On Yujing Mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the void is vast, and what shrouds is the boundless dead silence, only the standing figure has life in his eyes.

Suddenly, Mu Jun seemed to feel something, looked at the south, and sighed, for thousands of years.

"Of the six people in the past, after all, only one person remains, Himehara, with them below, I hope you can take them out of the road of Hades again. As for Jun, he still has to roll in this turbid world and find the ultimate ...... of his own way."

His eyes have no joy or sorrow, revealing a kind of profundity, a kind of detachment, as if he has penetrated the three worlds of gods, men and ghosts, and the six reincarnations, and sees people who are free from death and life clearly.

People in the world are afraid of death, which is what they fear, but death is so thorough in the eyes of Jun, it is not worthy of the slightest reverence. ”

Under the whispering, Mu Jun couldn't help but feel a trace of melancholy.

If a person is no longer afraid of death, and he no longer cares about his own life, death, honor and disgrace, then what else can he care about in this world, and what is the meaning of his life?

"Everyone in the world knows that they will die, but they are all trying to live, but they all know that life and death are meaningless to themselves, and the reason for living is only because it is not yet the last moment.

Death is the best and fairest gift that God has given to everyone, no matter what kind of person it is, poor or rich, low or noble, strong or weak, you can enjoy this gift, most people reject it, fear it, but must accept it, this is the greatest fairness and justice in the world. ”

"Everyone in the world thinks that justice and fairness have long ceased to exist in the world, but in the end, they will understand that God is always fair, righteous, no matter who they are, they can't escape their own end after all, this is the way of heaven. ”

"The difference between the strong and the weak is that the strong can calmly accept everything given by God and regard all difficulties as the most precious wealth, while the weak are afraid, so the strong are stronger and the weak are weaker, and the real strong are beyond life and death. ”

Glancing at the corner of reincarnation, in addition to life and death, Mu Jun saw that familiar face, and the other party also looked at him and showed him a smile.

Mu Jun knew that at this moment, as long as he was willing to stretch out his hand, he could fish out his spiritual consciousness from reincarnation and reshape his soul and body.

But he didn't, and he bowed to him for his final farewell.

"Both, former brothers, all send you on your last journey. Death is not the end, but a new beginning, I hope you can find the ultimate of your own way in another world. ”

Airplanes~~~!

A light tremor is the operation of reincarnation, the alternation of death and life.

Heaven and earth are still the same.

Looking at the sky, Mu Jun muttered: "See the true self above the six realms, and look at the ultimate outside of reincarnation." I don't know when Jun's final will come, maybe that day is the time for Jun's sublimation of self and glimpse the ultimate of the Tao, and we are all looking forward to it. ”

Chaowen said, Xi can die.

Life and death are just a practice, and many people practice for the sake of immortality, but they don't know that the ultimate goal of cultivation is to allow themselves to face everything that is destined calmly.

When a person is born, no one can be sure of his future fate, but everyone can be sure that he will die one day.

Life is the starting point of fate, death is the end of fate, and the reincarnation between life and death is the rhythm of fate.

I can't accept the death of myself and others, and I will never be able to see the true end.

"Many people can't bear the pain of losing their loved ones and loved ones, complain about the injustice of God, and try in vain to break everything they are destined to do and resurrect their relatives and friends through spiritual practice. As everyone knows, by doing so, they are challenging the greatest fairness of God.

Who has no relatives and friends, who has never lost them, and who is suffering all of them, why can anyone not bear it? Those who try to undermine this fairness are the greatest devils and bring real destruction to this world. ”

Talking to himself coldly, Mu Jun's eyes flashed with coldness.

He will not allow anyone to undermine this greatest fairness and justice, not even himself, which is unfair to all people throughout the ages.

Only by forgetting selfish desires can we step into the true pinnacle, and no one can trample on the right path in the world.

If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life.

......

Looking at the mountain wall standing in front of him, Hao Wuji's expression was cold, and his eyebrows were filled with a wave of anger, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Boom!"

He threw out a palm, and the behemoth energy enveloped the mountains in front of him, opening the mountains and splitting stones, shaking a radius of hundreds of miles, like destroying the world.

"Who dares to offend my old snow mountain!" Many killers in the old snow mountain flew out, and the killers in gold, silver and bronze masks surrounded them, and they were angry.

Looking at them, Hao Wuji smiled coldly: "This Confucian Sect Hao Wuji is only here today to destroy the Old Snow Mountain, are you ready to die?"

The vast coercion came out from all around him, covering the entire Old Snow Mountain, and many killers were frightened, unable to bear such a might, and retreated one after another.

At this time, a cold laugh came from the depths of the old snowy mountain.

"It turned out that the head of Confucianism was coming, and the crown was far away. In the old snow-capped mountain, Di Mian walked out of it and came to Hao Wuji with a humble attitude.

Hao Wuji glanced at him and said indifferently, "You are the Lord of the Old Snow Mountain?"

Di Mian said: "Exactly, I don't know why the head of heaven came over angrily and threatened to destroy my old snow mountain?"

Hao Wuji said coldly: "What did you do, don't you know?"

