It is precisely because of the supreme illusion covenant that Han Shi does not possess illusion power, let alone the restriction of Dao Zhou.

But the secret technique that Dao Zhou is using at this moment is to forcibly make the drop of phantom blood stored in Han Shi's body be completely absorbed by Han Shi, so that Han Shi can have phantom power in the shortest possible time, but from then on, Dao Zhou will have an extra constraint.

It is equivalent to Dao Zhou's sacrifice of freedom and redeeming Han Shi on the verge of life and death.

There are no regrets about all this, and since it made a covenant with Han Shi, it no longer regrets it.

The nine colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, and platinum churned, and Dao Zhou's body was suddenly burning, and the nine colors formed a beautiful scene.

At the same time, a touch of green intent in Han Shi's body that no one could see was completely integrated into the blood, and this blue intent was transformed by the drop of cyan phantom blood that was integrated into the palm of his hand at that time.

His almost shattered soul gradually showed signs of condensation, and the heavy injuries in his body were also quietly recovering, but the injuries and blood stains on his body made him seem very weak at any time.

Han Shi's consciousness drifted in nothingness, he forgot everything, there was only a blank in his mind, and he didn't know how many years had passed, there seemed to be an ethereal voice in his ears, he couldn't really hear it, but vaguely felt that it was a woman.

He seemed to have heard this woman's voice somewhere, but he couldn't remember it, and instinctively made Han Shi's consciousness converge in the direction from which the voice came, and gradually became clear.

"Independence...... Lonely...... Same... Bear...... Sincere...... Same ......"

"Eyebrows...... Green... Plums...... Destiny ......"

"Green... Stone... Draw... Eyebrow ......"

"See...... Leave...... Tear...... Heart......"

The woman's voice gradually became clear from vague, Han Shi heard a trace of confusion, but more of a sense of firmness, and gradually, the woman's voice was coherent.

"...... in the rain Life... Bridge...... It's you... ......"

The corners of Han Shi's eyebrows trembled slightly, and the woman in white was too close, but she didn't notice it.

Tang Feng's face sank like water, standing in front of the woman in white, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, if it weren't for Tang Yunfeng's repeated begging to save her life, he would have been unable to hold back and kill this woman.

Now, I heard that the woman in white was infatuated with Han Shi, and it suddenly made him murderous.

With this woman's affection for Han Shi, she categorically can't keep it, if Tang Yunfeng messes around, there may be a day in the future that the Tang royal family will fall in the hands of this woman, or even ...... Extermination.

Tang Feng's right hand was raised, and a white cloud suddenly gathered and turned into a white sword shadow, whistling, and when it approached, it suddenly exploded to form a spatial crack several zhang long, and there was a continuous wind of extinction blowing out of it.

This wind is extremely cold, once a person with insufficient cultivation steps into all difficulties to escape, he must step into the agility before he can be sure to enter it without being injured by this wind, if it is the peak and great perfection of the late Yuan Infant, you can also stay in it for a while.

Yuan Dan monk, you must exit the spatial crack within ten breaths, otherwise you will die and be lifeless, and even the physical body and soul will be strangled by this wind of annihilation, and will not enter reincarnation.

The woman in white helped Han Shi to lie down gently, she glanced at the crack in the space, and her heart suddenly understood, but her face was as calm as ever.

Now is the time of separation!

I don't know when, we'll see you again!

Before she could take another look at Han Shi, Tang Feng snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves, and an irresistible force wrapped her and flew towards the spatial crack, this force completely imprisoned her, and she couldn't even go back to the capital.

Seeing that it was getting bigger and bigger, and the pitch black revealed a huge crack of coldness, the woman in white finally had a trace of fear in her calm gaze.

She is afraid, not afraid of death, afraid of not knowing whether there is an afterlife, not knowing if there will be a goodbye.

Goodbye in the next life is just her self-deception!

Will the love of this life be in the next life, and there will be lovesickness again?

Does the relationship between this life last forever until the next life?

Will the causes of this life bear fruit in the next life?

Will the regrets of this life be fulfilled in the next life?

She had been deceiving herself until there was no turning back, until perhaps she would never see her again.

Qingmei, finally scared.

How she wished she could look back at Han Shi again!

Many people are afraid of death because they don't know if there will be an afterlife, or even if they know that there will be an afterlife, the person who is looking forward to it does not know if it is still there.

In the hazy fog, Qingmei's figure turned into a white cloud and fell into the spatial crack, quietly disappearing in front of everyone's eyes.

Always, no looking back!

At the moment when Qingmei's figure disappeared, Han Shi's eyes, which had been closed, opened.

The back of the woman in white fell into Han Shi's slightly hazy eyes, making Han Shi suddenly seem to see the back in the rain on the small bridge in Jingshui Ancient Town.

