Different worlds have different rules of survival!

In the global village, people with demons in their hearts can still live a life of confusion and nightmares, and even if they end up in decadence, they will only die to ashes.

Or materialistic enjoyment, or instinctive catharsis, or hard work......

They can completely use these to replace the original and most essential attachments and thoughts in their hearts.

But the Xuanwu Continent is different, here, if you are not careful, you will be catastrophic, how can you easily give up?

Xia Yunqiang held back the timidity in his heart, tried hard to lift the blood-stained long knife in his hand, and limped forward, even if he died here today, he would never steal his life!

Holding the knife and slashing towards the Fear of Demonic Beasts, when the long knife hung above the Fear of Monsters' head, Xia Yun also increased his strength to the limit.

"Huh!"

The hasty blow only hit the phantom, and it did not have much impact on the Fear of Demonic Beasts, and it seemed that it was impossible to hit the Fear of Demonic Beasts without overcoming the spiritual fear.

The Monster itself does not have much attack power, nor does it have much defense, just like the dragon lizard, it only needs to hit once and it will die. But the problem is, I didn't hit it once.

This blow was ineffective against the Fear of Demonic Beasts, and Xia Yun couldn't help but feel a touch of despair in his heart. This was the heaviest blow ever, and it poured the courage he had just ignited directly into his heart.

Go on?

Or give up?

Xia Yun looked up to the sky and sighed, a touch of bitterness appeared on his face, and the sense of despair in his heart intensified. As his thoughts flew, he couldn't raise the slightest courage to face such a monster beast that couldn't win no matter what.

No matter how strong Xia Yun and Thousand Illusion cultivators were, if they couldn't resist the attacks of the spiritual level, they would definitely lose as a result.

"Cloud ...... Brother ......"

Qian Huan lay on the ground, no longer had any motivation to fight back, it slowly crawled towards Xia Yun, screaming as hard as it could. Thousand Illusions is not far from Xia Yun, but it is unusually long to climb over.

What it feared most was the loss of Xia Yun, the only human companion, and under the infinite magnification, its heart was full of fear and despair.

Unwilling tears flowed in its watery eyes, it didn't want Xia Yun to give up so easily, but it also didn't want to see Xia Yun get hurt or even die because of this.

Xia Yun stood motionless in front of the Fear of Demon Beasts at the moment, he was already covered in cold sweat, all of them were scared out, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have the intention to urinate, he was afraid that he would be scared to urinate on the spot.

When human beings are at their most cowardly and helpless, they always recall that warm haven in the past......

The loving and soft arms that used to be ......

The back of the once majestic and broad shore......

......

"Dad, Dad, why are you and your mother always not at home, I'm so bored to be alone!" Xiao Xia Yun asked his father angrily.

The father shook his head and smiled, gently touched Xiao Xiayun's head, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyun, Dad's work is very important......"

"But, I'm tired every time I see you come back, don't do it, okay?"

"Hahahaha...... Xiaoyun is still young and doesn't understand the world of adults, and my teacher often has a sentence on his lips......" My father smiled heroically and told Xiao Xiayun a word.

Xiao Xia Yun looked at his father in a daze, what made his father unwilling to stay at home?

When his father finished speaking, he left in a hurry, and that sentence is still deeply imprinted in Xia Yun's mind:

How sad it would be if a person lived but did not have a dream, how stupid it would be if a person had a dream but did not have the courage to pursue it, and how sorry it would be if a person had to give up due to lack of strength or other reasons in the process of chasing his dream.

However, if a person has been fighting for his dream all his life, even if it is not realized in the end, then he is at least satisfied.

Therefore, since you have a goal, you only care about the wind and rain, why care about how many thorns there are in the road ahead......

......

When Xia Yun grew up, he gradually understood the meaning of this sentence, and found that it was just a bowl of chicken soup without nutrition, so he disdained it.

On the surface, it sounds good, but in fact it has no meaning in his life.

It wasn't until now, with more and more experiences, that Xia Yun understood a little bit that the power of the mystery and the mystery might be a kind of heartfelt attitude.

Conform to your heart, even if you have a sea of swords and fires ahead, you will not frown, and against the original intention, even if you have a smooth road and a safe life, you will always feel that something is missing in your heart.

It can't act directly on people, but it can subtly change a person.

World view, outlook on life, values......

These ideas may seem far away, but in fact they are all around everyone, every movement, expression, habit, and even attitude towards others......

It's invisible, but it's ubiquitous, affecting every aspect of everyone......

When Xia Yun came back to his senses and looked at the Fear of Demon Beasts again, he was still scared in his heart, still afraid, but he dared to face it!

He simply stopped thinking about what fear was, whether he could defeat the Fear Beast, and whether he would die in battle. He just walked forward, lifted his long knife, and kept swinging it at the Fear Beast, sword after sword......

Even, he didn't bother to dodge the attack of the monster, but blindly swung the long knife, even if he couldn't hit, he didn't give up.

Xia Yun is convinced that as long as he persists, he can overcome his fears. Moving forward is easy to say, but hard to do.

He didn't know how many knives he wielded, but he had forgotten what fear was, what pain was, and even more so why he was fighting......

So selfless, so indomitable.

Xia Yun's face was expressionless, his eyes were empty, but his movements were crazy and terrifying, and his attacks were extremely powerful!

Qianhuan's voice was hoarse and crying, but he couldn't call Xia Yun back no matter what, Xia Yun's current situation was as if he had fallen into a demonic path, and he was completely mad.

"Psychic bodies?"

During the day, Lao Yuan lost his voice in horror, and then immediately closed his mouth, afraid of being heard by Xia Yun. But the shock in my heart is only strong, not weak, only increasing, not decreasing.

Naturally, he would not be stupid enough to let Xia Yun and the others go to the attached city alone to investigate, and they followed in the dark from beginning to end, and even the rest of the disciples also sent people to follow.

However, they will not come to the rescue until the moment of crisis.

Qianhuan didn't notice that he was talking during the day, at the moment it was all on its body, wanting to help but couldn't do anything, this sense of powerlessness swept through Qianhuan's body again, and it couldn't help but roar loudly, trying to wake up Xia Yun.

Because, Xia Yun's spiritual power gradually dissipated, and the attack became more and more sluggish, I am afraid that it will not be long before the situation will be completely reversed. However, it can only watch the situation unfold.

The situation began to become unfavorable, but Xia Yun had long lost the ability to think, or at this time, he had already lost consciousness and fought with instinct.

(End of chapter)