At this time, the enchantment, which was originally dozens of zhang large, had become about one zhang in diameter, and the thunderbolts and thunder in it shook the sky, filling it with the aura of destruction.

When a sword and a shot rebounded, the destructive energy in the enchantment seemed to have reached a critical point, and in a strong light, a world-destroying storm erupted, and its terrifying air flow permeated all directions, causing everything within a radius of tens of miles to turn into ashes, and all living beings disappeared.

In mid-air, the Split Sky shimmered with all colors, and a powerful defensive barrier cut off the breath of destruction.

Looking at the center of the explosion, Split Sky's eyes were slightly lost, as if he was sighing for the unjustified end.

This battle was over, and the Split Sky was not harmed in the slightest, but the final blow of Wufu deeply shook his heart.

In the hearts of the strong, hatred only occupies less, and what they really care about is often the determination and courage of the other party.

He was defeated in vain, and he was defeated miserably, but his determination and courage remained deep in the heart of Split Heaven.

With a slight sigh, Sky Splitting stretched out his right hand, and a ray of light flew in the mist, which was his supreme divine weapon.

Caressing the scorching sun dragon lance, Sky Splitter whispered, "When has my heart become soft? Is it because of time, or is it because of her? ”

Looking up, Split Sky looked in the direction of Huashan, and there was a faint hint of affection in his eyes.

In the middle of the field, the wind gradually dissipated, the lightning had stopped, and the broken earth was bare, without the slightest life.

The figure of Wu Yu didn't know where to go, and the primordial spirit of the Black Tiger King was sent out by the Split Sky in the battle just now.

At this moment, except for the split sky in mid-air, the entire dozens of miles were silent, faintly revealing a sense of desolation.

Turning around, Split Sky glanced at the ground, hesitated for a moment, and then moved his body sideways ten feet to the top of a dirt pit, his eyes paying attention to the situation under his feet.

It was a small dirt pit, and the fine dust submerged many things, but it also left a wisp of clothing, which was silently recounting the tragedy of the previous battle.

After staring at it for a long time, Splitting Sky swept his left hand slightly, and a soft force swept across the ground, blowing up the dust in the pit, revealing a vain figure.

Lying quietly in the dirt pit, his eyes were closed, his lips were white, his face was gray and dull, his limbs were mutilated, and there was no trace of life fluctuations around his body.

In such a scenario, what else would be possible except for the dead?

Splitting Heaven smiled regretfully and said in a low voice, "You lost this time, but you took three moves, so I let you go." Next time, I hope you don't have to meet me again, otherwise you won't be so lucky. ”

After the words fell, he turned around, and stood quietly for a while before he flashed away.

The wind blows slowly.

I don't know how long it took, but the innocence in the pit moved for a while, and slowly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at his situation without vain, smiled bitterly, and a boundless loss was deeply imprinted in his heart.

His limbs are mutilated, his meridians are destroyed, and he is already a crippled person, but why has he never died?

Thinking about it, I didn't understand what it meant, so I put away my mind and tried to absorb the aura in the air to nourish my body.

After some hard work, Wuyu's body is slightly better, and he can already fly with air.

It's just that he sadly found that the main meridians in his body could not be repaired, and although he would not become a completely wasted person, it would be difficult to exert the "Gathering Heaven Spirit Technique" to the previous realm in the future.

Knowing this, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily, full of unwillingness, which filled his heart with resentment.

After venting, Wu Yu left there.

With heavy pain and unwillingness, he left silently.

This battle has taught him a painful lesson, but he will not give up.

He knew in his heart that his life was about to run out, and he wanted to take advantage of this last time to gamble on his fate again.

As long as a person lives, he must work hard, and his body is about to die, but his heart is full of vitality, and in the end he can get his wish, who can say?

……

In the early morning, the mountain breeze with a faint fragrance of flowers blows on the countless green leaves, and the drops of crystal dew roll down between the shakes, making a faint sound.

Walking through the mountain trails, breathing in the fresh air, and experiencing the beauty of nature and the fragrance of flowers, this is how desirable it is.

Then there were two people feeling this beauty, but their faces were not smiling, but full of sadness.

The wind blew gently, and the two people in the front stopped at this moment, and a worried sigh came from the woman's mouth, drifting in the breeze.

Turning around, Ye Xinyi looked into the distance and whispered, "When have we been walking on the mountain trail here." Maybe the sky has changed, the earth has changed, the people have changed, and even the feelings of the past have changed. ”

Jian Wuchen looked at her, he could only see the side from this angle, but only one side, Ye Xinyi was still beautiful and moving.

"If you like it, don't be sad, failure is only temporary, as long as we have firm beliefs, we will definitely make a comeback."

Ye Xinyi smiled and asked Youyou: "If one day, we destroy the evil, and all our relatives and friends are gone at that time, how would you feel?" ”

Jian Wuchen frowned slightly, and said coldly: "As long as you and I live, it will be enough." If we can't avoid it, we should also know how to make trade-offs, so that we can promote the right path. ”

Ye Xinyi smiled faintly, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards into an arc, faintly implying some intentions, but Jian Wuchen didn't see it clearly.

