Time cannot be turned back, which is also destined to be ruthless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If time could be turned back, Zuo Xingguo would undoubtedly not choose to worship the Dao Gate and embark on the current path of cultivation, but now he is trapped on one finger, and can only breathe the cold and thin air with difficulty, enduring the pain of being crushed and exploded.

As far as the eye can see, it is pitch black all around, it is really impossible to see the five fingers, he can only cover a range of a few feet within a radius of his divine sense, and he can only see the farthest distance of about one zhang when he uses the eye of heaven, and the surrounding area seems to be locked by a forbidden cage.

However, Zuo Xingguo could clearly feel that the finger was moving at great speed, even beyond the speed of light, because he heard the faint sound of running water, and it was sailing against the current.

As mentioned earlier, the river water can't flow backwards like time, and the boat sailing along the river is naturally rain or shine, and the boat sailing against the water is stormy waves, at least it will encounter considerable resistance and splash a lot of splashes.

There were not many people left, only a few hundred people, all huddled together, and in the face of this dark scene, all they could do was to conserve their strength, avoid additional injuries, and most uncomfortable, they had to endure the knife twisting of their internal organs to resist the great pressure from inexplicable places.

"Boom ......"

In the dark, a woman was sobbing quietly, and the person next to her was comforting in a whisper, and after a while, there was a faint laughter of the two, which at least made the oppressive atmosphere no longer dull.

In such a boring and stressful situation, everyone was almost speechless, and the time passed as if it felt like a few days had passed, and there was silence!

The ninth eldest son and Miao Chong seemed to have closed the dead, and they had been sitting cross-legged on the ground without moving the slightest, while the other eldest sons and princesses were also sitting on the ground, and the other people were scattered in twos and threes, all drowsy.

The eldest princess naturally accompanied Zuo Xingguo, and now she was also a little dazed, closing her eyes and snuggling up to him, but Zuo Xingguo was not idle, he had been secretly using his divine sense to touch the piece of turquoise in the air that he knew was hiding, but now that piece of turquoise had already grown into a large piece, like a piece of duckweed floating in the sky above the land of the sunken corpse king, shooting the light of the turquoise like divine jade, faintly confronting the pitch-black chaos of the sunken corpse on the ground.

Every time he poked out his divine sense and wanted to approach the duckweed, but the duckweed would shoot out bursts of turquoise light, bounce him away gently, and he tried to bounce off more than a hundred times, and his divine sense was exhausted and almost empty, and Zuo Xingguo had no choice but to give up.

"This road to the future must be extremely bumpy, as far as the cultivation of those characters seen in the Great Desert War is concerned, it seems that they are not enough to protect themselves, and they are controlled by some beings to act as puppets, they are not easy to enter the eyes of the law at all, otherwise they may already be zombie desert!"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration, Zuo Xingguo's heart was overjoyed, how could he forget about this, and then he sacrificed a divine sense to the place where he came to his back, and a shining green sword came into view!

Shengjian and Qingping Sword Technique seem to be inextricably linked, at the beginning of the Qingping Sword Technique outside the ancient cave, it was inductive with Shengjian that he would recognize him as the master, and now he wants to use Shengjian to test it again!

"Phew!"

After picking a trace of the bright green of the raw sword, Zuo Xingguo left his back, and turned into the knowledge of the collection, wrapped this trace of brilliant green with his divine sense to approach the piece of green again, and sure enough, the sword trick of the green mangs was in full bloom, and the green pings bloomed in the sky, each piece was like a small world spread out, and the stars were dripping and turning, and the bearer was endlessly mighty!

Among the thousands of Qingping in the sky, a simple and majestic ancient scroll spreads out, and there are only four ancient characters on it: Qingping Sword Technique!

"Sure enough, it seems to be really related!"

The left line of fruit is happy, the divine consciousness immediately stepped forward, only to look at the silver hook iron painting on the ancient scroll, the big stroke, like the trend of the dragon, thousands of gods and horses galloping, a majestic breath that regards all things as ants like a tide to the left line of the fruit of the divine consciousness surges!

On the bright green green ocean, a group of divine consciousness flickered and disappeared, like a leaf boat drifting with the waves, and each rising wave was like a peerless sword, which was enough to smash this leaf boat to the ground in an instant, and this group of divine consciousness was being experienced!

"Whoosh!"

A blue wave flew in, brushing the divine sense, the divine consciousness light suddenly weakened and was almost extinguished, half of the divine consciousness was wiped and fell into the ocean, without splashing a little wave!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood poured up into his throat with his eyes closed, and he forcibly pressed it down and swallowed it back into his stomach, but the blood flow was too strong, and there was still some blood spilling from the corners of his mouth!

And on the forehead god platform, a little bright red appeared, obviously the divine consciousness has been greatly damaged!

"Whoosh......"

The Divine Consciousness is still struggling in the blue sea, every even the smallest wave will almost shatter the Divine Consciousness, and after a few struggles, the light of the Divine Consciousness is only the size of a firefly, as if the last breath of the terminally ill person can blow it out, extremely weak!

In the end, Zuo Xingguo's face was as pale as paper, he was soaked, and his forehead was bleeding, so he had to withdraw from Zhizang, took out a pill from his sleeve and quickly took it, stabilized his mind, and began to recuperate.

This time, his divine consciousness was greatly damaged, and he had to cultivate well, otherwise once he left behind, it would really be an endless disaster.

Divine consciousness is the root of the monk's spirit, once injured, on the future path of cultivation and even sanctification, will have a significant impact, according to legend, the fall of a supreme in ancient times is in the achievement of the supreme perfection of the moment, the old path of divine consciousness recurrence, and finally the fall of hatred.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the fire was shining in the darkness, as if the bald mountain had hit a star, the mountain was booming, the mountains and rocks were rolling down, and everyone was alert!

"What happened?"

Zuo Xingguo woke up from his closed eyes and cultivated his mind, and the injuries suffered by his divine consciousness had been much better, leaving only the hidden diseases of the side branches and leaves, which could not be repaired for a while and a half.

"Looks like you hit something?"

The eldest princess also recovered, leaning on her ear softly, her lips were warm, and her body fragrance was still there.

Fortunately, Zuo Xingguo was used to this way, and he was not as shy as before, and he only smiled bitterly when he let the eldest princess play with him.

Suddenly, a dazzling light came from the front, as if someone was using a sharp sword to split the dark night, everyone's eyes had adapted to the pitch black, this sudden strong light suddenly became dazzling, and everyone looked sideways to dodge!

More and more light came into everyone's eyes from the cracks, and the dark night gradually came to an end, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a chasm, a moat that straddled the light and darkness!

It was like night falling, the whole world was pitch black, silent and vast, the road was disordered, and the space was turbulent, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a fragmented mess!

On the other side, the light is bright, the gods are bright, a perfect place, all kinds of ways are intertwined, and the power of the avenues flows wantonly, no matter how you look at it, it can be regarded as a treasure of feng shui!

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