All the loud sounds.

are all shielded out.

The two Nirvana powers dragged Emperor Taizong with their "lives", even if it was only a few dozen breaths.

But for Xu Qingke and Ning Yi, an absolutely quiet environment was created.

Two people, one leaning on the pillars of the temple, the other slowly crouched down.

Xu Qingke took a deep breath, his eyes first glanced at the two girls, and said, "What I planned and done, I must also know that it was all to kill the emperor." ”

He paused and said, "Killing that person is not only for revenge, but also for Qingyan. You could call me selfish...... But I've brought her here, and I'm going to give her a peaceful ending. ”

Ning Yi was silent for a moment, he looked at the white-haired strategist and saw the firmness in the other party's eyes.

Xu Qingke continued: "You also don't want her to die...... Right?"

Xu Qingke's eyes looked at Pei Fu's girl, and his voice quickened, "I don't have the strength to unfold the life scroll and make more deductions, everything in the Chenglong Palace is related to the emperor's 'cause and effect', and the half-step immortality beyond the Nirvana realm, even if it is the life scroll, it can't pay the price of deduction." ”

If he forcibly unfolds the scroll of fate, I am afraid that he will be directly swallowed up by the torrent of fate.

Nothing can be seen.

Xu Qingke took out the golden bamboo slip from his sleeve, he didn't look back, but the huge waves behind him came in waves, the battle on the side of the Chenglong Hall didn't last long, even if Chen Yi and the monks of Kuoshan tried their best, it was impossible to cause the slightest damage to the emperor at this moment.

He looked at Ning Yi and said word by word.

"Qingshan Mansion, Chao Tianzi and King Shengle were shattered by the 'Sword Weapon Near', and in that battle, everyone thought that the ancestors in the tomb of the White Deer Cave Academy had exhausted their savings and returned to death after killing the enemy. ”

"Lotus Dojo, you repelled Mo Shou and Yun Xun, relying on the strength of the sword...... That top great sword cultivator in the White Deer Cave two thousand years ago didn't die at all. ”

Ning Yi was stunned.

It's a secret that only he knows.

How did Xu Qingke know?

"Divinity is an ethereal thing, the starlight is overflowing in flesh and blood, and a normal cultivator has flesh and blood, bones and starlight...... But there is no divinity. The white-haired strategist stared at Ning Yi and said deeply, "If you want to step from Nirvana to immortality and fade away from mortal wombs, then you must give up all of these...... Divinity, that is, the soul of God, achieves immortality, there is no physical body to speak of, and without physical body, of course there is no decay, no aging, and no death. ”

This sentence is enlightened.

For thousands of years, countless amazing cultivators have walked on the road of "immortality", but none of them succeeded, and a very small number of people have reached "nirvana", and among those who have achieved nirvana, they have reached the last step.

For example, Mr. Ye Changfeng of the West Sea.

Ning Yi stared at Xu Qingke, his eyes were both shocked and confused.

"How do I know?"

Xu Qingke smiled expressionlessly and said coldly: "Of course I guessed." ”

"For hundreds of years, thousands of years, there has never been immortality...... Today's Taizong is the one closest to immortality. Xu Qingke's voice was emotionless, and he said calmly: "If 'Yu Qingshui' hadn't died back then, then by now, maybe the secret of immortality has been broken by me." But now, I can only guess about the breakthrough from nirvana to immortality...... It is the process of abandoning mortal wombs and condensing divinity. ”

"Two thousand years ago, the sword weapon was near, and the cause of death was unknown, but in fact, he died under the siege of the power of the academy, and in the end he killed all the enemies and sealed all the divinities together, in order to survive...... Choosing to abandon the physical body, this path is like a step towards immortality. Xu Qingke's voice was slowly lowered, he looked at Ning Yi, and said, "You found his 'corpse' under the tomb of Qingshan Mansion?"

From Xu Qingke's words about "the sword weapon is near", Ning Yi's goosebumps began to pop up, and the white-haired strategist's guesses were almost all right, and there was no wrong guess...... And the terrifying thing is that the body of the sword weapon has been sealed for two thousand years, and it is really under the Qingshan Mansion, in the small cave, if it is not for his own white bone plain, I don't know when he will be able to see the light of day again.

