Zhao Qing's expression was confused and there was a hint of fear of the unknown, those huge stars fell one by one under the boundless starry sky, and they burst out with an incomparable divine light in the extremely sublimated falling momentum.

Each ray of light was like the first heavenly qi that opened the heavens and the earth, piercing through the gloomy dark void for thousands of miles, and then shattered into countless pieces in that terrifying black hole that melted into nothing.

At the last moment, when the most brilliant blazing and light had dissipated and cooled, the remaining green smoke like ashes flew away, and gradually disappeared at all.

Zhao Qing's divine soul body was almost at the limit of its endurance in such a vision of the heavens and the earth shattering and the universe shattering.

Not only did there be a sound in his flesh like bones and blood cracking, but there were also clear cracks in his soul.

This is a sharp pain comparable to cutting the marrow of hair, just like thousands of knives cutting back and forth at the edge of Zhao Qing's most sensitive nerves, it slowly tortures you until you completely sink and fall, such a long and real feeling is one

Those who respect steel pouring can't stand it.

It's just that the source of the unbearable pain is actually Zhao Qing's own body, not caused by all kinds of chaotic visions in the outside world.

There is a self-protective function in everyone's brain, and once the body receives information beyond its own limit, it may be extremely fearful, or extremely bloody, or even extremely joyful, which may cause this function to turn on automatically

Open.

This function is like a last-minute shackle, which firmly guards the last line of defense in mind.

That is why some people will form amnesia after being frightened and hit hard, in fact, this shackle in the mind automatically blocks the information received in the mind before in order to protect the mental safety of the body.

Of course, this function can be automatically activated, and it can also be artificially manipulated by a master of supreme mana.

When Zhao Qing was a child, he saw his parents fall under the butcher's knife of the murderer, and the entire village was killed. This was simply unbearable for a toddler who was only three or four years old at the time.

His young and fragile mind collapsed at that time, and later it was invaded by the poison of blood, causing him to lose all his mind and almost become a bloodthirsty and brutal demon.

Fortunately, he was rescued by a disciple of the Haoyun Immortal Sect, and later, under the mana of Master Mo Ye and the first Heavenly Sect, he expelled the blood power in his body.

But the scene that was firmly entrenched in the depths of his mind could not be expelled. Master Mo Ye had no choice but to use a secret method to seal all his seven spiritual veins, because if he cultivated in the future, he would attract unnecessary demons to rush away this dusty memory, which would inevitably lead to him

Zhao Qing will sink again.

If he doesn't know how to practice, he naturally can't provoke the demons in his heart, and later sent him to the Beast Valley to be adopted and cared for by the old man, originally wanting Zhao Qing to live his life so quietly.

However, who would have thought that after the body was transformed, Zhao Qing said that he could not practice the law of the human race. But in the hands of the mysterious predecessors, with the cultivation method of the demon clan, he still embarked on the path of cultivation, which may be the number of heavenly dao, and it should have been his final end

There is no escape.

Today, the mysterious senior unexpectedly appeared and rescued Zhao Qing who was in danger, and there would not have been a scene of reopening his memory, but after he saw Zhao Qing accidentally fuse with the spirit of the Seven-Star Tiger Striped Jiao, he already understood in his heart. This step has finally come.

With his unfathomable ability, he could naturally return to Zhao Qing's childhood land. Unleash the magic of heaven and earth creation and see everything.

He once made a move, secretly and automatically used the power of the Haotian Treasure Mirror to trace the origin of time, and unexpectedly saw some fragments that surprised him.

At that moment, he suddenly discovered that this registered disciple whom he had carefully trained for so many years was far more mysterious than he had imagined. It seemed that a pair of big hands in the dark pushed him in front of Haoyun Immortal Sect.

There are so many secrets on Zhao Qing's body that even he vaguely feels terrible in his own heart, behind Zhao Qing, there seems to be an existence standing that even this world is trembling for watching Zhao Qing's every move.

And that kind of existence is the supremacy that he himself can't even imagine.

Everyone knows that the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon were created by the god Pangu. But if even this earth-breaking god is a pawn in these endless years, is there a supreme existence that even Pangu has to look up to, this should be considered by people today

When it arrived, the legends that were too old had almost dissipated in the long river of time.

On the contrary, the ancient myths that seem to have after-dinner jokes in the mouths of mortals are occasionally mentioned, but they are not necessarily the same.

