"This causal treasure from the Immortal God Continent has never been willing to use it, and if it is used on you today, you kid will die as he deserves!"

Swinging the knife again, hundreds of silk threads were cut off, and the silk threads connected to Lin Xi's phantom in front of Dao Fang were instantly broken, and at the same time, Lin Xi, who was far away in the Southern Sky Star, spurted out a mouthful of blood, at this time, he could already be sure that someone was killing him with the power of cause and effect, because the memories of some people and things in his mind had gradually disappeared, and if it continued, the cause and effect that he might exist in the world would be destroyed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the realm that Lin Xi didn't even reach an immortal at this time, if there was no cause and effect of existence, he would definitely completely dissipate in this heaven and earth, but I don't know how the person who casts the spell is to cultivate, and whether he has the ability to cross the multi-dimensional world and completely destroy his cause and effect?

In Purple Moon City, Meng Hao and Chu Yuyan had just established the first temple in the city through the power of the royal family of the Donglai Kingdom, but looking at the statue of the man standing in the center of the temple, Chu Yuyan showed a trace of confusion.

"Senior Brother Fang Mu, do you feel strange when you look at this statue that we have just built?"

Hearing this, Meng Hao stopped greeting with the royal family members of the Donglai Kingdom, walked up to Chu Yuyan in a few steps, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, what's strange?"

"Look at this statue, this person, do you know it?"

"Isn't this the one from our Purple Fortune Sect...... Who's that?"

"Yes, I also want to ask you, who is this?" Chu Yuyan pointed to the huge statue in front of her, and asked with some trepidation, they didn't even know who this person was, but why did they build a statue for him?

"Let me think about it!" Meng Hao racked his brains and kept patting his head, he always felt that this person had a lot to do with him, and there seemed to be a lot of memories about him in his mind, but when he really wanted to recall it, he always remembered it vaguely, as if this person had just dreamed about it in his dreams.

"Damn, how can this be? I can be very sure that this person is a certain big figure in our Purple Fortune Sect, but why can't I remember anything about him at all, could it be that our memories have been interfered with?" Meng Hao's face was gloomy, anyone who knew that his memory had been modified by others would probably be furious.

"We are just two minor monks in the foundation building period, is it the one who is so bored to trouble us? Could it be the owner of this statue?" Chu Yuyan stared solemnly at the seemingly familiar statue in front of her, but she couldn't remember whose it was.

"Forget it, instead of guessing here, let's go back to the sect and check it out, I can be sure that this person is the big man of our Ziyun Sect, as long as we find him, all doubts can be solved!"

......

In the mortal world, in an island in the Sea of Troubled Stars, tens of thousands of monks are constantly hovering over the island, and around the island, there are hundreds of huge sea ships constantly coming from a distance, and if you look closely, there are countless mortals kneeling on the deck of the sea ships, and they are praying to the huge statue of the island with a pious face.

And under the statue of the god, at this moment there was a pretty woman in a white robe sitting cross-legged, the woman's expression was indifferent, staring indifferently at the believers who were constantly coming and going, bowing to the idol from time to time, looking cold and holy, if Lin Xi was here, he could naturally recognize at a glance that this woman was his cheap apprentice, Chu Ling'er!

Suddenly, Chu Ling'er's eyes showed a hint of panic, at this time, in her mind, the memory of her mythical master was rapidly fading, and it seemed that it would not be long before it would completely disappear in her mind.

Qiang Zi kept calm and calmed down his trembling body, Chu Ling'er looked at the horizon in the distance with a worried face, and kept praying in her heart, "Master, may you be safe!"

......

When Lin Xi forgot many people and things, many friends and disciples who had a close relationship with Lin Xi gradually forgot Lin Xi's name and appearance, it seems that between heaven and earth, there has never been a person named Lin Xi, at this moment, countless people have forgotten a person named Lin Xi in their minds, in their lives, from beginning to end, there is no monk named Lin Xi, and there is no Dan Sword Master.

At this time, Dao Fang, who was thirty-three days away, was waving the light knife in his hand in an irritable mood, and kept cursing in his mouth: "Damn boy, what have you been through, why are there so many cause and effect lines, cutting off one stubble after another, and there is no end?"

Panting for a moment, Dao Fang looked helplessly at the countless causal threads that had just been cut off in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, his heart became more and more hairy, this kid, could it be the reincarnation of the Nine Origin Supreme, otherwise, how could there be so many causal threads?

Although there were a lot of cause and effect lines before, most of them were relatively thin, and they were broken as soon as they were chopped, but now this batch is dozens of times thicker, and the Dao side has to cut out more than a dozen knives in a row to cut off the thinnest one, and every time a knife is cut, the Dao Fang's face is pale, and it seems that using this causal knife is also very difficult for him, a powerful man whose combat power is comparable to that of the Jiuyuan Supreme.

Sighing, Dao Fang temporarily stopped swinging the light knife and looked at the causal thread in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Let me see, who are these causal lines?"

At the other end of the causal line, he seemed to see an old man who was painting, and the old man seemed to be aware of it, looking up at the sky, with a mocking look on his face, as if he felt deep disdain for Daofang's approach at this time.

"The reincarnation of the Nine Supremes?" Dao Fang retracted his thoughts, his pale face became even more gloomy, "This is just an ordinary causal thread in this batch of silk threads, and there are even more huge silk threads behind it, what kind of existence are connected to those causal threads? Could it be the supreme existence of the fourth step transcendence?"

As soon as this thought came out, Dao Fang suddenly shuddered, he knew very well the combat power of the Nine Seals Supreme, not much weaker than him, but among these causal lines, it could only be regarded as a very ordinary one, and there were some causal lines that were dozens of times thicker than it, and it was really possible to connect the fourth-step transcendent.

"Fight, even if it's death, I have to see the secret behind this kid!"

With a fierce look on his face, he picked a purple silk thread among the dozen or so largest causal lines, and then his divine thoughts attached to it, ready to follow the power of cause and effect to investigate, who is at the end of this causal line?