Immortal Devil Transformation

Some people refer to the poisonous vows of the heavens and the earth, but often say that even if they do, they are not visible.

Some people say it lightly, but they live by their lives.

Love before life and death is the truest and most intense.

In a broken house less than a hundred steps from Lin Xie et al., she quietly lay on a small body, but because the black robe outside her was large, absorbed all the breath from her body, and seemed to become the same color as some lizard skin in the world, so the black robe covered her, but made even Sergeant Yun Qin next to a blade car with more than twenty steps beside her, did not even realize her presence.

She was alone in the night.

No one noticed her presence.

Yet she did not feel alone… especially after seeing ordinary Yunqin soldiers calmly and vigorously greet death.

At this moment, her earlobes vibrated slightly. She could hear Lin Yi and Gao Yanan, Jiang Jiaoyi's last few words were not a low voice conversation. Although she could not join Lin Yi and others in the conversation, and she also knew that if the city could not be guarded and perished, she would die here with Lin Yi and them, but she was happy at this moment, because of these words.

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Shen slaughtered and looked unemotionally at the street in front of him.

Although the rain silk was still spreading, he could not see the specific scene in the alley ahead, but those fine but orderly sounds made him certain that the Yunqin army was not in chaos at all.

The men in the carriage behind him, guarded by the swordsmen of the court, sighed slowly as they listened to the voices made in the alley in front of them at this time.

“Master! ”

Seven court swordsmen simultaneously shouted.

Shen Hulang turned around and saw the curtains of the carriage unwinded and lifted out.

A white-coated swordsman, only in his thirties, walked out of the carriage, and his face was handsome, but even more fascinating, was the exuberant breath of energy emanating from him.

If everyone in this battlefield is a soldier's blade, then he is the kind of soldier who can see extraordinary things at a glance, but he is not sharp.

He didn't see any sword on him, but the first impression he gave was that he was a swordsman, a swordsman.

Seven court swordsmen knew exactly what it meant to walk out of the carriage at this moment, but what shocked and silenced them all the more was that the swordsmen in white with emotions looked at them and said calmly and gently: "Go back to your recklessness. Go back to Flower Mountain and shut down the sword practice. If you seven cannot be full saints in your lives, you will never come out. ”

“Master! ”

All seven palace swordsmen cried out, all lying on the ground.

“I've decided.” The swordsman in white looked at them and said faintly: “Unless you don't recognize me as a teacher. ”

Seven court swordsmen left in tears.

Shen Haotuo did not stop it.

It was only when the figure of the seven court swordsmen disappeared into the night that he looked at the white swordsmen. The tone was slightly chilly: “Mr. Jun also thinks we must lose this battle? ”

The swordsman in white shook his head and smiled: “If I think I must have lost, I will also leave directly. If I stay here, I think that there is a possibility of fighting eventually, regardless of life or death. ”

Shen slaughtered his eyebrows slowly, "How do you fight? ”

“There can be no one who understands what has never happened in this world. General, you can never be defeated by reason. When Yun Qin's army wakes up, it should be too late to be able to make direct preparations. It is not unreasonable to mess with yourself. Yet this unjustified bias occurs.” The swordsman in white looked lightly at Shen Tu and said: “So the legend of Lin Xie is true. He is like Dean Zhang, who possesses the gift of God. Only God can do something that doesn't make any sense in the world. ”

Shen Tu's face returned to calm and looked at him: "Mr. Jun means that Lin Xie should be in the alley in front of him at this moment? ”

“I can't say for sure, but this is the most critical place, and it has just happened, and he is naturally very likely to be here.” The swordsman in white looked at him and said, “Of course he could leave, so we have to hurry. That's why I'm out here at this moment. It is only by killing him that the gap can be opened that the battle can be won. ”

Shin Tu Ming clearly knew that he really needed to be faster at this time, but he frowned and hesitated slightly: “It depends on the war at this time, isn't it too soon? ”

The White Swordsman laughed at himself: “Does General Shen Tu need me to remind him... that if we can plan it, it will always be our battle of the mausoleum. This is our only chance of winning, and the rest of those mausoleums, from the beginning, have not been at all our consideration. ”

After a slight meal, the swordsman in white looked at Shen Tu, and continued: “Of course I don't know what you people think of Shen Tu Tu Chu in Purgatory Mountain, but if I were you, I would naturally think that killing the Goddess is more important for Purgatory Mountain than winning or losing between these two cities. ”

Shin nodded.

At this point, a * Purgatory Mountain Cleric came out of the ruins in the dark ahead.

