Lu Ci looked at the majestic figure across the world, and smiled slightly, "Tianzun, scare me?"

With a punch, the momentum instantly filled the sky, squeezing the hundreds of thousands of figures.

looked at the mourning old man again, "It's just a small world, where did the Tianzun Dojo come from, the person who was evenly matched with me last time has not yet become an immortal god, and he has already exploded a small world." ”

"This kind of deception, you dare to say it?"

As soon as the old man was about to open his mouth to speak, his soul was annihilated by a fist intent.

There was no longer a chance to defend himself.

What kind of small world is this?

With such an existence that is almost like a great heaven and earth, you can't even see it as a Heavenly Venerable?

What kind of Tianzun are you?

Lu Ci retracted his fist, his eyes crossed the world, his brows furrowed slightly, how did he feel that something was wrong with this little world?

Seems to be so big that it's a loss?

It should be my delusion.

In the next moment, he appeared next to Luo Yunyan and hugged Luo Yunyan tightly.

Silence is better than sound.

Long.

"I'm sorry. ”

Luo Yunyan leaned on Lu Ci's shoulder and said softly.

How could she not know how anxious Lu Ci should be and how difficult it should be for her to disappear at that critical juncture.

"It's okay, Yunyan, I won't go anywhere in the future, I won't be a national soldier. ”

"I'll be with you well. ”

Lu Ci said softly.

"No, that's what you've been pursuing all your life, how can you say give up and give up?"

Luo Yunyan said.

"If you're really just tired, of course I'm welcome you back. ”

She slowly stood up from Lu Ci's arms, holding the knife in her right hand, "Just like me, I will never give it up." ”

There was one more sentence that she had not spoken.

But if it were you, I'd rather give it up.

She has never been a good articulate person.

She will illustrate it with action.

Just like this time, I gave up the opportunity to take that step to the sky.

Lu Ci was silent for a moment, looked at Luo Yunyan's flawless face, and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Good. ”

"Yunyan is still as heroic as it was back then. ”

Two red glows rose on Luo Yunyan's cheeks, but he did not avoid Lu Ci's gaze

Jiangnan Road, Qujia Mountain.

Qu Ping sat on a piece of bluestone, holding a book, looking very deserted.

In this battle, he Qu family 800 grandmasters, half of whom were killed.

Without him, the eight hundred grandmasters dared to be the first, lined up in front, succumbed to the front of the Jiuding River Mountain Formation, and took the lead in swords to the 500,000 warriors under the command of the princes.

changed the impression of the royal family in the world that he was a mediocre family.

She still wore the robe, but she died.

The little girl with a crisp voice died for Qu Ping to block the sword.

Qu Ping buried her body in the back mountain.

Is he really unable to dodge that sword?

Can't he really save that little girl?

On the way to the avenue, I always walked and walked, and I became a loner.

Actually, it doesn't have to be like this, but for some people, after all, it is easier to walk alone.

There are too many causes and effects, and too many bonds.

There is no good or bad of these, it's just that too many people are too afraid of trouble.

So, just cut it off earlier.

Bodhisattvas fear causes, and sentient beings fear effects.

Perhaps that's why they've been able to stand out on this path.

But Lu Ci is everywhere for causes and results.

Who is good and who is bad, see the real chapter on the avenue.

In fact, Qu Ping didn't believe that Lu Ci could go further, he had seen too many such people, who fell under a game of scheming and turned into a stepping stone for others.

But in the eyes of those of them who have lived too long, they don't want this world to really lose this kind of person.

But after all, I still can't say anything.

Do unto others as you would have them do to you.

"According to the agreement with him, when you come out, you should take refuge in the present dynasty for a hundred years. ”

In the center of Tai'an City, it is where Xia Ting is located.

Surrounded by a city wall, there are wide pavilions with their own duties.

It's not extravagant, but it's solemn and solemn.

Lu Ci walked out of the city gate.

He did not step down, but came to see the old people who were resident in the summer court day and night.

The old people who used to see black silk are gray-haired.

No matter how you regulate, it can't be undone.

How can the sores of the heart be cured?

Lu Ci's body has almost been burdened with the Great Xia Kingdom for five hundred years.

Heaven and earth seemed to be darkened for a moment.

Lu Ci was extremely keenly aware of this momentary change.

That's some of the feeling he's had since he put on that weird boxing outfit.

Out of nowhere, the almost endless aura is rushing, transforming this world.

"Another Reiki revival?"

Lu Ci looked at the sky, his eyes glowing with coldness.

The natural revival of heaven and earth, how can he stop it.

We can only watch the situation deteriorate and stop it.

"What's coming out this time?"

As soon as the words fell, countless pillars of light rose from the four sides of heaven and earth, extremely huge and extremely distant.

Not in the land of Kyushu.

The pillars of light all fall overseas, the land that has been morally degenerate, cannibalistic, and bone-based.

In the western land, a magnificent mountain range is covered by countless divine lights, manifesting the divine aura.

A blonde girl knelt reverently, mingling with an aura of holiness.

This mountain once carried hundreds of millions of faiths.

Mount Olympus.

The twelve realms represent the power of different theocracies manifested in front of the girl, and she was left to her choice.

The girl was indifferent.

In her holy eyes, she looked at the twelve rays of light, some of them were just high, disdainful, arrogant, and greedy.

The next moment.

Above the earth, endless flames suddenly rose, and finally condensed into a little ethereal light cluster.

Compared with the twelve divine powers, it is like a firefly competing with the bright moon.

On the firefly light cluster, there is even an evil eagle howling, constantly trying to extinguish the light cluster.

It's just that whenever the ball of light seems to be about to be extinguished, it will burn again.

The girl did not hesitate to choose this light group.

The twelve divine lights instantly moved away from the girl, as if they were facing their existence blasphemy, and went their separate ways.

But the girl wept with joy.

Only this spark can help her save the people who are in dire straits, but still have faith.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

The girl was tightly wrapped in a few rags, and she trekked from her fallen hometown to this mountain of faith, and never gave birth to a trace of despair.

Even though he is sick, in danger, dying, exiled in a foreign land, and riddled with bad words, he still feels happy.

She longs to be of God's own mind, never complains, never feels disappointed, never opposes the wishes of others, never feels angry and jealous.

Overseas places, like the rising sun falling on the world, do not know how many miracles, chances, manifestations.

It also means the true opening of the great world.

The seventy-two blessed lands in Kyushu and the thirty-six caves seemed to be about to move, but suddenly there was no movement.

It seems that he did not dare to be born.