The realm of the previous life should have been beyond the limitations of Hongmeng.

Yang Jian stood there with a wry smile, his breath flashing all over his body, unable to move, and the traces of the knife swirling in front of him.

The avenue is simple, and the avenue is not as good.

At this time, he was all over his body, every bit of strength, every bit of power, and even every drop of blood was squeezed dry.

Around, five bronze mirrors turned into powder and slowly fell everywhere, as if announcing the end of something......

In the palm of his hand, the light of the handle of the remnant knife slowly dimmed, leaving only a soft sigh of the remnant knife, and nothing more.

A hundred zhang away, the second god lay Zi Qin Lengmo's figure in a pool of purple-brown blood, his body was very flat up and down, only a knife mark on his neck.

The sword is broken, the gun is broken, the sword falls, and the hammer is scattered......

It seems that he has reached the extreme of the Dao, and the existence of standing at the apex of the strongest is so unbearable under the sword of the remnant knife.

Naturally, it was not the power of the remnant knife, but the realm and mystery that the remnant knife had been contaminated with from its master Du Bi for countless years.

This knife is already the limit of the residual knife, and it is also the limit of Yang Jian.

And this knife can also cut off Zi Qin Lengmo's avenue and cut off his soul, which has no emotion.

Boom!

Ahead, a terrifying coercion once again came from the hall.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly, looked down at his palm, and then dragged the spear that had been crawling all over the cracks, and walked forward with some difficulty in the remnants of this broken wall.

The depleted Xuan Blood and Xuan Qi began to recover again, but it was like a dry river and a fishing and burning forest while hunting, and a magical blow from the remnant knife before took most of his life......

He also wanted to rest, if not if he was already a little in time.

"Don't go...... When I beg you...... Leave her alone......"

A faint voice chased from behind, and Yang Jian's eyes were a little gloomy, but his feet still didn't stop.

"I have to make a decision, and in the next life, don't think about the past. ”

Turning his head slightly to look at the body that was beginning to wither, Yang Jian felt inexplicably desolate in his heart.

He probably already understood what was going on.

But at this time, there are still some doubts, I don't know whether it is the strong man of the ancient times or the person with ulterior motives who is pushing these things step by step behind the scenes, and it seems that everything has already been arranged.

He's going anyway.

There is only one last step left before the answer, and if he turns back or stops like this, he will really leave a great regret.

Thinking about it, what people want in this life is actually the three words 'no regrets'.

Step by step, Yang Jian walked on the faded jade road, as if there were still some remnants of life in this ruin.

Climbing the steps and stepping into the magnificent ancient hall, Yang Jian looked ahead, but what he saw was a sea of stars.

The main hall seemed to be submerged by this sea of stars, and the road under his feet was like nothingness.

Several figures were in the deepest part of the sea of stars, and a woman in white stood with her back to him, it was the eldest sister who was just about to meet at this time.

"Light ......"

Yang Jian's chapped lips muttered, and his gaze was already a little blurred.

And in front of the 'eldest sister' there is an altar, and there is a seat on the altar, and a dried corpse lies on the seat, but the body contains an amazing power of life.

This is the Eternal God-King?

A dried corpse?

Yang Jian immediately understood what this sea of stars was, this should be the stardust of the Eternal God King arranged here by the 'eldest sister'.

Boom!

The heartbeat sounded again, and the corpse's body trembled for a moment.

And on this altar, the six reincarnation disks rotated quietly, and directly below the six reincarnation disks, Nuwa Niangniang was entangled in the shackles of several rays of light.

It's like a sacrifice.

Master Uncle?

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, as he saw the Tsing Yi Daoist who had fallen not far from the altar, and a terrifying hole had been broken in his chest.

What's going on?

Is the master really dead? Did you guess wrong?

With a little doubt, Yang Jian took a step forward, and the whole person forcibly breathed a breath, and the spear trembled slightly.

The eldest sister who was facing the altar suddenly turned around.

That face instantly made Yang Jian's heart tighten, three points like lightness, and seven points like an old friend.

"You are Yang Jian?" her voice did not have the slightest wave, but her eyes were a little surprised, "How do you win the envy of the sky and the cold Mo?"

Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and then he said indifferently, "I picked up a piece of scrap iron in the Immortal Volcano. ”

In this way, it can be said clearly. She turned slowly, unable to tell what majesty she was, nor could she put into words how beautiful she was.

This appearance is not visible, and the fairy is gloomy when he hears it.

"It doesn't matter if I kill you or not at this point, my father is about to wake up, and any struggle you make will be in vain," she slowly closed her eyes, and the momentum around her body suddenly became a little stronger.

It was as if in an instant, the Nine Heavens Fairy had turned into a ghost!

The piercing coldness of that voice made Yang Jian's heart almost collapse!

She suddenly raised her hand and slapped it at Yang Jian, and from an unknown distance, a palm print covering the sky that flowed through the cold avenue appeared in front of Yang Jian in an instant!

"You have touched something that should not be moved, and you dare to touch a treasure that I dare to touch!

"Fight!"

