The darkness swallowed the clouds of dusk, leaving the black and blue scene in the sky. Under the ink-splashed sky, as soon as the autumn wind blows, there are bursts of sighing sounds on this vast plain, and the blades of grass are swept and mixed together, and fall again, they seem to be crying in a low voice, making people have an unpredictable desolation in the bottom of their hearts.

The residual wind blows the yellow leaves, and the desolation falls for a lifetime......

At that moment, Li Xuan's entire body was crawling on the ground, like a curled prawn, trembling constantly. The back of his hand had already broken from the constant hammering of the ground.

But at this moment, Li Xuan still didn't feel any pain, the emotions in his heart drowned everything, and for a while, he was choked and speechless.

From now on, I will never see Master's back that seems to be able to hold up the blue sky, and I will never hear a word of his concerned advice.

At the end of yin and yang, heaven and man are forever separated.

But for Master Fang Taiyi, Li Xuan knew that he owed a lot.

In his previous life, he stepped into the path of cultivation and became famous and graceful, and every step he took and every difficulty he encountered in his cultivation was accompanied by the pure teaching and careful companionship of the Master.

Even, it was the Hetu Luo Book given to Li Xuan by Fang Taiyi that gave him a second chance to be reborn after the Heavenly Cliff blew itself up.

Daxiang first woke up and returned to the world. In the panic of the South Vietnamese Desert, it was the majestic figure in the Xuanhuang robe that turned the tide and pulled the hometown that was about to dissipate from the Nine Netherworlds.

In order to worry about the obstacles to his cultivation in this life, he spent a lot of effort to bury the secret son of the machine spirit, and at the same time gave the quaint demon token.

With the experience of being a human being in two lives, Li Xuan seems to have adapted to Fang Taiyi's meticulous care from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, after Li Xuan killed Emperor Wen Li Wen and finally rushed out of Daxiang, he continued to become stronger with his cultivation, but he encountered the invincible Jiang Family Fengyun Ancestor in the divine grace. At that moment of extreme despair, it was his master Fang Tai who came across the realm after hearing this, and killed the two Fengyun Ancestors of the Immortal Realm in the sky!

In front of the Ancient Moon Secret Realm, there was only one Immortal Flower in the Desolate Realm, and it was taken out by Fang Tai lightly, and its purpose was only to let himself get a wisp of red light from the Demon Venerable Fusang.

In Li Xuan's eyes, Master Fang Taiyi will always be the eternal existence of the cultivator who has a dignified bearing and rules the world, and he is at the forefront of everyone.

Who could have expected that time is like an arrow, and the autumn moon and autumn wind talk about rain.

The wind was screaming, Li Xuan's eyes were already bloodshot, tears were sprinkled, a stain spread on the ground, and his heart was twisted into a twist, and he couldn't say a word.

A teacher for one day, a father for life......

However, Li Xuan not only understood these kindnesses in his heart, but also fell for Mo Yuanran's provocative scheme, and handed over the instrument spirit that he trusted him with a high-sounding sound.

You must know that the so-called Hetu Luo Shu Instrument Spirit is the soul of the only heir of his master!

Until today, in order to create a chance for Li Xuan and the three of them to escape, the God King Fang Taiyi detonated all the divine souls at the last moment of his life and calmly went to death......

"Good boy, the road ahead will depend on you......"

Li Xuan's mind was buzzing, and he suddenly felt a lot of extreme sourness, brewing in his heart without an upper limit.

The autumn wind is gone, and the green silk has not been crossed. Thousands of miles away, thinking thousands of times......

A character as strong as Fang Taiyi, it was impossible for him not to know the changes that had taken place in the machine spirit. On the first day they met, Li Xuan read a deep sorrow from his master's gaze.

It was a kind of helplessness and bitterness of being betrayed by his beloved disciples......

However, Fang Tai didn't say a word to blame Li Xuan until the death of his soul, and there was only endless concern and worry......

Feeling his master's mood at that time, this strong feeling of grief made Li Xuan almost suffocate.

The moment when the God King Fang Tai went to his death to cover everyone's retreat, it also made Li Xuan suddenly recall that Li Zhu, the king of Xiang, who had an enemy of thousands of troops in front of the first line of heaven. He just scratched himself lightly, and was beheaded by the South Vietnamese soldiers......

And why is the feeling at that time so similar to the feeling now?!

In the face of the heavy encirclement of Kunlong, the eighth prince of the Protoss, and the extraterritorial cultivators, he could only watch others charge and fight, and watched his master's body disappear, but he couldn't do anything!

Even if there is a divine pill and a divine medicine given by the Demon Emperor, what is the effect?!

Even if they can live and die human flesh and bones, and change the potential of cultivators, what is the effect?!

At that moment, Li Xuan's heart was almost crazy with grievances, and he couldn't help but raise his head and roared:

Even after he was reborn, what about his continuous cultivation?

Not only can't I keep my beloved, but I can't even keep a trace of Master's soul!

Even if you are able to step into the realm of eternal life in the future?

Even if he can step out of the desolate realm and step on the extraterritorial god clan in the future, what if he can step out of the wilderness?

Even if he can stand at the pinnacle of worldly cultivators in the future, what can he do?!

Xiangwang Li Zhu, God King Fang Taiyi, they are all dead!

Li Xuan's heart was roaring, roaring, and wailing......

It seems that the sky is vast and the world is surging, and only one person is left......

