The sea of blood is like a sea of bitterness, stirring up great waves, as if it could swallow everything.

Su Li stepped into the demon coffin mirror, and his experience was far less easy than Chang Qing's.

Every step is like going through ten thousand swords through the heart, which is extremely uncomfortable.

But this time, his obsession is extremely strong.

There are some things that he will not compromise, let alone despair.

He had almost completely thought through those causes and effects.

All of this contains a real desperate situation and horror.

Even if it is an enlightenment, it will continue to sink in the end, and it will even get worse.

Such a situation is like the scene of jumping off a building in a midnight dream, repeated again and again.

If we don't completely solve this cause and effect, the subsequent situation will be even more unimaginable.

"Whew-"

On the edge of the sky, another sword light stabbed suddenly.

The blood-colored sword light contains the ultimate solitary artistic conception.

That kind of desolation and sad song instantly hit Su Li's heart and made him stunned for a moment.

"Poof—"

He only felt that his heart had been stabbed by the sword light again, and it was about to shatter almost immediately.

But he just shook his body and walked forward again.

At the foot is a long river of blood, and there is no edge in sight.

And farther away, there is still the vast white mountain, and the river of blood is still bright red and black.

As he stepped out, blood splashed under his feet, and he felt like he was stepping on a rotting corpse, like a thin foam, but with a fleshy stickiness.

Su Li didn't look down at his feet, but walked forward step by step with calm eyes.

There is no day, no night.

Su Li didn't have any thoughts, he had only one purpose, to go to the Dust Palace.

Time passes.

Endless sword light kept surging.

However, Su Li only released the Solitary Realm for himself, and ignored it.

And so, step by step.

In the unknown years, Su Li finally crossed the river of blood and came to the place of Qingchen Cemetery.

Seeing this Qingchen Tomb, Su Li lost his mind for a short time, and many, many scenes appeared in his mind.

But these scenes soon dissipated again.

He could actually catch these scenes, but he didn't catch them, and he didn't think about them.

"Boom—"

The gates of the huge cemetery open.

Then there was an endless stream of fierce ghosts rushing in, biting and gnawing.

Su Li was indifferent, and let his body seem to be bitten by endless insects and ants, and he was indifferent.

Once, when Ling Yueshu was a little girl, she could crawl over.

Naturally, he can too.

He doesn't have a heart for comparison, and he doesn't think he's great because of it.

The more difficult the process of trying to do something, the more important it is.

Right now, for Su Li, it's no longer important, but a matter of life and death.

In order to make himself more calm and sober, Su Li did not recite the "Dizang Bodhisattva Wish Sutra" and "Cave Xuan Lingbao Rescue Suffering Sutra", let alone recite the "Heart Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra".

This time, he made up his mind to be ruthless, and he must cut off all the causes and effects with Shen Qiushui, Mu Yunxi and Mu Shuangshuang.

Not only that, but he also has to cut off and affect all the entries of the system.

Otherwise, he will not be able to carry it even if he is a virgin.

Because open-mindedness again and again will really only lead to exacerbation - no matter what the reason, it is needless to say.

"Before, it was endless sword intent, and the blood in the blood river turned into endless sword light."

"This sword light...... Each one is a peerless sword. If this memory can be kept alive, then I can practice such swordsmanship. ”

"The main killing machine in this is the Seven Emotions Sword Intent such as the Lonely Sword Intent, which is amazingly powerful."

"But these are the little things."

"Take back the three-point doomed authority mentioned by the system, or kill the system if you can't get it back, that's the big deal!"

"If you can't succeed, then you will never compromise, it's just a life, and the world will not be different without me."

Su Li's every step is still down-to-earth and sonorous.

No compromise, no despair.

In any case, this spine cannot be bent, and the head cannot be bowed!

Su Li's eyes were extremely firm, and he was still indifferent in the face of the bite of the more ferocious and hideous ghost.

And the subsequent pink skeletons, no matter how enchanting and moving, he also turned a blind eye to it and did not hear it.

The wall is thousands of feet, and there is no desire to be rigid.

Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity.

Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is not different, emptiness is not different.

At this moment, all the scriptures that Su Li had practiced seemed to be completely integrated into his heart, which made his heart even bigger.

Before, he had been bitten flesh and soul by the fierce spirits of ghosts, demons and monsters.

Naturally, there was that pain, but he endured it with absolute perseverance.

Now, when this inner strength is gradually revealed, his whole person is shining.

Although the light is still faint, it is also a spark in the darkness.

A spark can start a prairie fire after all.

And when the spark appeared, suddenly, the murderous cemetery like hell suddenly disappeared.

The spark appeared, and the candles fused together.

Su Li appeared directly at the gate of the Dust Universe Palace.

On the pitch-black and bronzed gate, Su Li even vaguely saw a ray of light flickering by.

"The Heavenly Emperor's Treasury?"

At that moment, it seemed that four words suddenly manifested in Su Li's mind.

But immediately, this sudden flash of information has disappeared, and it has been replaced by the three big words 'Dust Palace'.

Su Li also didn't think about the cause and effect.

"Boom—"

The doors of the Temple of Dust were opened.

Behind the gate, Mr. Kagami holds a diamond-shaped mirror, in the shape of a Western-style magician.

He was dressed in a white robe, and his head was covered with a black hood.

This body is really black and white.

This shape is different from what Chang Qing saw.

"The young master of Tianji Pavilion is coming, and he is not welcomed."

Mr. Jing's tone was calm, without joy or sorrow, and without the enthusiasm he had when he treated Chang Qing.

"Mr. Kagami."

Su Li clenched his fists slightly, and said without instigation; "I'll make a deal with you - does Mr. Jing know about the 'Jiuyao Asking Heart Tea'?"

When Mr. Jing heard this, he froze directly in place.

Immediately, he nodded silently and said, "I know, known as the most wonderful enlightenment tea in the world, the enlightenment tea that can really change one's life against the sky!" If you want to trade this, you may not even be able to change the fate of the previous generation of old pavilion masters, even if you count all the Tianji Pavilion.

It's not that it's not worthless, because there's no value to describe it.

Rather, the Temple of Dust is omnipresent, omniscient, but there is no such thing.

The Dust Palace, even the qualifications of Skyrim can provide three. ”

After Mr. Mirror was silent, he gave a shocking answer.

But this answer is not shocking to Su Li!

"No, I'm not here to buy it—I'm here to sell Jiuyao Asking Heart Tea to you!"

Su Li said word by word.

(End of chapter)