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The pitch-black void, the starry brilliance, the scorching brilliance, the quicksand that you can't grasp, gently slips through your fingers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It has been a month since the Jimo retreat, and the Void Spirit Boat has also sailed out of the Eastern Star Domain, leaving the Daluo Star Domain, and gradually walking towards the edge of the Void Battlefield.

Time was flowing slowly, like a clear stream, her voice could not be heard, her flow could not be seen, and yet she did slip away.

Jimo frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and there were countless stars in his eyes that undulated, converged, and rotated, and finally, turned into two bottomless whirlpools, if they could swallow the entire starry sky.

"Whew!"

He exhaled softly, got up slowly, and looked out the window.

For a month, he groped in enlightenment and broke through the double heaven of return, and if he wanted to break through, he could step into the triple heaven of return at any time, however, he could not enter the meditation again.

His panic for no reason, his mood is like boiling tea, ripples and rolls, and he can't calm down, this is a kind of telepathy generated by the change of some things in the outside world after his cultivation reaches a certain realm, which is called a whim.

He felt that something was going to happen, and it was a big deal.

Jimo sighed lightly and walked out of the house slowly.

Nezha was drinking alone outside.

Jimo walked over, pressed the railing, and said, "Can you speed up a little faster and rush back to Ziwei as soon as possible." ”

"It's already the fastest speed!" Nezha put down the flask and said, "It's your heart that isn't quiet." Because of the timidity of homesickness, or can't wait?"

Jimo shook his head, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly from his nose, saying, "The heart can't be quiet, something should happen, try to be as fast as possible!"

Nezha helplessly bowed his shoulders and said, "Okay!"

Jimo smiled lightly, raised his lips, stretched out his hand and released the starry sky chess world, sat cross-legged on the ground, lifted the chess pieces, and gently landed on the chessboard, three chess pieces fell in a row, he finally stabilized his mind and settled again.

Time flies, it's January again, and Jimo is promoted to return to the triple heaven. He deliberately suppressed the speed of advancement, but subconsciously, there was a voice dominating him, asking him to break through as soon as possible, and the higher his cultivation, the better.

Therefore, in the past half a month, he broke through again and returned to the Four Heavens.

Jimo knew that he was in a hurry, so he woke up from his state of concentration again and forced himself to enter the starry sky chess world.

This time, he left a total of eighteen sons, barely able to stabilize his mind, he knew that he could not force his mind like this again, otherwise he would definitely go mad, so he gave up cultivation and walked alone in the spirit boat to relax.

Walking and walking, he inadvertently came to the outside of the house where the old man lived, and Jimo was slightly stunned, pushing the door and entering.

The old man was sitting cross-legged on the bed, still not awake, but his whole state was much better, his vitality was gradually recovering, and his breathing was weak and regular.

In this state, it is either necessary to wake up from the concentration, or to make a breakthrough, and to enter the next round of new cycles.

Jimo stared at the ogre, looked at it for a long time, raised his hand to cast a spell, drove away the dust on the old man's body, and walked out of the house lightly.

At the moment when he closed the door, his heart returned to tranquility, and the Bodhi Zi sounded silently, as if a god and Buddha were standing in the high sky chanting Buddhist scriptures, and although the murmur was vague, it was deafening.

Jimo hurried back to his residence and retreated again.

This time, he really achieved peace of mind and harmony, so in the past two months, he broke through and returned to the Five Heavens. Only then did he slow down the ascension of his realm, and then strengthen his perception of the Tao and rules.

Every time he ascended to the realm, he was able to obtain the nine-stage rule, and by the time he returned to the fifth heaven, he had obtained a total of forty-five stage rules. For other monks, it was very difficult to attain this kind of achievement when they reached the Nine Heavens of Return.

However, Jimo was not satisfied. He had a vague feeling that there seemed to be a rule blocking his perception of heaven and earth, that is, he should have gained more from this retreat, but because of this rule, his way forward was cut off.

"This is the rule of the Heavenly Dao, which existed when heaven and earth were born, and it is absolutely impossible to break it unless it can surpass the Heavenly Dao. "The big yellow dog heard Jimo's narration, and the gods chattered.

"Heavenly Dao...... Rules. Jimo groaned, thoughtful.

