"Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill!"

A huge black hole suddenly appeared on the head of the scarred Dao Slashing King. The black hole spun rapidly, and a breath that swallowed the sky and the earth and was as heavy as a mountain poured out of the black hole.

The King of the Cutting Dao was shocked when he saw this, and when he was about to avoid it, his body was uncontrollably pulled into the black hole, sinking into the sea like a stone, and there was no movement at all.

Yang Xuan on the side held the Burning Silence Sword in his hand, looking at Ye Ruoxian, who was flowing with colorful brilliance in front of him and her body was as crystal as glass, his eyes fell on her arm.

On the arm like white jade, there was a shallow wound, and a trace of blood with multicolored light oozed from the wound.

Yang Xuan remembered that in the original book, Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman, who practiced the "Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill", their blood was colorful. This is the result of the transformation of one's own origin by the "Heaven Devouring Demon Skill" in the process of cultivation, as well as those foreign origins that have been devoured.

Yang Xuan took out a jade bottle from the treasure bag, threw it to Ye Ruoxian, and said lightly, "It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go." ”

Ye Ruoxian took the mutton fat jade bottle that exuded a faint danxiang, her expression was as light as water, she just nodded slightly, and disappeared into this world with Yang Xuan, leaving only the unrecognizable and devastated land......

Under the quiet morning light, a small city is enveloped in the breath of depression, and the cool breeze in the face, accompanied by the golden leaves, blends into the streets and alleys.

On the street, there are few pedestrians, and most of the shops and restaurants on both sides of the street are closed, and even the sparse vendors on the roadside are yawning listlessly.

"Uncle, okay."

A little girl in a shabby floral cotton jacket knelt on the corner of the street, holding a broken bowl in both hands, holding it above her head, begging from the passers-by, while the pedestrians in brocade hats and ermine furs walked past her with disgusted expressions.

She looked at the empty broken bowl in frustration, and her eyes were full of loss.

Just as she was about to leave, she found two white-clothed Shengxue figures, walking side by side, slowly walking towards her.

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she barely got up and walked forward, holding her stomach that had not eaten all day.

"Big sister, it's okay."

The little girl trembled and stretched out a broken bowl with a few notches, looked at the woman in white who was as cold as frost in front of her, and spoke timidly.

"My brother is sick and has no money for medicine."

The woman in white stopped and looked at the little girl in front of her whose red lips were purple from cold, but her eyes were very bright and full of begging.

There were no waves in her clear eyes, and the woman in white gently raised her crystal jade hand, and the jade palm spread out, and a fist-sized, amber-like crystal appeared in front of the little girl's eyes.

"Take it"

A cold and pleasant voice sounded, without a trace of emotion.

The little girl looked at the crystal clear stone in front of her in a daze, not knowing what it was.

"Little sister, take it, let's go."

Just then, a gentle voice came, and a piece of broken silver fell into the broken bowl.

"Thank you, big brother!"

Looking at the broken silver in the bowl, the little girl nodded to Yang Xuan gratefully and thanked her, and after hiding the broken silver, she turned around and ran, and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

"You will only harm her if you give her the source stone," with his hands behind his back, Yang Xuan explained to Ye Ruoxian, who had withdrawn his palm, "Not to mention mortals, even the Wheel Sea Realm cultivators in the city will be blushing at that source stone." ”

In the Heaven Covering World, even in some holy places, a single source was enough to cause a bloody storm, not to mention the few Wheel Sea Realm cultivators in this small city.

"Hmph" Ye Ruoxian snorted lightly, ignoring Yang Xuan, the lotus step was light, and he walked towards the inn in front of him......

In the silent valley, the spring is bubbling from top to bottom, and you can see the bottom of the pool at a glance. From time to time, birds land in clear waterholes, curiously watching their paws play in their reflections on the water.

The scenery is beautiful, and the heartfelt silence makes people feel a kind of sublimation of the soul.

The naked white jade feet stepped on a boulder, three thousand green silks fluttered in the wind, and a white-clothed nun with outstanding demeanor and fluttering white clothes stood by the waterhole, like a fairy who was not stained by the world.

Half an hour later, an ethereal voice sounded, the sound was beautiful, but it seemed to have an endless chill in it.

"I'm going to bathe, don't peek."

"Oh, whatever."

When Yang Xuan, who was more than a dozen steps away, heard this, he pursed his lips and walked to a boulder and sat cross-legged.

After a few breaths, the immaculate figure faded from its skirt, stepped into the clear spring of the water, and just lay down and sank into the water.

On that day, after Yang Xuan and Ye Ruoxian killed the five Dao Slashing Kings of the Feather God Dynasty, they rushed all the way to the Northern Plains.

Although the remote and bitter cold is not as prosperous as Zhongzhou, it is outside the sphere of influence of the Feather God Dynasty, and it is not a bad place for Ye Ruoxian now.

Because they were wanted by the Feather God Dynasty, the two naturally did not dare to use the teleportation array, but fortunately, Yang Xuan was proficient in the art of soaring clouds and controlling the fog, and the journey was quite smooth.

"Ruoxian, Ruoxian, it's really like its name," recalling the peerless white-clothed figure, Yang Xuan whispered softly in his heart, "Uncle Ye is quite good at naming names." ”

Ye Ruoxian's parents, Yang Xuan also had some impressions.

In his memory, Ye Feng and Ye Ruoxian's parents were actually not natives of Xiaobei Village.

Ye Ruoxian's mother was the daughter of a wealthy businessman, and a young guard in the family, Ye Ruoxian's father, eloped to live in Xiaobei Village.

Yang Xuan still remembered that when Ye Ruoxian's mother first arrived in Xiaobei Village, she caused a sensation in the village...... Her mother is also a beautiful woman, no matter her appearance or temperament, she is not at all comparable to those village girls in Xiaobei Village who have never seen the world.

Now it seems that Ye Ruoxian also inherited her mother's good genes.

"In this world, is there reincarnation?"

Just when Yang Xuan was thinking about his future plans, a cold voice with a bit of sadness echoed in this square inch.

"Reincarnation?"

Hearing these two words, Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

There is naturally reincarnation in the wilderness, but if you cover the sky...... In the Immortal Ancient Era, the ancient monk once wanted to evolve the reincarnation and cast a reincarnation pool, but the result was also a reincarnation egg.

It can be said that there is no such thing as the six realms of reincarnation in the flood wilderness, and the soul will only dissipate between heaven and earth after death, and there is no reincarnation.

"If you believe, you have, and if you don't believe, you don't."

Yang Xuan gently raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes showed a trace of hesitation, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint arc.

"But...... I have heard that there are two identical flowers in the world. Looking back for thousands of years, a flower withered and a flower bloomed. ”