Zhao Li's soul body returned to the white space with two short knives, and instantly returned to the flesh, if the short knife was not too weak, he would not be able to bring the white space, and at this time, in the formation, only a trace of instinct was left Zhao Lizheng played chess, and happened to play a game.

The movement was slight, the pupils flashed a streamer, and all consciousness had been restored.

Zhao Li looked at this game of chess, raised the funeral gun and swiped it casually, shook his head and said to himself: "That's it, no more, no more." ”

The monster in human skin felt a chill in his heart.

Zhao Li got up and walked to the side of the formation, he looked at the blue-faced ghost who was sitting sluggishly, was silent, and said with emotion:

"You really don't remember, do you?"

The blue-faced ghost raised his eyes, looked at him, and said hoarsely:

"You're back, knife. ”

Zhao Li smiled and stretched out his hand, when his soul returned, the two knives had already been put into his cuffs, took out with his backhand, stretched out flat, and a pair of short knives in his hands were almost identical, but one was protected by Yin Qi, and there was no change in the slightest.

The other has been protected by mortals for seven hundred years, and despite their best efforts, some rust can still be seen.

"This is?!"

There were violent emotional fluctuations in the pupils of the blue-faced ghost, he slowly stretched out his hand, stretched out his palm to the limit of what the formation could tolerate, grabbed the two knives, and the pictures flashed under his eyes, there were young people who were traveling with him, children who were fighting, and young people who had been trained together, in a flash, his whole body trembled violently, and he said slowly:

"Seventh Brother ......"

"No, who is Brother Seven?I, who am I?!"

In a short period of time, the tone of his voice changed dramatically.

Zhao Li asked calmly, "Do you remember who you are?"

The blue-faced ghost shook his head, his tone became confused, and said, "No...... I, I don't know, I just know that I'm waiting for him, waiting for Seventh Brother, didn't he come? Beast tide, oops, the beast tide has exploded, he hasn't come yet, he's on the way, I'm going to find him!"

The tone was urgent, and then his expression froze, and he began to wonder to himself: "Beast tide, what is the beast tide?"

"What is it?!"

The blue-faced ghost struggled violently, his tone began to become crazy and confused, his voice was irritable, he almost roared, and smashed on the ground with one punch, and the whole person's soul body began to vibrate, he turned his head suddenly, looked at Zhao Li, his eyes showed a look of pain and pleading, and said, "You, do you know? Who is he? Who am I?"

Zhao Li spoke calmly, slowly telling the story he had learned from the old woman.

The blue-faced ghost's expression changed from chaotic to dazed, and pictures seemed to flash in front of him.

Zhao Li said the last sentence.

"He found your relics, wept bitterly for three days and three nights, and died of illness, as a monk of the Enlightenment Realm, he only lived for fifty years, but he continued this lineage, and also passed this knife to the present, until the time of death, he could not let go of your death......"

"It's been more than 700 years. ”

The blue-faced ghost knelt on the ground, crying incessantly, holding two knives in both hands, his body trembled, and at this time, its soul body began to collapse, and under the death of the heart, there began to be signs of collapse, he did not know the method of ghost cultivation, after the death of the body, the obsession was not extinguished, and it was to turn into a ghost body, and he had been here for seven hundred years.

At this moment, the heart died, knowing that the person he was waiting for could not come again, and he actually began to dissipate.

The monster over there let out a sharp and hearty laughing sound, and said: "Hahaha, I see, so it is, you killed him, he didn't know that he should leave, rely on the particularity of this place to live, you tell him that he is alive, he can live, you tell him that he is dead, he is really dead!"

"I should thank you for breaking the formation for me!"

Zhao Li's expression changed slightly, and suddenly he thought of the classics he had seen before, after some people died, they were too obsessed, and they didn't know that they were dead, no one told him at this time, he could live, but once someone told him that he was dead, he would die.

Bigan asked the peasant woman if she had no heart to live, and the same is true.