Nezha walked over, sat down cross-legged, grinding his teeth, "I have reached the edge of the crape myrtle star field, and there is still a half-moon voyage, and I can reach the crape myrtle pole star." ”

"It's almost there. Jimo stood up, walked to the edge of the spirit boat, looked at the railing, and found that he had indeed come to a purple sea of stars.

The sea of stars was boundless, and countless purple stars were like purple crystals sprinkled in the void, and they all revolved around a huge ancient star.

Even at the edge of the crape myrtle star field, it can be found that the star in the middle is so big that there is no boundary, and there is not a single star in the entire star field that can compare with it.

"Is this the hometown of the Holy Monarch?" the six people of Meishan came over when they heard the voice, their faces were happy, and they said, "What an ancient star, before it got close, I felt a flood of ancient aura rushing towards me. ”

The Void Spirit Boat continued to sail, the white horse passed through the gap, time flies, and the purple ancient star gradually enlarged in the eyes of everyone, and it was originally only a little bit of brilliance the size of a bean, but after more than ten days, it was completely impossible to measure the margin.

If you look closely, you can see that on the back of this purple star, there is a pitch-black sea, always facing away from the starry sky. The sun, the sun and the yin, the two stars also surround this ancient star, and countless stars, meteorites, and comets rise and fall like waves.

Shout!

A battleship sped past the Sun Star, entered the atmosphere of the Ziwei Polar Star, and disappeared into the sky.

In a short time, several more warships passed by.

"There are so many warships, could it be that this ancient star has been reduced to a battlefield?" Guo Shen said.

"Quite possibly. Yao Gonglin nodded.

Jimo frowned, and the ominous feeling in his heart was like erupting magma, which could no longer be suppressed. These warships galloping from outside the sky are obviously from other stars and star fields, and they also want to enter the Ziwei Machine Dao Star and get a piece of the pie.

"Be careful to hide and land safely. Jimo withdrew and sat down in half a step, lifted the chess pieces, and forced his heart to calm down, but he never succeeded. Helplessly, he turned his head to look at the purple star behind him again, and whispered to himself, "It's been three years, and it's been more than four years since I left the original place......

"Today, I'm back!"

A white world flashed in his eyes, and on a snow cliff, a lonely figure faced tens of thousands of people alone, and at the moment of jumping off the snow cliff, it was like a vow-like murmur, shaking in the sky.

'If I return, I will not forget this day!'

The Void Spirit Boat is invisible, changing its appearance and making disguises, and even if it is discovered, it can only be seen that it is an ordinary warship.

In silence, the spirit boat passed through a layer of qigang and sailed smoothly into the atmosphere, only to see countless mountains gradually disappear into the eyes, in the distance is an endless plain, in the other direction, it is a white and vast world, covered in silver, the same color of heaven and earth.

Here, known as the Northern Plains, the snow-capped world is called the Polar Glacier!

"Leave from here, and return from here. Jimo was in a trance, looked down at the ground, and said, "Go directly to the Savage Origin Land, and let you wait to taste the spirit wine brewed in my Origin Land." ”

"Okay!" Nezha raised his voice, licked the corners of his lips, and said, "It's definitely not as good as Qiong Jelly." ”

Jimo chuckled and said, "It's true that it can't be compared with the elixir, but it also has a different taste." ”

Suddenly, his expression froze, his gaze passed through the clouds, fell to the ground, and said, "Wait, there is an old man." ”

After that, he had walked out of the Void Spirit Boat, stepped down into the sky, Nezha also put away the Void Spirit Boat, and a group of people immediately followed the ink and walked down from the high sky.

It was an ice field, with a wide canyon in the distance, but it had collapsed. On the side of the canyon, there is a huge cave, and outside the cave there is a huge platform, completely made of solid ice, standing high in the air, if the tiger opens its bloody mouth, prostrate in front of the table.

Jimo landed on the high platform, did not alarm anyone, he walked slowly, there were a few ice trees on the platform, a group of children were playing, and did not notice a stranger coming.

Jimo fixed his eyes and looked at the girl in the distance, if he remembered correctly, this girl of about five years old should be called Meng Zitong, when she was in Bingcun, the little girl was carved in pink and jade, if it was like a ceramic doll, and now, she has been Tingting jade.

The girl buried her head in her lap, supported her chin with her knees, and stared silently into the distance, her eyes blank and revealing a faint sadness.

Jimo was slightly stunned, a five-year-old girl, with such a deep sadness in her eyes.

