One was purple, the sky and the earth were the same color, dark as hell, and the other was the normal area where they were, and the contrast was so stark.

"Mom, it really doesn't look like a good thing, we, let's keep running. Nian Yubai finally gasped for breath.

The days when he was stuck in the snow world were really the weakest and incompetent time he could remember, and he was gasping like a dog even to escape for his life, and Zhen Nima couldn't be more depressed.

"Do you feel a familiar breath...... Mo Feng also looked at the purple world from afar.

"You mean?" Nian Yubai, who was carried by Jing Yue and ran wildly, couldn't help but be stunned.

Mo Feng didn't speak, but Zi Chenruo said softly: "That cold breath, the mysterious power related to the Yin God." ”

Nian Yubai said with a bitter face: "Can we run faster again?" ”

Jing Yue, who was dragging him away, said expressionlessly: "You can do it yourself." ”

"Oh Brother Jing, oh no, Uncle Jing, I have something to say, although we didn't know each other very well before, but we have been through hardships together, and we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms, right?

When he said this, Jing Yue really wanted to let go.

Is this guy's nerves iron, and he is still in the mood to joke at this time, this kind of psychological quality Jing Yue is simply breathtaking.

The approaching purple line is getting closer and closer, and at some point it is only a hundred meters away, so close that it seems that it will catch up in the next breath.

In front of the mountains and forests, there was a dense blockade of the Soul Clan, and behind him was a purple world surging like a sea tide.

The people who are between the two lines have finally reached the most dangerous moment.

The Soul Clansmen in the mountains and forests shouted and rushed to kill, and countless purple figures, tall or short, fat or thin, drifted and flickered in front of them, almost dazzling their eyes.

If Zichen popped out of that purple ring-shaped soul array, the purple intent that diffused seemed to be connected with the deadly purple line behind him, but the color of the former was much lighter, and it looked even more immortal.

"Buzz!"

The purple rings were like heartbeats and drums, one by one, and in each flicker, a circle of purple ripples spread out, shattering those soul-shattering people who were not afraid of death into a purple rain in the sky.

In the falling purple rain, Mo Feng and a few people rushed forward desperately, only to feel that there was purple as far as the eye could see.

Purple shatters, purple ripples, purple figures, and a dark purple world with only fifty meters left behind them.

Endless purple light, endless enemies.

It's just, how can you die here, how can you die here?!

Mo Feng didn't know how many soul refining talismans he had thrown out, and he even felt that he had been using this soul technique for a long time, and he always felt that it had become a little different, because tens of thousands of times he had been cast non-stop, even if he was stupid, he should have come into contact with some essence.

It is said that in ancient times, there were only four types of spiritual skills, namely talismans, seals, spells, and spells.

The master of the charm kills, the seal master controls, the technique is all-encompassing, mostly for auxiliary purposes, the spell is the most mysterious, vicious and evil.

Countless times of condensing the soul refining rune, Mo Feng was already familiar with his instinct, and almost as soon as his mind moved, a piece of soul refining rune flashed, as if as long as the soul power was enough, there was no need to worry about the condensation speed.

This ancient soul technique, in his eyes, seemed to have no secrets to speak of, and every line of the soul refining talisman was clearly engraved in his mind.

Refining the soul and refining the soul, everything can be refined, and nothing cannot be refined.

A large group of Soul Brakes appeared in front of them, and they chose the timing very skillfully, just in time for the cooldown time when the purple ring was finished.

Want to pick up a bargain?

As if looking for death, Mo Feng rushed straight towards them.

Before these Soul Brakes could summon the strange power of the Yin God, a warm white light swept by, freezing them in place.

"Snort!"

As if the ice melted, more than a dozen purple figures vaporized in an instant, and they didn't see until they died that the deadly white light was actually a combination of countless runes.

Countless soul refining talismans, connected from end to end, endless.

Even Zichen Ruo didn't expect that this ancient soul technique that she casually handed over to Mo Feng at that time could be used by him to such an extent, and even she herself felt a little strange.

With a flick of her fingers, the purple ring shook again, and finally swept the front into a blank space.

A brief blank.

"Let's go!" Mo Feng didn't look back, and said in a deep voice.

The silent purple line had already touched ten meters behind them, and even without looking back, they could feel a purple light like a vast sea.

