Ye Ku and the white-haired uninvited guest faced each other, his lips were dry, his heart was bitter, and he only said to the old man, and he didn't know how to speak anymore.

It is unfathomable, so quiet, the tide is flat and the shore is wide, and there are no waves.

This is just an intuition, but Ye Ku believed it very much, if the person in front of him opened his mouth to ask for Xuanyin, he would not hesitate at all, he could only sigh that he could not force it all the time.

Ye Ku's mind was full of thoughts, but the old man was motionless, his cloudy eyes were dull as if he had lost his sight, and his body was like a piece of rotten wood, without any vitality.

At this moment, the old man stretched out his hand tremblingly, looking for something like a blind man touching an elephant.

Ye Ku didn't dare to move, he would never think that this was just an ordinary blind old man, he was afraid that his actions would be taken as an offense, and his heart was beating like thunder, and he couldn't calm down.

The green tendons on the wood-like hands are clearly visible, crumpled, like an old bark, slowly groping, picking dead leaves, breaking dead grass, and finally grabbing Ye Withered's arm.

The mountains were silent, the human voices and beast whispers seemed to have disappeared, and Ye Ku only felt that there was a wave of ocean tide rushing towards him, each drop of water weighed more than a thousand catties, and the powerful oppression suddenly came to him, and the muscles and bones of the whole body creaked under this huge force.

Ye Ku was shocked in his heart, holding on to that bit of clarity, this old man was too terrifying, and he couldn't move without deliberately doing anything, his whole body was in pain like Ling Chi, and his divine consciousness was also cold, as if he was about to freeze.

In contrast, the Ling family's so-called overhaul is like an ignorant child, and he swaggered through the market after a long time as a toddler.

The old man raised his other hand, as if slow and fast, pointed out a trick to the heart of Ye Kumei, a large piece of illusory derivation, there are endless rivers and rivers muddy yellow, churning and surging angrily, angry waves cracking the bank, like water from the sky, rushing and not returning, a golden bridge across the void, erected on the big river, connecting the two unknown places, there are clouds and mist on it, fairy birds offer Rui, the view only feels that the god is clear, it seems to be able to help people to understand the ten thousand laws, and get the Tao overnight.

This is clearly the scene I saw when I realized the "Book of Waste" in that mysterious rift!

Ye Ku saw it in his eyes, as if he was coming again, on the bridge, on the top of the sea of clouds, seeing rare birds and beasts, and then understanding the law of the absurd scriptures.

This old man's methods are too extraordinary, it should be to find a trace of qi in him, and go back, this is like reaching out into the long river of time and finding that three-inch small fish, this kind of cultivation surpasses everyone Ye Ku has seen so far.

He seemed to be thinking carefully, the wrinkles on his face were piled up, and after a while, he seemed to have failed to find what he was thinking, and he waved his sleeves to dissipate the illusion in his eyes.

"Boom!"

This trick pointed out, Ye Ku only felt that the sea of consciousness exploded, and thousands of pale and godless faces appeared in his eyes, and the boulder fell from the top, roaring for a while, as if the sky had fallen.

The white fireworks fell to the ground, which is a desolate and dreamy magnificence.

The mountain-like weight ceased to exist at the moment of pinching, Ye Ku's heart was like ice, and he kept clear in this false reality, the old man didn't seem to have any malice, but he was just looking for something, but he was often looking for it, but he never got it.

At this moment, there were tears flickering in those cloudy eyes, and the teardrops were in strings, gathered in rows, flowing over the vicissitudes of the old man's face, he was sad, and he didn't know why.

"Thousands of years have passed, things are not people, it is still there, it is still there...... It's still !!"

It seems to recall the inexplicable horror.

The unfathomable old man, but at this moment trembling all over, like madness, roared wildly, he slapped it with a palm, it was actually the illusory scene shattered, only a crooked step forward, the pattern spread, flashed away, so that this piece of heaven and earth disappeared.

Only one person is left with withered leaves, alone with a piece of decayed grass and remnant sun, the old man just slapped his hand, but it made him feel flustered and suffocated, and the world seemed to be in that thin palm, making people unable to give birth to the slightest struggle.

Heaven and earth want to die, who dares to exist alone?

Ye Ku heard the crazy words, his face was full of horror, a thousand years in an instant, what kind of existence can say such words? A hundred years of fingers into an instant, a few melancholy speechless, things are not people, what kind of sad emotion? "It" is what is it, under the three sighs, although it is not coming towards him, Ye Ku feels as if he is the first to drink, and the three sighs come straight to the door of the heart, which is unavoidable.

The old man didn't come for Xuanyin, it seems that he was just a wandering old man, and he happened to pass through here, this mountain and river was already vast, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there were hidden traces of immortals, and he didn't sit on the temple highly, and he only visited the supreme path in his heart, which was not surprising.

Although he has that vast memory, it does not mean that Ye Ku should learn from that old antique, when he shouldn't be calm, his mind is as calm as water, such a person is just a dry well, and it is useless for others to watch, and it is difficult for him to gush a clear spring.

