"I'm afraid I'm going to die here. ”

Seeing the void turbulence sweeping over his body, bringing out blood marks one after another, the meager body protection aura around his body could not play the slightest role, the old man smiled and simply dispersed his spiritual power.

"Since stepping into this extraterritorial void, I feel that I have earned it by living one more day, so the old man is not afraid of death! You haven't been able to kill me for three hundred years in the void, what, do you want someone Liu to beg you for mercy? Hahaha, thief God, go to your stupid dreams!" The laughter stopped, but a trace of sadness slowly appeared on the old man's face.

"But I haven't found it yet. The old man looked at the endless extraterritorial void, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. In a trance, the old man seemed to see himself who had just stepped into the void, and he was full of spirit, his eyes were empty, and he felt that the extraterritorial void was nothing more than that. Looking at his pitiful appearance now, it is really ridiculous.

The void turbulence around his body became stronger and stronger, and there were even deep wounds on the old man's body. Looking at his gradually broken body, the old man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Yes, I haven't been able to find it, but there will definitely be, someone in my Heavenly Seal Realm will definitely find that hope! What is it if I die, there are thousands of monks in my Heavenly Seal! Thief God, one day, there will be a person you can't stop and can't be destroyed, and he will walk through this extraterritorial void to find hope for my Tianfeng! Haha, being able to die in this extraterritorial void is also the creation of the old man's life!"

The old man suppressed his laughter, turned around, and looked intently in the direction he had come. Recalling his life, with full reluctance, the old man slowly closed his eyes.

"Bang, bang"

The old man snapped open his eyes and looked around. But as far as the eye can see, the surrounding area is still an empty extraterritorial void. The old man shook his head and closed his eyes again.

"Bang, bang"

The old man opened his eyes again, and his spiritual power poured into his eyes, sweeping every inch of the void as far as his eyes could see, but he still found nothing. The old man gritted his teeth, muttered a few words, and closed his eyes fiercely.

"Bang, bang"

"Don't let people die! Let no people die!" the old man jumped up angrily and cursed.

"Do you think it's easy to make up your mind to die! Bastard, it's endless, right, okay, I want to see what you are!" The old man calmed down, and when he mentioned the little power of his divine consciousness that was left, his divine consciousness unfolded and swept into the void. But the old man has been walking through the void for many years, and he is already running out of oil, and he can't hold on to the tea effort, and the corners of his mouth overflow with blood.

"His grandmother's, hold on for ten more breaths, if you can't find Lao Tzu, she will die immediately, and blow himself up!" The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation in his heart, who would have thought that he would be a dignified monk who would kill himself by self-detonation, and he was afraid that he would not die fast enough.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths, the corners of the old man's mouth spilled blood again.

Four breaths, five breaths, six breaths, the old man's body gradually began to tremble.

Seven breaths, eight breaths, nine breaths, the old man's body was shaking uncontrollably like chaff, but he still found nothing.

In the tenth breath, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old man, who was about to withdraw his divine consciousness and prepare to explode himself, suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the white light that appeared in his divine consciousness, to be exact, what was wrapped in the white light.

A teenager.

"Otherworldly, yes, otherworldly!"

The old man shuddered violently, and the self-detonation power he had just mentioned was almost directly detonated. With a scolding voice, the old man hurriedly suppressed his spiritual power, stepped on his feet, turned into a long rainbow, and flew straight towards the white light. The old man had always been cautious when walking in the void, but at this time, he was spreading his spiritual power at full speed, operating his spiritual power to the extreme. The void turbulence encountered along the way did not hide, regardless of the fact that the wounds on his body were getting more and more and deeper. Just when the spiritual power of the whole body was close to exhaustion, and the old man even began to overdraw his life, that white light appeared in front of the old man's eyes.

The old man staggered to a halt in front of the white light, his dry hand trembling and touching the white light, the expression on his face extremely complicated.

In that white light was a young man, dressed in a cyan sword robe, holding a cyan long sword in his arms. The young man has a delicate face, and his eyebrows are very gentle. But I don't know why, after watching it for a long time, I feel a sharp feeling spontaneously. The white light protected the boy, and the thumping sound just now was produced when the void turbulence hit the white light. I don't know how long this young man has been wandering in the extraterritorial void, and the white light has dimmed to the point that it seems to be shattered at any moment.

"This is fate. ”

The old man who had stood for a long time suddenly smiled, but in that smile, there was only desolation.