The hazy fog was like the rain and fog on the bluestone slab at that time, and he didn't wait for the woman in white to turn around, and this time, it was the same.

The scene in my memory gradually coincided with the scene in front of me.

Is it the same person?

Watching the figure of the woman in white gradually disappear into the spatial crack, watching the crack close and disappearing, the confusion in Han Shi's eyes gradually subsided, but an extreme sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

She missed him then, and he misses her now!

Han Shi's hand gradually clenched......

"Hahahaha......" Tang Feng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, he didn't kill this woman, but completely cut off the two in a more cruel way, I don't know whether it is life or death, as long as he never sees each other, it is the result he wants.

Isn't that more fun than killing this woman?

Tang Yu snorted coldly, glanced at Tang Yunfeng coldly, the warning in his eyes was strong, Tang Yunfeng's slightly hideous face suddenly calmed down, but the gaze that looked at Han Shi became more resentful.

The Xuanyang Gate who lowered their heads one by one, as well as those kneeling on the ground, looked at Qingmei beside Han Shi and revealed their hearts, and then, silently, they were swallowed by the spatial crack.

There are no grandiose words, no sorrow and grievances, but there is the heart to die with Han Shi.

The resolute figure touched the heartstrings of everyone, and the courage that many people had already depressed instantly ignited, and one by one the figures slowly stood up, with fire flashing in their eyes.

Qingmei is just a weak woman, but she dares to openly disobey Tang's orders and make the last resistance in her life, and as men, are they not as good as a weak woman?

Elder Lu's eyes were deep and sad, what she had been worried about but had kept telling herself that it would not happen finally became a reality at this moment.

She can't argue who is right and who is wrong, she only knows that from now on, there will not be another disciple named Qingmei by her side.

Elder Lu's side, many of the disciples of Yulian Peak have sadness in their eyes, Qingmei is the senior sister of the disciples of Yulian Peak's generation, gentle and respectable, many disciples have been instructed by Qingmei on the Dan Dao, but Qingmei has never had half of the slightest act of repaying kindness, up and down Yulian Peak, even if it is some people with a rebellious temperament, no one will be disrespectful to Qingmei.

Grief is like a big hand grabbing many people by the throat and making it difficult for them to breathe.

"Li Weiyu of Xuanyang Sect, I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

Li Weiyu let out a long laugh, turned into a sword light, and swooped down on Tang Feng, but this sword light only just showed its brilliance, and it collapsed under Tang Feng's finger, and a little bit of blood scattered in all directions.

"Xuanyang Gate Sun Shuo, I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

Sun Shuo's body flashed with thunder, and the whole person seemed to be wearing a thunder armor, holding the thunder sword horizontally and slashing towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng frowned, his figure disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Sun Shuo, and a white line suddenly flew out of Tang Feng's mouth, which seemed to be light but extremely sharp, directly piercing Sun Shuo's body.

In the blink of an eye, it penetrated a thousand times, and the white lines continued, shuttling through Sun Shuo's body to form a grid-like wound.

Under Tang Feng's palm, Sun Shuo didn't even have time to scream, and his body collapsed out of thin air and turned into thousands of pieces of flesh of different sizes, scattered to the ground with the rain of blood.

Before Tang Feng could turn around, his face suddenly sank, and behind him, a firm voice with a determination to die came.

"Li Hui of Xuanyang Gate, I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

"Xuanyangmen Ziluo, willing to live and die with the sect!"

"Xuanyang Gate Wang Qingyu, I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

"Xuanyang Sect Meng Yang, I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

"Xuanyang Gate Gongsun Huaijian, willing to live and die with the sect!"

"Xuanyang Gate Lin Peng, I am willing to live and die with the sect!"

"Xuanyang ......"

A sentence fell on Tang Feng's ears with an unshakable will, making the anger he had been holding back finally rise to the sky, and these lowly cultivators of Xuanyangmen dared to rebel.

"In that case, then you all die!!"

Tang Feng's face showed a crazy and hideous color, and he grabbed forward fiercely with his hands interlaced, and countless white clouds fell from the sky, trapping the Xuanyang Sect disciples who opened their mouths one by one, and there were constantly miserable howls from inside.

The white cloud kept rolling, and the indomitable force contained in it continued to resist until the white cloud completely turned into a cloud of blood.

Shed the last drop of blood, and then ....... Die!

This is their choice to protect the sect in order to repay the kindness of the sect, and it is worthy of their own heart to the Tao, at this moment, they are walking towards righteousness!

A drop of blood fell on Han Shi's face, which was done by Tang Feng on purpose.

What he wants is for Han Shi to die in a deep anger and humiliation that watched the destruction of the sect, and his relatives, friends, and fellow disciples died one by one in front of him, but he was powerless, and in a sad state of mind where life was worse than death.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.