Dark.

Heavy wheezing.

Disturbed heartbeat.

Occasional drops of blood.

The smell of blood fills the nasal passages.

The darkness pressed Ning Yi down to death, as if it was a poured iron mountain, leaving no gaps, she couldn't turn over, and she couldn't move her fingers in a small area.

In the previous moment, Ning Yi didn't see what was happening clearly, but she knew that Wang Shi had blocked all the attacks for her, otherwise she would have been out of breath. At this time, Wang Shi pressed on Ning Yi's body, and the Dao drill was inserted all over his body, like a flattened hedgehog.

Even if a person in the Heavenly Immortal Realm was stabbed to this extent by the Dao Drill, it was absolutely impossible for him to live again. What's more, Wang Shi couldn't mobilize much immortal power in the first place, and in the end, he used it to protect Ning Yi. In this world, I am afraid that no one can save it.

"You don't want to die, you can't die, Wang Shi!"

The darkness severely weakened her voice, so that Ning Yi's words were easily shattered by the slight flow of blood, even if she couldn't hear it herself.

The sound of breathing and heartbeat is weakening rapidly, and the weak ones are not as good as the ripples caused by water droplets on the lake; the blood in the blood vessels is almost completely empty, and the blood vessels have become hollow bamboos; the meridians in the body are all broken into small sections, and it is absolutely impossible to connect them again; the immortal power quickly dissipates, and the sea of qi actually begins to dry up...... All signs of being alive are disappearing.

Under the weight of darkness, Ning Yi couldn't feel anything, but he clearly knew that Wang Shi was dying. However, she couldn't do anything at all, and could only cry out weakly.

"You don't want to die, you can't die, you don't want to die, you can't die......"

It's like a drowning person, gradually sinking to a deeper bottom, everything he does is in vain, and the rest is just despair, Ning Yi can only accept this ending.

Indeed, like sinking to the bottom of the sea, Wang Shi is sinking into an endless abyss.

The body became heavier and heavier, as if it were cast of iron, and then it was pressed against a mountain, and then it was as if the earth had turned over, and the weight made the density increase rapidly, leaving no more gaps.

The breath was like a small steel wire, cut off by the slightest touch of a giant axe. The eyelids were even heavier, blocking all the colors, and the darkness became dominant.

The endless darkness crushes a person into a grain of rice and makes it smaller and smaller.

"Who am I?"

"Is it 'me' thinking?"

"Who am I? Who am I? Is this just a consciousness, or is it a so-called person?"

"What am I thinking?"

"Death?"

"This is death?"

"Did you just die?"

"It turned out that death was so dark. ”

It was as if a series of bubbles bubbled out of the darkness, carrying these doubts away. Wang Shi is also constantly falling, becoming more and more insignificant. As more bubbles emerge, Wang Shi gradually loses his own color and will soon melt into the darkness.

"Before death, was there to exist?"

"Why do I exist?"

"Under the starry sky, above the dust, why do all living things exist like me?

"Why do you exist, and why do you die?"

"The starry sky is too vast to be explored, and the dust is tiny and inexhaustible. You can't get an answer upwards, and you can't get an answer downwards. The meaning of existence is to reach death?"

"Now that I'm dead, I have lost the meaning of my existence. ”

"Should I die like this?"

"I'm dead, I can't live anymore, I don't have a choice. ”

"But why can I still think about what is after death?"

"Is 'me' still me?"

"I'm ...... Wang Shi?"

Goo-Du –

Under the heavy pressure, the air in Wang Shi's body was pressed out, forming a huge bubble, and after making a dull sound, it quickly floated towards it, as if taking away his last thoughts.

"Should I choose to die, or should I exist?"

......

Ning Yi didn't know if she was crying or not, she had lost her perception of everything around her, and would only repeat the same sentence according to her only consciousness.

Unbeknownst to her, three dao drills had completely pierced Wang Shi's body and pierced into her chest.

There was no such thing as pain, she didn't notice it, and she didn't care.

She hadn't even entered the Three Immortal Realms, and her cultivation in the Divine Hidden Realm was also ordinary, and she had already exhausted her spiritual power. Under such a serious injury, she was unable to recover, and the only way was to die.

Most of the internal organs were broken, and a large amount of blood began to seep through the chest, and soon it spilled outward, enveloping the life of the owner, and passing with it.

Death is like a mountain on his body, destroying everything that Ning Yi has.

The already small call became even more subtle.

The thick darkness was pressing, making Ning Yi's last consciousness gradually dissipate, and he could no longer call out.

