Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt that in the Ziyan Void, the Yan Yan in the bloody clothes had already grasped the Mingxin Mirror.

Her immature face has an extremely manic and distorted meaning, and when she holds the mirror, the whole mirror looks extremely strange.

She was about to descend in the ancient city of Heaven Sacrifice in the abyss of despair!

Zhou Yan felt an inexplicable terror, he wanted to take back the Mingxin Mirror from Yan Yan's hand and save his mother, but he found that he couldn't control Yan Yan, and he couldn't even touch it.

"Yan'er, my mother is incompetent, but seeing you grow so big and have such a talent, my mother has no regrets. It's just that after suffering my son, I still became someone else's pawn. ”

Li Yunjin said, tears fell, but she suddenly turned around, grabbed Zhou Wangchen, and immediately flew out, actually wanting to escape. No one knows what's going on. But the next moment, Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly widened. Because between heaven and earth, a pair of huge bloody eyes descended, and then, the countenance of these eyes also appeared. Then, there is the body...... This is an enlarged version of Yan Yan, standing up to the sky, the huge little girl Yan Yan She is still a child, but she has a huge body that covers the sky, just like a small Yan Yan has been magnified ten million times, extremely terrifying.

"Dare to snatch my mirror, die!"

The mirror, like the most murderous weapon, shines out, the void is shattered, and the ancient city decays!

Then, a finger poked down again, and the qiē here suddenly collapsed and turned into ruins.

The ancient city of Sacrifice to Heaven has collapsed, and the huge power of destruction has caused many monks here to be wiped out.

Ji Tianxu died, Zhou Yuntian died, and almost all the foreign monks beside Qianxi died.

This move, even if the woman in white with a broken arm wanted to block it, she couldn't do anything, but her face changed greatly, and her eyes without pupils showed a shocked look.

This is an invincible move, no one can stop it, and it is hundreds of millions of times more terrifying than Zhou Yan's fist intent.

Liyunjin is gone, Zhou Wangchen is gone, the hateless spirit is gone, and Xiao Zhan is gone.

I don't know if I died or fled.

But at that moment, Zhou Yan felt the suffocating pain in his heart, as if he had slashed himself with a sword and broken a piece of his own soul, and he convulsed in pain.

At this moment, he didn't know what was going on, or what kind of terrible thing it was! Did his daughter Yan Yan kill his mother, father, and those relatives?

Zhou Yan's soul trembled, and he didn't dare to think about it.

"What are you doing here, what are you doing alive, you don't stay and run out to do something, I have never treated you badly, you want to do this to me!" Zhou Yan roared angrily, hate, but not hate. He was almost exhausted, and his eyes were full of madness. The guardian in his heart was shattered. It was like the shackles had been broken, and he found that the qiē he insisted on was meaningless, and there was no point in setting up the overall situation or setting up a situation.

Because in the end, even if he succeeds, he will lose a qiē.

Yan Yan killed with one move, destroying the world and turning most of the existing places into nothingness, shocking all the people who were still alive.

The ancient city of worshipping the sky was once again pierced by a finger and turned into ruins. The Endless Monk died a tragic death. At this time, only a small half are still alive. Yan Yan's eyes were crazy and restrained, but he did not turn into a little girl, but only turned into a drop of blood and fell from the sky.

Crystalline and vivid drops of blood suddenly fell on the top of Zhou Yan's head and penetrated through his head.

Then, that terrifying aura disappeared.

Purple Flame Void.

Zhou Yan's body was already numb.

He stayed by Ziyan's side.

For the first time, he looked at Zi Yan's gaze, which became extremely complicated.

Zi Yan fluctuated, and Yan Yan's body appeared from inside, becoming ignorant and dirty again, and his face was also dusty and muddy. The bright red padded jacket was also tattered at this time. She looked around blankly, and then, she saw Zhou Yan, and there was a joy like wisdom in her eyes.

But Zhou Yan just stared at her coldly, his eyes cold and ruthless.

"Father...... Yan Yan remembered...... Queen Mother, Mirror ......"