Di Mian thought about it, and hurriedly said: "Tianshou came because of the death of the Confucian Dizun, that's really sorry, although the blood dragon is nominally from my old snow mountain, but he has a perverse personality and does not obey discipline, and he is no longer controllable......"

"Don't say more, let the blood dragon come out and lead the death!" Hao Wuji snorted coldly, his eyes were full of killing intent, and his whole body shook the world for hundreds of miles, turning the wind and snow into water stains.

Di Mian was puzzled: "The blood dragon is not in the old snow mountain right now, please come back another day." ”

"Come back another day, is this kind of thing another day?" Hao Wuji sneered, his sleeves unfurled, "If the blood dragon is not there, then this seat will take you to blame today, up and down the old snow mountain, no one can escape, no one will be left!"

Di Mian's face sank: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for Your Excellency to do this, my old Snow Mountain is one of the nine tripods of the Winning Society, do you want to start a war with the entire Winning Society?"

Hao Wuji sneered: "When you killed Xian Xianshen, my Confucian sect had already started a war with you. If this seat is not mistaken, and you were present at the time, and since you are an accomplice, then accept your life!"

Unable to speak, Hao Wuji stretched out his palm, carrying the mighty Confucian holy qi, and pressed towards the crown.

"Presumptuous!" Di Mian was furious, and the true yuan of his body raged out, and the power of the great black sky hit the four fields, forming a huge black hole, and the surging vitality rushed forward.

Disheveled!

The thunderous sound of the collision shocked everyone present, and he saw the impact of the pure saint qi, invincible and unstoppable, and the big black sky was suddenly broken.

Burst!

Hit by the Holy Qi, Di Mian immediately vomited blood and retreated.

"Lord!" many killers from the old snowy mountain hurried to the rescue.

Hao Wuji's eyes lit up, and he said coldly: "If you want to save him, then let's go together, and this seat will solve you at once!"

"Don't be ashamed!" a golden-masked killer snorted coldly, stabbing at Hao Wuji with his sword.

"It's good!" Hao Wuji's face was contemptuous, his right hand was pinned behind his back, and his left hand was raised violently and grabbed forward.

Disheveled!

The strength of the attack, the killer sword blade was grabbed by Hao Wuji with the palm of his flesh, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

"How is this possible!" The killer was shocked, but when he saw Hao Wuji's palm lightly gripped, the huge energy suddenly shattered the sword.

The power of the behemoth struck, and the killer of the golden mask suddenly vomited blood and flew out, and Hao Wuji made up another palm in the air, and the other party immediately died of anger.

All this was only in an instant, and one of the top gold killers in the old snow mountain died under the hands of Hao Wuji.

With a flick of his robe, Hao Wuji's body was under great coercion, and he coldly photographed all the killers present: "Wait, who will fight with this seat!"

No one responded.

Di Mian shouted in the distance: "Let's go together, as long as we hold him, our reinforcements will arrive!"

Hearing this, many killers no longer hesitated, and besieged Hao Wuji together, and the cold murderous aura shrouded the void.

Hao Wuji was fearless, and shouted: "Drag this seat, you don't have this ability, atone for your past sins!"

The Spring and Autumn Holy Qi surged out, shrouding the void for several miles, and the brilliant brilliance covered all the killers, although they resisted with all their might, they were still invincible, and were repelled by the behemoth energy.

When the earth was rumbling, Hao Wuji's figure transformed, turning into a hundred thousands, and appeared in front of all the killers at the same time, and his palm fell.

Puffy Pong!!

Blood splattered, corpses and bones flew sideways, and hundreds of elite killers in the old snow mountain died at the same time, and none of them were spared.

Seeing this scene, Di Mian was frightened, and with the remaining killers, he hurriedly fled to the depths of the old snow mountain.

"Can you escape?" Hao Wuji snorted coldly, he was bloody, he no longer had the elegance and sacredness of the past, just like an immortal demon king, bringing the final chapter of destruction to the world.

Jumping into the Nine Heavens, Hao Wuji's body was swept by coercion, and the boundless holy qi poured out of the earth, and at the same time, Taihao Nine Heavens was running to the extreme, and the vast pressure made the entire mountain range shake.

"Not good!" Di Mian was horrified, and hurriedly opened the old snow mountain protection array.

But above the nine heavens, the vast and endless holy qi formed a shocking palm print, which was suddenly pressed down, and the palm prints, like a series of laws, intertwined the order of heaven and earth, and the incomparably grand pressure instantly shattered the entire old snow mountain.

When the pressure of death enveloped him, Di Mian was shocked, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered his senior brother.

"Is this retribution?" laughed miserably, his body shattered, and his soul scattered.

With a loud bang, the entire old snow-capped mountain was razed to the ground by a huge palm, and the world was in ruins for hundreds of miles, and the smoke and dust covered everything in the past and buried the past evils.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, who does the sky forgive?

Only before the death level will you know what is fair and what is just.

No matter how treacherous and monstrous you are, you will have endless scenery, lawlessness, and death, after all, the dust of history.

Above the sky, the annals of Hao Wuji's Spring and Autumn Period have fallen.

"On August 9 of the first year of the new enlightenment, one of the nine tripods of the Winning Conference died, and the old snow landslide. ”