Legend of the Great Saint

The night was so gloomy that half a month of dusk appeared in the clouds.

An empty city, a wooded building seems to be talking about the prosperity of the past.

The evening breeze brings the white paper money to the ground and the wind blows.

Between the shadows of the forest, on a long street, quietly came a black carriage, two glassy wind lights burning a haunted fire, as if it were a gloomy eye. The tall horse of the four-piece puller, but if he disappears, he doesn't hear a single sound of horseshoe.

The arrival of the carriage did not disturb the silence of the city, but was like a dark river into the lake.

The curtain lifted up and revealed a face like a jade. As the heart swept around, there was no movement on the face. “My lord Pfizer, although many people have died here, there do not seem to be many eggs. ”

Once one of the eighty-one provinces of Qingzhou, millions of people lost their lives after being broken down by the King of Flying Locusts. At the same time, it became the largest insect nest in northern Qingzhou, giving birth to countless flying locust demons, even witches, but after Qingzhou practitioners fully strangled, it has completely become a dead city, and the green stone paved streets are not suitable for the reproduction of ordinary locusts.

“There are other bugs here. ”

Reclining on her bed, she gently caressed the cat in her arms, while the black cat lay lazily in her arms, looking little angry, matching her temperament.

“Sword Palace people?” Ask as you please.

“Should I compliment you on being smart?” Concubine.

“That's not necessary.” If your heart drops the curtains and quietly runs the Cloud Heaven Book, there is no effort to persuade the Concubine not to conserve the outer branches, even if this is the northern part of Qingzhou, the control area of the Sword Palace.

“You're really smart.” The concubine bowed her head slightly to the cat in her arms, “String Moon said," I will avenge you by killing two men from the Sword Palace. ”

Her heart opened slightly, revealing a slight surprise.

“Master, don't bother. The bully is dead.” String moon has no interest in swinging tails.

“How could he die? There are plenty of people in the Sword Palace, but one day I will kill them all and refine them into ghost slaves.” The haunted path of the Concubine, a pale and melancholy face with a faint smile.

String Moon looked up at the Concubine and curled herself, knowing that she had not spoken to herself, since the Battle of Mount Grave, and perhaps even before, so she wanted to leave this comfort nest and go to that distant Longzhou.

“Meow, then kill it! ”

But now that she no longer wants to go to Longzhou, she said in silence: “I will avenge the great darkness too, King of the Inkhai Dragon, you wait, dare kill my great darkness, I will not let you go! ”

This belief is so hopeless and so resolute.

The further the carriage moves towards the center of the city, the more the surrounding buildings are damaged, a building collapses, almost turning into a rubble, and at the center of this rubble, a man wanders, attacking the green clothes, a broken sword, and looks lonely.

And not far away, a purple coat woman sat on the corner of the halfway house, holding her cheek with one hand, and the divine look of the changing cloud mountain, her face was not stunning, but there was a flourishing upward qi, even this dark night, the fierce ruins, could not affect the division, but rather fuelled the hope in her eyes.

The man in green looked up at her and his face softened, “Purple Sword, let's go back! ”

“Okay.” Yu Zijian answered, jumping from the corner of the eaves, "What can you gain? ”

“The ruins sword is too sophisticated, and I'm afraid it will take another hundred years to fully penetrate. ”

There was a slight doubt in Fu Qingxin's heart. After breaking his sword from the ruins, his practice over the years was very smooth, and he survived the second day of robbery, forming a sword fetus. But since this year, in enlightening the sword of the ruins, there has always been a feeling of incompatibility, as if something was missing, which is why I look for inspiration in this ruin.

“Well, then we'll have our swords together and kill all monsters like Locust King!” Yu Zijian's eyes gleamed and his intent to kill was pure purity.

“I can't kill it all. ”

Fu Qing slightly shook his head, no matter how hard he tried, there will always be such ruins born, and the brilliant buildings also have the moment of dumping, wanting to guard it, but just asking for troubles.

Even if there are no demons to devour and kill, it will be hard to escape. What's the point of so-called good and evil?

“Kill if you can't finish it!” Yu Zijian was obsessed.

“Wherever you're going, I'll stay with you. ”

Fu Qingxiang, wondering how he could confuse the idea of good, evil, right and evil. Is it too deeply influenced by this ruined sword intent? But after the ruins sword broke, erased the influence of the ruins sword lord, all thoughts should be from his heart!

“Thank you brother, I will also work hard to practice and work with your two swords quickly.” Yu Zijian Dao.

Fu Qingyun looked into her eyes, where there was hidden purple flowing, Yu Zijian strangely said: “What's wrong? ”

“Nothing?” Pai Qingyu took the lead and shook his head.

Ruins of purple night, one yin and one yang, one is born, and the other is bound to follow, and the sword lord is mostly a couple. Strangely enough, however, after so many years of morning and evening coexistence, acquiescence has become so profound that there is no margin of affection.

“Go back to the Sword Palace! ”

Half a moon broke out of the cloud, the clear light scattered all over the empty city, two blue-purple swords were waiting to be broken, a ghost suddenly rose, quickly spread over the ruins of the city, Fu Qing suddenly turned back, only a giant ghost claw was taken hard, avoiding the inevitable.

Boom!

The sound was like thunder, the earth trembled violently, and countless broken walls collapsed and scattered.

A giant mountain ghost stood in the ruins, clapping his hands on the earth, and Heran was the King of Vain Ghosts.

The carriage stopped quietly at the foot of the giant ghost, and the princess walked down from the carriage: “The ruins are purple, I didn't expect two big fish. ”

Between the fingers of the King of Vain Bellies, he transmitted the light of the intersection of blue and purple. He crossed with the two swords of Yu Zijian, forming a non-illusory boundary. On a blue rubble, the purple building appeared, the blue was heavy and the purple was light, but he joined forces to resist the deadly blow of the princess.

“Hidden princess, is the act of such a small man the work of the Archbishop?” Fu Qingzheng asked, not only as a bully, but also as a sneak attack.

“Fucking bugs.” The Hidden Princess hated her face and did not hesitate to argue.

The Vaginal Ghost King pressed another giant palm, and the blue-purple illusion was immediately on the verge of breaking.

Yu Zijian chewed on his teeth and paid Qingqing: “Do you really want to start a war with the Sword Palace? ”

“I just want to crush you.” Concubine.

“My lord, this will not help us against the Flying Locust King.” The heart also came down from the carriage.

“As a heart, I just complimented you on being smart, don't be silly. ”