Ning Yi nodded.

Xu Qingke's eyes flashed with the meaning of "sure enough".

He muttered, "Then, every nirvana, it seems, can become an immortal ......"

What does that mean?

Ning Yi pursed his lips, just about to ask.

Xu Qingke said: "But if it fails, the divinity is not completely transformed...... They will be reduced to 'sculptures' with withered bodies, and there are so few examples of such swords as near, and they will stumble into the step leading to immortality, giving up everything to survive. ”

"But he has too little divinity...... So, he failed. ”

The white-haired strategist smiled self-deprecatingly.

He looked at Ning Yi and said, "You are really lucky, if you are not a sword bearer and do not have the ability to transform divinity...... Then maybe you're dead under the tomb of the Castle Peak Mansion. ”

Ning Yi fell silent.

He shook his head and smiled, but did not answer.

He thought so.

If it weren't for the Plains of Bones, maybe he would have died under the tomb of Qingbai City?

"You want them to ...... too survived. Right?"

Xu Qingke looked at Ning Yi, he wanted to see something from Ning Yi's eyes, and between speaking, he specially used "they" instead of "she".

He didn't just mean girls.

and his sister, Xu Qingyan.

Ning Yi didn't deny it, he looked at the white-haired strategist calmly and said, "I can die, but they must survive." ”

Xu Qingke smiled: "You can die?"

Ning Yi nodded again.

"Sometimes, death ...... It's not the end. Xu Qingke lowered his eyebrows and said, "Death is a new beginning." ”

"What's more, my sister likes you so much. I'm not going to let you die. I'm afraid she'll be upset. ”

When Xu Qingke said this, he looked directly at Ning Yi, this "Southern Xinjiang Ghost Talent" who had always been Zhizhu in his hands, his expression became a little lonely at this moment, he asked a question seriously, and said, "Don't you like Qingyan?"

On the occasion of life and death.

Ning Yi's breathing was a little disordered.

He didn't answer Xu Qingke's question, just like when he walked with Xu Qingyan and returned to the East Chamber.

Some questions, if they are not answered or solved, they will always be problems.

Ning Yi's answer at that time was that he was bent on reaching the top of the kendo.

This is, of course, a perfunctory answer...... His original intention was not to want Xu Qingyan to be sad and sad, but in fact, if he twisted and turned, twisted and turned, and avoided answering, it would make Xu Qingyan feel sad and sad.

Xu Qingke looked at Ning Yi, as if he had to force an answer.

Ning Yi was just silent, and the precious time passed little by little, as if it was very slow, but in fact, there was only two breaths.

"I'm not from the same world as her...... But, who doesn't love a girl like that?"

He sighed softly.

Xu Qingke smiled, he really smiled, looked at Ning Yi, and said lightly: "I just don't want my sister to pay...... Becomes meaningless and worthless. If I were her, I would never give so much to a negative person. ”

Ning Yi frowned, he vaguely caught some of the emotions implied in Xu Qingke's tone.

The third type of immortality related to "Quanke".

With Yu Qingshui's reputation back then, it is obvious that he has known many amazing figures such as Shushan Lu Sheng, Beihai Quanke, etc...... As for the resentment in his tone, it must be related to the old events of 500 years ago.

"The Destiny Scroll is handed over to you, it contains my five hundred years of Dao treasure and painstaking efforts. And then, what you have to do is simple...... At the right time, detonate all the divinity. ”

Ning Yi noticed that the hem of Xu Qingke's clothes vaguely began to turn into bits and pieces of rain.

He began to feather, and his body became blurred.

Xu Qingke calmly explained what was about to happen, "The top of the Changling Tomb, under the throne of the True Dragon Throne...... There is a 'singularity' buried, and the singularity is connected to the imperial tomb of the Great Sui. He will definitely pass through that singularity and step into the imperial tomb for a final retreat. ”

"If you want to be immortal, there is an indispensable thing. ”

Xu Qingke's gaze softened, he looked at his sister, and said slowly: "She must have conveyed a lot of divinity to you...... You are a sword wielder, and there is a lot of divinity in the divine pool, and the emperor will definitely not let you go. So, the two of you will be brought into the Imperial Tomb. ”

Ning Yi's pupils contracted slightly, and he already understood what Xu Qingke meant.

