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In the remote dark void, a meteor belt composed of dense meteorites roared through the darkness, and about fifty kilometers away from this meteor belt, a huge meteorite block with a diameter of ten kilometers drew a smooth arc in the universe along the eternal trajectory. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ahh

On the huge meteorite, there are craters, and countless angular and sharp gravel are scattered on the surface of this meteorite. In the pile of stones, a low moan suddenly sounded, breaking the peace of this star field. 、

Under the thick rubble, a bloodstained palm protruded from underneath. A large piece of rubble slid away, and a tarried and distracted head stretched out from under the rubble, revealing a still color on the pale neck.

"Heh~" shook off the rubble that was pressing on his body, and under the pile of stones, an extremely weak figure staggered up from the ground.

"Quack!~"

In the distance, beyond the meteor stone, a strange cry came from afar. The man stared blankly and looked to the east, only to see a screeching demon with wings, agitating its wings to fly from the void in the distance.

"What do I see?...... Human?Human?!! is there a human here?" In the void, a demon with hard scales rolled its eyes to catch a human who staggered from a massive meteorite, seemingly dying at any moment.

"Quack!~ Kill him!" The demon led by a shriek, flapped his flesh wings, and took the lead in flying towards the meteorite seventy or eighty miles away, and behind it, about fifty black-winged demons instigated their flesh wings to draw an arc in the void and flew towards the meteorite.

In a few breaths, the group of demons retracted their flesh wings and landed diagonally on the surface of the meteorite.

"Ha~, human, it's really human!" The demon leader rolled his eyes a few times, and shouted excitedly: "I didn't expect that in this remote starry sky, there are actually human beings, haha......"

"Your Excellency...... It seems a little strange. This human ...... Why is there such a heavy smell of death on his body!" The demon leader came forward, and the other demon's nose twitched, and he wondered: "Moreover, this human seems to be an ordinary human being, so how did he get here?"

"Hmm?......" The demon leader stopped when he heard this, his eyes rolling and he didn't know what he was thinking. The demons' favorite food is human flesh, but only fresh flesh. Demons are not scavengers and are not interested in what has already died. According to the demons, the creatures of death belong to the Lord of Souls who lives beneath the abyss.

On the surface of the meteorite, the humans standing up from the pile of rubble seemed to be unaware of it, and they didn't even look at the demon beside them. His body swayed slightly back and forth, as if he might fall down at any moment.

"This human is indeed a little weird, it doesn't have the aura of an ancient human, it shouldn't be an ancient human. Even if he is an ordinary human, how did he get here?" the demon leader thought, but thinking was not what the demon was good at, and with a wave of his hand, the demon leader shouted, "Leave it alone, eat him!"

Behind him, the demons screamed excitedly, and with a single wing, they turned into black shadows and rushed towards the human.

"Whew!~"

A long sword burning with intense flames suddenly emerged from the void, revealing the hands of the human, only to hear a tearing roar in the void, and more than forty demons who rushed into the rubble pile appeared in the throats of the humans at the same time, and blood spilled. In the blink of an eye, a demonic corpse fell around the human, who seemed to be dying at any moment.

Exactly the same injury, exactly the same position, all in one hit!

A suffocating atmosphere hung over the void, and the surviving demons retracted their steps, swallowing sounds in their throats. No one thought that this human being, who didn't have any trace of true air rotation at all, would kill more than forty people of the same kind in the blink of an eye.

Half an hour later, the demon who had first discovered the human screamed in terror, "Run!"

'Whoa!' The demons, frightened by the sword, finally soared into the air in all directions like beasts......

The human holding the blood-colored flame sword in his hand glanced faintly at the fleeing demon, and the human in the cyan robe strode over the pile of rubble and staggered towards the void. His eyelids kept curling, and he seemed very tired, but every time he was about to close them, he opened them violently. In this human body, there was no flow of true qi, no flow of blood, and there was not a trace of heaving in his chest......

"Master......" the man muttered, identifying the direction, and staggered towards the depths of the universe, which was the primeval ......

Sword Domain.