Life and death are the fine line.

I don't know if the next second, the next second, will the purple light that is close at hand cover it?

The noise and screams in front of him, and the silence and emptiness behind him, seemed to be divided into two worlds.

And they are struggling between two worlds.

Of course, the Soul Brake Clan would not kill them directly, but as a sacrifice to the gods, isn't it the same to die early and die late?

Whether it was touched by the purple light behind him or stopped by the Soul Clansman in front of him, it meant that all hope was cut off.

They can't stop, not for a moment.

It's fast, it's fast, as long as you break through this mountain forest, you can jump out of the blockade line of the Soul Brake Clan, and you can escape the pressure of the purple line behind you.

And ahead, there are no more soul clansmen left.

But at the last moment, a faint purple shadow appeared silently between the two ancient trees, without any domineering arrogance, without any external pressure, but Mo Feng's mind suddenly sank.

The dwarf purple shadow that was unwieldy stood silently in front of them, as if all hope was hidden behind them, leaving only a desperate dead silence.

He raised his hand slightly, and with a slight swing like a fly, the purple ring floating in the air screamed and fell to the ground violently, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the originally delicate bracelet in an instant.

"When we meet for the first time, I am Yika of the Soul Clan, and I welcome a few distinguished guests from afar. ”

The dwarf purple shadow spoke hoarsely, like an old man about to decay.

The four of them shot together, Mo Feng's soul refining talisman, Zi Chenruo's purple qi beam, Nian Yubai's soul skill ink marks, and Jing Yue's short sword piercing, all of them fell on the dwarf purple shadow in an instant.

It stands to reason that even a soul master at the peak of the spirit division may not be able to die anymore, because he just stood in place, without defense, let alone dodging.

After the dust settled, the purple shadow only flickered slightly, like ripples in a peaceful lake, but other than that, he was actually intact, and he didn't even have the process of exploding and condensing.

Could it be that he is a soul master who is even stronger than the phantom god powerhouses of the same realm?

The purple thread, almost already stuck behind the four.

Even if there is an invincible enemy standing in front of them, they have no choice but to rush forward.

Mo Feng used his soul power to hit the jade bottle in the soul sea, but at this time, the bottle that was not working at this time just struck today, it refused to move, and Mo Feng couldn't do anything about it.

Soul Clan's Yika just quietly looked at the four young men rushing over, obviously his face was blurry and he didn't have eyes at all, but Mo Feng felt extremely clearly that a gaze fell on his face.

So his world was frozen here, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not recover from this static state.

After all, it can only ...... Waiting to die?

When he lay on the cold experimental table and closed his eyes, he didn't feel too unwilling, but at this moment, even if he picked up cheap and lived for a few more years, he was still unwilling to die here like this!

Because this time, he is not alone.

Before Mo Feng could resolutely transport all his soul power to anger the white jade bottle in the soul sea, a faint voice sounded softly in his ears: "Mo Feng ...... I can't say if I like you or not, but please live well. ”

Gotta be, live.

In the line of sight, the girl dressed in purple was covered by endless purple light, and she couldn't tell whether she had spread out by herself or was impregnated by the purple thread behind her.

Like, I can't tell whether her tranquil look is calm or helpless after despair.

It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in his mind, and all of Mo Feng's thoughts became blank.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop her, but under the suppression of the Soul Brake Clan's Yika, he couldn't move at all.

Why...... Did you come to this world from that magnificent palace to die here at this moment?

The girl melted into the endless purple light, and Mo Feng's vision was only a monotonous piece of purple.

Zi Chenruo closed her eyes, and the translucent purple soul shadow in the depths of the soul sea bloomed with immeasurable divine light, rendering it in the real world through her soul sea.

Mo Feng used to wonder why the purple dust of the Spirit Realm had a soul shadow that only a soul master could have.

Just because she's ...... Innate Spiritual Realm.

However, this kind of spirit transformation realm is not visible at all, unless she relies on her own efforts to enter the spirit transformation from scratch, otherwise once the seal in the soul sea is opened in advance, she herself does not know what kind of terrible consequences it will be.

But it's too late, it's too late......

Purple air rushed into the sky, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

This is the supreme power of the Innate Spirit Realm, even if it is only for such a short moment, it is shorter than the bloom of the Luo Lang Flower.