In Xu Qingke's original plan, killing "Xu Qingyan" was the safest step, if the emperor had any problems in the step of breaking through immortality, he would fall into a situation from which he could never recover.

Now, he has become the pawn that replaces "Xu Qingyan".

"You're really going to die. ”

Xu Qingke looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "Don't you regret it?"

Ning Yi just asked, "Can you really kill it?"

"Absolutely. There is no turnaround, there is no vitality, the withering of divinity, it is a 'death' from the inside out, an irreversible process. There is no external cause and effect that can change all that. Even if the gods come, it won't work. Xu Qingke laughed at himself: "There is only this one chance, and you must not miss it." ”

"The Emperor will block your meridians...... But don't worry, he's a conceited person, and you're too weak to get his attention. Hey...... It seems that you already have a book of heaven in your body?" Xu Qingke narrowed his eyes and said suddenly: "Eastern Immortal Mountain...... Yamagamaki ...... No wonder. ”

The anomaly of Daze in the eastern realm has found cause and effect at this moment.

He was just surprised for a moment, then regained his composure, and said calmly: "The life scroll and the mountain scroll should be blocked by him with divinity...... So, he will suppress you to the point where you can't 'detonate divinity' and then start retreat. ”

As he spoke, Xu Qingke's robe had turned into a piece of empty light.

"After using the Scroll of Fortune to deliver an all-out blow, I will leave one last wisp of divine thought. ”

The white-haired strategist took out the bamboo slip and pressed it on Ning Yi's eyebrows, and the life scroll turned into countless golden silk threads, kneading into Ning Yi's forehead, Ning Yi laughed at himself, he didn't expect that he would get the second volume of the Book of Heaven so easily.

What's even funnier is that he got the Book of Heaven, but he never had a chance to refine it again.

The white-haired strategist smiled and asked, "You seem nervous?"

Ning Yi asked rhetorically, "Are you going to die?"

Xu Qingke's face was calm and indifferent, and he didn't seem to care about death.

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and smiled at himself, and then he remembered that "Yu Qingshui" was already a person who had died once.

Death...... Is it a new beginning?

Xu Qingke shook the green shirt on his body, there was no dust on his body, because most of it had turned into nothingness, the whole person seemed to be standing in the light, and it seemed to be incarnated as light, the life scroll was in Ning Yi's forehead, but the person who refined was still him, a large number of fate threads revolved around him, the killing power of this volume of heavenly books is really limited, and like the mountain scroll, it is not a sharp weapon for the main "killing", divination, deducing the future, and refining the soul at the same time.

His soul spread out like a flying flocculent, and at this moment it was twisted together by the "Destiny Scroll", entwined in the air.

In the distance of the Chenglong Palace, the two figures of the monks of Kushan and Chen Yi, under the palm of Taizong, were pressed to sit on the ground for several zhang, the earth and stones were flying, and the two powerful divine souls of Nirvana were directly beaten and shattered by the emperor, leaving two complete bodies.

"Chen Tuo" is dead, but Chen Yi is still there.

The "layman" died, but the golden body remained.

Xu Qingke's face was expressionless, his arms were spread, and after leaving the seed that "detonated divinity" in the life scroll, he unreservedly dedicated his divine thoughts of five hundred years of cultivation, and the thousands of golden lights that swirled around his head turned hundreds of times at this moment, turning into a long and hideous spear, and shot out.

The sound of the void collapsing with a "boom".

The emperor who stepped over the heads of the two "Nirvana powers" did not change his face, and walked slowly forward, facing the dazzling golden light.

"Hum—"

The speed of the Divine Thought Spear condensed from this life scroll was originally extremely fast, but three feet in front of Taizong, the speed decreased sharply, like a quagmire, and then collapsed inch by inch, along with Xu Qingke's body, shattered together-

There was an uproar of light.