Time passed, day after day passed. But in the Sword Pavilion, it was dull and terrifying. Ximen Yibei sat in the Sword Pavilion with Lonely and Uninjured Cross-legged, his eyes closed. From time to time, the two of them focused on Feng Yun Wuji on the edge of the cliff, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

Chi Injury has been lost for a long time, and everyone believes that Chi Injury is probably really dead. No one knows what will happen to the news after the return of the sword god. Under the name of the Sword God, there are two disciples, one is Chi Wound, and the other is the Ancient Demon Ape. In fact, the Ancient Demon Ape can only be regarded as half a disciple at most, and in terms of feelings, there is definitely no depth between Chi Hurt and the Sword God. Once, the sword god slaughtered the night clan by himself for the sake of the killing of his disciples. And what about this time?

"Hey...... "Lonely sighed, closed his eyes again, and the shadow of a late wound seemed to appear in front of him again.

"Lonely senior, Master, please ......"

"Lonely seniors, juniors are late and injured to ask for advice......"

In the impression of being lonely and uninjured, Chi Hurt is a disciple of the teacher's extreme courtesy, not only to the Sword God, but also to Chi Hurt to serve his loneliness and Ximen is also quite humble, and he is deeply loved by the Sword Demon, otherwise Lonely will not pass on the practice of Tai Chi Kendo to him.

"I didn't expect him to leave like this time......" Thinking of this, Lonely couldn't help but let out a long sigh in the bottom of his heart, and something seemed to be missing in a corner of his heart.

With a turn of his eyes, Dugu looked in the direction of the bottom of the cliff, where Simon had been standing at the bottom of the cliff for many days. Since his return, Ximen Huanran has been wandering in the Sword Pavilion as if he had lost his soul. It can be seen that Simon Huan has a deep sense of self-reproach for the death of Chi Wound. Watching Chi Hurt and die was a huge blow to Simon Huanran, who was silent, rarely communicated, and attached great importance to friendship.

In the Sword Pavilion, Ximen Yibei was full of sword yuan, and at any moment, he seemed to be practicing. However, lonely and unharmed, he felt a different place in Ximen Yibei - his spirit was a little trance. Under the eyelids that Ximen Yibei occasionally opened, his eyes always wandered to the position where Ximen Huanran stood under the cliff.

Even more unbearable than physical pain is spiritual pain. Simon felt a deep spiritual anguish from his only disciple. And yet he couldn't do anything. Words of comfort can come out of the mouth of any Master, but they cannot come out of His mouth.

Next to Simon and Lonely, the ancient witch and the sage sat opposite each other, and the two of them held the fragrant tea poured by Concubine Feng and drank silently. The fluttering eyes and the occasional distraction seemed to silently tell the usual tea-drinking mood that the two of them had lost.

There was one less person in the Sword Pavilion, and all of a sudden it was empty. Everyone feels that there is something missing in their hearts......

Time passed after this unbearable silence......

I don't know how long it took, under the horizon of the Sword Domain, a man in a black robe staggered towards the Sword Pavilion with staggering steps. The man wore a cloak and hung his head down, as if he didn't want to see his face.

"Need help?" Seeing that the man seemed to be about to fall down at any moment, an ancient master who was cultivating in the sword domain greeted him and stretched out a wrist and said.

However, the man didn't seem to see it, and walked straight past the primeval master. The primeval master in white was stunned for a moment, and his palm still maintained an outstretched posture......

Passing through the crowd of people under the cliff, the black-robed man walked step by step from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, the black-robed man was finally blocked.

"Stop!" a golden-armored soldier stopped the man's direction, "Someone is coming, stop." ”

The man still ignored it and walked silently towards the mountain. 'Choke!' After a sound of gold and iron, the golden armor warrior flicked his wrist, and a long sword with cold light and glitter had already been pulled out of its sheath and lay in front of the black-robed man.

One step, two steps...... The man's pace is slow but firm.

"You ......" The golden armor soldier was furious and was about to make a move, but a gust of wind blew, and the black-robed man's robe flew up like a butterfly, and under the wide robe, something was revealed but attracted the golden armorer, making him stop swinging his sword. When the man's robe flew, under the wide robe, a long sword as red as fire was revealed, which was ...... Excalibur Akayo!

"Young Pavilion Master......" The golden armor man was stunned, muttering to himself, almost unable to believe his eyes, after a while, he turned around, raised his long sword high, and said excitedly: "The young pavilion master is back!......!

"What?!" In the Sword Pavilion, the Ancient Witch, the Sage, and Simon were all shocked, and they all opened their eyes: "Impossible!!"

