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The black dragon rushed outward, thinking that he could get out with just one thought, but he found that he couldn't get out of it, just like he was no longer a black dragon, no longer Chen Jing, but Wuyou, he was trapped in Kunlun, and the black dragon couldn't get out.

This is a spell that cannot be seen or touched, and it does not appear in form, and it does not distinguish between yin and yang.

That black worm was equivalent to a mental clone of Chen Jing, and when he saw Wuyou's memory, although Chen Jing knew that there would definitely be a secret law, he still couldn't help but read his memory. If it were a different person, he might have fallen into it at this time and couldn't extricate himself, but Chen Jing had been caught in the Nightmare Spell of the Revenant, and he was almost lost by the Lost Sky Butterfly, which is a kind of secret method that makes others fall into it unconsciously through personal memory, and from then on he thought that he was trapped and could never get out.

In Wuyou's memory, Kunlun was so quiet, and the aura seemed dull.

Chen Jing was not lost and sunk, he imagined the appearance of the Jiaolong King rushing into the Kunlun Mountains back then, and opened up the distorted artistic conception of Wuyou.

In the sky at the edge of Kunlun's mind, lightning and thunder roared, dark clouds were thick, and rumbling thunder exploded layer after layer.

This is another memory that Chen Jing evokes in Wuyou's memory conception.

I saw a cyan dragon rushing into the dark clouds, constantly churning in the dark clouds, one after another thunder slashed on its body, the thunder light fell on it, but the green scales on its body slowly floated gold.

The dragon looked distant and unreal, like on the edge of the sky, as if it was impossible to come to Kunlun.

It flickers and disappears, and can disappear at any time.

Chen Jing knew that this was because Wuyou didn't want to think about this incident to break the artistic conception he had constructed, and he was trying to eliminate the memory of Jiaolong rushing into Kunlun.

It's just that Chen Jing let him get his wish, how can the memory be so easy to suppress, as long as he is aroused, everything will be like a tide. I saw that the dragon king in the sky was getting clearer and clearer, getting closer and closer, and finally rushed down from the dark clouds, carrying the wind and rain, the heavy rain poured, and a dragon roar seemed to come through the endless void.

In the midst of this dragon roar, a butterfly appeared behind the green dragon. Butterflies follow the dragon king into Kunlun, flying all the way down.

Everything that followed was similar to the situation in Chen Jing's memory, but it was a little different, probably because the memories of the two were different, and the same thing would form different memories in the eyes of different people.

When Chen Jing saw Ye Qingxue in the Linglong Pagoda and saw her being drowned by the falling fire, his heart was agitated, and he got rid of that artistic conception in an instant in Ye Qingxue's "voice", and followed the butterfly straight up to the clouds and out of Kunlun.

Chen Jing's heart was light, and the black man had already rushed out of Wuyou's eyes. I saw a black dragon in the void river waves twisting and swimming towards Chen Jing, submerged into his mouth, and disappeared. Later, he saw Zarisi Blood Lotus rushing out of his body, bringing a wave of blood back into Chen Jing's body.

"Ah......h

Wuyou roared in pain, and the entire Kunlun seemed to shake, and he slowly stood up. His left eye was closed and sunken in, as if he had lost his eyeball. His right eye stared at Chen Jing, flashing with an icy light. Chen Jing looked directly at him, his hands pressed down, but it seemed to be pressing against a mountain that would continue to grow taller.

From Wuyou's eyes, Chen Jing seemed to hear him say: "It's you, it's you who killed my Kunlun, and it's you who made my division commander die." ”

Chen Jing didn't argue, even in his heart, he didn't argue about anything. If you kill it, you will kill it, this is the idea in his heart, he has no guilt about the death of the people in Kunlun, there is a cause and there is an effect, Ye Qingxue was taken into the Linglong Town Demon Tower for some reason, this is a cause, and the result is that Chen Jing broke Kunlun.

The death of a person seems to have all the causes gone, and the cause and effect are broken, but that is only for the dead. If he has descendants, then his death is the beginning of cause and effect for his relatives and friends. This is true for cultivators, and it is also true for the human world.

"Why did you take my senior sister with that tower?" Chen Jing stared at Wuyou's eyes, and suddenly asked, his voice was very low, but it came directly into Wuyou's ears, like a hook to hook out the answer in Wuyou's heart.

"She sneaked into my Kunlun, I naturally want to take him." Wuyou replied coldly.

Chen Jing didn't expect Ye Qingxue to actually enter Kunlun, and remembered what the void spirit had said, but she couldn't remember clearly that she said that she saw her senior sister being taken on the side of Kunlun Mountain, and she was taken far away.

He wondered why his senior sister came to Kunlun, and thought that the tower had been broken and disappeared, and the Jiaolong King came out, but the senior sister did not come out. I thought to myself, wouldn't my senior sister be able to come out anymore.

Si Yu Shenbei was still shaking on Wuyou's shoulders, and he held it with both hands and slowly straightened up.