Yang Jian raised his head violently and roared, holding the three-pointed two-edged gun with both hands, his body jumped up, and a shot smashed into the palm of the palm!

But......

Ping Pong –

This spear, which accompanied Yang Jian's expedition to the east and west, and fought fiercely against the strongest man three times and five times, was directly shattered in front of this palm print!

And Yang Jian's figure was also instantly knocked away, and he flew directly upside down from the sea of stars and fell at the entrance of the main hall.

The bones are shattered, and the qi is decided!

"Humph!"

The 'eldest sister' snorted coldly, her chest heaving slightly, and then she turned to look at the dried corpse lying on the altar throne.

'Who's that?'

A dull thought flowed through.

"It's just a living being," said the 'eldest sister' in a low voice, "Father, the child will help you back to life, but please don't forget to promise the child." ”

'What do you want, my father won't give it to you?' It's hard for you to run around for so many years. ’

"The child has no regrets. ”

Her hands were slowly sealing, and nine avenues appeared behind her, somewhat similar to the avenues of Xiankong, which melted into a green willow tree.

And under the willow tree there is a small pond with a few simple white lotuses floating in the pond.

She casually summoned a white lotus and slowly handed it to the heart of the dried corpse, but there was a bit of hesitation in her eyes.

"Father, will you really help me resurrect him?"

'I have no grudge against Watari, but our respective paths have come to an end, and we want to jump out of the shackles of Hongmeng. ’

The path I chose was the opposite of the path he chose, and the two could not coexist, so there was the previous war. ’

'When the father is resurrected, it will be easy for him to return, but the father will only give him a way that cannot be fought to keep with him.' ’

The eldest sister suddenly looked happy, but Nuwa, who was hanging above, only sneered.

But at this time, the eldest sister couldn't listen to any words at all, she exhaled softly, her jade hand trembled slightly, and sent the lotus flower into the dry corpse.

Then, quietly taking a few steps back, he knelt down beside the altar and waited quietly.

Boom...... Boom......

The sound of a slow but powerful heartbeat appeared everywhere in the sea of stars, and the light of the sea of stars continued to flicker, and a touch of mysterious and mysterious rhyme appeared around the dried corpse, enveloping itself in a layer of golden mist.

Her breathing was starting to be a little unsteady.

A heart trembled slightly, looking forward to it, waiting, it seemed that in the next moment, the man she had been thinking about for countless years in her heart would appear in her eyes......

"Sneer......"

Laughter suddenly sounded from the side, and she immediately looked up, her eyes surging with murderous intent but a little puzzled.

The corpse that had broken the pulse of the heart by her finger actually let out a burst of laughter at this time and sat up directly......

"Ha, hahaha! cough cough cough hahahaha! I'm sorry, I can't help it, big sister, you continue, continue, when I don't exist. ”

The hole in Xuandu's chest was rapidly closing, and he slowly stood up holding his chest, with a simple and happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

But the 'eldest sister' frowned slightly.

The real body should have been no more than the Xuandu of the quasi-holy realm, but at this moment, she couldn't see through the breath.

A long sword was in hand, the 'eldest sister' slowly got up, and without saying much, a sword light slashed extremely quickly, and Xuandu suddenly turned his head in a different place, and his head flew out.

But strangely, there was not the slightest trace of blood.

Xuandu's figure flashed and appeared to the side, his head resting on his neck, as if the sword just now was just an illusion.

He smiled and waved his robe, and dozens of figures identical to him appeared behind him, revealing the aura of the strongest one by one.

"There are many incarnations of me in my dreams, eldest sister, you can kill a few more, let me see what you look like when you are angry. ”

The eldest sister held the hilt of the sword and said coldly, "Who are you?" ”

"I, Meng Luo, don't you remember, eldest sister, the young man who has been by your side since the beginning," Xuandu raised his head and laughed with a smile in his eyebrows, "Happy!

"Shut up. ”

"Shut me up? ”

Xuandu said with a smile, and the eldest sister subconsciously took half a step forward.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"That's a long story, but I'll start with something that interests you, such as Watabi's whereabouts. Xuan Du snapped his fingers, and a cloud appeared beside him, and a clear image appeared within it.

It was the picture that the eldest sister had seen in the flood wilderness before, and there was a young man in the ordinary room with half of his face exposed.

The eldest sister's gaze was suddenly a little obsessed, but at this time, the picture was not static, but moving.

The man inside stood up from his desk, walked to the glowing board, sat down, and looked at something with his chin in his back.

Syllable.

Xuandu snapped his fingers, and the picture changed at that time, it became that the young man was walking on the street, looking down and touching something, but at the intersection, he was hit by a 'iron box' that suddenly rushed over, and the whole person fell in a pool of blood.

The eldest sister could barely grasp the hilt of the sword.

"What's wrong with him, why didn't you save him!"

"You really have lost your senses," Xuan Du said lightly, "how could I not save him, if I didn't save him, how could I see this good show?"

In the picture, a phantom floated in the air in some confusion, and was suddenly pulled into the cuffs.

