The main sword of the Xuantian people was shattered.

Tang Wang's father and son died.

Along with the long wind, it was also on the verge of falling.

Zhou Luo's heart was still like water, from the depths of his heart, the power that burst out, more and more reckless, the phantom of the mysterious ancient monument, appeared in the boundless void, suppressed hundreds of millions of worlds, thousands of reincarnations, and descended on the top of Ren Changfeng's head.

"Ren Changfeng, I want to kill you, but I can't kill you. Fortunately, in addition to me wanting to kill you, even the heavens want to kill you, and the heavens can kill you, so you will die. ”

Then you will die.

So die.

The phantom of the ancient monument drowned into Ren Changfeng's body.

His gaze collapsed on all sides, and his pupils became huge, so big that he wanted to include the entire heaven and earth world, and accommodate him in his heart. His soul was originally uninhibited and tenacious, and the avenue could only be walked alone, except for me, there was nothing left to see, but at this moment, he really felt the last moment, the moment of death.

From birth to death, there is great horror in between.

Because of the horror, all living beings are afraid, so they must cultivate, they must constantly fight, take their lives from the sky, and try to live forever.

In the final analysis, it is just the word "fear of death".

And now, after all, he is dead.

Ren Changfeng's body shattered with a bang.

The vast void, the galactic corridor, the long wind and stars, the explosion annihilated.

However, the explosion of a star, for the entire heaven and earth, is only a little bit of starlight, fleeting, just like a master of the fourfold Heavenly Realm, the cultivation realm, fell in a place that no one knows, and no one will notice.

Only Zhou Luo's gaze swept around, and suddenly his gaze darkened, and there was a kind of exhaustion that penetrated his heart, and he spontaneously appeared. The power was like the tide of the sea, and it came suddenly, hitting the high cliff, and the force was furious, breaking the boulder, and suddenly retreating.

This is the power of the ocean, the law of the tides.

In Zhou Luo's heart, the mysterious heart monument uncle is the vast ocean. As long as he moves at will, the tide surges, and Zhou Luo has such a strong force that he can kill a character like Ren Changfeng.

All the strength, the tide generally retreated, Zhou Luo was alone, standing in the depths of the void, a ball of intense light, rushing forward, it was the ancient secret place, one end into the depths of his heavenly soul. Then those powers, like stagnant thick anointing oil, once again stagnated his heavenly soul, and his cultivation was completely lost in an instant.

All of his primordial gods have entered the True Tribulation Realm, but at this moment, he is facing the calamity in the early stage of the True Tribulation Realm, the Tribulation of Red Dust Refining Heart. It's just that what he has experienced this time, about the world, there can be no more calamity that can refine the heart than this.

In the void of the universe, the violent explosion could not make the slightest sound, only the fierce flames, the jetting flames, and the brilliant radiant starlight shot out from all sides, attacking the void, and gradually, like a thick freehand picture, swallowing and drowning a weak body.

......

The sky is full of fire, scorching the earth, and the waves are hot. It's a big city, but the weather isn't right at this time, and there aren't many pedestrians in the city. To the north of the city, almost half of the city's territory was occupied by a large mansion.

In the back house of the mansion, in a courtyard, several girls in green clothes and girls in buns were sweating profusely carrying a large wooden barrel. In the barrel were large chunks of ice, freshly hewn out of the ice cellar. In such a hot weather, most of the noble families use this to reduce dryness.

"Cui Yi, you have some hands and feet, if it is hot, young master, be careful of your skin. ”

Under the door of the mansion, a girl in pink, with bright eyes and bright teeth, was very clever, standing under the eaves of the porch, stroking her forehead with one hand, shielding the sun, and shouting with the other.

"Yes, Sister Qingwen. ”

Cui Yi and other girls all replied repeatedly, but they were already drenched in sweat, wet, and wore makeup, but they were extremely pitiful.

After a while, the ice bucket was moved into the house and went deep into the inner garden, a secluded and cool room, on a silk and gold bed, draped with silk bead curtains, like the embroidery bed of the daughter of the boudoir. There was a person lying quietly on the bed, but it was a handsome young man, because the weather was dry, so he only wore a small coat, as if he was sleeping. On the edge of the bed sat a quiet girl, holding a silk scarf, carefully wiping the sweat of the young man.

The girl acted carefully, only staring at the young man's eyebrows with a pair of wonderful eyes, and did not leave her eyes for a moment, but before she could reach her head, she actually burst into tears in her eyes, and fell down, smashing on the young man's cheeks, and she hurriedly wiped the silk scarf again.

"Cousin, it's all bad Yunyin, it's a little hotter, it's nothing, we have a lot of ice in our house, why go to Nanhu to escape the heat, but you fell into the water, and now you don't wake up for days, if you don't wake up after all, but teach me how to be good...... Well, if you don't wake up, cousin, how can I bear to live alone, so I'll go with you......"

The girl's words were sad, all kinds of pathos, very pitiful, before she could say anything, she suddenly shouted softly: "My son is fine, but he is holding his breath, the old man invited the immortal master of the country to come, and it will get better in a few days, you make this shape, why do you say these things for no reason?"

The girl trembled, and hurriedly got up, bowing her head sadly, not daring to say more. But a man in brocade walked in, about middle-aged, with a solemn face, stopped in front of the bed, and then was silent, but his eyes showed the feeling of licking the calf, and the sadness could not be concealed.

"Uncle. ”

The girl called timidly.

The man in brocade also regretted his solemn resignation, and smiled and comforted: "Yunyin, you go back to rest, Zhi'er has his own subordinates to take care of him, the immortal master said, although Zhi'er is drowning and resting, his heart is not exhausted, or he can wake up, you don't have to worry." Uncle knows your mind, but this is the destiny of heaven, and it is no wonder that you have always been weak, so don't hurt your body, otherwise your uncle will not be at ease. ”

The girl clenched the bead curtain, and after a few more tears, she wept again: "Uncle, the immortal master really said, can Cousin Anzhi still wake up?"

"This is natural, in the cloud country, the love of my family, even if it is those immortal masters, it will be sold for a few points, and it will definitely not be stingy with immortal medicine and magic to continue the life of Zhi'er. ”

The man in brocade turned around and left, waving his hand: "Qingwen, Cui Yi, you send Miss Biao back to rest." ”

"Yes. ”

The maid waiting in front of the door answered.

The girl Yun Yin's eyes were red, and she hesitated for a long time before she turned around, and she didn't take a few steps, probably since Anzhi's cousin drowned, she has been crying in front of the bed for several days, and she has not rested for a moment, even her legs and feet are numb, and she almost fell.

I don't know how when, the boy in the bed suddenly opened his eyes slowly.

"Between this heaven and earth, are there really two people who look like each other and are the same?" he sighed leisurely, "Red dust refines the heart, mortal dust knows life, this has passed, I don't know what will happen in the future." ”

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Don't you think it's like a male pig crossing the other world, and then there is an identical gentleman in the other world, and the male pig takes the position, and then Nima's tiger body shakes the king's eight spirits, and the world is invincible, Miss Maid, Princess, Princess, Elf Sister, Orc and beautiful women come one after another? Actually, I like this kind of book very much...... It's a pity that I can't write it myself, so I want to be lighthearted and freehand in this paragraph, so let's satisfy my bad taste.