A quarter of an hour ago.

Eighteen miles west of the island.

The huge sprinter-shaped sword ship floated on the smoothly incoming sea, leaving the world alone and alone without reflection, as if it did not exist in this world.

After kicking Xiao Ran away, Ling Zhouyue suddenly felt dizzy, so she sat cross-legged on the stone table and kept drinking to recover her qi and blood.

I don’t know if I’ve drunk too much, but when it started, she felt that she was not sitting on a boat or on the sea, but surrounded by the underworld.

The entire sky was suspended with a jellyfish-like divine level, covering the sky and the sun, just like the end of the world.

A woman in red with a cold face, who seemed to have seen somewhere, was trapped in the underworld and could not get out of her way.

She danced in the air, sprinkled blood, and kept wielding her sword to kill the Netherworld...

"It's also a good thing. If you can kill all these Netherworlds, you might be better than Senior Sister Ling Zhou!"

I?

Who is this woman?

I seem to have seen it somewhere, it seems very far away, and it seems like something happened yesterday.

The woman still underestimated the number of Netherworld. Netherworld seemed to be increasing and there were countless people who could not kill them. Her spiritual power was almost at its limit. If she was not careful, she would be buried to death.

Ling Zhouyue wanted to save people, but inexplicably felt very heavy, as if she was about to sink into the abyss and peel off the world.

She tried her best to barely get up in the air and suddenly drew her sword.

Use her favorite sword move from Girls' Generation—

"The waning moon."

The majestic sword energy turned into a bright arc light like a waning moon, hanging over the darkness.

It seemed to have huge gravity, attracting thousands of jellyfish nearby, like millions of moths flying into the fire, burning in the cold moonlight.

The girl in red was overly relieved and the pill wall cracked, and she fainted from the air due to exhaustion.

Ling Zhouyue's figure flashed and she hugged her.

A blue robe rustled in the burning dust and smoke of the underworld, and the picturesque clear face was reflected in the girl's eyes.

"I'm really not as good as you... Senior Sister."

For some reason, when I saw the girl's dantian shattering, Ling Zhouyue was in chaos:

"Don't talk, I'll lose you."

The girl's eyes were blurred and her lips were trying hard to open.

"This is not like... Senior sister, your hands are trembling, your eyes are... as if they are looking at someone else."

What did Ling Zhouyue remember?

"I often see you in the academy. What's your name?"

The pale lips smiled sweetly:

"Dongfang Xuanye."

Ling Zhouyue frowned slightly and sighed:

"So there is night in your name..."

As soon as he talked about night, Ling Zhouyue suddenly woke up.

I looked around and was still on the sea, but I realized that it was a dream.

The spiritual consciousness was unfolded, and Xiao Ran was not found, and even the Blood Moon Bone did not respond.

Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly found that the shadow of a huge woman in red was hanging in the air.

It is exactly the same as the girl in the dream, but in her eyes like amber, there is no longer worship, but resentment.

"You are finally willing to come to find me, Ling Zhouyue."

This difficult woman again!

Ling Zhouyue said coldly:

"I'm not here to find you."

Admiration and appreciation are still hidden in the woman's resentful eyes.

"It's so love and envious. Senior sister, you look much more beautiful than me in red clothes... It's a pity that the person you think of is dead."

Um?

Ling Zhouyue suddenly realized that she was still in a dream. She raised her hand and drew her sword, and slashed the phantom of red clothes in the air with one sword.

The sea breeze blew on the sweat-soaked red dress.

Ling Zhouyue drank wine with her mouth and drank it all in one go, but she felt that there was no smell of wine.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Ran asked beside him.

Ling Zhouyue didn't want to talk about her nightmare.

"fine."

Xiao Ran suddenly covered his chest and said:

"But I have something to do."

In a blink of an eye, blood flowed out of the chest and poured into the whole body, dyeing the blue clothes red.

Ling Zhouyue frowned and suddenly understood, and raised her feet and kicked Xiao Ran away.

"Give up Xuan Ye, I am not as smart and great as you think. Your illusion is useless to me."

A female voice lingering like a nightmare came from the sky.

"Your obsession is deeper than your apprentice."

"What obsession do I have?"

Ling Zhouyue curled her lips and shook her head, and raised her head to drink.

However, the wine is poured out of the bamboo tube...

All are blood.

Blood stains the whole body along the neck.

Sudden!

A tremor from the blood moon bone instantly spread throughout the body, spreading to the depths of the dantian, condensed into a vortex in her deep sea of ​​qi.

The vortex instantly pumped her spiritual power!

Her whole body shivered, her legs trembled, and her spiritual power was almost drained.

What's this kid doing?

Xiao Ran's resonance drew the spirit, allowing Ling Zhouyue to wake up from the layers of nested illusions!

When I looked up, I saw that the sky was filled with giant dragons transformed from darkness, densely covering the sky and the sun.

I feel like I'm still in a illusion.

After careful look, Liu Hanzhen and the Xuanyuan family were fighting against the dragon group in the air.

Xiao Ran on the beach almost took her spiritual power with a blow, but Xiao Ran herself was not supplied at all and she was exhausted?

Even threatened by Dan Taiyou...

Too embarrassing!

His figure flashed and he came to the beach, patted the young man wearing a Zhu Ming robe who seemed to have hidden power, and patted his shoulder.

"Who are you?"

Although she only drank wine in the illusion, her voice was still smelly of alcohol, and she was slightly drunk and tired and lazy.

This is an unintentional act, but in the eyes of the listener, this tone is too domineering, and it is only a tone that only a strong man with strength above everyone else can have.

Dan Taiyou's face turned black, and a sword light flashed in his blood-red eyes. He quickly restrained his aura and said coldly:

"Zhu Ming Mansion, Dan Taiyou, we have met."

"I haven't heard of this name before."

Although he was traveling with the Dao League hunting boat, Ling Zhouyue obviously would not care about the name and identity of the young follower next to Liuhan Town.

"Wait... Isn't Dan Tai the surname of the four major families? I think all the decent men in the four major families were slaughtered."

Decent man...

Dan Taiyou turned around and bowed a little.

"Elder Lingzhou lifted it up."
To be continued...