Although she is also a very selfish person, if her own death can be exchanged for the life of her friends, it is better than everyone dying together.

It's really cowardly, and until death, I only dare to regard him as a friend.

Countless memory pictures flashed from her mind one by one, and she stretched out her hand to save something, but the gentle and smiling mother in her memory, and the pure white Luolang flowers blooming all over the mountains and fields in her memory, could no longer be kept.

Until the man who always stood like a mountain, majestic to the point of rigidity, was about to disappear from his mind.

Father...... I have never called you father, but in fact, no matter how much I hate you and alienate you, it turns out that deep down, after all, I will never lose that trace of concern and attachment.

It's a pity that the things you handed over to Chenruo can't be done anymore......

They're all gone, they're all gone......

It's time for me to go, although there are still so many regrets and so many thoughts, but things in the world are always so helpless.

At least, I have a clear conscience and I never regret it.

In the girl's hand, she clutched a rusty broken sword tightly, and even if she lost all consciousness, she did not let go.

It's like sticking to the last beauty in my heart.

......

The purple light covered the Yika of the Soul Clan, and also covered the entire world.

So the purple line close at hand behind him was still, and the people of the Soul Clansman who were hurrying around were also still, and the never-ending wind and snow between heaven and earth were also still, and even ...... Even Yika, who was so powerful that he was almost invincible in front of him, stood still.

It seems that in this still world, only Mo Feng and a few people are living alone.

Mo Feng, who had resumed his actions, hugged Zi Chenruo who fell from mid-air for the first time, and the girl did not have the slightest scar on her body, only her pretty face was so pale that it was distressing.

Her breathing and heartbeat were so normal, but her soul sea was empty.

If a person does not have a soul, what is the point of leaving this body alone?

She is no longer her.

The lotus heart of the Lianchun clan can resurrect the dead and prolong the life of the living for thousands of years, but what is the meaning to a person who has lost his soul?

Strangely, there was no heartache, no sorrow, no hysterical anger, only a vast emptiness, as if the colorful world was only the purest pale.

There was nothing left, nothing left seemed to be left with nothingness.

It's like ...... He didn't believe in what was happening in front of him at all.

Not to believe, she is dead.

How could it be? She is a genius who has ascended to the Soul Dividing Realm at the age of fourteen, and even the Sealed Domain may not have such an amazing and brilliant character, but she comes from an unknown and mysterious place, an existence above ten thousand people under one person, why...... Will you die here?

What shouldn't be, never should......

She's just tired, she's just asleep, and when she's slept enough, she'll wake up, right?

Mo Feng picked up the sleeping girl in a trance, looked up at the still world, and said softly, "Let's go." ”

Let's go, get out of here, the farther away the better.

Nian Yubai and the others wanted to speak and stopped, feeling that any words of comfort were too pale, and they didn't have any meaning.

People are gone, so what can we do with those words? Can I make her open her eyes again?

No more.

Mo Feng carried her on his back and galloped forward with all his strength, so fast that the surrounding scenery turned into a vague afterimage, as if only such a wanton run could fill his blank world.

This feeling, of course, is not love. A person like Mo Feng, who is so cautious and calm that he is almost cold-blooded, will never allow himself to fall into such an irrational state.

But just liking it was enough, enough for him not to want to lose her anyway.

Countless memories roll unconsciously in the blank mind, familiar and unfamiliar, far away and close.

Many years ago, a teenager returning from school looked up at the girl upstairs playing the piano, showing a gentle smile between friends. In the colorful light and shadow of dusk, the girl with a ponytail also smiled softly, and the little face was not beautiful, but it seemed to occupy his whole world.

At that time, he repeated a monotonous and unchanging life, naively believing that everything would never change.

Until the girl suddenly moved and disappeared into his world, and the room was replaced by another family, and the middle-aged woman who appeared on the balcony became a middle-aged woman drying clothes.

The favor and liking hidden in his heart ended up in nothing, and he didn't even dare to ask the girl's name.

He thought that if he didn't approach, the fragile beauty would always be maintained, but how could this changeable world and unpredictable fate be swayed by his will?

Just as it is close to this moment, carrying the purple dust that has been empty in the soul sea, as if time is still stagnant in that evening afternoon, a girl in purple clothes floats like a fairy, caressing the strings in the attic.