In the space, the color of blood was permeated, and the smell of blood was stinking.

This blood-colored tentacle that condensed the will of countless revenant souls was like a huge cage, enveloping the entire figure of the young man.

There was blood red in front of him, and the space shrank sharply, about to shatter everything in pieces.

My heart is open, and I am ethereal.

All desires are just a passing moment.

Dust cannot blind the mind, much less shake the mind.

Starlight shows me the way.

The young man's eyes were clear and bright, and his figure stood majestically, like an eternal statue that remained unchanged for eternity.

Light.

Let there be light.

Countless starlights make up a psychedelic galaxy, which contains infinite majestic vitality.

The revenant soul represents the will to die, and the starlight is filled with the desire to live.

Life and death.

The blood-red tentacles made contact with the starlight, and did not erupt into huge fluctuations.

The two blend with each other and blend together in space, forming a chaos.

Life and death, yin and yang.

This is the most primitive way of composition between heaven and earth.

There is no boundless darkness, and there is no eternal dawn.

They are one in themselves and represent two sides of things.

Not being able to exist on its own means that it is flawed, not a complete whole.

Two extreme forces are vying for the ownership of this space, like the alternation of day and night, light and dark.

Death is dark, life is light, space is divided into countless pieces, light and darkness occupy one side.

Heaven and earth have become a huge chessboard, in which life and death are played.

The patterns are constantly changing in the chessboard, and from time to time there are bright spaces that are swallowed up by darkness, and there are also dark spaces that are lit up by light.

The will of the revenant roared fiercely, commanding the tyrannical elements of heaven and earth, and striking at the territory of light.

As long as the chessboard is covered with darkness, you can gain control of this space.

Ruan Soft's Yuanshen Tree is thrown into the embrace of the starry sky, and his vitality is continuously injected into the stars, making the galaxy bright and blurred, which is the breath of life that will never be exhausted.

Death is the end, and life is the beginning.

The two wills are intertwined with each other, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

Death is in accordance with the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and it is the manifestation of the will of the Heavenly Dao.

Life is to go against the sky, and it is the eternal pursuit of life.

"Death is an unchangeable destiny, and it is destiny to abandon the light and go to the darkness. ”

Chen Pingzhi's empty eyes were filled with blood-colored mist, and the Blood Cloud Cold Spear in his hand exuded a boundless evil aura.

This voice seemed to come from the sky, with an indisruptible will to destroy the last line of defense of the light.

"That is destiny, not mine, and my path will be carved out by myself. ”

The young man's body was unyielding, and he did not waver in the slightest under the oppression of the will of heaven and earth.

He was straight and straight, like a long sword in his hand, blooming with indomitable pride.

The sword broke through the air, as fast as a shock.

The sword light is like practice, and it changes rapidly.

A sword, or a thousand swords, crisscrosses the space, writing the rules of the avenue.

The blood-colored tentacles contained the will of countless souls, eroding the light of the stars.

The prohibition on the platform of life and death has been stimulated to the extreme.

The invisible oppression has caused this incomparably solid space to produce unstable fluctuations.

The sword light and blood shadow are all showing their own Dao intentions, and the collision between them is intangible and substantial, but it is extremely powerful.

Whoever has the upper hand will set the rules of this space.

Life and death are extremely antagonistic and irreconcilable.

The blood-colored tentacles could not break through the blockade of the starlight, nor could they occupy the space on the chessboard, and no longer maintained their original form, but turned into a large net, scattered all over the world.

Skynet is magnificent, sparse but not leaky.

It was as if the supreme rules had descended between heaven and earth, and the chessboard was to be spread.

The Dao meaning written by the sword in the space is pale and weak.

The rhythm of starlight lighting up space gradually can't match the speed of darkness devouring, and more and more space is invaded by darkness.

This large net captures the traces of starlight, stops the starlight's footsteps, and annihilates life.

The dark space on the chessboard, filled with the wails of the dead, sinks in hell and destroys life.

It's not enough to have hope for life.

It is necessary to break free from the bondage of this darkness.

The starry sky gives me strength!

The giant tree in the boy's brain towered majestically, stretching its green branches and leaves, spreading towards the distant starry sky.

