Today's red peony in front of the steps, a few flowers want to be old and a few flowers are new.

When it opens, it doesn't understand the hue, and it is like a phantom body when it is backward.

On that day, on the Mochizuki Bridge, the autumn wind was bleak and the cold was infiltrating, and the sky, a little red light was reflected on the earth, which was particularly infiltrating.

Wei Jiu didn't tell the demon clan and broke into the Moon Bridge alone. He knew very well in his heart that the people who kidnapped Cang Lan were definitely those cunning humans, with their cruelty, if they led the demon clan to encircle and suppress them, the desperate humans would definitely involve their resentment on Cang Lan.

He is the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor, the destined emperor of the sky, how could he let his woman be the slightest threat?

Mochizuki Bridge, a scenic spot in the east of the mainland, Wei Jiu arrived as promised.

In that battle, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, whether it was Wei Jiu or human beings, everyone knew that the outcome of this battle would directly affect the final battle situation.

After a short encounter, Wei Jiu gradually understood the conspiracy of the human race, and on the Moon Bridge, the sword array was already covered with the Eastern Sword Saint. Not only that, but there is also a big disparity in numbers, Wei Jiu is alone, and on the human side, there can't help but have Sword Saints, Popes and newly appointed God Kings, Sword Immortal level powerhouses, knights in the West and gods in the north have all participated in this unfair covenant war, and even the blood clan and wolf clan are also involved.

Humanity knows very well that if this war is lost, there will be no place for them in the world. The other creatures also understood that the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor was too powerful, and once they took power, they were afraid that they would never have a chance to turn over.

Sharp nails slashed across the neck of a sword fairy, and a human fell.

Wei Jiu clearly saw that Cang Lan was tied in the distance, and the distance in the middle was only a hundred steps, but these hundred steps, he knew in his heart how difficult it should be. Wei Jiu's body slowly walked forward, every step he took could harvest a life, although the pace was not fast, there were still many people who fell at Wei Jiu's feet.

"Our choice...... Is it really wrong?" the Eastern Sword Saint muttered in a low voice.

"That's right! This evil beast is too strong, you and the master didn't win last time, if you don't do this, we humans will be doomed!" the new God King agreed sharply, then looked in Wei Jiu's direction, and said conceitedly,

"Let me meet him!"

The new god king, the weapon is a giant hammer, and a little lightning surrounds the giant hammer.

The furious giant hammer smashed towards Wei Jiu's body, Wei Jiu was startled and quickly turned around and retreated, but at this time, the sword in the sword array completely blocked his movement trajectory. I couldn't retreat, my heart was horizontal, and my claws came out, claws in the direction of the God King.

Boom, a huge impact came, but I saw a little crack on the giant hammer, and then spread little by little, and finally, the giant hammer turned into ashes in this impact force.

Wei Jiu was also uncomfortable, and one was directly blasted away by the giant hammer. As the so-called ten fingers connect the heart, the pain in it is self-evident. As soon as he gritted his teeth, several other sharp claws stabbed into the chest of the new God King, and a few hurriedly stabbed towards Wei Jiu's body, and several Sword Immortal Swords attacked.

The new God King's body was torn apart, but Wei Jiu also fell straight down. The body was already full of holes, and the breathing dissipated little by little, the humans laughed, and the sword in his hand slashed towards Wei Jiu's dying body.

At the moment when everyone relaxed their vigilance, no one noticed that a certain snow-white tail behind Wei Jiu was gradually disappearing.

"Boom!" Wei Jiu's body stood up again, his breath was stronger than just now, and in the stunned eyes of the people, he fought again. Wei Jiu broke into this trap that had been designed alone, and his biggest reliance was his tail.

The nine-tailed demon fox has been the darling of heaven and earth since ancient times, and it was destined to come into being by the destiny of heaven, and each of its tails is cultivated by virtue of years of practice. Nine tails, representing nine lives, every time you die, you will be reborn at the cost of losing a tail, and your cultivation and strength are even stronger than before the loss.

However, the backlash is also extremely obvious, as if it is a return to the light, with the reduction of the tail, once the powerful time has passed, the ending is also extremely cruel. What's more, the tail is the origin of the fox, and the pain of a broken tail, especially not under the pain of a broken finger, should it require a strong psychological endurance?

But in order to rescue Canglan, Wei Jiu was willing.

After several hours of bloody rain, Wei Jiu fell again and again, and was reborn again and again, and the number of human powerhouses was also drastically decreasing. Basically, every time Wei Jiu lost a tail, he could take the lives of countless sword immortals and knights, and Wei Jiu was only a few steps away from Cang Lan's body.

Finally, in the last few steps, Wei Jiu lost his last tail, which was his last reliance, and from then on, he only had this last life left, once he died, he was really dead! But on the human side, there was no one standing anymore, even the Sword Saint and the Pope were lying in the distance, unable to move.

Seeing Wei Jiu approaching Canglan step by step, this group of humans had no way at all.

Fingernails slashed across Cang Lan's delicate body, and the ropes that bound her dispersed one after another, Wei Jiu laughed softly, "Lan Lan... I'm coming to pick you up... Come home with me!"

However, as soon as the words fell, a small and delicate sword pierced Wei Jiu's heart.

The jade hands were stained with blood, and the pretty face was cold.

