These two swords that are like thunder could have killed Liu Zheming!

But their sword blades stayed on a white mist that suddenly appeared, and then, in an instant, the white mist engulfed Liu Zheming, and then disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?" Yang Menglin asked in confusion on the spot.

Liu Zheming disappeared, the flames also dissipated, and only his towering giant tree remained at the scene.

"Why did the fire go out all of a sudden?"

"Isn't that right? Maybe there was no fire at all, just a false alarm. ”

"Isn't that Sword Emperor Yang Menglin and Sword Venerable Zhu Jiuyin? Could it be the fire that these two adults put out? ”

"Maybe it's true, with a wave of the Sword Emperor's star map, that small fire can be blown out!"

"Fool, do you understand that the wind helps the fire? The current situation must be that the cold qi released by Sword Venerable's Phoenix Yuan extinguished the fire. ”

The people who suddenly rushed into the alley speculated endlessly about how the fire was extinguished, and the credit was completely attributed to Zhu Jiuyin and Yang Menglin, so the two of them were surrounded by water in the praise.

It wasn't until later that they discovered that the trunk of the original towering tree was here!

"This must be auspicious!"

"Yes, such a giant tree, born out of thin air, isn't it auspicious?"

"Hurry up and tell the people in the palace about this, maybe the emperor will know, and we may be gracious."

"The Divine Tree was born, and Great Qin was enshrined in the Wood Essence! Does this mean that Daqin is saved! Daqin is going to be revitalized? ”

All of a sudden, the people of Luojing came to worship in the lanes, and it was only a matter of time before such a huge worship behavior alarmed the court.

"Lao Yang, let's go first, go to my house to see your wounds."

Yang Menglin nodded and followed behind Zhu Jiuyin. From the fact that after he was hit by Liu Zheming's dead wood in the spring, he forcibly used his internal force to seal the blood flow of the local area, which caused his strength to be greatly reduced, and it can be seen from the speed of his Burning Sky Shattering God that in normal times, the blazing aura that burst out of the star map is several times stronger than Fang Cai! Generally, if an iron weapon dares to fight it, it will turn into molten iron.

……

Liu Zheming was lost in a white mist that could not be seen, there was only a trace of a gradual withering by his side, he ran, but he couldn't bring the ripples of the white mist, he shouted, but he couldn't blow the white mist at all, as if he was covered with a layer of white mist in his eyes, and then let him dance in a clearing.

"Young man, don't waste your efforts, this is not a place where mortals like you can come and go freely."

An old man's voice came from all around.

Even a top swordsman like Liu Zheming couldn't tell where that voice came from!

"Who are you? Where are you! Come out! Liu Zheming said sharply, his spirit was already tense to the limit, as long as he sensed the slightest movement, the shadow would cut the other party's throat in an instant.

"To save you, I am looking at the pleading of the Holy Water Spirit Maiden, but if you want to get out of my realm of nothingness, you must also be transcendent and holy." The old man smiled gently.

Liu Zheming grasped the key point at the first time, he didn't care about his safety at all, but begged Liu Xi to be safe, "Where is Xi'er?" Is Hee-a okay? ”

"She's fine, as long as you come out of this void, you can be reunited safely."

"How can I get out?"

"Break free from the shackles of mortals and step into the threshold of saints." The old man said incomprehensibly.

It was a realm that Liu Zheming had never touched.

"How?" Liu Zheming asked suspiciously, transcendent sainthood? He Youfan? What is holy? Isn't the saint also a **mortal fetus, a handful of loess after death?

"It's very simple, face yourself objectively, an unknown self."

"Face yourself?"

"Face yourself."

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the white mist suddenly dissipated, and what caught Liu Zheming's eyes was his past self.

"Coming"?

Liu Zheming heard the sound and saw that it was a person exactly like him.

"You are the unknown me?" Liu Zheming frowned, and the unknown self suddenly shrunk and turned into a sick child.

Liu Zheming knew that it was the most annoying time in his life, pretending to be sick, and then making an agreement with Liu Zhengyang, he was sent out of the Liu family and lived in all directions.

"I'm you, what? Do you hate? The other Liu Zheming pointed to himself and said, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed to the scene where Liu Zhengyang agreed with him at that time.

The past is like smoke, welling up in my heart.

Regardless of the voice at the time or the demeanor of both parties, Liu Zheming was watching as a bystander at this time.

It turns out that my former self was so humble......

You can't control your own life.

"What's wrong? Lost in thought? ”

Unconsciously, Liu Zheming's environment has changed again, and the self he was a child has grown up to be a young man.

"What do you want to show me?" Liu Zheming asked indifferently.

"It's not that I'm showing you anything, it's what you've been through, it's just a revisit." The young man Liu Zheming said lightly, this time it was a dark and windy night, and the wind and heavy rain hit the ragged young man Liu Zheming, and the blood stains on his body could not be washed away by the torrential rain.

"Did you cut the grass and eradicate it?" The predecessor Hanamayou asked coldly, not taking the lives of the big family inside into his eyes at all.

"One hundred and thirty-one mouths, not one falls." The young man Liu Zheming replied indifferently.

Liu Zheming looked at himself at that time, it turned out that since that time, he had neglected life.

"Nourish these two swords with the blood of three thousand men, or they will nourish themselves with your blood until they drain you."

"Mo Dao 3,000, even if it is 30,000! I'll be there in 100 days. The young Liu Zheming raised the flower and traced the shadow.

Manju Sawa bloomed delicately in the faint moonlight, and they were drinking blood.

Give me my life!

Give me my life!

Give me back my life......

A groan of resentment gradually floated in Liu Zheming's ears.

Slowly, the voices became a crowd.

"These are all unjust souls who died at your hands, there are good people, there are evil people, and there are innocent people, but they all die blindly." The young man Liu Zheming explained with a smile.

The unjust soul slowly surrounded Liu Zheming, as terrifying as a zombie attacking the city.

"All you have to do is kill them one more time and take off the burden of your iniquity." The young man Liu Zheming said lightly.

Just a grievance, Liu Zheming can slaughter them all with just a few sword moves, but he looked at the shadow in his hand, there are white lilies on the sword body that are about to wither, and there are also budding flower bones waiting to be released, they are not stained with blood, they are white, they are not Manzhu Sawah, they don't need to be soaked in blood. I want to talk about "The Strange World" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~