Just after Su Xingzhi had just entered the tortoise shell of the Heavenly Machine, suddenly, I saw a thunderclap, and a figure stood in the sky, holding a young man in his hand.

Although Su Xingzhi didn't know who the young man standing in mid-air was, he could recognize that the young man in his hand was Ji Jin, who he had met in his dream.

At this moment, Ji Jin's face was like white paper, and he didn't know what was pierced on his body, but no blood dripped out.

As for who that young man was, Su Xingzhi had no way of knowing, only that this person was very strong, strong enough to be able to hold the Chaos Blue Lotus Seed in his hand with his own strength, and the demon beast next to him could not come to him 500 meters no matter how hard he tried.

"When did we have such a fierce man in our second secret realm?" Su Xingzhi said secretly in his heart.

Su Xingzhi was looking at the young man in the suit, and the young man in the suit was also looking at him.

When Su Xingzhi saw his eyes with a little smile, he chuckled in his heart.

What a pair of deep eyes it was, Su Xingzhi just glanced at it, as if he had fallen into the abyss.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and Su Xingzhi withdrew his gaze.

And the young man sat like this where Su Xingzhi was originally promoted, and leaned against a tree casually.

……

The door of the empty ward was ajar, and the TV on the wall was broadcasting a live broadcast of the fiery Second Secret Realm.

It is not known whether it was rain or snow, and the water drops beat rhythmically against the window lattice.

This is the first snow of this winter. It's not huge, but it's a pleasure.

The stagnant water pooled into puddles, and the black rain boots fell and splashed.

An elderly man walks tremblingly on crutches on the path of the hospital.

Some cloudy eyes looked at the snowflakes that fell on his body and disappeared immediately, and even in this weather, the old man did not know whether the composition of these water droplets in front of him was snow or rain.

Maybe it's just a crystalline...... The old man thought so.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, a pair of turbid bloomed with a faint golden light, and for a moment time seemed to pause, and a crack suddenly appeared beside him, and the old man stepped in without thinking.

……

"Tick"

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"Tick"

The empty bathroom repeats the sound of water droplets hitting the bathtub.

Water droplets ripple as they fall, and the hot water, which is slightly uncomfortable with carbon-based organisms, floats in a mist.

The owner it carries seems to be contemplative, quiet and unnecessary. If it weren't for the vague glimpse of his chest still rising and falling in the water, I'm afraid most people would have thought that he had passed away.

Forty-five degrees.

The boy opened his eyes, looked at the skin like cooked shrimp, and smiled bitterly.

"If you soak it any longer, I'm afraid I'll faint." He thought.

He stood up and grabbed the plug from the tub.

At the moment of getting up, he had an uncomfortable reaction when he was already a little dizzy.

A strong feeling of suffocation hits, and the lack of oxygen and weakness caused by the lack of air circulation also follows.

One wonders how long he stayed in the bathtub.

The boy desperately tried to stabilize his body, but the intense feeling of dizziness hit his body and mind for a while.

Eventually, all he remembered was that he didn't hold on to any tool that could help him stabilize his body, and slammed it into the ground.

But the scene seemed to be premeditated, and in an instant, an ill-fitting robe was placed on his body, and a crack appeared before the ground that subsequently accepted his body.

……

Under the sun, the mutton fat jade-like skin was crystal clear, the white and delicate hands could not hide the wisps of glow, and the thin and blown-out arms were a little weak on the craggy strange stones.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Reborn in destruction, like a willow tree struck by lightning, it is unwilling to extinguish and draw out the weeping buds of the young willow.

Immortal, young people have survived the darkest upheavals.

At a glance for 10,000 years, the memory seems to stay at the moment when the shoulder blade was pierced, if it weren't for the obsession in my heart, maybe it would have been extinguished.

He withdrew his thoughts, and his pupils, which had seemed to be dilated, became more and more focused.

Rubble was scattered in front of him, and he tried to get up, but the sharp stone cut through his white body, but it couldn't leave a trace.

Thousands of years of precipitation, black hair like a stream, a pair of eyes deep but a little ignorant, the way of heaven is missing, the memory is lost, and the fragments of memory are wandering in his mind, if it weren't for the patchwork, maybe he would have forgotten who it was.

According to common sense, after thousands of years, the body of a young man should be dry even if it is not rotten, how can it be half a point more delicate than a girl like now.

Flicking his fingers into a man, cutting off the long hair like a stream, he was naked, cutting the morning glow as a shirt, cutting the fog as a robe, and he seemed to have Caixia as a companion between a breath and a breath.

A faint evil smile appeared on his face, and a crack appeared next to him with a slight finger stroke, and although he had just woken up for a short time, he still stepped into the crack.

……

Bai Yao's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, her numb face was stained with tears, and her red pupils were bloodshot.

One corpse after another was scattered around him, each one rotting, black, and stinking.

In front of him, only a humanoid creature was left approaching him.

The creature's eyes were bulging, its festering skin smelling pungent, its sharp fangs no doubt crushing bones, and its sharp claws were sharp enough to cut through steel plates.

"Your Highness...... Quick, kill me......"

The creature screamed hoarsely, its body twisted unnaturally, and its shoulder blades bulged out with huge pus, as if something was about to burst out.

"Goodbye."

Bai Yao burst into tears, tears flowed uncontrollably, and the long knife covered with rust in his hand was thrown out with all his might, accurately cutting off the head of the creature.

Bai Yao was lying on the ground panting heavily, his robe was widely damaged, the scars on his thighs were deep and bone-invisible, and he could feel severe pain when he moved slightly.

By Bai Yao's side, there was a black forest, and it was also the birth point of their demon clan's foundation building period monks in the secret realm.

At the beginning, there was nothing to explore, although they never got out of this forest, but they also lived a good life here, there were no demon beasts to stop them, as long as they survived these days and waited for the other monks to kill the husband, they could get out.

However, just when Xiuzhen Daily sent a message announcing that the boss guarding the pass had another demon, something happened to them here.

All the demon cultivators who appeared here have all turned into this picture of people not being human, ghosts and ghosts, and their strength has increased significantly, their consciousness has gradually blurred, and finally they have become machines that can only kill.

Originally, Bai Yao just thought that this was an isolated phenomenon, but when he saw everyone become like this, he realized that this was not an accident......

And he personally beheaded the demon monks who came to the secret realm with him......