In his consciousness, the hermit immortals who quickly surrounded him in all directions quickly approached several miles from fifteen miles away.

The evil path is advancing day by day, but it is always under the threat of destruction. If you can't keep overcoming countless moments of destruction, you will lose the meaning of being alone in the evil path...... has said that she will never look back, and Yiyun has long been prepared to meet all dangers. A long dodge without a solution is a pointless waste of time, and he never does such a thing.

The disappearance of Yiyun is for the rebirth of Yiyun.

consciousness slowly sank into the blood-red empty world of consciousness, where, except for the lonely him, there was only bright red blood in the slowly flowing space......

Xi'er's abnormality has already foreshadowed the possibility of mining artistic conception ability, and from that moment on, Yiyun has decided to embark on this path that may enhance herself.

The reason that dominates the body sinks, and the instinctive self-forgetfulness becomes the master.

Because I forgot myself, I didn't exist. Fight without fear, fight without thinking, fight without worry...... This is the most perfect state of self-forgetfulness, and it is also the most basic state of self-forgetfulness, and it is also the state that self-forgetfulness needs to be maintained when any person is in battle.

A high level of self-forgetfulness can maintain the relative existence of rational consciousness while maintaining it. Judging from the countless fighting practices in the past, in fact, the relative existence of maintaining a rational consciousness does not affect the fighting ability of self-forgetfulness and instinct.

Yiyun is not sure whether it is a change in the artistic conception at a higher level, or a change brought about by long-term accumulation, but Xi'er's situation really shows that this is no longer the case.

Yi Yun in the world of consciousness, except for the lonely quiet self-cultivation in the blood-red space, there is nothing to do, except to recall the past......

In the dark forest, the branches and leaves swayed with the wind, and Yi Yun's face, who slowly opened her eyes, had a pair of confused eyes, indifferently looking at the grass and trees around her.

The flying sword qi flew from all directions - the spinning nine hundred nine pick up nine swords and slaying divine swords. Rolling up the leaves of the trees in the surrounding area of a hundred zhang to break away from the shackles of the branches, they quickly swirled with the sword, and the constantly flickering dark purple Taiji light map formed a strange light in the darkness......

A green leaf, a beam of sword qi.

The figure of the dark purple Taiji Light Diagram passed through the gap formed by the leaves and the sword qi internal qi in an instant. In a flash, it crossed a distance of four hundred zhang, with a whirling god-killing sword and swirling green leaves in the sky. Appeared in front of a group of masters who flew forward......

A cloud of green leaves, suddenly shot away, each piece accurately cut the throat of a hermit immortal, and the rapid sword of the god-killing sword was under the action of the flashing dark purple Taiji light map. Each one easily pierced through the bodies of more than twenty hermit immortals one after another...... In the flickering Tai Chi light map, Yi Yun flashed in all directions, appearing between a group of hermit immortals, and before the surrounding hermit immortals could attack, a cloud of green leaves shot out and scattered. Yi Yun had already moved away under the action of the flickering Tai Chi light map, and behind hermit, only a group of hermit immortals who had been cut by green leaves were left behind......

The Tai Chi special effect is dominated by the selfless artistic conception of Yiyun's battle instinct and is completely manipulated. Originally, he surpassed Ke Ming in terms of shooting speed effects, but at this moment, his shooting speed is far faster than that of Ke Ming...... In the past, when all the rivers and lakes had enhanced shooting speed effects, the absolute difference in speed that would have never been possible was at this moment. It became an incredible reality.

The purple shadow flickered, and the hermit immortal with the hat quickly drew his sword, and the sword was less than a quarter out of the sheath, and the flying green leaves had already cut his throat...... The flashing dark purple shadow incarnated that no one could catch up. Even if the hermit immortal appeared nearby, it was impossible for the flying shadow to have time to attack......

The purple shadow kept flickering and moving, and the green leaves on the trees on the ground swirled and flew up to the sky, a god-killing sword that no longer had an absolute lethal effect on the master. At this moment, each one becomes a nightmare for the hermit immortals. Because it was too fast, the speed at which each god-killing sword flew was too fast, so fast that they didn't have time to dodge, let alone block......

Above the pitch-black woods, groups of hermit immortals, with blood splattered in their throats, fell to the ground one after another from the sky...... Until, there was no longer a living person.

In the bare ten-mile forest, there was not a single green leaf, and the trees were all covered with bright red blood.

In the woods, Yi Yun, whose eyes were confused, stood silently holding her sword and standing quietly......

Behind the tree ten zhang away, the face of the purple shirt that was soaked in the rain was attached to the tree, looking at the dark purple figure in the woods for a long time...... Finally, he turned away in silence. She was never able to dissuade Yi Yun from deciding the path, even though she knew before the battle began, what Yi Yun wanted to do.

The fighting instinct that consciousness gives to oneself-forgetfulness means that Yi Yun no longer exists, existence is Yi Yun's fighting instinct, and he may go to places that others can't guess and do things that others can't guess in this state; Perhaps, it will always be silent and quiet, waiting for an endless number of pursuers to arrive and engage in endless battles.