"Is this fate! Why did I meet you now? If it was a hundred years in the morning, no! If it was ten years in the morning, as long as it was ten years, I would definitely be able to find it! But now—" The old man laughed miserably, and his whole body stood there as if he had been evacuated, his eyes glazed and motionless. The void turbulence flew around the old man and the white light, taking away the old man's flesh and blood, and also weakening the white light little by little, taking away the young man's hope of living.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the old man's eyes.

"No, it can't be, how is this possible, it definitely won't work. The old man said this, but there was a hint of fanaticism on his face.

"He's a man from another world, and no matter what, his chances are much better than ours!"

"But so what, he will also step into this extraterritorial void, no different from us. ”

"This idea, this idea..."The old man nodded his head at times, shook his head at times, and kept convincing himself and denying himself. But the thought that appeared in my mind was like taking root, growing wildly and unshakable.

Suddenly, the old man stopped suddenly, his eyes staring at the young man in the white light, his eyes flashing with an astonishing light.

"Bet, bet!"

The old man walked a few steps around the white light and stopped beside the young man's head.

"Boy, this white light is about to shatter, it will be shattered, in this extraterritorial void, you will not be able to live for a breath! But you don't have to be afraid, the old man is going to give you a creation! What kind of creation? The old man uses the soul as the guide and the flesh and blood as the shield to keep you from dying and send you to a good place!

The old man kept rubbing his hands and licking the corners of his mouth, as if his face was full of excitement, as if it was not the young man who wanted to accept the creation, but himself.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet! Hehe, the old man sees that you have a sword in your hand, isn't it a sword cultivator? Then the old man will give you another big gift! The old man has walked in this void for three hundred years, and the biggest gain is to find a sword technique. Why? haha, that's a good question!"

The old man squeezed his fist violently, his eyes glinting.

"Because, it is the strongest exercise in the world, and it is the Heavenly Yun Dao Decision!"

The old man suddenly stopped talking and looked at the young man steadily.

"Boy, you must be wondering, is the old man crazy?" the old man raised his head, his face was full of madness, but there was an unshakable firmness between his eyebrows.

"That's right, I'm crazy! Who would have thought, who would have thought! One day, the old man will use my life as a bet, to bet that you will go down the same path as the old man in the future, to bet that you can surpass all of us and find something that we have not been able to find! That's right, the old man is going to use this creation to gamble a hope for the heavens!"

The old man waved his sleeves, and his palm pressed on the white light like lightning.

"Burn!"

In just an instant, flames poured out from every inch of the old man's body, and this root of flame was the old man's life force and soul origin. At this moment, even the Void Turbulence avoided the area where the old man was, as if he didn't dare to approach. The surging energy flowed into the white light from the old man's palm, and the white light became condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the last trace of energy flowed into the white light, there was no longer the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on the old man's body. At this time, the old man seemed to have been drained of all his vitality, and he was as dry as a piece of rotten wood.

Looking at the faint golden white light, the old man raised his finger and nodded tremblingly at the center of his eyebrows. When the old man took his hand away, an extra cluster of light shimmering with chaos appeared on his fingers. Glancing at the ball of light with a hint of regret, the old man's finger pressed to the center of the young man's eyebrows. When the light ball completely submerged into the young man's eyebrows, the old man pressed his hand on the white light, and with a gentle push, pushed the young man in the white light in the direction where he came. Seeing that the white turned into a streamer and disappeared into his eyes in an instant, the old man smiled, but his voice was hoarse without a trace of life.

"Boy, the old man has given you the best things in his life, don't just die casually. ”

After doing all this, the old man raised his hand. Watching his palms start from his fingertips and gradually dissipate, the old man grinned. "It turns out that it's like that's what it feels like to be gone. ”

A void turbulence blew through, and when I looked at the place where the old man was standing, it was empty. It was as if nothing had happened in this extraterritorial void.

But in the mind of the blue-robed young man, next to the chaotic colored light cluster, there was a divine thought floating.

"Remember, boy, I saved you, but I also hurt you. You only have to become stronger, so strong that this world can't stop you in the slightest! The old man won't tell you how to do it, because the old man didn't do it. You have to see with your own eyes, you have to listen with your own ears, you have to understand with your own heart, and you have to walk out of the road that belongs to you!"

"The old man is waiting here, waiting to see you step into the extraterritorial void, waiting to see you find the hope that the old man has been looking for all his life! I die here, and no one in this world can remember me. But boy, you can't forget! Your life is exchanged for Lao Tzu's life, you have to remember who to set up a tablet for the dead when you are alive, and you have to know who to say sorry to when you die to the underworld! So you remember the old man, and you must remember the old man's name for the rest of your life!"

"Old man, Liu Qingcang!"