"Xiangzai", "Lonely", "Empty" and others are all at a loss, with the character of "Hangyu", how can they be interested in such a thing?

The people of the Beginningless Villa all claim to be the Immortal King, Immortal Venerable, and Immortal Emperor of the Upper Realm, even if "Bottle" says his name, "Chuiyu" will never agree.

I won't even come here to ask the "inferior immortals" for advice!

Thinking of this, none of the three spoke.

The same is true of Yin Jiang, as a cultivator in the past, her experience far surpasses that of "Elephant Zai" and others!

The voice of "Chuiyu" slowly dissipated after the four of them did not react.

It didn't take long for their ears to fall silent, and they could no longer hear the sound of "Chuyu".

At this time, "Xiang Zai"'s face finally became solemn: "Tianyu is in trouble!" ”

"From now on, all the voices of the heavens must not be answered."

The other three remained silent, agreeing with the opinion of "Zozai".

And at this moment, in their ears, there was a voice of "Bottle": "Chuyu is dead." ”

"Vigilance should be answered!"

"Beware of the Heart-Eater!"

They were not surprised by the fall of the "Vertical Universe".

However, no one answered the word "Taru".

The thought was like electricity, and the "emptiness" immediately spoke:

"Reminiscing about the past is similar to inner demons."

"If you can overcome your inner demons, then you don't have to be afraid of devouring your heart."

"But there's one thing you have to pay attention to!"

"Don't look back!"

"Xiang Zai" and others heard this, and immediately remembered it, and it was difficult to prevent "response", and at this time Yinjiang gave the answer, which was really a risky move!

Just when he was thinking wildly, an extremely familiar voice suddenly sounded in the ears of "Empty Hazy":

"Nothingness."

"Nothingness!"

This exclamation is "Ink Gem"!

With the fall of "Vertical Universe", the addition of "Ink Gem"!

"Empty Hazy" was expressionless, and let the call of "Mozhu" keep ringing in his ears, but he never got the slightest response.

It didn't take long for "Ink Rose" to stop talking.

Da, da, da......

The armor on his body kept retreating.

It didn't take long for the voice of "Ink Rose" to echo in the ears of "Xiangzai":

Similar to the "Empty Fog", the "Elephant Zai" also has no response.

This is hell.

Between the two worlds, the voice of "Mozhu" is usually not heard at all.

And at this moment, it is the "echo" that is calling them!

Seeing that "Xiangzai" did not react, "Mo Zhuo" stopped talking.

At this time, Yinjiang, "elephant", "lonely", and "empty", only felt a weight on his shoulder, and a slender, pale, and piercing cold arm pressed on his shoulder.

This palm is like a piece of cold ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and the cold qi penetrates into his body through the Dao robe, like the Nine Secluded Lands, and even the soul can be frozen!

But the four of them probed with their divine senses, and they all found that their shoulders were empty!

In an instant, an indescribable desire rose from the bottom of the heart of "Xiangzai", "Lonely" and "Empty".

They wanted to turn around and see what was going on.

As soon as they thought of this, the necks of the three couldn't help but twist, and their eyes subconsciously looked back.

In the next moment, "Empty Hazy" relied on his cultivation as an immortal, and stopped abruptly.

With a wave of her sleeves, she immediately threw a palm wind behind her.

"Senior sister! You see what's going on? ”

This voice is extremely familiar, and almost at the same time, the scenery around the "empty hazy" changed, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from dark and deep to a world of blue water and green grass.

A behemoth was lying on the ground, looking like a rhinoceros, but it was extremely tall, and there was a pool of blood in the bloody hole in its neck.

The pool of blood was filled with the smell of blood, and many bubbles bubbled, as if something was wriggling inside.

"Empty Hazy" looked at this scene and suddenly remembered that it was when she was still young in cultivation, and she went out with her brothers and sisters to condense a Jindan-level elixir and kill a monster that endangered the world.

This is the first time that the two of them have gone out, separated from the protection of the teacher, and have seen a lot, but at the same time, they have also suffered many setbacks......

Before the thought was finished, a pale pink spiritual flame burned on the fingers of the "empty hazy", turning into a sharp blade, slashing at the blood water that spurted out wildly from the demon beast!

In the next moment, the pool of blood suddenly boiled, and it seemed as if something was tumbling inside, burning all the blood-colored bugs to ashes.

"Senior sister!" At this moment, behind her, the exclamation of the little junior brother suddenly sounded.

"Help me!!"

"Sora" looked disappointed, but didn't intend to turn around.

That's right, the little junior brother who grew up with him and had the same talent as himself died in this demon slaying operation......

With their current strength, it was not difficult to kill this beast, but they didn't know that a worm had been planted in the body of this beast.

The two of them killed the beast, and did not find anything unusual, but were attracted by this rare scenery, and after playing here for a while, they wanted to help.

And this delay.

"Senior! Help me! ”

"Sister, why don't you help? You're on purpose, aren't you? ”

"You knew that Master favored me, so you took the opportunity to kill me, didn't you?"

"Senior sister, junior sister, you are my classmate, I will not blame you."

"I'm going to die.

"You, you say it again."

"Sister, are you going to leave me alone, in this unfamiliar place?"

"Will you come back to me?" Meng Hao spoke softly.

"Empty Hazy" sat cross-legged quietly, watching the blood in front of her gradually burn to ashes, the sadness in her eyes became thicker and thicker, she raised her head and remained motionless.

The breeze was blowing, the grass was swaying, and she was like a statue.

As the "emptiness" sank into the memories of the past, "Lonely" immediately stopped turning his head.

Clang!

With a low shout, the natal flying sword was about to come out of his hand.

At that moment, the surroundings changed abruptly.

Whew!

The cold wind is howling and the mountain road is winding.

"Lonely" realized that he was on the top of a steep mountain, barefoot, with his hair tied into a ponytail, struggling to climb up.

This mountain is like rising from the earth, towering into the clouds, towering into the clouds, revealing a majestic atmosphere, as if to break through the clouds.

It was bare, covered with snow, and there was only one sword of different shapes, some slender and sharp, some heavy and calm, some light and elegant, some strange and dark, some bright and magnificent, some graceful and luxurious, dense, dense, and covered the entire mountaintop.

The mighty sword intent is like rolling snow, swirling, agitating, and agitating among the peaks.

At this time, the "lonely" cultivation was extremely weak, his body was full of wounds, and his exposed limbs were also bruised.

Before a few drops of blood could be shed, it was frozen.

He felt a cold aura that was eating away at his life.