Cultivators only pursue the immortal path of immortality, so there should only be this eternal unchanging sun and moon on the immortal path.

Perhaps, it should be

Zhao Qing was struggling, as if he had walked in a sea of swords and fires, covered in cold sweat, and he was about to faint in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to give up.

The spirit platform began to show signs of confusion, and all kinds of demons danced wildly, wanting to take advantage of this rare opportunity to pull Zhao Qing into the darkness of the sunk.

In normal days, Zhao Qing was protected by the holy fire of the Sun True Fire, and the Heavenly Demons could not help him in the slightest, but at this moment, the Holy Fire between Heaven and Earth was unexpectedly dormant in the deepest part, and he couldn't feel the slightest breath.

If it weren't for the occasional flashing orange-red light in the bones and blood, and the warmth flowing in the heart, it really made people think that the true fire of the sun had left Zhao Qing.

However, the determined look on Zhao Qing's sweaty face was moving, and although his eyes were a little sloppy, the resoluteness in the depths became more and more obvious.

He knew the source of the pain, and he knew in his heart that the more torturous the pain became, the more his body instincts resented the lost memory.

He really wanted to know his past, what unbearable obstacles he encountered in those blank years, and let his instincts be so disgusted by the return of this memory.

This is beyond the scope of disgust, but rather instinctively fearful of what is in memory.

"Ah" Zhao Qing roared in pain, his gums were oozing blood, and his hideous face was quite terrifying, like a mad beast roaring.

A turbulent current in his chest was pounding against his internal organs, which seemed to be shattered into slag. That kind of pain is difficult to express and describe, Zhao Qing has spasms all over his body, and the veins of the green muscles are twisted at will, wandering strangely under the skin and skin, like a small snake devouring

His flesh.

"Boom" The monstrous qi and blood essence exploded and rushed out of Zhao Qing's Heavenly Spirit Acupoint. Majestic as the sea, the dark world was plunged into a white mist.

The sound of the Great Dao Lun suddenly sounded at this time, like a clear spring bubbling through, but invisibly through the coercion, it was like a rushing Yangtze River, from the other end of the vast starry sky rapidly rowed.

Rushing into Zhao Qing's Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, shattering all the white dense fog, the surrounding qi and blood storm suddenly became more powerful, and there was a pair of white giant hands dancing in the heaven and earth. The falling momentum of the stars in the sky also came to an abrupt halt.

Wisps of hazy starlight sprinkled down overwhelmingly, a little bit of bright essence was bright and transparent, and the power of starlight was mighty and mighty, making the starry sky tremble, like a shower of stars.

The most surprising thing is that these flying light and rain are actually composed of some time fragments, so one by one, they fall down and converge into an ocean of time. Drown Zhao Qing.

These are all the memories of Zhao Qing being sealed, and they all hit at this moment. It can be regarded as chaotic, but fortunately, after all, it is all something that belongs to Zhao Qing, and now it has returned again, in addition to the familiarity with a slight sense of strangeness, the sharp pain in the body

Zhao Qing didn't care about this weird feeling anymore.

"Father-in-law?" Zhao Qing, who had his eyes closed, suddenly looked a little hesitant, and even his words were a little unstable.

This is the clearest figure in Zhao Qing's sealed memory. It was a heroic middle-aged man, he was dressed in a majestic golden silk armor, wearing a long sword at his waist, and his eyes were as resolute as iron, but he just glanced at each other faintly. Zhao Qing

I felt the iron-blooded aura coming from this person's body.

The veteran who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time definitely does not have this masculine domineering, and the man's spirit is very vigorous, although he has not cultivated at all, but the momentum of his body is indeed like a furnace burning.

Under his seat, there was a tall red-blooded horse, also covered in chain mail, and the big hooves of the bowl kicked up gusts of wind and sand from time to time.

In front of the man, an innocent child was sitting on the back of the horse, holding the reins of the horse tightly with one small hand, and holding a string of bright red sugar gourds in the other hand, laughing while eating, very happy.

The sticky sugar juice almost touched the child's teeth, but it couldn't stop the silver bell-like laughter.

"Father-in-law, you see there's a city ahead, shall we go over and take a look?" the child turned around, and there was a hint of cunning in his bright eyes.

