Turning into a god is a very mysterious realm, because in the entire Zhao Kingdom, there are only a handful of their numbers, and each of them is an existence that guards one side.

Each of them went through life and death, and finally explored their own way.

And kendo is one of them.

But the vast majority of people have never seen a monk in the Transformation Stage kill people with a sword, and it is not until today that they finally see it. The majestic sword intent that pierced the sky and brought light to the world.

It's really exaggerated.

Then there was an earth-shattering movement, resounding throughout the Qingyun Sect, it is not an exaggeration to describe that moment when the sky collapsed, and then it came and went quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Not long after it disappeared, Elder Zhao and the others finally arrived at the altar, they fell to the ground, and searched everywhere, but they only saw a group of people staggering past.

Some died, and some simply passed out in a coma.

"Take them all back. ”

Elder Zhao said this, and then someone immediately asked what to do with those dead disciples, after all, they were already dead, and people should be buried in the ground when they died.

It's just that where this is buried is very particular.

Elder Zhao's gaze slowly swept over, and those young faces who had been asleep for a long time were silent for a long time: "If there is no one at home, it is buried in the Tomb of the Heroic Soul." ”

The Tomb of the Heroic Spirit is a back mountain of the Qingyun Sect, where countless bones are buried, they were once heroes, although they have been forgotten by the vast majority of people now, but there are still a small number of people who will always remember them.

Remember their heroic deeds and remember their dedication.

"Yes. ”

Elder Zhao's gaze moved away from the steward in the past, moved his pace, walked to a place, looked down at the many blood scattered on the ground, and his eyes moved slightly:

"The old thing, still let him run. ”

Before coming here, he had sensed the existence of Elder Shui's old friend, and when he saw the bloodstains on the ground, he was undoubtedly more sure of this matter.

It's just that he also feels a little pity, a senior in the god transformation stage made a move, but he couldn't kill the other party, sure enough, the people in the demon path are very cunning, or maybe that senior didn't mean to kill them all?

Yes, he thought that he had just passed by a master of the Transformation Period, and when he saw that he was uneven, he drew his sword to help, helped them, and then left, otherwise how to explain the earth-shattering sword?

It can't be released by those condensation stage disciples present.

He didn't doubt this at all, because the realm gap was too big, and he would never dare to ask about such a thing as where the Avatar Cultivator had gone.

The main fear is to be hacked to death by a sword.

It's just a little too fierce, isn't it?

He looked at the cliff wall that had been split in two, and in the middle there was a huge pitch-black ravine, which was exposed, and there was a violent howling of the wind, which made people feel very terrifying.

"Come on, there's another one alive. ”

"I'll go, it's so badly injured. ”

"I don't know what he went through. ”

"Hell knows. ”

Chen Youyu, who was in a daze, heard someone talking in his ears, he wanted to speak, but he didn't have the strength, and then quickly fell into darkness.

The darkness is vast and boundless, there is no boundary, Chen Youyu stands here and looks around, with a face full of words Am I dead? Is this the Netherworld?

But how come there is nothing?

Then the darkness around him suddenly became bright, and something like a marquee appeared around him, and one color photo after another quickly swiped by, all related to him.

For example, one of them is a photo of him pulling a woman's skirt when he was a child, shouting to buy sugar gourds, at that time he was immature and liked to look up at a person.

Chen Youyu looked at it, didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and a sentence echoed in his ears:

"Yu'er, you can't always think about eating sugar gourds, if you eat too much, you will get tooth decay. ”

"But I just want to eat sugar gourds. ”

"No, I can't. ”

A gentle and stern voice.

The photo crosses the scene of a young man in his twenties, who always likes to laugh, and a child who always likes to sit on his neck, shout and laugh.

Chen Youyu looked at the photo with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then those colorful photographs, all of a sudden, changed to a dull gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly receded towards darkness.

"Don't go!" Chen Youyu, who reacted, hurriedly chased after him, but to no avail, because no matter how he chased it, there was always a distance between him and those photos, as if someone was deliberately teasing him.

And here, he also seemed to have become an ordinary person, and he was very tired from running, so he had to stop and catch his breath after a while, and at this time there were a few more voices in his ears.

"Run, don't look back!

"Yu'er, Yu'er. ”

"Don't go, don't go!"

Chen Youyu, who has lived in this world for eighteen years, is extremely familiar with these two voices, so he doesn't want them to disappear, and wants to reach out and keep them.

But maybe he was running too fast just now, and a feeling of panic suddenly appeared, he felt very tired, and he couldn't breathe, and the last darkness suddenly surrounded him, and he fainted.

Danfeng, a thatched house of 20 square meters, the furnishings in the house are extremely simple, a table, a few chairs, a pot of water on the table, and a few upside-down teacups.

There was also a relatively large bed in the corner of the edge, on which lay the unconscious Chen Youyu, next to the second senior brother who was sitting on a chair and feeding him water.

Can you imagine the scene of a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, pouting and blowing?

He was about to feed some sugar water to his little junior brother, when he suddenly heard a murmur, he was stunned, and immediately reacted again: "Awake?"

So he put down the sugar water and looked at it.

"Don't go, don't go!" Chen Youyu said with his eyes closed, and at the same time stretched out a hand to grab the air, the second senior brother who was afraid of him moving hurriedly grabbed him with both hands, and said in a tone like coaxing a child: "If you don't go, you won't go, I won't go." ”

The thick and powerful palm was very warm, and perhaps it was precisely because of this reason that the unconscious Chen Youyu stopped struggling, but he was still muttering that sentence in his mouth, as if he was stunned.

"Oh, the little junior brother is not very sick, but fortunately I am here. The second senior brother talked to himself, and then he began to complain, saying that the master didn't care about the little junior brother, and the senior brother didn't care about the little junior brother.

He is the only one who cares about the little junior brother and the like, and he is wronged by what he says, as if he is a good person on Danfeng, and everyone else is a big villain.

At this time, Chen Youyu had already woken up, heard his grievances vaguely, felt the warmth of his right hand, smiled knowingly, and then suddenly coughed twice because of the injury.

"Oh, little junior brother, you're finally awake!" The second senior brother, who was originally immersed in his performance, looked at him suddenly, showing a very surprised expression, and then added a sentence I will immediately inform the master and senior brother, tell them the good news, leave Chen Youyu and run.

"Second senior brother, wait a minute......" Looking at his back as he left in a hurry, Chen Youyu wanted to stop him, but he didn't have a chance, and then he looked embarrassed.