"Get out!"

Zhou Yan couldn't suppress his anger, all the qiē were ruined, the plan, the bureau, was all ruined by this finger, a light.

Relatives, friends, and I don't know how many people died.

The most important thing is that he has just understood all the sufferings of his mother, and understood the loneliness and sorrow of his father, and his father and mother may ...... It's fallen.

And the person who shot it was Yan Yan, a baby daughter he doted on.

In the world, there is always too much helplessness, and it is such pain to live.

Then, it is happy to settle down, to be someone else's furnace, to be an ordinary person.

Yan Yan stood in place, tears couldn't help but flow out of her big eyes, but she held back and didn't cry.

She stood there blankly, looking at Zhou Yan in confusion.

After a long time, she turned around lonely and walked into the purple flame.

Ziyan suddenly went out.

The lotus flower, too, is gone.

Yan Yan left, went to the unknown world, and the door of the weak space on that side was closed. It's like, this door will never open again. Zhou Yan's heart twitched, but he didn't look at it again. Now, he feels that the world is too scary. Since you can't afford it, don't afford it anymore. Yao said a long time ago that this world is not as important as he thinks, and the things he cares about are not so important. The more you care, the more you have to lose. Zhou Yan stared at the extinguished Ziyan, and suddenly smiled, laughing extremely self-deprecatingly, extremely sad, and extremely sad.

"My father loves you and loves you, and now he scolds you, and you close this door, and you don't see your father anymore, you care about your father, and your father cares about your father and mother, but you can go crazy to this point, and you are crazy!

Yes, in terms of choice, I chose to protect my mother, and gave up the pain of saving you, but you will not fall for the time being, and my mother, after losing this thing, will not be able to live!

"Now, because of one sentence, have you given up a qiē, will you give up the hard work that my father and I have done for you," Zhou Yan roared angrily. His voice reverberated back and forth in the Purple Flame Void. "Father, Yan Yan just doesn't want to leave this door and hurt his father again.

If he had a choice, Yan Yan would rather choose not to be born than let his father suffer

"Father, Yan Yan remembered a lot of things, but he forgot more things. Yan Yan is not a good daughter, and she has always made you and the queen mother extremely miserable, so ......"

In the void, there was a scorching voice, much more mature, but still childish.

She is still the lonely and helpless little girl, but she has a lot of maturity that does not belong to her.

Zhou Yan's heart couldn't help but hurt, Yan Yan's words made him think of the baby in Feng Lingqing's belly who had not yet been born and chose to commit suicide.

He couldn't help but smile a little sadly, and said to himself: "Yes, when I am Zhou Yan's daughter, is it such a pain, then what descendants do I need Zhou Yan!"

"Father, Yan Yan never regrets it, and he feels that he is the happiest daughter in the world, but he blames Yan Yan for his hard life and suppresses the growth of his parents......

Father, that bureau has been broken, so you don't have to worry about anything anymore. If there is anything that Father wants to do, he will do it. ”

The voice of Yan Yan is gone.

Zhou Yan was still in a daze in the Purple Flame Void.

By this time, he had already understood that even if he didn't scold Yan Yan, Yan Yan would leave.

But Yan Yan was about to leave, and he scolded her, scolding so badly.

At this moment, this kind of contradiction and pain made him finally understand the pain of his father Zhou Wangchen.

Sometimes, drinking is not numbness and escape, but a kind of self-torture.

In the midst of torment, self-punishment, self-anesthesia.

Zhou Yan did not condense the split body anymore, but drank it in one sip, but he couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart.

Outside.

Standing in the void, he silently looked at the surviving Gongcheng Butterfly Dance, Zhou Taiting and the others, and laughed miserably: "Now, you should all be satisfied! Okay, you don't want me to condense the sword soul, you all want me to be a waste, damn bastard!"

But I, Zhou Yan, am not a waste! It's not that I can't condense the sword soul! I, Zhou Yan, have thousands of ways to condense the sword soul, and each of them can be successful!" Zhou Yan smiled, laughing sadly. The ancient city of sacrificing heaven was broken, collapsed, the Mandate of Heaven plan was aborted, and the woman with the broken arm could only sigh except for helplessness.

