In the endless wilderness, before leaving the mountain gate of the Hate Demon Sect, in the endless abyss.

The abyss is terrifying, and even the three ancient sages are very palpitating.

This is a knife slashed out angrily in the past years, it is rumored that the sword monarch has fused his life's thoughts into this knife, this is the strongest way to kill in the world, and even many years ago, Zuo Si had a guess that this knife of the sword monarch has cut through the fetal membrane of the earth, and the sharpness of the knife light has spread to the undetectable place.

That belongs to the category of immortals, or has some of the rhyme of immortals, which is not imaginable.

Now, Dao Seventeen, Zuo Si, and Luo Qingyi are facing the remnants of Dao Jun in the past.

On a certain level, there is no definite concept of space in the abyss.

The knife of the past year split the abyss on the earth, everything in it was twisted and shattered by the sword light along with Dao Nian, the earth, fire, water and wind were all shattered in this knife, and many rare ancestral Qi and true yuan in the four domains evolved an unspeakable mad storm here, and the power of all Sumeru became unpredictable.

Like the real end times in the legend, the great realm collapses, and the earth, fire, water, and wind gather, repeating chaos!

Chaos, "Taishi Jing" cloud: When the two instruments were not divided in the past, they were called Hongyuan. Mingshui Menghong, like a chicken, is called chaos.

Even Zuo Si was more cautious than ever, holding a broken brass stove in his hand, half of the furnace body was missing, revealing the scene in it, and a handful of five-colored soil was warmed inside, and the rhyme of the years that could not be eroded by chaos was entwined on it.

This is a treasure from the Hate Demon Sect in the past, and its origin is unpredictable, and even an old monster like Zuo Si can't explore it.

Now the brass stove bloomed with clear light, protecting the three of them from the mad storm, but even so, the three of them were struggling in the chaos.

If they are not careful, the three of them may take a wrong step and fall into the realm of true annihilation, there are ancient and indescribable rules that can destroy all means in it, if they fall in the realm of annihilation, they will really be scattered, and it is impossible to even set foot on the road of no return.

In the mad storm, there is an illusory sword shadow manifestation in the center of the eyebrows of Dao Seventeen, which is the secret method of the Dao Jun's lineage, and it is rumored that the disciples of this vein have cultivated the soul to the treacherous realm, condensed into a knife fetus, and once conceived, it can be used to use the soul to cut through the high sky and lead the glow to rise.

Now, Dao Seventeen uses an illusory soul spirit knife fetus, hoping to be able to communicate with the Dao Thoughts left by the Dao Monarch here, which is the same Dao method and has similar Dao rules.

On the side, Luo Qingyi was holding a simple animal skin, on which there was a star map drawn by an unknown person, guiding an ancient road, as if leading to an indescribable place.

The three of them were like this, they didn't know how long they had been walking in this illusory place, and suddenly, Luo Qingyi looked at the animal skin in his hand with a happy face.

"Right ahead!"

When the words fell, the soul of Dao Seventeen's eyebrows trembled violently, and before Zuo Si and Luo Qingyi could make a move, Dao Seventeen had already broken free from the protection of the Chengming furnace light, and stepped out, and in the distance, a wisp of sword light that was extremely similar to Dao Seventeen's breath rushed into the sky, unfolding chaos, as if it was connecting the three of them.

"Big brother!"

The chaotic passage unfolded, but the scene in front of him almost made Dao Seventeen desperate!

This is a great force that the world cannot imagine, and in the past, someone forcibly evolved a small world in the mad chaos storm.

As far as the eye can see, there are corpses everywhere.

Because of the chaos, there is no time to live here, even if it has passed away for eternity, the cultivators are the same as when they first fell.

There is a person wearing a azure robe, and the word Chengyun is written on the cuffs, but the eyebrows are cracked, and he is lying in it.

Someone is holding a jade pot, and the ancient seal pot is written on the sky, but it seems to have been cut off by someone, and there is no life.

