"It's finally over, and I haven't been able to get out of it in the end, in this cold and ruthless road, I have long lost everything, no relatives and friends, and all the old people in my memory have left. ”

In the night sky, one after another light and rain flew to the sky, bright and poignant, the man in white was empty and quiet, his whole body was glowing, inch after inch of blazing light continued to escape from his body, and the whole figure of the man in white in a trance became more and more unreal.

"Those who have been imprinted in my memory, I have failed, and I have not reached the end of the day, I cannot break free, so let me go with the wind. ”

He looked at the sky, as if there was his most precious and beautiful past, in the clear eyes, but there was mist steaming, closed his eyes, all the memories appeared in his eyes, but it was even more desolate and sad, when the last ray of light dissipated, the man in white completely disappeared, he turned into the starlight of the west sky and left.

The sky is arrogant, he is so calm and unbreakable from beginning to end, out of the dust like smoke, his obsession, his loneliness, his desolation are all gone with the wind, the burden of his life is all unloaded at this moment, and the end may also be a relief.

The man in white is awe-inspiring, and in ancient times, how many corpses and bones fell under his feet, the world was jealous and frightened because of his indifference and ruthlessness.

However, in his heart, there are also flesh and blood, tears and tears, and he can never erase his memories and true feelings, carrying the weight of his life, going on the road alone, chewing on boundless misery and sadness.

He is like a man who is confused, the world can't understand it at all, his Tao is so bloody, slaughtering hundreds of millions, but his heart is always as clear as it was at the beginning, as he said His Tao is incomprehensible to the world, and he has been carrying it all his life.

When the starlight dispersed, the wind blew fiercely, and the world became more and more gloomy in the night, and the bitter cold wind blew through the devastated land, and there was no desolation after the slaughter, and everything came to an end.

The whole battlefield is silent, and a generation of Tianjiao has come to an abrupt end, this result makes people sigh, and it also makes people feel heavy, is that road really so difficult, even such an otherworldly person has perished, what hope do you have for these people.

"Hey, alas, a sad life, against the kindness of my heart, burdened with killing, and embarked on a ruthless and indifferent path, just for detachment, just for the initial attachment, but in the end it still failed and ended gloomily. ”

I don't know who sighed, the man in white is too mysterious, his life, his path, everyone doesn't know much, but he disappeared with the starlight in the western sky, but it made everyone feel sorry for him.

"His name is Lingfeng. "The Holy Lord of Lin'an.

The last ray of light of the man in white flew thousands of miles away, and in front of the tombstone, Yun Yang silently looked at the figure in front of him, the same as what he saw in the robbery in the past, but the person in front of him had a lot more supreme charm than that day, so that all the creatures in the heaven and earth were ashamed of themselves.

The man in white is peerless, and his smile is like a spring breeze in March, some brilliant, some free, and some poignant.

Yun Yang didn't ask, how did he find himself, this person manifested in his own robbery in the past, and the two of them had already been involved in the great cause and effect, so it didn't seem strange that he could come.

Yun Yang confronted the man in white for a long time, no one spoke, everything in the night sky was very quiet, his posture was slender, his three thousand long hair was scattered, and his heroic silhouette was perfect, as bright as jade, exuding a dense luster.

Some are young, but they can't hide the supreme spirit revealed under the edges and corners, and the delicate eyebrows are like the bright moon in the night sky, as deep as splashing ink, with insight into billions of people, looking down on all beings, transcending the universe.

He stood in the mountains, rivers and rivers, like a celestial man walking out of the painting, his temperament and charm were not inferior to the man in white, and vaguely the two were like the brightest stars in the universe competing for glory with each other.

"I never thought that there would be someone like you in this life. ”

The man in white said, although Yun Yang only has the cultivation of the Yongquan stage now, it is obvious that the man in white has already classified him into that type of person.

Yun Yang's expression was as usual, and he was not shaken by the admiration of the man in white, he took it for granted.

"Immortal magic is in the depths of the cemetery. ”

Suddenly, the man in white was extremely solemn, he did not speak, but quietly passed a thought to Yun Yang.

Yun Yang set off a wave in his heart, but he quickly calmed down again, he had received a transmission from the man in white, about the immortal arts, he had also heard about it, although he didn't know what the concept was, but it was obviously an incomparably supreme and sacred thing.

"Hehe, you don't seem to know what the concept of immortality is, and it's true, immortal magic is too ethereal, and it has only appeared a few times since countless epochs, except for a few people, no one can tell whether it really exists or not. ”

"But I can tell you that immortal magic does exist, and it is definitely a transcendent and supreme anti-heaven existence than the law of the ancient emperor. ”

"It is rumored that the Fa created by a few people who are suspected of breaking the limits of life and touching the immortal in the endless years has transcended the extreme of the Great Dao and recreated the peaks at the peak, which is an immortal technique that truly looks down on the eternals and stands at the top of the Nine Heavens. ”

The man in white said solemnly, the four words of immortal art are too sensitive, even if he is now dead and dead, leaving only a shallow imprint, but the mention of immortal art is still taboo.

The stakes are too great, and there will be a great terror that will happen, and even if he dies, he will not be at peace.

Yun Yang's mind was tossing and turning, thinking that the black ceramic piece had been flying towards the depths of the cemetery on its own before it, could it be for the Immortal Technique.

"Why are you telling me this. ”

Yun Yang looked at the man in white, even though there was a great cause and effect between the two, but the man in white was very likely to violate the taboo by doing this, and he couldn't do it at all.

"Huh. The man in white smiled, as warm as a ** day, under the bright light, his figure gradually faded, and finally disintegrated in the night sky, and the brilliance rushed to all directions.

