Xie Huan watched her leave, his eyes became extremely sharp, like a scorching flame, revealing an indescribable strong confidence: "There are things in this world that can kill me, but they are never here!" ”

He flipped his palm, and a circle of spiritual light fluctuations spread, and the mystical solution emerged.

Xie Huan pinched the seal in his hand, activating all the prohibitions on all four sides, there were flags, treasure mirrors, talismans, wind chimes, and all kinds of magic weapons, layer upon layer, spiritual power fluctuations covered the entire radius, and then disappeared one by one, and finally became blank.

"Success or failure is here!"

He slowly stretched out a finger and pointed it to the junction of true self-nature and mystical understanding, and a little spiritual light entered it.

As soon as his mind turned, he immediately controlled his true nature and gently retracted it.

"Zheng! ——”

A faint and imperceptible sound rippled from the junction of the two objects.

Xie Huan's heart shook violently, his spirit was highly concentrated, his fingers trembled slightly, and he almost made Zhenru Zi Xin fall again, but fortunately, the sound wave was only a slight one, and it was gone.

Time seems to stand still.

The sea beasts not far away were still in chaos, making various sounds and spiritual power fluctuations, and many of them were killing each other, and the thick smell of blood dispersed.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Xie Huan, just like being in two worlds.

One inside and one outside, one static and one moving.

"Success...... Is it so? ”

Xie Huan held his breath and stared at Xuan Xie without blinking, his divine sense shrouded the sea area.

This fluctuation just now did not even stir up the prohibitions around it.

Just as Xie Huan was about to put away the Xuan Xie and the True Nature, suddenly between the two artifacts, a dazzling bright light hit him.

He tried to control his true nature, but the fluctuation was so fast that almost instantly, it rushed into his sea of consciousness, and he didn't have time to react.

The entire sea of knowledge turned into a piece of golden light.

Xie Huan lost his sense of his body, leaving only a little consciousness, which was constantly torn apart by the golden light......

, what the hell.

He endured the pain.

Suddenly, the golden light gradually dispersed, and a scene of a green lake like a mirror appeared in his consciousness, the white clouds were reflected in the water, and the aura turned into mist and water, permeating the peaks.

Here it is......

All the pain disappeared in an instant, and a scene came into view: the clear spring was murmuring, the flowers were gorgeous, and above the waterfall under a flying stream, the aura was swirling, and there was a faint Qionglou Jade Pavilion, placed in the clouds.

Outside the sky, the water moon Yao Peak, the chaotic star pool!

Xie Huan almost screamed out loud.

But he's just a little conscious now, and he doesn't have a mouth.

Suddenly, a curling piano sound came, the timbre was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, tactful and smooth, each note seemed to carry a thousand years of elegance, like a song of fresh breeze coming slowly, and the water waves were not happy.

The shadows of the trees swaying among the mountains, and the light mist shrouds them, as if they were indulging in this beautiful music.

Xie Huan's consciousness was already shocked.

Suddenly, there was a "Zheng", and the sound of the piano like a fairy sound was suddenly interrupted, and a woman's sighing voice sounded: "Five hundred years later, I still can't be one with this ancient music." ”

The scene in front of me opened, and the fairy rock ravine appeared, Yuyao Qionglou, a woman sat on the cliff of the sky, holding a beautiful harp in her arms, her jade fingers gently plucked on the strings, and whispered casually: "If you want to put your heart into Yaoqin, there are few bosom friends, and who listens to the broken strings." ”

The woman's eyes were slightly closed, her long hair was scattered behind her like a waterfall, blown by the breeze, swaying with her dress, and her long eyebrows were gently frowned.

"Your mind is too heavy, a fresh breeze is coming, blowing the stars and moons all over the lake."

There was a man in brocade sitting upstairs in Yuyaoqiong, his eyes were like water, and the surrounding mountains and mist reflected each other, revealing a peerless temperament and confidence, and said leisurely: "This qin is a treasure left by ancient times, and the truth is like its own nature, it is on the list of all things and treasures, you can't be one, it's really normal, not to mention that your mood is getting more and more chaotic, I'm just going to go to the Taixu Ancient Forbidden, why should I be so melancholy, just like I won't come back." ”

The woman slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were like stars descending, dazzling, but in an instant, they were full of light.

"Can you not go?" She said.

"I can't." The man's eyes flashed with incomparable determination.

"After you leave, the dragons of the Northern Seven Kingdoms Cultivation Realm have no leader, once the skeleton feather is born, who else in the world can stop it?"

The sorrow between the woman's eyebrows was even worse, and she gently attached her face to Aiqin, very intoxicated.

"My trip is to deal with the catastrophe, borrow another five hundred years from the sky, and find a way to deal with the skeleton feathers, you don't have to worry about me, I will come back."

The man stepped down from the balcony and reached out to grab it, and the colorful elements condensed in the palm of his hand, turning into a beautiful nebula, slowly converging into a strange flower, colorful and radiating layers of brilliance.

"I'll give you a flower, and I'll be with you when I'm away."

The elemental flower flew up from the man's hand, and the petals were lined up like a rainbow, each petal flashing with runes of different colors.

