"Jun Mo......" Xiao Yu suddenly shouted.

Jun Mo felt a gust of wind hanging in his ears, and before he could turn around, he raised his hand and grabbed Xiao Yu, and his fingertips were empty, only to find that Zhen Zhezi, a despicable old man, wrapped Xiao Yu around the dust, and hit Xiao Yu's vest with double buckles, sealing her Neidan.

"Don't think about Jackie Chan in your life, stay in the world, and be the dog who is inferior to others......"

Zhen Zhezi stroked his beard and smiled.

Jun Mo, don't worry about me, I'm sorry for you, I took advantage of your feelings, no matter what, I'm going to go to the Divine Dragon Hall after all, I also know that you must go back to save me, with your immortal body, you will definitely be able to enter the Divine Dragon Palace, but I still hope you don't go, because I can't give you any response.

Xiaoyu shook her head violently, she wanted to say too much, but for a while, she didn't know what to say, maybe it would be more comfortable in her heart, she didn't take advantage of Jun Mo's feelings and forced him to send herself to the Divine Dragon Palace, didn't she?

"You wait for Lao Tzu ......"

Jun Mo watched Zhen Zhezi take Xiaoyu straight into the sky, but he was powerless to stop it, things are always so helpless, does he still need to think about it?

Looking up, Xiao Yu's long hair was flying all over the sky, her purple skirt was swaying in the wind, her eyes were shining, looking at herself, full of longing, he admitted that he would always lose to the pair of uncontrollable eyes that made him feel distressed.

He was faced with what felt like a desire and helplessness to be born again, and since he wanted to be born again, he had to pay the price, to give up his seven emotions and six desires: "What if I don't? ”

Jun Mo gritted his teeth, and his body soared into the sky, he wanted to see what the turbid space between heaven and earth was like.

Xiao Yu was stunned, seeing Jun Mo rushing straight at lightning speed, holding the Xuanbing Sword, Xiao Yu waved his hand again and again to signal him to give up.

In less than three breaths, Jun Mo had already rushed out of the underworld, and the moonlight in the sun was as cool as water.

Zhen Zhezi looked back, snorted coldly, and went straight to the sky casually, he didn't lift this snake demon, if he could get close to the chaotic space, he would be considered capable.

"Xiao Yu ......" Jun Mo shouted, seeing that the earth had formed a faint blue mist behind him, in front of him, the figures of Xiao Yu and the old man had disappeared into the chaos and could no longer be seen.

"Junmo, don't force it, it's my mistake, I shouldn't take advantage of your feelings......"

Xiao Yu's words were like the edge of ten thousand swords, overwhelmed by chaos, Jun Mo's body was stunned, and he gritted his teeth and muttered, "I am willing." ”

Jun Mo gritted his teeth and rushed into the chaos, instantly spreading the power of blocking all over his body, the thin air made him almost suffocate, and his speed weakened significantly, as if the whole person had fallen into a swamp, unable to move an inch, and a ruining aura increased with his steps.

Jun Mo's face was hideous, and the sense of coercion from his internal organs was like the whole person was immersed in a quagmire, and even his breath became blocked, and suddenly, with a salty throat, Jun Mo's body fell rapidly, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed in front of him.

Jun Mo fell at the starting point, the peach blossoms filled the sky, and when he saw the inscription at a glance, it was as if she was lying inside, separated by life and death.

At this moment, the hell has collapsed, Jun Mo Lingguang was in peace, and thought of pyrrole, but before his thoughts could take root, a white shadow flashed, and Jun Mo stared at Pyrrole sitting cross-legged under the peach blossom tree.

He was dressed in white and snow, hanging his forehead slightly, a cold wind blew, his white clothes fluttered, as if coated with a layer of holy halo, so that Jun Mo clearly felt the charm of his immortal body.

"Have you ever thought about it?" The pyrrorole voice is soft and undisturbed, like the peach petals that fall at will.

"I've figured it out." Jun Mo's thoughts were heavy, but his voice was extremely calm, so calm that even he couldn't believe it.

"Break through the mortal dust, cut off the seven emotions and six desires, you are the body of Xuanbing, the dragon of Xuanbing, and return with the wind, just around the corner, just ......"

Pyrrol paused, gently put down his folded hands, quietly put them on his laps, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were like two stars embedded in his flawless face, handsome with calm, calm with mystery, as if holding the most precious treasure in front of him, he would not look at it at dusk.

"Why do you want to be Jackie Chan, only you know in your own heart, you can't escape the word "love", this is your last chance. That's it...... That's it......"

The voice became smaller and smaller, Jun Mo frowned, seeing that the figure of pyro was about to dissipate, a terrible year flashed in his mind, and pyrrole was about to disappear, so he, not only will he always be a monster who is missing half, but all living beings have no chance to enter the Divine Dragon Hall and rescue her.

"Where to go?" Jun Mo shouted: "You are a part of my body, if you disappear like this, this gentleman can only give up that trace of kindness, so that you can see with your own eyes how I razed the results of the underworld." ”

The back of pyrrole is like a touch of white satin in the bleak evening breeze, reflecting the afterglow, looming, and looking sideways slightly-good and evil are rewarded, and the ninth generation has no leakage of inheritance, all destroyed in your hands, and I am just carrying your good thoughts.

Pyrrole looked back and continued to dissipate.

Jun Mo Danfeng's eyes narrowed into a dangerous gap, he couldn't do anything with him, or in the eyes of outsiders, he was talking to himself, talking to himself, his face was hideous, and he raised his hand and pointed at Pyrro: "Cut off mortal dust, right?" ”

Pyrrole paused, looking back again.

"Benjun has no good thoughts, but the love for Bai Yu also starts with your good thoughts, if Benjun is not mistaken, it is you who are in love with her, not my ............"

Jun Mo's neck was exposed, he pointed at pyrro, his fingers trembled slightly in the air, the peach blossoms in the sky were mixed with snowflakes, and large pieces of them fell, covering the appearance of pyrrole.

For a while, heaven and earth were like a barrier, blocking everyone's sight, but it led to a vast love network, I don't know how many people were entangled, and how many hearts were captured.

Covered with a veil-like pyrrole, his eyes flashed obviously, as if unexpected, and as if a word woke him up, he frowned, and slowly shook his head, he is the body of the Zi Immortal, the body of the Zi Immortal who has the inheritance of the ninth generation, how could he ever be tempted by a woman?

Three thousand years ago, it was just an accident, he was infatuated with the wolf demon, which was commendable, and let him go of a way out, but he didn't want to, he was a mortal, and he opened a killing ring, this qiē, is it all an early warning? Is it an early warning of the Ninth Generation's leakless inheritance?

"How have you ever broken the red dust?" Jun Mo put his hands behind his back and strode forward: "Even the gods can't cut off the red dust, the Buddha intercedes, the Tao says life, the Buddha has not experienced love, how can he be so thorough?" If the Tao is ruthless, what is the way of the man? You keep saying that the Ninth World has no leakage, is it really leaky? Yes? ”

Pyrrole raised his eyes and looked at Jun Mo, without saying a word, his shining starlight eyes kept flickering, and he was no longer as calm as before.