"I promised that a man would not die." Tang Xin's ethereal voice sounded in this world, and the wind and snow stopped suddenly.

The pain on Si Xuan's face didn't have time to fade before it turned into joy, the creator would not have the will to die, and the world would not ......

Before his joy could spread, Tang Xin's voice sounded in his ears again: "It's a pity that I'm going to break my promise." ”

Si Xuan...... Si Xuan felt that he was really going crazy, he wanted to replace the Heavenly Dao and replace the Creator, he didn't recognize that the Creator's IQ and ability were one thing, and it was another thing for the Creator to pull the world to die together.

Knowing that the creator was a madman, he might as well fly directly to the immortal realm to calculate the immortal emperor, at least the immortal emperor couldn't do it even if he wanted to drag the whole world to die together.

No one can stand such a madman on the stall.

"Nan Xin, calm down and don't be impulsive." Speed is calm, this world destruction is not the same as dismantling a toy.

Tang Xin shook his hand, and the blood on his hand fell on the peach blossoms on the ground, dyeing the pink peach blossoms into blood red, which looked a little thrilling.

Her sparkling peach blossom eyes were raised, and she looked at Si Xuan's gaze with a cold and cold gaze: "The formation that the pills have spent more than ten years carving has been changed by you." ”

Otherwise, how could Si Xuan mobilize such a huge amount of bloody qi.

But she and Maruko didn't find out.

Si Xuan was silent, he felt that he had better keep his mouth shut at this time, otherwise it would be a great pleasure to poke the sensitive nerves of the Creator.

Tang Xin obviously didn't have to hear Si Xuan's answer, the answer had already been confirmed, what else did she have to ask.

"Si Xuan. You're really capable. Tang Xin didn't know whether to mock or admire, and sighed with emotion, and then ignored Si Xuan.

At the same time, the golden silk thread formed a net and put Si Xuan's head inside. Prepare to cut it into pieces.

But at this moment, a crimson cold light suddenly appeared from the void and directly swallowed Si Xuan's head.

Tang Xin: "...... Black-sheathed sword?! ”

The crimson light paused, turned into a long sword and flew in front of Tang Xin.

The sword body buzzed, as if aggrieved, as if worried.

It was trapped in the void by a powerful force, and could only watch its master seriously injured, and now it finally broke free and immediately hacked the culprit to death.

But the culprit is clearly the prey of the master mother......

Huh. The mistress won't be angry with it.

Just when the black sheath sword was nervous, a pair of hands without temperature fell on its body, and there was a woman's cold voice in her ears: "Good job." ”

Get compliments. The black sheath sword kept circling around Tang Xin excitedly, and after Tang Xin's eyes were dizzy, Tang Xin stepped on the ground and threw it into the fairy palace casually.

And after all. Si Xuan still disappeared into this world with pain and remorse.

With his disappearance. The inheritance of the Star Palace was interrupted.

Tang Xin's fingertips popped out a ray of light, and the corners of his mouth had a seductive smile sinking ~ into the abyss, and said: "Anyone who spies on the heavenly machine, if it is connected to his own life, there will be obstacles." But whoever spies on the heavens, he will inflict ten times the price on himself. ”

After a pause, several golden silk threads popped out of her fingertips, and the silk threads penetrated the heavy space and tied to countless people.

"Star Palace inheritance. Kill! Her hand holding the thread trembled slightly, and the fire burned down the thread.

"Master, save me......" The woman's shrill cry was clear and familiar.

Chu Chu?

When Tang Xin lowered his eyes. A black copper sheet in the frost evil space shattered, and the aura attached to the copper sheet disappeared with it.

This is Xuanyu, who has not yet met the resurrection of the same door.

As Chu Chu's screams disappeared, all the people of the Star Palace died in heaven and earth.

Tang Xin's hand that was still dripping blood was on the carillon, the golden energy was covered on the strings, and with the touch of his fingers, the sound of the piano spread in the immortal realm.

She is searching for Yun Lan's soul, even if there is only one point, she will find a way to save people.

One, two, three......

Five-year, ten-year, fifteen-year ......

After three thousand green silks and inches of snow, there was still no trace of that person.

The eyes that had originally had a faint expectation were cold, empty and far-reaching with the passage of time, dark and cold like a deep pool of stagnant water, as if there was nothing to stay in them, and there was no qualification to stay, and the heaven and earth seemed to become colder and more silent.

Tang Xin's face was pale, and she looked like her knee-length snow-colored hair, cold, hazy, mysterious, and full of despair.

She looked down at the delicate peach blossoms around her, and suddenly her expression moved, and she knocked the glockenspiel to the ground in a gaffe.

She staggered under a peach blossom tree, this was the place where Yun Lan buried her when her heavenly soul left her body, and just now she felt a trace of fluctuations, which belonged to the fluctuations of Yun Lan's divine soul.

The expression on Tang Xin's face was no longer cold, and the look of joy and sadness was sad to look at.

She dug through the dirt with trembling hands, as if she were digging for a peerless treasure.

Finally, Wen Yu's coffin came into view.

Tang Xin flicked his sleeves and opened the lid of the coffin, and inside were two jars of peach blossom brew and a delicate flower.