Someone is carrying a high gold and iron scroll with the word Jade Emperor written on it, but the scroll of the past is now a shroud, burying the former owner.

Corpses littered......

Even Zuo Si's eyes were a little moist, and he recognized many old friends from the primeval era, some of whom had traveled all over the world together, some had been guests of the Hate Demon Sect, and some had talked about the Fa together, but now they were separated by yin and yang, life and death.

Not far from the seventeenth of the knife, there is a big man in a green robe, even if he has died for eternity, but he uses his knife to the ground, supporting the corpse, glaring angrily, as if he is going to sweep the underworld after death, and fight again in blood!

On the body of the knife, there are two words in the thunder seal book - knife one!

This is the elder brother of Sword Seventeen, the first disciple of Sword Jun, the real Tianjiao in the past, and the person who is rumored to be the closest to Sword King.

In the past three ancient years, this one disappeared with the sword king, and it was rumored that this one had fallen and embarked on the road of no return, and there were rumors that this one was still alive and sleeping under the hundreds of millions of feet of land.

Now, Dao Seventeen has seen his senior brother with his own eyes, but he is already such a scene.

Zuo Si faltered, and the years of eternity have never taken away half of Zuo Si's youth, but this situation seems to make Zuo Si age a lot in an instant.

"Jade Emperor Daoyou, Pot Son of Heaven...... He's dead...... They're all dead......"

He muttered in distraction, and suddenly got up again, as if he was unwilling.

"What about the Dao Jun, what about the master of the Shengxiao Building, what about the Liuren Master, what about the Yuan Lanzi, and what about the Shougui Old Monster......? There are always some of you who should live! There are always some of you who want to live! Old friends...... Friends of the beginning, why do you live alone in the old and decayed, how heavy is this high heaven and thick earth, and the old and decayed are alone...... How do you support it......"

The treacherous Taoism emerged in Zuo Si's body, and he seemed to have lost his bearings, shuttling through this world like a ghost, measuring the sky and the earth, trying to find out the traces of the existence of friends in the past.

To live, to see people, to die, to see corpses!

Rumble!

Xu is Zuo Si's methods worked.

A corner of heaven and earth collapsed in response.

The imaginary storm of madness did not pour into it.

When the three of them went to see, they only saw a Sumeru passage, the barrier was full of sword light, and the rumor was right, the knife king's knife split the fetal membrane of the earth, penetrated the barrier of the Great Realm, and the Sumeru passage stood like this, quietly leading to the real chaos.

At the entrance of the cave, a huge stone stands up, and on it is the handwriting carved by the sword king-

Life and death!

In front of the boulder, a green jade lamp is half-hanging.

Zuo Si trembled and stretched out his hands, as if he was serving some kind of treasure, carefully feeling the remnants of the Tao rules on it.

"The ancient treasure of the master of the Shengxiao Building, the Azure Lotus Flower of the Sea of Clouds!The Dharma Sutra of the Liuren Mage, the Tianchen Destiny Technique!The Dao Fire of Yuan Lanzi, the Eight Scenes of the Mixed Yuan Law Flame!The Divine Power of the Shougui Old Monster, the Soul of the Sacrifice of Life!And ...... There is also a wisp of the Sword King's natal soul!"

Zuo Si's rickety body couldn't stop trembling, he seemed to want to laugh, grinning, but tears suddenly fell.

"This is the most despicable method in the beginning, it is the method created by the old decay, a little soul lamp is lit, stored in the sect, the disciple is thousands of miles away, and the sect also knows its life and death! In the past, they always laughed at me, laughing at me for being too vulgar......

Zuo Si looked back at the two of them with red eyes.

"Tsing Yi, Little Seventeen, you see, this is the soul lamp of the Sword King, and it is still on...... It's still on...... They're alive, they should be alive!"

"There is still a way to live in the Ancient Realm! we still have ...... Hopefully!"

Zuoji almost knelt down in front of the jade lamp.

Crying and laughing, like a child.

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