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The Lord of Tianxuan holy land, a terrible man.

He has lived for a thousand years, and there are not many rumors about him, but every one of them is moving. Especially the scene that he once cut into the sky with a knife is really shocking.

People can't remember how many years he hasn't been born.

Never thought, he came out in this situation, is it because of the black swordsman?

In the dark.

Xia Wu Hou couldn't help asking, "is that the heavenly weapon of Tianxuan holy land?"

The boy nodded: "yes."

Xia Wu Hou looked solemn and said: "I've heard of the legend of Hanguang. Besides the emperor's sword in Zhuangzi's mouth, it is called the sharpest sword. It once killed the emperor in ancient times."

Heavenly weapon, also known as Jidao weapon, is the most terrible existence, the most extreme and powerful.

But this kind of limit can never surpass a great emperor.

Because the great emperor created them, but Hanguang was different. It once killed a great emperor in the hands of a Heavenly Master.

The divine weapons of heaven have crushed countless saints and great saints. But if you want to kill a great emperor in the hands of a non great emperor, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream talk. It is impossible.

The young man was silent and did not refute this statement. He obviously acquiesced.

In the age of the gods, there were 13 great emperors living together. Each of them had a magic weapon. After the dark turmoil broke out and the great emperor fell, they also had their own choice.

Over the long years, some of them chose the holy land, some chose to seal their own dust, and some even Forever sink.

And snow Ji chose a lonely road.

When the years passed, they met again, there was no hostility, some just endless vicissitudes in their hearts.

Therefore, under the fault mountain, it did not fight against the cold water.

Similarly, in the face of cold light, it will not hand, unless that day comes.

Shaking his head, the teenager put those confused thoughts aside, and his sight fell back on the front again.

When the light appears and the Lord comes, though he has not spoken, the pressure is like a mountain, which is pressing on everyone's mind.

Breathing a little bit fast, suffocating.

Ah!

At this time, a light sigh was introduced here.

On the street, I do not know when, there is a figure, is a beautiful woman, half of the face is covered by the gauze, only a pair of eyes if the waves of autumn waves appear.

She was tall and slender. She was dressed in a long white dress, and her hair was covered with black. The cold wind came and lifted her long hair and clothes. From a distance, she looked like a fairy on the Ninth Heaven.

Beautiful, ethereal, elegant, high above, like the moon.

This is the first feeling people have for her.

The woman came step by step.

Xia Xiaoxiao was suddenly nervous.

Qin Meng seemed to feel that he came over and held her hand tightly. His eyes indicated "don't be afraid" in the past.

Not very afraid, but a little nervous.

The woman came from here, but did not look at her, like a stranger in general.

Finally, she went to the lake and went up against the wooden bridge. Looking at Li Yi from a distance, she said, "I said that if you put down everything and look back, there will always be a place for you in the world."

"Who is she?" Beecher asked in a low voice

Li Yi looked at him and replied, "the saint of the rocking lake."

Among the many saints, only the one in the Yanguang Lake made him very uncomfortable and even had a feeling of fear. This feeling did not disappear with the passage of time, but became more intense.

Yes, the visitor is the goddess of the lake.

More than a decade ago, she tried to persuade Li Yi to join rocking lake, put down everything and become a holy land disciple.

More than a decade later, she came again.

Time seems to have not passed, the picture is still there, her words, look, has not changed.

This is a terrible woman.

Everyone thinks that Li Yi is a devil and wants to kill quickly, but she only wants to subdue the black swordsman.

Li Yi shrugged and said, "can you still accommodate me now?"

She said, "yes."

The holy land is one family.

Li Yi is now deeply aware of the truth of this sentence.

There is no doubt that the holy places are one family, although their wills are open and secret.

The goddess of Yanguang Lake dare to say such words in front of Kaiyang, Tianxuan, and even Tianxuan on the land of Shenzhou, which is enough to explain everything.

She's trying to measure herself?

She's going to surrender herself?

Do you really think you are a monk of little Xitian?

Li Yi shrugged her shoulders and didn't agree.

The saint said again: "although you are a devil, your heart is devoid. If you are willing to go with me, you will be safe and prosperous all your life."Li Yi said with a smile: "do you speak on behalf of the holy palace? Or does it represent the rocking lake? Or you? "

The saint said, "what's the matter?"

Li Yi seriously replied: "yes, if it's your holy palace, I can't promise you. If it's Yaoguang lake, I can't leave with you. If it's yourself, I still can't promise, but I want to thank you."

There is no solution to the hatred between him and the holy palace.

If it means "shake the lake", even if he goes, the lake may not be able to keep him. As for the latter, it is even more nonsense.

The saint was silent and recognized the meaning of this sentence.

At this time, the Lord Tianxuan opened his eyes and a pair of empty eyes appeared in his disordered hair. He said, "would you like to go with me?"

The tone is low, hoarse, full of vicissitudes of life, but also filled with a strong sense of dignity.

Li Yi laughed more brightly: "is that what you mean? Or does it mean holy palace

The LORD was silent.

Li Yi became cold and his eyes were burning. Then he said, "do you want to turn me over? Even if a Buddha comes, he can't do it. "

Unless Daliang Mountain recovers, unless the Fifth People's Hospital remains unchanged, unless his teacher is still alive, maybe he will consider it.

But now, no one can tame him, to be precise, no one can calm his anger.

Zhongzhou, he went to set, the holy palace, he broke through.

The cold words are full of determination and great fear, as well as the stubbornness of the black swordsman.

Saint, Lord, no more words.

Li Yi's face was cold and cold. He swept all the people, and his eyes were full of cold and crazy. He stood up with pride, facing the cold wind, looking up to the sky and saying, "I would rather sink forever than seek the liberation of the saints. I am Black swordsman. "

He almost yelled out the last three words.

Bang!

Holding the black sword tightly, he suddenly plunges towards the wooden bridge, and a powerful force rapidly erupts. The water of the lake, as if encountering something, is rushing towards the lake.

Now, you want to open your sword to the lake