229 Eternity

Daihua Mountain. As soon as the demon arrived, he saw the front of the six princes array. Xia Gulin, Xiao Fengchuan, Chu Yunshen, Nan Gezi, Wu Lingchun, Yan Qingdu, the soul is far away, and the soul is green jade case through Changhong. He has been waiting for such a decent battle that deserves his seriousness for a long time.

"The sixth son?" The demon showed an unexpected smile, "Long time no see."

"It's all good to you." Xia Gulin nodded slightly to the demon master. This attitude is like facing an old friend who has been reunited for a long separation. We don't know each other well. There is no resentment, no love and hate.

"The momentum of the six princes did not diminish in those years. If I guess correctly, this is also your last battle.

He said...is that so? Is this also the last battle of his demons? Somehow, Yao Ling always felt that the smell of gunpowder in the last battle between the Sixth Prince and the Demon Lord was not so strong. It's really surprising.

"Why do you have to say more? If we continue to talk like this, the gold and iron in our hands will be boring and rusty. Wu Lingchun smiled and gently discounted the fan, and the other five blades responded with a low voice.

This... doesn't look like there's going to be a fierce battle at all. Yao Ling looked at the Qingyu case with doubt, but the Qingyu case was not surprised. After countless battles, love and hate, misunderstanding and fighting, this is the first time that the six princes and the demons no longer fight for hatred. In their hearts, they all firmly believe that they will win. Because of the loss of the lover, because of the long history of faith, because the people who fight side by side are still there, because the lights of Jiuli Palace are brilliant day and night, because under Daihua Mountain, there is a pair of prayer eyes looking into the distance. They all firmly believe that this time, they will not lose.

Since you have no fear in your heart, hold the sword in your hand and have no worries. Let's have a real duel!

In the case of the six princes and the distant spirit green jade case, the figures of eight people coincidentally went straight through the sea of clouds like meteors. Eight people hung over the sea of clouds like meteors. The fierce wind spread eight pieces of clothes, and the white crane spread its wings and flew by their sides. The devil is like a black meteorite hanging on the other side. His judgment-like eyes are proud of the world, and there are nine black air swords spinning behind him.

Xia Gulin raised his arm as the name, Qingfeng sword, horizontal cloud knife, flowing moon silver string, gentleman folding fan, golden wind and powerful crossbow all together, raising layers of clouds and waves, the knife light reflects the sun, dazzling...

On that day, even the nine gods could not forget the decisive battle between the sixth prince and the demon on the top of the nine clouds. The morning sun was dotted with blood-stained swords, and the rainstorm washed the winged clothes. Even if the light is far away from the world, the hero's shining posture and soul will definitely illuminate the world.

Maybe the hero has lost since the moment he drew his sword. Because he admits the fragility of his heart, he needs the help of gold and iron in his hand to protect the world's disdainful dreams.

However, when they, together with their companions, run to the invincible enemy with their swords, although their strength is small, although there is little hope, and although they have been repeatedly defeated, they all move forward bravely and never retreat, they win. At least many years later, recalling that youth, they would not regret piercing the boundless darkness with a sharp sword in their hands.

First, I would rather die than lose my great righteousness; second, I would rather die than lose my ambition; third, I will never forget my brother who fights side by side. Because everyone works hard together, and each other's beliefs and intentions reach each other's hearts, so that they can always stand invincible in their hearts.

The heart is immortal and the heart is invincible, which is the true eternity.

"Kkakaka!" Seven weapons intersect in one place, like a bonfire with a bright moon burning. Blood flowed from the fingertips, foreheads and clothes of the five people, and dyed the morning glow red. The demon master smiled again, such as the first chivalrous man in the world and the first master of the demon world. They are actually the same people. In order to protect the happiness of their loved ones, they are just fools who don't hesitate to pay everything...

However, it's a pity. There must be people who are happy, and there must be people who are unhappy. There must be someone alive and someone dead.

There are too many wishes in the world. Where are there so many stars in the gods, they can brighten these wishes one by one. Therefore, in order to realize their wishes, people often do whatever they can. It's easier to do whatever you can than the pain of losing.

After all, it is still a powerful talent to tell the gods their wishes.

The demon master gently shook his sleeves and shouted, "You broke my pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a row, so let's break into my ink, paper and inkstone array!"

Pen, ink, paper and inkstone array? The eight people were on guard against each other. The paper blade under the command of the demon master attacked like a bat coming out of a hole, and the snow waves were rolling under his feet, and the paper edge was like a blade, dancing like a thousand knives. Fengchuan jumped up, and the long sword knocked down the paper blade into dandruff. When he jumped up again, a paper blade had caught up to his mouth. Fengchuan's head flashed on the side, opened his mouth and bit the galloping paper blade, and smashed the sharp blade with a click. Pieces of white snow fell one after another and blended into the snow.

Fengchuan stepped on the fluttering paper blade and forced the demon master. He flew several golden arrows under his feet, shooting paper blades and withered like fireworks. Wulingchun followed Fengchuan closely and walked on the clouds. He galloped. He took several pieces of paper blades like flowers and grass in his hand. His wrists rotated gently, folded the paper blade into a fan and shook and scattered; Nangezi's silver string, Chu Yun deep horizontal knife, and the two bathed in the snow of paper. , it was not chaotic at all; Xia Gulin just stood quietly in place. After the five people had been attacking for a while, the demon had been carved into a whole pale labyrinth with paper. He wanted to trap the sixth son with this doll-like castle, but he was really childlike.