The man smiled slightly, and under the light of this light, his figure gradually faded.

"Brother Huan!"

The woman's heart was in a hurry and grabbed forward, but the man's figure suddenly dispersed, and was blown into the mountains by the wind, leaving only a voice: "Try to peep at the peak of the moon, occasionally open the sky and look at the red dust, the poor body is the person in the eyes, Wujun, cherished from now on." ”

Light, shadow and sound all dissipated in the clouds.

Zhao Wujun felt an inexplicable pain in his heart: "Cherish...... How can I cherish it alone? I'll wait for you to come back. ”

With a wave of her right hand, the harp turned into a golden light that flickered and vanished.

"You're gone, and there's no one in the world who is worthy of listening to this ancient music."

As soon as Zhao Wujun turned around, he also disappeared between the clouds and mist, and only a faint sadness came: "The sky is open and the eyes look at the red dust, whose beauty is smiling and red, the peach blossoms are flowing with you, and no one will tell me about my life." ”

The scene on Yu Yaoqiong's upstairs slowly became distorted and scattered, and finally receded a little bit, and the tearing feeling of that golden light came again, violently impacting Zhihai.

What the hell is this?

Constantly tearing open the picture of my past life?

Xie Huan's consciousness shook violently, and a new picture began to appear, a huge ball of light, wrapped in extremely strong energy, falling from the sky to the boundless sea like a meteorite.

Xie Huan's consciousness stabilized, the sense of impact gradually disappeared, the picture became clear, and he continued to get closer to the falling light, and the things inside slowly became clear.

It's a person.

And not like people.

Wrapped within the radiance was a man with wings on his back, his skin a strange purple color, and wonderful runes and brilliance on it.

The man's eyes flashed with brilliant purple runes, like a brilliant illusion of light and shadow, with two thin colored markings on his cheeks like cicada wings, and a unique butterfly wing-like eyeliner on either side of the eyes.

Butterfly monsters?

Xie Huan's consciousness was surprised.

The previous picture was the scene when he said goodbye to Zhao Wujun on the Qingyun Continent, on the Water Moon Yao Peak in the Outer Heavens, which existed in his memory.

But this strange person in front of him has obviously never been seen.

This man was extremely badly wounded, covered in blood, and the beautiful butterfly wings behind his back, with intertwined runes and colorful colors, but at this moment they were broken little by little, melting in the light.

His hair was like a cloud of ink, floating behind him, and his body was like wings, splitting little by little, and his legs, torso, and arms disintegrated into pieces that were scattered in pieces.

Xie Huan's consciousness "looked" upward, and it was another huge ball of light, which was surrounded by deep purple-gold color, which was not real, like a magic weapon, reflecting many ancient runes, and strange syllables coming out, as if it was directly condensed from the void and chased from the sky.

"Hahahaha."

The man suddenly raised his head and laughed, looking at the magic weapon above, his eyes were full of self-deprecation and hideousness, and he laughed wildly: "Eternal meaning, do you know?" Only Si Su, after the famous mountain cuisine, is also a fool of the ancients, hahahaha! ”

"Boom!"

The magic weapon caught up with the man, and the two rays of light instantly merged into one, falling into the sea, and the terrifying energy shone in all directions like a scorching sun, and the sea was directly steamed dry.

Xie Huan's consciousness was strongly impacted, and the power of that magic weapon was unimaginably powerful.

What is this?

Who is the butterfly demon?

How can it appear in your own sea of knowledge?

Without waiting for him to think about it, the picture in front of him suddenly shattered, this time the consciousness was not torn, but the picture was simply switched, entering a dark place, there was no light, and the feeling of "people" was cold, dead and dark, like an abyss.

Xie Huan's consciousness had a strange feeling, this place seemed to be under the sea before, and there was a sense of déjà vu.

Suddenly, something seemed to move in the darkness.

Several figures appeared, as if they had climbed down from above, and their movements were very sluggish.

The four of them staggered, looking around from time to time, as if looking for something, and some of them walked to the stone wall next to them, knocked them with their hands, and even bit them with their teeth.

Xie Huan's "heart" rose with a strange feeling, this picture ......

The four of them did not communicate, and each did his own thing, but after a while, as if in an evil spirit, he fell to the ground one after another, and never got up again.

Not long after, a black shadow fell into this dark space with a "bang" from above.

Xie Huan's consciousness...... He seemed to know what the picture in front of him was, and his heart became strange and shocked, suppressing the fluctuations of his "heart" and "watching" carefully.

After a while, the body that fell suddenly moved, slowly got up from the ground, and made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, as if he was talking, but he couldn't say it clearly.

Under Xie Huan's desperate "staring", the picture became clear little by little, and the silhouette and appearance of the person slowly appeared, his hair was scattered, covered in blood, his throat was completely exploded, and his head was shrugged, unable to stand upright.

Big brother!

Xie Huan's "heart" set off huge waves.

It is impossible to forget that face full of filth and blood.

One eye was blown out by a stone, and at this moment, in the other eye, there was a strange look, and a small shimmer of light kept flickering in the eye, slowly condensing into a purple magata, emitting a strange ghostly light.