Zhou Qingdu's eyes were indifferent, and his white hair was scattered on his shoulders, but he looked miserable.

I saw him pull out the Burial Immortal Sword stained with his blood, jump up in the air, and instantly came to Jiang Shen's body on the head of the dragon soul, and said indifferently: "It is enough to kill you!" ”

At this time, the passage of vitality was quietly slow, and his cultivation had actually reached the ninth level of the Yuan Shen Realm at this time!

"It's just a matter of exchanging your life for cultivation, Lao Tzu is a genuine eighth level of the Yuan Shen Realm, but I'm not afraid that you will be such a candle in the wind!" Jiang Shen said with a cruel smile.

Zhou Qingdui didn't speak, but raised the long sword in his hand that had been stained with blood, and plunged a sword into the head of the dragon soul at Jiang Shen's feet!

The red dragon soul instantly began to roar and wail, Jiang Shen saw this, and brazenly raised the spear with fighting intent in his hand and slashed at Zhou Qingdu's head!

Zhou Qingdui said indifferently: "You can fight with me for so long, just because your realm is higher than mine, and now that I am above you, how can you deserve to fight with me!" ”

As he spoke, Zhou Qingdui only raised his hand slightly, turned his hand into a palm, and a true qi palm print appeared, instantly blocking the spear head containing the rolling dragon power.

Then, Zhou Qingwan focused his gaze on the eyes that were full of fear and horror, and the true qi in his hand was like a surge, and in an instant, the domineering spear was shocked out of his hand!

And Jiang Shen's body was also shocked back several feet in an instant with this blatant palm!

Zhou Qingwan didn't care about Jiang Shen, but just pressed a hand on the long sword that was inserted on the dragon soul's head!

The surging sword qi was torn in an instant!

I saw that the red dragon dragon soul began to roar in an instant after the sword qi continued to tear apart.

The soul power it had accumulated over the years in the body of the Yuanlong spear was now being taken away by this sword!

In the next moment, this Red Dragon Dragon Soul actually shrank several times at this moment, and finally turned into a residual red light and flew back into the body of the Battle Spear Abyss Dragon!

Immediately, Zhou Qingdui looked indifferently at Jiang Shen on the ground, held the sword in his hand tightly, and turned into a rainbow light and headed towards Jiang Shen's figure.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Shen also became a little heavy, he didn't dare to hesitate, raised the spear in his hand and swung it out, and a black Jiao phantom instantly crashed towards Zhou Qingdu's figure!

However, it was just that this black Jiao phantom had just collided, and it was instantly torn apart by the sword qi of the long sword in Zhou Qingdu's hand!

Jiang Shen's complexion also began to become solemn, he didn't dare to slack off, his body trembled, and countless black qi surged on his body, and he crashed towards Zhou Qingdui!

Zhou Qingdui immediately stabbed him with a sword, never thought that Jiang Shen would actually take his sword with his body!

After this sword pierced Jiang Shen's body, Jiang Shen didn't stop at all, and instantly raised his fist and punched Zhou Qingdu's head!

"Since you want to kill me, then you have to die with me!" Jiang Shen was hideous!

Zhou Qingdu's face was always indifferent, and he didn't care about his crazy behavior at all!

Instead, he raised a hand, like an immortal caressing his head, and slapped it on the top of Jiang Shen's head!

It's still the regretful mountain destroying the yuan!

Rumble!

Zhou Qingdui and Jiang Shen's bodies fell heavily to the ground at the same time, but now Jiang Shen's complexion is even more miserable!

Jiang Shen took the slap of Zhou Qingdui, who was from the peak of the Yuan Shen Realm! And he also blocked the sword that tore through the space with his body!

At this time, the top of his head had begun to ooze blood, and the place on his body that was pierced by Zhou Qingdu's sword was even more bleeding!

This life-and-death battle is really tragic!

But Zhou Qingdu, who had a trace of realm advantage, dodged that punch at the last moment, but he was still hit on the shoulder by that punch!

At this time, although Zhou Qingdui was burning vitality and forcibly reached the peak of the Yuan God Realm, his physical body was still the same as before!

Therefore, in addition to the unstoppable flow of blood on his shoulder, the whole bone has also been shattered!

How does a human body compare to a monster?

Moreover, the remaining true qi after that punch was still tearing his arm!

It can be said that if he hadn't been treated in time, his arm would have been useless!

Both are in a miserable situation now, but Zhou Qingdu, who has a will to move forward, is the first to stand up while bearing the huge pain of his arms and declining vitality.

After Jiang Shen was touched by Zhou Qingdu's "immortal caressing", it can be said that his soul and physical body have been severely damaged!

At this time, he was no longer able to stand up from the ground, or rather, it was no less difficult than climbing to the sky.

It's even difficult to forcibly improve your strength by burning vitality like Zhou Qingdui did before!

Looking at Zhou Qingdui holding his sword and slowly walking towards him step by step, his heart was a mixture of pain and horror at this time. Jiang Shen suddenly regretted a little, why didn't he take the inheritance at the cost of burning his life like Zhou Qingdui before.

If you can get the inheritance, it may not be impossible to recover the lost vitality, right?

