It's really hard to tell what death is, unless you have experienced it yourself.

The feeling of the vowels of the gods, like the whole person, sinking into the dark deep sea, cold and quiet.

The consciousness is awake, but it forgets who it is, where it comes from, and what it has experienced.

I can't feel the presence of my body, I can't afford to struggle, I can only let myself sink little by little.

Outside, in the "deep sea", the temperature is getting lower and lower, the cold seeps in, and the consciousness gradually freezes.

Shen Vowel knew in her heart that perhaps when her consciousness was completely frozen and could not be turned, it would be the time of death.

She couldn't resist it, but whenever her consciousness was about to freeze, she heard a voice.

"Don't die...... Let's not die......"

Who is it?

She couldn't remember the vowel, but the voice seemed to have an invisible magic that could bring out her potential every time.

It was getting colder and colder, and she had lost the ability to think, but her consciousness was still there, maintaining the last trace of vitality.

Because she suddenly found that she was reluctant to make this voice...... And she was curious to know...... Who is the person who said this......

"Don't die...... Let's not die......"

The person who said this must be very lonely and helpless, I can't die, because only by living can I be by his side.

But who is he? Who am I?

In the dark "deep sea", time loses its meaning, as if thousands of years or thousands of years have passed, and the long years are incomparably long.

Suddenly, the quiet, cold and dark "deep sea" suddenly fluctuated.

It came from the overhead, getting stronger and stronger, and I don't know what was happening.

The next moment, the sinking "body" of the god vowel sound, as if it was grabbed by an invisible big hand, was pulled upward.

The cold was subsiding, and the vague consciousness began to gradually recover.

......

The whirlpool of red and ink is still rotating, but the area has returned to its original size, and it is no longer the same as before.

In the center of it, it is no longer a Dao spirit, but a vigorous ancient tree, with winding branches, revealing the breath of endless years.

The breath of the years is not because it has survived for a long time, but from it, from the seeds that were born...... Dao Ling is conceived for heaven and earth, and it takes an unknown number of years to achieve it!

It's just that now, this ancient tree seems to have lost its vitality, and the leaves are yellow and dead.

Not far from the dying ancient wood, between the barrier of ice and fire, Qin Yu gently placed the divine vowels on the ground, her face was bloody, and her chest was slightly undulating, indicating that she had escaped from the hands of the god of death.

The power of the Great Dao Fruit was repairing her injuries, and it wouldn't be long before she could wake up.

A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Yu's mouth, pulling at the shriveled skin, and the layers of wrinkles were squeezed together, adding a bit of desolation and twilight.

The sacrifice of Shouyuan and the extraction of essence blood in a hundred days made him a white-haired old man, and the smell of decay was permeated all over his body, but between his eyebrows and eyes, it was calm and flat.

didn't consider whether it was worth it or not, because the price he paid was nothing compared to death.

The god vowels came to life...... That alone is enough.

The Great Sun Phantom hung above the ancient tree, and the fluctuation of thoughts sounded, "You are in a very bad state now, don't delay any longer." ”

Qin Yu smiled, "Got it, thank you this time." He hesitated slightly, and pointed to the ground to write a word.

With only a small amount of force, his chest rolled violently, and his face was white, but he couldn't suppress it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the shadow of the Great Sun, a cold snort came out, and bright light roared, wrapping around Qin Yu and pulling him directly out of the barrier.

Falling on the withered yellow dying ancient tree, its rough and cracked skin suddenly became soft, like mud, engulfing Qin Yu's body little by little.

"For the sake of a woman, it is foolish to toss yourself into such a situation!" The Great Sun Phantom stared at the barrier, and the god vowel who had not yet woken up, a trace of cold breath appeared.

But after repeated silence, it didn't make a move after all, like a shadow, and disappeared directly.

......

The god vowel opened his eyes, and after a brief moment, countless memories welled up from the depths of his mind. She remembered her identity, knew her current situation, and thought of the owner of the voice in her ears during the "death" process.

"Qin Yu!"

Standing up suddenly, her eyes swept over the surroundings, and the small barrier was clear at a glance.

She was the only one, and the man was now nowhere to be found, where had he gone?

Shen Vowel saw the withered and dying ancient wood outside the barrier, feeling the majestic power in his body, which had not yet been fully absorbed, his expression became trance, and his eyes were dazed.

Although she didn't know what happened next, she could guess a lot about what she saw in front of her and her resurrection.

Now, the man whose whereabouts are unknown, after she fell into the "deep sea" of death, I don't know what means he used, he actually let the Dao Spirit take root and sprout, bear fruit in just 100 days, and feed her to take it.

A trace of throbbing, coming from the depths of the soul, did not dissipate the tendency, but became stronger and stronger as time passed.

In the end, it turned into a tide that swept through the entire mind, shattering all the reserve and coldness. The cold eyes of the god vowels turned red, and the slightest trace of water vapor gathered into some kind of warm liquid.

The fruit of the Great Dao, which is obtained by the monk, can become a supreme opportunity to rob immortals, which is enough to make anyone in the world crazy.