Xu Qingke's body turned into a ball of shattering light, which was directly smashed by Taizong.

That majestic and majestic figure, after sweeping through the enemy, came to Ning Yi's front in one step, what Pope, what layman, what Xu Qingke, didn't let him take a second look.

He stood in front of the pillar of the temple, condescending, looking at the young and small "boy" in front of him, compared to him who was six hundred years old, this was really just a young man who had just taken his first step on the path of cultivation.

There is only one identity that can be valued by him at this moment.

Sword wielder.

Taizong raised a hand and grabbed Ning Yi's collar, his mind disappeared in a flash, and he swam around Ning Yi's body.

"Sure enough...... There is a lot of divinity. ”

The words fell.

Emperor Taizong's two fingers were put together, and the point fell on Ning Yi's forehead, the power of the fingertips, and the blood veins in Ning Yi's body were about to explode, he snorted in pain, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, and his hands were raised to break the emperor's tiger mouth, but he found that it was just in vain, and the man's strength was as unfathomable as the ocean.

In an instant, all the meridians were sealed.

The Emperor's Divine Thoughts came to the Divine Pool...... The location of the two heavenly books.

Ning Yi's heart was beating wildly.

Xu Qingke left an extremely hidden trace of divine thought there.

The mountain scroll and the life scroll also dimmed.

The emperor just swept it away and didn't go to check anything.

He blocked all of Ning Yi's ways to "self-destruct", not because he was worried about what harm Ning Yi could cause to himself...... It's that he doesn't want to lose these divinities.

It's like he didn't kill the monks and Chen Yi...... He no longer needed to kill those people to disarm the threat.

It's the same for Ning Yi.

Taizong lowered his eyes, and he calmly looked at the two women leaning on the pillar of the hall, the widow of the Pei family, and the chess piece that Xu Qingke sent to him.

Pei Min and Xu Qingke are both people who almost killed themselves.

The emperor said softly: "It seems that there is really such a thing as fate...... You're so close to them, if I were to kill one of them in front of you today, who would you leave behind?"

Ning Yi was lifted high, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and didn't say a word.

"I'll make a choice for you. ”

The emperor smiled, he raised a hand, and the unconscious Pei Fu's head floated up, and was held in his palm, and his pink neck made an overwhelmed sound.

He didn't even push too hard.

Ning Yi heard a "click".

He looked at the girl with a broken neck in front of him in a daze, held in the palm of Taizong's hand, her head fell down weakly, the emperor let go of his palm, and the girl's body in the palm formed an unreasonable falling arc, and she fell to the ground like this.

A puddle of smoke rises.

Ning Yi's Dao heart also cracked with a "click".

There was still a faint trace of the girl's breathing.

Taizong crushed her neck, but he didn't completely kill her...... The vitality of the cultivators of the Ten Realms is extremely tenacious, but it won't be long before the Chenglong Hall will be re-sealed by the guardians of the Imperial Palace, and the next outcome will ......

The emperor said calmly: "She survived that year and seized a glimmer of life. But now, will there be a second Xu Zang to save her?"

Killing a person is really too trivial for the emperor.

He no longer cares about "life" and "death", he cares more about his pure Dao heart.

Ning Yi was bound by Taizong's divinity and hung in the air, and Xu Qingyan was also picked up by the emperor.

He looked at the girl who was drifting away and fell to the ground......

The golden light enveloped the emperor, and the moment he ended the battle, all the riots in the imperial city were over.

He didn't kill anyone, the two great masters of the library, he only needed a wisp of divine thought to kill directly, but he ignored them all.

What else, more important than "immortality" at hand?

Step out of Nirvana, burn the starlight, and transform divinity...... This step, he has been delaying for a long time.

It is imperative to become immortal.

One step, the entire imperial city trembled, and in the eyes of everyone, a golden light rose from the ground, and instantly came to the top of Changling Mountain.

......

......

The mountain road of Changling, the steles around it, can not withstand the sudden huge pressure.

The moment that golden light rose from the ground in the imperial city, the majestic divinity fell directly on the head of the "mountain guard" without warning.

