The golden Yan paused in front of Master Fang, and walked towards his body that had fallen to the ground with gentle steps, until Yan's entire body coincided with the lying Master Fang, and the golden mang gradually dissipated.

But the golden mangs actually did not disappear, but they were hidden, and Master Fang, who stood up slowly, opened his eyes, and his expression was kind and kind, but the golden mangs in his eyes were like electricity, adding a few different looks, Master Fang slowly spoke, and the burning green branches were still smoking in the distance.

"He harnesses the power of the spirit with the body of a mortal soul, and was previously sealed by the lord of the spirit realm, but now that the seal has been lifted, my soul cannot be repaired for too long, unless..."

Master Fang, who was circulating in the pupils, was talking, but Tang Qi knew that the actual manipulator of the body now was the legendary Wen Haoyan, the spirit that was close to playing with fate in Tang Qi's eyes!

Even such an existence has now said that the state of this master may be really too bad.

Tang Qi's eyes showed a slightly sad look, and then disappeared, as if it had never happened, but he knew what state he was in his heart, I don't know what it was, sadness and strange emotions fused, knowing that he was just an NPC in the spiritual realm, but sadness was like a spring...

A hand as rough as a roadside weed gently patted Tang Qi's head, Tang Qi raised his hazy eyes, but only saw an old and straight back, the white hair on his head was like snow, and the pace of moving slowly was like an old pine.

"Xiaoqi, don't be sad, there is no feast in the world, I have known my fate since the master left, but I have been evading, until today I really understand that there is no coward in the forerunner, and my fate must be faced by myself after all. Maybe I've lived too long, but you're just getting started, and I've seen your way forward, and there's endless darkness waiting for you to shine..."

Tang Qi rubbed his eyes, the wind and sand were a little confused, and the tears couldn't be stopped, "Then if Xiao Qi is not the Xiao Qi you know?..."

"So what's the difference?"

Master Fang turned his head, the wrinkles on his face miraculously disappeared a lot, and he made a playful gesture of blinking one eye a little stiffly, which was a little ugly, but Tang Qi sneered, laughed and laughed and cried again.

"The drunken crescent moon is like a Wu hook, and my heart is holding on to the moon..."

The old man's back is endlessly sharp, as if all the anger that has accumulated for half a lifetime is released, if you don't want me to have a good time this day, then I will make this day not easy.

The black shadow looked at the cold sweat that flowed out, "This doesn't look like the structure of Dragon Ball, why are there so many explosive varieties to improve combat power, I'm still a baby, why did I experience the world's malicious beating so early...."

Every time Master Fang took a step forward, the endless sharpness deepened by one layer, and after five steps. The sixth step is that the sun is half hidden, and the moon is first revealed. Step 7: The sun and the moon shine together, and the stars are revealed. The eighth step is divided into five colors, black and white. The ninth step is not full of colors, black and white.

Tang Qi glanced around, as far as his eye could see, there were black and white colors, black smoke from black trees in Black Mountain, white light and white water flow from white people, this world was more distinct than the black and white movies of the past, just like undeveloped negatives, thrilling and funny.

And the black shadow, no, it can no longer be called a black shadow, just like a mime actor on a negative, with his mouth comically wide open, but he can only see the white mouth opening and closing, and he doesn't smell a sound, in this world, even the right to sound transmission has been deprived.

And in this world, the only light source, or the source of color, is Master Fang, who is still walking towards the black shadow, obviously telling himself that he is also white, but his brain is as sharp as a rainbow.

This profit is once in a lifetime, and only to kill one person at a time.

From the extreme stillness to the extreme movement, Master Fang disappeared in an instant, and saw the white black shadow for an instant, the white face was full of unwillingness and fear, and then a little bit of black spots like smoke floated up from the black shadow, more and more, more and more, just like the mature dandelion blown by the wind on the edge of the field, like the catkins in the arms of the weeping willow, floating, the hand of the black shadow was gone, the legs of the black shadow were gone, and the black shadow turned into a little black light and scattered between the heaven and the earth...

Master Fang can be seen again, he is still so old, the difference is that his originally straight waist seems to be a little rickety...

As the black shadow drifts away, the black and white world also fades in an instant, or has color again.

Tang Qi didn't understand what was going on, and looked at Master Fang with some confusion.

The latter still has that kind face, but there seem to be some age spots around the wrinkles, Master Fang saw Tang Qi's doubts, he pointed his hand and pointed forward, the sun was still bright, and the green trees were still verdant, "I was afraid that he would turn into black smoke again and come back, so I cut him into a fine dust finer than smoke." ”

To put it mildly, the effect exploded, "You cut him off more than dust in those few seconds?"

Tang Qi opened his mouth wide, unable to imagine...

"I slashed him with 1.8 million knives, I guess it's more scattered than dust..."

