The phoenix came, and the monster screamed.

Hidden in the void, he was in an ethereal dark place, as if this endless darkness was the place where he should have been.

At the moment when Wei fled away, the phoenix turned into a method and dissipated between heaven and earth, only to see an arm like a bear armor falling from the air, blood fluttering.

Looking at the stump arm that finally remained in this world, Ye Luo's heart was like being struck by lightning at this moment, and it was in great pain, as if he had lost something.

Still defeated.

At the moment when the phoenix flew into the sky, Wei finally launched the forbidden technique, the black bead exploded, and the body escaped into the void, but its body was not completely hidden, and was pecked off by the phoenix An arm was made, and the sealing formation was made at the fracture.

"Hahaha、、、" ghostly, demonic laughter sounded in the air, as if the loss of an arm did not affect him in the slightest, he did not have the slightest anger, but a kind of wild laughter, more like the arrogance of the rest of his life.

An embarrassed figure walked out of the void, the laughter and the embarrassed figure formed a huge contrast, he didn't care, it was just an arm, so what if he lost it.

"Mortal, tremble in front of the gods, I am immortal" Lang Lang's voice was like a verdict of victory or defeat, and countless cultivators looked up at the demons standing in the air, and were they still defeated in the end?

Looking at the demons standing in the sky, the hearts of countless cultivators sank, and the demons were still alive, which meant that they had completely failed.

The young man of the Sword Sect was already so strong, he still couldn't resist it.

Is he really a god? Even if he is a strong person of Yuanying, he can't do anything, that is the eldest princess of Yanlong City, that is the master of their mountain courtyard, and that is the former pavilion master of the Sword Pavilion.

Why don't they do it? Why don't they help the boy to destroy the demons?

They worked so hard and killed the enemy so bravely, or did they want to lose?

Ye Luo's body was already extremely weak, half-kneeling on the ground, holding a five-foot long sword in his hand, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like rain.

He glanced at the countless monks, and finally fixed his gaze on the young Ye Luo's body.

A cultivator without any spiritual power is such a young man, with a green robe and white hair, forcing himself into such a desperate situation, he is very strong, but it is still not enough.

Boy, I will always remember you, you will be my eternal enemy, and I will approve of you.

There had never been a cultivator who had the talent of a teenager and was able to cultivate swordsmanship to such an extent without spiritual power, which reminded him of a person, a guy who had fallen for ten thousand years.

is also a swordsman, and He Zeng's is similar.

I never thought that after 10,000 years, there would still be a swordsman in this wasteland where talents were withering, and they would have such qualifications.

Looking back at a hideous smile, looking at his mutilated right arm, his heart moved, and a storage ring flew out of his arms, crushed it with one hand, only to see a green shadow appear, Yanran was a girl.

Bai Temporary's face, a familiar figure appeared.

Ye Luo looked up, clenching the Spirit Breaking Sword with both hands.

It's her, it's her, Nalan Qing. At the moment when the long-lost figure appeared, he almost shouted his name.

"If there is an undead body, what if you break my arm?" Wei laughed, and then a black gas came out, forming a sword, and the sword fell and splattered with blood.

"Ah、、、" Nalan Qing, who was originally unconscious, shouted at this moment and woke up.

"Ah、、、h

The body tried to stand up, but the strength was exhausted, and he fell to the ground.

"Cause and effect cycle, you cut off my arm, I cut off her arm" Wei laughed, the undead body in his hand, making himself an invincible existence.

I saw that Nalan Qing's arm that was cut off did not fall to the ground, but was caught by a black gas~, and finally under the catalysis of Wei, a drop of blood flowed into its mouth, and a new arm slowly grew from the stump arm that was originally cut off by the Four Elephant Seal.

The blood of the undead can heal any injury, and its broken arm can already be regrown with the blood of the undead, which is the true use of the undead.

Xiao looked at the arm that was gradually growing, laughed heartily, and the corners of his mouth still had blood stains from Nalan Qing's broken arm.

And in Ye Luo's eyes, this is an extremely cruel method, the anger in his heart gushes out like a volcano, this is his last bottom line, and he trampled on it, his heart is dripping blood, and his heart is crying.

Weakness, hesitation, helplessness, is this the punishment given by God to cultivators?

"Nalan Qing、、、" Ye Luo crawled on the ground, almost roaring, seeing that she was right in front of him, but he didn't have the slightest strength to stand up, this sense of powerlessness instantly turned into self-blame in his heart.

It's still not strong enough, I've never hated myself so much, I've cultivated so hard, it's clear that the person I want to save is right in front of me, but I can't do anything, I can't do anything、、、

Just a little, a little bit of vitality, let me get up, I want to get up.

I can still fight, I can still fight.

With the sword in hand, I can fight.

I don't know where the strength squeezed out, and slowly got up in the heart-rending roar.

One-step, two-step, three-step、、、

Holding the Spirit Breaking Divine Sword, he walked slowly forward, the young man's expression had become dull, and his eyes were only on the girl who had a broken arm.

Keep moving forward, as if he could walk into the air like this, as if he could walk next to the girl like this, he was supporting with the only remaining consciousness, he was walking.