'Wow!~' Lonely hem flicked, and took the lead in striding out, Ximen, the Sage, and the Ancient Witch followed closely behind, and walked towards the outside of the Sword Pavilion. With the cultivation of the four people, it should have been discovered earlier, but I don't know if it was because of a trance, thinking in my heart or something, I didn't find out about the arrival of Chi Injury.

When the four of them stepped out of the gate of the Sword Pavilion, Concubine Feng had already taken the first step towards the late injury.

"Chi Injury, is it really you?" Concubine Feng looked excited, her eyes were rippling, and she stood in front of Chi Injury. However, Chi Hurt didn't seem to hear it, and still walked forward.

A suspicious look appeared on everyone's faces, and the behavior of the delay revealed all kinds of weirdness. On his body, he was lonely and uninjured and couldn't feel the breath of Tai Chi Kendo at all, not only that, but judging from the breath at this moment, he was more like a human being who had lost all his martial arts.

"Chi Hurt?" Dugu Wu called out, but Chi Hurt didn't respond, and a trace of uneasiness surged in everyone's hearts. Beside the sage, the ancient witch's eyelids opened, and the light in his eyes changed, and he had already used the special exercises of the Wu clan.

"Ahh

"Late injury, is it really you?......"

However, there was still no reaction to Chi Injury. The sky was gloomy and bleak, and she staggered backwards, stepping over Concubine Feng step by step. The joy on Concubine Feng's face suddenly condensed, and a bad premonition came to her heart, almost an instinctive reaction, and at the moment when the delay passed, Concubine Feng stretched out her palm, as if she wanted to grab something from the void.

At some point, Gu Wu suddenly appeared behind Concubine Feng and patted Concubine Feng on the shoulder. Concubine Feng turned her head, but saw Gu Wu shaking her head at herself with a heavy face.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard the voice of the ancient witch in his heart: "...... Don't touch him. The soul of the late wound has been broken, and he was able to get here entirely by virtue of a dying obsession. As soon as this obsession disappears, it hurts ......"

The man wearing a cloak and a black robe finally came to the cliff, in front of the wind and clouds. Putting down Chixiao, the man slowly knelt down, propped his hands on the ground, looked at the cliff, his expression was solemn, motionless Fengyun Wuji, and muttered: "Master, I came back to see you after a late injury......

After saying that, his head lowered deeply, kowtowed, raised his head again, and muttered to him: "Master, the disciple is leaving." The only one who can't let go is Master. The disciple originally wanted to wait until the master woke up from the meditation and fought the gods and demons with the master......! It's impossible!"

"Ahem!~" As he spoke, Chi Sheng suddenly coughed violently, and a wisp of blood rushed out of his mouth and spilled on the rock, but Chi Shen didn't seem to notice.

Kowtowed again, and Chi Shen raised his head: "...... Disciples, slow injuries are not filial, and they can no longer serve the Master. Disciple here to bow down! I wish Master great success, immortal and immortal!"

"Before the ascension, the disciple had heard about it. Between master and apprentice, three knocks are bonded, and three knocks are insulated. After the name of master and apprentice is decided, at most one kowtow can be made. After three knocks, the master-apprentice relationship in this life will come to an end. ”

"First knock, I wish Master and Master Niang eternal marriage!"

"Bang!—"

"Second knock, I wish Master a lifelong wish, and may my ancient human race reach the peak of the four clans!"

"Bang!—"

"The third knock, may the afterlife be ...... Re-invest...... Shizun's disciples...... Serve...... Shizun ...... "Chi Hurt's voice became weaker and weaker, and his body gradually fell to the ground. Overhead, the black cloak fell aside, revealing a pale young face, on which two tear stains were slowly slipping down......

"Late Injury ......"

"Late Injury ......"

"Late Injury ......"

......

Everyone called softly, but on the face that Chi Hurt was half exposed, the dim pupils slowly spread, and the lips were still imperceptibly one by one, and suddenly they were still calling, Master......