He settled down, walked slowly, sat down beside the little girl, and tilted his head to stare at her. Although more than three years have passed, traces of the past can still be seen on the girl's face.

The girl lowered her head, if she sensed, her head collided with Jimo's gaze, she was suddenly stunned, her eyes widened, and she said uncertainly, "Mu Bai...... Brother?"

Jimo was stunned and nodded slightly.

When he walked in the northern plains, he used the pseudonym Mu Bai. It's just hard to imagine that Meng Zitong was only two years old at that time, and with the memory of the little girl's two-year-old age, he was really surprised that he could still remember him in the past three years.

After all, children's memories are very limited, and it is difficult to remember others at an early age unless they are close to them.

"Brother Mu Bai......" The little girl turned her head and threw herself into Jimo's arms, crying, "Mom is dead, Uncle Ice Storm is dead, Uncle Xue Ao is also dead, they all bullied me, woo woo ......"

Jimo was slightly stunned, and gently straightened the hair behind the little girl's head, thinking of the wise woman named Menggu and the man named Bing Storm. In the past, he had formed a karma with these two people, but he didn't think that after only three years, the deceased had already passed away.

"Don't be in a hurry, say slowly, no matter what happens, my brother will call the shots for you. Jimo held Xiao Zitong's shoulder and raised his finger to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Without thinking about it, he can also guess some reasons, after the death of Bing Storm and Menggu, there is no protection for these two people, and the little girl must have been greatly wronged.

He looked down at Meng Zi's red fingers and cheeks, if the cold wind was blowing, the other children were wrapped in thick leather jackets, but the little girl was wearing a thin layer of cotton clothes.

Thinking back to the past, when Bing Storm and Menggu were there, they made many contributions to Bing Village, and the little girl lived a very happy life at that time, how could she have been abused like this.

"Brother Mu Bai, my mother said that you are a good person, and without you, no one in Bing Village can live. However, the people of Ice Village survived, and they still fed Snow Village and Wind Village...... fed a lot of people, but mom ...... Mom, they're dead!" the little girl choked up and spoke incoherently.

Jimo frowned, thoughtful.

"They're bad guys, Mom and Uncle Icestorm let them live in Stormcliffs, give them food, herbs, and they ...... But they ...... Kill your mother......"

The little girl clenched her fists, threw herself on Jimo's shoulder, gritted her teeth and cried loudly, "All these years, it has all relied on Uncle Xue Ao, but not long ago, he also died, I know that he will ...... because he doesn't listen to Lord Wind and always goes against Lord Wind."

Jimo was silent, listening to the cry of the little purple pupil.

The little girl treats him as a relative, so she will pour out her grievances.

It is sad that a five-year-old girl should carry such a heavy burden.

In the turbulent times, the annihilation of human nature is a common thing, and the little girl's experience is just a microcosm, in some corners of what you know or don't know, a similar scene is staged every day.

The little girl cried for a long time, and in the end there was only a silent sob.

Jimo gently stroked her long hair and said softly, "I will avenge you, come with me!" Leave this land that has brought you pain, you will be my sister in the future, as long as I am here, no one can bully you." ”

He didn't pay attention to the footsteps that were approaching behind him, and he didn't even pay attention to the fact that he was surrounded by people, he just repeated, gently brushing the little girl's long hair.

Meng Zitong was tired from crying, leaned on Jimo's shoulder, and gradually fell asleep.

Jimo turned his head at this time, looked at the crowd of tigers, his eyes slid and fell on the middle-aged man in the mink robe at the front, although his voice was soft, it was like an exploding spring thunder, "You are the Wind Lord?"

"Not bad. The man nodded, and said, "Boy, who are you? This is my family affair in Storm Bluff, you are an outsider, it is better not to interfere." ”

Jimo didn't say a word, and slowly got up with the little girl in his arms.

If the air is condensed, the whole world will be quiet, even the snowflakes in the sky will no longer fall, and a gust of wind will blow, blowing away the snow crystals that are still hanging in the air.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Lord Wind gritted his teeth and raised his fist to kill, but the murderous and mountain-like iron fist was blocked by an invisible light screen, and it was difficult to enter an inch.

Jimo slowly raised his steps, his eyebrows cracked, and his Dao eyes were half revealed, and the frightened face of the Wind Lord was reflected in his vertical eyes, "You have changed your blood, and there is demon blood flowing in your body!"

