Under the sunset, a person is gradually drifting away.

Walking in the desert, the heart of a thousand stars becomes more and more tranquil, and the atmosphere in the heart is infinitely high.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

The battle outside is still going on, and the parties they killed have been defeated and retreated, and until now, the Demon Saint has begun to lose the upper hand, and the situation is not good.

The killing is far, the killing is scattered, and there are more masters from all sides.

The Futian League was making trouble everywhere, but at this time, it helped the Butterfly Saint in some ways.

Many saints have fallen in this holy war, and many people have speculated that it may be time to come to an end, and both sides have almost vented.

If you continue to fight, you will really not be able to do good, and many parties will not dare to fight.

This has always been the case.

There is new news every day on the mainland, and there are many topics.

There are also a lot of sighs.

Yuan Qing and Nangong Yanran walked together, a little silent, they had already guessed that now Qianxing is also as they joked, it is difficult to know sooner or later. They believed that a thousand stars would spread their prestige all over the world, but they didn't expect it to be so famous so soon.

and to cover their departure.

"Yanran, I want to go back. Yuan Qing said, "I'm too bad to help anything, and I want to go see my brother, I don't believe ......."

"Okay, let's go back. Nangong Yanran said.

A lot of friends are in the past, but the distance is also far away, not so easy.

And most of the enemies left, and some still sent people to search nearby, mainly to search for the holy weapon of a thousand stars.

No matter what is going on outside, you can guess a long time ago that without strength, everything is useless.

A thousand stars walk all over the desert, far away from the world.

The mortal body, the road is under the feet.

For more than a month, he has not gone far, feeling the joys, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows of mortals, the hardships of life, and the stormy winds and sands.

He is a mortal body, and life and death are raging, and his life span is not much, and he may have an accident at any time, but in this ruthless nature, he can easily hold on, and he will not be hungry and thirsty in the desert like ordinary people.

At least he has a hundred-step killing artistic conception, and he has reached an extremely deep level, and he can easily kill and merge the way.

Does Hedao care about the wind and sand, naturally not.

But he is indeed a waste.

Quiet down, travel thousands of miles in the desert, watch the clouds roll up, think a lot, people are warm and cold, life and death, the road ahead.

If he hadn't been abolished, he would have been able to become holy and return strongly.

At the last moment, he had been inspired and began to reverse himself, but he didn't do it with a single killing.

Now there is nothing, the holy body is broken, the foundation of life and death is completely broken, and the soul of the soul is now broken and the body cannot be played.

There is nothing, and there is not much lifespan, in just over a month, his hair is really pale, as if he has entered the twilight years, and then he will disappear from heaven and earth.

Naturally, a thousand stars will not give up.

He tried a lot of methods, even if he rebuilt and reshaped like last time, starting from scratch, it still didn't work, and this time was different from the last time. This time, it is completely abolished, as if there is a deficiency in the physique, and it cannot be cultivated normally, just like a broken pulse and a ruined body.

From not giving up at the beginning, now Qianxing is very indifferent.

Everything is in a hurry, and it is impossible to force it.

I am quiet in my heart, I feel the nature of heaven and earth, I have thought a lot, and Qianxing has also felt a lot.

He has a new direction, he likes it more and more, so be it.

Qianxing took a deep breath, and the idea was ripe.

He is never a person who gives up, and he doesn't have a few months to live if he lasts anyway, so it's better to fight hard.

Just do what he says, Qianxing didn't stop to practice quietly, and was used to walking like this.

Qianxing's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth spilled blood, more and more, without saying a word, his eyes were focused, and his mind was not here.

Soon his face was as white as paper, and his body was shaking.

If there is a strong person here, he will perceive that his original useless physique is now even more wasted, and there is no longer any completeness, this is suicide.

He used the last hundred steps to kill the artistic conception to destroy the now half-dead body, and since it was destroyed, it was all broken.

Qianxing propped himself on one knee and barely sat down, he couldn't stand still.

The last force of life and death was unhindered and raged, and the breath swayed.

The wind and sand are howling, and after a night, the figure is no longer visible, as if they are about to die here silently.

Qianxing likes martial arts, has qualifications and courage, and has never regretted embarking on this road.

Like his own supernatural powers, the passion of life and death, but grow higher, sometimes he will be confused, he likes the freedom of life and death, unfettered, one step of life and death, but he does not like life and death devouring, as if anything can be taken, whether it is an enemy's, or a friend's, it should be his own, and sometimes he can't help but do it.

It is true that this is powerful, but everything must be decided by himself, this is his arrogance, otherwise what is the use of cultivation.

In the final analysis, this is the inheritance of other people's martial arts, and it cannot be completely suitable for oneself.

He wanted to get out of his own way, the fire was not enough, but the deeper he went, the more he was repulsed in his heart, and he was able to become holy in a hurry before, if he was given time.

But now Qianxing knows that that is not what he wants, if he rejects sanctification, even a slight, it is not perfect enough, and it will be difficult to be invincible at the same level in the future.

Maybe he will be stronger than the feather saint with an unstable foundation, this is not what he wants, what he wants is the strongest in the same level.

There is also the threat of life and death, even if it is weak, there is still it, which he does not like from beginning to end, he will not slack off, but he cannot be persecuted.