Before the cliff, Feng Yunwuji, who had been sitting still, seemed to feel something, and his long straight hair suddenly danced. In the shocked gaze of everyone, Fengyun Wuji slowly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the corpse that was limp on the ground in front of him, without a single sound. A deep sadness came over his face. The right hand, which was originally hanging on the knee, slowly stretched out, stretched out to the wounded head, and stretched out to the long hair that was messy. His fingers twitched, as if he wanted to grasp something, or hold something. His soul had not yet returned, and he did not know that the young man who was paralyzed on the ground was his only disciple and his favorite disciple. He didn't know that his only disciple had already been shattered by the Fourteenth Lord God, and with only one obsession, he crossed the void and returned to the primeval world to see him for the last time. Three knocks to get married, three knocks to grace. He didn't know anything, he was just instinctive and wanted to keep it.

Under the sky, the clouds were bleak, and the clouds swirled in the sky, and the wind blew in front of the cliffs, whining. The Holy Mountain, the Sword Pavilion, a pair of eyes were invested on the pair of parting masters and apprentices on the edge of the cliff.

Eyes moved away from the corpse, Feng Yun Wuji slowly raised his head, looking at the vast sky above his head, and out of the corner of his eye, two lines of shocking blood red slowly flowed out.

"Mowgli ......"

"Ah......h

There was an exclamation all around......

For no reason, the entire Sword Domain was filled with a sad emotion, and in the distance, the Taigu Clan, who still didn't understand what was going on, only felt that their hearts were twitching violently, and a deep sorrow poured out uncontrollably from the bottom of their hearts, and tears flowed out of their eyes inexplicably.

Three knocks are married, and three knocks are insulated......

All the sounds, all the sights, disappeared from his eyes. Only the three rings were still reflected on his pupils, refusing to disperse......

"First knock, I wish Master and Master Niang eternal marriage!"

"Bang!—"

"Second knock, I wish Master a lifelong wish, and may my ancient human race reach the peak of the four clans!"

"Bang!—"

"The third knock, may the afterlife be ...... Re-invest...... Shizun's disciples...... Serve...... Master ......"

In the sea of consciousness of the wind and clouds, the sound of the three rings became louder and louder, and gradually spread out in all directions......

......

Outside of the primeval realm, hundreds of millions of planes, the divine consciousness of the unscrupulous billions of gods suddenly all stopped functioning......

A plane......

"Master, the apprentice is going down the mountain!" In front of the sword house, a handsome young man in Xuanyi carried a broad-backed sword on his back, smiling, and beside him, a girl in a goose yellow robe stood side by side with him.

"Master, we're going down the mountain!" said the girl.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!" In front of the grass house in the deep mountains, an old man with white hair and a kind face smiled with a beard, and the boy and girl in front of him were his proud people. No matter how high the martial arts are, they can't resist the erosion of the years. The disputes on the rivers and lakes will be bored if you see too much. Only when he saw that his martial arts could be passed down in the hands of his disciples could he feel gratified.

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's three bows!"

"Master is above, please accept Lan'er's three bows!"

......

The old man smiled and accepted the knock from the two. The boy and the girl bowed down in front of the grass house, knelt down in unison, and bowed to the old man.

"Bang!~"

The crisp sound of kowtowing came into his ears, and the old man was suddenly shocked, and his eyes became trance-like. In front of the grass house, the images of the two disciples suddenly became blurred. In a daze, the old man only felt that he was in some extremely distant place, and he was not so old. What the hell is it?, the old man thought, but everything was vague.

"Bang!~"

When the sound of the second kowtow came, the old man's whole body trembled, and the already blurred scene in front of him suddenly disappeared from his eyes like a low tide. And in the depths of the soul, an impression hidden deep in the memory coincides with the scene in front of you. In the chest, the heart, which was already difficult to fluctuate too much, suddenly beat violently......

'Bang!'

When the third kowtow sounded, there was a 'boom' in the old man's mind, and he felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter.

......

'Beep!'

In the ancient temple, a bonfire burned brightly, dispersing a warm halo in this cold and rainy night. Outside the ancient temple, the rain poured down, and the sound of raindrops was like a sound in the ears, but inside the ancient temple was a piece of warmth.

"Master!" a young man with a haggard face who could not hide his excitement knelt in front of a man in his thirties and dressed in a well-washed white robe.

"Chi Sheng, from now on, you will be my disciple. Take this "Demon Slaying Heart Sutra", I will stay here for three days, if you don't understand anything, just ask me. "The old man heard 'himself' speak.

