Whew~~Whew~~

In the moon sea Lingtao, the fight has made people unable to see the truth, and the people who are destined for fate will eventually meet.

In the dust,

The man holding the knife and bending his back slightly,

A fat woman with a smile on her lips and a heavy knife box on her back,

A man who is as majestic as a mountain but has a wife with the temperament of a young lady,

A graceful and dignified woman,

A woman who is as petite as jade but exudes the spirit of an emperor,

A man who wears a mask and learns the tip of the iceberg of the truth, but wields a knife for an alien race...

An army of wind-forest volcanoes,

Dinghai god-like five families,

The turbulent and treacherous Black Tide...

What is right and what is wrong?

What do you see, and what do you bear?

What's the point?

The infinite universe, the long river of time, the past, the present and the future, who can really see clearly?

Life is infinite from generation to generation, and the galaxy looks similar every year.

In your eyes, the people who are fighting and struggling with a shocking attitude have not been in the past?

The miracle you were looking forward to, the miracle you fought for even if you didn't want to die, how could it not have been done before?

The power of worship that you look up to has long since died in the past time and space, and no longer exists.

The arduous path you have walked is cold and merciless, and does not give people the slightest hope, because God has not said that "any path has an end, and any effort can be rewarded", and the truth is quite the opposite...

The universe, from the perspective of people, is so cold, cruel, and there is no life or death, and there is no common life.

However, in the view of heaven, why bother to see life and death, why bother to see the common people...

Everything is just like reincarnation, in the five-finger cage of that glorious avenue, compared with infinite light years, it is instantaneous and instantaneous.

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In this moonlit space, groups of people are fighting hard.

However, the "ink-colored giant mountain" in the wine sea basin is immovable.

It's just that over time, the mountain has shrunk a lot.

The wind, frost, rain and snow fall on the top of the mountain and blow far away.

Xia Ji is also fighting.

He fought in a way that no one else could have imagined.

Every thought of him was to become a lone monk, fighting against the many resentful spirits and ancient masters.

He is like a general, and his every thought is like a soldier.

And the ancient lord is also a general, and the resentful spirit is a smaller sect of rivers and lakes.

The two sides clashed, and the whole situation was manipulated in an instant.

Every game is a clash of individual thoughts, and it is also a clash of thousands of soldiers and horses.

In addition to the spiritual world, his body is also in conflict with Kuroshio, and in the process of merging with each other, the mechanism of life operation is almost completely broken.

Xia Ji's body became a battlefield.

Unbelievably intense, there is a terrifying thunder hidden in the silence.

I don't know how long this kind of fight lasted.

Anyway, I don't know how long the battle on the Moon Palace lasted.

Suddenly, one day.

The rolling thunder tribulation came from the sky, the calamity clouds rolled and rotated like the eye of the universe, and a purple dragon-like terrifying thunderbolt passed through the dark starry sky and directly bombarded the heavenly ladder between the human world and the Moon Palace.

Rumble!!

The ladder is shattered!

In the world, the Moon Palace was suddenly separated!

Hongchen and the monk have been separated from each other since then.

The aura snow fell one after another.

The black mountain around the silver-haired man had disappeared completely, he slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at the nine-tailed white fox sitting in the snow in the distance, as if he was in a different world.

One thought and one life, now I don't know how many lives.

Su Tian looked at his expression, only felt that those eyes had overlapped with the surrounding time and space, although they had not yet been completely integrated, but there were already signs, she had seen this sign, so at this time, she suddenly panicked in her heart, and said loudly: "Xia Ji, you can't join the Dao!! ”

The silver-haired man smiled, "I know." ”

He raised his head, raised his hand, picked up a snow-white snowflake with two fingers, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly released the snowflake directly.

One thought, one thought.

Persistence and reluctance are in a thought.

The invisible energy fluctuations centered on him and spread rapidly in all directions.

Thousands of miles of thunderclouds added circles of "angelic halos" to the Moon Palace, and then in the vast and continuous clouds, one thunder after another thunderbolt smashed down.

Xia Ji didn't resist as if he didn't resist, and calmly closed his eyes and accepted it.

Every thunderbolt burrowed into his skin at this time, like a high-raised iron hammer smashing away the "dregs" of this divine weapon.

It took nine hundred and eighty-one days and three nights to rain down.

The thunder fell, and the white-haired man was still there.

Many monks had already noticed the abnormality here and rushed here, but Su Tian controlled the rabbit demon defenders, and the five major families were also guarding the periphery and preventing people from entering.

But Xia Ji doesn't care anymore...

Now he is the only one in his world.

Because there was no one in his sight anymore.

Lonely...

He sighed softly.

How much time is it?

He didn't ask.

How is the calamity of the Heavenly Dao Order?

He didn't care anymore.

At this time, many forces in his body had already formed a "Dan" in the "Dantian".

This "Dan" has been washed by thunder and has been transformed again.

Resembles a baby.

Xia Ji suddenly felt a feeling in his heart that he had to say, he knew that it was time.

So, his voice was calm, he pointed to the earth with his left hand, and said softly: "May the people be like dragons." ”

Although it was a very light and very light sound, it was deafening, like the bell of heaven struck, resounding throughout the Moon Palace, and then covering the world.

Everyone could hear this sudden coming.

But they could not understand what he meant.

Xia Ji pointed to the universe with his right hand and said softly, "May the souls of the dead rest in peace." ”

The voice came out, as if the supreme "magic dragon" shuttling between the nebulae in the distance could also hear this sentence.

But he didn't mean it, just because no one could do it.

Xia Ji's expression was calm, and he said softly: "May this heart be bright." ”

Three sentences fell.

Heaven and earth know.

Heaven and earth witness.

Xia Ji felt that something was watching him.

Not from any direction, but just looking at him.

So, he closed his eyes and looked at the being as well.

He suddenly realized that that existence was the way of heaven.

This time, they looked at each other in a moment.

And before he could catch his breath, he only felt that in the depths of his soul, there was a terrifying throbbing on the other side of the passage built by the "True Urn".

Xia Ji shook his head, maintaining this posture, and in an instant, he entered the endless battle again.

He made a grand wish to order heaven and earth to witness, and Kuroshio naturally sensed him more clearly, so the passage opened again.

Su Tian was the closest person to him, and he saw that the silver-haired man's body was crystal clear, among which was the crisscrossing black tide, and there was a hot crimson heart, and then there was the little man sitting in the dantian.

The little man closed his eyes, pointed to the sky with his right hand, pointed to the ground with his left, and the three fish around his body rotated endlessly, and every time he rotated, countless images would be produced, making people have an infinite sense of epiphany just by seeing it.