Qin Pianpian didn't figure out if Luo Jiuqiu had gone mad in the end, she only knew that the Nine Killing Sword Venerable and Murong Xun almost fought.

Murong Xun, the former young valley master of the Hundred Flowers Valley, is a ruthless man. In the face of the furious Nine Killing Sword Venerable, he was not afraid at all.

These two wanted to split the light cocoon that Luo Jiuqiu had turned into for a long time.

If it weren't for He Qiuheng pulling Qin Pianpian to dissuade them with all kinds of emotions between the two, and the Moon Worship Sect and others who came to hear the news to stop them, most of these two would have to fight.

In the end, Yunfu didn't split the light cocoon, but he held the light cocoon in his palm and took it away directly.

The nameless high priest looked at the direction where Yunfu left with the light cocoon, frowned and wondered, and accidentally muttered, "Luo Jiuqiu is going to return to the west with a crane, right?" ”

In an instant, rays of death were dropped on the gloating nameless High Priest.

The high priest didn't care at all, but suddenly looked at the reincarnation of the two four gods, Baihe and Hongling.

Nameless immediately tightened his face, remedied it in time, blurted out, and said, "I made a mistake, maybe Sect Master Luo has become an immortal?" ”

Inside the light cocoon, Luo Jiuqiu was dizzy, and his five senses were almost completely gone.

Luo Jiuqiu couldn't even tell whether he was open or closed, it was pitch black in front of him, there was no light, no temperature, no wind.

I can't feel the passage of time, and I can't feel my own existence.

I don't know how long time has passed, but gradually, Luo Jiuqiu seems to merge with the dark and silent time and space around him.

Luo Jiuqiu almost forgot that he was still alone, and even almost forgot who he was.

A burst of white light suddenly flashed in front of Luo Jiuqiu's eyes.

The pitch-black world is like a black curtain being lifted, the world is instantly bright, light and shadow flow, and thousands of worlds are presented in front of you.

Luo Jiuqiu stood up in a trance.

The void beneath her feet turned into clouds, and the void above her expanded infinitely wider.

The surrounding fog was shrouded, and the sunlight shone in the distance, and the light shone on the instep of the foot, as if there was some boneless warmth.

Luo Jiuqiu subconsciously frowned and raised his head.

I don't know when there are four shadows that have changed from blur to clarity, or hideous and vicious, or old-fashioned and majestic, two furry and two bare.

It's the four beast shadows.

Luo Jiuqiu couldn't remember what kind of beasts these four beasts were.

I saw that these four beasts pounced fiercely towards her in the blink of an eye, and pounced on her, and suddenly one of them shrunk in size, and squeezed affectionately into her arms, squeezing and biting other beasts as they squeezed.

Luo Jiuqiu was stunned, the fluffy touch was very good, and the bare ones were not difficult to touch, hugging the four beasts that kept rubbing their heads, she couldn't help but like it.

At this time, the four beasts had the blood of other beasts hanging from the corners of their mouths, and they opened their mouths in unison, and shouted respectfully and affectionately: "Master." ”

Luo Jiuqiu was stunned for a moment, and when he returned to his senses, the four beasts suddenly fell to the ground in unison, falling to pieces, just like broken ceramics, and they couldn't be put together again.

Luo Jiuqiu inexplicably felt a trace of heartache.

At this time, a sword-wielding figure faintly approached between the clouds and mist in the distance, and a faint smell of pine and cypress wrapped in snow slowly overflowed.

In the distance, the sun recedes, and snow falls.

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu didn't know why he suddenly laughed.

But before she could see the person's appearance clearly, her heart suddenly hurt greatly, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth and heart.

"Ah......h

Luo Jiuqiu couldn't help but let out a painful moan.

With a flower in front of him, Luo Jiuqiu opened his eyes again, and the world in front of him changed again.

Black clouds pressed on the top, countless dust and smoke billowed out, ruins and broken walls, white bones and skeletons, and rivers of blood.