This "sinner" who suppressed the True Dragon Throne was the first enemy he shot to obliterate.

The robe that was as black as the long night was directly torn apart by the golden light.

The skeletal mask of the mountain keeper dissolved into the holy light, she didn't even say a word, she didn't even react, the whole person was instantly dispersed by the holy light, this Star Monarch's realm can be comparable to Nirvana, beyond the power of the "Extreme Star Monarch", and it was annihilated.

In fact...... At the moment when the third prince was shot and killed, and the crown prince gave up sitting on the throne of the true dragon, she gave up the idea of "life", and the soul in her body burned, ready to fight to the death with that golden light.

The iron law dissipated, indicating that Xu Qingke's plan was flawed.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

In this change, too many people are on the wrong side.

And there is only one person who has made the most correct choice.

The crown prince stood respectfully in front of the throne, he cut off the heads of the three princes, he lowered his eyebrows, his demeanor was calm and calm, waiting for his father's "triumph".

The mountain keeper was directly torn apart by the golden light and turned into ashes, he didn't look at it, and not even a trace of waves rose in his heart.

Li Baijiao bowed softly with a faint smile.

"Congratulations to my father. ”

The golden light fell on the top of Changling Mountain with majestic coercion, the prince's gorgeous clothes were swept over the ground, he lowered his head, and caught a glimpse of Ning Yi beside the man, who was wrapped in divinity...... There is also a figure.

The girl who fell into a slumber, but did not wear a hood or veil.

The prince just glanced at it, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, he had visited the east chamber several times, wanting to see the beauty, and the girl surnamed Xu was originally more curious than appreciative, and the more he came into contact with it, the more he liked the breath of this woman...... As long as you touch it a little, you can soothe the anxiety and irritability in your heart.

But he never, never saw Xu Qingyan's appearance.

Now he saw it.

The prince was dizzy.

He hurriedly lowered his head, stabilized his mind with extremely high concentration, and like all those who saw Xu Qingyan, his eyes were full of surprise when he met for the first time.

This is the fall of heaven and man into the mortal world, which cannot be blasphemed.

Li Baijiao silently clenched his fists, ten fingers embedded in his palms, he didn't dare to look at his father, he didn't even dare to do subtle movements such as clenching his teeth, he could only stand by the throne sadly and humbly.

Taizong ignored him.

The divinity swarmed, the "singularity" of the throne was ignited, and a boxy portal turned into a spark, outlined in front of Emperor Taizong.

The crown prince hurriedly asked hoarsely: "Father wants to retreat, but do you need your sons to deal with the affairs of the Law Enforcement Department and the Intelligence Department first?"

Taizong stepped into the "singularity".

The sparks of the portal were extinguished, and they flew away as bits of light.

The crown prince Li Baijiao's expression was extremely ugly, he maintained a low voice, and his eyes were full of unspeakable humiliation...... From falling on the top of Changling Mountain to leaving Changling, his father did not say a word or mention a word.

What an important role did Tiandu's rebellion play by itself?!

The "True Dragon Throne" was placed naked in front of him at the moment, and he only needed to sit on it and put his hands on the armrests...... You can try to open the throne.

The prince closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath.

His forbearance over the years may not be forbearance...... Li Bailin finally broke out, but he never had the courage to break out.

Perhaps in the eyes of their father, the three of them were all seen clearly.

Is he really a coward?

The crown prince stood in front of the throne with an ugly face, but he still did not choose to sit down after all.

......

......

Outside the Imperial City of Tiandu, on a barren mountain.

Four cultivators in black robes stood at the top of the mountain, and the three of them remained patient and sat cross-legged.

The other man, pacing impatiently, clenched his fists, his eyes red.

"Wait, wait, when?"

The most petite, but the most majestic "pigtailed girl", with a hoarse voice, said: "If you can't wait, you can enter the imperial city by yourself and see what you can do besides sending you to death?"