"Master, please accept the disciple's injury three times!" said the young man in front of him. For some reason, the old man felt that everything in front of him was so familiar. The young man in front of him seems to have a great relationship with himself.

"Bang!—"

"Bang!—"

"Bang!—"

......

The crisp sound of kowtowing came into his ears, making the old man's heart beat violently again, and the blood in his whole body boiled.

"'Three knocks to tie the knot, three knocks to insulation!'" The old man's lips opened, and he suddenly spat out a sentence.

"Master, what did you say?" the young man's voice said.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" the girl's crisp voice sounded.

The anxious voice in his ears pulled the old man back to reality at once. Shaking his head, stunned for a while, the old man smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Master is fine." Let's go, you two little ones, stay any longer, Master is afraid that you won't be able to leave." ”

"Master!" the moth girl took the old man's hand, shook her white and tender arms, and said shamefully.

On the side, the young man bowed deeply and said, "Master, then I and Senior Sister Lan'er are leaving." ”

"Hmm," the old man reluctantly nodded. Under the sunset, the boy took the girl's hand and walked slowly down the stone steps leading to the bottom of the mountain. The girl in the moth yellow dress looked back in two steps, and turned back in three steps, her face full of reluctance.

However, the parting was doomed, slowly, the two gradually disappeared under the stone steps, the old man stood in front of the grass house, watching the two slowly walk down the mountain, just at the moment when the two were about to disappear into the mountain forest, the old man's heart suddenly empty.

"Tick!~"

As soon as the palms of his hands were hot, the old man looked down and saw a wet mark in his palm, and then he realized that he had burst into tears under the influence of an indescribable sadness.

"The only disciple I care about has just come down the mountain. I should be happy for them, why, I feel sad? "The old man's eyes became trance-like. In the darkness, the scene in the ancient temple appeared in front of him again, and the scene of the young man who seemed to have a close concern for himself kowtowed appeared in front of him again. When that scene resurfaced, the old man felt the heart-wrenching pain again. It was as if a hand had passed through his chest and grasped his heart, making it impossible for him to breathe.

"Is that soul-like sorrow because of him? But I haven't seen him? Who is he?"

......

"Master is above, please accept the disciple's injury three times!" In front of him, the hazy figure of the young man raised his head, and a trace of excitement appeared on his haggard face, which seemed to have been entangled by some kind of past, and he faced the old man and said this sentence. 'Disciple is late ......'

There was a buzz in the old man's mind, and memories flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

Remember...... , all remember to report...... , Chi Wound, is my disciple, and I ...... The old man raised his head, looked at the nine stars in the sky with different colors, and muttered: "And I'm not a famous place in the rivers and lakes." In the distant universe, there is a place called the primeval world. Where, is where I came from. And I never belonged to this place. ”

"Boom!~"

As soon as the old man's words were finished, the sky was suddenly overcast, and lightning bolts of astonishing power passed through it, and from time to time lightning struck down. The vision of heaven and earth immediately attracted the attention of the young man who had not gone far and the woman in the yellow coat of moth.

"That's ......," muttered the boy as he stood at the foot of the hill, looking back at the place covered by thunderclouds.

"That's the grass house where Master lives!" said the girl at once.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a thick lightning bolt like the roots of an old tree fell from the sky and landed on the grass on the top of the mountain. In the blink of an eye, a raging fire broke out on the top of the mountain. The sound of the 'roaring' tongue of fire resounded in the sky. Above the sea of fire, a hazy humanoid shadow gradually drifted towards the clouds......

"Master!-" At the foot of the mountain, the boy and the girl in yellow clothes screamed in sorrow, and flew madly towards the top of the mountain, but on the top of the mountain, the fire was raging, and everything was reduced to ashes......

......

In the universe, hundreds of millions of planes suddenly shook violently, and this strong vibration made even the demons who invaded various planes feel a strong uneasiness, and they couldn't help but slow down their attack. Hundreds of millions of planes, streams of sad thoughts poured out like a tide, crossing the layers of void, and converging into a vast torrent of consciousness in the corner of the dark universe towards the primeval world. This torrent of consciousness is so big, and wherever this stream of consciousness passes, the void is inexplicably distorted, and it seems that it can't withstand such a huge spiritual power.

The distant Demon Realm Plane was immersed in absorbing the information in his mind, and the fourteenth main god who had perfected his own godhead suddenly woke up from his meditation, Huo opened his eyes and looked at the cosmic void, his gaze penetrated the endless plane, and followed that powerful thought towards the primeval ......

