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Fu Nian and Chen Yan stood opposite each other from afar.

Looking around, above the void, Chen Yan was still dressed in black, and he had never changed.

But in comparison, Fu Nian, who was standing opposite him, had completely changed his dress.

Red beard and red eyebrows, wearing a black and red robe, a blood-colored Zen staff in his left hand, and an ink-colored prayer bead in his right hand.

In contrast, it is completely opposite to the previous Fuhu Cave, which looks like a Buddha with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Raising his eyes and staring, Fu Nian's whole person now looks even more full of an inexplicable cold and murderous intent.

"Do you regret the original choice?!"

The next moment, above the void, Fu Nian's cold voice spread in all directions.

With that voice coming out, an invisible pressure came from all directions... Befall.

Invisible and untraceable, all over the sky.

But it instantly filled the entire red void.

And at this moment, it is Chen Yan who is facing this force.

"How about becoming a demon, I have no regrets in my life..."

The void was silent, and the vast voice rang out.

With these eight words, Chen Yan's face revealed a calm and natural that he had never felt before.

Now that he has chosen the devil, how can he regret it.

Sure enough, the words came out, and the next moment, a storm struck, and the wind and rain were combined.

Standing opposite Fu Nian, Chen Yan could even sense that the power was coming from all directions of this red void, constantly oppressing his existence similar to spiritual thoughts, wanting to fundamentally disintegrate his existence.

It should have been panicked, lonely and helpless.

But in the face of Fu Nian, Chen Yan seemed more and more relaxed at this time.

Calm as water, undisturbed.

It seems that he is unaware of the mighty power that rises from the four directions around him.

Actually, it's not unconscious, it's not unaware.

The reason why Chen Yan is so calm at this moment is only because what he just said represents not only himself, but also thousands of years ago... That belongs to the will of Fu Nian.

"Haha..."

The words fell, like a hot fire, causing the void to boil.

Originally, Fu Nian, who was wearing a black and red robe, was cold and solemn, but it was calm and natural.

It's just that now after listening to Chen Yan's words, he seems to be stimulated, and he starts to laugh like crazy.

"No regrets in my life... Ha ha... It's ridiculous!"

This laughter, like a song and a cry, spread through the void.

A wild laugh, I don't know whether it is joy or sadness.

It's just that, after the laughter, between this lonely void, all that is left is pure... Resentment.

"If you have no regrets, why should you try your best to prevent the birth of the old man ten thousand years ago..."

"If you have no regrets, why should you not hesitate to divide your soul and turn your thoughts into thoughts, and you will also suppress Lao Wei for tens of thousands of years..."

"If you have no regrets, why do you have to work hard to wipe out the old man for tens of thousands of years..."

"You know, all I want in my life is to be able to survive in the world and live for myself..."

"In the end, he was sealed here by his own deity, and he could not be reborn forever..."

"It's hard to be successful, this is your no regrets..."

"It's... He has no regrets..."

The sudden sound of questioning was like a magic sound filling his ears, and it was like a thousand heavy burdens, which were added to Chen Yan's body.

It's just that this thing that weighs a thousand pounds is not a mountain, a forest, let alone a sun, moon and stars.

It's a thought, a thought, and a heart.

Intention becomes a demon, thoughts are hateful, and there is resentment.

This grievance is the old thoughts.

This hate, hate, is today's Chen Yan.

And this resentment turned into substance the moment Fu Nian's voice fell.

The black gas was pervasive, and the red light flashed.

In the next moment, the sky was full of thorns and countless swords, all of which appeared in the void, and with a flash of light, they were about to be inflicted on Chen Yan's figure.

The thorny sword, in the blink of an eye, flew in all directions, flying all over the sky, and there was no trace to follow at all.

It seems that Chen Yan has no way to hide at this time, and there is no way to avoid it.

However, when he thinks about it, he... Why hide.

It seems to be a thousand years old, but in fact it is just a thought.

Through this thousand-year-old experience, combined with the words of Fu Nian in the Fuhu Cave, Chen Yan has already seen through it, although the scene in front of him is as real as it is, but it is only a fantasy.

Even his own experience in the past thousand years, although thousands of years, every trace of it, seems to be real, but if you think about it carefully at this time, I am afraid that it is just the reincarnation of the illusion reflected by that wisp of demonic thoughts.

It's just that, in comparison, this illusion is true or false, and I can't help it.

The more you struggle, the more you sink, and the more you sink into it, the more real it becomes.

Even thousands of years, from beginning to end, the scenery and people experienced in it are vivid, and they are the same as real existence.

At first glance, it looks like a complete life that I have experienced.

If you are an ordinary person, when the millennium has passed, the vicissitudes of life, when it comes to the final choice, I am afraid that even the people who have experienced it themselves will forget their former identities and think that they were originally thoughts.

Sink into it, and can't extricate yourself.

However, Chen Yan is different.

From the very beginning, he saw himself as a spectator.

Even if it turns into a fussing, from birth to the end, a lifetime has passed, a full thousand years.

Even though time has changed, thousands of years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life have passed, in the end, the thoughts of Fu Nian, as well as his painful parting, have become one with Chen Yan's intentions.

Even at the moment of the final choice, Chen Yan even had a slight feeling of being unable to extricate himself, and in a trance, he thought that he was a fumi.

But about this, in Chen Yan's heart, it has not changed.

In the past and present lives, two reincarnations, eight or nine times out of ten, although the memory is gone, but carefully speaking, the real reincarnation, Chen Yan has already gone through it twice, a small illusion reincarnation, how can it confuse him.

What's more, in Chen Yan's eyes, even the so-called real reincarnation of the Ten Thousand Worlds is just a real game.

"Bump..."

Standing in the void, Chen Yan stood still.

Originally, there was no sound, but the next moment, the void was still, the sword disappeared by itself, the thorns destroyed itself, and even the red void beside him moved in unison, and began to shatter like a mirror.

"How is it possible, this kid can actually break free from the magic barrier by himself..."

The crimson void dissipated, and Chen Yan's figure also dissipated between the voids.

At the same time, in the Fuhu Cave, Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

"Huh?!"

Seeing this, Fu Nian couldn't help but be stunned, exclaimed, and said:

"Nan Wu Amitabha, I didn't expect that although the little benefactor was not fatal, he was so clear-minded, far better than ordinary, and he could see through this reincarnation obstacle so easily..."

"He is worthy of being a person with a spiritual vein, but he is extraordinary..."

Although he had just woken up, Chen Yan did not hesitate when he heard Fu Nian's words, and asked directly:

"In this way, the illusion just now should be related to the master, I don't know if the master can tell me, what is it..."

"That's a magic barrier, it's the old man's magic barrier..."