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Mi water is above the sky, the sword light soars to the sky, knowing the fate of burning a body of soul power, the four swords are against the world, and they collide with the four swords of Zhuxian. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sword engraved by heaven and earth destroys the heavens and the earth, and reproduces the power of the ancient immortal sword.

Eight swords, extreme collision, instant silence, and then the scene of destruction where the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the four-mouth law fairy sword shattered in response to the sound, turning the sky upside down.

In the aftermath, the four swords fell silently and plunged into the earth, and the swords were brilliant and dimmed in an instant.

Zhu Xian, trapped in the immortals, the brilliance is dim, the sword of knowing the fate of the same life is broken, the star soul is cracked, and the four swords that have accompanied the fate through a lifetime have all been severely damaged.

Above the sky, the soul power of Zhifang's body was almost completely burned out, and the oil was completely exhausted, and he didn't have time to look back at it for the last time, the sword intent around his body dissipated, and his soul body also dissipated little by little.

In this life, he did his best.

Below, the eyes of a ghost girl in white armor slowly opened, empty and cold.

The boundary between life and death, the ghost girl who reversed reincarnation and returned, her consciousness seemed to remain in the abyss of death, and there was no anger in her beautiful eyes.

Feeling the changes in the sky, the ghost girl raised her head and looked at the figure of the sky gradually dissipating, and after a moment of confusion, the figure flashed and came to the end of the sky.

The obsession of thousands of reincarnations has long been deep in the soul, the ghost girl raised her hand, and the majestic life aura continued to pour into the former's body.

The Underworld Yan Jun, the god in charge of the world of death, separates yin and yang with supreme supernatural powers, and leaves the soul of the soul of fate in the world.

At this moment, on the painting boat in the lake, a different light flourished, and millions of resentful spirits broke away from the book of heaven and rose to the sky.

"You have been resurrected, and it is time to pay back what the Marquis promised us, and he must die!"

In the majestic resentment, the faces of distortion and hatred manifested, hovering in the sky, and the resentment of millions of living beings, immortal and immortal, filled the entire heaven and earth.

"Yin Spirit?"

Above the void, the ghost girl's empty eyes moved, looking at the resentment that permeated the heavens and the earth, and the majesty that belonged to the monarch of the Death World erupted, shocking millions of resentful spirits.

"If you commit the following crimes, you will be imprisoned for a hundred years"

As she spoke, the ghost girl's right hand was raised, and the ghostly aura was permeated, devouring all the resentful spirits in the sky.

"Bell Bell"

At this time, at the end of heaven and earth, the silver bell rang, and the three dragon corpses came with a fairy sedan chair, and after an instant, they came to the two of them.

In the sedan chair, a woman in a big red wedding dress walked out, wearing a red hijab on her head, covering her delicate face, the same breath, the same oppression, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Save him," the ghost girl said, her tone unwavering.

The woman in the red wedding dress nodded, and took the soul body of the Knowing Destiny to the immortal god tree in one step, turned over with her slender hand, and shattered the only immortal elixir in the world with a sudden palm.

In an instant, the majestic and incomparable power of the origin of life overflowed, distorting the heavens and the earth.

A moment later, the ghost flames rose from the sky, forcibly merging the life force of the immortal peach tree into the soul body of the Knowing Destiny.

The ghost flame is incinerated and practiced, the cathode generates yang, the phoenix source recovers, and the fire element of heaven and earth is devoured madly.

Outside the Mishui River, several old monsters of the True Realm who had barely survived by the heavy punishment of heaven looked ahead, glanced at each other, no longer hesitated, and quickly rushed forward.

"Emperor Yama"

The woman in the big red wedding dress held her right hand, and in the red light in the sky, a purple-gold divine sword appeared, and the moment she started it, the powerful sword pressure swept away sharply.

Emperor Yan moved, Huangquan manifested, and several real realm old monsters joined forces to take the move, and there was a violent earthquake, and blood stained the night sky.

