"Rid of evil spirits."

Yuhua repeated lightly.

His voice was cold, without any emotional fluctuations, and the blood-stained sword still carried killing intent, and the spiritual power around him surged.

He took his sword and turned around, his garment lightly raised.

Walking on the ruins and the moonlight.

With a killing intent.

Step by step.

Walk towards the mayor.

"What are you—what are you going to do?"

The townsman was so frightened that he crawled back and squeezed into the crowd, and the people avoided it in a daze.

"You, you have gone too far, not only ruined the ancestral house of the Chang family, killed our ancestors, but also did not let ordinary people go!"

"You're not an immortal, you're a god-killer!"

"He's a god of killing, folks, he's not an immortal, he's a god of killing!"

"Help—"

The mayor watched Yuhua carry his sword close to him, desperately dodging, panicked, and did not choose to speak.

"What, what ancestor?"

The Chang family looked dazed.

The ancestor of the Chang family, and the matter of the Great Soul Killing Array.

Only the mayor knows.

"The ancestor of the Chang family a hundred years ago did not die, he gave up his life, returned to Changshou Town, and set up an ancient evil array in the town."

"Devour your vitality to increase your own cultivation."

"This is the reason for the rapid aging of the townspeople of Changshou Town."

Yuhua's voice was cold and indifferent, and he walked towards the mayor step by step, and the people made way for him nervously.

"And he is also an accomplice."

The sword that condensed the frost and snow, pointed at the mayor.

The townspeople were at first at a loss, but after understanding, they were immediately furious, "This, this, is this the case?!" ”

"Don't listen to his nonsense......"

The mayor tried to quibble, but his voice got stuck in his throat.

Yuhua's sword stopped an inch in front of the mayor's throat.

Didn't touch him.

The mayor suddenly convulsed and fell, curled up on the ground and spasmed under the frightened gazes of his surroundings, and the already old man aged at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Finally, in full view.

Turned into a dried corpse.

"Ahh

The people were terrified and scattered.

"W-What's going on?!"

Yuhua frowned, and her face became more and more cold.

"The Soul Devouring Array has been activated."

The faces of the innocent people were dazed and frightened.

Yuhua looked at the rapidly aging people, his heart sank, and he subconsciously wanted to go to the center of the formation and would find a way to solve the formation.

A picture, in a flash-

He was trapped in the center of the formation to save his life.

And the people he tried his best to save.

The expression is innocent and miserable.

The corners of his mouth were stained with his blood.

Yuhua's hand holding the long sword tightened slightly.

Suddenly, a fruit tree appeared in the rubble.

The moonlight slanted on its turquoise leaves, and the plump ripe fruit seemed to fluoresce in the night.

Yuhua's eyes shone slightly.

Qingling fruit tree.

As he said to Ji Zhuo, the Qingling Fruit Tree is the only one in the world at the entrance of the Cloud Desolate Secret Realm.

So, Qingling Fruit.

It shouldn't be in the ruins.

That's it, fake......

A thought flashed through his mind.

Everything around us has a faint tendency to be distorted and broken.

It seems, it's going to dissipate.

...

In the study room on the ground floor.

"That's right, twice."

Crane Gui Ancestor answered Xi Zhuo's question.

Fake, all fake.

Longevity Town is a fake.

Ninety-eight times repeating the mistakes of the past.

It's also a fantasy.

Crane returned to the ancestor said.

Yuhua is here for the second time.

Trapped in the illusion for the first time, Tsuru Gui felt that he should not have died here, so he used all his strength to force him out.

But Yuhua's strength is too strong.

Memories are really incapable of erasing them.

So there is the so-called-

Ninety-eight rebirths.

Hegui is good at formations, and made a teleportation array, so that the Dream Weaver Beast took the ending formation and set it up in the Yuhua retreat.

Then teleport.

Yuhua's time in the Cloud Desolation Secret Realm.

It's only a day or two.

Immortal cultivators retreat, blink an eye for thousands of years.

In the past two days, no one has noticed anything abnormal at all.

And so.

It caused a misunderstanding of rebirth.

Yuhua also thought that time had been reversed.

I went back to the time of retreat.

True and false, unfathomable.

He returned to the ancestor in front of him, hugging Yuhua, and keenly noticed that Yuhua frowned, and seemed to have a tendency to be sober.

But not yet, she was rejoicing.

Yuhua changed back to her original appearance.

Ji Zhuo's face sank, and a faint wisp of spiritual power was withdrawn from Yuhua's body, which was returned to the ancestor of the crane.

The Qingling Fruit Tree that Yuhua suddenly saw was operated by Hegui, but it didn't allow Yuhua to come out in the end.

"There's nothing I can do......"

The remnant soul of the crane returning to the ancestor seems even weaker.

The small flames on the lamps were getting dimmer.

It was as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.

"Hosts, hosts......"

"Woo woo, master, are you okay?"

"Host, host, host......"

The Dream Weaver Beast, which had taken the pill to heal its injuries, was so anxious that it circled around Hegui, but it was careful not to make too much movement.

I am afraid that the crane will suddenly dissipate.

Crane Gui's expression flashed with melancholy and helplessness.

"Little dream, be good."

Ji Zhuo was silent for a moment, and looked at Hegui.

"What else can be done?"

Hegui sighed softly, and his soul became lighter and lighter.

"There is another way to deliver."

"Those who are close to you, go to sleep."

"But if you are not careful, the person who falls into the dream is likely to be trapped in the illusion forever with the trapped person......"

Eyes drooping.

stared at Yuhua's sleeping face.

Nod your head slightly.

"Hmm."

...

The moonlight falls to the ground, like a flower.

Yuhua stood in the cold moonlight.

The common people knelt before him and pleaded.

The Great Soul Devouring Array covered the entire town, and it was already moving at a rapid pace, trapping everyone in the town, greedily devouring everyone's life.

"Is it fake?"

Yuhua looked up at the moon and murmured softly.

The faint moonlight condensed a layer of frost and snow-like brilliance on the tip of his eyebrows, and his clear face was like a celestial person.

He slowly reached out and held the moonlight in his palm.

The silver binding spirit was locked on his wrist, and he reached out and rubbed it gently, and a slightly cool touch came into his fingertips.

Looking at the moon ring, the eyes are full of moonlight.

There seemed to be little by little stars, slowly condensing in his eyes, turning into a sea of stars, lighting up and covering the original pitch-black color.

The silver eyes are like snow, and the clear light is flowing.

A smile slowly welled up on his lips.

Cold and shallow, ethereal as smoke.

"My lord, here, it seems like ......."

The demonic murmur, as light as smoke and dust, seemed to be blown away by the night wind at any time and disappeared without a trace.

He didn't know what to think of.

Unforgettable pain welled up in his silver eyes.

It hurts madly.

Even laughing is painful.

The dark night, with the color that was suppressed by birth, enveloped everything, fueling the death in his heart that went deep into the bone marrow.

Rich melancholy and pathos emanated from him, devouring all his reason, leaving only absurd and vain obsessions.

Pain, madness, and despair.

"My lord, it's too similar......"

He smiled sadly, his eyes swaying.

"I can't escape the ......"

The doubt in my heart was only for a moment, and everything in front of me became extremely real again.

It's real, it's enough—

Deceive yourself and run away from the past.