The perfect system of rebirth

Jian Twenty-three's face appeared on the evil spirit, making An Li's sweaty hair instantly stand upside down, but without waiting for An Li to continue to look more, he saw that the evil spirit had blatantly shot towards him, and in desperation, An Li could only quickly resist.

But an unexpected scene appeared.

As soon as the blood-stained long sword in An Li's hand was raised, it was directly shattered on the spot and cut off by the evil spirit's move!

This scene made An Li's heart beat wildly.

According to the book of the world, human blood is something that has a miraculous effect on evil spirits, in fact, when encountering evil spirits in the cemetery before, this has also been proven, after the long sword is stained with blood, the evil spirits are very afraid of the long sword in their hands and dare not have any direct contact.

But now, this should have been a weapon to resist evil spirits, but at this moment, it was shattered by the evil spirit's move!

This is the sword of the Great Elder of the Dementor Sect!

Although it may be really not enough to look at it in the Taoyuan Holy Land, no matter what, the material of this sword is definitely not ordinary in all aspects, and it was still cut off by one move, which shows how strong the strength of this evil spirit in front of him is.

Escape!

Almost instantly, An Li made a decision in his heart.

This is not a way, he must flee quickly, and the evil spirit in front of him is definitely not something he can defeat!

With such a thought, An Li's figure flashed, and quickly ran towards the city, everyone in the Taoyuan Holy Land is a cultivator, and the master is like a cloud, at this time, An Li's first thought is to let the master help, not to mention to go back to the cemetery to save people, he needs to find a master even more.

Fortunately, although the evil spirit was ridiculously powerful, its speed was not too fast, and under An Li's all-out running away, it was quickly thrown away by An Li.

Looking back, An Li breathed a sigh of relief, and then did not dare to slack, still advancing at full speed.

Soon, An Li arrived in Taoyuan Village.

But the scene in front of him made his whole person gasp.

Blood!

There is blood everywhere!

A corpse is scattered all over the city, there are stump limbs and broken arms everywhere, and occasionally you can see corpses that have blurred and cannot see people, and the Taoyuan Holy Land that was originally full of vitality has now become a ghost city, and everyone has turned into cold corpses.

What the hell is going on?

Why is this?

A series of questions shrouded An Li's heart like a shadow, his heart was full of doubts, but no one could give him any answers, An Li tried to go to the house where he lived last night, because he remembered that there seemed to be a powerful person next to him.

But soon, An Li was disappointed, that great power had become a corpse, and it could be seen that he seemed to try his best, but in the end he was still invincible.

"Go to that tower!"

An Li's heart was cold, and he looked up at the small tower in the middle of the city.

At this moment, An Li could only pin his hopes on the Lord of Taoyuan, on that mysterious and extremely powerful Sword Twenty-three. Along the way, the city was full of dead silence, and as far as the eye could see, there was not a single living person, obviously the smile that could still be seen this morning, but at this moment it had all become corpses.

All this came too quickly, catching An Li off guard.

Under the heavy heart, An Li's steps became heavier.

Finally, when An Li walked to the small tower, although he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene in front of him.

The tower door that has been closed for many years has been wide open at this moment, it seems that the tower door seems to have been destroyed by a powerful force, half of the door panels have been smashed, faintly visible, blood gathered into a river, flowing out from the inside of the small tower, and the entire Taoyuan Holy Land, here is a dead silence.

"Sword senior!"

"Li Muzhi!"

An Li tried to call twice, but received no response, only the blood in the sky, telling the terrible disaster that had happened before.

An Li gritted his teeth, and finally walked towards the small tower.

He wanted to see what was going on!

Entering the tower, An Li was surprised to find that the small tower that could shrink anyone who entered seemed to have lost that ability at this moment, as if entering an ordinary broken house, and the position where he was sitting yesterday was now full of corpses.

Finally, An Li saw a figure.

With his back to him, wearing a set of cyan robes, he was standing in place at the moment like a gossamer, but An Li could still feel that this person was still alive.

"Sword senior?" Although his back is facing him, he looks very similar to Sword Twenty-Three, and the clothes on his body are exactly the same as Sword Twenty-Three.

The man seemed to hear An Li's call, and his figure was shocked.

Immediately, I saw him slowly turn around.

He is not Sword Twenty-Three!

"Li Muzhi?"

An Li looked at the person in front of him with horror, this person was not the owner of the Taoyuan Holy Land, Jian Twenty-three, but Li Muzhi, the apprentice of Jian Twenty-three, but the difference between Li Muzhi, who was a humble gentleman he had seen before, liked to clean himself up and cleaned up, at this moment, Li Muzhi's eyes were blind, leaving two blood-red holes, and blood was flowing.

His body was full of scars, a terrifying injury from the position of his neck to his abdomen, and even An Li could see that a piece of intestine had been exposed.

It's a miracle that he can still stand.

"What happened, why is this happening, your master?" An Li stepped forward as soon as possible and asked while speaking.

But Li Muzhi only frowned, and seemed to think for a long time before saying, "I recognize your voice, you are... An oak of the year? "

Back then?

An Li was a little strange, but now is obviously not the time to think about this, An Li wanted to step forward to help Jian Twenty-Three stabilize the injury, but he just took two steps, but saw Li Muzhi shook his head: "It's late, it's too late, it's too late, I'm sorry for the master, I'm sorry for the ancestor of Taoyuan..."

At this moment, Li Muyi's face was deep, and he kept repeating words like late, and the whole person's mental state looked very bad.

"In any case, heal your injuries first." An Li frowned and continued forward.

But at this moment, a terrifying killing intent suddenly appeared, An Li subconsciously flashed, but soon he found that this killing intent was not for himself, looked up, and saw a blood-red blade penetrating from Li Muzhi's back, revealing the figure behind him.

It was a terrifying figure shrouded in darkness, with a terrifying coercion that An Li had never seen before, and at this time slowly pulled out the blade that penetrated Li Muzhi's body, and licked the blood on it with his tongue in the depths.

Suddenly, the figure seemed to look at An Li and revealed a smile:

"You're late, loser!"

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