Zhou Yuntian died, and when that finger came down, he was affected, and the ashes that could be seen in everyone's eyes were wiped out.

Ji Tianxu also died, and he was also affected and died, not even a trace of ashes remained.

When they died, their eyes were calm, as if they were relieved.

This is also the reason why Yan Yan's statement has been broken.

In the ancient city of Sacrificial Heaven, the Blood Water Lake has dried up, revealing its prototype, like a road to the Yellow Spring, where the spring water of the Yellow Spring floats. The blood was turned into a spring and flowed again. The Heavenly Mandate Tea Tree, completely withered and decayed, turned into wisps of life, and returned to the bodies of those dry bones.

The dry bones were like rotten wood, and the corpses of dead monks were dissolved.

These corpses, reconstituted, are no longer just dry bones, but are piled up, like peaceful slumber rather than dead.

But even though the corpses are intact, their souls are already dead.

"Failed. In the void, Jia Yongheng was the first to sigh.

"Thousands of years of planning, failed. But this plan should not be stored at all. Qianxi muttered to herself, and at this point she seemed to finally understand something.

"All of them can temporarily retreat from the Burial Sword Ancestor Star, and in this way, they have not let the reincarnation of Jiuyuan come, so it seems that they can't interfere. Elder Spirit sighed in embarrassment

"Yes, it failed, all of you who are still alive here can live. ”

The one-armed woman in white also said helpless but heavy words at this time.

Beside her, the man in colorful clothes sighed, turned into a streamer, and was about to fly out first, but he didn't even intend to care if Zhou Yan wanted to condense the sword soul.

"Did I say let you go, see if I condense the sword soul before leaving!"

Zhou Yan's voice was indifferent and ruthless, but it revealed a sense of absoluteness.

It was as if whoever did not listen to him would be destroyed.

The man in colorful clothes was shocked, he looked at Zhou Yan a little inexplicably, and then, after meeting Zhou Yan's gaze, his gaze shrank, and finally stopped. He didn't dare to bet that Zhou Yan could destroy him with one punch.

"Go. ”

In the void, there was an inexplicable flicker, and a Zhou Yan flew in during the day and suddenly appeared. He said to the other Zhou Yan. At this scene, everyone was dumbfounded. That Zhou Yan nodded, and directly began to condense the sword soul. Heaven and earth rolled, ruining the momentum of miè, appeared. The twelve sword spirits condensed the soul phantom, which was extremely terrifying, and the breath shook the heavens and the earth, and it seemed that even the ancient gods were awakened.

Between heaven and earth, a ruined light appeared, and it was killed in one fell swoop, as fast as lightning, and instantly killed the condensed sword soul.

The split body was almost instantly wiped out, the endless energy shattered, and the twelve sword spirits were directly beaten into powder. Everyone looked stupid. But Zhou Yan, who was standing in the void with his hands on his back, was intact and had not changed in any way.

"The Art of Immortal Rebirth!"

A terrifying energy blessed the split.

The splitting body instantly recovers to its peak!

"Condense the sword soul!"

This time, not all of them were condensed, only a Canglong Sword Soul was condensed.

But still at the moment of condensation, there was a black light, carrying the power of destruction, killing outside during the day. One blow, all ruined. This time, the split body was directly destroyed and turned into powder. Seeing this scene, even Hou Ling'er and others changed their hearts.

"Go!"

Zhou Yan was unmoved, the void shook, and another Zhou Yan flew out.

It's exactly the same as the Splinter, hardly any difference.

No one knows why Zhou Yan has so many 'virtual bodies'.

At this moment, everyone was suddenly extremely frightened.

Even the man in colorful clothes suddenly laughed miserably: "Zhou Yan, you are so powerful! We designed a big game, in a vain attempt to trigger the reincarnation of Jiuyuan to come ahead of schedule and seize the ancient fate of heaven and earth, but in the end, we found that we couldn't even touch a trace of your true information."