Li Xuan's hair flew, he stood up straight, and his body shook violently like a fallen leaf:

Guilt, grief, remorse, self-blame, grief...... All kinds of emotions are intertwined, roaring in the sky, and tears rolling down.

Life and death are several autumns, and there are tears when the spring is through......

The sky was completely dark, and the autumn wind was blowing even harder, making Li Xuan and the three of them feel a shivering chill in their hearts.

In her cold watery eyes, there was only a void left, she turned her head, as if she wanted to say something to Li Xuan, her red lips squirmed a few times, but she still sighed faintly and stopped her words.

After a while, Yang Donghao patted Li Xuan's shoulder with a somewhat complicated gaze, and said softly:

"People can't be resurrected after death, God King Fang Taiyi has a good friendship with us, please mourn ......"

After hearing this, Li Xuan only felt that the emotions in his chest were filled to the extreme, and he squirted out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and laughed hoarsely, as if he hadn't heard Yang Donghao's words at all, and asked in a deep voice:

"The kid dares to ask his seniors...... If a cultivator's soul is shattered, is there a possibility of recovery?"

After hearing this, Han Ruo only felt that his nasal cavity was blocked, and his heart was slim, so he patted Li Xuan's shoulder heavily and shook his head slowly.

Li Xuan's heart ached like death for a while, and he suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood, and laughed miserably:

"Indeed, what can I do with this cultivation that can barely reach the Divine Martial Realm...... These problems are beyond the cycle of life and death in the underworld, and it is not possible for human beings. ”

Looking at Li Xuan's helpless face, Yang Donghao frowned, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, as if he remembered something, and reminded in a deep voice:

"Li Xuan, the Six Paths Rule is the foundation of the Three Thousand Great Worlds, although the Divine Soul of the Divine King Fang Taiyi has escaped into heaven and earth and turned into nothingness, but when you reach a peak one day, it may not be impossible to restrain the Divine Soul and resurrect it......"

After the words were finished, Han Ruo glanced at Yang Donghao with a sad face, and slowly shook his head.

After all, for Li Xuan, with his current cultivation as his advancement, if he wants to cultivate to the Immortal Realm, he will need at least three hundred years of time, and when he can really cultivate to the time when he can bully the heavens, he doesn't know how long it will take!

There has always been no shortage of geniuses in the cultivation realm, but they are as strong as the Sanqing Heavenly Venerable, until the physical body is destroyed, and throughout their lives, they have not been able to cross the threshold of the immortal realm.

Thinking back to the Desolate God Kun Fall that came out earlier, there were obviously higher peaks standing above the Immortal Realm.

Han Ruo's gaze seemed to be a little complaining, she was worried that Yang Donghao's words would make Li Xuan even more disheartened......

"Convergence of the Divine Soul?" Li Xuan was shocked, and wanted to try his best to restore his state of mind to calm, and the words of the Demon Emperor who overpowered all beings echoed in his mind again:

"Have you ever thought that one day, you will step on the six realms of reincarnation, break the order, open up a new wilderness, and no longer become someone else's fish on the sticky board?"

Li Xuan couldn't help but be shocked!

Open up the flood wilderness, step on the six roads, and establish a new rule and order!

This sentence sounds easy, but even a super mythical character who is as strong as the Demon Emperor and sets foot in the Three Thousand Realms can't do it, and himself, can he really do it?

Although this possibility is very small, at least it ignites a trace of heartfelt hope in Li Xuan's heart, a little strong hope that he can save his master's life.

If he can really destroy the so-called Six Rules, does Xiangwang Li Zhu also have the possibility of resurrection?

As soon as he thought of this, he saw that Li Xuan's eyes couldn't help but light up, and there was a scorching fire beating in them, and the whole person's breath was much calmer.

Yang Donghao saw that Li Xuan had calmed down, his tiger eyes turned again and again, and he sighed:

"The current situation is still not optimistic, although the three of us escaped by luck, but Yun Moshang and Ling Wei were definitely captured by foreign races. ”

said it generally, but Yang Donghao's voice suddenly paused, and he said word by word:

"I have an extremely real feeling that it is very likely that Kunlong, the eighth prince of the God Clan, did not die...... Although he has slashed his own cultivation, he is still a genuine Immortal Realm cultivator!"

Han Ruo's delicate body was shocked, Huo Ran raised his head, and a chill was born out of thin air in his heart.

In the battle of the Wuhou Plain, the three ancestors of the Ye family, who had run out of oil, were still able to resist all the attacks of the Ye Lan Dynasty calmly, and the eighth prince of the god clan, whose essence and blood had not been exhausted, had a great chance of surviving......

Between the immortal realm and the immortal realm, there is a heavenly moat.

After all, as long as they stepped into immortality, the cultivators of the Desolate Realm would be able to break through the realm and soar away to the wider extraterritorial civilization.

The infinite quantitative changes are stacked on top of each other, and the qualitative changes caused by them are undoubtedly the most astonishing......

Li Xuan smiled, his voice was somewhat unnatural, and said:

"According to the information I learned from Ye Xianglun before, the number of peak powerhouses in the Immortal Realm is still as high as thirty after abandoning the Kun Temple who were killed by the two seniors...... Plus an immortal realm Kunlong, I'm just afraid that we ......"

Li Xuan sighed sadly in his eyes and said calmly:

"But my poor cultivation is not as cumbersome as ...... How can I rescue Yun Moshang......"