Boring!

Boring!

Boring!

Boring!

Ye Chuxiao's knife moved faster and faster. As he raised and lowered the knife, those short figures holding the knife were easily cut off in large pieces by him like weeds.

However, he became less and less motivated, and the area that seemed to be about to spread on the blade shrank back again.

While enjoying the excitement and selflessness brought by the battle, the forgotten 'knowledge' reoccupies the high ground of reason.

The more rational you are, the more helpless you are.

The smarter you are, the clumsier you are.

The truth of the artistic conception was kept secret from Ye Chuxiao.

Then they took action at the same time, firing all kinds of attacks at Ye Chuxiao and Ye Chuxiao.

But if you have seen all the 'truths' about this beauty, and even know how she looks when she picks her nose, goes to the toilet, and picks her feet, then it will probably be difficult for you to have any impulse, even if she is still beautiful.

It still makes people yearn for it.

In an instant, the formation seemed to be plunged into endless danger.

"Oops! I fell into his trap!" A trace of panic flashed in Huang Zhentu's eyes.

The tearing sound seemed to be exploding in everyone's ears.

Ye Chuxiao relied on instinct and without any hesitation, he moved with his long sword, attacking with attack, and clashing weapons with weapons.

If what he was holding was a divine weapon, then this knife would do more than just chop off the head.

The wind stopped at this moment, and the light shattered even more completely at this moment.

In an instant, all sounds disappeared.

"Want to break the formation?"

After all, Yuanyang Sword could not quickly and completely keep up with Ye Chuxiao's growth pace.

"Three hundred miles?"

Crazy flames burned on his body.

Huang Zhentu obviously suffered some kind of attack against all living things before his death.

With a crash, part of the two superimposed formations poured into the bottom black formation under the guidance of Ye Chuxiao.

Instead, you should directly split the opponent from the middle, and then take advantage of the situation to harvest the life of an artistic conception monk.

"You're lying to us!"

Ye Chuxiao didn't pay the price for killing Huang Zhentu with one blow.

"Why?"

Huang Zhentu wanted to repeat his old trick and use the formation to cover Ye Chuxiao again.

The realm of artistic conception is like this beauty that Ye Chuxiao has seen all over.

But precisely because of this, he lost his courage to make progress.

Ye Chuxiao was not disappointed. Instead, he swung the knife like a hook and pulled hard.

The characters condensed into nine powerful visions of heaven and earth, surrounding Ye Chuxiao and restricting his space for movement.

Between the collision of the knife and the ax, there seems to be an infinite stream of light blooming.

It was all just his temporary hysteria.

"In that case, grow it for me!" He said softly.

This kind of mentality cannot be eliminated, we can only find ways to forget it.

Then this bright red bloomed like a flower.

Duanmulin nodded, and the aurora filled the air around her like a corona.

"Just be drowned in the formation like this!" Huang Zhentu said coldly to Ye Chuxiao through the formation.

Ye Chuxiao's Yuanyang sword turned into pure Yang energy again and was taken back into the body.

"Why do you have such a big field?"

Just like a beauty, when you first see her face half-hidden with her pipa in her arms, you will try every means to please her, get close to her, conquer her, and possess her, which will generate a lot of excitement and passion in order to achieve your goals.

That goal bursts out creativity, imagination and fighting spirit.

Every time the sword fell, he and Duanmulin were a few feet taller.

The eyes around her were all shocked by the beauty of this moment.

When they came back to their senses, what people saw was the broken body in the Yellow Formation.

The artistic conception monk holding the talisman pen waved the talisman pen in his hand and wrote nine complex and powerful talismans.

Whoosh!

The blade fell and the field was smashed.

But these were all swallowed up, digested, and gradually suppressed completely by Ye Chuxiao.

He fled hundreds of miles in an instant, far away from Ye Chuxiao's domain, and then fired at Ye Chuxiao from a distance.

At the same time, the Fu Dao Artistic Realm monk on the other side also took action.

Huang Formation Tu is the best formation in the world. Master Tu and Ye Chuxiao want to attack and break the formation, but there is no such possibility.

An area of ​​four hundred miles in radius was suppressed like a mountain.

He was so horrified by Ye Chuxiao's previous operations that he forgot that he was the artistic conception monk.

"When I enter the artistic conception, God's will cannot be violated, it is unparalleled and absolute!"

This ax naturally contains extremely powerful domain power.

Just like a huge mountain collapsed and a pillar in the sky fell.

boom!

There was an explosion.

The Yuanyang sword in Ye Chuxiao's hand vibrated crazily.

"Youth, middle age, and old age are all just my will. My will is better than God's will. What is above is the artistic conception."

His domain is concentrated on the blade, although this blade does not specifically refer to the blade of the Yuanyang sword.

"I need to be a guest!" Ye Chuxiao looked at the space that was almost pure black, scratched his fingertips with his fingers, and a drop of bright red blood fell into the black ink scroll.

Strength and weakness cannot be completely distinguished by realm, but the existence of realm was not originally used to measure the strength of the conquest, but to mark the stage of cultivation.

Some elements of the triple array overlap, making changes within the array more complex.

Although it did not harm his life, the shame and anger of having his head chopped off by a monk of a lower realm made him even more embarrassed and angry.

But the results are worth it!

Even if they consume each other, they can be consumed for a long time.

"Escape so far!" Ye Chuxiao murmured.

I briefly fell into the embarrassment of having no knife to use.

"You are by no means the first to enter the artistic conception, you are at the pinnacle of the artistic conception!"

"Dead...dead?" People looked at the corpse of the yellow array diagram that had begun to turn gray and white in trance.

There seemed to be some weird power that was ready to burst out of Ye Chuxiao's body at any time and blow him to pieces.

He quickly struck Ye Chuxiao with an axe.

His eyes did not look at the vision transformed into nine kinds of symbols, nor at the artistic conception monk who came up with a short axe. Instead, he locked his eyes firmly on the tip of the knife held in his hand.

At the same moment, the blade turned and swept towards the artistic conception monk holding the talisman pen.

Huang Zhentu looks like a middle-aged man with an honest face. There is also a long-bearded artistic conception monk holding a talisman pen, and an artistic conception monk holding a short ax, guarding the left and right sides of the yellow array diagram respectively.

When they collected the souls of the artistic conception monks, they deliberately avoided those who were not to be offended.

Ye Chuxiao held his hands empty, as if he still held a knife in his hand.

At the same time, Ye Chuxiao jumped, flashed, and swung his knife!

There are almost no rules to be found. Every step you take, you must be careful of the sudden burst of murderous intent.

After solving the Huang Zhentu, Ye Chuxiao could give it a go more willfully.

His responsibility was to protect Huang Zhentu, but at that moment, he was deceived by Ye Chuxiao's sword light and missed the best defensive opportunity, which made Huang Zhentu hateful on the spot.

With a flick of his sleeves, a large number of little figures made of stacked paper charms flew out of Ye Chuxiao's sleeves.
To be continued...