You broke the rules, and you actually condensed countless void bodies first, and let the void body condense the sword soul! You are really this world, no, you are the only one-day genius in the entire universe! But no matter how many void bodies you have, after all, it is not the ontological condensation, and you still can't condense the sword soul-"

His words spoke, and the next moment, Yang Qingtan's body suddenly exploded, and Zhou Yan killed Yang Qingtan directly with a sword, and pumped his soul!

This scene made everyone tremble, especially Zhou Xian, who was beside Yang Qingtan, and his face was also a little shocked at this time.

"Zhou Yan, my heart has long since died, and I have no regrets about becoming your furnace. Live well and change this ant-like sinister world. ”

Yang Qingtan was killed by Zhou Yan with one blow, but he still left such words.

It turned out that he also knew about this game, and he had already had the will to die.

But Zhou Yan doesn't feel a pity, if the situation is not broken today, he will be devoured by Yang Qingtan and accused Yang Qingtan of taking him away.

Therefore, after extracting Yang Qingtan's soul, he had no worries, refined it on the spot, derived a split body, and directly fused it with the split body that was fought again. This time, it is still the condensation of the Canglong Sword Soul, and this time, there is still a light to kill. But this time, Zhou Yan punched. With one punch, a piece of heaven and earth collapsed and pierced the world. The first sword soul is done. Between heaven and earth, black snowflakes fell, and the calm of the abyss of despair seemed to be truly broken.

Subsequently, Zhou Yan performed the technique of immortal rebirth again, and successively condensed the three sword souls of the White Tiger Sword Soul and the Goshawk Sword Soul, which stopped temporarily.

After that, the two sword souls, between heaven and earth, there was no law coming, and there was no destruction of the light of miè to kill, as if it was tacitly acquiesced, and it was like being broken by that punch.

Zhou Yan stood in place, his realm had already stepped into the realm of the sword soul, and he was still in the early stage of the sword soul, but now, he was much stronger than Ji Tianxu. No one dares to ignore his existence anymore. It's just that no one knows how miserable it is to condense the sword soul three times in a row and lose the origin of Zhou Yan's body.

After slashing himself with three swords, his soul can be shattered almost at any time, but what he shows to others is extremely strong.

Not only that, but with a punch of powerful condensation fist intent, his ondral vitality was worn out to the limit, and it would explode at any time.

"I'm tired and tired. The sword soul was condensed, but I gave up on myself. ”

Zhou Yan's condensed sword soul split, and suddenly said at this time.

Then, his splinter body, with all eyes on it, took out a sword and slashed directly at himself.

"You're satisfied."

Zhou Yan smiled, and the sword spirit in the split body exploded violently at this time. But this explosion, which did not hurt anyone, was not self-destructive. Instead, in front of everyone, he abolished the condensed sword soul and made himself irreversible.

"After that, all of us will no longer have anything to do with each other. The next time I see it, or, it's the enemy of life and death. ”

"I know that some of you will not give me a chance to condense the sword soul, even if it has been successful, and will not give me a breather to let the 'virtual body' complete the soul exchange with the main body. I didn't want to see that scene, so I took matters into my own hands and ruined myself.

"I just want to tell you that I, Zhou Yan, want to condense the sword soul, no one can stop it, or no one can stop it. ”

"The shackles of the abyss of despair have been broken, and when you go out, you will still carry memories and remember what happened like this. ”

"In the future, don't disturb my life, even if I walk the world alone, even if I leave a permanent scar of the Heavenly Dao, and there is no progress in my life, don't disturb me. Maybe my combat power has decreased a lot, but I will not be suppressed too much by the realm, and killing most of you is still as easy as slaughtering a dog. ”

"Life, this life, is really boring. Sure enough, something was lost, and I realized that it wasn't really that important to me. ”

"I'm really relaxed now, I'm not worried. ”

Zhou Yan smiled, his smile a little sad.

His body looked very old, his whole body had been stained with blood, and those splits were lost. But no one dared to stop him. Everyone looked at him silently, watching him walk away step by step. (To be continued.)