"You are becoming more and more domineering, but since ancient times, the king of the world, the overlord side, but it's a pity that ------"

Turning around, a trace of disappointment flashed in Ye Xinyi's eyes, but Jian Wuchen didn't care.

Looking at her moving figure, Jian Wuchen paused slightly, and then quickly caught up and walked side by side with her.

"Xinyi, the boundary between the kings and tyrants is difficult to distinguish clearly, don't you still believe me?"

Ye Xin's expression was indifferent, and he said softly: "I just sighed for a while, who can see the future clearly?" Not far ahead is Xianxialing, let's go faster, and then we will go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and the Wuwei Taoist Sect. ”

Without waiting for Jian Wuchen to answer, Ye Xinyi unfolded his body and walked in the air.

Jian Wuchen's eyes were slightly suspicious, and he looked at Ye Xinyi with some puzzlement, wondering if she was in a bad mood or if her personality had changed.

In thought, Jian Wuchen flew after him, but he deliberately slowed down half a step, so that the two stopped talking, and soon disappeared into the mountains and forests.

After a while, Ye Xinyi, who was moving forward, stopped, looked at the mountainside with a puzzled look, and wondered: "It's strange, we have already seen the house of the Fairy Sword Gate, why didn't anyone come forward to ask or greet us?" ”

Jian Wuchen stopped, looked at the scattered houses in front of him, and frowned: "It is said that the Immortal Sword Gate is the first faction in Shenzhou, with a long history, why do you see it today, it feels like the residence of some hermits outside the world, and it is a little less majestic." ”

Ye Xinyi snorted lightly and shouted arrogantly: "The Immortal Sword Gate is famous for its swordsmanship, not its architecture. This school has always focused on cultivating the truth and refining the sword, pursuing the realm of transcendence and extraordinary, rather than the glory, wealth and majesty in the eyes of the world. ”

Hearing her displeased, Jian Wuchen raised his eyebrows, and was about to refute a few words, but the words seemed to be inappropriate, so he quickly turned his mind and said softly: "Xinyi, I'm just strange, and I don't mean anything else." Now that there is no one to greet us, we will go straight to it. ”

Ye Xinyi was not happy when she saw him admit his mistake, she just gave him a strange look, and then went with him.

As a sign of respect, the two slowed down, and after a while, they finally came to a welcome pavilion.

In front, a hundred zhang away is a magnificent courtyard, and the three golden fonts of "Fairy Sword Gate" can be seen in the distance.

It's just strange that the two of them haven't found any figures until now.

Stopping, Ye Xinyi looked at the compound, and sighed with a disappointed expression: "It seems that we are late, and the people here have already left." ”

Jian Wuchen's face sank, and he nodded: "There is indeed no breath of the living here, but why are they leaving?" ”

Ye Xinyi shook her head bitterly, turned around and left lonely.

Jian Wuchen didn't move, and said in a deep voice: "Xinyi, you don't want to enter to take a look, what are the monuments of this No. 1 Immortal Sword Gate in Shenzhou?" ”

Ye Xinyi's figure paused slightly, and then continued to leave, and said indifferently: "If you think there is something worth seeing in it, you might as well take a look, maybe you can find something." ”

Hearing the dissatisfaction in her words, Jian Wuchen was slightly angry, but he didn't show it, but hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up on going in to explore.

Leaving Xianxia Ridge, Ye Xinyi and Jian Wuchen rushed to the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave where the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect was located.

There, the two met the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and there was a little joy in their hearts, at least the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect did not transfer.

Following behind a Buddhist disciple, Ye Xinyi and Jian Wuchen came to a spacious hall, only to see that the four walls were carved with all kinds of Buddha statues, as well as countless Buddhist scriptures.

The two of them were a little amazed at this, but they didn't care much, and after just looking at it for a while, their eyes fell on a middle-aged master in the corner.

"The two alliance leaders are here, this faction is really disappointing, forgive me."

Getting up, the middle-aged monk stepped forward slowly, stopped at a foot away from the two of them, and folded his hands in salute.

Ye Xinyi smiled reluctantly, and said politely: "Master don't be like this, the two of us are presumptuous, please don't be weird." We are here today to find the predecessors of the Heart Buddha, I wonder if the master can introduce him? ”

The middle-aged monk recited the Dharma lightly, and said calmly: "The two alliance leaders are one step late, the family teacher has left the sect yesterday, and passed on the throne to the poor monk, and now I don't know where I am. Before leaving, the family teacher had a posthumous teaching, recalled all his disciples, and since then he has been in seclusion and has not asked about the world. ”

Hearing the words, Ye Xinyi smiled, and a burst of desolation appeared on her beautiful face.

On the side, Jian Wuchen asked, "How can this be, didn't Master Heart Buddha mention how to find him when he left?" ”