This is the ruins of Sheng Wuxu's private high school and the ruins of the Sword Immortal.

On the day of graduation, Taifeng of the Thunder Evil Sect drove wildly in this sea area, drove a rampaging cross-border bus to run over dozens of Qing Tribulation powers that coveted the Void Relic, and also made a quick hair removal for the Golden-winged Bird King Fa Xiang, the second seat of the Compound Eye Organization, Zhou Bofu, so that his feathers did not exist, and he returned with hatred.

Soon after Tai Fengxian's cross-boundary bus carrying all the teachers and students of Sheng Wuxu's private high school departed, the ruins of the Sword Immortal exploded into a dirty spark, and then I heard the instructors say that this is the means left by Sheng Wuxu, that Qingjiao Sword Immortal does not like others to touch his own things, as long as the Zhou Heaven Realm ban is broken, the Demon Sword Spirit and the Ruins World will be shattered.

Judging Shiyu still remembered that at the moment when the Sword Immortal Ruins exploded and annihilated, there was an unspeakable silence in the crossing bus, and everyone looked at the light flowing outside the car window, looking at the traces of the shattered world on the other side, and their hearts were full of emotions and they didn't say a word.

Some people want to completely forget about that unbearable life of killing.

Compromise, compromise, compromise, alienation, alienation, alienation, alienation, such an experience, which martial artist who wants to take the road of refinement and purity does not want to forget?

Even false purity is stronger than a nightmarish madness.

On the first day of getting on the bus, Xu Juezi's precision Yuanshen surgery of the Lu School Department was booked a few years later, and the true disciples under Zhao Gufeng's seat were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and there were many people who felt that they were not safe enough before the operation, and they planted a hint in the martial arts Yuanshen that once they had saved enough crystal clusters, they would find a way to find Zhao Gufeng, the deputy director of the Lu School, to do a Yuanshen operation that he did not know the efficacy of.

Some people want to take this experience deep into their souls and become an important cornerstone of their path to becoming strong.

I've lost so much in the damp and stuffy mire of life, why can't I get more out of it?!

On the bus to freedom, many people with strange flames in their eyes gathered together and talked all night long, and they talked with their enemies who had been alive and dead, just to restore the battle process in Sheng Wuxu's private high school more comprehensively, and draw the most fierce medicine from the past fighting.

Every graduate cannot get rid of the shadow of his alma mater.

Although the members of the three faculties were trained by different instructors, they all struggled to survive under the rules set by Sheng Wuxuan.

When Zhou Bofu descended on the Sword Immortal Ruins, the fresh graduates fell to their knees, and less than twenty people stood out from the crowd.

The instructors of the three divisions have their own unique characteristics, and they all try their best to circumvent the rules of the world to convey their beliefs to the students, but after all, they are just precarious puppets of the demons, tools of the rules, and ditch rats under the eaves.

No matter how hard the instructors try, the imprint on the graduates is probably still mostly from the shadow of the Voidless Sword Immortal.

During the time when he took the special bus from Sheng Wuxu Private High School to Thunder Cliff Tai Mansion to cross the worlds, Juan Shiyu pushed his wheelchair past one carriage after another, watching coldly.

She passed through all the hidden corners, and every corner was filled with the smell of crazy fermentation.

Bai Hekong made hundreds of dolls to talk to himself, day and night, talking to himself, and reading the entry of "Lessons from the World" about the original world over and over again.

The triangular head stared at Mo Shi's back every day and muttered to himself, one a day, smashing the Phantom Sea War Puppet that he had worked so hard to cultivate, and even the Liuhe boy who combined the ancient method of refining and mixing mechanical energy, and could resist the thunder for a quarter of an hour, was abandoned by him.

Eel head...... The waste that stares at the mobile phone deduction record and spits bubbles every day has nothing to say, if nothing else, he will have to be enslaved by Mo Shi for at least thousands of years before he has any hope of achieving the Red Tribulation.

Xu Bingning, from the Faculty of Space, wore headphones and spread her Sky Frost wings to float in the carriage, surrounded by many melodies that were popular because of kitsch.

Yang Yuhu smashed his body on the floor again and again, and roared in pain but never got tired of it, and that crazy energy even made Director Dong of the Lu School Department love talents.

Ji Shen was stunned, raising his hands to make the bones and flesh change all kinds of beautiful postures, as if immersed in an illusory world, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off and his heart was moving.

