Although they only hurried to meet, they always met in unimaginable places, as if they were destined to never leave.

The long wind blew her long hair and the black and gold pleated skirt, just like the blooming black and gold flowers.

She is the only one on this white earth.

Dry and cold, and clear and beautiful.

She is Zheng Ying.

The long hair was blown away by the long wind. Then she took out a gold hairpin from her waist and rolled the scattered long hair behind her.

A pair of English eyes with unique charm, as if filled with autumn water, looked at the sword.

At this moment, that kind of vision even the sword is unparalleled, but I don't know why, but I can't avoid it. I can only look at her.

She was really beautiful, but with an indescribable danger.

After they looked at each other for a moment, Zheng Ying walked slowly towards him.

Jianwushuang wanted to retreat, but found that the movement was a little unnatural.

"Come on, why are you here?"

She was very unfriendly and questioned him.

Listening to this familiar tone, jianwushuang began to wonder, "you, are you really Zheng Ying? Not my illusion? "

"Answer my question first." Zheng Ying's tone was indisputable, and her amazing cheeks were vaguely angry.

The sword was helpless and finally compromised, "well, I came here mainly because I wanted to find Diqing. He was exiled here."

Then he told Zheng Ying about everything that had happened before.

After listening to all this, Zheng Ying's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "stupid, just for him, I went here alone? Do you know where this is? Not afraid to die here? "

Jianwushuang immediately said, "I have 90% confidence that I can find Diqing and leave here with him, but if I really don't happen to fall here, I can only recognize it."

"Stupid, do you know I'm the disaster you're facing now?" Zheng Ying looked at him and said coldly, then suddenly pulled out a sharp soft sword from the jade belt around his waist.

The tip of the sword went straight to his throat.

Jianwushuang didn't start, and even Yanli didn't release. He could feel that Zheng Ying didn't kill, and also didn't release Yanli.

"Are you a real Zheng Ying or a fake Zheng Ying?" He was completely confused and began to fall into doubt.

Zheng Ying took back his soft sword and said coldly, "of course I'm fake."

“……”

Jianwushuang didn't expect her to answer so simply.

Taking back the soft sword, Zheng Ying continued coldly, "remember every word I said. Here, you don't believe any Yan Xian. Just kill a blood path. Who told you not to believe any reason."

After he heard the speech and pondered for a moment, he asked uncertainly, "should I believe what you said?"

Zheng Ying was silent and finally said, "don't let me smoke you..."

After saying this last sentence, she turned and left directly.

"Remember every word I say, it can support you to live here."

Zheng Ying's figure finally dissipated in front of the unparalleled sword, as if everything had never appeared.

But the sword knows that she did come.

"Strange, why does she know where I am every time?"

The sword matchless touched his chin and said in doubt.

At this point, he has determined that it is indeed Zheng Ying himself, although every time she appears, it is too incredible.

Convergence of mind, sword unparalleled again in the bottom of my heart to think about the meaning of Zheng Ying, then decided to start.

The white bone earth under the sea of blood has been extending to infinity. He guessed that if he wanted to leave here, he had to move on.

"In that case, fight a bloody way."

The unparalleled vision of the sword became sharp at this moment, and the whole immortal body was like a real sword waiting to be opened by Zang Feng.

It seemed that as his mind turned, the dead bone earth began to shake.

Like boiling, a broken fairy bone began to recover.

"The supreme immortal breath..."

A broken immortal bone rises with the sword. It seems to be attracted by the breath emitted by the unparalleled sword.

The two regiments surged the immortal black light in their eyes.

"Hungry!"

It suddenly held up the broken real sword in its hand and rushed over crazy.

Sword matchless shook his head helplessly.

The next moment, the invisible sword condensed in his hand.

Facing the white bone army gradually gathered in front, he released the most fierce blow.

Unparalleled Kendo, Xinghe lake sea sword, the first move.

Stars.

An ordinary record fell straight, like dropping a stone in the lake.

"Boom!"

The endless trend completely burst at this moment.

Millions of sword ideas rise from the sky. Each one is the highest sword idea!

With millions of swords surging, thousands of awn pillars burst.

The white bones of the earth vibrate like destruction.

Under this sword, the white bone army running wildly broke into powder!

One hundred thousand bones, one million swords!

The mountains and seas will fall, and the way of heaven will tremble under this sword!

Countless white bones were broken into powder and returned to the earth.

With a body shape, stepping on countless white bones and bearing the intention of a million swords, he moved forward firmly.

At the same time, in the huge Hall of Tianlu, the young man and Bian Ziyuan standing in front of the sea of blood jumped hard at the corners of his eyes after seeing the shocking scene.

In particular, the sword is unparalleled, carrying millions of sword intentions and easily strangling the white bone army, which is a refreshing scene.

After a while, the young man took a deep breath and said, "what's the origin of this guy? How could it be Yanxian? "

Bian Ziyuan shook his head. "I know very little about him. I'm afraid no Yanxian knows his origin. He's very mysterious."

"For him, I'm afraid this assessment will be completed soon."

The young man shook his head and said, "finished? I'm afraid it can't be completed at all. Under the sea of blood, there is still an existence comparable to the emperor. "

"Do you want him to get the inheritance of that?" Bian Zi's distant vision is a little dignified.

"This is not what I think he can get. No one knows what that means. My only hope now is that he can come out alive."

The young man said, "maybe when he comes out, it's time for us to know when we can leave here."

……

"Click!"

The last sound of sword cutting fell, and there was no immortal bone to stand before the sword had no two sides.

These immortal bones, which have fallen for many years, are already fragile to the extreme and can not become a climate at all.

If an ordinary Dayan immortal came here, he might hate it, but the sword is different. These immortal bones can't even do any effective damage to him.