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Overlooking the earth, as far as the eye can see, green mountains and green waters, continuous mountains all the way to the north to the north until Tianyan City. Su Hanjin Imperial Sword flew, and only stopped when he saw the hazy outline of Tianyan City, looking at the city of vain death from a distance in the air.

Wherever she could see, all the dead would come back to life. Therefore, at this moment, the city gate was also full of people coming and going, but continuing to go inside, due to the limitations of cultivation, her divine sense could no longer see, but she could imagine that it was a desolate and dead silence.

That scattered cultivation finally destroyed the formation that destroyed the heavens and the earth, destroying all the living beings in this vast heaven and earth, and it was wiped out in an instant. The monks who participated in the encirclement and suppression were just that, and those monks who came to participate in the auction of the Heavenly Evolution City Pavilion were deprived of their lives without knowing it.

The monks were unprepared, they were still talking, they were still bargaining, and they were still moving towards the path they were heading towards......

And until now, they don't know that they are dead, they don't know, and the living who strayed into this realm after that will not know until their lives are inexplicably exhausted and they become one with this dead city.

What a destructive force against the heavens. It's been 100,000 years, and the besieged Sanxiu has also died together?

After his death, the formation was still in operation, the seal was never broken, and Tianyan City broke away from its original interface and became a realm of its own life.

Perhaps he is still alive, absorbing the life force of the living, waiting for a complete resurrection?

Su Hanjin was uneasy, in this afterlife realm, she only had an out-of-body period of cultivation, how small she was.

She is not a formation master.

With such a profound and fierce formation, the formation eye is naturally more elusive. Standing in the air, his divine sense swept over every inch of land he saw, those fresh lives, water droplets on the tips of grass, and autumn insects buried in the bushes. The birds singing softly in the treetops, and the countless golden carp shuttling in the stream, were so real that she couldn't see anything abnormal.

She is out of the body realm, her longevity has reached a thousand years, and now she has not made a deal with those dead souls, her life force is not terrible, but what she is afraid of is how long the remnant soul of Qiu Qianrin in the longevity lock can last, after he finished speaking, he did not make a sound.

The souls of the dead have become one with this realm. They were part of the formation, part of the afterlife realm, but Qiu Qianrin was different. Although he is also a remnant, he is conscious and does not belong to this realm.

She was worried that if it dragged on for too long, he would be completely swallowed up by this realm.

However, how troubled the heart is, how blank the brain is. She kept walking in the air and watching, not letting go of a single grass or tree, a trace of movement. This made her eyes red, and a thin layer of sweat was already on her forehead. Time passed slowly in her nervousness and worry, and dusk crept in.

The remnant sun is like fire, slowly but surely spreading from the horizon. It dyed the clouds red, scorched the whole earth, and covered the green hills. Stroking the green water, the water surface is covered with a golden veil, whether it is a long river or a puddle, it carries the infinite brilliance of the sunset.

And such a spectacular scenery did not make her feel suddenly enlightened. I only felt that my vision was getting narrower and narrower, and my eyes and heart were getting more and more painful. She told herself over and over again not to panic and to calm down, but at this moment, she felt that those negative emotions were out of control.

After a long time, Su Hanjin landed by the river, she held the Asking Heart Sword in the palm of her hand, and the Asking Heart Sword was closely connected to her, at this moment, the sword body was also trembling slightly, and above the sword body, the aura was violent and chaotic, the same as her heart at the moment.

She couldn't calm down and could only practice her sword. And because of the restlessness in his heart, when he swung the sword, Su Hanjin was even cut by the Questioning Heart Sword. It's just that the slight pain made her much more awake, and the hand holding the sword gradually became calmer.

Su Hanjin closed her eyes, her heart gradually calmed down, and a white light suddenly appeared in her mind, and the light that suddenly jumped out uncovered one ink-colored landscape painting after another.

It was Qiu Qianrin with a pale face and a stiff smile, it was the ethereal Wenjian Peak in the sky of the Tianxuan Sword Gate, it was the waterfall of the Broken Love Cliff and the red maple like a brocade, and the men and women practicing swords below;

It was the dirty Xuanqing, the Linglan outside the main hall, the non-stop flute and roar of the purple Lingyun and the Lingyun Beast, it was Jiang Yunya holding the long sword in his hand silently with his eyes closed;

It was the Tianxuan Sword Gate with a peak and seven islands hidden in the mountains and clouds; Those are her guardians, and they are the roads she will not give up.

Su Hanjin slowly opened her eyes, her gaze crossed the rushing river, looking at the endless distance, her sword dancing action never stopped, but her thoughts drifted farther and farther, throwing herself through this desolate afterlife, through the long bluestone street of the dead city, and returning to the place where she longed in her heart.

The years are long, and the protection continues.

