These are Han Xinxin's old friends, and now the whole Xia knows that Han Xinxin is going to duel with the Goddess of Light, and there is no reason for them to be absent.

What's more, the Goddess of Light's target was all of their brothers, and they couldn't let Han Xinxin bear this burden

Han Xinxin smiled slightly, and his heart was moved, he didn't say anything more, there is a confidant in life who dies without regrets, not to mention that he has twenty-seven?

"We are willing to live and die together with the God of Blood!"

At this moment, the crowd shouted again.

Han Xin saw that everyone was united, and he didn't want to say anything more.

"Then kill me!" Han confidently raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The killing intent of the crowd was intense, and they chanted.

...

At this time, Ling Xiao woke up again, this scene made him a little stunned, this scene changed too quickly, he hadn't gotten used to it.

"It's... Are you in there?" Ling Xiao asked again.

When the old man heard this, he smiled and said, "Didn't I eat alone with you?" ”

Ling Xiao also smiled when he heard this.

It's just that these two memories are really a little difficult to relate, it's completely bull's head and horse's mouth, and Ling Xiao doesn't believe in this ridiculous image very much, he thinks that he knows who he is in the first and second lives, and who he is in the third life now.

"We lost the Great War... The brothers died and were wounded, and then the lady chased after her... You saved me at a critical moment, our twenty-eight brothers... It's just you and me—" The old man recalled the past, his face full of sentimentality.

"Later, that Niangpi successfully ascended to godhood, and we were able to breathe... It didn't take long for us to make it up..."

Ling Xiao listened to the old man go down, Han Xinxin and him both flew up and entered the god realm, but they did not find any trace of the goddess of light.

Later, Han Xinxin has always been a god king, but he has always kept this hatred in his heart, and he searched everywhere for the trace of the goddess of light, but he couldn't find it.

It wasn't until later that he encountered the Void Catastrophe, and the old man was almost dead, and at the critical moment, Han Xinxin rescued the old man and placed him here.

However, the Void Catastrophe actually affected his hometown, and Han Xinxin decided to go alone to stop it.

The power of this catastrophe was enough to shatter the entire two worlds of gods and demons, and it was naturally impossible to fight against this catastrophe alone, so Han Xinxin used his last strength to use the secret method of his own cultivation.

Han Xinxin's secret method is that even if he dies, he can keep his soul, his soul can retain his memory, and his soul can be reincarnated.

In this way, the soul of the gods is preserved to achieve the goal of immortality and immortality.

After understanding the whole story, Ling Xiao sighed and said lightly: "I didn't expect this Han Xinxin to be a hero, and he was willing to sacrifice himself in order to keep his hometown safe." ”

The old man knew very well the power of Han Xinxin's secret method, he knew that Han Xinxin must not be dead, how could a person who could be reincarnated as a god soul and immortal disappear like this? He had been waiting, waiting for his old friend to return again, until Ling Xiao appeared, he felt that familiar aura.

Although his appearance had all changed, he could still feel that the aura emanating from that familiar energy could not deceive Rao.

But even though he was sure that the person in front of him was his old friend Han Zixin many years ago, the person in front of him didn't take it seriously.

This was indeed difficult for Ling Xiao to accept for a while, he had just accepted the fact that he had crossed over for the second time, he had just accepted the memories of the first and second lives, and now he was not used to it in the third life, and suddenly ran out that he was the reincarnation of a divine soul, which was completely incompatible with his eight poles.

And Ling Xiao also thinks that what this old man is looking for is not himself, it is possible that he is looking for the original Ling Xiao.

It's just that I stumbled into myself and crossed over and occupied this body.

"Then what kind of grudge does Han Zixin have with the Goddess of Light, why do you still go to a duel when you know that you are invincible?" Ling Xiao asked curiously, reflecting on this whole story.

"There was no grudge beforehand... You really don't remember anything at all?" the old man asked lightly.

Ling Xiao smiled and nodded, he thought that he didn't remember anything, but that he wasn't Han Zixin at all, let alone remembered.

"This lady is extremely ambitious, trying to take the entire Xia as her own, and she is not satisfied with being dominant in the Cloud Storm Continent, and she actually stretched out her hand to the Cangyan Continent..."

The old man spoke eloquently, and the more Ling Xiao listened, the more fascinated he became.

Ling Xiao had also studied these "Divine Desolation Sutras", because this book was in his current soul sea, and he was also very surprised when he found it when he checked it with his divine sense.

From the ancient gods contending for glory to the nine gods crossing the Cangyan, and then to the continent's fame and cloud storm, the thirty-six gods recorded in the other fifteen articles are quite detailed.

These thirty-six gods are in the same era, and although they have entered the god level at different times, they are not far apart.

The strongest of these thirty-six gods was the Goddess of Light, and the Goddess of Light was not only arrogant at that time, but even the Cangyan Continent wanted to get involved.

After the twenty-eight people entered the god level one after another, they all went to the Cangyan Continent one after another, and created their own sects in the Cangyan Continent.

For the Goddess of Light, the only people in the whole world who could threaten her were Han Xinxin and her twenty-seven brothers.

The reason was only because they were all god-level masters, and twenty-eight god-level masters were a great threat to her, even if there were hundreds of realm disciples under her, it was difficult for her to sit still.

After learning that Han Xinxin and the others had entered the ranks of god-level masters one after another, the Goddess of Light had already moved to kill, and at the same time, she also wanted to get involved in the Cangyan Continent.

There are also high and low god-level masters, and the goddess of light is only one step away from becoming a god in the crossing, and it is not difficult to deal with Han Xinxin and others who have just broken through.

In addition, there are thousands of disciples and thousands of believers under her seat, so she acted!

The results after the battle were unsatisfactory, and the sect of Han Xinxin and others in the Cangyan Continent was completely wiped out, and the brothers also suffered heavy casualties.

Later, under the constant pursuit of the goddess of light, only two people remained.

Fortunately, the goddess of light flew away, and Han Zixin was able to breathe.

I don't know how many years have passed since this feud, and Han Xinxin has been sending people to find the whereabouts of the Goddess of Light until the Void Catastrophe arrives.

"Old friend... I know you still don't believe it... I thought you'd remember everything when you retrieved your spirit again, but now it seems like you'll have to wait..."

The old man sighed lightly, he firmly believed that Ling Xiao was Han Zixin, because the spirit essence of the gods could only be forcibly completely dissipated, if it did not dissipate, it would definitely return to the original soul, and the soul would merge together.

No matter how young he was, he couldn't forget the energy of his old friend, but he was also very excited inside, and he sighed only because he had to wait a little longer, until he remembered it completely...

After listening to the story, Ling Xiao looked around, this wooden house could be described as a house with four walls, and his divine sense could not see the old man's cultivation when he checked it back and forth.

He wasn't interested in the story at the moment, because he felt he knew who he was, so he felt completely indifferent.

Not only did he listen to what the old man said, but he was also very interested in other things in the abyss of the gods.