This picture is all from the perspective of the Xuandu Grand Mage, and the cuffs are naturally Xuandu's shot, taking away the soul of the 'reincarnation of the cross'.

Then, the stars and the sea of stars flashed by, and Xuandu seemed to fly to the end of this vast and boundless sea of stars, and the familiar barriers of heaven and earth reappeared.

It is this side of the eternal kingdom of God.

Xuandu slapped a palm at the Heaven and Earth Barrier, and there seemed to be a Dao light and shadow flickering on the other side of the Heaven and Earth Barrier.

The inside and outside are integrated, and Xuandu has opened a path, and several figures that are almost the same as Xuandu ushered in and integrated into Xuandu's body.

They are all in a dream, and they are all the strongest.

Immediately, Xuandu sacrificed the Kalachakra Dao, and a long ruler appeared in his hand, leading Xuandu into a colorful whirlpool.

Within the barrier of heaven and earth, Xuandu's own years are rapidly going back......

When Xuandu rushed out of the whirlpool, he had already broken out of the barrier of heaven and earth, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of that piece of heaven and earth.

Flood and desolation of Wubu Continent.

Then, Xuandu waited quietly for something, looking for something everywhere, the picture kept flickering, and finally stopped at a dirt city in the south of Ganbu Continent, and found a dying boy.

Beside the boy, a small figure snuggled up to the side of the kang, as if he had fainted from hunger.

"Heels are good, it's you. ”

Xuandu raised his hand and pointed at the boy's forehead, grabbed a wisp of soul and snuffed it out, and took out the phantom in his sleeve and entered the boy's body.

Then he went out laughing......

As soon as the picture turned, the boy prepared the little girl to walk on the road in front of Kunlun Mountain, and after feeding the little girl wild fruits, he secretly hid the wild fruits he should have eaten.

They don't seem to be running out of food......

The picture flashed again, and the boy knelt down in front of a Taoist who was a little unattractive, but still in a majestic figure......

"Don't you get it yet?"

Xuandu said with a smile.

The long sword slipped from the eldest sister's hand, and her body trembled slightly, and she was shaking.

In the cloud mirror, the boy's situation in the mountains flashed by, and when the picture was clear again, it was in front of the plaque in the Jinxia Cave of Qianyuan Mountain, and the two young Taoist priests were fighting the law.

"Impossible...... That's impossible...... That's not true!"

She shouted, a mouthful of blood gushing out, and her eyes were full of pain.

"Alas," Xuan Du sighed with a smile, "Eldest sister, eldest sister, as the fourth brother who is deeply cared for by you, I spent more than sixty yuan to let my dream body search for the stardust that has not exploded after the fall of the crossing. ”

"Finally, I went in once, and before he was about to use his body to kill the last remnant of the Eternal Kingdom, I took great pains to take his true spirit. ”

"It took me countless more years for him to be reincarnated, and I took great pains to bring his reincarnation back to the wilderness. What am I trying to do? Isn't it just to fulfill your wish, big sister? hahaha!"

The face of the Xuandu Grand Master suddenly turned extremely hideous, "You killed him with your own hands! You killed him! His body is outside the hall, and the true spirit inside is estimated to have been wiped out under your palm!"

"No......"

She struggled to turn around, but Xuandu suddenly stepped forward and looked down at her with a blank face.

Xuandu's voice seemed to blow like a cold wind.

"Don't blame me, these are all your own sins, you have crossed the other in order to resurrect him, but you can't find the remnants of the soul, but you have the idea of resurrecting your father first, the eternal god king. ”

"Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? Will the Eternal God King let him go? It's ridiculous that you have destroyed countless living beings for this matter! For your own selfish desires, countless living beings have been buried!"

"What's wrong with the creatures, what's wrong with me!"

"My parents, my wife, my children and grandchildren, my family of sixty-five, my teacher is six hundred and seventy-two, what is wrong with them!"

"At the beginning of the post-Tai Dynasty, I cultivated hard to the realm of saints, of course you won't remember me, there are too many saints who died in your hands. But I survived, I awakened the memories of my past life in the flood wilderness, and I also realized the great dream Xuangong. “

"I didn't expect that, did I? What is this? hahahaha!"

Xuandu laughed, but a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, "This is retribution! I am the countless creatures who died in your hands! I want you to realize that life is better than death, and I want you to pay!"

Knock –

A strong heartbeat suddenly sounded on the side, and the 'eldest sister', who had been dead silent in her eyes, ignited a glimmer of hope.

"Father...... Father will be able to ......"

"Oh," Xuan Du wiped the corners of his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "By the way, your father's true spirit has been controlled by me with an evil method, and you haven't even doubted why you were able to find your father's remnant spirit so smoothly." ”

Seamless.

The eldest sister sat there weakly, the aura around her body was extremely chaotic, and the realm of cultivation continued to fall.

But a clear voice came from the mist......

"You, have taken control of my true spirit?"

Xuandu's smile froze in an instant, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the throne where the clouds and mist were slowly dissipating.

And almost at the same time, outside the hall, at the bottom of Yang Jian's damaged body, the small flame quickly sparked and silently melted the remnants......

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