Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes, the scorching white light had dissipated, and there was darkness around him, and all he could reach out was cold earth and stones.

He was buried deep in the ground?

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly held his breath and switched to the Spiritual Breath Technique, but the next moment his whole body stiffened in disbelief!

Why did his cultivation suddenly return to the Yuan Infant Stage???

Before he could figure out his condition, he felt the sky shake, the soil above his head was lifted, and in the bright skylight, a pair of black eyes without a trace of whites were met.

Liu Qinghuan met his eyes with the other party, and found that the dove, who was still embarrassed a moment ago, was neatly dressed at this time, and there was no injury on his body, and he was still the high-ranking Mahayana monk.

A trace of doubt appeared in the eyes of both of them, and at this moment, a "stop" suddenly sounded.

Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw the return of the person who had not been masked for many years flying from a distance: "Brother Dove, stop, I know this junior...... Boy, why are you here?"

Liu Qinghuan quickly swept around, only to see that under the blue sky and bright sun, there was an endless sea of forests, and at his feet was the big pit that he had just dug out, and suddenly realized: He seemed to have returned to the Stygian Mountain Battle Domain, and when he had just obtained the Wanmu Zhengrong nectar bottle, it was also the day when he met the dove for the first time.

The dove obviously understood, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he grabbed his hand and slammed it!

Liu Qinghuan only felt a pain in his neck, and his eyes went gray......

What does it feel like to die?

Is it the despair of the heavens falling apart, or the eternal relief after a moment of pain, or is it just that it all feels unreal?

It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was just a moment, Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes again, and there was still darkness around him, and the mud and stones weighed heavily on his body, burying him deep in the ground.

Illusion?

What happened hundreds of years ago suddenly reappeared again, but this time, the dove also came back with him, and because of the resentment of hundreds of years later, he did not allow him to justify and stop him from returning, so he directly killed him, and even didn't care about the fairy treasure.

But all this was too real, just like when he entered the abyss of repentance before, he couldn't find the slightest sign of the illusion.

The aftermath of death was still echoing in his mind, Liu Qinghuan was in a trance, and he was pulled out of the ground again, and he stood in front of the dove again.

"Stop, I know this junior......"

The two of them turned their heads at the same time and watched as they flew from the same position.

Liu Qinghuan felt a sense of absurdity in his heart, if it was because his cultivation was low, he couldn't get rid of this illusion, but what about the dove?

The dove never seemed to suspect what had happened since he entered the abyss of repentance, but now he should have realized it, right?

But to Liu Qinghuan's surprise, although the hesitation on the dove's face was stronger than before, the hand holding his neck was still tightened more and more.

Liu Qinghuan hurriedly shouted: "Don't you think the current situation is very weird, even if you kill me ten times and a hundred times, it is only in the illusion, it is useless, it is better to figure out how to get out of the illusion first." ”

The dove moved on his face, tilted his head as if thinking about his proposal, but suddenly raised his hand and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I only want you to die now!"

Liu Qinghuan was speechless for a moment: Also, if his thousands of years of penance were destroyed overnight, he would also be devastated, and he only wanted to kill the initiator.

And the dove was still at the peak of Mahayana at this time, and he couldn't escape if he wanted to, so he could only wait for death with his neck straight.

"Wait!"

Unexpectedly, Gui Bugui suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the dove's hand, and said with a displeased face: "Fellow Daoist, this junior is kind to me, I can't watch you kill him." If you have any contradictions, why don't I do the stopping?"

He turned to Liu Qinghuan again and reprimanded, "What's the matter with you kid, why did you provoke a Mahayana monk?"

"Senior ......" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart, although he couldn't return to save him from the dove back then, but he didn't expect to come again, when the dove was extremely murderous, he was still willing to speak for him.

But what can he say? Hundreds of years later, he used the poison of time to abolish the other party?

"Get out of here!" the dove roared with a cold expression, and with a pinch of his free hand, a murderous black light flew towards the return: "If I don't kill him, it's hard to vent the hatred in my heart!"

Obviously he didn't expect the other party to say that he would do it, so he hurriedly retreated and avoided it, and his face sank: "You are going to do it with me......"

