Zhou Xiaotian tried to open his eyes, and the bottom of the cold pool was pitch black. His head was dazed and confused, and his whole body seemed to be weakened by the force of gravity, as if he was in a dream, and he was lying quietly at the bottom of the Tan.

Time gradually passed, as if thousands of years had passed, he was still lying there quietly, listening to his heartbeat, the endless darkness was like a monstrous demon, gradually swallowing up the last bit of light in Zhou Xiaotian's heart. It's not death, but it seems to be wandering in the emptiness of the Nine Shadows, he uses all his strength to resist the loneliness and loneliness that have not changed for thousands of years.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a faint light in the darkness, and it was so dazzling and so beautiful. It's strange that you can't tell what color it is.

That bit of light changed from small to large, extending outward endlessly, and finally the light turned into a light curtain and appeared in front of Zhou Xiaotian's eyes.

In the light curtain, the Dalan Mountains stretch endlessly, and the five peaks of Qingsang stand majestically, but the world is dim, the endless sky is covered by dark clouds, and the dark rain turns into a silk arrow to shoot to the earth, looking around the world, the mountains and mountains are full of relics. The wind was gusting, thunder and lightning were blowing, and in the middle of the mountains, a man in black held a blood-colored sword, covered in blood, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

A thunderclap resounded across the universe, electric snakes shuttled through the dark clouds, and a lightning bolt came down, pointing directly at the man in black. The man waved the blood-colored sword in his hand, slashed it head-on, and there was a 'click' explosion, and the lightning was actually split by him. Immediately after that, another lightning fell, and he didn't wait, and the blood sword in his hand made another slash, although it cut off the thunder and lightning again, but there were strands of blood overflowing from his mouth, and two obvious cracks appeared on the sword body.

Continuously, eight heavenly thunders fell in a row, and the black-clothed man relied on his cultivation, all of which were worthy of the file, and the close-fitting clothes were already tattered at this time, but he still stood and never wavered, and the blood sword in his hand was bombarded by the eight heavenly thunders, and the sword body was already cracked, as if it would turn into ashes under the slightest touch.

At this moment, a beautiful woman floated down from the sky and landed on a mountain peak, her white dress hunting with the gust of wind. She looked at the black-clothed man holding the bloody sword from a distance, her eyes were full of tears, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

The man in black noticed the arrival of the woman in white, and then turned his head to look in the direction where the beautiful woman was, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, revealing a poignant smile, and sighed softly: "You are finally here!"

The woman's beautiful eyes were wrinkled, her hands were interlocked, and the tension and worry in her heart were overflowing.

The dark clouds in the sky were surging rapidly, condensing towards the sky above the man in black, in the black oppressive sky, electric snakes shuttled, sometimes bright as day, sometimes gloomy and dim on the earth, the man in black was still calm, a solemn black robe and a few strands of messy hair, hunting and fluttering in the wind.

Suddenly, there was a sudden flash in the sky, and the heavens and the earth were as bad as day, and the ninth heavenly thunder finally fell, like a heaven-splitting sword, piercing the sky.

A destructive force radiated, and the woman's body trembled under the coercion, and she was shocked in her heart, and muttered, "It turned out to be... Reincarnation Tribulation!"

The resolute figure of the man in black was much more stiff at this time, looking at the purple thunder and lightning in mid-air, but he couldn't see the slightest excess emotion on his face, just staring at it so blankly, as if he was fighting against the sky, but he was unwilling to make the final compromise until the end.

The reincarnation tribulation finally came, he turned his head to look in the direction of the woman, the corner of his mouth smiled sadly, as if he was making a final goodbye, his eyes were complicated, there was reluctance, there was love, and more apologies.

"Tianxing, don't~~" The woman shouted bitterly, and then her figure turned into a white light like a meteor, facing the divine thunder that fell above the nine heavens, and broke through the sky, it was to take him to shake this catastrophe.

The man struggled for a moment, trying to stop, but he barely supported his standing body, but he still had the strength, he looked at the woman in white who gave up, closed his eyes in despair, and a liquid gradually slipped down from the corner of his eyes, and it turned out to be bright red blood and tears.

The reincarnation tribulation and the white light that the woman turned into instantly collided with each other.

However, at the moment when these two forces collided, although it was a moment, it seemed to be eternally still. At the point where the two forces collided, a deep and incomparably dark void suddenly appeared, like a dark gate of the Nine Shadows, absorbing all the huge energy generated by the collision.

The void lasted only a breath before it quickly contracted and condensed, and finally condensed into one point and disappeared between the endless heaven and earth.

A trace of azure phosgene gradually fell from the air, but Zhou Xiaotian, who was watching everything outside the light curtain, was very surprised in his heart, and said in his heart: "Isn't this azure phosgene the trace of phosgene in the delicate bead on his chest?" However, at this time, he couldn't move a bit, so he could only lie quietly.

In the light curtain, the rain gradually became black after the black hole disappeared. Zhao Tianxing carefully held the azure phosgene in the palm of his hand, motionless, like an ethereal shell, an emotionless walking corpse, the death of his beloved completely crushed this seven-foot man, and the despair in his heart made him close to collapse.

Finally, a hoarse voice broke the silence.

"How can this be! Is this the breath of creation the last thought you left for me?" he raised his head to the sky and roared, pointing his sword at the sky: "Thief, you won't allow me, I order you to take it as much as you can, and return Yan'er to me!"

There was another rumbling thunder in the sky, like a mad beast, roaring and roaring.