The mystery of the starry sky is out of reach.

The stretch of the giant tree is far away from the distant stars, and the endless starry sky has no edge.

As long as there is direction, there is hope.

The light lasts forever and does not disappear because of a moment of darkness.

"I am your seed and your people, obey my call. ”

A cry rang out from the boy's heart.

This is the desire for Taoism in the Yuan Shen, and it also represents the pursuit and yearning of life, and the expectation of exploring to a deeper realm.

Countless stars shone brightly in the starry sky, and they saw the unyielding struggle of the giant tree, and tried to stretch out their arms in their direction.

A meteor streaked by, followed by a miniature of stars, projected on the branches and leaves of the giant tree.

The meteor rushed into the branches of the giant tree, forming a brilliant star imprint on it.

More and more meteors are falling on the giant trees, and their imprints are deeply revealed.

The crown of the giant tree is like a fruit full of stars, and the breath of life is exuberant when this starlight is infused.

It is not extending, but silently digesting the gift of the stars.

The miniature of the stars contains an infinite and vast Taoist meaning, as if telling a message that cannot be expressed in words, and these imprints glow with a strange rhythm, playing a silent music in the starry sky.

The branches of the giant tree are the scores, and the imprints of the stars are the symbols of the music.

The hymn written by the star spectrum is a salute to life, and the silent melody is played in this brain world, which resonates with this heaven and earth.

Bang bang.

The sea beat the land even more powerfully, and the soil was sprinkled with starlight seeds, which became the cornerstone of this world.

The changes in the world in his mind made the long sword in the young man's hand also shine dazzlingly.

In this peculiar rhythm, he slashed through the space as he pleased.

The light and dark lines in the space, plucked by the long sword, also began to play the music in his heart.

On the chessboard of heaven and earth, where the darkness had eroded, was swept by this melody, and the will of the undead stopped crying.

This hymn of life, purifying their filthy blood-stained souls, gradually faded, revealing their original ethereal.

The blood-colored web fell apart in the rhythm, and blood-red blood flowers floated in the air.

The invisible rhythm, like a soft breeze, filters the blood-colored blood flowers, poignant and magnificent.

Finally, the evil qi contained in it faded, revealing a white and crystal face, and the blood rain in the air turned into white snowflakes.

Snowflakes fell on the chessboard of heaven and earth, and the dark space was also hidden under the snowflakes.

On the chessboard, the light finally regained the territory, and the space was condensed from countless fragments.

Chaos will eventually come apart.

The clear air rises, and the turbid gas falls.

Light filled the space, and the darkness was buried deep underground.

The fading of the bloody aura returned the space to its original state.

Chen Pingzhi's body gradually shrank, and the spear in his hand returned to a silver-white appearance.

His consciousness gradually cleared up, and he had no idea what had just changed.

Looking at the young man opposite, the long sword in his hand slashed through the air, and he realized that he was on the stage of life and death.

What happened?

He remembered in a trance that he had activated the bloody will in the spear, but then his body was out of his control, and even consciousness was deprived of the evil qi in the spear.

"The spear in your hand is a hoodoo that can spur the demons in you and make you slaves to your desires. ”

The young man's sword was pointed at him and he said softly.

Chen Pingzhi was discouraged, and he knew that he was powerless to fight again.

The kind of evil qi that entered his body just now made him experience countless bloody sinks, and he also became a member of the struggling and wailing among them.

This feeling goes deep into the bone marrow and can cause people to fall into madness.

"I'm defeated, do whatever you want. ”

After the deep pain, he seemed calm.

Seeing countless scenes of death, the thirst for life can only be more yearning.

But this is a life and death platform, and everyone has to pay the price for their actions.

Sometimes dignity is more important than survival.

This is the new truth he realized after witnessing those dead souls.

You can't see through life and death, and you can never jump out of reincarnation.

If there was a next time, maybe I would have made a different choice and started a different journey of life.

The young man's eyes shone with stars, and the long sword in his hand resolutely drew a poignant trajectory.

When a shot crosses the air,

I don't know that I am arrogant in my life.

Cut through the scars of the building,

Looking back, I suddenly regretted it too late.

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