It's just that after five breaths, Wenzhen Daozun, who is in the Extinction Realm, has already fallen into confusion.

His breath began to be unsteady and he breathed heavily. The madness in his eyes gradually began to thicken as the black silk spread.

On Wenzhen Daozun's body, it was covered with ice. This is the breath of resentment and coldness,

This breath soared into the sky, straight into the star dome, exuding a heavy dark luster, so cold and piercing, frozen for thousands of miles.

The thought in Wen Zhen Daozun's heart at this moment is the struggle between life and death.

He wants to live, and he wants to die. The sword in his hand moved and moved, lifted and lifted, slowly approached his neck, and then lowered.

He didn't understand what it meant to live, he didn't understand what it would be like to die, whether there was really bliss.

"Blissful ......" Wenzhen Daozun muttered softly, his eyes deep in confusion.

"There is ...... Bliss"

The smile on Wen Zhen Daozun's face gradually opened, even the fresh leaves after the night rain were not as strong as the smile on this face.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless people in front of him in a prosperous and prosperous world, where there were no disasters, no birth, old age, sickness and death, and no right to fight, only peace and happiness.

"There's bliss... If you enter the past, you are detached, there is no life and no death... Truly endure. ”

The countless Dao people stretched out their hands and beckoned to him, and there were more voices of soft music, swirling around his ears.

At this moment, it was brilliant. Heaven and earth are changing, and those crumbling voids, the collapse is the remnants of the Huagong that are nowhere to be found, all of them are changing.

On this day, the spring breeze enters the city, and the half-moon bends the long river. It has been shaken and full of flowers.

The sound of the pipa sang in all directions, and there were mandarin ducks flying in two places on both sides of the strait. And how much spring is in this tour, I am afraid that it will fill the Jiangnan City.

The lakeside flower boats are already brightly lit, and the spring breeze is relieved.

There is a sheng song, and the beauties dance. In the sound of winding beams, the listener no longer knows whether he is in the fairy land or the mortal world.

In a song, the dance is even more ecstatic.

The beauty is graceful, and the music hooks the soul. How can people not be drunk in this life. It is like the sandalwood screen hidden by the person who plays the song, which can be immortal and engraved in the depths of the heart.

The fresh wind, the cool drizzle, and the translucent moonlight already made him intoxicated and unstoppable.

His gaze has always been the shadow behind the screen. Who can play a song that makes people trapped and unable to extricate themselves?

Here, what he thinks is what he thinks. The figure in the curtain stroked the strings, and then stood up with the pipa in his arms, and with a slight movement, it was already revealed in front of his eyes.

Gu Pan smiled, and he was already the best in the world.

The red dress is as gorgeous as ten thousand roses blooming, and like the sunset in the midsummer evening, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

In his eyes, there was only one scene of fire. It's like red burning with life.

Beauty depends on clothing, but there is a kind of person in the world, but it is the clothes that rely on their talents to be gorgeous and unparalleled.

That's what happened to this woman.

He was thinking that if he could get this woman, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

The crescent moon prints the river, and the ripples are rendering this half round of crescent.

Thus, the crescent moon becomes a full moon.

The bright moonlight filled the courtyard, and it was full of mess. But behind this, there is a beautiful event.

Someone got married today, and guests from all over the world said goodbye. The night has fallen, and after the noisy entertainment, there is only a couple of newcomers left in this courtyard house.

He said goodbye to the guests, walked into the wedding room, walked into the bed with drunkenness, lifted the woman's red veil with a jade bamboo, and saw that it was as shy and charming as a flower.

This delicate shyness is hidden under the red veil, and it is also hidden in the night. When the red yarn was lifted and the lamp burned, it could no longer be hidden, and it fell clearly in his eyes.

Even if he is a literati, on the most important day of his life, he can't suppress the excitement in his heart.

A look of shame fell.

The two lines of sight met in an instant, and it was a good match for a hundred years.

This night is sleepless, sinking into the land of tenderness. It was destined to score seven goals.

It's just that when he sat down next to the woman, he was about to reach out and kiss the seductive red lips, but a cool breeze slipped into the room.

The cool breeze froze the bones, and the hand that was just about to touch that stunning face felt a prickly touch in an instant, and it hurt into my heart.

He withdrew his hand, but suddenly looked up.

The layers of curtains around the bed were like fireworks, but suddenly the brightest fire was missing.

The red-clothed shadow beside him is no longer there.

At this moment. He woke up suddenly, and saw that the lights were bright all around, and he could hear the singing of the night.

The half-moon is still there, and the clouds are low, hiding a corner of moonlight. Only then did he realize that this was nothing more than an intoxicating dream.

When I woke up from the dream, I realized the cruelty of the dream more and more. Because no matter how beautiful it is, it is always false.

Heaven is still heaven, and earth is heaven again. But it's different. Here, the world is far away. There, the sky is far away, but it can be touched.

His thoughts are full of longing, and he can only be banished to the edge of the sky, extending to the end of the world, turning into the cloud to find the person in his heart.

It's just that the beautiful woman in red is nowhere to be found, and even the sound of the pipa can't be heard.

Behind the screen, there is just a figure of stroking the qin. It's not that man.

When the man is not there, why is he interested in tasting the music and dancing?