"Senior Chu Xuan...... You are the power of the Nirvana realm. Wen Tao almost knelt in front of this senior, his fingertips pinched into the flesh and blood, the blind man of Shushan and the thousand hands looked equally anxious, he gritted his teeth word by word and said: "I can feel that Senior Brother Xu's breath has disappeared...... Little junior brother, and a girl...... I really can't wait. ”

Chu Xuan lowered her eyebrows and didn't speak, she thought back to the day she boarded the Changling, the monks of Kunshan Mountain, the mountain guards, and the person behind her who planned everything, the promise she made to herself.

No one knows better than her that at this moment, the situation in the Imperial City of Tiandu, many forces have been repeatedly alarmed by the Iron Law Great Array, this frenzy that has stirred up the Western Realm, the aftermath has not dissipated, and everything is tied to the emperor's body.

Xu Qingke, as the planner of everything, laid out this chess game in Tiandu City, and every chess piece, in theory, affects cause and effect.

The matter of "Xu Zang" being born to death, as the beginning of the chess game, is already a matter beyond cause and effect, if it is related to this cause and effect, the four of them rashly stepped into the imperial city at this moment.

Game changes.

The outcome of the future is likely to change because of them.

Chu Xuan took a deep breath, she raised her head and looked at the dome, the clouds were shrouded in Tiandu City, whether it would be sunny or a heavy rain next, no one could predict.

The Purple Mountain Lord said with difficulty: "Finally...... Wait another hour. ”

......

......

The singularity is shattered.

The void collapsed.

After transcending Nirvana, the power enveloped Ning Yi and Xu Qingyan and came to the "Imperial Tomb" space connected by the True Dragon Throne.

Suspended boulders, entrenched formation snakes.

Ning Yi was under the Qingshan Mansion and had seen similar traces in a corner.

It is said that under the Tiandu Imperial City, there is a place where many dragon veins converge...... The imperial mausoleum is the resting place of the emperors of the past dynasties, except for the "short-lived emperor" whose cause of death is unknown, the tombs of other emperors are gathered together, and this is the most hidden and mysterious space of the Great Sui royal family.

Wen Tao once said to Ning Yi that the most dangerous tomb in the world is the imperial tomb.

It stands to reason that the Imperial Tomb should be dormant in the underground of the Tiandu Imperial City, but with the detection of the Dragon Sutra, the entrance to the Imperial Tomb cannot be found in the entire Tiandu City, within a radius of a hundred miles...... Wen Tao had spent several years walking in every corner of Zhongzhou, and he couldn't even find a trace of the imperial tomb.

Therefore, the third senior brother speculated that the imperial tomb was connected by countless singularities.

Where does it lead and where is it buried...... No one knows.

Ning Yi sensed the weightlessness on the Red Mountain, the continuous singularity continued to break, Taizong's body naturally easily bears the pressure, and at this moment, a small part of the power is divided to protect Xu Qingyan and Ning Yi, but even so, the distortion of the continuous collapse of the space makes Ning Yi's Shenhai disordered for a while, and his chest is stuffy.

After the final singularity shattered.

Ning Yi saw a piece of blue.

Each imperial tomb is an independent space, similar to the existence of "Xiaodongtian".

Different from the prairie where the Lionheart King is located, the place chosen by Taizong as the "Imperial Mausoleum" is an endless sea.

Ning Yi fell heavily into the seawater, his limbs lost strength, and he was wrapped in a huge drop of water, slowly surfacing out of the sea.

There was also a huge blister that surfaced with him, and Xu Qingyan was imprisoned in it.

The girl's beautiful face, with three points of pain, slowly frowned.

Emperor Taizong didn't say a word, and after coming to the imperial tomb, he directly began to practice.

The man sat cross-legged on the sea, the tide ebbed and flowed, and a faint vapor poured in all directions, freezing and condensing under him, slowly patching together, piece by piece, like frozen earth.

Ning Yi, who was wrapped in blisters, stared at the emperor's chest, and the broken fine snow still remained in his body...... That man didn't even choose to pull out the fine snow?

In the next moment, the emperor's face turned pale, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Xu Zang's dead air, Xu Qingke's iron law was killed, and many injuries erupted in his body.

The "fine snow" on Ning Yi's chest was pulled out by his backhand, leaving half of the broken sword body directly into the frozen snow.

