Immortal Devil Transformation

At daylight.

A Sergeant Yun Qin beheaded a reckless sergeant after several dilapidated wineries.

Around him, all the corpses of the Yunqin army and the reckless army.

A group of Yunqin soldiers and reckless soldiers were killed here. At this time, only he was still alive.

It's in Shao Hua Ling.

At least half of Shao Hua Ling has become ruins.

Because so many people are dead and so few are still alive, this mausoleum, ravaged by fighting between men, is quieter than usual.

Too many people have died, and many of the original contacts have long since been interrupted.

In such a heavy and silent dawn, Sergeant Yun Qin seeped blood in the black armor on his shoulder, not even knowing who was in the upper hand at this moment in the war, not knowing when the war would end and with whose victory.

He's a little dehydrated because he sweats too much.

He found that the water sachet had long fallen off, so he wanted to see if the bodies around him had water sachets.

At this point, a tall, iron-cast figure wearing a handsome armor and a long red cape appeared in his sight.

He swallowed his saliva hard, licked his dry, cracked lips, looked at the walking iron casting general, raised the black edged sergeant's knife in his hand and rushed up.

He didn't even see how they were moving, and the knife in his hand broke, and then he flied out and fell to the ground.

He broke several bones, but he found himself not dead.

“I remember you, you helped me wash my horses in the Bitu Mausoleum.” His eyebrows were inky, his lips were red as blood and the dignified general made a calm noise. He continued to move forward, ignoring the Yunqin soldier who had fallen on the ground, his voice disappeared from his figure and clearly passed into the ears of the Yunqin soldier.

This Yun Qin soldier looked at the direction of the general's disappearance in a complex way.

The Yunqin army has been speculating about which city the strong ones like the Heavenly Moon will eventually come to.

Now this ordinary Yun Qin soldier already knows the answer.

He has seen the smell of the moon. He used to wash horses in the Asahi Moon for the Asahi Moon, as the Smell Man said.

He used to be a sidekick in Bitu Mausoleum.

But he also saw the smeller moon once, that is, when the smeller moon inspected their army, he was randomly spotted and asked to help wash his horses.

Smells like the moon falls on the mausoleum, and I don't know how many sergeants I've seen, but I can remember a low-ranking sergeant like him.

Heavenly Moon did not kill him because it was recognized that he had been a side army of Bi Fang Mahal and had been a part of him.

In fact, the biggest reason he was able to survive the battle here is also because of the training he received by the Bitu Army... Bitu Army is itself the most experienced and most combatant soldier in Yunqin battle.

If, at the time of the fall of the Mausoleum, the General was able to remember himself only once, he would surely feel extremely honored and happy.

At this time, however, looking at the dead comrades around him, this Yun Qin soldier is ungrateful.

He licked his dry, cracked lip and pounded hard at the spot where he smelled the back of the moon disappearing. He spit out his breath, then lifted a half-cutted knife and slashed his throat heavily.

……

Heavenly Moon sensed what was happening behind him, but his biological indifference, not killing for a moment was also due to a slight nostalgia, so the Yunqin soldier used the strongest means to show his attitude to him, and did not let his mind fluctuate at all.

There was no change in his indifferent face, and in his powerful perceived world, some cold snowflakes appeared.

This perception gave him a slightly exciting smile on his indifferent face.

He walked straight toward where he felt it.

There was blood and corpses all the way, but no living person appeared before him, blocking his journey.

Li Biao is dead, Vice Dean Xia goes, Purgatory Mountain Teacher looks at him in a distant and reckless way, then, who else in the world can stop him from moving forward?

Ruins were dwindling, bodies were dwindling, and a complete alley appeared in front of him.

A clerk in a silver shirt waited for him on a stone road washed clean by the rain.

The sky has been cleared for a while.

The air is very fresh with the smell of banana leaves and green grass in the surrounding yard.

In the sky, there is a bright snowflake floating.

The more I smell the moon, the more excited I get.

His soul began to run, and his breath shook so the house in front of him cracked and collapsed.

He went straight through the collapsed house, and he needed to be physically prepared to enter his peak state, and he needed such sharpness.