Qin Yu gave her ...... Bring her back to life......

"Where are you, come out, you come out!" the god vowel screamed, his voice echoing through the barrier, but it was destined to get no response.

This is the extreme depth of the soup pool, and the outside is intertwined, which is enough to kill the terrifying extreme yin and extreme cold power of the immortal realm, where can Qin Yu go?

Inexplicable panic, fear, and pain surged out from the bottom of my heart, and my eyes became more and more sour, blurring the eyes of the god vowels.

She already had a judgment in her heart, but she didn't want to believe it, because there was no reason for all this, and he didn't have to do it for her.

Suddenly, the handwriting on the ground fell into sight, but now the god vowels didn't care, and what was written on the ground.

All her eyes fell on the dry dark red bloodstains, and she slowly squatted down, her fingers touching the surface of the bloodstains.

The next moment, the tears could no longer be held back, falling down his cheeks and shattering on the ground.

Even though the blood had dried up, the divine vowels still felt the breath that belonged to Qin Yu from above.

Old, decaying, and dying...... There is also the exhaustion that cannot be concealed, because I have experienced death, so I am more sensitive to its taste.

The blood is filled with the smell of death!

Qin Yu is dead...... He's dead......

Shen Vowel could no longer deceive herself, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, and strong emotional fluctuations erupted from the depths of her heart.

In my mind, the fragments of the pictures that had appeared and disappeared rolled out again.

Concentrated all his energy, on these broken pictures, Taishang's unrelenting backlash reappeared, but the god vowel didn't care.

Finally, she found a smiling face in the countless tumbling fragments of memory, he sat under a gazebo, holding a wine jar in his hand, smiling happily, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of transparency and comfort.

With a muffled snort, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and a pale face appeared on the face of the god vowel.

The two faces are not the same, but when they are put together, you will find that their facial features can be complete and overlapped.

Qin Yu...... It's Qin Yu...... Sure enough, they had crossed paths before...... Why did you forget him...... What is the master hiding......

Ten days later, the god vowel stepped out of the mountain shadow, and the barrier between water and fire, which was maintained to the limit behind him, was quietly shattered.

Her figure paused, but she didn't look back, her breath broke through the power of the crimson extreme yang, and rushed up to the top of the soup pool.

His expression became more and more indifferent, his eyes were even colder, and the god vowels at this moment, Taishang forgot his feelings and had no regrets, and he entered the realm of perfection.

But in the deepest part of her eyes, where no one could reach it, there was a deep sadness, and her mind was tumbling with messages on the ground.

"See you again in the future, the palace lord can accomplish one thing, and solve the confusion in my heart......" There may be something behind, but it was interrupted by blood.

Say goodbye to him, you're already dead...... That person, until death came, turned into ashes, still wanted to hide her and comfort her......

Qin Yu, I don't know who you really are and what you have experienced with me, but in this life, I will never forget you!

A few months later, in the forbidden land of the Nine Heavens Mirror Moon Palace, the Crystal Divine Throne trembled, and the fluctuations spread throughout the Immortal Sect.

Another ten days passed, and the clouds and clouds changed, and the master of the Shangqing Netherworld and the master of the Buddha's bones descended together.

The news was tightly sealed, and I don't know what happened, and after the two giants of Emperor Chu and Xianzong negotiated, they returned to the Imperial Palace and did not mention it.

On that day, Yingdu was in a big formation, and there seemed to be instability.

Outside Yingdu, his face was clear, and his breath became more and more cold, looking at the Purple Moon Great Elder who was full of excitement and walked quickly, his voice was cold, "Master, do you know a man named Qin Yu?"

Ziyue's body stiffened instantly.

......

Time passed year by year, and although the news of the death of the Demon Dao Holy Son caused a sensation, the dead had no value, and soon became a thing of the past, and no longer attracted attention.

Mu Mu reappeared in front of people, and heard that after he went through the tempering, his cultivation has made great progress, and the cultivation of the demon body is even more advanced, and he is not far from the emperor's throne. The Mu family, who was terrified up and down, seemed to have survived the difficulties, and the faces of the disciples of the sect returned to their previous arrogance.

Wu Ma Si Zhan returned from the Purgatory Sea, and although he was extremely seriously injured, he was given some kind of powerful opportunity that cannot be told by others. After two years of retreat, he broke through the Immortal Realm and regained the name of the strongest man of the young generation and the elder brother of the disciple.

Because the Wu Ma Si War is too dazzling, the other two young disciples who have grown up quickly are inconspicuous, they are Dong Hanzhu and Sun Zifu. Especially the latter, which has broken through the realm one after another for several years, has the momentum of coming from behind.

The Holy Womb of Dongyang Dacheng is now completely closed, except for the few palace people who are willing to observe the festival for the Holy Son, there is no longer half of life. From the hustle and bustle to the silence, in less than a year, the devil has witnessed what it means to be "a blessing and a curse".

This is just some of the little things that happened in the Demon Dao, if you look at the entire land of gods and demons, even if it is three days and three nights, you can't finish it.

