Somewhere beyond the mountain, there were several palaces arranged in a straight line, and in the very deep part of the magnificent palace there was a solemn and heavy pavilion, in which several candles flickered in a hazy blur, and the first one of them looked particularly gloomy, and finally gradually disappeared

These candles represent the flame of life, and the extinguishing of the candle flame means that a life has gone to the end of life and is forever lost in this world

After a long time, a faint sigh finally came from the attic

The wind gradually blew down a locust leaf, which drifted through the gap in the attic window, and happened to fall beside the extinguished candle, with a slight dampness of rain

It started to rain outside the attic, and the rain was dripping

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The drizzle in the gazebo still hasn't stopped, clean and poignant

The raindrops fell on the hot rocks in the mountains and forests, and white smoke came out of the hard and hot rocks, accompanied by the sound of sizzling the heat and coldness, gradually returning to the silence and coldness of the past

The raindrops fell between the streams, and countless boiling bubbles were beaten by the raindrops, cooled, and finally gradually calmed down and trickled

The rain was sent by the morning breeze to all parts of the town

The withered peach blossoms in the dilapidated courtyard, the little thatch left in the pavilion, the wild beasts fleeing in panic in the mountains, and all the things that had been scorched by the residual heat of the cyan fire

The rain became heavier and heavier, wetting Zhu Xiaoyu, who was standing in the rain, his soaked brocade robe clinging to the fat on his body, and the locks looked a little funny

Shen Li squatted in the gazebo, looking at the rain falling from the thatched gaps, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't know what he was thinking

When the rain came, the cyan divine fire in the pavilion was extinguished, and some were directly frozen into ice sculptures by the extremely cold breath in the rain

The cyan flames burned in the crystal ice, this picture looked extremely beautiful and mysterious, but the light of the Dao Law that tyrannically corroded each other showed everyone that in this seemingly beautiful ice sculpture, two opposing forces were doing an incredible battle

One is the blue fire from the top of a thousand mountains, which is rumored to burn everything in the world, and the other is the supreme drizzle of the old man who sacrifices himself to turn into rain, which contains infinite cultivation and the coldest breath

Heavenly fire and ice rain are doing the most dangerous struggle in the dilapidated pavilion, the two are the strongest forces in the world eroded and rolled in the narrow air, although there is no majestic and grandiose scene when Shen Li raised his fist to bombard the sky, but anyone who is in the field can feel what a terrifying fierce magnificence in the turmoil as if the space is broken

Gradually, the rain became heavier, and the cyan flames began to show signs of decay

The white clothes on the Taoist seemed to be whiter, and it was the scene when the rain was burned by the green fire and covered it with steam

The white silk hanging down the two cheeks of the Taoist had some ice cubes, which was the old man's extremely cold breath in the rain

The Daoist began to feel wet, and some tiny water droplets began to gather between his eyebrows, and the water droplets were condensed into frost, and each one looked extremely delicate

The Taoist looked at the white small tripod hanging in the air, feeling the increasingly cold temperature between the small tripods, and his eyes drooped slightly

The frost on the white-clothed small tripod was heavier, as thick as snow covering the mountains

The Taoist is motionless, like a cedar on a snow-capped mountain

It wasn't until the last rays of flame were extinguished in the rain that he moved, his fingertips running over a wisp of ice on his brow

The ice cube between the eyebrows immediately clicked and shattered, the fragments were sharp, and there were traces of blood flowing out of the Daoist's fingertips, each trace was like the most holy snow source on a thousand mountains, containing his most magnificent Dao meaning

The blood stained the white tripod, the ice on the tripod was broken, and the complex and obscure inscriptions began to light up, and this white tripod finally showed its truest face for the first time in the world

Bai Ding gradually expanded, and finally accommodated Shen Li and Xu Zi'an

It was a big array, and it was also a world

This world is the end of all the dirt in the world

In his eyes, Shen Li is the dirtiest dirt in the world, and the young man is also blinded by the night, and he wants to smelt them in the ding, forever accompanied by loneliness and fear

He frowned, and the frost that condensed between his brows broke in an instant

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Xu Zi'an felt a little wet on his face, as if there were drops of invisible rain falling on his face

The coolness in the rain is very comfortable and pleasant, like the waves floating on the lake, which makes him feel very kind and peaceful

It's like the feeling you feel when you first meet an old man

The feeling of inexplicable rise was strange, and he turned his head to look around

The suffocating flames and heat around him were all extinguished in the rain, and although there was no refreshing spring breeze in the mountains, the coolness of the air still made him feel very comfortable

The flames dispersed, but the scene after dispersing was different from what he imagined, he thought that after the flames dispersed, he would be able to see the pavilion and the town, but what met his eyes was an endless darkness, for some reason, he was very familiar with the darkness, but at this time, the darkness around him was different from the darkness he had experienced, because this darkness was filled with the infinite and divine breath of silence

According to the impetus of time, it should have dawn at this time, there should not be such a deep and silent darkness, Xu Zi'an looked around with wide eyes, looking extremely dazed

He couldn't tell where he was now, and the last scene in his mind was the scene of Shen Li raising his fist to the sky, and after that, it seemed that there was a fire around him, and then the darkness in front of him

He reached out and tried to remove the darkness in front of him like a cloud, but he had to give up on the idea because of the movement of his knife in both hands

