The order of the underworld begins to be chaotic. The ghosts in the ghost city are like runaway wild horses running around. The culprit of this consequence is extremely happy at the moment. He has harvested six kinds of reincarnation of artifact, and Ling Hao's resurrection of Yan Yuexin is a little easier.

Thunder and lightning roar, dark clouds cover the top.

From afar, the clouds were shining.

Five rays of sunlight fell to the ground quickly and became five young people.

At the head of the group was a young man dressed in gold and carrying two swords.

"Six samsara has been accepted."

He said slowly, pondering for a long time.

There was a shock on his face.

"From brother Bo, are you sure? That's a artifact! "

The girl in pink has a little cherry mouth.

"Hum, the underworld has been stable for tens of thousands of years. It's not because there are six reincarnations. Now we say that it's useless. The anger of the king of the underworld will subside only when the artifact is recovered."

From Bo is the head of the five great powers. With his words, the five nodded.

Mo whispered and thought for a moment, and her pretty face relaxed. She opened her red lips and said, "this is easy to do! I use the secret of time to trace back who took away the six samsara. "

Words fall, her whole body surges up thunder and lightning, in its eyes flow pink thunder.

"It's worthy of being the thunder and lightning Dharma king. In the past, the underworld was lost, and you have turned the tide with one man's strength. Now, after a thousand years, your accomplishments have increased a lot."

A young man with two knives said in a cold voice.

His name can't be called any more. When he was young, he could play with his double swords freely. The holy fire lines in his eyebrows doomed his future road.

A lonely soul is a companion, and a wild ghost a neighbour.

The skill of first-hand assassination and concealment has come to perfection.

"Master, don't make fun of me. If you didn't save me in those days, how could there be today's thunder and lightning king?"

Mo whispers and smiles.

"I thought you forgot." No longer the tone is still cold, as if it is a piece of cold ice.

"If you had not lost your way in this underworld, would I have compassion?"

The heavy sword, which came from Boba's family, was stuck on the ground, raising smoke and dust.

"Enough! We're here to collect the artifact. It's important to do business. "

From the corner of his mouth, he saw: "you call yourself a merciless swordsman. Why did you save the next girl with a soft heart?"

"In retrospect, it's really thought-provoking."

No more silence, I don't know when the two swords in my hands have come out of my body

The double sabres of merciless swordsmen do not drink blood or return scabbard.

"What's the matter, merciless old dog? Did I say it?" The light sword was drawn from the wave, and the laughter was very clear.

His two swords of light and weight have reached the peak of cultivation.

I haven't been afraid of anyone in these years.

"Well, do you think it's enough after such a long fight?"

If you want to attack the white clothes, you will be relegated to the world like an immortal, and she will come.

Mo whispered, like a child who did something wrong.

"Don't talk about Shifu, brother Bo. You don't know Shifu's temperament."

I don't know that this old friend is teasing him any more, but I just had a moment of impulse. I was in a state of confusion, and the bloody knife came out of my body automatically.

This Sabre is extremely strange. When the moon is full, you will have wild hair and see blood outside the sheath.

Even if he is the master, he can't control it completely.

Therefore, people familiar with him call him merciless swordsman.

He didn't mean to be merciless.

"No, you..."

Delusion and exclamation.

No longer red eyes, its blood throughout.

"Yes!" Congbo said, "I've already said this pair of knives. If he loses them, he won't listen."

"Well, it's time for those lonely souls to suffer." A wry smile.

Her words did not fall, no longer has soared, the blood knife released a bright light, split to the wandering soul.

Just a breath, howling.

"It's a ruthless old swordsman." Congbo shrugs his shoulders and puts the light sword on his back.

"don't talk about it. You say let me learn from you. I can't play your light and heavy swords. It's too difficult."

No more deep voices.

A girl in blue came over.

Her name is er Bing. She is the most lovely girl among the five.

"From brother Bo, I saw the figure of emperor Zun in a whisper. How can we find the six samsara?"

When she finished speaking, everyone's face became dignified.

Emperor Zun is the most outstanding cultivator in an era.

If he had collected six samsara, what would they do then?

Is it a five person confrontation, or just turn around and go?

"There are strangers approaching us."

Not suddenly.

He has always had a keen sense of hearing, and is particularly familiar with spatial fluctuations.

"Here he is!"

"Six samsara must be taken back today, or the Pluto will tear us!" said Congbo

Ling Hao and a group of people came here and suddenly felt the strong breath of four or five ways.

All of them dare not go further.

At this time, there are some dilemmas.

"Hand it over and you can go." Although Mo Qingyu is a road fool and sometimes silly, he is not at all confused at present.

She stands in the void, with pink current all over her body, and her beautiful eyes are full of murderous spirit.

No matter who she came to, even if she was a great emperor, she had to give up six samsara.

It's about the lives of five people!