After saying goodbye to Lanling Xiao, Yin Wushuang and Jun Shangxie also boarded the big ship.

"Set sail, set sail!" Ji Changsheng shouted, and the three big ships sailed towards the sea, drifting away from Lingyun Island.

Lan Lingxiao stood on the beach and waved, then turned to leave.

Stepping on the soft sand, Lan Lingxiao's footsteps stopped, and a white butterfly fluttered to him, Lan Lingxiao stretched out his hand, and it stayed on Lan Lingxiao's palm.

The butterfly flapped its wings, making Lan Ling smile and think of the scene of the man's white veil fluttering lightly in the night.

- To live for the teacher is a sin.

Lan Lingxiao's expression was a little dazed, he stretched out his other hand, and just when he wanted to touch the white butterfly, the butterfly suddenly flew away.

He was stunned for a moment, a slightly bitter smile on the corner of his lips, and walked towards the depths of Lingyun Mountain.

- Master, if you want to die, the disciple knows that he has no qualifications to stop him, you say that you don't like to be lonely, and after you die, the disciple will guard your grave and accompany you in front of the monument every day.

- You, why bother.

- Master, fortune tellers can't calculate themselves, you even count your own life, why don't you want to calculate my heart for you.

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To the west of the sunset, the orange-red sunset sparkles over the sea level, like fine silk in a dye vat.

Some disciples returned to the lounge to cultivate, while others had no intention of cultivating, lying on the railing, looking at the distant horizon, imagining their unknown future.

Yin Wushuang and Jun Shangxie were alone in the same room, and the two of them sat at the table by the window, with a chess game in the middle.

Yin Wushuang held the white zi in his hand, gently placed it on the chessboard, and asked, "Can you tell me specifically, what do you mean by the limitations of this space and the unbearable power of this space?" ”

went to the Northern Alliance, and against the God of War Lord, Yin Wushuang knew about the space limitation.

And when he was fighting against the others, Yin Wushuang witnessed the scene of the end and the space that was about to be shattered.

Jun Shangyi picked up the black man, landed next to Bai Zi, looked up at Yin Wushuang, and said in a low and pleasant tone: "For example, the entire planet is a balloon, and the power of all different systems is the qi that blows into it.

The air blown in is small, and it is within the tolerance range of the balloon, so there will be no damage to the balloon.

But if there is too much air blown in, the balloon will not be able to withstand it and will explode.

This balloon, this planet, is not infinite. Crossing this limit is self-defeating. ”

The evil words of the monarch made Yin Wushuang's phoenix eyes flash slightly: "The seven masters are already at the peak of the tribulation, and the cultivation of the god lord is not low, the reason why they can't break through is ......"

"Space limits are space rules. Where we are, we are not allowed to have the power to surpass the peak of the Transitional Tribulation, and we are not allowed to surpass the power of the Northern Alliance Divine Lord. Yuqing and others forcibly defended the sky and summoned that monster with all their spiritual power and half of Shouyuan, which was a big taboo, and the power of that monster made the entire planet unbearable, which led to the apocalypse. ”

After Yin Wushuang finished speaking, the king explained.

"Then your cultivation is ......," Yin Wushuang twisted his eyebrows.

When fighting against the monsters summoned by Yuqing and others, Jun Shangyi had a counterattack, and before his moves were completely out, there were even more cracks in the space.

Mo Baobao told her to stop the evil of the king from making a move, otherwise the space would be destroyed faster.

Does this mean that the cultivation of the monarch has exceeded the limit of this space, and only for the sake of the rules, he has to suppress part of his strength?

She seems to be ...... I can never guess the cultivation of the king's evil.