How to cultivate, and now walk out of the martial arts path, is what he wants, not arranged.

He's figured it out these days, no wonder after realizing the realm, he gradually became a little weird, and there was always a sense of melancholy.

If you don't like it, why do you have to do it for the sake of sanctification?

He has a lot of insights, inspirations, even more than before, he can achieve nirvana, but he can't do it, and he doesn't want it.

Then it is not in line with Nirvana.

There have been people in history who have walked different paths, but they don't seem to have succeeded, and Qianxing somewhat understands why.

During this time, his mind and soul have changed, although he can't use it, he has a lot of inspiration.

The life potential is unlimited, the body is the strongest, the heart and soul are extremely strong at the same level, the quadruple is capable of suppressing the same generation, and the fivefold saint is the strongest, which can be seen.

The body can contain everything, but if you want to do it, you may have to abolish it and then stand up, otherwise the powerful Holy Sacrament will not be able to integrate into the Great Dao at all, but if it is abolished, it seems that it may be destroyed at all.

He deduced for a long time, and felt that it was right, he once had life and death tempering, although it was completely different, and there were also similarities.

Where the heart goes, the thoughts are accessible.

Qianxing didn't hesitate, didn't try to repair his broken body anymore, let it be completely destroyed, and absorbed everything with great effort, melting everything.

The grass and trees are weak, and they can merge all the Dao, and so can he.

In short, some artistic conceptions, Xuan Miao can only be understood, and Qianxing just thinks it's right, so he leaves.

Under the sand, the breath of a thousand stars is faint, but it is still tough.

Slowly, a large number of rules began to merge into the broken body, domineering and rampant, wanting to destroy, but there was always a trace of perseverance, let them be quiet, and at first they were repulsed, and after countless collisions, the first one began to be in order, slowly more and more, arranged like an army.

The ruined body of the thousand stars also began to be arranged in a regular manner, accommodating the law, and becoming more and more tenacious......

Again and again, very slowly, very firmly, one step at a time, like moving forward in the desert, always persevering.

He has countless accumulations, the former whirlpool of life and death devoured countless energy, and then the harvest of the Killing and Combining Dao was almost filled, and now it has exploded, and the infinite energy has not actually dissipated, which is also the reason why it is completely wasted and cannot be recovered.

It's like a nuclear bomb exploding half in the body, because of a lot of special, chaotic vitality, countless laws, don't die for the time being, but whoever can do surgery, if they accidentally explode completely, they all have to die.

Now these energies slowly began to merge into the body of the thousand stars breaking and standing, and began to go berserk, slowly gaining order.

There are also the remaining laws of countless saints fighting before, and with the rebirth of a thousand stars before, the Chaos Qinglian life was domineering, and it was all integrated into his body, which was also one of the reasons why he was ruined, colliding with each other and maintaining balance.

Now it is also starting to loosen.

Different saints, different laws, different avenues.

Whatever it is, all into it.

This requires great courage, who would abandon martial arts and practice like this, Qianxing is already like this, and inspiration comes.

There is also incomparable pain and suffering, returning to the mortal body, this kind of pain is normal and unbearable, Qianxing has adapted to it, and he has practiced it since he stepped into the martial arts.

Not only that, but this also requires abandoning all the supernatural powers and martial arts that once existed.

Thousands of stars know that their hearts are like water.

The reincarnation nine styles that have just broken out, the nine square heavens that can only be used before, the mountain and river fist, and the hundred steps to kill...... Many, many, many, abandon the old self and forget it all.

Thousands of stars and seven orifices are all oozing blood, and under the sand, nothing can be seen.

Slowly, from the beginning of the slow, began to accelerate, then boiled, the law boiled, everything, all integrated into themselves, I am the strongest, and I have supernatural powers at hand.

This is the will of a thousand stars, if you want to go, take the strongest road.

Countless absorptions, he is in metamorphosis.

Time passed slowly, the desert was calm, and the thousand stars had long been buried in the sand, and occasionally strong people searched and passed by, but found nothing.

Qianxing's body is crazy, everything is reborn, containing countless laws, and everything around is ordinary, as if it is still a mortal body.

So you can't find it when you cross the road.

On this day, the depths of the desert suddenly erupted, and the ancient smoke of the desert appeared, and a figure appeared.

He was in tattered clothes, standing straight, without any momentum, only bright eyes.

It was a thousand stars who came out of the customs and swept away the decadence and sickness.

Feel yourself, abandon life and death, experience life and death, transcend life and death, he has succeeded, the world has all the ways to tolerate me, only I am the strongest.

The supernatural powers in the world are all the illusions of the Tao, and the use of his body melts the Tao and waves his hand.

Qianxing's punch was thrown at will, and the void collapsed.

The mood is wandering, in some ways, he has also passed Nirvana, that time he was destroyed by the artifact, reversed Nirvana, and reorganized in a month.

Now it is not a conjunctive sanctification, he merges into the Tao, and becomes holy in the same way.

He combines all the previous experience and inspiration, absorbs his own body, and I am the avenue.

The Great Dao is a foreign object, some immortal Jedi cannot be used, and the saint is also mortal, but he no longer will, his own destiny is in control, and he is his own way.