When the Yi and Xuan Cheng's people fought together, Shangguan Jifeng did not fight hard like Cheng Yi and others, but shook his body and rushed towards the Dark Light Gate at the river beach while he was unprepared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Stop him, quick!"

Yikong repelled Cheng Yi in front of him with a staff blow, making the people of the Houchong clan yell, and the two Yi men immediately ran to Shangguan Monsoon, but Shangguan Ji Feng is not an ordinary small character, and ordinary Yi people really can't stop it.

I saw Shangguan Jifeng holding a short sword, two white lights, these two resolute men fell directly, and blood lines immediately broke out all over their bodies, seeing that the dark light gate was a few steps away, Shangguan Ji Feng accelerated violently, and rushed over with an arrow, and then the figure disappeared behind the dark light gate.

Yi Xiaochen touched the copper tripod with his soul hand, and let the remnants of the copper tripod's desire and evil accumulated for many years invade him.

In the realm of the soul and soul, the vast mist could not see the edge, and the ethereal soul of the soul splitter followed closely behind him, here, there was no boundary, there was no boundary, everything was like an abyss, making people empty, suddenly, the fog in front of him dissipated a straight road, Yi Xiaochen walked forward along this road, it seemed to be very far, but it didn't go far to the end.

The Soul Breaker was even more oppressed by this endless sense of nothingness, completely devoid of its own rampant and greed.

"You're here!"

A word came, like a stone splashing into the water and causing ripples, Yi Xiaochen's eyes searched, in the depths of this fog, there was a figure, he was like a virtual soul, these fogs were almost part of his body.

"Who are you?"

Yi Xiaochen said vigilantly, unconsciously, he had secretly gathered his strength, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't use any strength.

"Don't bother, you don't have any soul breath power here!" The figure laughed, and the seemingly long distance was already in front of Yi Xiaochen after a moment, looking up, although this person was close at hand, but no matter how he looked, Yi Xiaochen couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I? yes, who am I, I want to know too! Saying these rootless words, Yi Xiaochen was at a loss, and after a while, the figure laughed like a mirror: "I am Yi Feng... No, I should say that I am a part of Yifeng, a part of his Yin Phase! ”

"Yifeng?" Yi Xiaochen whispered to himself, and as the aura crossed his soul consciousness, Yi Xiaochen suddenly reacted, the person in front of him was the ancestor of the Yi family, the middle-aged and old man who appeared in the void realm in the depths of his soul.

"You... You... How can it be? Yi Xiaochen couldn't believe that the ancestors of hundreds of years ago were here, but Yi Feng knew very well why he was here, Yin and Yang penetrated, Yin and Yang separated, Yin sank to the ground, Yang was frivolous and ascended to heaven, life and death are interdependent, but they can never intersect, he is a wisp of Yi Feng's remnant soul, and he doesn't know why Yi has come to this point.

"Yi Xiaochen, come, come with me!"

Yi Feng opened his mouth indifferently, the void soul drifted in the mist like the wind, Yi Xiaochen slowly followed behind, and after about a breath, they came to a vast area, which was bright and white, spotless, and it was estimated that the Heavenly Mansion was nothing more than that.

"Where is this?"

Yi Xiaochen asked Yi Feng, and Yi Feng laughed in a low voice: "Where do you think this is?" ”

"The juniors don't know!" Suddenly, Yi Xiaochen remembered Yin Lin Duoya, who was destined for a crisis, and immediately said: "Ancestors, the younger generations have a crisis that needs..."

As a result, Yi Feng waved his hand slightly: "There is a definite fate, those who should leave will not stay, and no one can take them away, Yi Xiaochen, you haven't answered the old man's words yet!" ”

"The juniors don't know!"

"I don't know..."Yi Feng shook his head, his tone was full of sadness: "I don't know, the Yi clan in the past didn't know anything about the path like you, but the more they knew, the closer they got to sin!" ”

Yi Feng waved his hand, and the surrounding fog swept away like a spring breeze and willows, and then Yi Xiaochen felt countless cold remnant soul desires appear in this vast and empty area, and the feeling made him tremble, and he didn't know what to do at all.

"This is actually the origin of the Yin Phase Realm, and it is also the end of the Dead Grid!"

Hearing this, Yi Xiaochen stood stunned, looking at the empty area in front of him without any spiritual breath, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't have imagined that this was the realm of the root of Yi's yin and yang, in fact, the yin phase is the realm of yin and breath, residual thoughts, desire, greed, all the filthy power and obsession are its components, why is there nothing here, if it weren't for Yi Feng to blow away the surrounding fog, there would be no cold breath here at all.

"That's right, the Yin Realm, the symbol of evil, the end of the evil path, but who has ever thought that life comes from death, death to life, whether it is life or death, it is empty and lonely, Yi Xiaochen, have you thought about it?"

"The fate of the juniors is bumpy, I don't know this!"

"No, you should know that you are the Divine Chosen Destiny Wheel Guide, otherwise why would you be able to come here?" Yi Feng continued to ask, and this step-by-step pressure made Yi Xiaochen have no way out.

"Yi Xiaochen, remember, Yi's fate is actually not so dark, and even the path is not so unbearable, what is really unbearable is us laymen, those of us who have been stained with desire and greed since the moment we were born."

When the words fell, Yi Feng's void soul dissipated, and the fog in front of him also passed, and Yi Xiaochen, who was in a daze, saw that this vast and vast area of the void began to change as if guided by some force, and then, a huge white fog mirror appeared in front of him.

Yi Xiaochen reached out to touch it, but found that there was nothing, but the white fog mirror really existed, after a short period of sinking, the mirror surface of the white fog mirror began to rotate, and then the fog dispersed, leaking out a picture like water waves, in the picture, Yin Lin Duoya's appearance changed, she faded the Yin clothes, and was busy in an ordinary coat, it seemed that it should be many years later.

"She can't die, she won't die..."

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaochen's heart gradually calmed down, this white fog mirror is like a record of death, whether it is entangled by Yi's fate and enters the death realm, it will appear here.

After Yin Lin Duoya disappeared, it was Yi Ji Yu, in the picture, she was dressed in plain clothes, standing in the mountains and forests, in front of her, the huge tomb looked very desolate and lonely, on the huge stone tablet, the four words of the wind system made Yi Xiaochen's heart cold, could this picture say that Yi Kong died.

Later, the pictures of Pumi, Ao Tiancheng, and Yi Zhentian flashed one by one, but most of them were sad, but what puzzled Yi Xiaochen was that he had no impression of the woman who appeared at the end, in the picture, the woman stood with her back to each other, looking at the sunset in a daze, and in her hand, a crystal clear flute was lying quietly on the fence, but this picture passed quickly, until the white fog mirror collapsed, and Yi Xiaochen did not see himself.