......

There was a sudden flash of lightning and thunder in the sky above the Sword Pavilion, and then a majestic heavy rain covered the entire Sword Pavilion. Thumb-sized raindrops were falling wildly from the clouds. The thunder and lightning shuttling through the sky are like invisible knives, trying to split the sky. No one knew where this heavy rain came from, and everyone only felt that the entire Sword Pavilion was shrouded in an aura of extreme sadness, and under the influence of this sad aura, people couldn't suppress their tears. This was followed by a torrential downpour.

A canopy of rain spread out between heaven and earth, turning into a misty water vapor that enveloped this Fang Sword Pavilion. The combination of water vapor and heavy rain makes the world even more unrecognizable.

"Whew!-"

The mighty wind carried a large amount of rain between heaven and earth, and the wind that swept from afar seemed to be mixed with something else in addition to the rain.

"Thunderbolt!-"

In the distance, where heaven and earth intersected, a scorching red lightning rushed to the sky, spread for dozens of feet, and then suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then, everyone felt a terrifying spiritual power like a tide from the wind and rain, which made the heavens and the earth change color, broke through the sky and appeared on this land out of thin air. No one could have imagined that in the primeval world, there was an existence with such a powerful spiritual power. Even the ancient witches who specialize in spirituality, in this vast spiritual power, are as small as a chestnut in the sea. The spiritual power of a god-level late-stage powerhouse is like a joke compared to it.

And all of the spiritual power that enveloped the entire Sword Domain was frantically coming in the direction of the Sword Pavilion in front of the cliff. In the belly of the holy mountain, the three supreme beings have already been alarmed. This spiritual power was so powerful that in the impressions of the three of them, even Xuanyuan had never reached such a terrifying realm.

"Mowgli...... , have you returned?" In the secret room, the three supremes of White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu stood up at the same time, and their eyes turned to the direction of the Sword Pavilion.

'Canopy!~'

In front of the cliff, Feng Yun Wuji's white robe swelled up, his long hair was windless, and in his body, and then all the raindrops close to the three-foot range exploded, turning into even more fragmented rain mist and bursting out in all directions. Wave after wave, and it goes on and on......

'Ding!~'

Under the gloomy sky, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the edge of the cliff - it was the gaze of a man. The ancient witch, the sage, Simon, and the lonely four of them were all a spirit, and their eyes were all cast in one place. In the eyes of the four people, Fengyun Wuji's eyelids opened again, unlike before, this time, in Fengyun Wuji's body, everyone felt a powerful consciousness.

Seeing the corpse lying on the ground, Feng Yunji finally understood why he felt so much pain when he had hundreds of millions of divine consciousness and invested himself in countless planes. Decades are suddenly as long as centuries in the universe.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, looking at the familiar, young face that fell sideways to the ground, Feng Yun Wuji felt that a fragile place in his heart was broken with a 'click'.

His apprentice died, and the only disciple who passed it on to him died in front of him. And he, can not do anything!

Quietly looking at the corpse falling in the mud, the world in his eyes suddenly went dark......

"Mowgli...... , is it really you?...... You're back?"

"Mowgli...... , late wounded him......"

......

There was a faint sound in my ears that seemed to be far and near, as if someone was saying something to me. Feng Yun Wuji suddenly stood up with a 'whoosh', and then slowly, slowly bent down, his hands trembled, and stretched out to the head that had collapsed to the ground. At the place of his face, the trembling hands stopped, as if they couldn't bear to wake him up, but in the end, they slowly stretched out.

From the mud, he picked up the young head that had lost his life, and looked at the pale face, which had closed his eyes. Fengyun Wuji suddenly burst into tears, without a sad expression, just kept crying. Everyone was so sad that no one could bear to disturb the master and apprentice.

"Ahh

There was a sudden exclamation all around, lonely and unharmed, Ximen Yibei, Gu Wu, and the Sage looked at Fengyun Wuji in shock, in the wind and rain, Fengyun Wuji's long black hair started from the ends of the hair, and turned white in the direction of the roots, and in the blink of an eye, Fengyun Wuji's long black hair turned frost white.

