The muddy water splashed down, and a golden foot bone fell.

The flesh and skin on his face continued to fluctuate between destruction and rebirth, Xiang Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the yellow mud path under his feet had come to the end.

Near the end, Xiang Yuan stopped silently.

Along the way, he didn't know how many times he had experienced destruction, and the accumulated pain almost filled the entire Heaven Swallowing Gourd.

Standing in front of the answer, he never wavered even after experiencing the capital punishment of cutting flesh and bones.

At this moment, there were suddenly some ripples.

He can endure hardship, but just enduring hardship does not mean that he can obtain the approval of the Dao Killing Artifact.

If he fails, what will happen to the Terrans?

This answer is clear to Xiang Yuan's heart.

It was an abyss that would engulf everything if it failed......

Taking a deep breath, the young man slowly stretched out his right hand and gently touched the end of the yellow mud path, a thick chaos, like a cloud like a blue sky and white veil.

Hmmm-

The picture in front of me suddenly changed drastically, as if a picture scroll had been turned over, and countless inks were splashed and condensed in mid-air, transforming countless ancient fronts.

Humanity thrives, everything prospers!

This ink painting manifested in the void is a scene of infinite prosperity and prosperity in the Tang Dynasty in ancient times, when humanity was still in its prosperous years.

Countless pictures swirled in front of Xiang Yuan, as if they were beguiling him to give up the idea of insisting on it, and stay here, everything is beautiful.

Isn't it beautiful to be at ease and always with yourself?

His gaze retracted from the prosperity of the sky, and Xiang Yuan looked around and said in a low voice:

"The mirror is empty.

Could it be that you plan to hide here all the time and watch this false prosperity in your eyes?"

He knew that everything here was dominated by that Dao Killing Artifact, and these pictures were also seen by it.

Before Xiang Yuan's words fell, an incomparably brilliant immortal suddenly flew out, breaking through the heavens and the splendor of the world, and a sword hovered between the square inches of his eyebrows.

The killing intent is pervasive and terrifying.

The power of this immortal sword light transcends everything in the world.

Even if Xiang Yuan turned on the Fear Ao Guard at this moment and could instantly restore his vitality, he would definitely not be able to stop this sword.

Because if this sword falls, he will be killed directly in an instant, and there is no chance to recover.

Even if it is the resilience of the heart of the fear of the sky, it can't keep him.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate.

Everything in the world is determined by heaven.

Those who obey the heavens are sad, and those who go against the heavens die.

Empty must be forced, but moths to the fire

You, go back. ”

The empty and ethereal voice came out faintly, like a drunken prodigal son, leaning against the mountain stream, drunk and worried, saying the principle of this heavenly cycle.

Voices came from all directions, making it impossible for Xiang Yuan to grasp where the person who spoke was at all.

I came here with a lot of hard work, but I didn't expect that as soon as I came in, I was about to be blasted out, and Xiang Yuan's forehead was beating, suppressing his anger.

"The human race has suffered a catastrophe of annihilation, and the dignified Tang Dynasty Protector Artifact really wants to huddle here all the time?"

As soon as the word curled up, the immortal sword light hovering in the center of Xiang Yuan's eyebrows suddenly soared, piercing his skull in an instant, and a large hole was broken in the center of his eyebrows, cutting off all his vitality, and even his soul was annihilated.

Boom!

The rebirth was launched, and the resurrected Xiang Yuan touched his eyebrows, which seemed to be still faintly painful, and the suppressed anger in his heart completely exploded.

"Damn, if it weren't for the human race, Lao Tzu would have endured so much fucking hardship and came here after a thousand cuts.

You want Lao Tzu to go back as soon as you say the reincarnation of heaven, but Lao Tzu tells you that it is impossible!

Sheng Tang Dynasty created you, not to let you understand the heart of heaven and let you understand the truth.

They're asking you to protect the Terrans!"

Crying blood, rushing into the sky for nine days, Xiang Yuan's eyebrows were upside down, his anger was surging, and losing his life not only did not make him feel half timid and afraid.

This Dao Killing Artifact is unwilling to make a move, and the only way to await the Terrans is to perish.

In this way, there is no difference between dying at this time and dying at that time.

Whoop—

The clouds and mist broke through again, and a fairy flying sword broke open and attacked, and the mighty sword power swept the heavens and the earth, as if the world had been opened.

"Come on, I think you'll have the ability to kill your own people!"

His eyes glared at the galloping fairy flying sword, Xiang Yuan did not retreat, but advanced, stepped forward, and actually collided with the blade of the sword!

The sword was sharp, and when he heard Xiang Yuan's scolding and shouting, he let out a hiss, as if he was snorting coldly, and his speed soared again, wanting to kill this madman with a sword.

The sword slammed into his face, Xiang Yuan was fearless, his eyes were tough and calm, his chest was straight, and his spine was standing!

Bell –

The majestic and heavy sound roared and rioted, and the domineering and boundless coercion swept through the mighty, and the infinite sword light gushed out, tearing apart hundreds of millions of heavens and earth, and cutting off the heavens of the universe.

The pupils stared at the Immortal Flying Sword less than an inch away from him, Xiang Yuan raised his head slightly, and the Chaos Xuanhuang Crystal suspended in front of his eyebrows shone brightly, emitting a cloud of chaotic smoke, blocking this terrifying Immortal Flying Sword.

"Huh?"

There was a surprised sigh from the depths of the clouds and mist, the hole in the sky and the earth opened, the ink retreated, dressed in a white robe, chic and free, between the light steps, like a figure of an immortal who entered the world in the nine heavens slowly walked in.

With thin eyes and sword eyebrows, blazing, this immortal-like figure came to Xiang Yuan, and just one look fell, which made the young man Wang feel that the green mountains fell on his shoulders, and it was heavy and indescribable.

This is the ultimate killing weapon of the Tang Dynasty, the first of the four great artifacts to protect the country......

Burdened with infinite pressure, Xiang Yuan barely raised his eyes to see the appearance of this Dao Killing Artifact, but despite his extreme eyesight, he could only see the pair of clear eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the thirty-three heavens.

In addition, everything about this immortal is like being shrouded in a layer of immortal mist, and only a vague outline can be seen, but half of the truth cannot be seen clearly.

"You chose him, and why?"

Standing in front of Xiang Yuan, the immortal suppressed the young king with a single look, and the object of his inquiry was the chaotic Xuanhuang crystal that was shrouded in mystery from beginning to end.

Trembling slightly, the psychic Chaos Xuanhuang Crystal was talking to the Immortal in an extremely high-dimensional way.

A word or two.

The immortal who had always maintained his indifference and insipid color suddenly waved his hand to disperse the immortal mist shrouded around him, and at the same time revoked the deterrence and suppression of Xiang Yuan.

The Chaos Xuanhuang Crystal retracted into Xiang Yuan's eyebrows, and no one knew what it was talking to the Immortal.

I don't know how it persuaded this terrifying beast to kill the killer at every turn.

"What's your name?" The immortal who revealed his true face was a middle-aged man who exuded a strong transcendent charm all over his body, with an ordinary appearance, a short beard with an inch length, and his voice was loud, like a clash of gold and jade.

"Xiang Yuan. The weight on his shoulders disappeared, and Xiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, raising his eyes to look at this artifact with a sudden change of attitude.

Xiang Yuan...... Oh, that's a good name.

Since I was born, you were the first person who dared to scold me in front of me. Glancing at Xiang Yuan faintly, the immortal turned around and walked back.

Grinning, not knowing how to answer, Xiang Yuan had no choice but not to speak, and honestly followed the immortal towards the depths of the clouds.

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