The darkness seemed to be boundless, and the gusts of yin wind carried an incomparable chill, eroding Ji Qiang's consciousness.

I woke up slowly in a drowsiness, felt my consciousness gradually disappear, and a faint sadness surfaced in my heart.

On the eve of this soul-wandering, the depths of my memory seemed to be covered with thick dust, and I couldn't remember those things in the past.

looked around blankly, and a trace of regret inadvertently remained in my heart, turning into a brand and lingering.

Sighing softly, it seemed so powerless, and floated quietly into the distance.

Who is it that is watching in the dark, who is crying in silence?

Who is calling, who is looking back again and again?

Faintly, the consciousness becomes weak, and almost wants to follow the wind.

But faintly, a distant and familiar voice seemed so vague.

Who is holding him back, who is crying out in pain, who is crying in pain, who is lamenting silently, who is crying in the wind?

Everything, hidden in the dark, turned into a breeze.

Darkness, once again devouring his consciousness, silently led him to the place of liberation.

In a coma, a voice sounded again, bursting with questions, trying to touch him.

Memories of the past, really blurry? Memories of the past, do you follow the wind?

A lifetime of persistence, so ended, that part of the soul touch, can it still remain in the depths of the soul?

In the midst of the rage, the blood shadow changed its form, desperately trying to get rid of the entanglement of the soul of battle intent. But at this moment, the soul of the fighting spirit made a determination to die, as long as he did not die, he would never let go.

In the dazzling brilliance, a faint inky light flowed faintly, which was the soul power of the soul of battle intent, which continued to gush.

In mid-air, the Pangu Giant Axe exuded a vast and extremely vicious force, and its power had accumulated to the highest point, and this time it erupted, arrogant and domineering, and there was nothing to resist.

There was a strange roar and thunder, and the air flow was like opening the sky, and it swept wildly. The black pillar of light instantly split into nine paths, and then the nine turned into one, distorting and vast, and finally forming a great avenue to return to the truth.

It converged into a qi machine that destroyed everything, and forcibly destroyed a blood cloud formed by entangling the soul of battle intent with the blood shadow.

With a powerful destructive force, Yu Jin scraped and cut the body of the blood shadow layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, the powerful qi tore through the skin of the blood shadow and destroyed the meridians around it.

With a sharp roar, the blood shadow twisted its body in danger, struggling to get rid of the shackles of the soul of battle intent, and the figure flashed extremely quickly, desperately dodging in mid-air at an extremely strange frequency.

At this moment, the blood shadow, the blood color of the whole body fluctuated sharply, obviously the injury was not light, and he looked at the Pangu giant axe with a frightened face, trembling.

The soul of battle intent retreated to the side of the Pangu Giant Axe with infinite remorse, extremely weak to him, regretting that he had not been able to restrain the Blood Shadow, otherwise, this time, the Blood Shadow would have been buried under the Pangu Axe.

Opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at the dark surroundings, Ji Qiang's consciousness was very weak.

Who is it and why can't I hear clearly? Exactly what you want to say, be louder, I can't hear you.

Quietly, the mysterious voice disappeared again.

After recalling it with great effort, it seemed that there was a trace of impression left in my mind, but it was so vague that I couldn't see it clearly......

Feeling that his life had come to an end, Ji Qiang seemed a little lonely at this moment.

Maybe it's powerlessness, maybe it's confusion, in short, at this moment, his mind is blank, and there is nothing.

In the empty memory, except for the paleness and loneliness, all this is so depressing.

Looking up slightly, looking at the endless sky, his eyes were so empty at this moment, as if his soul had drifted away.

In the silence, Ji Qiang flickered with a glimmer of consciousness and floated into the endless dark abyss, and everything ended like that.

Suddenly, a hint of question reached his heart, making him can't help but turn around.

In this life, you are gone like this, but what is there to be nostalgic for?

In the world, is there no trace of care?

Those sparkling eyes, you forget like that, that trace of cool beauty, didn't it stay in the bottom of your heart?

In the dark, Ji Qiang looked at the way he came, and the dusty memories rushed to his heart like a tide at this moment.

Those seductive eyes, flashing with a charming look, suddenly appeared under his eyes.

The beauty of that cool god, like a bright moon in the sky, emitted a powerful light, slowly illuminating his surroundings.

The slightest call sounded at this moment, repeated greetings, floating in the heart.

A beautiful figure, quietly emerging in the darkness, was smiling and waving to him.

Suddenly, all thoughts flashed in my heart, and all kinds of past came to my mind clearly.

With a low roar, Ji Qiang's whole body flashed with a faint light, and he flew towards the road with all his strength.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that he couldn't just die, there were still many unfinished things to do, and he flew forward with all his might, Ji Qiang had a resolute belief in his heart.

In the reverse path, the strong binding force firmly grabbed Ji Qiang's consciousness, wanting to devour him, and behind him, a mysterious and mysterious voice kept calling, allowing him to continue to return to the darkness.

However, at this moment, Ji Qiang's heart was full of resolute will and was struggling to move forward.

It seemed to be boundless, Ji Qiang flew for a long time, and it was still dark all around.

Feeling that the restraint force was getting bigger and bigger, Ji Qiang's consciousness became weaker and weaker, and a sense of powerlessness and helplessness slowly surrounded him.

After a long period of effort, Ji Qiang fell into boundless darkness as his consciousness faded.

Haggard and powerless, he was angry, but he had no choice but to give up, because he had no choice.

Unwilling anger and sighs, like his last voice, drifted away in the darkness.

When everything comes to an end and the consciousness disappears, between heaven and earth, a strong obsession instantly breaks through heaven and earth and travels through time and space.

A soul called out with a voice, wisps of greetings, and with incomparable persistence, forcibly crossed the Three Realms, and sent a final greeting to the deceased person.

In the darkness, a floating consciousness suddenly vibrate, and the moving call, the heart-wrenching greeting, made it slowly gather.

The red color of blood flashed at this moment!

A blood moon, in the thick of the blood-colored waves, rose like a dream.

The mellow and vast luster rippled in the poignant ripples, rippling the entire time and space.

At this moment, a three-color pillar of light suddenly rose out of thin air, connecting with the blood moon in the sky.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared between heaven and earth, and I saw a beautiful figure gradually emerging in the dazzling three-color pillar of light.

As the bright brilliance became stronger and stronger, the beautiful figure became clearer and clearer.

Finally, Bing'er's haggard and sad figure was revealed.

I saw Bing'er's two lines of tears, sliding across her pale and cold cheeks, dripping into the blood-colored mist......