In this process, the consciousness of combat instinct will continue to tap all the power that can be tapped to improve combat effectiveness, and finally may be able to break away from the primary self-forgetfulness and enter the second stage of the artistic conception state, at that time, Yiyun's rational consciousness and the instinctive combat consciousness of self-forgetfulness can merge together, and dominate the body in an alternating state.

Before that, Yi Yun may not stop fighting with the pursuers, not knowing how to escape, not knowing how to avoid the battle and resting, keep killing, keep killing...... or kill him until he falls from exhaustion; or slay an enemy who never came again; Or kill to the point where you are out of sight.

The purple shirt left silently, whether it was she who didn't know martial arts in the past, or she in the name of myths and legends, she could only experience the passage of time in loneliness and longing in the loneliness and longing on the road of Yiyun's pursuit of self-improvement......

Because, Daoben is different. The purple shirt does not need to pursue the way of killing, but the genius Yiyun is forced to use imperfect talent to seek to evolve into a strong man who is not afraid of everything, which is to act against the sky, so his way is also a lonely way to go against the sky.

"Yiyun, I'm here, I've always been, I said I'll never leave......"

The whispering voice drifted into the ears of Yiyun, who was confused, with the wind...... Stone-like, his lips moved slightly, muttering "Purple shirt ......"

With his arms outstretched, he seemed to catch the figure dancing in the snow and losing his balance and falling over...... However, the illusion flickered, and those arms did not touch anything......

Barren mountains and woodlands, confused Yiyun wandered aimlessly, when he passed a river coming down from the mountain, he leaned over, picked up the fish in the river, took out the golden snake sword from the vacuum bag, cut open the belly of the fish, and stuffed it into the cleaned grass......

"How long have I been here...... Like a year, or like many years? No, it can't be many years, if it were many years, my injuries would have healed sooner. ”

"Injury?" Dazed by luck, the true qi in the body rotated quickly, without any hindrance...... "No, I'm not injured, so why am I, here?" Why...... What was I thinking...... I can't remember, the fish is cooked...... There are wild boar meat in the vacuum bag, why should I eat fish...... I forgot, the fish is cooked, it's time to eat it......"

Staggered, the singing and dancing women in the Yuelai Qinglou compete for beauty. Several elders of the Tianji Sect with deep qualifications, in the compliments of a group of cutting-edge masters, laughed, a little drunk elder, hiccupping, red face, pointing at a cutting-edge master, with a tone of old predecessors, step by step persuasion.

"What are the top ten masters of this sect...... Well, I'm telling you, I can't afford it. I'm a limited person, and my qualifications and blessings are limited! There are today's martial arts, relying on the diligent and unremitting hard training of the past! You, you have all - all of them! I am optimistic about you, sooner or later you will become the new elders of this sect! ”

The man looked frightened and raised his glass with both hands. "Thanks to Elder Tai's heavy promotion, with my ability, I am far from the elders, if one day I can be promoted to the elder of my own faction, it must be the elders to take care of me, only with my own ability, I will never be able to be the elder!"

Several cutting-edge masters who worked together raised their glasses and shouted in unison to toast a few elders. Someone made a look in his eyes, and the red card of the Qinglou called by a lot of money knowingly hugged the arms of several elders, his chest was high and plump, and he pretended to rub it back and forth unintentionally, with a courteous smile on his face, and a soft compliment in his mouth.

A few elders laughed and enjoyed the tenderness, listening to the words that they knew were compliments, but they made people feel happy.

"You all have a future! Uh......" The elder who spoke belched, and the woman beside him gently caressed his reddened chest. "This hard work, limited! Limited qualifications determine how far our martial arts can only be practiced, and I am a qualification level that can barely rank sixth or seventh out of a thousand...... There is no source of blessing, and I don't expect to be able to learn the supreme magic like the style...... But it's nothing, our alliance leader, the alliance leader has his proud life, and I also have mine! It doesn't matter if my proud life in the rivers and lakes is not as good as the alliance leader, but I am better than 90% of the people in the rivers and lakes! That's why I'm telling you, it's useless to practice stupidly, and your qualifications are limited! Forced hard training will make you rank a few more places up at most...... It's better to learn to be a man in a down-to-earth manner, and you can live a more proud life than 90% of the people in the rivers and lakes, just like me! To tell you the truth, there are a lot of people in the rivers and lakes who are higher than my martial arts! But how many of them can be as proud as I am? Ah--not much, that's, that's where I'm better than them! ”

Several cutting-edge masters suddenly came to their senses, and they cheered with joy. "Ah! Elder Tai's words were like an initiation, which made people suddenly open! ”

In the midst of smug laughter, on the table not far away, a man wearing worthless and rotten street equipment and hanging a long knife worth only tens of thousands of taels ignored the dissuasion of his friends dressed as businessmen at the same table, disdainful of his luck, and snorted coldly. "What a wine bag and rice bag!"