp for an era, also failed to break the shackles of death.

This kind of good looks is not just a stunning appearance.

Zhou Jiusheng laughed again: "Okay! Such an arrogant mouth, then I'll wait for you one-third of the mark to see if what you said is true."

She was indeed more beautiful than Zhou Jiusheng thought.

Zhou Jiusheng gritted his teeth forcefully and made creaking, creaking sounds.

So he could feel more clearly that the 'truth' of that sword is definitely not some trick like illusion.

For no reason, Zhou Jiusheng felt a surge of hope.

A generation of sword gods shouldn't be so boneless.

But in order to achieve the goal at this moment, Ye Chuxiao forced Zhou Jiusheng to struggle in desperation several times like chasing wild dogs.

This repeatedly lowered his psychological standards, and at the same time stimulated his infinite desire to live.

"Okay! Come on!" Duanmulin walked behind Zhou Jiusheng's back and slapped Zhou Jiusheng on the forehead.

In an instant, Zhou Jiusheng's complete and intact soul was attracted by Duanmulin's aurora before being taken away by the self-generated aurora of this world, and flew into the aurora Hades that Duanmulin built with himself as a shell.