With the passage of time, the open and secret battles in the secret territory of Haoran are endless, and the royal family of the Four Realms, as well as many forces such as Outer Dao, Yin and Yang, Luo Tian, Confucianism, and Demons are all competing together, and the final flower is still unknown.

There is no eternal partner in the face of interests, this sentence is the truth!

There was a little resoluteness on the blood-stained face, and the already slightly weak body was even more fragile, and the blood flowers bloomed on his body one after another, rendering an iron-blooded color. The pursuers behind him were still teasing, as if the only use of everyone's lives was to provide them with what little fun they had left.

Xuesheng is like a prey from entering Haoran, never succumbing to the control of fate but having to be at the mercy of fate!

To be honest, he had planned to mix it up, but the reality was that he had already been put on the board. Luo Yun wanted his life, and for this reason, she let her half-demon little maid control him at all costs, but it was a pity that the chess was one trick away! And for his own newborn body from the cultivation of the humane foundation, it is impossible for him to be taken away by the people of other races, and the contradiction brought about by this is how to escape under Luo Seventeen's tracking, so this is the most important thing.

Xue Sheng leaned against the side of the tree and took a deep breath. "Waidao, Luo Tian, and Yin and Yang, the most hateful are those bastards of Confucianism. He thought of this in his heart, and his right hand slowly reached down from the left side of his body to his back, and his head turned to the left and back, trying to see the wound behind him, the wound that kept wriggling like a worm was terrifying.

A red liquid like worm saliva slowly trickled from behind him, and Xue Sheng insisted on not letting himself roar in his mouth.

Then he thought of something, and hurriedly got up and ran towards the path behind the tree, leaving only the blood-colored mark on the trunk of the tree, which looked very strange. Deep in the forest is still a short distance from the top of the mountain, and if you follow the path down the river, you can quickly reach the top of the mountain if you go upstream, and everything is good for Yussen as long as you don't run into other people!

At the top of the mountain, there are a few lucky people who have landed here from the beginning.

He was well-dressed, and a Haoran sword was tied to his waist into the sheath, and he was also upright, and he did not contain his edge at all. Facing the top of the mountain, his eyes revealed resoluteness, only to see the turbulence of the clouds on the opposite side from time to time

"Haoran, I am resolute, like turbulent thunder, like a fierce wind, I will turn into the sky, and the road will be full of blood......"

The voice is slow, the wind and the sky are singing, the song is in the sky!

Fu Zique's head was vacated by the long river, and Haoran's righteous qi turned into a river that flowed endlessly, and his breath continued to rise, faintly covering the clouds and storms.

He turned his head to look at the few people beside him, there seemed to be something to say between his eyebrows, but he didn't dare to say it, and finally sighed lightly and quietly stared at Yu Jin beside him, still immersed in the illusion.

Suddenly, the clouds on the top of the mountain emitted white light, the holy shadow appeared, and many addicted people surged, only Fu Zique looked at the sky and was shocked.

"The wish of the saint, the world is in harmony, and it must be 'benevolent'!

The sound in the light and shadow of the sky was thought-provoking. There were many people in the small world, and they were all hurrying towards the top of the mountain, and the sudden appearance of the majestic intention disrupted everyone's expectations.

Luo Yun's seventeenth son stood beside a giant beast leaning on his sword, only to see that he was bathed in blood and bloody, so he could imagine what happened. She stood there in a daze, her brows furrowed a little, and she said unnaturally in her heart.

"Could it be that Haoran has already chosen the Lord?" she panicked. "The method of soul possession is only to contaminate the qi of the opponent's special soul physique, so as to cover one's own yin and yang. I can't say that I will be expelled from this, and then the plan will not be able to carry out even more!"

Haoran's meaning is the most clear heart and then seeing, if the later people perceive a world, many people will inevitably end up with an impure mind. Besides, he still has important things to do, so he can't show the face of an immortal, and he has to fight with the saint!

Immediately, he slowly pulled out the long sword that went deep into the surface, and the blood on it was about to run dry, so he indifferently put it into the sheath and walked towards the end.

Daytime, here just for the usual. And although the night does not appear, the shadow between yin and yang does exist as usual.

The man in black jumped through the shadows, and ran towards the top of the mountain, but he was more anxious than he had been hours before. Luo Yan is still chasing unhurriedly, but he has never fallen behind!

A glimmer of light flashed in the corner of Luo Yan's eyes.

"I originally thought it was yin and yang, but I didn't expect to look down on you!" He whispered in his heart. "It turns out that there is only a shadow escape under the shadow, and it seems that the Fusang Outer Dao is not as prosperous as rumored!" Suddenly, the flames behind Luo Yan rushed to the sky and chased the man away.

Fu Zique's head was full of the voice of the question echoing at this time.

"Ren, what is Ren?" he thought about what his master had said when he was a child.

"Benevolence divides good from evil, righteousness distinguishes between good and evil, and anger is for the sake of righteousness, and it is expressly forbidden for those who are righteous; for those who are evil, the order is changed day and night; the life and death of one person is turbulent, the life and death of a race, the life and death of a world, and the life and death of all things. Fu Zique thought about what the master said before he died. In fact, his enlightenment teacher was not Confucianism, but only a down-and-out student, although he also studied Confucianism, he had many opinions that were different from ordinary people, and even before his death, he kept emphasizing that "truth is true"!

At this moment, the scene of his childhood is constantly replaying in his mind, and he remembers the appearance of the master when he died. There was no crying, after saying this, it seemed that it suddenly became much more comfortable, and at that moment I remembered that the master walked very peacefully. But Fu Zique cried very sadly, because during that time, apart from his father, he was the only one who was good to himself.

Thinking of this, his blood seemed to surge suddenly, and Haoran blurted out.

"Benevolence is 'man', and being a man should strive for life with heaven and earth! The righteous path is self-strengthening over heaven and earth, dividing yin and yang into five elements, opening chaos and turning barrenness, ignorance and innocence, and foolishness is called unkindness!"

But that's not all..... Then his eyes bloomed, and the golden light hovered above his head, and his clothes fluttered with the air current.

"Benevolence, what is benevolence? It is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and the original heart does not exist, how can it be called benevolence? Inheritance is the foundation, civilization is the first, compassion is the heart, and it is called benevolence. “

"If there are no rules, benevolence is only foolishness! benevolence is impossible, it is stupid, benevolence is unrighteous, it is anger, benevolence is rude, and it is greedy. If people are not benevolent, how can they be civilized, inherited, and believed, this is a troubled time! The words of the sage ......" At this point, all the aura of Haoran shone with golden light, boiling like hot water. I only saw that a whirlpool formed by the mighty qi formed on the top of the mountain. Then lightning flashed and thundered, as if there was disrespect!

However, Fu Zique was silent and couldn't extricate himself from his memories, his eyes flashed with golden light, and tears evaporated before they flowed from the side, his feet didn't know when to take off, and his body slowly flew towards the center of the whirlpool above!