With an immeasurable cultivation, the six True Realms joined forces, but they actually fell into disadvantage.

Without words, without any gap, the figure of the woman in the big red wedding dress swept again, the sword opened the yellow spring, and the three heads flew up, and the vermilion gushed out, fogging everyone's eyes.

"Retreat"

The faces of the remaining three True Realm Old Monsters changed drastically, and they wanted to retreat immediately, but it was too late.

The red light swept in, Emperor Yan took his life, and he fell in the eye, and life and death were clear.

The stump of the falling body, the blood staining the earth red, and the killing in the dark night, were so shocking.

After a few breaths, the battle was over, the woman in red waved her hand to collect her sword, looked back at the ghost girl not far away, and said, "Let's go"

The ghost girl nodded and walked away, her empty eyes never showing the slightest color.

The two walked into the sedan chair together, and the three dragons set off again, pulling the sedan chair away, and after a blink of an eye, they disappeared into the night.

"If there is an afterlife, you are a minister, I am a king, and I will live up to it in my life"

In the darkness, as if from the primeval voice, echoing between heaven and earth, the Rakshasa ghost girl, the underworld Yan Jun, the end of reincarnation, waiting for the day of meeting.

On the bank of the Mishui River, in the endless burning ghost flames, the soul body of the fate rises and falls, and the phoenix bathes in the fire, gradually merging with the origin of the immortal god tree, retaining the next ray of vitality.

Lime walked over and looked at the illusory figure sleeping in the flames, tears glinking in her eyes.

"Master"

Yin'er stretched out her hand and kept wiping the tears on her face, crying sadly. Lime raised his hand and rubbed the former's head, and said, "Don't cry, there will be danger here at any time, let's take your master away first."

"Hmm"

Yin'er wiped away her tears and answered obediently.

Lime raised his hand, and his body was extremely glorious, and a cyan lotus flower appeared, and the lotus breath was swirling, protecting the soul of fate in the ghost flame.

"Can Master recover?" said Yin'er, sobbing.

Lime nodded affirmatively, "Yes."

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In the realm, in the snowy Northern Plains, a hundred years have passed, in the forbidden space of Tianyin Pavilion, the sound of chains in the sky is shaking, and before the sound mill, the aura of a woman in a white dress continues to rise, and the iron ropes on the pipa bones on her shoulders are suddenly shaken.

"Twilight Snow"

The Lord of Tianyin Pavilion appeared, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "A hundred years have come, you are free"

Twilight Chengxue walked out, saluted respectfully, and said, "Thank you, Pavilion Master."

"You don't have to thank me, it's just a fair deal between us, come with me, the Knowing Destiny Marquis is no longer in the realm now, too many things have happened in the past hundred years, you need to know before you leave" The Tianyin Pavilion Lord said calmly.

Twilight nodded and followed.

In the mountain pavilion, Tianyin Pavilion came with Du Chengxue, one by one Tianyin Pavilion disciples got out of the way, and some new disciples looked at the white-clothed woman behind the pavilion master with strange expressions, with puzzled faces.

Who is this person, and why has he never seen him before?

"Clearing"

The Lord of the Tianyin Pavilion looked at the woman at the head of all the disciples and spoke.

"Master"

Wu Qingying stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Tell her what has happened in the past hundred years and the situation of the Knowing Destiny Marquis," the Tianyin Pavilion Lord said calmly.

"Yes"

Wu Qingying took the order, looked at the woman in white in front of her, and sighed in her heart.

It's been a hundred years, and she hasn't changed at all, but unfortunately, the road of the fateful marquis has come to an end.

Twilight Chengxue looked at the former's expression, her eyes condensed slightly, and said, "Did something happen?"

"It's hard to put into words"

Wu Qingying sighed lightly and said, "Although I don't know where the Knowing Destiny Marquis is now, there is no doubt that his longevity has come to an end."

When Du Chengxue heard this, her body trembled, and she said in disbelief, "A hundred years have passed, he hasn't stepped on the immortal yet, how can it be?"