At this moment, Wen Zhen Daozun's sword is already close to his neck, and the sword has already entered a few points, as long as he enters another half a point, he will cut his throat and die.

There was a monstrous sword machine in the sword, and the blood fell and lost color in an instant.

As long as he goes in for half a minute, he will be able to enter bliss, sleep gently in the countryside, and taste the spring with his beloved, seven plum blossoms every night.

At this moment, a holy aura arose from a high altitude not far away, entering the body of the True Dao Venerable like a breeze, and washed away those chills and purified those grievances like rain.

Wenzhen Daozun was bathed in this holy light, his face was dazed, and the black silk in his eyes began to gradually turn into mist and float away from his eyes.

"Wenzhen Daoyou. Don't fall into this miserliness!"

High in the sky, in the holy tabernacle, there were dozens of figures cross-kneeling. Among these dozens of figures, there are tools in hand.

These holy lights came from the dispersion and dissolution of these dozens of utensils, forming a wheel Buddha disk.

"Brahma Heart ......"

In the midst of this loud shout, Wenzhen Daozun instantly came to his senses, with horror in his eyes.

What I saw before, it was indeed beautiful. Holding hands with your beloved is a good story. But that's the beauty that burns with your life.

If it weren't for the light of this Buddha, he would have been in this confusion and would never recover. In the end, it will be attached to the body of the miserly like those human faces, and it will become its power.

Immortal and indestructible, indeed indeed, but perishable. The power of destruction is extremely difficult to fall, but it does not mean that it will not fall. Among them, it is to destroy oneself and eliminate the way of soldiers.

"Thank you Lingbao Daoyou!" Wenzhen Daozun took a deep breath, put down the sword in his hand, and spoke loudly. At the same time, there was a lot of murder in my heart.

This extremely stingy wanted him to be trapped in the gentle country, unable to extricate himself, and sink forever. This ignited the murderous intent in his heart.

Even if it's the culprit of the four poles, so what. Today, the sword in his hand will cut it off. There is no life, only death.

"It's better to be careful. Don't get caught up in the confusion again. Brahma Heart Spectrum and Impermanence Rebirth Seal, the old man can only cast it again. It can't be used after that. As a last resort, I will never waste this opportunity!"

Dozens of voices fell from the sky, and together they thundered.

The holy light in the sky, in a roar, corroded rapidly. In a crisp sound, the sky was sprinkled with light. also revealed dozens of figures sitting cross-legged.

These dozens of figures. The appearance is all the same. They are all Lingbao Daozun. This is what he thought of, although his strength is far inferior to the deity, but it is still possible to lay down the Brahma heart spectrum.

When the roaring wind surged, these dozens of figures collapsed in an instant. Those dozens of utensils were quickly withdrawn from the hands of Lingbao Daozun.

A palm pressed again, but this time the target of the extremely stingy was not Wenzhen Daozun, but Lingbao Daozun.

It has wisdom, it knows the old man above, and it has the means to fight it.

In the face of this Collapsing Heaven and Earth Palm, Lingbao Dao Venerable's face remained unchanged. An object floated out of his hand, and it burst out in an instant. The light of the Buddha appeared again.

"The things of Buddhism, to deal with the holy relics of you and other ghosts, the old man is already copying seventy-seven-eighty-eight, if you want to kill me first, then you can try!"

Between the words, a wooden bowl was vacated. There is the sound of flowing water in my ears. The Golden Rainbow Waterfall, falling straight from the nine heavens, formed an ocean in an instant, and pressed towards the palm cover.

The appearance of this golden ocean actually obscured the inky light for a short time.

"Wenzhen Daoyou!"

A loud roar, suddenly rising.

Wen Zhen Daozun didn't even stop the blood flow in his neck, he just grabbed the sword and got up, entered the golden ocean, and slashed out towards that palm and sword.

There is a dragon awakening, and the golden light is exhausted.

In just an instant, the golden ocean retracted and disappeared as quickly as possible, and what was transformed was a golden dragon rushing into the sky.

This is a dragon that transforms into a sword, and the power of the scattered law is incomparable.

When this golden dragon appeared, it swam around and in that palm in an instant, continuing along the arm, and shattering inch by inch.

With this golden light wrapped in it, this stubbornness of life and death can no longer erode this sword machine.

This is Wenzhen Daozun's real all-out slash, threatening the heavens and the earth.

That huge body, in the majestic momentum, devastation, slashed down.

The hideous faces were full of sword light, and they were shattered.

In a battle of swords, the four poles were shattered. What a power this is.

In the chaos of the void in the distance, the bridge panicked again under the monstrous waves rolled up by the terrifying force of the collision.

At this moment, there are already 70,000 figures standing in the Luqiao Flower Terrace. In the second step, there are already more than 60 strong people.

More than 60 people worked together, but they still couldn't be consolidated. The forces in the rear are already collapsing.

Feng Jingjie felt the power of this blow, and the black wisps in his eyes were cut off in an instant.

"Obsessed with life and death, how can it be so easy to kill. If this continues, the three strong men still can't escape death. At that time, we will not be able to escape. ”

"Something has to be done. Feng Jingjie whispered to himself, and his eyes fell on Chu Cheng's body again. There was a light in his eyes.

"Do you dare to snatch life and death from me in that extremely miserly body?"