"Wuji, you !......" Not far away, Concubine Feng exclaimed, but quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

"Crackle!~"

In the pouring rain, Feng Yunji leaned over and picked up the injured corpse, as if holding Wanjun in his hand, slowly stood up, slowly raised his head, the frost-white hair danced in the wind, looking very frightening.

"Ahh

A desolate howl shook the sky, like a broken arrow straight into the dark clouds, and the howl was like a wounded beast. On the cliff, a distance from the ground to the sky, a large area of rain 'bang' exploded into rain mist, and from a distance, a pillar of fog with a radius of dozens of zhang went straight to the sky from the front of the cliff of the Sword Pavilion. In front of the gate of the Sword Pavilion, the ancient witches, the sages, Dugu, and the West Gate were already wet in their eyes, and everyone couldn't bear to turn their heads.

"Bang!~"

Around the Sword Pavilion, all the Golden Armor Warriors and Sword Pavilion Armor Warriors who were stationed in the Sword Pavilion knelt down, their heads facing the direction of Chi Injury.

"Boom!~"

A violent noise came from the depths of the rain and mist, and the earth rumbled and shook, as if a behemoth was crawling out of the ground.

Through the majestic heavy rain, on the horizon, everyone saw a huge thing standing up to the sky and the earth between the sky and the earth, and on the surface of the huge object, the rain became more tyrannical. In the distance, an aura from the ancient desolation spreads like a raging and roaring tide.

"Qi Tian!!" On the top of the mountain, Gu Wu and the others identified the identity of the behemoth standing in the wind and rain at a glance - it was the top murderous creature of the flood that Fengyun Wuji had taken in, but then disappeared - the ancient demon ape, ape Qi Tian!

After disappearing for a long time, the reappeared ape Qitian's hair had completely turned into a shiny golden yellow, and the roots were supple, more than three feet long. Rainwater simply can't penetrate its hair. The dense rain could not penetrate its hairs at all, so it did not have the surface of the shiny hairs, and flowed down in a hurry.

"Whew!~"

The ape Qi Tian in the heavy rain faced the direction of the Sword Pavilion, opened his huge mouth of blood, and raised his head to the sky and let out a desolate sorrowful roar, but his fierce eyes in the past were full of sadness at the moment. In his eyes, big tears kept slipping down. In the open mouth, the pair of white fangs that were more hideous in the past made the primeval demon ape look so sad at this moment!

Feeling the sadness of the master, the unknown primeval demon ape finally returned to the primeval from the place of cultivation. When he saw the top of the Sword Pavilion, the white-haired Fengyun Wuji, and the Chi Injury in his hand that had turned into a cold corpse, the Ancient Demon Ape had already understood everything-in the Sword Pavilion, the Chi Wound who had laughed and teased with it was dead!

"Bang bang bang!!-"

The primeval demon ape ran all the way over, leaving clear footprints on the muddy ground wherever it passed, and the entire sword domain trembled in the running of the demon ape.

After running through hundreds of zhang, the primeval demon ape with a height of tens of thousands of zhang suddenly rose into the air, and its huge body turned into a cloud of smoke in the void, getting smaller and smaller, and after a few rolls, the primeval demon ape turned into a shirtless boy with long hair scattered and a wild aura exuding from his body.

"Bang!~"

The ape Qi Tian, who turned into a wild boy, landed on the top of the Sword Pavilion in a few leaps, and landed beside Fengyun Wuji.

"Master, I'm ...... I'm coming!" said the wild boy in a language he was not very proficient in.

Fengyun Wuji's gaze fell on the primeval demon ape that had turned into a human, and he retracted it again, without any change in his eyes. In front of the cliff, the young man's long scattered hair was flying, and slowly, Ape Qitian stretched out a palm as if he wanted to touch Chi Ji's corpse, but finally stopped a few inches away from Chi Ji's corpse. The young man's eyes were full of sadness.

"Master, who killed Senior Brother?!" After a while, the young man finally raised his head and gritted his teeth. In the originally peaceful eyes, a tyrannical red floated.