The middle-aged man stretched out his index finger, scraped the tip of the child's nose dotingly, and laughed loudly: "Little glutton, you want to play again, right?" He saw at a glance what the child in his arms was thinking.

Seeing his little tricks exposed, this kid was also a little embarrassed.

"Okay, then the father-in-law will take you to see!" Who knows, the middle-aged man did not object, and with a flick of the reins in his hand, the horse that sat down spread its limbs and turned into a blood-colored lightning and ran towards a small city in the distance.

In the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, a streak of yellow sand rose high behind him, and from the wind came the sound of giggling happy laughter.

This short fragment of memory flashed in Zhao Qing's mind almost instantly, and in an instant, he recognized the identity of the middle-aged man.

It was Jin Cheng, the general of the kamikaze army who saved Zhao Qing back then, and he was also his closest father-in-law, he was Zhao Qing's reliance in the days after losing his father, if he hadn't arrived in time, I am afraid that Zhao Qing would not have escaped the poisonous hands of the horse bandits.

However, for the sake of Zhao Qing's safety, Master Mo Ye also sealed all of Zhao Qing's memories before coming to Haoyun Immortal Sect in one fell swoop, which is also the fact that Zhao Qing did not remember such a stepfather in his life for so many years.

At this moment, the memory of his father-in-law was like a tide, and it instantly occupied Zhao Qing's heart.

The happiness of the once every scene, as if it was still yesterday, he felt the wind blowing in his ears, as if he had returned to the back of his father's horse again, let the wind blow, the two of them still galloped in the vast world without scruples,

Watch the sunrise and moonset.

Jin Cheng is still the same as before, he is all kinds of favors for Zhao Qing, and he follows Zhao Qing everywhere, he is a general known for his ruthlessness and iron-blooded achievements, but he has completely become a loving father in front of Zhao Qing.

"Huh"

The picture in my mind turned sharply, and I saw that the sky suddenly darkened, and even the sky in the distance seemed to have a trace of sad blood.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, there were cries of killing everywhere, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and from time to time there were tragic cries from afar.

After countless chaotic horses' hooves fell, the violent smoke and dust were raised and the wind and sand were raised, and the sky and the earth were blurred a lot.

Zhao Qing's heart suddenly clenched, he felt a tearing pain, and even stopped breathing.

A warm blood arrow sprayed into Zhao Qing's face, dyeing his eyes red, and the smell of blood only made Zhao Qing almost vomit.

It was in front of a firewood pile, and there was a woman in a cloth clad who was struggling to get up with her hands and feet, her body covered in wounds, and blood gushing out like a spring.

In mid-air, a cold light fell, directly breaking through the lady's chest and killing her on the spot.

Immediately after that, a vicious laugh came, and a fierce horse bandit came over, pulled out the steel knife in the woman's body, looked coldly at the woman's gradually lifeless eyes, and walked away with a contemptuous smile.

"Mother"

Zhao Qing was stunned, his whole body began to tremble violently, I don't know when, he was already trembling and couldn't say the whole thing, the sound seemed to tear flesh and blood out of his shriveled throat.

It was so pale and desolate, Zhao Qing wanted to scream, but at some point he found that he couldn't make a sound, and the hoarse cry in his heart rushed to his lips and only turned into a roar like a beast.

I don't know when, Zhao Qing's face has been completely occupied by hot tears, and the hot tears flow on his face, like a steel knife scraping on his heart, this pain is real and intense.

This is equivalent to letting Zhao Qing recall that unbearable past again, at this moment, he is equivalent to returning to the time when the horse bandits slaughtered the village, watching his mother die under the cold light and flickering blade.

Especially the woman who fell in a pool of blood did not forget to look at Zhao Qing hidden in the firewood before she died, her eyes were already scattered, but there was still a strong love escaped.

Life and death can't block the gaze of mother's love, the woman is obsessed with this, and her last breath is finally broken, and her trembling hand falls heavily.

"No"

Zhao Qing's heart was in great pain, tears burst out of his eyes again, and the moment he felt that the woman's life was completely dissipated, he completely fell into madness.

"Give me death!" Zhao Qing gritted his teeth and roared, his face extremely hideous.

The surging mana surged, and there was no magic move at all, and it directly turned into a terrifying giant palm and pressed down.

There was only one voice echoing in his heart: kill him, kill him, kill him. (To be continued......)