Chapter 304

He steadied his shaking body and took a step. His eyes were fixed on each other. The purple flame on his body was burning like the profundity of his eyes.

Without a word, he attacked again. The black figure laughed wantonly, waving a black flame: "you can't beat me, give up!"

He didn't dodge, but just blocked the attack with his body. Regardless of the bloody wound, he continued to rush up, and the purple flame in his hand also hit the other side's body.

He didn't expect that Bai Han would ignore his attack. Even if he was seriously injured, he didn't avoid it at all. This is the end of the battle. He was unprepared, attacked by the fire and fell down slowly.

The purple flame was burning on the other side. He slowly turned to ashes without much struggle, but he hurt the enemy 1000 times and hurt himself 800 times. Bai Han himself was also injured seriously. He half knelt on the ground, half of his robes were dyed red with blood, and bit by bit penetrated into the soil under his feet.

The flame burned out, and a sword fell to the ground. He carefully picked it up, brushed away the dirt and blood on it, and held it in his arms.

"Are you ok?" He asked softly.

She did not answer.

Holding the sword in his hand, he stood up and went on.

But this time, after walking for a long time, he did not see the next enemy.

Bai Han has some doubts. Is Ji Shen his last enemy?

But...

looking at the red world around him and the black red scorched earth under his feet, if there is no enemy, why can't he leave here?

Thinking about this, he suddenly saw a figure in front of him. The other side stood there quietly. His long silver hair mixed with his robes was lifted by the wind. He couldn't see his face, but he felt that he was very familiar with it.

Who is it?

...

just when Tang Xiaotang was looking for his main consciousness in the sea of white cold's knowledge, the two men outside had been fighting like hell.

Bai Han's body is still standing in the pool, and the seven orifices are still flowing blood mist. The whole hall has been filled with fog, but the array still maintained at the door makes them unable to spread out.

Ji Shen is not afraid of the blood mist, but what makes him feel strange is that Wen Xiyu seems to be absorbing the blood mist. Her cultivation was originally the peak of Yuan infant, which is a whole stage away from him. It's reasonable to say that Yuanying had to go through thunder robbery when she came to Huashen, but she absorbed part of the blood mist and went directly to the period of Huashen.

Originally, she was not his opponent, but she kept absorbing the blood mist. Her cultivation grew slowly, and soon came to the later stage of transforming the spirit, and she could not fight with him.

But he has something to hide. Originally, he had touched some barriers in recent days. Ji Shen needed a fight to break through. His eyes were full of dark light, his mood was more excited, and he used all his strength.

The main hall has collapsed. The huge stone pillars are broken by the waves aroused by the two people. Under various attacks, they turn into fly ash and fall on the ground. Jishen's ink flame and wenxiyu's ice blue ice are mixed together, which is dazzling.

No matter how they fight, they can't reach Bai Han. Tang Xiaotang's body forms a domain around him, isolating all attacks. They leaned together quietly, as if time had forbidden them.

...

where? Where?

Tang Xiaotang searches everywhere. This is Bai Han's sea knowledge. The map can't be used at all. She can only find him by the weak connection between them.

All of a sudden, she felt an unusual wave coming from somewhere. Her heart a joy, quickly toward there fly.

Sword light in the sky, Tang Xiaotang did not see, after she left, the scene behind her a little bit into nothingness, disappeared in a dark.

...

"here you are at last."

Bai Han finally stood opposite the man. He lowered his head and covered his face with long hair. His voice began to ring in his ears.

He felt more and more familiar with each other. His body shape and voice made him feel familiar.

"Who are you..."

the other party chuckled and slowly raised his head: "who am I... you, don't you know?"

With the long hair that face a little bit appeared in front of me, even if calm as white cold, but also a contraction of the pupil. The reason is as like as two peas, but the silver white face is the same as him.

"He" stands there, but his familiar face is completely unfamiliar with his look, it is evil and cold: "white cold, you finally come, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Who are you?"

No, this person is not him. Although they look the same, Bai Han knows who he is. However, as like as two peas in one's own mind, there is only one possibility.

"He" is his devil.

Bai Han has produced demons, but they are all rigid. Although they have the same form as him, they have no emotion. They are like puppets and can only attack mechanically.Unlike this one, he can see at a glance that "he" really has his own consciousness.

He looks slowly sink down, although do not know why there is such a demon, but he knows that the other side is absolutely not just a few words with him so simple.

It seems to be aware of his thoughts, "he" smiles. There is such a strange smile on his familiar face. Bai Han never knows that he can still look like this... Demon.

"Yes, I didn't mean to talk to you." "He" nodded, smile more than: "you have occupied this body long enough, now, it's my turn to manage it."

"What are you going to do?"

as like as two peas in shabby in dress, two people are looking at each other in a mirror. They are all dressed in shabby clothes, clean and neat, but their faces are completely different.

"What am I going to do? Of course, I want to take away your body... No, no, no, and everything about you, including the sword spirit. "

"He" smile, a little bit closer to Bai Han, until almost with him.

"No way."

Bai Han stepped back uncomfortably, looked at him deeply, and repeated again: "impossible."

Even if he had never seen "he", he knew that this guy should never occupy his body.

"Don't be so resistant. In fact, you don't need to worry at all, because I am you."

"He" is a few steps closer again.

White cold wants to frown very much, but held back, he continues to retreat a few steps: "impossible."

"Hehe, why are you so persistent? Is it because of your selfish disciples? "

The "he" didn't get close to him any more, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that the sword in his hand actually flew up slowly and fell into the other hand: "or, because of her?"

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