“Zhou Ruohai, many years ago, when I presided over Bea Landing Army, I always suspected that the strongest people in Zhongzhou City were not Ni He Year, but you, so I always wanted to fight you, but people like you and me, without a real life and death confrontation, how can I see who is strong and who is weak. The battle between life and death is as if the same plate is just made but you can't eat the dish, so it doesn't taste good. Unexpectedly, today is a year-long wish.” In the collapsed house, he walked undamaged to the stone road where Zhou Shufu was, smiling and saying.

He never had to hide his emotions, and his laughter was a majestic laugh.

“Is it worth killing so many people and displacing so many people just for one thought?” In the calm eyes of Zhou Shufu, there appeared a slight sense of regret: “Don't you think it would be happier to live in the eyes that many people truly love and watch those people live happily? ”

“I once had this idea, but there are many different stages in a person's life, and it is also unknown that I want to cross all the highest mountain peaks in the world and become that highest mountain peak, and when I become that highest mountain peak in the world, will there be what you are saying now?” Smell the moon smile converge, indifferent: “For people like you and me, there are few peaks ahead, and these times are the best opportunity to climb the top. I don't know how you resist this temptation in your heart, but for me, only being the highest peak makes it possible to do things smoothly. What kind of person and what kind of things to do there will be no obstruction, no restraint. Look at you. There's no such thing as a genius, a virtuous ruler. You're loyal to the King, and you end up like this. ”

Zhou Shufu said calmly: “In your eyes, my situation may be lonely, but what I do makes sense to me. And you, who have no fear in your heart, take yourself out of the world, and in the end you will naturally not be treated in the world. ”

“This is what is called a different path, not a conspiracy.” Smell the moon laugh, "The only thing you mean to me right now is that the whole Empire of Yunqin, especially the one I want to kill most of all people on this battlefield. ”

Zhou Shufu looked at him and said: "Isn't it Lin Xie? ”

“Him?” Smelled the moon. "He's too weak... after I killed you, I had years to kill him. ”

Zhou Shusuke stopped talking.

He was convinced that he could never change his mind about smelling the moon.

It may be possible to change unless someone can completely beat the smell of the moon and smell the moon's heart.

He sighed.

The exhaled temperatures are warm, but the snowflakes in the sky are bigger.

Every snowflake, it turns into a loaf of brimstone.

In Shaohualing, the usual southern city with very little snow, on this ordinary stone road, the biggest snowstorm since the start of the next Yunqin statehood.

Incredibly beautiful snowflakes, each beautiful to stunning snowflake, are extraordinarily slow to drift and almost stagnant.

Smell the moon leaning back slightly.

He had raised his head when the first snowflake had changed.

The Seven Weeks Demon Sword flew out of his hand, spinning around him at high speeds, chopping a slice of snowflake that approached him and shaking out the cold air that erupted in each snowflake.

Since the creation of the close-knit sword, he has always known only to attack the general, in which he was directly forced to take the defensive position.

Zhou Shufu reached out and caught a snowflake in the biggest snow in Yunqin.

The snowflake disappeared into his hands.

A moonlike clear ice flower blooms behind the smell of the moon and grows in the air.

Smell the frowns of the moon slightly wrinkled.

White cream appeared on his hair and brows.

The long red cape behind him was frozen harder than the iron chips and there were hidden cracks.

“Ca" cracked.

The Seven Weeks Demon Sword broke this ice flower.

A snowflake fell on the shoulder of the smelling moon.

A blood stain seeps directly from the armor on the shoulder of the smelling moon, and is frozen instantly, as on the armor, an extra bright red symbol.

At this moment, Zhou Shusuke refers to a sword, an astonishing sword that runs through the snowflakes of the sky.

Numerous snowflakes trembled at high speeds, forming a clear cold sword that followed his gaze and stabbed between the eyebrows of the moon.

Smell the eyes of the moon fall on this cold, icy sword.

The Seven Weeks Devil's Sword hung in front of him, right in front of his eyebrows, waiting for this cold, icy sword.

Yet the cold ice sword did not arrive as quickly as he perceived it.

A snowflake continues to cover the sword of this icy little sword.

This cold, icy little sword is flying slower and slower, but the sword is getting bigger and bigger.

The eyebrows of the moon were deeply wrinkled.

A clot replaced his previous indifference between the corners of his mouth.