The demon village is now in a sea of ​​blood. A beautiful woman in white stands in the sea of ​​blood, and a man in black, full of murderous aura stands aside.

The woman's eyebrows are as green feathers, her skin is as beautiful as mutton fat, her autumn waves are so beautiful that she is charming, and her spring bamboo shoots are slender and charming, and she looks very good, but this beautiful woman, as beautiful as a fairy, has a light red lips and says extremely vicious words.

"Yinger is really a heart-warming person. When she was covered in blood and had no strength at all, she still didn't forget to climb towards you stubbornly. Unfortunately, she worked hard for a long time and could only stretch her claws. Alas! I feel pity for you!"

Meinu seemed to be sad to stretch out her hand to cover her eyes, as if she was not the one who was waiting for something vicious.

The old tree's essence was blood and tears, and it seemed that there was a look in front of her. The weird little girl, her eyes and smile, her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. She was so sad that she was full of sorrow. The old tree's essence was prosperous, and her face returned to calm from hideousness.

"In the end, that girl crawled to you with a sad and difficult cry. At that time, you had just been attacked by Scorpion and were unconscious. I let go of the peach blossom miasma and let the little fox go in."

"Watching her constant sobs, there is no human voice in her mouth, only the whine of the fox, haha! She is also trying to wake you up. Have you felt the touch of her little paws touching your face? Have you heard her desperate whine? Have you seen the tears in her eyes full of tears?" Mei Nu smiled casually and admired the old tree spirit's expression with interesting interest, just like she had admired Xiaoying's grief before.

But what disappointed her was that the old tree spirit had a tumultuous face, and only Du Xu felt the storm in his heart. Mei Nu was tired of this game. Yes, she regarded it as an interesting game.

The scene she expected did not appear, and the old tree spirit never collapsed. On the contrary, he seemed to be getting calmer and calmer, "It's such a disappointment! Dead old man, why are you so stubborn? If I had known, I would have left her body and fed it to you. How about it? Is this a good idea? In this way, you will wail heart-wrenchingly and collapse!"

The old tree spirit Rongsheng closed his eyes and showed a smile of Dajue and Dajue. There was no sorrow, no anger, no resentment, only a smile of Dajue and Dajue. In the eyes of Meinu and Shaman, it was particularly hateful.

"Dead old man, I have to let you have fun today!" Scorpion Man Yinjiu's face was completely distorted, and he whistled hoarsely.

"Scorpion man, you want it~"

Mei Nu had no chance to say the second half! A blue sword light, with a sense of determination and determination, slashed towards the man and woman. It was so bright, as if burning all life, short and bright.

Du Xu looked at the green sword light in shock. It was the soul that reached the old tree spirit. Du Xu was in another time and space. The sword light seemed to have broken through the boundaries of time and space, making Du Xu feel that his soul was so painful that he was stabbed by the sword light. He was obviously just a thousand-year-old fairy who had refining the soul. Even if he faced it head-on, he would not cause any trouble to Du Xu. However, the coldness of the sword light and the firmness and regret of the sword when it came out deeply shocked Du Xu.

This is the spirit of the sword, the purest and sharpest sword light.

The legendary sword cultivator does not practice magical powers, does not practice talismans and magic weapons, and only uses a flying sword in his hand to break all the magic and be invincible. No matter how many magics and all the great ways you can break it with one sword.

"Break all the methods with one sword" Du Xu gently recited the true meaning of the old tree spirit's sword.

The five clouds of peach blossom miasma supported by Mei Nu, and the huge black scorpion transformed into the scorpion barbarism melted, dispersed, and disappeared in this pure sword light. Their magic weapons and magic, facing this unrepentant sword light, were like Canxue meeting the Chaoyang, quietly melting.

In this sword, there was no feeling of regret from the old tree spirit. There was only fearlessness, as if muttering a name: "Xiaoying."

Du Xu knew that the old tree spirit fired this sword, not burning the essence and blood, but dying with the two beasts, because his essence had been broken and he had no power to tie a chicken. It was for another thing, as if it was something more important than his life, and he used his existence as a sacrifice and issued a shocking sword.

Seeing the blue sword light turning into light spots and dissipating in the air, Du Xu felt shocked, for the sake of determination and determination, and at the same time, he realized something in his heart: the way of the sword immortal is not to rely on external objects. He is indomitable and has no regrets when the sword comes out.

The reason why Du Xu could not understand the supreme sword art recorded in the Western Kunlun Taoist Sutra was that he did not have the courage to go even if he had thousands of people, nor did he have the fearlessness, determination and determination to transcend life and death.

The sword art is so strange. The monks are afraid of life and death, but only the sword cultivators are fearless among them. This seemingly contradictory sentence is Du Xu’s current understanding of sword cultivators.

Du Xu is an ordinary college student on earth. He has no firm will or anything more important than life. He is just an ordinary person, with only immortality and freedom and ambition.

Later, he got the Kunlun Mirror and feared life and death, and his heart of Tao became popular. Du Xu always regarded life and death as his determination to seek Tao, and looked down on monks who were addicted to the world. But today he saw another thing, a heart of Tao that was not feared life and death, and a determination that had no regrets when swords were revealed.

This is the insight and shock brought to him by an old tree demon who has been mediocre for thousands of years and a ignorant and confused little fox.

Practice is for oneself and for freedom. If you are afraid of death and live in vain, even if you achieve immortality, it is just a corpse guardian. To survive, you will give up your nature, dignity and everything that constitutes yourself. It is just a stone of immortality, rotten wood, rotten flesh, and not an immortal.

Practice is for the sake of freedom and freedom. Giving up many important things for the sake of immortality is not the joy of immortality, but the pain of immortality. Living is just torture, and the longer the torture of immortality, the longer it will be.

Only when you are in immortality and have the ability and courage to maintain your freedom and safety can you get the joy of immortality!

Du Xu said solemnly at the sword light that gradually disappeared in the phantom of time and space: "I will be guided by you today and understand the right path of immortality. I will definitely help you overcome the tribulation in the future and save Xiaoying on the way." After speaking, a little sword light in my fantasy escaped from the phantom of time and space and sank into Du Xu's eyebrows.

This is the illusion of time and space. The sword intent left by the old tree spirit at the end of his life, and he sensed Du Xu's oath, and disappeared into Du Xu's soul, helping him with a force on his sword path.

This last bit of sword light disappeared, and Du Xu's heart gradually faded into the illusion of demon village in his demon village. He also woke up from the innate Yishu deduction. When his soul completely woke up, the illusion of demon village that he had absorbed in his heart quickly dissipated, and soon his heart became empty and silent.

Du Xu opened his eyes and felt that the world was very different. He felt carefully, and the power of the soul had greatly improved, which was better than a year of hard work. Looking at the peaceful atmosphere of the demon village, thinking of the scene of the surging sea of ​​blood, the nameless fire arose naturally, and a murderous intent arose to Meinu, Scorpion Man and the so-called "master" behind them.
Chapter completed!