One of the starting movements in this posture and that set of sword techniques was the most powerful knife he could master at this time, and he maintained it for a long time, but he never had the opportunity to make a sword, because this battle had surpassed the worldly battle realm from the very beginning, and the cultivators in this realm were no longer confined to the boundaries between the moves and exercises, but more about the understanding of the true meaning of the Great Dao and the mastery of the essence of heaven and earth

This is both a good thing and a bad thing for him

Having seen the vast ants of the gods, in addition to admiring the unimaginable power between the gods, there will also be a kind of awe from the deepest part of the heart, which can easily completely destroy the ants' infatuation for the scenery of the sky

But the ants that can still move forward in the face of this huge pressure and fear are the tough ants that are really likely to step on the clouds

He was very lost now, and the power to hunt a strong brown bear was like the two tentacles of an ant at this time, thin and slender looked ridiculous, which made him feel very weak, very humble, and very powerless at this time

He wanted to help Shen Li do something, but he really couldn't do anything

For the first time in his heart, he longed that he could become very strong, at least strong enough to protect the people he wanted to protect

Instead of being at a loss as now, you can only watch everything step by step towards the final tragedy and there is nothing you can do

Then he felt the cold rain dripping on his cheeks, and his heart became even more sad

At this moment, he suddenly felt a huge pain in his body, especially the strange heart, like a sharp knife, and every trace of flesh and blood in the heart seemed to be scorched by wisps of invisible flames, and this burning pain made his face extremely pale in an instant

This feeling was very mysterious, because he could feel that those cyan flames had been extinguished, so where did this pain come from?

He didn't know that this power was actually invisible at all, so he naturally couldn't see it

This white tripod is made by the Taoist according to the Thousand Mountains Divine Ding, there are all kinds of mysteries, you can judge the dirt in the world by yourself, and now Xu Zi'an is trapped in the white tripod, and his heart is judged by the Ding to be the dirtiest dirt in the world, so he refines his heart with traceless terrifying power

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There was no superfluous look on Shen Li's face

He is not a young and ignorant Xu Zi'an, he knows very well where he is, and he also knows very well how powerful this Baiding Great Array, although it is an imitation, is

What's more, this white tripod was originally refined by the Taoist himself, and in order to completely stimulate the power in the ding, the Taoist did not hesitate to urge it with his blood

Now that he is in the realm, he can still make the Taoist sacrifice Bai Ding, and he is actually quite proud to say it

But he didn't feel any pride at this time, because he didn't seem to do anything from the beginning to the end of this fight, and the only time he threw a punch was to borrow the power of the Pavilion Formation

Now, even if he dies, he doesn't forget to turn into a spring rain to help him extinguish the flames

Regarding Mo Shou's death, Shen Xianzhong actually didn't have any sense of remembrance and indebtedness, not even a ripple arose, he knew very well that Mo Shou came to die

Since we are here to die, we should have the consciousness of death

Besides, isn't death another kind of reunion?

It's just that I really don't want to get together with each other in this way

Tonight's battle is not a battle between life and death, because there is at least the possibility of a struggle option in a life and death battle, and this battle has no possibilities from the beginning, so it is just a battle of life and death

He knew that he would die tonight, but such a cold death was indeed not in keeping with his wild and debauched soul

Not to mention the generation of any visions of heaven and earth, what kind of glow and thousands of miles of light accompany, at least before death, it is good to have a pot of sake to accompany it, it is really not good, and it is okay to have turbid wine of three taels of silver

It's better than dying in this kind of rural and poor soil that no one sees

Especially dying in this boundless darkness

What's even more infuriating is that this darkness is still in the furnace of the white-clothed Taoist

Shen Li ignored the pain of a thousand cuts on his body's skin and got up gently

He will die without any accident

But he didn't want to die so coldly, it would make him feel like he was dying lonely, he hated loneliness, so he wanted to make some glorious scenes that would match his soul

For example, the morning glow is ten thousand miles

At this time, it should be dawn outside the ding, the morning glow should be brilliant, at least there should be no darkness

He hates the darkness, and he wants to cut it off

He walked in front of Xu Zi'an, and the young man still maintained the movement of holding the knife with both hands

It looks like a knife, but it's actually more like a knife

Offer the knife to its original owner

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The knife began to tremble in Xu Zi'an's hand as if it had spirituality, and it let out a crisp contending, as if it was a fierce divine beast that wanted to get out of the cage, and it was more like the sun, moon and stars that wanted to compete with heaven and earth

Shen Li stretched out his hand, his movements were lazy and slow, he took back the knife casually, and the way he held the knife looked a little jerky, like the first time he picked up a young man who was still in swaddling clothes

The bright long knife let out a clear sound that resounded through the darkness, and wisps of dazzling light burst out of the holy scene, just like the divine beast that came out of the cage, finally showing its sharpest fangs, and the sun, moon and stars that had been obscured by dark clouds for countless years finally began to bloom with the most brilliant brilliance

He hadn't touched the knife in a long time

So he's a little jerky

This knife has not returned to Shen Li's hand for a long time

Therefore, the majestic sword intent actually broke through the entire world

This knife is called the Seal Knife

The sealing knife in the sealing knife is light

(Shen Li picked up the knife, and inexplicably remembered a sentence Uncle Burn, this picture is very textured, and I have wandered in my mind many times, and I finally wrote it out)