Lightning and thunder between heaven and earth, the wind raged, Zhao Tianxing's face began to become extremely hideous, his eyes were red and bloody, and the black hair dancing with the wind instantly turned into a full head of white silk, as if he had changed a person, with a hint of hideousness, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha....Here I am willing to get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, turn into a streamless Shura, fight against you, an unfair thief, even if I give up my body to become a demon, one day I will trample you under my feet!"

After that, he was covered with billowing demonic energy, and with one hand, he plunged the broken blood sword into the ground, and a body of true power continued to pour into it, and finally the blood sword could not withstand the powerful force, and the sword body began to crack inch by inch along the dense cracks, and a faint red light was revealed from the cracks, which was extremely bewitching. In the end, the red light seemed to be freed from the shackles, turning into a three-foot-long red flame, like a red gauze silk, bent and undulating, and like the most bewitching woman in red, dancing with a moving waist, dancing a heart-raunting dance.

In the end, for some reason, Zhao Tianxing turned his head to look in the direction where Zhou Xiaotian was, and looked at each other, Zhou Xiaotian couldn't help but be startled by the red eyes, and hurriedly dodged his gaze. Zhao Tianxing seemed to look at Zhou Xiaotian at this moment through the light curtain that had been separated by tens of millions of years, and there seemed to be something in his eyes.

A grim smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and then with the last remaining bit of strength, he let out an unwilling howl at the sky, and his body gradually began to dissipate, and finally turned into a trace of red light and melted into the red flame.

The wind and clouds changed, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, the earth began to crack continuously, and the scattered rubble around it floated up, quickly converging towards the red flame turned into a blood sword, and countless mountain stones wrapped the red flame layer by layer, forming a tall mountain. The black rain was still falling wantonly, dyeing the entire body of the mountain peaks black, and bursts of demonic energy rolled out of the mountain.

At this point, the light curtain began to fade and eventually disappeared. Zhou Xiaotian was shocked, but Zhao Tianxing's voice sounded in his heart.

"Xuanshui descends from the sky, the reincarnation of heaven, and the resurrection of the dead, right and wrong. Don't be an outsider, remember, remember!"

Zhou Xiaotian felt the grief and indignation in Zhao Tianxing's heart, although he didn't understand the meaning of these words, he still silently wrote it down in his heart, and always felt that the trust of the deceased could not be shirked no matter what.

After the light curtain disappeared, the black in the black water quickly faded, like thick ink, shrinking and condensing towards the bottom of the tan, and bursts of demonic red light appeared in the place where the black gas was condensed. The water of the pond gradually became extremely clear, and the dim sunlight passed through the cool pool water, projecting down, and under the dim light, the scene of Tan Di was unobstructed at this moment.

Zhou Xiaotian suddenly felt a sense of relaxation in his body, and found that his body was finally able to move, he got up and looked around, and saw that not far ahead, there was a pile of rocks, of different sizes, different shapes, and extremely dark colors.

Zhou Xiaotian was shocked in his heart, "This... Isn't this the red flame that Zhao Tianxing's blood sword turned into in that light curtain? Could it be that everything he saw just now is true?"

Just when he was surprised, a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, ...... for a long time."

Hearing the constant summoning of the mysterious voice, Zhou Xiaotian's eyes suddenly darkened, and he actually lost consciousness, and his body slowly walked towards the red flame in the pool in the direction from which the voice came.

Seeing that he was less than a foot away from the demonic red flame, a faint light suddenly emanated from the delicate beads on his chest, and a cool meaning rushed into Zhou Xiaotian's mind, he shook his head, and his consciousness was a little clearer.

Just wanted to raise his legs and retreat, but it was too late, the red flame and red mangs were victorious, and the red light shrouded Zhou Xiaotian in it, he shook it twice involuntarily, and a feeling of nausea and vomiting rose from the five internal organs, straight to the brain, as if there was a consciousness that wanted to occupy his body, and he kept holding on with all his strength, resisting that consciousness.

As time passed, Zhou Xiaotian's consciousness gradually blurred, and relying on perseverance, he instinctively tended to the place where the black stone was.

"I want to live, get out of here, I want to live......" There is a trace of obsession in my heart, and my unyielding will is hard to support my body that is already on the verge of collapse, and I move forward step by step.

One step, two steps, three steps...... But he didn't know that he was going in the wrong direction.

Finally, after walking a distance, the strength in his body dissipated, his feet were weak, and he pounced forward again, his hands subconsciously trying to grasp the things around him.

In the confusion, Zhou Xiaotian's eyes widened slightly, and his right hand actually grabbed the crimson demonic thing.

An unbearable burning sensation came from his right hand, and a thin layer of pale red flames gradually grew on the surface of Zhou Xiaotian's body. There were countless flames in his body, scorching his internal organs.

"Boom" There was a loud bang in the dantian in Zhou Xiaotian's abdomen, and the feeling of a flame burning his body rose from the five organs, and in a moment Zhou Xiaotian's whole body trembled, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and his face was pale.

The world is unpredictable, disasters do not go alone, and the strange disease that has been silent for three years suddenly broke out at this moment.

Zhou Xiaotian's body turned over the river and the sea, and the water on the surface of the body vaporized and steamed, scorching hot, like ten thousand ants gnawing at it. He was horrified in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth to shout, the red thing seemed to stick to his palm, and he couldn't shake it off, and he could faintly see that the red thing turned into a red thread, slowly converging on his right wrist.

His face was also distorted and hideous by the unbearable pain of his body, and it was really worse than death. I never thought that I had just seen the hope of living, but now I was going to be shattered here. The more I struggled, the more helpless I felt in my heart.

"Is it just dead?"

Zhou Xiaotian sighed unwillingly in his heart, his eyes darkened, and he gradually lost consciousness.