At the door of the stone room, Lan Shuang'er's face was discolored, and the medicine bowl in her hand fell to the ground all of a sudden. The medicinal soup all over the floor, the broken porcelain pieces, the mess, the mess. Like her heart.

Lan Shuang'er stood in front of the door, tears running down her haggard cheeks. A few months ago, the picture of Zhuo Yifan taking her through the trial forest seems to be vivid. She didn't know herself, she didn't know when, the young man's handsome face that was not afraid of danger, and his always tall and resolute posture, captured her heart.

is such a person in her heart, who will never fall, who will always be the strongest, and now ...... He didn't live for seven days. It's unacceptable.

Is this what it tastes like to be silent?

At this moment, Lan Shuang'er felt that his soul was not possessed, and the world was about to collapse, leaning against the stone wall, and completely fell soft.

"How so...... You lied to people......"

In the stone room, Le Shi cried all of a sudden, and his tears couldn't stop falling, like a child who had been robbed of sugar. Zhou Muqiu was also driven by love and cried.

It is hard to imagine that these two men, who have never cried in the face of life and death countless times, are crying so sadly at this moment.

In the crying, the white-furred boy gradually woke up, his face haggard, and he was extremely tired. He used the seven-star life-continuation technique to forcibly pull back the divine soul, which was equivalent to the way of changing his life against the sky, which consumed him a lot.

"How is it?" Lin Hai stood up, and for seven days and seven nights, he waited on the edge of the bed, and he never agreed.

The white-furred boy looked at the seven-star mark on the young man's forehead and shook his head. Although this seven-star life-sustaining technique can deceive the heavens and bring the dead back to life, it is also temporary. It will soon be detected by the power of the Heavenly Dao. Wait for the seven-star mark to disappear. This teenager will face a real death.

“...... He spontaneously combusted his blood. I fell into the Nine Dark Dragon Curse again, and I couldn't die anymore, and seven days was already the limit. The white-furred boy sighed and said.

"No...... Is there another way?" Lin Hai frowned, his voice trembling a little.

"Unless you can find the blood of the Nine Stygian Dragons, ...... There is no other way!" The white Qiu boy's tone was affirmative, completely breaking everyone's hopes and thoughts.

Lin Hai's eyes were deep, his face was a little gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You're playing with fire and setting yourself on fire," the white-furred boy saw through his thoughts at a glance: "Ancient Dragon Realm." It's always more dangerous than you think!"

Lin Haidao: "I know it's dangerous, but this is the only hope, as long as you go there and find the dragon tomb!"

"To put it mildly, you should know better than I am the danger. The white-furred boy continued to dissuade.

"I'm going to give it a try, no matter what!" my eldest brother had warned me not to get in the way. I can make my own decisions about everything else!" Lin Hai's face was resolute.

"What if you can't find it?"

"Then start with Jiulong Mountain! Destroy them one by one!, I will let countless people be buried with me!" Lin Hai said hurriedly.

The young man in white fur was stunned, it was the first time he had seen this man so angry.

"That's it, I'll go with you!" by the way, call the old man!" the young man gritted his teeth: "You go alone." It's too sinister!"

"Uncle Lin, Uncle Bai...... You don't have to do it for me. ”

At this time, a weak voice came, cutting off the conversation between the two, the young man turned his head and said weakly: "Uncle Bai, thank you." Seven days is enough, but I have a lot of unfulfilled wishes. ”

"Fan'er, trust me. Uncle will come back as soon as he goes, he will definitely make you better!" Lin Hai clenched his hand.

Zhuo Yifan was moved, held back his tears, and said, "Uncle Lin...... On the path of cultivation, birth, old age, sickness and death are already doomed. Fan'er has long been prepared to endure a qiē. Now, Fan'er just wants to live these last seven days in peace......"

He looked at the two of them and said, "Please ask Uncle Lin to send me to the region...... I'd like to do the final touch. ”

"Yifan, let's go with you!" Le Shi grabbed his hand, very reluctant.

"Nope. Zhuo Yifan shook his head: "Now that the human domain has not stabilized, you have to stay here, become the sect elder of the Shura Sect, and help Brother Li manage the ...... together."

"Okay, I'm here with Wood, waiting for you to come back!" Le Shi couldn't stop nodding with tears in his eyes. According to his temperament, he will definitely object, but Zhuo Yifan is like this, he really can't bear to refuse.

"One day, you must become a strong man in your own right. ”

Looking at the two, Zhuo Yifan smiled and said, "Don't worry...... I will definitely be back!"

"Definitely!" Even though they knew that it was a white lie, the two of them still laughed, and smiled brightly.

Zhuo Yifan explained some things to them again, and handed over the treasures found in the auction house to the two of them one by one. It took another half a day to write down the mental method of "Five Emperors and Demon Emperor Dao".

After doing this, he stepped into the region with his two uncles without worry.

Except for the stone and wood, he didn't say goodbye to anyone, not wanting more people to be involved in sadness.

......

Soon, the two realms of man and earth boiled again. Many people received the news that the world-famous first young murderer in ancient times had fallen......

The world shook, and countless people sighed and regretted it.

"This is the first boy to step into the realm of the Holy Clan in ancient times, and it's a pity that he died like this!"

"After the war with the gods, he was obstructed by the inheritors of the Taoist system, and in the end, in order to protect the human domain, he spontaneously combusted his essence and blood to resolve the disaster of annihilation. What a bearing! What a toughness!"

"He is the first person to be a young man in ancient times! Whether it is a blood prison or the present world, he is an eternal legend!"

The world is hotly discussed, and the happiest people among them are naturally the three. At first, they also had suspicions, but after sending someone to confirm them, their doubts were completely dispelled.

"The murderer is actually not such a cruel person, when his father desperately broke into the divine palace and won the divine treasure, but he was coveted by bad people, and was hanged by all forces regardless of the morality of the rivers and lakes. He lost his father since he was a child, and without any guidance, he finally won the qualification to enter the blood prison, and he has come to the present step by step with his own strength. Who can have his courage in the world?"

Many people inquired about Zhuo Yifan's life experience, and they were all embarrassed by the unfortunate fate of this young man. Who would have thought that behind such an amazing and brilliant young man, there was such a bumpy and bleak path of cultivation.

It is said that poor people must have something to hate, but the situation of fierce talents is just the opposite.

"What a hateful person, and there is pity for him......"

In the human realm, countless monks sighed, some of these monks were from the older generation, and even more were monks who entered the blood prison in the same batch as Zhuo Yifan.

On this day, the Emperor of the Human Realm lit up the white lanterns and raised the white flag to pay tribute to this ancient young supreme!

A golden tombstone appeared, more than twenty meters high, standing next to the Blood Building.

There was a word written on it......

The emperor of the human domain, the tomb of Zhuo Yifan. (To be continued......)