Chapter 1907

Zou Jiuzhou's eyes became darker and darker. The moment she floated down from mid-air, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Ye Lingtian comprehended Qiu Shuihan's sword to evade the rules of space.

After Zou Jiuzhou was hit by Ye Lingtian, he also comprehended Ye Lingtian's knife that broke through the rules of space.

However, it is only now that I realize it, is it too late?

Qiu Shuihan exhaled, turned his head and smiled at the stunned Wen Xingchen: "The good show is finally on the stage."

Good show? Wasn't it a good show just now?

The power of Ye Lingtian's last blow surpassed the rules of space, but he avoided the wrath of heaven and earth incomparably cleverly.

With such comprehension, it is no problem to rule the roost in the fairy world.

As for sacrificing an arm with the knife, in Wen Xingchen's eyes, it was too cost-effective.

If you cultivate to a certain level in the fairy world, not to mention losing your arm, even if you lose your body and soul, you will be able to make a comeback.

At the moment when Ye Lingtian sent out that unprecedented knife, Qiu Shuihan had already noticed that the blood flowing on the cold light was quietly changing color.

As expected of Ye Lingtian, he finally lived up to my expectations.

It seems that only when it is driven to a dead end, the powerful force lurking deep in its heart will explode completely.

Thinking of this, Qiu Shuihan stepped forward and flew towards Ye Lingtian with the ancient stele.

Plop! Plop!

There were two muffled sounds in the distance.

Ye Lingtian and Zou Jiuzhou, who had lost their right arms, fell into the valley.

The two of them used two knives to justify the name of the strong in this world.

Qiu Shuihan fell beside Ye Lingtian, checked Ye Lingtian's physical condition with his mind, and stuffed the pill into his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, she turned her wrist slightly, and the two drops of blood on the cold light turned into two blood beads, rolling back and forth on the blue blade.

The incomparably pure immortal energy flows along the cold light.

The anti-mole ancient monument is no longer restless.

The cold breath was released, and ghosts and wolves howled.

From the top to the bottom of the stele, a faint blue brilliance shines everywhere, and the stele body becomes crystal clear in an instant.

"I really didn't expect you to have blood essence and soul blood so quickly!"

Qiu Shuihan looked deeply at Ye Lingtian, and was full of admiration: "I always thought that you have not brought out your potential from the beginning to the end, but the facts prove that I am right!"

The exciting moment is coming, how many years of waiting, how many years of anticipation, so that Qiu Shuihan's eyes are slightly red.

Once you learn the mental method on the ancient tablet of suppressing demons, the great revenge will be avenged, just around the corner.

Qiu Shuihan didn't hesitate any longer, and dragged the essence blood and soul blood with immortal power to drip onto the inscription.

The black brilliance was first faintly visible on the stele body, and gradually elongated after taking shape.

Finally, it turned into a black mad dragon with red eyes, and turned into thousands of ghosts.

Qiu Shuihan quietly waited for a miracle to happen.

In the crystal-like ancient monument of suppressing demons, thousands of ghosts turned into a black dragon again. Different from the previous black dragon, it had an extra pair of wings.

This is Canglong!

Roar!

A roar came from the ancient monument of suppressing demons, which was breathtaking.

It danced uneasily among the steles, with indignation in its eyes, as if it was about to jump out at any time, soaring between heaven and earth.

At this moment, an afterimage flashed behind Qiu Shuihan.

It was fast, so fast that it seemed to be there all the time, silently.

It was very cold, so cold that the snow falling behind Qiu Shuihan turned into a solid body and fell on the gravel.

Not only Zou Jiuzhou understood the truth of Ye Lingtian's last knife, but also Wen Xingchen, who is extremely talented.

Qiu Shuihan instinctively evaded to the left rear.

Pooh!

The short knife stabbed Qiu Shuihan's left shoulder fiercely.

How could Qiu Shuihan give Qiu Shuihan too much time to react, with a twist of his wrist, the short knife was about to wipe Qiu Shuihan's neck.

It's just that the knife didn't succeed.

Qiu Shuihan moved very quickly, with one side of his body, barely avoiding the knife.

She left a whirling afterimage in mid-air, and behind her on the ground, blood turned into blood beads and fell from mid-air.

Qiu Shuihan looked at the bleeding wound, then looked at the indifferent Wen Xingchen, gritted his silver teeth and said, "You want to kill the master?"

"Master?" Wen Xingchen slapped the ancient monument of suppressing demons with his small hand, first suppressing the restless Canglong.

Then she played with the knife in her hand, and smiled arrogantly: "The trash who was expelled from Hanyan Mountain many years ago can also be my master?"

"You are not a strong man who crossed over from the fairy world, but I am."

Looking at Ye Lingtian in the distance, and at the ancient monument of Zhenmo, Wen Xingchen was elated.

"You will never know that when you brought the anti-devil ancient tablet from the world of immortal magic, someone will be watching you."

"Oh, I almost forgot, not only did we focus on the ancient monument of suppressing demons, but we also focused on Ye Lingtian."

Qiu Shuihan held the Nether Sword in his hand, let the blood on his right arm drip onto the ground, and said in a cold voice: "So that's how it is, the arrangement is careful enough, and you hid it deep enough."

"It doesn't matter if you don't hide it deep." Wen Xingchen sighed, "Not only are we staring at the ancient monument of suppressing demons, but many great powers in the world of immortal arts are also staring at the ancient monument of suppressing demons."

"You come from the world of fairy magic, you should understand that that world is much bigger than this world, and there are many real masters."

"If we let them get involved, how can we have any business?"