Jimo frowned, remembering that when he was in Shenzhou, Rotten Sea Ku had incarnated as a half-demon, which was because he exchanged his blood for demon blood, which further caused his own demonization.

The blood of gods and demons is noble and powerful, and it can completely suppress most of the other bloodlines, and for ordinary people with weak bloodlines, even the most ordinary demon blood and divine blood are extremely tempting.

However, once you change the blood of gods and demons, you will gradually assimilate and become half-demons, demigods, or even worse, directly become gods and demons.

In addition to changing blood, changing bones, meat, marrow, etc., can be assimilated by gods and demons, and then have the extraordinary combat power of gods and demons.

And this Wind Lord is the one who has exchanged the demonic blood.

"What the hell do you want to do?" the Wind Lord was shocked, as Jimo stepped forward, he also kept retreating, and in a short time, he had retreated to the edge of the cliff.

The Wind Lord turned his head to look at the bottomless cliff valley, his expression became hideous, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and he turned into a demon in an instant.

I saw that his whole body was covered by a layer of pitch-black scale armor, but compared to the real demon, it was dwarfed, and he could only be regarded as a half-human and half-demon, with no human appearance, and no demon form.

"Die!" the Wind Lord shouted angrily, raising his other iron fist and blasting it towards Jimo's eyebrows.

"Don't measure yourself!" said nothing, without any action.

He stared at the Wind Lord's pupils, surging thoughts poured out, directly into the sea of his knowledge, after some probing, his expression gradually became solemn, although it was different from what he thought, but it was not much different.

It turned out that this Wind Lord was pregnant with demonic blood, but there was another reason.

Although the northern plains are empty and barren, there are still a small number of revived gods and demons, who have gradually controlled many small tribes with their immortal bodies and extraordinary combat power, and then carried out blood exchanges among these tribes to assimilate various races.

Compared with the costly exchange of marrow and bones, the exchange of blood is indeed simple and convenient, and half a drop of blood can assimilate more than a dozen ordinary monks.

The demi-demons and demigods produced by the blood exchange were soon sent out of the northern plains and merged into the army of gods and demons.

Although these half-transformed gods and demons are not as good as true gods and true demons, their strength cannot be ignored, effectively expanding the number of gods and demons, and providing a huge boost for gods and demons to occupy the Ziwei Pole Dao Star.

In fact, in the eyes of many ambitious people, the blood of gods and demons is full of temptation, however, they don't know that after changing into the blood of gods and demons, not only will their bodies be assimilated, but their minds will also be gradually controlled.

And Menggu and Ice Storm were assassinated by the Wind Lord supported by the gods and demons because they did not support this practice of the gods and demons, and resolutely did not exchange blood, nor did they support the exchange of blood from other villages in Storm Cliff.

Over the years, if Meng Zitong hadn't had the protection of that Xue Ao, she would have been so bad that she would have been poisonous, but unfortunately, that Xue Ao would still be on the same path as Meng Gu and Ice Storm in the end.

Seeing this, Jimo's expression became colder, he opened his eyes, swept towards the crowd, and found that there were indeed many people with demon blood, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly that gods and demons had good means.

After all, those who are engaged in the battlefield are all half-demons, demigods, and real gods and demons are all left in the rear.

The blood of gods and demons is too domineering, and in the starry sky, it is too rare to be able to resist the races they assimilate.

And the bloodline of the human race is already weak, unless it is a special physique, or a descendant of the emperor, once others come into contact with the blood of gods and demons, they will be assimilated, relatively speaking, this invisible disaster is more difficult to guard against.

In order to conquer the human world, the gods and demons really did everything.

Jimo was speechless, raised his finger at the center of the wind lord's eyebrows, and wiped out a little blood, this person was not forced to exchange blood, but willingly, leaving such a person would be a disaster.

He frowned and looked at the others, half of the people here, including many children, had been exchanged for demon blood, and it was impossible for him to kill everyone who had exchanged blood, after all, he was not a person who loved to kill, and if he did, what difference would he have from gods and demons.

After concentrating, Ji Mo sighed slightly, raised his finger, and spurted a stream of golden blood from between his fingers, which submerged into the eyebrows of those monks who had been exchanged for blood.

He used the blood of the Holy Fetus Emperor to forcibly wash away the demon blood, so that the two bloods canceled each other out, and further restored the original blood of those who had suffered demonization.