Lei Donglan was writing her graduation thesis in the room, but the aura overflowing from the door was dangerous like a volcano about to erupt, so she didn't dare to approach.

Xu Juezi dissected his martial arts spirit again and again, constantly cutting and infiltrating inside the original god, not knowing what he was looking for.

Mu Yigui and Sun Xunqiao sang and drank incompletely, black and white, making noise all day long, and forcibly pulling Lin Baolong and Shan Futian to accompany them, making the carriage of the first and second grades of the Lu School Department smoky.

Thrips accompanied Director Zhao, looking out the window at the flow of the sea and the infinite distance, like a sharp and cold sculpture, unable to see the sorrow and joy of living beings.

Only him...... Only he still has no heart and lungs, singing K and playing cards with people all day long, using life to cheat a thousand times, winning those insignificant crystal clusters, and saying a lot of bad things that I don't know.

Sun Xunqiao once pointed at his nose and yelled after he was drunk:

"Senior brother, you are not really happy, bad words are just the protective color of your sadness!"

How could a Yuan Shen martial artist get drunk so easily, and Sun Xunqiao only wanted to break that person's seemingly detached and hateful appearance through drunkenness.

What are you, why are you putting on this posture, and how much better are you than us?

He also just smiled, Hu Sun Xunqiao, a big three-yuan, four-bar, four-dark lettering, one-color bar, flowering, wonderful hand, rejuvenation circle, wind carving, door wind, eight-flower card.

What the hell was he thinking?

Why do I know everything about him, but I can't guess what he's thinking?

Juan Shi Yu erased these nonsense thoughts as quickly as she could, and although she couldn't confirm the time in the Kukai turbulence, she felt that she must have achieved the ultimate in her current senses.

These things that don't need to be thought about should be skipped as quickly as possible.

She used her Fundamental Soul to harness the main soul and the soul of consciousness, and created a virtual body on the remains of the Sword Immortal Ruins that she used to perceive her surroundings.

The virtual body, which looked like the outer shell of the Judge Language, walked casually on the broken fragments of the world, and she closed her eyes, but she could see more clearly than ever.

I don't know how long the Kukai Turbulence that engulfs her will stay near the wreckage of Sheng Wuxu's private high school, this kind of spiritual drifting is an outrageous experience for anyone who wins the welfare lottery jackpot, but anyone who still has the heart to climb the realm will try their best to take advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Judging the time is not just a woman with the heart to climb to the realm.

In the record of "Lessons from the World", a genius boy born in scientific and technological civilization realized the combat skills that allowed him to dominate the sea of stars for hundreds of years on a keyboard left by a mecha master.

Because when they reach that level, they don't want to leave regrets.

What is more terrible than failure is regret.

If the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, then when the lion and tiger fight, what kind of strength will the two sides use?

The virtual body of the judgment language walked over the fragments left after the death of the world, and the martial artist's spiritual sense trembled involuntarily under the overwhelming pressure, and the divine consciousness she stretched out broke in front of those blue tribulation imprints, but she still did not give up. 360 Literature Network

The turbulence is Kukai's living water, and the living water gives her an unimaginable ability to recover, even stronger than that person's super-fast regeneration.

As long as she gives up the delusion of ascending to the sky in one step, as long as she retreats the scope of exploration to the limit of the White Raider, she will not be self-defeating and self-defeating.

Even, she can go back and forth on the edge of the limit, setting her sights farther away.

The virtual body released by the trial quickly skimmed over the remnants of the unknown Green Tribulation.

These people are just defeated dogs, poor worms wailing under the tires of Mr. Bongzen's bus.

Yes, I am in the White Void Realm, and I am still 108,000 miles away from the deeds of these people.

But this is only because I was born late, if I was born in the era of the children of the realm, let me be born in the era of the rise of the four friends of thunder, I ...... I may not be able to surpass their accomplishments.

But right now, I'm not going to put myself, my future, under anyone.

The words of the trial urged the virtual body released by the main soul and the soul of consciousness, ignoring all the unknown traces of the green tribulation around the sword immortal ruins.

There were only four traces left in her heart.

One is the remnant of Sheng Wuxu, this person is obsessed with trying the sword to the heavens, the gods block and kill the gods, the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha, touches the realm of Zicheng in a desperate situation, leaving the ruins of the other side and the forbidden Zhou Heaven realm, and after his death, he stopped countless green tribulation powers, and even the Thunder Evil Sect that destroyed his path was not allowed to enter an inch, and the name of the peerless genius was well deserved.