"Canopy!~"

Ape Qitian's words seemed to provoke Fengyun Wuji, who was immersed in the pain of bereavement, and his long frost-white hair flicked and splashed a handful of mist. In the mist, Fengyun Wuji raised his head, and a pair of bloody eyes like a wild beast suddenly reflected in the eyes of the ape Qi Tian, in this pair of blood eyes, the primeval demon ape 'saw' the murderous aura that soared into the sky, and was suppressed by reason, a ** crazy and restless violent aura. In the murderous intent and violent atmosphere, there is an overwhelming anger and sadness. In an instant, an extremely cold aura poured from the top of the Ancient Demon Ape's head to the soles of his feet. Even the primeval demon ape, which was known for its ferocity, had never felt like this

A hideous and terrifying aura of violence!

Not far away, Gu Wu was watching the wind and clouds. At first glance, seeing the pair of bloody eyes under the frost-white long hair, Gu Wu's heart sank violently, and at the same time, he shouted in everyone's hearts with the secret method of the Wu clan: "It's not good! The death of the late injury is too much for Wuji, and he has already begun to fall into the demon!"

"Ahh

"It stands to reason that Mowgli should not be in danger of falling into the devil. Mowgli's 'Yuan Shen Three Points' is too mysterious to be speculated by common sense. The late death of the injury in front of Wuji this time provoked him too much, which led to the return of his consciousness body. If you don't take measures, I'm afraid that Mowgli will sink into the incessant killing. In this way, no matter how high his martial arts are, he will gradually become a tool that only knows how to kill! His realm will stay at this point forever!"

Dugu Wuxian's eyebrows furrowed tightly, he thought for a moment, and said worriedly: "Chi Hurt is a disciple that Wuji accepted before his ascension. The teacher is extremely filial. This time, the blow to Mowgli was too big. Among us, Wuji's martial arts are the highest, and if he acts without permission, it is likely to exacerbate his changes, and eventually make him attack us...... Hey!"

Just as everyone was communicating with each other, Fengyun Wuji suddenly raised his head and closed his eyes. Countless amounts of information suddenly poured into Fengyun Wuji's mind.

"Whew!~"

Hearing only the sound of cracking, Fengyun Wuji tore open the black robe at the position of Chi Wound's chest, under the black robe, Chi Wound's left chest revealed a passage to the back, and in the chest, which should have been the location of the heart, was empty......

"Ahh

Seeing the huge wound that reached his back, Dugu Wuxian understood that his perception was not wrong - his heart had already been shattered by the fourteenth main god, and there was no more true qi in his body. There is no Tai Chi Kendo, and there is no mind sword body**. Simon Huan saw that he was blasted into the void of the universe by the fourteenth main god, but he, with a determination to meet the master again, crossed the void and returned to the primeval world, all because of his last obsession.

"No wonder, he doesn't seem to know everyone...... "A strong shock and heartache made Dugu Wushuo's whole body tremble, and the shock and heartache went deeper into the bone marrow, it was sadness!

Feng Yun Wuji put one hand on Chi Wound's piercing chest, and immediately a faint breath of dark divine power entered the perception, and then the overwhelming information came madly.

Practice ...... The Death of the Blue Dragon...... The Three Supreme ...... War...... The Fourteenth Lord Deity ...... , countless pictures quickly appeared in Feng Yunji's mind. Without any words, the rules of the world have reappeared in front of the storm.

"Da!~"

With a crisp sound, on the top of the cliff, Fengyun Wuji suddenly took a step. "Wuji, where are you going?" This question came from Concubine Feng on the mountainside, and this is what everyone wants to ask.

The steps stopped, and then he took a faster step, holding the corpse of the late injury, Fengyun Wuji stepped out, jumped straight off the cliff, and the back of his head, white hair flew.

"Wuji, don't go!You're not his opponent!!" A wild shout came from the top of the holy mountain, and in the wind and rain, three figures could be vaguely seen appearing on the edge of the holy mountain.

In front of the cliff, Fengyun Wuji held the corpse of the late injury, drew a smooth curve in the void and fell, and after ten zhang, it suddenly turned into a point of light and disappeared into the void......

"Roar!-"

In front of the cliff, the ape that turned into a human roared sharply, suddenly jumped down from the cliff, and in mid-air, tore a huge crack, shook its body, and turned into a huge Liluan through the torn crack and disappeared into it......

Behind the primeval demon ape, Dugu and Ximen, who were concerned about the safety of the gods, didn't have time to say anything, their sleeves flicked, and they came out together, following the spatial rift torn by the primeval demon ape, turning into a streamer and throwing into it, disappearing......

(To be continued)