The long river of time is rolling and rushing, and it does not stagnate because of the lack of anyone, and flows like this to the unknowable future.

......

Thirty-third year, Sea of Purgatory.

A demon beast with compound eyes and limbs is feasting. In front of him was the other one, the corpse of the slain demon beast, and the air was filled with a rich bloody aura.

Although there were wounds on his body, this demon beast's eyes were sharp, obviously not hurt at all, and he swept around from time to time during the eating process, and was extremely vigilant.

Without warning, the demon beast's body was covered with scale armor, and it suddenly tensed, and it seemed to sense some kind of extremely terrifying aura.

But before it could escape, there was a crisp "click", and the monster's neck was at an exaggerated angle, and it had been twisted alive, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

The faint footsteps sounded, and a black-robed man appeared in sight, his demeanor was calm, his face was fair and handsome, and between his eyebrows and eyes, there was a certain indescribable preciousness and majesty.

The slender body, handsome appearance, and intimidating temperament are combined into one person, which is enough to make most women in the world sway.

This face seems to be strange everywhere, but if you taste it carefully, you can find many places that make people feel familiar.

Walking to the corpse of the demon beast, the man in black stretched out his hand and spread his five fingers, the flesh and blood quickly dried up, and drops of scarlet blood rose, fusing into blood balls between the five fingers.

A miniature version of the demon beast phantom, rolling and roaring in the blood cells, seems to question the murderer why he killed Cute as it.

It's a pity that the black-robed man really can't have compassion for a demon beast, even if it is a "beautiful" female beast.

Take out a jade bottle, open the seal of the bottle, and the roar of the beast suddenly broke out, rolling like thunder among the clouds, and the evil qi surged out, penetrating the heart!

The black-robed man frowned, his fingers tapped on the surface of the jade bottle, and the beast's roar suddenly subsided.

Phew-

The blood beads flew towards the mouth of the bottle, shrunk rapidly in the process, and fell into it with a "tick", and the black-robed man couldn't help but smile on his face.

Over the years, due to extreme boredom, I have really scavenged a lot of good things, although this soul blood jade bottle is not a top-notch good thing, it is very convenient to use.

Shen Nian sensed it, and the black-robed man muttered, "Hunt some more, and you can almost make up enough, what the purple-backed green-winged ant needs for the third stage of awakening." ”

That's right, the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him, if he walks in the world, he is destined to have countless fans, is Qin Yu.

In order to save the vowel of the gods, the oil was consumed during the day until the lamp ran out, but fortunately, in addition to bearing a fruit of the avenue, the wood of the avenue itself was also a treasure.

In addition, because of extracting Qin Yu's essence blood and integrating it into the Dao Spirit, this Great Dao Tree is connected with Qin Yu's bloodline, and there is a small blue lantern to make a move, using the method of great magical power to integrate the dying Qin Yu into the Great Dao Tree, and use its power to repair the origin.

Fifteen years ago, Qin Yu had already woken up, but unfortunately the Yingdu Great Array was blocked, and he couldn't find it after trying for a long time, and the possibility of breaking it apart could only be like a wandering soul, wandering around the Purgatory Sea.

Over the years, in order to find the flaws in Yingdu, he has walked almost every corner of the Purgatory Sea, in line with the principle of being idle and idle, and finding something to pass the time, the demon beasts and evil spirits he passed through wailed for a long time, and he was killed casually.

The Purgatory Sea has not been opened many times, but every time it is opened, a large number of monks pour in, and all of them are from good backgrounds and strong cultivators. Not to mention those who went out alive, most of those who died inside left behind all their net worth.

The water shark that died back then could be scavenged for a good thing like the Jade Ice Heart, which was almost extinct in the fairy world, which shows the wealth of the creatures of the Purgatory Sea.

Now, most of them have entered the storage ring and become Qin Yu's private property. Not to mention, there are also some opportunities, treasures and treasures that have been bred in the Sea of Purgatory, and Qin Yu has not let go of the ones that can be taken...... The so-called looting is not just a sentence.

Killing all of them, naturally it is not good to waste, so Qin Yu looked for a suitable one, took the essence blood and soul and collected them for the purple-backed green-winged ant to carry out the third stage of transformation.

Once completed, the purple-backed green-winged ant has the power to rob immortals, and its power is extremely terrifying, making people extremely look forward to it.

Punching the demon beasts in the north, stepping on the evil spirits in the south, seeing who is not pleasing to the eye, going up is scared! To say that in the past fifteen years, boring is boring, Qin Yu has really had a good time.

If you really can't get out of the Sea of Purgatory, even if you survive, by the way, from the creation that you don't know your identity but is very, very powerful, and cultivated a long time ago, you will take a very sweet bite...... If you don't talk and ignore it, in short, you can't get out, Qin Yu is still a tragedy in the end.

Qin Yu didn't want to be a tragedy, especially now, he had the qualifications to ascend to the Immortal Sect, and Ning Ling was still waiting for him outside.

"What the hell do you have to get out of here......" looked up at the gray sky, muttering a whisper full of helplessness.