Qiu Shuihan took a deep breath, his eyes were full of anger: "What kind of secret is hidden behind the ancient monument of suppressing demons?"

Wen Xingchen curled his mouth and shook his long hair: "You don't deserve to know."

Qiu Shuihan's sword-holding hand was trembling: "I'm usually good to you, but I don't even have the qualifications to be a ghost?"

Turning his head to look around naked, and thinking about Qiu Shuihan's performance these days, Wen Xingchen shrugged his shoulders, and his words were a little helpless.

"I also want you to be a sensible ghost. The problem is that I don't know about it myself. How can I tell you?"

Qiu Shui coldly snorted: "In that case, you are nothing more than a running dog!"

Wen Xingchen's face turned cold: "Don't say it so harshly, in the world of immortals, not everyone can be a powerful running dog!"

Qiu Shuihan looked at Wen Xingchen, and said with great regret: "In terms of intelligence, you are no worse than others, and in terms of talent, you are also considered a genius."

"If you can follow your own path, you will surely achieve a future."

"Unfortunately, you just want to become someone else's eagle dog, and you will definitely regret it in the future."

Wen Xingchen immediately shouted: "Shut up!"

"So what about eagle dogs, at least I can reach people you can't reach, and reach realms you can't reach."

"At least I know that there are many unsolved mysteries in the fairy world."

"At least I know what the mentality contained in the ancient monument of suppressing demons is!"

Qiu Shuihan raised his eyes and looked at Wen Xingchen: "What is the mentality contained in the ancient monument of suppressing demons?"

Wen Xingchen's pretty face was no longer angry, and Ao Jiao was once again written on her face.

She turned her wrist slightly, and the indigo brilliance turned into a series of silk threads, tightly entwining the Canglong in the ancient monument of suppressing demons.

"You dare to covet the ancient monument of suppressing demons without the technique of controlling the Canglong. Qiu Shuihan, you are too courageous. Aren't you afraid that the Canglong will fly into the sky and make you lose your mind?"

Wen Xingchen orchid slightly shook his finger upwards.

The Canglong in the Ancient Demon Suppressing Monument let out a wailing cry, hiding in a corner of the Demon Suppressing Ancient Monument.

Qiu Shuihan shook the Nether Sword in his hand, and asked in a cold voice: "How can a person create a miracle if he doesn't even have an idea?"

"Perhaps in your opinion, what I do is useless, but to me, it is of great significance."

"At least I have worked hard for my dream."

"Take a step back, without me, would you be able to find the Ancient Demon Suppressing Monument?"

Wen Xingchen considered Qiu Shuihan's words, nodded and said: "You are indeed the most talented woman I have ever met, unfortunately"

As Wen Xingchen said this, he exerted a little force on the little hand holding the ancient monument of suppressing demons.

The crystal clear body of the stele immediately cracked, turning into fragments and falling to the ground one after another.

The black dragon that was curled up and struggling before has turned into a dark sheet.

The white lettering glistens on the dark flakes.

"Unfortunately, you bumped into me and into this game."

Wen Xingchen took the sheet in his hand and looked at it.

"Not everyone can enjoy the ancient magic tome, and I'm just the one who brought the ancient magic tome back to the world of immortality. As for practice, I don't have that extravagant hope."

Wen Xingchen looked up at Qiu Shuihan, with disdain on the corner of his mouth: "I can't do it, and you can't."

Qiu Shuihan suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is how the ancient monument of suppressing demons is played."

Wen Xingchen raised her eyebrows, and smiled gracefully: "Don't tell me, you understand what I did just now."

Ye Lingtian finally regained some consciousness, and stood up with his left hand leaning on the cold light.

Looking at the complacent Wen Xingchen, then glanced at Qiu Shuihan, who was full of greed, and said to Wen Xingchen, "Miss Wen, hand over the ancient magic tome to Qiu Shuihan."

Leave it to Qiu Shuihan? Wen Xingchen frowned, "Why?"

"You are such a smart person, you still don't understand at this point?"

Ye Lingtian sighed, and couldn't bear to look at Wen Xingchen. After all, before she recovered her memory, the two had established a good friendship.

"Ye Lingtian, do you mean that she already knew my identity?" Wen Xingchen tightly held the short knife in his hand and became nervous.

Ye Lingtian nodded lightly: "Not only did he see through your identity, but I also learned from her the knife I just made."

Qiu Shuihan created that unprecedented move? Wen Xingchen's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears.

"This is impossible. With Qiu Shuihan's attainments, how can he comprehend the rules of space?"

Qiu Shui was happy: "I thought you were a genius before, but I never thought that you would be so incomprehensible at a critical moment."

"War in the wilderness, Wang Shaoshao can force you to use a unique move, why can't I, Qiu Shuihan, comprehend the rules of space?"

"In the last game, where did you lose, do you know?"

Wen Xingchen's tender body trembled, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Arrogance!"

"That's right, you take yourself too seriously, or it may be that the situation is developing too fast, and you haven't gotten out of the inertial thinking of being a strong person in the fairy world."

Qiu Shuihan slowly lifted the Nether Sword, and said expressionlessly: "You can underestimate the enemy at any time, and you must cheer up for the last battle."

"But, at the most critical moment, you made a mistake."

"You know the consequences of making mistakes at critical moments."

Wen Xingchen looked down at his feet and fell into a long silence.

Regardless of the wound on his shoulder, Qiu Shuihan condensed his immortal power on the Nether Sword, like an irresistible god descending from the sky.

"Throw over the ancient magic tome, and I will give you a dignified death."