Taizong looked at Ning Yi coldly, among these injuries, only the "sword bearer" was the shallowest left, but it was the most penetrating.

Ning Yi's cultivation is too low.

If you change to Dacheng's sword bearer, then you ...... I am afraid that it has been extinguished by that sword.

He raised his hands, and the two droplets slowly moved closer together.

"Last Step ......"

The Emperor muttered softly, this is the quietest place, and the safest place, even if he is in retreat, there is no need to worry...... Someone will find here.

In Ning Yi's divine pool, divinity began to surge.

Intense pain welled up.

This feeling of being withdrawn from the "divinity" was even more painful than Ling Chi, this was Ning Yi's first attempt, he looked at the girl beside him, Xu Qingyan's face was pale, and his body was curled up, obviously accustomed to all this pain.

Over the years, this pain, she doesn't know how many times she has tried.

"Ning Yi ......"

The girl whispered a name, her black gauze skirt had long been shattered, and could only cover part of her body, at this moment she had her hands around her arms, and the whole person was shrunk together, and the feeling of divinity being sucked away was too familiar to her...... Over the years, because of the presence of Ning Yi, the pain has been relieved a lot.

Her hands gently pinched the half of the bone flute leaf.

There seems to be some kind of telepathy between the two people.

Ning Yi took a deep breath.

He looked at Xu Qingyan, and the girl slowly opened her eyes and saw the current situation...... It's just that she didn't have any sadness or pain, but was very relieved.

Ning Yi's divinity, and Xu Qingyan's divinity, swept towards Taizong together.

Faster and faster.

Faster and faster.

Xu Qingyan closed her eyes, she was waiting for death to come......

Ning Yi also closed his eyes, he was waiting for the upcoming opportunity.

The emperor, sitting cross-legged on the glacial earth, completely relaxed all his vigilance, he swallowed the sea and sucked in the huge "divinity", which is what he needs most now, stepping into immortality, his body became pure little by little, as if turning into pure light, condensed but not dispersed, and the starlight was rejected.

This is the body of God.

The two divinities turned into rivers and poured into his body.

This is the purest and most extreme power in the world.

Ning Yi's breathing slowed.

You only get one chance.

Only...... Once.

In the depths of the life scroll, the wisp of Xu Qingke's soul that was hidden ignited the "divinity" in Ning Yi's body, which was a faint flame, but it was instantly swept away by the majestic river and rolled into the emperor's body.

What followed was a long, anxious wait.

A wisp of flame can set the prairie on fire.

That subtle spark was too small, and the divinity in Taizong's body was too huge, so the moment the fire was involved in the emperor's body, it seemed to be extinguished in an instant...... Not even the slightest burning was felt.

But Taizong frowned.

He was keenly aware of the abnormality in his body.

It's not just Taizong.

Xu Qingyan also seemed to be aware of the abnormality...... She looked at the man in the imperial robe sitting cross-legged on the glacier of the sea, and wondered why, her divinity stopped being conveyed.

Ning Yi opened his eyes and calmly looked at Taizong.

That wisp of wildfire, burning in his body, the divine pool boiled, driven by the first spontaneous flame, and all divinity turned into a fierce tide.

I think Taizong should be the same.

Ning Yi's body has already shown some petrification trends, he calmly looked at Emperor Taizong, the imperial robe blowing, the man in the imperial robe sitting on the glacier plateau, did not choose to stand up...... Because these divinities burn so fast, if you want to suppress them, you have to put all your heart and soul into it.

Ning Yi's forehead overflowed with the soul of the white-haired strategist.

Xu Qingke's remnant soul, after igniting that touch of divinity, emerged, he stood behind Ning Yi, staring at the emperor on the glacier, his eyes were calm and indifferent, his lips opened and closed slightly, as if to say.

"Let's die together. ”

It's a very ironic statement.

Especially for someone who is about to attain "eternal life".

The emperor's face was as calm as water, and the wisp of wildfire ignited in his body, and he did not panic in the slightest...... Until he used all his means, he could not extinguish this flame, and then the fire burned bigger and bigger, until it surged in his body and turned into an unstoppable tide.