Under the hillock formed by the Dao Gong, except for the slow infiltration of blood, everything is dead silent.

——

The actor raised his head and glanced at the Kun master in mid-air, and the Kun master also happened to look at the play, the two looked at each other, but they did not collide with the murderous aura.

After feeling that chill, no matter how many thoughts in Lord Kun's heart he had, he had to put aside for the time being.

"The Great Priest is here?"

However, at this time, Lord Kun's mood has changed slightly, and the piety on his face is no longer as firm as before. At this time, she looked at the play, which was more like an act of soliciting opinions, and it revealed her heart.

The absolutely loyal Kun Lord seems to have also been shaken.

After making contact with Lord Kun's gaze, the drama quickly looked towards the sky, and his eyes couldn't help but squint slightly.

The cold color pervades the whole land, and a little bit of cyan condenses on the peaks, making it look colder than snow, and penetrating to the bones.

People who were still asleep involuntarily curled up and wrapped the cotton cloth tighter. This cold does not freeze people to death, it does not freeze people to wake up, but it can make people react subconsciously and remember this feeling firmly the next day and beyond.

The monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion couldn't help but shiver, but they didn't know where this cold came from, no matter how much clothes they worn, no matter how much spiritual power was left in their bodies, they couldn't resist it.

However, those who are on the verge of death feel this cold, but instead of hastening their death, it seems that their lives are prolonged.

Faced with a series of sudden changes, Zhen or False was completely stunned, he couldn't imagine that the drama would suddenly attack and kill Wang Shi, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

"What the hell is your plan, Gale Song? now...... Wang Shi is dead!"

However, before the truth or falsehood could accept this matter, it had to look into the distance. He couldn't resist this ubiquitous cold.

"Is this the great priest of the Yin-Yang Gate? How is it possible...... Beyond the Heavenly Wonderland?!"

The cold color swept through the entire Central Domain in a matter of moments!

The battle is over, and there will be no more good performances, so there is no need for the Grand Commander to wait any longer.

This play, which lasted for many days, really felt a little too boring, and no one else performed on stage, and it was time for the curtain to end.

The palace in the center of the cold color began to peel off, becoming one by one, like autumn leaves, falling to the ground and gradually accumulating. The vast palace did not make a huge collapse sound, only the sound of falling leaves.

The most mysterious place in the past is becoming a ruin, and the five people can distinguish it.

didn't put on the luxurious clothes of the past, the big priest just wore a long black robe, wrapped his body, and staggered to the ground. The long hair is draped down, and there is no headdress of any kind, like a long river.

Retracting the five fingers that stretched out, Da Si Ming glanced at it from afar, then took a step forward and said softly, "Long time no see, my child." ”

Thousands of miles away, the actor immediately heard this sentence, and the great priest immediately appeared in his field of vision.

Lord Kun was stunned, bowed humbly, and said, "See the Great Commander!" She was still a little surprised that the Great Commander appeared thousands of miles away.

It seems that with the sky as a drape and the earth as a skirt, the great priest can become the master of this heaven and earth, overlooking everything in the world. As long as she stood here, everything was silent.

The pupils narrowed obviously, and the drama closed his eyes and took a deep breath, stabilized the disordered heartbeat, and said, "Long time no see, my mother." ”

Da Si Ming looked at the play, a doting look suddenly appeared on his face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Are you still unwilling to follow me?"

The actor sneered, but it seemed a little unnatural, and said, "Are you willing to want me?"

Anyone who faces the great priest's order may have a strong sense of oppression, and people like Xizi are no exception, so you can imagine what others will look like.

Lord Kun kept his head down, not daring to look at the Great Priest. It is precisely because she knows how powerful the Great Priest is that the fear in her heart will be stronger than anyone else, the original hesitation has completely disappeared, and her face is only pious.

With a faint smile, Da Si Ming glanced at the Dao Gong Cong who looked like a hedgehog and said, "It seems that you have gambled all your hopes on him. ”

The drama kept his composure, looked at the big priest and said, "Don't you want to see it? It is precisely because of this that you have let us live until now." ”

"Then let's see. ”

As the Great Priest said this, the heavens and the earth were completely silent, and every grass, tree, dust, and soil all held their breath and stared at the same thing.

Time shuttled through this strange dead silence, and it was so silent that it even wondered if it had gone in the wrong place, and did not dare to move forward.

The hillock that had been pierced into a hedgehog by Dao had no sign of life, as if it were an egg, hatching enough to change the world.

The eyes of the world have all fallen on this.