"Up!" Xia Gulin took the remote spirit and the green jade case, along the white stairs, the white cliffs, and stepped on the white bricks and tiles to the spire of the paper castle. Nan Gezi raised his white sleeves, and a silver string shot out like water, firmly binding the magic array on the tip of the paper castle. Fengchuan has also jumped to the highest point with the paper blade, but there is no paper blade in the air to step on--

"Qingdu, hurry up!" As soon as Wulingchun's signal came out, Yan Qing was very happy. He pulled a crossbow and arrowed an arrow. A golden arrow shot in the direction of Wulingchun. Wulingchun jumped on the speeding arrow and chased after Fengchuan, which was about to fall. When he was chased to the distance where there was only one arm left, Wu Lingchun stretched out his arm, hit the folding fan, and shouted, "Fengchuan!"

Fengchuan immediately jumped up and took advantage of the spring folding fan of Wuling. It jumped to the nine heavens like a fish leaping over the dragon gate. The long sword cloud, the light danced the universe, and the earth-shattering sword stabbed the changeable magic array at the top of the paper castle!

"Boom-boom-!"

Yao Ling raised his head and looked up, and saw that the aura of the sword array was dazzling. The castle made of paper peeled off like old paint pieces, and the magic array collapsed like a huge green tower, revealing a dark piece under it, which seemed to be a very deep cave. Yao Ling only felt light. She and the Qingyu case had been picked up by Xia Gulin's hands and thrown straight into the dark cave.

"Next is Mochi, it's up to you!"

Yao Ling and the Qingyu case threw themselves into the Mochi. The two of them are now in a state of soul, so they can't be stained by the ink of spiritual power. Xia Gulin and six others climbed to the top of the paper castle one after another. While the paper castle sank, there was a roar at the bottom...

Xia Gulin frowned. The sixth son looked down and saw a group of dark ants crawling high.

Is it the demon's inkstone soldier? Wu Lingchun shook his head, and there was another pile of annoying miscellaneous fish. I don't know if the eldest brother has got any formula from Yan Lixi to retreat these miscellaneous soldiers without blood...

"Big brother, it's too troublesome to fight one by one." Wuling Spring Road.

Xia Gulin nodded. Nan Gezi then tucked the silver string, which was more than ten feet long, staggered into a net and went to the black armored shield. When the inkstone ghost soldier was tied to the silver wire mesh and could not move, Xia Gulin's ape arm gently shook, and his index finger was a little in the air, and then he danced with the astringent wind. In an instant, the sky and the earth were changing color, and the sun was dark. Xia Gulin pointed to the west wind and flashed through the air like lightning. The west wind, with the power of heaven and earth, roared at the inkstone ghost soldiers like ten thousand horses galloping!

"Bum--!" After the loud noise, the strong wind blew the six pieces of clothes at the top of the paper castle, like an eagle. Xia Gulin looked back at the Mochi. The surface of the water was dark and calm, and the two crystal pillars burst out without warning, like the white phoenix sunrise. The Yaoling Qingyu case stepped on the water and floated in the air, holding a silver mirr for each: "Brother, the Zilin Cui tube has been demolished, and when I was young, the Mochi would fill the paper castle!"

Xia Gulin nodded. Eight people looked into the distance together, and the sea of clouds was like a dragon and phoenix. The eyes of the eight people experienced the changes of wind and clouds, but they were like the sea reflecting the stars, shining and overlooking all sentient beings. The ink of the ink pool flows out of the cracks in the paper and draws a spell that indicates fate on the paper castle.

Eight people stared at each other with breath. The black ink beads submerged into the white soil and grew into black buds little by little. The cloud shadow hurriedly skipped, and the sun slowly dropped, and the black buds seemed to hear the order. The electricity was like a purple sky, growing into a towering forest...

"Brother! Far away! Be careful, everyone!"

After an exclamation, Fengchuan was cut out of sight by the long thick ink. A wisp of ink line is like being guided by a delicate hand, which accurately finds the glowing roots in Fengchuan's body and hits it with one blow!

Blood splashed everywhere. Fengchuan has been used to this degree of piercing injury, but this time, somehow, Jingjing was hit and couldn't move all over...

"How are you, Fengchuan!"

Yao Ling and Wu Lingchun exclaimed at the same time, and also rushed over at the same time, stretching out one arm each to catch Fengchuan who was about to fall to the ground. Fengchuankou couldn't say anything. He only felt that something was ready to move in his body, as if he was about to break out of the shell.

"Damn, I was about to win just now!" Chu Yunshen waved his knife and cut several pieces of ink in front of him and shouted to Fengchuan, "How is he?"

"Fengchuan! Fengchuan, why don't you talk! Answer me quickly, don't scare me..." Yao Ling was so anxious that he looked at Wu Lingchun for help. Wu Lingchun has a gloomy face. If it was Fengchuan, of course, he would not be defeated by such a simple blow. Could it be...

"Yao Ling, Fengchuan can't fight anymore. Take him to go first." Wu Lingchun said that he was about to get up, but his wrist was tightly held by Fengchuan. What a guy who never gives up. He is obviously delirious, but he still doesn't give up. Wu Lingchun broke free from Fengchuan and ordered Yaoling to say, "Yaoling will take Fengchuan down immediately, immediately!"