The three-foot sword pulled the old antique to deeply discuss the correctness of the view, and after several days, Chen Pan's divine sense could enter the stone axe space.

The old antique was not damaged at all, but his smile was a little stiff, and no matter what Chen Pan said, he would no longer discuss the so-called right and wrong views.

And what made Chen Pan unbelievable was that the three-foot sword actually made up such a thing as a computer. I made a lot of games that still have remnants in my memory.,I'm having a lot of fun.。

You can tell who this guy is from the games he chooses, and what kind of old gunfights, artillery battles, or life-and-death battles and other games, all of which make the screen full of flesh and blood without paying attention.

The three-foot sword has a belligerent factor in its blood, and he and his racial identity should be reversed. Maybe he is a human race, but he is a real barbarian, also known as the war clan.

The three-foot sword not only got one for himself, but also got one for the old antique, and if there was nothing to do, he had to compete, and those who lost accepted all kinds of punishments.

Playing with space patterns, old antiques can be said to be a must in the world. As for playing games, I'm afraid he just wants to say to the three-foot sword, I bought a watch last year.

The same gunfight game, starting together, when the old antique was still thinking about what magic weapon he grabbed in his hand, how long and short, the three-foot sword was already killing all directions.

All kinds of punishments, full of tricks, the old antique couldn't resist, and was tortured again and again, even Chen Pan felt that he couldn't stand it, but he couldn't stop it. If it is not necessary, try not to separate the divine consciousness into the stone axe space.

In such a situation, the fact that the old antique has not been abused out of Stockholm syndrome is already a surprising psychological quality.

Back to the Lethe River again. Chen Pan's heart was inexplicably much more relaxed, although the demon beasts and spirit bodies here were still strong, and they would never be much weaker than the ones he had encountered before, but it made him feel that it was not a big problem.

Bypassing those Demon Beast Supremes, there was no longer an existence that could pose a mortal danger to him, and it was only a matter of time before he reached the end of the Lethe River.

No longer the same hesitation as before. Chen Pan naturally began to think about a lot of questions, and deduced various exercises from his mind in order to be stronger. At the same time, I am also thinking about some things that I have overlooked.

The original intention of finding the reincarnation pen was to resurrect Lin Yuting, but I wanted to come at this moment. She is not the only one who wants to be resurrected.

Parents and younger brothers all suffered misfortune in the tragedy of the Northern Wilderness, and the Master of Heaven deceived himself back then, leaving regrets that are difficult to heal. What's even more uncomfortable is that the people on the heavenly machine themselves have already died, and they can't hold him accountable.

Neither his parents nor his younger brother have ever been resurrected, and although his younger brother is a monk, it is not clear at all how high he has cultivated. And in the midst of such a catastrophe. I'm afraid it's too late to burn the source of life.

As for the parents, they are just mortals, they don't even know what the origin of life is, and it is impossible for the so-called burning source of life to exist.

The opportunity to resurrect them is also here, but Chen Pan is still worried.

According to the old antique. The reincarnation pen is not just a treasure, it is an existence equal to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it can be regarded as a person, an extremely arrogant person.

It's not easy enough to get it to do it a favor, and it's even more impractical to want it to resurrect so many people on its own.

If you have the chance. And the reincarnation pen is only willing to help himself resurrect one person, so who should he resurrect?

Lin Yuting, parents or younger brother? Chen Pan suddenly felt that he had difficulty deciding.

Undoubtedly, the first thought is naturally to resurrect one's parents, but if there is only one, such a resurrection will only allow one of them to grieve with him. Home, still incomplete.

And Chen Pan would rather owe anyone in the world, and he doesn't want to owe Lin Yuting. Yang Mei Great Sage is already dead, even if he resurrects her, he feels that he still owes something. If he gave up like this, Chen Pan felt that he couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart.

But if you choose to save Lin Yuting and give up your relatives, this kind of decision is more uncomfortable than killing Chen Pan.

The dilemma of choice, unable to decide.

can't decide, so he doesn't think about it, but Chen Pan can't let his mind get rid of it.

It's still a monotonous killing advance, and I don't know how many demon beasts hate the Lechuan River in Chen Pan's life-changing combat method. Along the way, a large amount of food was raised for the yellow spring sea bream, and a considerable amount of Neidan was also collected.

The blood and qi on Chen Pan's body became thicker and thicker, and even some demon beasts began to be afraid and did not dare to approach.

The days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it was decades, and the so-called end was getting closer and closer in Chen Pan's heart.

The road ahead has gradually changed, and the demon beast spirit body is becoming less and less, and the days of frequent battles are gradually disappearing.

But this did not make Chen Pan relaxed, thinking of the possible and undecidable choice, he was a little hesitant in his heart.

Along the way, the monotonous scenery finally changed, and a long line of red appeared on the distant horizon. The red color was not a flame, it was like blood, and people couldn't help but panic.

I don't know how long it is, but the gray sunlight in the sky is also particularly gorgeous.

What is that, a sea of blood? Chen Pan's heart jumped.

The entire Netherworld Island is gray and black as the keynote, only the spirit body is white, and at this moment, such a blood red suddenly appears, it seems so abrupt, there is no doubt that the end of the Lethe River is probably coming.

Chen Pan slowly flew towards the blood red, not in a hurry, more than a hundred years have passed, he doesn't care about such a little time. Although there were no demon beasts and spirits on both sides of the Lechuan River, Chen Pan did not let down his vigilance, and there might be something more dangerous hidden in such a place.

When he got closer, after seeing the blood-red clearly, Chen Pan was slightly stunned, this was not a sea of blood, it was actually a sea of blood-red flowers.

This is a very peculiar flower, the flower blooms extremely brilliantly, the petals are separated, sparsely wrapped, like a fluffy flower ball. The leaves are green, very small, faintly visible, and together with the cyan stems are covered by brilliant flowers, and from a distance, only blood red.

In this legendary place where the dead gathered, it was unbelievable that flowers had appeared.

These flowers exude a quiet fragrance, which has an incomparably magical effect, which makes Chen Pan's impetuous mood instantly relax and settle down.

"What kind of flower is this, so magical!" Chen Pan couldn't help but ask.

With his cultivation, there are not many things that can affect his mood and mental power, but this flower can do it. Not to mention the baby against the sky, but it is definitely a strange flower.

"The legendary flower can calm the irritable spirit, and naturally it can also soothe people's minds. The three-foot sword said.

The flower of the other side, a flower that only exists in the legendary world of death.

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