Liu Qinghuan didn't hear the next words, because of the weight of the dove's murderous intent, he didn't listen to the words of return at all, and slapped his head with a palm!

......

Liu Qinghuan touched his head with palpitations: "It's still there, it's still ......."

What it was like to have his head smashed, he didn't want to experience it a second time in his life!

The sound of flapping wings came from under him, Liu Qinghuan raised his head, at this time he was sitting on the back of the first year of junior high school, a deserted mountain range fell into view, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: It's finally not the Stygian Mountain Battle Domain!

"Master?" Fu Bao looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong with you, someone is really following us?"

Liu Qinghuan's heart moved, and asked, "What time is it?"

Fu Bao was stunned: "Ah, ah, didn't the master just collect the main spiritual vein of the Suolong Mountain Range......"

Liu Qinghuan remembered that this was the day when the dove came to Yun Mengze to look for him.

He looked back, was silent, took Chu Yi and Fu Bao back into the spirit beast bag, and ran forward.

Although there is not much hope, you can't sit still, and you can escape for a while.

However, the void behind him rippled slightly, and the figure of the dove gradually emerged, with a powerful and incomparably oppressive force, raising his hand and pointing at it!

......

In the endless void, there was a cry of dust behind him, and the dove smiled fiercely, and one hand turned into a sharp claw, which instantly pierced his chest......

A void hole formed under his feet, and terrifying black beams of light burst out, shooting his body to a thousand holes......

In the secluded realm, the group slowly walked down from Qingtian Peak......

In the abyss of repentance, the dove found the prison......

"Am I here today to experience one hundred and eight ways to die?"

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but ask himself, and found himself standing on the earthen bridge that straddled the abyss, while the scarred dove was lying motionless at the other end!

Well, it's finally his turn!

This time, Liu Qinghuan did not hesitate at all, and with a backhand sword, he eliminated the monster that wanted to sneak attack him, and the vial also flew out at the same time, appearing on the top of the dove's head almost instantly, and the poison of the dream was splashed down, and the residual arrow also pierced the opponent's eyebrows!

......

A feeling gradually floated in Liu Qinghuan's heart.

Perhaps, how many times you die is not the most important thing, but how many possibilities there are between life and death.

Looking back, in the few times he came face to face with the dove, each time he was on the verge of life and death, but he actually seized the extremely faint chance of escape.

It's just that when the two of them entered the illusion realm at the same time, after knowing all the things that happened after knowing it, the dove was only obsessed with his life, so under the gap in cultivation that was very different, he had no possibility of escaping.

The only chance he could kill the dove was when the other party was knocked unconscious by an arrow from the Yi Immortal, if he hadn't hesitated at that time, if the monster that was in the way hadn't appeared......

However, no matter what the final result is, the cause of everything comes from Xianbao.

Because of the fairy treasure, the dove chased Yun Mengze.

Because of the fairy treasure, the dove found the altar at the bottom of the lake.

Until the end, the feud between the two became deeper and deeper, and the fairy treasure became less important, leaving only you to live and die.

Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes suddenly!

He was in a trance, and the pain in his body, as well as the strong feeling of falling, let him know that he had finally escaped from the illusion.

Then he found himself surrounded by the invisible Dao Realm, and outside the Dao Realm, countless monsters called heart demons flew and circled like vultures, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Liu Qinghuan raised his hand, and the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen that he had been holding in his hand before entering the illusion realm, as well as the sword intent of life and death hidden in the pen, were constantly flickering at this time, and the stone tablet that was originally stored in the sea of knowledge was also suspended by his side.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised, but he soon didn't have time to pay attention to the sudden appearance of the stele, because not far above his head, there was a dove with half of its wings mutilated and a shocking scar, and its eyes were closed, and it seemed that it was still immersed in a fantasy!

I didn't have time to think about why I woke up before the other party, if such a great opportunity was missed, Liu Qinghuan felt that he really had only one dead end left.

The cyan Wanmu Zhengrong nectar bottle appeared in his hand in an instant, and a gray gas flew out from the mouth of the bottle!