But Tang Xin was not disappointed, she closed her eyes fiercely, and then took the peach blossom in her hand and pressed it to her chest.

Immediately, she ...... Yells.

", Maruko, you wrapped your three-point soul around the peach blossom to death, why didn't you tell me earlier, it's fun to hide me? Labor and management have found the whole world, but you haven't found your soul, which is under the feet of labor and management, why didn't labor and management trample you to death......"

Scolding and scolding, her voice was a little choked, she was holding the peach blossoms, her eyes were full of smiles.

At the beginning, she wrapped a trace of divine soul around this peach blossom on a whim, but she didn't expect that the guy from the ball also quietly divided three points of divine soul and wrapped it on it.

But it was at this time that he arose and saved Maruko's life.

Tang Xin carefully put away the spirit in the peach blossoms, and with a step, the person had disappeared into this peach blossom forest.

When she reappeared, she had already arrived at the Lingshan where the Extreme West Buddha Sect was located.

There was a burst of Sanskrit sounds, and the holy Buddha light isolated Tang Xin from the outside, preventing her from getting close for half a minute.

Tang Xin sneered, with an irresistible strength between her arrogant eyebrows, she was surrounded by a layer of golden light, and with a lift of her footsteps, she had already penetrated that layer of Buddha light and entered the Buddha Sect.

There are many temples, and the Sanskrit sound is louder.

Tang Xin took out Yun Lan's body from the Immortal Palace, this person was still as if he was asleep, beautiful and gentle, clean and pure, but Tang Xin just felt that it was not pleasing to the eye.

She reached out and poked Yun Lan's face, and murmured softly: "It's still your perverted appearance before, you wake up quickly, I don't dislike you." ”

"Master, his body needs to be treated." The old man's voice sounded, and a faint green light shrouded Yun Lan's body.

Tang Xin was in a trance when she saw the small ding in front of her, Shennong Ding, she almost forgot about it.

When Shennong Ding just landed on Yun Lan, the sound of metal intersecting was particularly harsh.

Tang Xin immediately looked at it, and saw a small point of light at the center of Yun Lan's eyebrows, Hao Ran was a reincarnation mirror.

Reincarnation Mirror?!

The corners of Tang Xin's mouth hooked, and his smile became softer.

Her divine sense probed into the reincarnation mirror, skipped through thousands of planes, and finally found the three-point divine soul belonging to Yun Lan inside.

Shennong Ding turned himself into a huge vitality and integrated into Yun Lan's body, his injuries were all recovered, his muscles and bones were reborn, and this body became perfect and healthy again.

After Shennong Ding disappeared, Tang Xin stood up, she looked at the void and pursed her lips, and said, "I have something to ask for." ”

"Your status is noble, how can you have something to ask for Buddhahood." The voice of compassion was tinged with pity, and there was a kind of sadness that looked down on the suffering of all beings from above.

Tang Xin frowned and said, "Yun Lan's other four points of divine soul have disappeared, and I need you to get them back." ”

The compassionate voice was silent for a long time before responding, "Good." ”

The sound of Sanskrit sounds, mysterious and mysterious, and the Buddha is prosperous. As the sound of the sutra continued, the light of the Buddha also spread to this immortal realm.

In the underworld, in the endless wasteland, a huge palace suspended in the void, and the boundless breath of death spread, and all creatures that touched this power trembled on the ground.

It's silent, it's deserted.

There was no sound here, there was, just gently floating, purple dandelions.

They seemed to be tireless, drifting, dancing, and moving forward without stopping.

In the dark palace, there is not a trace of light, there is not a trace of wind.

The man sat casually on a large throne woven of sprigs of mahogany with a few green sprouts.

The man's long black hair was spread out, a brocade robe as black as an abyss covered his body, and his handsome and flawless side face was as cold and hard as a marble carving, and there was no expression on his face, like a pool of stagnant water, which could not stir up the slightest wave.

And those eyes, as if containing eternal darkness, can't be dissolved.

He sat lazily in the dark, surrounded by centuries of death and silence.

At this time, he held a turquoise ring in his hand, and the ring emitted a faint light, shining brightly.

If Tang Xin was here, he would definitely find that this ring was the key that was recognized by Yun Lan in the secret realm of the Netherworld.

-- The key to the underworld.

The man bowed his head and kissed the ring reverently, as if to his lover.

Bursts of Sanskrit sound finally knocked on the door of the underworld and landed on the huge, majestic and lonely palace above the wasteland.

The man looked up, and the holy Buddha light illuminated his face, and that handsome and extraordinary face was engraved with a pair of large cat pupils, familiar and strange.

What is familiar is the beautiful eyes, what is strange is that the crazy oppression and distortion in those eyes have all faded, and even the touch of tenderness has dissipated, leaving only darkness and desolation.

The power of death clashed with the Buddha's light, and in a moment, the Buddha's light faded, bringing with it the only light in the palace - the ring that emitted a faint light.

It's a dead silence and darkness again.

In the darkness, the passage of time was not so clear, at least the man did not know how long he had been silent. (To be continued.) )