"If you can't see it, you don't care about it. ”

Jing Yao smiled deeply and asked herself, if she was just in troubled times and indifferent to Penglai, would she still be so desperate?

She can't give a clear answer herself, maybe...... But he will definitely not give up his life and forget death, he can help if he can, and he is helpless if he can't help.

Except for the so-called protagonist in the movie, who would really give up their self to truly seek sentient beings?

In Jing Yao's time, counting up three to five thousand years, the so-called savior was a generation of emperors, Emperor Qin and Han Wu, Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, and a generation of Tianjiao...... Princes, are you really fighting for the people?

Jing Yao doesn't believe it, maybe heroes do exist, but because of the changes of time, heroes have also become heroes! Jing Yao is not a hero, and she has never thought of being a hero......

This is the first time that Yi Yi has answered Jing Yao, from Jing Yao's expression, Yu Yu understood something, and involuntarily shook it, maybe he was really wrong......

Tens of thousands of miles away from Penglai, the forbidden space realm has disappeared, and the light that clears the thick clouds flashes with dazzling light, and the warmth is incomparably sprinkled on the body.

The bleeding wound was spraying at an accelerated pace, he was a human being, he had entered the ghost path, the ghost had nothing to hide under the sun, but he was a pedantic man, and the sun's rays had no effect on him.

The toxins quenched by the dragon spear were not removed, and Jing Yao continued to attack, dismantling his ghost yuan foundation, and under the illumination of the scorching sun, he couldn't help but spasm.

Jing Yao stopped attacking.

In terms of combat power, Jing Yao completely surpassed Mo Xinyan back then, and he was also in the Tribulation Realm, Mo Xinyan slashed immortals with one sword, and even if Jing Yao flew to the immortal realm at this moment, he could become a generation of immortal masters!

Almost powerless to fight back, she stared indifferently at her for a while, and then Jing Yao suddenly asked, "Where is the artifact that penetrates all worlds?"

She couldn't figure out that once such a life-saving artifact was sacrificed, the heavens and all the worlds would choose a realm at will, and she would definitely not be able to cross the distant time and space to kill them all, all she could do was to give a heavy blow before the shuttle......

He didn't answer, but stood there for a moment, laughing suddenly.

Then he turned around slowly, as slow as a dying old man of his age, and the slight movement seemed to have used all his strength.

Jing Yao'e's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her pupils blinked like autumn water, waiting for her to turn around.

When the eyes meet, the sun, the white clouds, the clear sky, the mountains...... All of them disappeared, and bubbles of memory appeared in this world.

Looking at his life with his own eyes, he has no remorse, no anger, and no intention of begging for mercy.

It's just an evaluation without any emotion: "Golden Immortal Consummation, Jing Yao, you are the first person in the immortal cultivation world since ancient times!"

The tone faded away from all embellishments and emotions, and Jing Yao nodded, her face expressionless.

Now is to let her go to the moon, she also has the confidence to do it, once she reaches this level, no strong person will care about other people's compliments.

And Jing Yao, what she cares about most is the artifact that can travel through all worlds.

In other words, it is imprisonment, and with bondage, without restriction is equivalent to having freedom, releasing nature, and returning to one's own self...... It is extremely close to the Dao fruit, and there is a saying in Confucianism that it is a blessing and a curse!"

Jing Yao frowned, what this meant was meant, was it about himself, or was it about himself?

After all, both of them are very much in line with the deep meaning of this sentence, and blessings and misfortunes depend on each other...... Could it be that he has the cultivation of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, and there is a calamity that he is unable to face? Or is it a meaningless threat before he knows that he is powerless to return to the sky?

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and an object that looked like a coffin was taken out by him, and he waved it forward, and the coffin flew towards Jing Yao.

He smiled indifferently as if he had suddenly been liberated, as if he had escaped the shackles of fate, and his movements became much easier.

To tell the truth, the moment she saw the coffin, Jing Yao thought that she was finally going to use the artifact to shuttle through the ten thousand worlds, and the vast true yuan was gathered between her fingers, and all directions were also covered by Buddha qi and star fields.

Unexpectedly, Yi Peng actually gave the artifact to himself, and Jing Yao lost his mind slightly.

This is the rumored man's death, and his words are good?

"You have a point. Jing Yao nodded again and reached out to catch the coffin: "I will burn this sentence on the epitaph of the honorable driver......

After saying this, Jing Yaoxiu opened her hand, and the Big Dipper stars flowed back and forth between her fingers, and just as she was about to finish the knot, the artifact in her right hand suddenly buzzed.

Jing Yao was struck by lightning, and her face changed and she had fallen from the clouds......

As if calculating the time of the artifact's attack, the puff headed into the distance, and its speed increased several times, not at all like the injured whose foundation had been damaged.

Jing Yao secretly scolded the old treacherous and cunning, and was about to pursue with all her might, but the illusion of mountains and mountains in her mind had swallowed her.

It's all black and white, like an ink painting, and I don't know what kind of feelings the painter wants to express, and what era the scenery is painting......

Jing Yao suddenly raised the true yuan, wanting to suppress the layers of illusions full of deep meaning, but ...... The Wuji True Yuan that was casually rubbing and abusing the Purple Essence lost its effect, just like a boiling kettle suddenly exploded, and Jing Yao's eyes darkened...... Boundless darkness spreads......

Before consciousness is extinguished,

The puff had disappeared at the end of sight, and Jing Yao vaguely heard an intriguing question: The artifact exists because of you, and it will be returned to you today......

What an inexplicable sentence, the artifact exists because of itself? Give it back to yourself? This is more like the plot in the fantasy, the protagonist is the king for a while, and the eight directions surrender...... But Jing Yao seems to have never experienced a hundred responses, the magnificent spectacle of ten thousand immortals coming to the dynasty, and the artifact has inexplicably become her own property?

She was in a trance who once said: People's lives are full of illusion and reality, so everyone has two lives, one is the self born in self-consciousness, and the other is the self in reality, alternating between virtual and real, if I am gone...... Don't be sad, because I'm alive in another way......

Jing Yao has always thought that this sentence is actually nonsense before the split personality......

In her time, she called this disease psychosis, or it was better to call it dual personality, Jing Yao had seen several such people, each of which was inextricably related to Huang Quan, but she never thought that one day she would become a member of the schizophrenia.

It was an incomparably real illusory existence, unable to distinguish between truth and illusion, unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood, as if it was half-born and had existed for a long time, Jing Yao couldn't help but think nervously...... Could it be that he is fortunate to be the third furnace of Huangquan?