Life and death oppression, ambition remains the same.

Intended to be in a distant place, sworn in the world.

There are thoughts in the heart, and thousands of miles away.

Well!

A whisper, this was the only time that Emperor Yan had groaned in pain since he had cultivated, and it really went deep into the bone marrow, struggling and tearing apart in the soul.

Call!

A breath of "qi" was exhaled out of the body, and what followed was a killing blood intent that directly engulfed the whole body, and the original spirit was like being on the tip of the thorn, but now it was like entering the flesh and blood.

The pain in the soul skyrocketed instantly, the soul was no longer in the flesh and blood, the body and soul were split in two, and this feeling was as if it had been torn apart by life.

It's just, once, once it was, it seemed like how long it was,......... Maybe you can't remember it, or maybe it's someone else's memory.

Or maybe you live in a dream and just don't want to wake up, or it's someone else's dream and imprison yourself in it.

Creak!

A cold snort, a thunderbolt in the clear sky. Those who are about to leave return again, those who are torn apart are joined together again, the soul returns, the mind strikes out, sweeping away the emptiness of heaven and earth, and shaking down the branches and leaves of all directions.

"Break!" said quickly. One word after another, one catastrophe after another.

Natural disasters do not come suddenly, and Emperor Yan is always looking for trouble, constantly challenging his body, and constantly breaking through his heart, in order to pursue a higher realm.

In the face of the predicament in front of him, he knows that he can only stand after breaking down, with the determination to die, with the belief of victory, and with the passport of "heaven", he will be able to break free from the shackles of his body and cut off the chain of taboos in his soul.

The stabbing pain of the cold bones at this time hurts terribly. It is the decision of the foolish to give the choice of life to others in order to seek mercy from others.

Now she has no choice but to move forward, she chooses to use the continuous burning of heaven and earth divine fire to refine herself, and the blood and qi in her body are like rivers and seas, constantly washing every part of her body.

The clear sky thundered violently, and the clouds and rivers flashed rapidly.

The weather changes so fast, one moment the same, the next, exactly according to its own will, without ever considering the feelings of others.

The heavens and the earth roar, and the human world dances.

With her own will, she kept moving her hiding place, letting the flames burn and let ten thousand arrows pierce her heart.

What you think, what you think, what you dream of the future. In the gallop, in the extreme speed, these diverted her pain, and gradually felt that everything was not so terrible, and everything would be better.

The body fell to the ground exhausted, unable to control this crippled shell anymore, even if it was reborn in Nirvana, it could not change its inner decay.

The disease has long been in the depths of the terminal, and the devil has long been in the heart. Life has come to an end, and life is over.

It's just that the ghost is still waiting, and the demon is still amazing.

Drink!......

The killing breath returned, and the Tiange Divine Spear once again turned into the sharpest divine weapon.

The edge of heaven and earth is exposed, and the world is fighting for hegemony. The weapon that had lost its luster was now revealed like a Buddha removing dust: its original face, the blade was shining with cold light, as if it could shatter the desolation and cut the heavens and the earth.

When the divine soldiers saw the Lord, they bowed down and surrendered. This kind of situation is not rare, it only exists in legends, and only in myths and stories! How can there be such a thing in the real human world?

As soon as the divine weapon saw its master, it cheered and jumped from time to time, it was really pervasive underground, seamless in the sky, and the consciousness was outside the eight extremes, chaotic and intertwined with the void.

The divine soldier was happy, happy like a child, jumping up and down.

"God has spirits, soldiers have masters, insects" said worry-free, looking at these "children".

Legend has it that a group of ethnic groups living on the land of the Eastern world were also very powerful and prosperous, but later, for some reason, they gradually fell into disarray.

There is no longer the glory of the past, the glory of the past is gone, the future of tomorrow is unknown, and the long-standing guardianship of the Li people has been lost and forgotten in the later days.

So a group of them were abandoned here, left to fend for themselves, left to wander and helpless and rootless.

I don't know who created this result, so that the hatred continued in the heart, and the humiliation was inherited in the blood.

Even those mysterious forces that were devoured became the biggest source of turmoil at this time, and those uncontrollable forces led a flock of sheep into the fat pasture like a leader.

Perhaps they are like this by nature, constantly eliminating dissenters, constantly penetrating into the flesh and marrow, and little by little hidden in the body. One place, waiting for opportunities anytime and anywhere, may even affect the soul.

Eventually, the flesh and blood disappeared, and the blood and qi flowing in the body were fused together by them, forming a huge blood mass, and the blood mass continued to surge out mysterious filaments of light in the bones.

The light filament is a little bit wrapped around the bones, a little bit deeper, for fear of being ruthlessly counterattacked again, this time it is cautious, and there is no longer the madness in front of it.

This time, the bone pattern is calm and abnormal, let it come, let it go, repeatedly probing, as if it has obtained the result, and the next step is to attack in a big way.

Blood ran rampant, and it raged on the bones, and the bones, devoured by a thousand holes, the bones that were once crystal clear and shining, were now torn into old rotten wood.

In such a situation, it may not be long before there will be no scum left of those bones that are as white as jade.

The Dao pattern is born in the sky, and the bone pattern technique is out.

The Dao bones reflect each other, each emitting infinite light, and the light is like a holy god descending in all directions, shining on the surrounding world, and suddenly the heaven and earth are bright.

A mountain is higher than a mountain, a plan is deeper than a plan, the routines are linked, the plan is successful, the unintentional things fight wits and courage, and the fun is endless.

The red lotus fire cleanses all evils, and the fire of the Mandate of Heaven burns all things.

Unexpectedly, the red lotus, which has long been gone, actually saw the karmic fire, the red lotus karmic fire, this legendary hell flame, can repent of all the bad karma in the world, and the only thing that people can fight against is the fire of the heavenly realm.

The four powerful things, with the breath of destruction in the world, rushed into the blood group, and launched an earth-shattering battle here.

Outside the battle situation, the formation of weapons separates the boundaries of heaven and earth, otherwise the aftermath of the battle here is enough to destroy many mountains, rivers and lands.

The blood is like a demon dragon, the flame is like a divine phoenix, one is forbidden, and the other is a heavenly seal spell.

The two strong fights, on a par with each other,-for-tat with each other, after a long time, the god of heaven gradually shows a tired color, and there is a state of invincibility.

Roar!

The demon dragon's arrogance surged wildly, and a mouthful of blood-colored mist spewed out, controlling the Divine Phoenix in its bloody mist, and then devoured everything with a large mouth, only towards the Divine Phoenix.

Boom!

The phoenix is singing, and the song is ten thousand songs.

The multicolored divine wings shook the sky, and in an instant, he broke free from the blood-colored mist and flew high above the nine heavens, and there was another clear sound.

The golden sword of the imperial road slashed the evil, and a sharp divine light penetrated the body of the demon dragon, and then the thunder blasted through the demon body, and the blood turned into a sea of blood.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were snowing, and the human world was sad.