One is the rut of Tai Fengxian, this Kukai writer crisscrosses both sides of the strait, thunders the heavens, does not hesitate to exceed the rules from the heart, and suffers from gains and losses on weekdays, but when it comes to the time of choice, he never hesitates, wants to kill and kill, regards everything as nothing, causes and effects, and solves cause and effect, from beginning to end, Tai Fengxian only asks about his heart, not about cause and effect, and does not ask about others, how happy.

One is the thread of the compound eye subconstellation Zhou Bofu to hook the numerology, this person is extremely arrogant, pulling the fortune of the world for his own use, I do my own thing, never care what tomorrow is. Floods? What do you have to do with me! It is this kind of heart that soars into the sky and never looks back, allowing this fierce bird to come and go freely and without worry.

There was also a blue tribulation aura that was unpredictable, hidden in the void crevices and the same dust as the light, and if she hadn't borrowed the perception of the turbulence of the empty sea, she would not have been able to detect this trace at all.

In order to pursue this breath, Juan Shiyu used the tentacles of the turbulent current of the Kukai to go behind the scenes to the fleeting waterless area of the Kukai, and in the crevices that removed all interference, she experienced the horror of the one.

All the appearances that appear in the cracks of the void are interpreting madness and confusion, and every detail is dizzying, but the one wants to sum up a set of rules in the rotten status quo, and even wants to put a layer of holy brilliance on the outside of that set of rules, so as to lure those beings outside the rules into it, so that they can be intoxicated by this set of rules, fight for this set of rules, strive to rise in this set of rules, and exhaust their lives.

Judging from the insight of the judges, this person's behavior is contradictory, and it is impossible to move forward.

However, the fluctuations around the ruins of Sheng Wuxu Private High School clearly showed that Zhou Bofu, the second seat of the compound eye, was defeated after clashing with that one in the gap of the void, and even if he joined forces with Teacher Fengxian, that one also had the power to force Zhou Bofu back.

Why?

Can obvious mistakes lead to distant places, and even if they lead to the same goal, can those who go down the road of broken heads break through the shackles?

How much effort does it take for those people? After that effort, after breaking through a reasonable wall, how strong will those people be?

Juan Shiyu pondered in the aura of the four green tribulations that far surpassed her peers, and the turbulence of the air sea that enveloped her was noisy again.

When she came to this realm, she had already determined that this turbulent current of the empty sea was following her karma.

Turbulence is unconscious, it always follows the cause of what is enveloped.

In normal times, there are only outsiders such as the Sky Freshlee Fly and the Sky Splitting Sea Serpent in the turbulence.

Mayflies and sea snakes are born in turbulent currents, grow up in turbulent currents, and have no cause or effect, and the past.

It is precisely because of this that the turbulence in the air and sea shows a very confusing law of movement, which makes scholars from all walks of life on both sides of the strait scratch their heads.

After all, Kukai scholars only study from afar, and do not go deep into the turbulence, and even the Kukai Youth Science and Technology Innovation Competition does not see projects related to the Kukai turbulence.

If you can't go deep into turbulence, how can you understand turbulence?

But who wants to be swept away by the turbulent currents if they can ensure that they can still maintain their spirit after being swept away by the turbulent currents.

The virtual body of the judge closed his eyes.

This turbulence is probably drifting along the trajectory of the deep edge and the shallow edge and the other shore.

The location of the ruins of Sheng Wuxu Private High School is shallower than the other world where I was born.

Is the next place to flow through, the other side of the world where I was born, or that place?

She didn't want to answer, and she didn't want to think about it.

……

Liang De followed behind Mo Feisheng and traveled thousands of miles in the Haina Illusion Treasure opened up by the Lord of War.

There was no scenery along the way, only the weapons developed by Mo Feisheng, and the tragic scenes caused by those weapons.

Liang De did not make any comments, because he knew that Mo Feisheng was brewing his speech.

In the perception of the martial artist's spiritual sense, the deep and terrifying ocean was swallowing the sun and the moon.

"Ade, you don't mind if I call you that."

"Don't mind, don't mind, don't tell you how you want to call it."

Mo Feisheng looked at the long corridor in the Haina Illusion Treasure that was progressing on the road of war, and said:

"Not minding and being willing are different after all.

Ade, there is a poem in your Blue Star Department:

'Who was the first to forge a sword that kills?' His heart must be as hard as stone. ’

What do you think of this poem? ”