Again, to put it mildly, this statement is even more exaggerated, even if the master of the spirit realm who controls time, swings his sword with his body for more than a hundred trillion strokes, it will also require endless consumption of emotional spiritual energy, right? And this ordinary soul in everyone's mouth has made a feat that no one can do at all.

Tang Qi was a little amazed, but he was a little dumbfounded when he looked at Master Fang like this, it seemed that his forever straight back was stiffened, not to mention the old face, he had been hiding for decades and beheaded one person in his life. To say that attachment is really persistence, but Zangfeng I only wants revenge, and I feel a little sad when I think about it.

Just when Tang Qi was thinking wildly, Yan's golden body manifested from Master Fang's body, and at the moment when Yan left Master Fang's body, Tang Qi instantly felt that there was something changed in Master Fang in front of him, but this change was mysterious and mysterious, and he couldn't talk about it, but Yan next to him seemed to see it, and he was amazed and answered Tang Qi's doubts.

"I thought that this old man's life would be short, but I didn't expect it to be broken, this spiritual domain is about to restart, and the next time we see each other, this old man is about to become the master of this spiritual domain, okay, okay, I should be paid, and you should go with me..."

Tang Qi looked up at the sky, the blue sky was white and white, the sun was hanging in the sky, everything seemed to be so normal, but there was a black shadow missing, why did Yan say that this spiritual realm was about to restart?

However, Yan's next move made Tang Qi know the reason.

Yan's split soul stood quietly in the air, his eyes were closed, and the endless golden manghui was in the shape of a scroll, a scroll of silk books, closed to embrace the world's articles, open to close the prosperity of the world, and saw the last trace of golden mangs pouring into the scroll, and Yan's split soul disappeared directly.

The scroll opened wide, obscuring the sky, and not long after, the scroll began to fold, leaving a huge black hole in the place where the sun had been, and the blazing sun was gone...

The strange thing is that even though the sun is gone, everything is still normal in the world, and the color of the light has not changed, except that the huge black hole is a little weird.

The scroll slowly falls, getting smaller and smaller on the way down. Until it fell into Tang Qi's hands, the scroll became a normal size, and the light was also hidden.

Tang Qi silently unfolded the scroll, and a vivid red sun was reflected in the painting, is this what Yan wanted? Tang Qi felt a little incredible, although he knew that this day was not the other day, but the deep-rooted thoughts from Gewu still felt a little broken, too ruining the worldview...

"Huh?"

A palpitation surged into Tang Qi's heart, and the scroll in his hand began to emit a faint golden glow again.

"Xiao Qi, come here..."

Master Fang seems to have recovered from that strange state just now, and the kind and kind Master Fang has also returned.

Tang Qi stepped forward for some unknown reasons, the earth seemed to tremble a little, and the sky seemed to have some texture fluctuations.

Master Fang handed over something wrapped in coarse cloth, thin strips, thirty centimeters long.

"Although this thing is unknown, it is actually very useful, stay here with me and estimate that it will not be found after the destruction of this world, you take it out, remember one thing, there is no good or evil in things, people are good and bad, and good is good if you use it. ”

Tang Qi took the thing, but his heart was full of sourness, don't you understand these words, this short sentence has actually told Tang Qi that he already knows everything, of course, even so, he has no resentment, no anger, just like Master Fang said before, Xiao Qi is not that Xiao Qi, is there a difference?

Gently unwrapping the coarse cloth, it turned out to be a dagger with a dark body, which seemed to be unremarkable, but the somewhat transparent black gem at the handle was like the finishing touch, making the whole dagger look extraordinary, Tang Qi's mind flashed the origin of this dagger, the ominous soldier who backstabbed Li Xiaoyao, the former master of the spiritual realm, and caused his death...

And now, knowing that this dagger is Master Fang, who can cause absolute damage to the spirit and even cause its death, but he handed it over to a disciple who knows that he is not raised by himself, this is with great kindness and confidence, and I believe that Tang Qi can make good use of it.

Tang Qi didn't continue to look at the dagger, but immediately wrapped it with a coarse cloth, he didn't even say a word to Master Fang, maybe Yan felt what he was thinking, the scroll suddenly brightened, and what remained in Tang Qi's last eyes was that old but peaceful face...

Tears fell bit by bit, Tang Qi looked up, "Will he come back?"

Yan stood beside him, beckoning gently, and the scroll flew out of Tang Qi's arms, "It's only a matter of time before I'll be back." ”

This sentence seems to be answered, but in fact it is not answered.

The final result is that he will come back, but the premise is that Tang Qi can wait for his return, ten years and one hundred years? Five hundred years and one thousand years?

However, it can be expected that the current Tang Qi is not only living for himself, not being kidnapped, but also where his heart desires....