Zhao Li lowered his eyes and looked at the green-faced ghost who couldn't stop crying, he felt a pity in his heart, his thoughts turned, and suddenly a bold thought arose, he raised his hand and pointed at it, but he paused slightly, didn't point anything, raised his eyes to look at the blue-faced ghost, and said slowly: "You are dead in this life, but dying is not the end." ”

"If I had the opportunity for you to survive, would you be willing to do so?"

The blue-faced ghost raised his eyes to look at him, grabbed the two knives with both hands, and said, "I promise!"

"Even if there is a danger of dissipation, that's true?"

"Yes!"

"Good ......"

Zhao Li pointed like a sword, slowly lifted the pen, and retrieved the breath of the Difu Punishment Division on the white picture scroll, Xiyue Pingzhou, the place where Zhong Zheng gathered in the place where the yin gathered, no one noticed that the four characters of Taishan Mansion Jun lit up slightly.

In the past, it failed to write the edict with the breath of the innate gods, but this time it used the breath of the birth of the acquired gods.

In one go, it turned into a sealing talisman.

And with the residual power of the old monster's soul from before, it filled the internal power of this talisman edict, making it truly exist.

Zhao Li's voice was flat, and he said slowly: "Life and death are impermanent, everything is impermanent, everything is impermanent, all kinds of things in this life have disappeared, and there is no need to give up, but since you no longer remember your name, then I will give you a new name, from now on, you will be called ......"

"Hahaha, it's late, it's late!"

The ghost over there had already broken free, making a sharp and piercing laughing sound, and the overall cultivation burst out, extremely strong and terrifying, and the violent breath had been suppressed for a long time, and suddenly rose, and the surrounding trees and vines around the impact ground all shattered, smashed down, and the smoke and dust were billowing down, and at the same time, from above, a more domineering breath appeared, quickly approached, and then flew down directly, it was another man, who also laughed:

"I finally found you, and I'm trapped here, but it's easy for me to find you!"

"Don't say more, take down that person!"

"Good!"

With a short and piercing exchange, the young man who flew down from the sky, as well as the white and chubby child, all heard a crisp and piercing sound like cracking, turning into a terrifying monster with hideous ink-colored bone spurs on his body, and slaughtered Zhao Li, the stench of evil wind came to his face, and the ghost let out a piercing mocking laugh:

"It's ridiculous, you obviously have a token, and you actually told him those things. ”

"If it's hidden, I'm not necessarily an opponent. ”

"This time the two of us join forces, you will definitely die!"

Zhao Li didn't even raise his eyes, looked at his slightly trembling sword finger, smiled, and said to himself calmly:

"Everyone has the right to the truth. ”

"After waiting for seven hundred years for a lie, it's more cruel than the truth, isn't it?"

"Hmph, ridiculous statement, after so much time, the Terrans are still so stupid!"

Two monsters of unknown race frantically slaughtered down, among which the monster trapped in the formation rushed forward, the sharp bone spurs were like long swords, carrying a huge and vast wind, piercing down towards Zhao Li's eyebrows, as if to pierce him immediately, and a clear hideous color could be seen from the monster's face.

But the ferocious action stopped abruptly.

There was only a trace of it, and it was able to penetrate Zhao Li in front of him, but he couldn't move even a little.

The sound of banging is endless.

In the void, chains crisscrossed like cobwebs, binding the necks, limbs, and waists of the two, and the chains spread to the entire space, the chill, so cold that it almost froze the soul, the ghost could barely break free, and a look of fear appeared in the bottom of its eyes, it lowered its head, and its pupils suddenly contracted.

There was one more person in front of Zhao Li.

Dressed in black, his eyes were cold and calm, as if he was from a ghost domain.

Countless chains crisscross each other, with an incomparably powerful ghostly aura, and the grandeur is born here.

He lost most of his past, but got a new name.

"Subordinate......

"Fan is not saved, see Fu Jun. ”

PS: Today's second update......