"Your senior sister is dead, and no one who enters the Heavenly Court will survive." Wuyou stared at Chen Jinghan and said, the voice pierced into Chen Jing's heart like a knife, this is what Chen Jing has always been unwilling to remember, he doesn't want to think of Ye Qingxue's danger in the heavenly court, he doesn't want to think of the exhaustion in Ye Qingxue's eyes and the blood stains on his body, the Qingxin Demon Suppression Sword full of cracks is like Ye Qingxue's life, it may be completely broken at any time.

As soon as he said this, Chen Jing's heart jumped, and a powerful mana fluctuation suddenly surged on Wuyou's body, and he actually stood up all of a sudden, and his hands were about to remove the Si Yu Divine Monument that was pressing on his shoulder.

For a long time, Si Yu Shenbei has been on his body, although he can't completely suppress him, but it makes him only able to exert five or six points of ten points of mana, and just now, it allows him to use at least seven or eight points of mana.

An inexplicable anger suddenly surged in Chen Jing's heart, he had deliberately not thought about his senior sister Ye Qingxue for so long, but now he was provoked, as if someone had stabbed him fiercely.

The rain poured in the sky, and the thunder fell again, falling towards Kunlun Mountain one by one. This power of heaven and earth washed and washed Kunlun Mountain.

For more than 1,000 years, this is the second time that wind, rain and thunder have fallen into Kunlun.

The wind and rain poured into the mountain, turned into river waves, and the thunder broke through the air, fell on the Siyu God Monument, spread down, and wrapped around Wuyou's body.

Ziz, the sound of electric light makes people's hearts palpitate.

Wuyou's body turned cyan in an instant, I don't know if it was because the thunder light made his surface flesh die, or because he drove some secret method.

Whirlpools formed around the body of the river waves, and the whirlpools rolled up in his body so that there were no more wounds, and his body seemed to have become the body of King Kong.

This river wave is integrated with the Sky Sword, every drop of water, every wave is a Sky Sword. The sharpness of the sword melted with the pervasiveness of the water, drilling down his mouth, eyes, ears and nose, especially the closed eye, which was the weakest part of his body, and at the same time, the sword intent and sword qi contained in the river waves drilled into his body along the billions of pores on his body.

A green flute suddenly appeared on the stele of Si Yushen, and as soon as the green flute appeared, it emitted a burst of flute sounds. The sound of the flute seems to be formed by the river water, and it is like the sound of the flute that thunder in the sky resounded when it fell on the monument of Si Yushen.

The sound of the flute drilled down the river waves towards Wuyou's ears, and even the wind and rain between heaven and earth could not drown out the sound of the flute.

"The Magic Flute, that's the Magic Flute."

Many people who saw this scene couldn't help but say this in their hearts.

"What is the origin of that tower, and why can it enter the heavenly court?" Chen Jing asked suddenly, his voice blending into the flute, and there was a kind of soul-seducing magic.

Wuyou kept his mouth shut and did not answer. I saw the flesh on his cheeks throbbing, as if he was holding back something.

"What is the origin of the Linglong Town Demon Tower, and why can it enter the Heavenly Court?" Chen Jing asked again, his voice seemed to melt into the thunderbolt, and it could directly resound in people's hearts.

Wuyou's lips trembled, and the corners of his mouth could open at any time.

"What is the origin of the Linglong Town Demon Tower, and why can it enter the Heavenly Court?"

Chen Jing asked again, this time his voice didn't look like it came from him at all, but like it was naturally formed in the wind, rain and waves, like the heaven and earth mystical sound that was naturally conceived and transformed by heaven and earth.

"The Linglong Town Demon Tower was originally a tower in the Heavenly Court Lingxiao Treasure Hall, and it fell into Kunlun for some reason."

Wuyou answered at the moment when Chen Jingyu asked, his words seemed to be said unconsciously, and as soon as he said it, he woke up, anger swelled in his eyes, and the mouth that was opened by Chen Jingyu rushed into a big mouthful of river waves. The river was full of sword qi and sword intent, and it went down his throat and straight into his body.

His mouth quickly closed, and the moment it closed, his body changed.

I saw that his body, which had already turned blue, became more and more black, and his skin and flesh changed and turned into stone. In the blink of an eye, his whole person turned into a stone statue. As soon as the stone statue was completed, it seemed to lose its strength, and the stone monument suddenly shattered, first the raised stone arm was broken, and the Si Yu Divine Monument fell, and the town was on his shoulder, his shoulders were broken from the middle, and in the whirlpool of the river waves, the stone statue quickly dissolved, as if the mud was full of water and had dissipated in a blink of an eye.

It's just that Chen Jing frowned slightly, because there was no life in the stone statue. Between the stone statues being scattered, Wuyou was gone. But this river wave was infused with Chen Jing's own thoughts and sword intent, how could he disappear silently.

Suddenly, a sense of danger surged in his heart, and in a flash, the river waves dispersed in an instant, turning into ordinary water and rushing into Kunlun. But one of the waves did not disperse, but covered up towards Chen Jing, and the river wave turned into a huge fist in Chen Jing's eyes, and it was Wuyou who rushed out of the void immediately after the fist.

It was only at this moment that Chen Jing already understood that he had refined the river wave that had entered his body from his mouth, and then hid in it, so that he would not find out.

It was just this thought that his giant fist seemed to shatter a void, and with that unique silent death intent in his body, it surged into Chen Jing's heart.