Faintly, Yun Yang saw a picture:

There, he is not a supreme arrogance, he is just an ordinary young man who works hard for his ideals, he will also fail, be despised by others, provoked by the disciples of the Great Sect, and be coldly regarded by the world.

His hard work, his hard work is often not in exchange for gains, only disappointment, he is ambitious, but his dreams are never attainable, he screams to the sky, but reality shoots him down again and again.

At that time, he could go home and slowly heal his wounds, at that time, some friends would come to see him and threaten to stand up for him.

Those years were not grandiose, but it was the happiest time in his heart, so that he will always be engraved in his heart, even if in the years to come, his hands were covered with blood, and his feet fell into mountains and seas of bones, but his heart is still as clear as it was at the beginning.

Later, the earth-shattering creation of that life appeared, shaking the entire universe, and all the heavens and all races participated in that competition, and there were countless powerful races in the universe, and the strong gathered to cover the sky with a snap of their fingers.

However, the Great Creation flew away in the scramble of those people, and was finally obtained by this unknown young man, which turned out to be the Immortal Technique, although he didn't know how rebellious the Immortal Technique was at the time, but he could be sure that it was definitely a supreme text.

He was very happy to get the immortal technique, and vaguely felt that this might be something that could change his fate, but at the same time he had hidden worries in his heart, the truth that the husband was innocent and guilty of his guilt was understood by everyone among the monks, and he was even more afraid that it would bring ruin to his family.

He didn't tell his family that he had been given the art of immortality, he knew that there was a lot of stake, and he only said that he had offended the enemy and needed to move away to avoid trouble.

As the incident happened, the wind and clouds in the heavens and the earth surged, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive and infiltrating, the supreme Dao system, the ancient family, and the supreme race turned the world upside down, just to find that thing.

The young man's heart became more and more worried, he knew that if he stayed any longer, he would definitely bring disaster to his family, and he left, although his heart was very painful, but he was really helpless, those people were so high up that pinching them to death was like pinching them to death like an ant.

He still remembers the heartbreak of his family, the day when his friends came to see him off, and all the affection was unspoken, and he remembers the woman saying that she would wait there for her return.

On that day, he fled from a foreign country and began to flee from all directions, and for a short time no one knew that it had fallen into his hands, and he had to make progress in this hasty time, hoping that one day he could contend with those people.

In the process of cultivating, because of the struggle for cultivation and resources, he often clashed with the children of the supreme Dao, who were nostrils to the sky, commanding and arrogating, thinking that everything in the world should be theirs, and never looked down on others at all.

Unable to expose the art of immortality, he was often insulted and trampled on by those disciples of the Supreme Dao until he actually threw them away.

Soon after, those supreme daoists, supreme races, and ancient families finally suspected him, and they all wanted to capture him, and as soon as the great sect decree came out, the whole world wanted to find him and hand him over to those people in exchange for rewards.

The world is vast, but there is no place for himself, every day someone finds him, every time he is covered in bruises, although he escapes again and again with the mysterious ability of immortal art, but more people start to hunt him down.

At first, those great sects didn't take him seriously, they just sent some minions to capture him, and then as he escaped again and again, those great sects gradually sent powerful people, and people from all races in the universe came to capture him, and they didn't want his things to fall into the hands of other Dao systems.

With such a strong lineup, he would have no chance to escape, and that day, he was found again, and in the hands of those masters of the Great Sect, he had no room to resist at all, he was angry, he roared, but he was greeted only by the cold and contemptuous gazes of one pair after another.

He was broken and his knowledge of the sea was abolished, he was picked up like an object, and the noise in his ears was endless, and all the tribes were fighting to determine the ownership of his object.

How can the dragon care about the idea of ants, these people are in high positions one by one, and they are presented to the altar by the world, and they have long been accustomed to being high, giving and demanding, and treating the common people in the world as grass mustard and ants.

At this moment, he only felt that the supreme Taoist system, who was admired by all people in the world, and the strong man of Gaidai, turned out to be so dirty, dirty, and so cruel and unkind.

But in terms of absolute strength, all resistance is futile, and they can't break free in front of them, and they can't even want to die.

Until the end, a man intervened, and when the powerhouses of all races in the universe saw him, they were all in awe, and lowered their heads highly, no one dared to raise their heads to look at that man, and they couldn't bear his breath and knelt on the ground.

The man took him away, no one dared to say anything, and then the man took himself as an apprentice, and the world was shocked when the news came out, and no one dared to rashly attack him again.

He was finally able to walk in the world openly, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the worst news happened, he returned to the house where he had been away for many years, and the houses were still the same, but the people inside were nowhere to be found.

He was told that the owner of the house had been taken away by powerful monks decades ago, and that several families outside the city had been bloodily slaughtered decades earlier.

Eventually, he saw inscriptions in those places, but they were all his old friend, friend, and the woman's grave stood impressively in them.

In the blink of an eye, the years have passed, the young man's road is getting farther and farther away, and he is alone by the grave to keep his oath. ”

The man in white was crazy with hatred, roaring in the sky, angry and angry, boundless hatred, he just wanted to kill all the people who were high above him under his sword.

Packing up all his grief and indignation, he went on the road alone, he was going to conquer the emperor's road, if one day he attained the godless position, he could refine the heaven and earth in his heart, and when he wiped out the world, he would re-establish the rules of order in the world.

Battle, battle, battle, the galaxy jumps apart, thousands of corpses, blood rushes to the sky, and all living beings are dim.

Fight to the world is lonely, fight to the world is invincible, with the blood and bones of all souls to pave my emperor's road, even if I bear a lifetime of infamy, even if I bear a body of sin, I have no regrets.

I have lost everything in this life, and preaching is my place and my meaning, and maybe everything will be again one day.