Wei Jiu turned his face to look at Cang Lan and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"If it's not my clan, its heart will be different!" Cang Lan said coldly, "My brother is the Eastern Sword Saint, and it is my duty to inherit the Sword Saint lineage and protect human beings...... So you have to die, you know?"

"Ahh Ahh How so!"

Cang Lan's gaze gradually softened, and the jade hand gently brushed Wei Jiu's cheek, and then said sadly, "But... I can't bear to let you die after all... Will you let me seal it? I have a desolate lock that has been passed down for 10,000 years, lock the two of us in it, and never ask about the world, just the two of us stay inside, okay?"

The Wandering Lock, that is a legendary artifact, if you are really trapped by the Wandering Lock, I'm afraid the two of them will really be able to stay together. However, Wei Jiu couldn't accept such an ending, looked at Cang Lan, and said in a low voice, "No!"

With a shake of his body, the short knife had been pulled out of Wei Jiu's chest, and blood flowed out of his mouth. This was his last life, his breath slowly weakened, and then he saw Wei Jiu's body floating in the air, and the only remaining bit of cultivation quickly condensed, and then quickly burst out.

"No!" Cang Lan roared in despair, but she couldn't stop it, watching Wei Jiu finish himself off.

Xiu Wei quickly devoured Wei Jiu's consciousness and body, and then saw Wei Jiu's body completely disappear in place.

After that battle, the Mochizuki Bridge was completely broken, and it gradually evolved into the broken bridge and snow in later generations. No one noticed that the moment Wei Jiu disappeared, those ashes did not disappear completely. A light wind was raised, and they were blown to the unknown other shore, which was called by later generations, the north shore of the West Lake.

“.........”

"How so... How could this be..."Wei Jiu held the position of his chest tightly, and what he awakened was not only his memory?, but also the emotions buried deep in his heart, and that kind of disappointment, sadness, and resentment naturally fully awakened at this moment.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Wei Jiu asked in a low voice, "You are the Oriental Sword Saint in the story, right? What about later? Also, how could I be resurrected here? How can you appear here, according to the calculation of time, all the people in the desolation should be destroyed?"

"My name is Cangxuan, and I am the Eastern Sword Saint... Our Cang family is a destined Sword Saint family, and I am indeed Cang Lan's elder brother!" The old man raised his eyebrows and replied in a low voice, "I don't know why you were resurrected here, as for what happened later, it was a bit complicated, and I was looking for you this time because of the things that followed!"

"The Flood Desolate Continent is not extinct... In other words, the Flood Desolation Continent and the Earth are not just a dislocation of time!" The old man said in a low voice, "Compared to the current Earth, the Flood Desolation should be regarded as the last civilization... Ancient civilizations are not on the same dimension!"

"How is it possible!" Wei Jiu asked in a low voice, "How can it be a different civilization? If it is not in one dimension, then how can we appear in this world!"

Different civilizations represent two completely unequal worlds, which cannot communicate and exchange, and the difference in dimensions is not just a dislocation of time and space.

"This is indeed a different civilization, otherwise, have you seen any records about the flood famine in this world? This continent was created by Pangu, Fuxi, Nuwa and Xuanyuan, and the flood was opened by chaos and turbulence, how could it be the same civilization?" The old man replied lightly, "You are the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor, I don't know why you appeared here, as for why I came here, I have to start with the things after the war!"

"After the war, we seem to have been cursed, if you die, the whole continent will be sealed!" said the old man in despair, "Time will no longer pass, the air will no longer flow, even the flowers and trees will no longer grow... At that moment, all living beings experienced an unprecedented threat, a feeling of gradual loss of life. ”

"The only remaining powerhouse of our human race, the convergence of cultivation has smashed a hole in the spatial seal, and I am the only one who has entered that crack... But when I reappear, I am already in this civilized space!" The old man said with a sigh, "As soon as I appeared in this space, I had a premonition in my heart that only by finding you and sending you back could I relieve the original predicament!"

"Although the aura of this continent is thin, after ten thousand years of cultivation, my current strength can already split the space, so I will bring you here!" the old man looked at Wei Jiu and said pleadingly.

Wei Jiu smiled lightly, "You designed me like this, why should I help you?"

The old man was stunned, yes, after all, it was the human race who killed Wei Jiu despicably, what obligation did he have to help himself? The old man said dumbfoundedly, "Since you are the Demon Emperor of the Flood Wilderness, for the people of the Demon Clan... For Lan Lan's sake, you have to go back!"

"Lan Lan, what's wrong with Lan Lan?" Wei Jiu could not care about the people of the demon clan, but Cang Lan had indelible traces in his heart.

"After you die, Lan Lan imprisoned her consciousness and locked herself in the lock of exile!" the old man prayed, "There is no solution to the lock, only you can save her, the taste of a hundred years of loneliness is already a punishment for her, I beg you, save her from being free, okay?"

Silence, silence for a long time, Wei Jiu didn't expect that Cang Lan loved him so much. After a long time, he whispered, "Okay, I promise you!"

"Three days later, I'll help you open the spatial rift!" Cang Xuan said in a low voice, "But you have to remember that appearing in that world, you will lose all your cultivation and memories, and your cultivation can be recovered through cultivation, but memory, only when you see your important person, will you gradually recover!"

In three days, finally, he will embark on a different journey, but this is a fateful trip!