Taizong's expression was a little exciting, he looked at the young white-haired strategist and saw the smile that the other party showed before he died.

Xu Qingke's remnant soul flew away.

At the same time, under Taizong's imperial robe, the immortal skin texture gradually lost its luster and turned into an icy stone sculpture, and the cold air of the glacier immediately covered it.

Ning Yi was the same, he fell out of the blister, sat on the ground, and sat opposite the emperor, the two of them sat opposite each other, their eyes were level...... At the end of life, everyone is equal, and there is no longer a distinction between high and low.

Xu Qingyan watched all this happen in a daze, she didn't quite understand what was going on...... Until Ning Yi's forehead, that faint golden light flew out.

This scroll of life is a "gift" given to him by Xu Qingke.

However, Ning Yi had no intention of accepting it at all.

The ancient scroll, urged by Ning Yi to use his last mental strength, flew out of his forehead and turned into a ray of golden light, cutting off the connection between the blister that imprisoned the girl and Taizong.

The bamboo slip suddenly swept into the center of Xu Qingyan's eyebrows.

He recorded everything that happened in the Chenglong Hall and what Xu Qingke said to himself.

This is the "gift" he left to Xu Qingyan.

Xu Qingke went back and forth to so many places and laid out this game...... As his sister, it is reasonable to know that his older brother is not a bad person.

Immediately after, the faint force of the scroll of the word of life pushed the blister.

Half of the bone flute leaf hung in front of Xu Qingyan's neck, and the swaying sword qi of the sword wielder could smash all the "singularities" in this world and send her back from the original way.

The girl banged the blisters desperately, but she couldn't make any sound, she shouted something, and her eyes were fixed on the back on the glacier plateau.

Farther and farther away, farther and farther away.

......

......

After doing all this, Ning Yi closed his eyes.

Because of the distraction, his body accelerated the petrification, and below his chest, the divinity burned into ashes, and his flesh turned into stones, and under the cold air, it looked like an ice sculpture.

His breath gradually became faint and ethereal.

However, the irony is that Taizong, who did nothing and left all his mental strength to fight against the "Fierce Tide", the petrification on his body at this moment was even more serious than Ning Yi's, because there were too many divinities, the Fierce Tide burned faster and more turbulently.

Ning Yi witnessed this invincible emperor, three feet in front of him, turned into a stone sculpture that had lost its breath of life.

He smiled.

The smile froze.

In the depths of the Imperial Mausoleum, the sound of the sea lapping against the glacier echoes.

On the glacial plateau, there are two stone sculptures with frozen faces.

A yellowed ancient painting, fluttering over the glacier, the paper covered with a layer of frost in the cold, twisting, twisting, but even so, you can still see the content on it.

On the ancient painting.

The boy carried the girl on his shoulders and sat silently on the side of the wall watching the play.

On the other side of the wall, there is a noisy stand, crowded with people, and the wave-like curve is like the sound of the tide of the sea.

The paper flies up and down, and finally falls into the abyss of the unknowable......

The world is lively and lonely.

Outside the Changling singularity, the girl in the black gauze skirt who sat on the top of the mountain held the bone flute leaf on her chest and cried.

In the Imperial City of Tiandu, four cultivators in black robes went on a killing spree in the palace, and no one could stop them, and finally took away the dying daughter of the Pei family.

The wildfire of a certain person surnamed Xu ignited the Great Sui Dynasty and the opposition that had not been shaken for 600 years.

Swords, rain of fire, flying arrows, heads that fell to the ground, black-robed enforcers who swept the streets and alleys, and spies of the Spring Breeze Tea House who poured out their nests continued the unfinished "fierce tide" in the Tiandu Imperial City.

On the other side of the world, there is a dead peace.

Ice and snow are swaying.

Heaven and earth are silent.

......

......

(At this point, the Wildfire Burning Volume ends.) On the 30th, I took a day off to conceive the plot of a new volume. In addition, today is the last day of this month, and everyone has voted for the remaining monthly tickets, and I feel that the ranking is not very stable. Hopefully in the top five. )