"I don't want to," Li Ruoyu said as he looked at the white-haired Taoist in front of him. When Li Ruoyu finished saying this, the whole world was shattered like a mirror. Li Ruoyu's eyes were dark.

Li Ruoyu actually understood the situation in front of him on the first night, but he still voluntarily sank into the path of killing the sky, and wanted to wade through the path of killing the sky to refine his body's heart. The core of killing the sky is Yan Mo'er, wading through this is the most moisturizing and silent warmth, in cutting, it is actually a kind of tempering of one's own body.

It seems like a long time, but in reality, only a moment has passed. The so-called one flower and one world, the world is about the same. Beneath the chasm of the Great Abyss northeast of the Valley of the Fallen Demons. At this time, Li Ruoyu held the Great Soul Banner through the heart of the Killing Firmament, and the blood-colored sword of Killing the Firmament also pierced Li Ruoyu's shoulder.

Li Ruoyu and Killing the Sky opened their eyes almost at the same time. "Why? I'm going to lose to you in 2,000 years. Killing the sky looked at Li Ruoyu puzzled and asked.

"Everything about you, since Yan Mo'er returned to the ruins, has become a thing of the past, and what supports you is that one promise, as well as two thousand years of sad years and a trace of the idea of resurrecting it", Li Ruoyu looked at the killing sky with a little sadness.

Originally, Li Ruoyu wanted to kill the sky and prevent it from endangering his parents. But now, Li Ruoyu only has a trace of sadness when he looks at the killing sky. "It's just a wretched man." Li Ruoyu thought of his own body, and thought of the original Hengjiu Sect that he had asked to return to his hometown and cut the dust. Li Ruoyu felt more and more ruthless and sad to embark on this road. "Immortal Two Heavens" is not just talking, the gap in life span is destined to be experienced by every cultivator, looking at the people around him one by one, but his face is still the same. Li Ruoyu looked at the killing sky, is this his tomorrow, at the age of twenty-three or four, he has a heart of a hundred years of vicissitudes.

"You go, you can't threaten my parents, you can only threaten me" Li Ruoyu looked at the killing sky, with a hint of relief in his eyes, and a trace of fear for the bleak years ahead.

"You will also have this day" Killing the sky seemed to be able to understand Li Ruoyu's eyes, and looked at Li Ruoyu with the eyes of his former self.

After Li Ruoyu escaped from the bottom of this crack, Killing the Sky picked up the blood sword that had accompanied him for two thousand years, and slashed himself towards his neck.

In this world, people must always have some thoughts and beliefs when they live. If these are gone, then there is no concern. Like the former Futu, a broken sword, seven or eight points of faith. The idea of killing the sky is gone, and the obsession is gone, and to be alive is to be dead. But what is this life all about?

It is not far from the ten-year period, after Li Ruoyu left the abyss, he walked towards the south of the Fallen Demon Valley, that is, the exit of the Fallen Demon Valley. After nearly ten years of precipitation in this valley, he was a young man when he came, and he was twenty-three or four when he returned. Li Ruoyu has a deeper understanding of these years.

The ruthlessness of the years seems to be a mottled scroll, and the bits and pieces on the painting are a picture of the vicissitudes of life written by the past. Li Ruoyu recalled the past ten years, from the time he first entered the Fallen Demon Valley, the road he walked with Wang Bo, the ridicule between him and Jing Hong, and then the entanglement with the killing firmament.

"Ten years!" Li Ruoyu couldn't help but sigh. I don't know what happened to my parents, and I don't know if the acquaintances in the town are still okay. Li Ruoyu recalled the bits and pieces of the past, and his cheeks were unconsciously moist, I don't know if it was because the wind was too strong, or if Ye Lisha got into his eyes.

Li Ruoyu stopped and looked at the starry night sky. It's so serene and quiet.

However, the light from afar shattered the painting. The first person, dressed in green clothes, with a dark sword in his hand, with elegance, hair like a waterfall, bright eyes and bright teeth, the clear light in his eyes makes people dare not look at him, with coldness, as in the past, even if there is a strong enemy behind him, Yu Qing is still the same as in the past, like an immortal in the painting.

The person chasing after Yu Qing seemed to have some madness. Li Ruoyu looked at the group of five people behind Yu Qing, and always felt as if he had seen these people somewhere.

"It's very similar to the people who once chased and killed Jing Hong," at this time, Li Ruoyu thought about why he felt that these people were familiar. Li Ruoyu did not hesitate, held the bone sword in his hand in the box, and killed the person behind Yu Qing.

Yu Qing obviously also recognized Li Ruoyu, after all, he was an opponent, so he naturally had an impression.

"Why are they chasing you?" Li Ruoyu asked Yu Qing with a hint of doubt.

Yu Qing didn't answer, his eyes looked at the opponent coldly, a dark sword, kept attacking the opponent, the sky seemed to be floating white snow, standing in the white snow Yu Qing slowly appeared around a plum blossom, blooming, blooming in the snow with a cold fragrance.

"Winter Plum Blossoms"

Yu Qing's ability to cultivate the Dao Statue was within Li Ruoyu's expectations, but this kind of Dao Statue that was very in line with his temperament really made Li Ruoyu feel a lot of surprise. The snow fell on Li Ruoyu, Li Ruoyu looked at the solid snowflakes, and felt a chill all over his body, as if his blood was about to be frozen, and this image could affect people's will.

Seeing Yu Qing's debut statue, the person who fought with him also sacrificed his Dao statue. An active volcano turns from the unreal to the real. The magma in the volcano was rolling and flowing, and the black smoke rushing towards Yu Qingdao was like a "cold plum blooming winter". "No wonder Yu Qing will be defeated," Li Ruoyu looked at the statue of the opponent.

Li Ruoyu didn't know the name of this volcanic Dao statue, but he could feel that there was a natural restraint on Yu Qingdao's statue. Li Ruoyu also sacrificed his Taoist statue, a black tomb, with a few grasses, a black tombstone, engraved with a few words, faintly, standing in a world of black snow. Li Ruoyu didn't know the name of his Taoist statue, and he had never seen it in the book, if he really wanted to take a name, Li Ruoyu felt that the words "desolate burial ground" were more appropriate.

As soon as the Dao statue came out, a suppressive force was added to the person who was chasing Yu Qing, Li Ruoyu held a bone sword, and a sword "always" struck towards one person.

The sword passes, and the enemy is destroyed. After killing one person in an instant, Li Ruoyu attacked the other person again with a bone sword, killing and injuring one in an instant. After all, not everyone kills the sky, so against the sky. With the advantage, Li Ruoyu immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue and attacked the injured person again. A head fell towards the earth, followed by its body, and another person was instantly beheaded.

Two of the pursuers and two companions died, but the other three still attacked Li Ruoyu and Yu Qing with a state of madness. Unaffected by the death of his companion, he is like a puppet, without emotion and without pain. After Li Ruoyu killed two opponents, the third person also died under the statue of the desolate burial tunnel.

At the same time, Yu Qing also killed one of her opponents, leaving only the person who sacrificed the statue of the volcano. Obviously, among these five people, this last person is extraordinary, with some kind of special physique. Cultivated this kind of Taoist statue that can restrain the "cold plum blooming winter".