Although the catastrophe of the heavenly dome was menacing, the people present were not unarmed, they all struggled to resist the meteorites falling from the sky, and several high-ranking masters also turned the tide and stood at the highest place to cut down the meteorite. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Bai Shisu stood in place, with her realm that could not be compared with other masters at all, and she would only bring humiliation upon herself if she stepped forward rashly, but Jiang Li took her place, and a spear pierced the sky, as if she was going to tear the entire sky apart, which really amazed many people.

"Hey, what do we do now?" Cen Huai'an looked around nervously, his strength was excluded and included in the protected circle.

Bai Shisu didn't answer his anxiety, but just looked at the sky with a suspicious gaze, the fall of the sky dome that no one else could find, but she just felt that the mark on her forehead became more and more hot, making Bai Shisu feel the real existence of the mark for the first time.

"Sect Master, your forehead ......" Cen Huai'an pointed to the more and more blood-red mark of the white perilla in surprise, the mark seemed to seep outward and thicker and thicker red, the red was too strong, and it had the ink color of a long night.

The existence of the mark became more and more obvious, as if urging Bai Shisu to something, and a sharp pain like a pinprick began in his brain, forcing Bai Shisu to ignore it, and he had to sit down and meditate cross-legged when he was in great danger.

Cen Huai'an wanted Bai Shisu to save the people here, but he couldn't bother Bai Shisu rashly, but the major monks in the sky all fought hard, but the sect master who was born was here to meditate, and this kind of behavior inevitably made people angry.

"Obviously a person valued by King Juyang, he would be such a greedy person who is afraid of death."

"That's it, the head of the Lingqiong faction who can't be beaten by others is trying their best to turn the tide, but as a result, she is here to be a turtle with a shrunken head, which is shameless!"

"Fortunately, this competition was suspended, otherwise how many outstanding seedlings entered the Qianchuan Sect, Fu Liang and He Taiji were also lucky, and they saw the true face of the sect master of the Qianchuan Sect in time."

The rumors have always been more and more outrageous, and the more vicious they become, how much they admired the so-called Qianchuan Sect Master like a god before, and how disgusted they are now, Cen Huai'an thought that all the hard work he had done before was about to be wasted, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry, but he was embarrassed to say it clearly, so he could only stay next to Bai Shisu and not let those who were getting more and more excited disturb her.

Fu Liang and He Taiji were silent, the monks who could be here were all people who participated in trials or watched rituals, and their strength was not outstanding and their talents were not as good as theirs, so they could only see the appearance, but they felt that the sect master of the Qianchuan Sect was slowly transforming.

"Brother He, what do you think of that sect master of the Qianchuan Sect?" Fu Liang asked quite familiarly, who would have thought that the two people who were so different from each other could actually be regarded as friends in distress.

"I can't see through it." He Taiji's voice was slightly hoarse, and he only said these three words.

Fu Liang shook the iron fan in his hand intentionally or unintentionally, without the perseverance in the duel, now he is more like a gentleman of a family: "Anyway, I think she must be deeply hidden, otherwise how could she have driven us down when I was about to defeat you and saved some face for you." ”

After thinking for a while, He Taiji said indifferently: "Open your eyes and talk nonsense." ”

"I have my eyes closed."

……

Bai Shisu only felt that his divine consciousness was in a very wide world, as if the universe was yellow at the beginning of Hongmeng, the stars and the long night were shining, and the heaven and earth were the same color, and someone came from the source of the Heavenly Dao, and a sword opened the world, and the sky and the earth were born from this.

He stood between heaven and earth, all things were lost, still by the vicissitudes of time, the sea dried up countless times, the mountains collapsed countless times, he stood still, looked at each other coldly.

"Heavenly Emperor Jade Emperor." White Shiso spat out his name.

The Emperor of Heaven was born from the Heavenly Dao, born to rule the spirit of all things, but the Heavenly Dao has an order, he can't escape, even if it lasts forever, it needs to go through many calamities, and his first calamity came quietly.

Bai Shisu seemed to be wandering out of the world, like a passer-by who spied by chance, looking at all this silently, but no matter how she looked, she could never see the true face of the emperor of heaven, but inexplicably, Bai Shisu felt a little familiar.

As soon as the thought turned, a baby boy was born, but he was abandoned in the wilderness, without a name or surname, but he was rescued by all the wild beasts that passed by, and it was not until after a full three months that the woodcutter picked him up.

Later, he was favored by the monks and joined a very small sect, but his talent attracted the jealousy of others, and he tortured and killed his woodcutter adoptive father, and he killed the sect in a fit of rage, but he also became a demon that everyone was afraid of.

Suddenly became a rootless duckweed, floating in all walks of life, going through all kinds of things in the world, after all, all the blood was cooled, and it became a monster that everyone got and punished.

After all, he drew his sword and rose from the top of the sky, cutting down more than 30,000 enemies, and the corpses piled up into a mountain, staining the river red, he stood in the sea of corpses and blood, indifferently looking at the endless wilderness, and smiled.

After another 3,000 years, he had no chance to become an immortal, his life was approaching, and finally he disappeared in a small mountain col, even if the waves were magnificent, the end of the story would be silent.

However, this was not the end, the soul was detached from the body, and a vast and boundless force dragged him down from the netherworld and into the realm of reincarnation.

The six realms of reincarnation, this aggregate has been reinstated in other aggregates, and since then the past has come to a successful end, he is him, but he is not him.

Ironically, his reincarnation seems to have gone wrong, and his memories of the past are still in his mind, but his body in this life cannot be cultivated, so he can only choose to be a scholar, scolding Fang Xuan, pointing out the country, leaning towards the government and the opposition, and then passing away.

In the third life, he still has the memories of his previous life, but he became the son of a small soldier, who was forcibly conscripted during the war, and lived and died on the battlefield several times, and finally died under the iron horse, turning into a puddle of mud.

In the fourth life, he became a child of a family and enjoyed all the wealth, but when the family fell in the middle of the road, the trees fell and scattered, but he lost any enthusiasm and died of old age.

In the fifth life, he was finally able to cultivate, but he found that after he became a famous and decent family, he was admired and watched by everyone, which was completely different from the shouting and beating of everyone in the first life, but after a thousand years, he was not happy, whether it was good or evil, after all, there was no difference, and he was annihilated in the sect.

In the sixth life, he became an extremely ordinary monk, with no outstanding talent or even opportunities, like an immortal who had been knocked to the dust, but he was doing small role dramas, and finally died unexpectedly in a struggle.

7th, 8th, 9th, 10th...... (To be continued.) )