From the chaos at the beginning, the sorrowful roar of the sword body, to the mood after that, the connection of one move and one style is like flowing water, the sword body trembles lightly, she practices the sword over and over again, like a spinning top that can't be stopped, and she never knows how tired.

Until the end, my mind was calm and I forgot about myself. She forgot what kind of space she was in, and she forgot about love and hate.

Every time she swung the sword, the sword rays emitted by the countless swings of the sword seemed to not dissipate, from the sharp and sharp at the beginning, to the simplicity at the end, surrounded by dense sword shadows, like countless small sword swords, like fish swimming in the water surrounding aquatic plants, like stars and moons, they surrounded her, and made bursts of joy and joy around her.

I don't know how long it took, the swords entered her body one after another, like countless sharp knives piercing her body, but she didn't feel pain or pain, only endless pleasure.

When the last sword light entered her body, Su Hanjin let out a soft roar, her movements stopped, and she stood with her hands in her hands.

The clear mountain breeze blew by, the treetops and grass tips rattled, and a small fish leaped out of the river and swallowed a thin line of water. Fallen leaves hovered high and low in the air, and a crescent moon loomed in the clouds in the distance.

At this time, she touched the door of the fourth layer of the Tianxuan Sword Technique, and she saw the light leaking from the door, a place of silver light, like the water of the Milky Way pouring out, she stood by the door, stepping on the moonlight.

Such an epiphany can be encountered but not sought. Su Hanjin's heart was very calm at this time, and she frantically injected aura into the Asking Heart Sword, causing the Asking Heart Sword to let out a long groan, like a long dragon roaring, and the momentum of the sword light was amazing!

She slashed the earth-shattering sword and pointed it at her toes.

The Sword of Inquiry sliced through the ground beneath his feet, splitting the earth into a huge crack, like the bloody jaws of a beast, trying to tear everything apart and swallow it into its belly. The sword of the long sword went deeper, and after an instant, Su Hanjin only felt that her eyes flickered, and the endless wind swept her so violently that she couldn't open her eyes, and when she opened her eyes, she found that the whole world had changed.

In front of her, there were no green mountains and flowing waters, just a sea of corpses and blood.

She guessed right.

This afterlife realm is a formation, and the eyes of the formation are the living people who have strayed into this realm. Every place she walks, the world lives because of her, and every scenery she sees is her life burning.

Where she is, there is life.

Where she is, there is the eye.

Su Hanjin stood with a sword, in front of her, there were layers of endless white bones, two round stone pillars towering into the air in the distance, and behind her, there were also two such stone pillars, as if these four stone pillars supported the gray sky.

The moonlight was bleak, shining on those white bones, making those white bones reflect a brilliant broken light, embellishing the environment here even more gloomy. And in the center of the endless corpse, there was a skeleton standing on it, the skeleton was tall, the left hand was stretched forward, the index finger phalanx pointed forward, and the right hand held the long sword and hung down, inserted into the pile of bones, and it was the support of the long sword that made his bones stand.

100,000 years ago, many monks formed an alliance of 1,000 people to besiege a loose cultivator. The person standing in the pile of bones was supposed to be the loose cultivator. Everything here is telling the tragedy of the year, and it is proving the truth of that battle, even after 100,000 years, it can still make people feel endless desolation.

Why was he besieged? Is it because he fell into the devil's way? Su Hanjin didn't know what happened in the past, and at this time, she was not shocked by such a scene.

She looked around carefully, and found that all the bones were surrounded by the four stone pillars, and many of them fell next to the stone pillars, their bones twisted, and they still maintained a posture of trying to climb out of the boundaries of the stone pillars, so this stone pillar was the real formation that trapped all the monks?

In the middle of these four stone pillars, Su Hanjin also found that her cultivation was lost, she couldn't feel a trace of aura in her body, and the Asking Heart Sword was also dim, and her hairpin couldn't be opened, and the white jade gourd couldn't enter, as if they weren't magic weapons, just the most ordinary jewelry and decorations in the world.

She seemed to have returned to the previous world in an instant, there was no cultivation, no aura, she was just an ordinary mortal.

However, here and now, endless white bones and corpses told her that she was still in the afterlife. Although there is no doubt about mortals, Su Hanjin at this time is not afraid. Her protection is her courage.

Su Hanjin raised his foot and took a step forward, and when he landed, he stepped on a broken hand bone under his foot, making a soft creak. This crisp sound was particularly abrupt in the dead silence, and Su Hanjin's face turned pale, but she didn't notice anything abnormal.

Without aura and cultivation, she is no different from a mortal now, and she can only move forward step by step. And the bones under her feet were all over the ground, and where the toes fell, there was no blank place, and she could only step on the white bones forward, step by step close to the pile of bones in the center, close to the standing bones.

She climbed the mountain of corpses, stepping on the white bones, those broken bones and the skulls that suddenly rolled off, it was a very tragic picture, but she did not stop, just forward, forward, nothing could stop her progress.

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