Jiang Shen's heart suddenly rose with a look of chagrin.

But, alas, it was too late.

Zhou Qingdu's figure had already come to him, his eyes were as indifferent as frost, and he raised the long sword in his hand without hesitation and stabbed at Jiang Shen!

Jiang Shen closed his eyes in despair, and at this time he couldn't even say words begging for mercy.

In the end, he just sighed lightly: "Heaven is unfair!" ”

Blood flashed, obscuring their eyes.

A ray of moonlight shrouded in the clouds, and the heavens and the earth did not dare to be in an uproar.

In the end, the black-shirted figure with scattered white hair still walked forward, and behind him, in the vast desert, only a standing spear remained.

The young but gray-haired man who was young next year just walked and never looked back, but his breath became weaker and weaker in this bleak paleness.

The mountain is high and the road is long, how long is the road ahead?

It's just that Zhou Qingdui didn't walk for too long, and when the morning sun was about to rise, a pitch-black lake appeared in front of him, which was not much different from the Stygian Sea in the Fuyao Cave Sky before.

This is the blackpool.

After hearing the roar of the dragon, the lake began to surge, and a column of water rose out of thin air.

On top of the water column, there was a middle-aged man in a black robe, he didn't care about Zhou Qingdui, but set his eyes on Zhou Qingdui thousands of miles away, he saw the spear standing alone, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Immediately, he finally set his eyes on the black-robed young man who was as alive as a candle in the wind, and said in a trembling voice: "You killed Jiang Shen?" ”

Zhou Qingdui slowly raised his head to look at the majestic figure, looking indifferently, but the result was already revealed.

The middle-aged man did not directly focus the so-called grudge on Zhou Qingdui, but looked at the bleak scene thousands of miles away, and said abruptly: "Why are you so persistent!" ”

Zhou Qingwan didn't care whether the middle-aged man would make a move on him, stepped on the surface of the lake, and walked slowly forward.

With each step, the anger in him seemed to be a little less.

The morning sun that slowly rises on the surface of the lake seems to form a tragic contrast with the dull twilight of the oncoming man.

The man walked very slowly, as if he was about to sink into the lake without being able to support it, and his white hair fluttered in the face of the newborn sun.

But the white-haired man didn't stop even like this, and there seemed to be some kind of indelible faith flashing in his eyes, supporting his last breath.

At this dying moment, he had tears in his eyes, but he always murmured in his mouth: "Miss Lin, wait for me." ”

......

Far away in a cloud layer beyond Beiming, the figure of a young man in a Taoist robe swept by like the wind.

At one point, he suddenly stopped, and stood still.

Yang Zhao trembled and took out a token engraved with the word "Zhou" from his sleeve robe, which was a token engraved with soul marks on each other one day many years ago, when the three of them were separated.

And now this token from Zhou Qingdui is dyed with a layer of gloom, and the residual soul imprint is like a leaf falling in the wind, which may fall to the ground at any time and never go back.

Yang Zhao held the token in his hand tightly, and his eyes became rosy at some point.

The young man who had never fallen into the wind and snow in his life, for the first time felt like a storm of ten thousand years, he raised the token in his hand high, and shouted: "Wait for me, my brother will come to pick you up and go home immediately." Gotta wait for me ......."

......

This is a small city outside the most noble Dragon Emperor Hall in Beiming.

On the street, a woman dressed in plain clothes was walking on her way home when her heart suddenly trembled.

She subconsciously picked up the jade pendant hanging from her waist and given by someone.

For some reason, the color of the jade pendant has dimmed a lot today.

Suddenly, the woman suddenly felt that the origin that was in someone's body, but was connected to herself, was actually a little decaying.

The woman looked at the newborn sun and subconsciously muttered to herself: "Don't you keep saying that you want to work hard to become stronger, and you want to hate your parents?" How can you just die like this......"

But as she spoke, the woman was a little aggrieved, and her beautiful face was poignant.

The woman suddenly realized something: "No, why has the sense between the origin and me become so strong." Is it ......?"

"Fool, how can you come to my house alone? You said you want me to bring you? ”

Only the poignant voice was still echoing, but the woman's figure was no longer in place, relying on the meager connection with the origin, heading somewhere!

......

Tianqian Eastern Regions, embroidered twin cities.

After losing the so-called immortals who used to make waves, this Broken Demon Mountain has also become an excellent and beautiful place.

Next to a pond called "Yanren Pond".

The green clothes were still sitting on the bluestone, and she subconsciously looked to the north, as if across thousands of rivers and mountains, she saw the tragic appearance of the person in her heart.

A head of loose white hair covered the girl's eyes.

And in the long eyes of this autumn water, there are thousands of sorrows, but compared to the twilight of the man, it seems to be weak.

In the eyes of the girl who was clearly no longer a "mortal", when that person's vitality gradually died like a broken candle, she finally couldn't hold back the pain in her heart.

In an instant, that green dress appeared above the Broken Demon Mountain, wanting to go to the north.

The thick smoke blocked the girl's figure, but the old man who suddenly appeared just said indifferently:

"Girl, I've crossed the line."