Countless stunned eyes looked at the lonely, seriously injured, gray-haired young man, walking step by step.

The breeze blew his loose hair, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and there was a bloody hole left by the rain of arrows on his body, his gaze was dull, his strength was exhausted, but he insisted with the only trace of will in his heart, wanting to get closer, wanting to stand beside the girl、、、

It looks so desolate, so persistent.

What that girl meant to him was so much that he was still insisting.

Bai Bing looked at the young man, feeling a little bitter in his heart. The young man who used to be high-spirited and smiling had such a lonely side, this kind of loneliness is the last thing a cultivator wants to see, because in the cultivation world, almost everyone is lonely, but because of this, they don't want to see it, for the sake of the persistent belief in their hearts, for the sake of the Dao, they almost abandoned everything and walked on a single path of no return.

No one knows what will greet them in the future, but as cultivators, they still have to persevere, because they are cultivators.

Pain, suffering, family affection, and bonds, in this world full of cultivators, it seems that these have faded a little.

Seeing the moment of the young man, they seemed to have lost a lot, and they did not hesitate to betray their friends and relatives for the sake of martial arts and Taoism, just for the ridiculous avenue.

However, this young man is using all his Tao to get infinitely close to the things they have abandoned, for the sake of friends and relatives, he can insist, even if he has no strength, he must also get closer.

Only by running non-stop can you get infinitely close to what you want.

Ye Luo didn't dare to stop, because he was afraid that once he stopped, he would lose what he had worked hard for, so he had been cultivating, had been working hard, and had never given up, in order to one day, he would be able to hold all the fate with his own hands and all the opportunities he could grasp.

But I am not enough, but it doesn't matter, as long as my heart is still there and my sword is still there, I can still fight.

The heart does not die, the dream is there.

The pace grew faster and faster, and he began to run, run、、、

Under the gaze of countless people, Ye Luo ran, and a little blue light accompanied the young man like fireflies, one or two、、、

More and more, and finally formed two blue lights, and the wings that had originally dissipated behind him actually formed a phantom and slowly appeared, as if a pair of angel wings were inlaid for him, allowing him to step on this void, in the case of no strength, he used his only remaining obsession, with his last persistence, stubbornness, summoned that pair of dream wings.

The eyes are full of girls, and the appearance of the girls in the eyes is infinitely magnified.

"Nalan Qing, my brother is here to save you, don't cry, don't be afraid, my brother is here、、、" Countless days and nights of thoughts, in order to be able to stand beside him and say this, and now, it is about to be realized.

Infinite proximity, proximity 、、、

It seems that you can hear the girl's breathing, and it is close in front of you.

"Brother Ye、、、 save me," a weak, helpless, but expectant word, when he woke up from a nightmare, even though he lost an arm, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was still trying to walk towards him, even if the boy was full of scars, he came fearlessly, at this moment, she pinned all her hopes on this boy who had spent the rainy night together, you will definitely come to save me, right?

Her body became more and more illusory, looking at Ye Luo, a smile swept on the corner of her mouth, it was mocking, it was teasing.

Feel the pain, feel the sadness of loss, and live forever in the shadow of self-blame, guilt. This is what the demon wants to achieve, this time it is all for the dying boy to leave behind, there is no nostalgia in this world, only sadness and pain are eternal.

Just when the outstretched hand was about to touch~ the girl, the black gas was swirling, and the figures of Wei and Nalan Qing disappeared completely.

The bloodstained fingers passed through the black gas, and there was a trace of coldness falling on the palm of the hand, which was a crystal clear tear.

In the end, I missed it, at the moment when my finger penetrated the black fog, at the moment when the girl's figure dissipated, the only bit of light in that eye also dissipated, and the dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss.

I worked so hard, fought so hard, and cultivated so desperately, but I still lost it at the tips of my fingers.

At the moment of losing that last drop of hope, Ye Luo's body fell down with a bang, falling sharply downward.

At this moment, he was really powerless to support it, the last straw also withered, nothing was left, what he wanted to hold the most slipped away in his hand, what he had lost, he wanted to use all his strength to recover, however, he still lost it after all.

Ye Luo had a dream, a dream for a long, long time.

He dreamed that the sky had fallen, and endless darkness surrounded him, and in the darkness it was as if countless voices were saying to him:

"Give up、、、 give up、、、

This dream seems to be a memory, all the moments from the beginning of the memory to the collapse of the sky have been experienced again, and countless people in Qinghe Village mocked and ridiculed.

The inheritance of the sword immortal of Taibai Immortal Mountain.

On a stormy night in Yunlu Village, the girl who perched in the heavy rain.

The sky of Shanhe Town collapsed, and the last light fell.

He seemed to have gone back again, back to the fairy mountain, the stream, the temple, and the dilapidated house in Qinghe Village.

In a daze, they don't know what a dream is and what reality is, and what is the difference between the two? Who can tell the difference between the supreme Dao and the supreme Dao? How many people have mastered it, and are the immortals who have attained the immortal path still there?