He had a horrible sword wound on his chest, a sword wound on his back, lying on a white spider.

A white spider covered in snow and white plush knotted a web over his wound, stopping him from bleeding, but every step he took, he coughed up some black blood.

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In the rain, Tang Chuqing's figure is as shadowy as a shadow, as fast as the wind, as soft as a veil.

The power of this high-ranking practitioner in the world, though powerful, remains fragile relative to his own strength.

A saint like Tang Chuqing, even if he can wave a sleeve and shock a heavy armor, still runs as hard as ordinary people when using a lot of soul power.

It may not take much time for a saint to kill a thousand heavily armed soldiers, but after killing that thousand heavily armed soldiers, the saint will also be exhausted.

So it's unlikely that any class of practitioner will last long enough to fight.

This is one of the most important reasons why even with two bowls of water potential, Dean Zhang, who can save twice as much soul as his fellow practitioners in the world, should leave a message specifically for the latter, saying that there has never been an invincible person in the world.

Tang Chuqing's face was not too old, but he was already very old, physically functional, and naturally could not compare to when he was growing up. Although his life was safe, he had lost a lot of blood, so he also felt weak and tired at this time.

However, like Lin Xie, he knew that the city needed his strength, so he was still fighting.

He stopped by a small river along the street.

On the rocky embankment by the river in front there are two double-headed dogs from Purgatory Hill.

Because of the density of Yunqin military personnel in this urban area, this double-headed dog encounters Yunqin military personnel from time to time, it will always make some movement, for a saint like him, it is not difficult to find.

This should be the last two of those double-headed dogs released by the reckless army.

The two double-headed dogs were fierce in front of ordinary sergeants and practitioners, but seemed terrified of the water. At this time, the river was just short and shallow, but the double-headed dogs were forced here by Tang Chuqing. They had already seen no way to go, but they dared not jump.

At the moment Tang Chuqing stopped, instead, the two double-headed dogs rushed toward Tang Chuqing in despair.

Tang Chuqing was very tired, his fine right hand held the sword in his sleeve, but at this moment, his eyes flashed slightly, but he changed his mind.

He loosened the little sword in his sleeve and referred to it as a sword, stabbing it steadily somewhere in the back of two double-headed dogs.

The spine of both double-headed dogs seemed to have been suddenly pulled out, falling softly just a foot in front of him, but not dead.

He bent down slightly and wanted to bring up the two double-headed dogs that he had trapped.

All of a sudden, he straightened his waist and returned to normal.

He turned around and looked towards the long dark alley behind him, slowly picking his eyebrows and his face grew heavier.

The storm broke out and blew all the rain wire outside him.

“Psst”...

With a slight chirp, the sword in his sleeve shook up again and flew away, instantly vibrating in the air, sounding even more urgently, sharply in the night sky than the sound of an arrow.

At the moment of his sword's whistle, many of the quiet streets in the husbandry were once again filled with countless voices, the ground and the air, shaking.

This is the sound of another wild influx of troops.

Tang Chuqing's flying sword fell and fell before him.

The Purgatory Mountain Blood Robe was the first to walk out of the alley he faced.

Behind him, a white swordsman came out again.

Tang Chuqing's eyebrows wrinkled deeper. His eyes only lingered on Shin Tu Ming's body for a moment. He fell on the swordsman in white, “Mr. Jun? ”

Shen Chuqing did not make a sound, but looked cold at Tang Chuqing, and looked deeper behind Tang Chuqing at Dongjingling.

The White Swordsman bowed gently, "Exactly. ”

Tang Chuqing flew the sword in front of him slightly to give back his gift, “Mr. Jun has been reckless not to enter the world, without asking about the war, why should he participate in this battle? ”

The swordsman in white looked calmly at Tang Chuqing. "I'm not joining the world, I'm just fixing my sword for quiet. ”

After a slight meal, he looked at Tang Chuqing, and there was a slight emotion in his eyes. “In fact, many years ago, we had met in the falling star mausoleum… It was just that day that you were guarding the city with Dean Zhang and others in the falling star mausoleum. My teacher and I watched the battle of the falling star mausoleum in the army of the South Moor kingdom, and then my teacher ordered me to go back. I was not able to participate in the battle of the falling star mausoleum, and my master died in the falling star mausoleum. ”

“So, is this revenge for a teacher?” Tang Chuqing smiled sarcastically.

The White Swordsman smiled slightly, “It doesn't matter if it counts or not. Most importantly, I was born reckless, and this is my destiny. ”