The pain of the piercing and tearing of the heart struck again.

Luo Jiuqiu's eyes flickered and he fell to his knees.

Luo Jiuqiu lowered his head, only to see a long sword with a cold air stuck in his heart.

The blood flowed down the long sword, along the robe, and along the fingertips, slowly lowering, and the blood flowed into the black earth under his feet, slowly disappearing.

Only the strong smell of blood slowly drifted through the air.

Luo Jiuqiu slowly raised his hand, clenched the blade of the sword, and slowly exerted force, his fingers were cut, but strangely no blood flowed out, and his fingers did not have half a minute of pain.

Only the heart hurts greatly.

Luo Jiuqiu felt that his soul seemed to be cut off, and it seemed to be himself who knelt down and had a long sword stuck in his mouth, but it seemed that it was himself who was standing in front of the kneeling person and bent down and reached out to touch the blade of the sword.

Suddenly, the stars shifted, and the heavens and the earth changed.

There were great pillars that fell, and the cloud-patterned gates closed, and the sky shattered, and the earth overturned.

A swaddling baby floated in mid-air, and in an instant, countless white silk threads shot out from the baby's body, shooting in all directions, and at the end of each silk thread was connected to a blurred figure that could not be seen clearly, and the figure was somewhat inhuman, some roaring and struggling, and some approaching actively.

Suddenly, the baby and the silk thread all disappeared, the blurred figure dissipated, and the world returned to darkness and silence.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Jiuqiu's five senses gradually recovered, and his fingers were slightly bent.

The aura of heaven and earth is surging, and there are bursts of thunder.

Luo Jiuqiu suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a cold pool.

Wisps of cold air moisten the whole body.

Luo Jiuqiu's whole person was cold, but he also woke up instantly.

Luo Jiuqiu immediately understood that this moment was the reality.

As soon as Luo Jiuqiu turned his head, he almost hit a human wall.

I saw that in the cold pool, there were more than a dozen floating ...... Yunfu.

Black-haired clouds, white-haired clouds, black-haired clouds, each with a perfect face of ice cubes, exactly the same appearance, but the temperament is slightly different, the difference is that one is colder than the other.

At the same time that Luo Jiuqiu opened his eyes, more than a dozen Yunfu looked over at the same time.

Yunfu's eyes were gloomy, his expression was cold, his lips were slightly open, his eyes were slanted at Luo Jiuqiu, and he didn't speak.

Luo Jiuqiu silently sank a little into the pool water, and then asked, "Yun Jianzun, which magic skill have you cultivated?" ”

Yunfu didn't speak, but glanced at Luo Jiuqiu faintly.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Luo Jiuqiu was irritable.

Luo Jiuqiu jumped up from the pool water, picked up a black-haired cloud nearby, and snorted coldly.

"Yunfu, you pretend to be a ghost again, be careful that I kill you all. After killing and stripping, hang at the gate of the Imperial Void Sword Sect. ”

Luo Jiuqiu had already recognized that this was the residence of the Imperial Void Sword Sect Yunfu, the Sanqing Pavilion.

Luo Jiuqiu's threat proved to be useful.

More than a dozen clouds suddenly turned into smoke and disappeared.

Smoke gathers in one place.

Ten steps away from Luo Jiuqiu, the smoke slowly gathered into a cloud float.

White robe and white hair, indifferent as an iceberg.

Obviously, they were all the same faces, but Luo Jiuqiu easily judged that this was Yunfu himself.

Luo Jiuqiu pursed his lips with some regret, swam over, approached Yunfu and said, "Are you okay?" ”

Yunfu looked at Luo Jiuqiu faintly, his eyes were deep, and he said half-loudly: "You have slept for a long time." ”

Yun Fu never mentioned that he wanted to split the light cocoon countless times, nor did he mention that the Moon Worship Sect and the Imperial Void Sword Sect had fought no less than a thousand times.

Luo Jiuqiu asked, "How long?" ”

Yunfu said: "A hundred years." ”

(End of chapter)