、、、、、、

It is said that a big battle between the Demon Slaying Alliance and the demon puppets in Shanhe Town finally ended with the demon escaping.

Shanhe Town has returned to the peace of the past, Qing Xuanzi of the Mountain Academy has returned to his academy to teach his disciples the supreme Taoism, Qian Yuankui has returned to his Xingchen Academy to restore his own academy, and Gong Yangwen has returned to his own hundred sects to continue to preach the Tao and teach his disciples.

The cultivators of Shanhe Town who participated in the Demon Extermination War all started a new life:

Tang Wuting, Tang Xinyu and the guards returned to their families and picked up their families from Yunlu Village.

Ku Daozi took Xi Hao back to his dojo Lingtai Mountain, and from then on changed his name to the Sword Sect, recruited disciples, and taught swordsmanship.

Shi Yuanliang followed his own path and left the Sword Sect, he went to the Xingchen Academy to cultivate, as if he had found a partner.

In the mountain courtyard, I heard about a disciple with good talent, that disciple came from a remote village, there was also a mountain, called Taibai Immortal Mountain, and that disciple's name was Kong Qiu.

After the Fire Clan was extinguished, Huo Shao was also rescued by Jian Changshuo, and later became the patriarch of the Fire Clan, but now the Fire Clan has become a large hunting group in Shanhe Town, and Yunlu Village will also go, but the headquarters of the regiment is pressed in Shanhe Town, maybe to blame himself, because in Shanhe Town, he lost a teenager, and that boy finally saved the Fire Clan.

And the cultivators of Shanhe Town attach great importance to the identity of the swordsman, and every time they meet the swordsman, they are very respectful.

Shanhe Town is still the same Shanhe Town, and after the Great War, the streets are still so lively.

The ironclad guards, under the leadership of Zhou Bai, continued to guard the town.

Everything seems to have passed, and Shanhe Town has changed a lot.

The Feng family was wiped out, and the strength of the other two clans was greatly reduced, and the three major families of Shanhe Town no longer existed, but there were new forces that replaced them.

If the family is still prosperous, if the hunting group is the largest, the Tianhuo Hunting Group in Shanhe Town is the largest, and if the Sword Sect in Shanhe Town, Zongmen is stronger.

Because they all maintain a very delicate relationship with each other, and the connection point of this relationship is the boy who once became a god in the first war.

He is not only the sect master of the Sword Sect, but also the Shangqing of the Tang family, and the friend of the head of the Heavenly Fire Hunting Regiment.

Time is like an ethereal way, gently walking, but can not perceive, in the blink of an eye, time has passed a year, and it is a beautiful season of wind and sunshine, spring flowers, and a hundred flowers blooming.

The mountains are full of verdant shade terraces, and the peach blossoms of the mountain cliffs and streams are blooming;

If you ask the walker where to go, someone from the northern sword gate is coming.

The breeze passed, and at the door of the main hall of Lingtai Mountain, a figure was in a daze, a green robe, and white hair, but his appearance was only fifteen years old.

"Sect Master, tomorrow is the ceremony to celebrate the destruction of demons in Shanhe Town within a week, and the post has arrived, and it is specially written that I want to invite you to accompany you. Demons can be removed, you are indispensable, this ceremony, is even more significant" dry Daozi slowly said, Ye Luo's injury recovery has been a while now, and there is an endless stream of people visiting the Sword Sect, this ceremony, Shanhe Town has thousands of cultivators in the joint book, wanting to see Ye Luo come forward, this feeling, he is not easy to refuse, and the right to accept the post.

"I've just done my best to defeat the demons, and it's all the victory that everyone has won by fighting hard against Kai. I'm going to cultivate tomorrow, and I've had a hard time," the young man said calmly and lightly.

Ku Daozi smiled and said, "This ceremony is different from the past, the eldest princess of Yanlong City will also participate, maybe it can bring you some good news."

"There is no good or bad news in the world, it's just how you look at it. Why do you want to provoke me?"

Kudaozi shook his head helplessly, since the demon battle, the young man lost the opportunity to understand the savior, and since then his heart has faded a lot, but this news is very important.

"This time, the cultivators of Shanhe Town jointly wrote a letter and invited you to go, if the sect master does not come forward, and it is not to damage the prestige of my Sword Sect" Ku Daozi pretended to be inadvertent, and sighed, "My Sword Sect was founded, and now the foundation is still shallow, if you provoke others to complain, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do it in the future."

Ye Luo glanced at the old man, but he also knew his thoughts, such words were not just to let himself come forward, these worldly things, as the sect master, but he couldn't hide from them, and said at the moment, "I, an ordinary man, still can't escape the shackles of the world." Let's go through it for a while, and it's good to see old friends."

"I don't know if the old friend in Xiaoluo's mouth is talking about the eldest princess?"

Ye Luo looked at the old man, speechless, the old friends in his mouth were Tang Wuting and Huo Shao, as for the princess, it was still not good.

If you want to know what will happen next, let's see the next time.

(At this point, the first volume is over, and a new journey is on the way, and I will go all out and return with a sword.) Recommend book friends, monthly passes, and collections, encourage me, and your support is a great recognition of me. ）