"Boom!"

Before Ye could take a breath, there was a loud noise in the sky, and the dazzling Shenhua shone, covering the vast sky, and the terrifying fluctuations raged, shaking several nearby mountains into powder, and the sky was trembling.

The gods are in the sky, it is not a scuffle, but the two great monks are fighting, for some reason, the bright gods rush up into the sky, through the clouds, the divine power is boiling, surging, the brilliant light is like a tsunami to roll away in all directions, the mountains and rivers seem to be roaring, the sky is reversed, the nearby monks are beaten away by the wave-like true qi, can not be close.

What's more, the cultivation is not good, and there is no treasure to protect the body, the spirit is swept over, the body is disillusioned like smoke, and the cultivation of the body is dissipated, and it ceases to exist in the blink of an eye.

Ye Withering was like a pure land, and the incomparable divine power could not be affected at all.

I saw that in the splendid sky, there seemed to be an endless void behind a figure, like a boundless night, an endless abyss, a deep darkness but there was a Dao purple meaning vertically and horizontally, evolving knives, swords, tripods, furnaces, that person pointed at it, countless Dao weapons were wrapped in boundless darkness, and the surging black light gushed out, turning into a torrent, washing down.

The black water is all over the sky, sweeping the dragon.

"Little Doyle. ”

In the sky, above the dragon, a cold voice sounded, not very loud, even a little low, with anger, clearly spread to every corner of this world, many monks actually had a trembling feeling, only to press down a high mountain.

"This fire can burn the vacuum, let alone your purple and black water like a mud pool?"

The flame was not an ordinary red and yellow, it was a dark white appearance, and it was not as hot as an ordinary flame, but there was a void deriving, spreading, and shattering, and a piece of Xuanbai flame rolled upside down, opening a curtain of Xuanbai fire, blocking all the purple and black water that seemed to be poured down like a gap in the sky.

What the man commanded was the Void Spirit Flame, which was known as the Void Void and the Void, and at this moment it was sweeping into the sky, covering half of the sky, and the white light seemed to burn the sky out of a hole, and the person who stabbed couldn't open his eyes, and fought with the purple and black water, both of which were not allowed to enter.

Xuanbai Spiritual Flame splashing, purple dark water poured, such a great monk's fighting method, fighting red-eyed, how could he control the life and death of others, the blossoming void flames, bursts of black water scattered from the sky, pierced through the mountains, ordinary monks who were the slightest bit contaminated, the spiritual flame burned their bodies, and the black water cave was immortal, and they immediately ended up dead.

Suddenly, the dragon's body was on fire, there were flowers burning between heaven and earth, the void burned by the void spirit flame collapsed, the mountains were distorted, and the void was crumbling.

"Phew!"

A black white flame fell from the sky, pierced through two or three mountains, and came straight to the place where Ye was hiding, he was horrified in his heart, he never expected that there would be a catastrophe flying in such a remote place, it was really bad luck to the extreme.

The flames of the Void Spirit were as fast as a bolt of lightning fell, and Ye Ku's current cultivation could not be avoided at all.

"Poof. ”

Not far in front of Ye Ku's body, there was a soft sound, as if there were flying stones hitting the water, there were dragonflies rippling, there were lines in the void, ripples like a circle of water, scattered in all directions, that little bit of white fire was like a mud cow into the sea, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it was wiped out by that line.

"It's the pattern that the old man put on it!"

The pattern is not vivid, with the old man's withered hands, like a peeling old bark, but there is a charm of simplicity, this is the monk's perception of the "Tao" carrier, mysterious and mysterious, describing the heaven and earth in the square inch, the ten thousand laws in the moment, complicated, esoteric, ordinary monks can not understand at all, let alone engraved, often get its shape is enough to be used for a long time.

Keeping the form but not the god, and keeping the god but not the Tao, this is one of the common problems of many patterns in the world.

The old bark-like pattern seems to have fixed that side of the world, this is just the old man carved it casually, without a shape, but it is isolated from a small world, so there are all kinds of visions here, and the old man is still unnoticed.

Ye Kuxin said: "This time it was a blessing in disguise, and I got a real shelter, and sure enough, the number of blessings and disasters is the most unpredictable, and humanity is full of plans, but it is not as good as a sentence on that day." ”

No matter what he means, if he is caught by the Void Spirit Flame, he will definitely end up being burned into nothingness.

The two people above the dragon fought to the fullest, the sky was shaken, and the figure flickered and moved, unable to catch its traces at all, but fortunately, the more the two fought, the farther away from Ye Ku's place, this kind of battle has greatly exceeded Ye Ku's current cultivation, naturally the farther away the better, just don't be the foolish pond fish.

The battle between heaven and earth will not end because of this great war, people's hearts are insufficient, devouring heaven and earth, such a world, I don't know how many moths the fire of Xuanyin has attracted, I don't know how many cultivators are fighting in the mountains, and I don't know how many cultivators have fallen

No matter what the original intention is, if you don't want to fight, you have to fight, if you don't want to kill, you have to kill, as long as you enter this game, you can't help it at all.