"No!" someone shouted, "I don't want to lose my blood, I don't want to lose this feeling of control. ”

"You devil, why deprive me of the demon blood in my body and deprive me of my strength. Someone shouted and stared at Jimo viciously.

"Kill him, you can't let him take away the demon blood. Someone shouted, and in an instant, all the demonized people turned into half-demon states and rushed towards Jimo.

Jimo frowned, slowly withdrew his blood-dripping fingertips, raised his feet forward, took a step, and in an instant, the person who rushed to the front exploded into a blood mist.

He stopped, stared at the crowd, and said, "Go to the former, die!"

The crowd paused slightly, and then set off a wave of frenzy, and many people were shouting excitedly and rushing to Jimo.

"Kill him!"

Jimo's brows frowned even tighter, this time, he was really murderous.

The group of demonized people in front of them, like addicts, have become obsessed with the sense of power brought by the demonic blood, and if they are deprived of the demonic blood and return it to mediocrity, they will definitely not be able to bear it.

This is spiritual depravity.

If the heart sinks, there will be no solution, if they can awaken their consciousness by exchanging blood, Jimo can cleanse this group of people even if he gives up a wisp of essence blood, but their spirit has degenerated, no matter how much they do, it has no meaning.

At this moment, there is only one word left, kill!

If you don't kill all these demonized people, it will be normal people who will suffer.

Jimo's toes touched the ground slightly, and with a sudden shock, rows of ice spikes rushed out of the ground, and all the people who pounced and suffered from demonization were pierced by the ice spikes and hung in the air.

In a short instant, blood stained the ground red, and dozens of corpses appeared out of thin air, stabbing everyone's eyes.

"Devil, he's a demon, a demon who kills without blinking. The crowd retreated and returned to the cave in terror, where a group of men with weapons rushed towards Jimo.

Ji Mo was silent, jumped slightly, flew and landed on the top of the mountain, and then waved his big sleeves, refining the half-demon blood on the platform into nothingness, then turned his head, looked at the three true demons behind him, and said, "It's you, forcing these villagers to exchange blood?"

"What's the matter, the lowly human race, dare to interfere with our actions, I don't know whether I am alive or dead!" A true demon shouted angrily, grabbed a handful, raised a scale gun, and ran all the way to Jimo.

Jimo twisted his toes, the earth shook slightly, and six snow arrows rushed out of the cliff valley, piercing out of the three true demons' chests, and then he stepped again, and an earth dragon rushed out of the valley and crawled at his feet.

He raised his hand, stroked the forehead of the earth dragon, and said, "Today I will give you wisdom and give you opportunities, remember to guard this place." ”

The dragon nodded, turned and rushed into the canyon, twisting the dragon's body and forming a large formation. This formation is not strange from the sky, but if an idler wants to walk into the storm cliff, he will definitely not be able to do it.

"This is the emperor, with every move, he can ignite the dragon vein, this ability can be called turning decay into magic!" Nezha walked over and said suddenly.

"I haven't fully mastered this power yet. Jimo shook his head.

Now, he has been promoted to emperor, and the earth dragon just now is a phantom spirit that he created by igniting the terrain here.

There is no dragon vein here, and naturally there is no earth dragon, but with the emperor's anti-heaven means, he created the dragon vein out of thin air and ignited the phantom spirit, but it was Xiao Daoer.

But Jimo was not yet familiar with using this power, after all, he had only been promoted to emperor not long ago. With that Tianjing, the promotion to the emperor is a matter of course, and now, he still has a piece of Tianjing the size of a goose egg.

"Let's go, go to the Origin. Jimo took a deep look at the storm cliff under his feet, he had done his duty.

The reason why the terrain here was changed was also for the sake of Meng Zitong, as for how the villagers thought of him, whether it was a demon or a life-saving benefactor, it didn't matter.

"Okay!" Nezha opened his hand and released the Void Spirit Boat, and everyone walked in, and the Spirit Boat turned into a streamer and went southwest.

In the Void Spirit Boat.

Jimo gently put down the sleeping dream purple pupils, pressed the corners of the quilt for her, wiped away the little face full of tears, and then turned around and walked out of the house, looking down at the ground by the railing, the throbbing in his heart deepened.

On the ground, scorched smoke is skewed, and fierce battles break out from time to time, compared to a few years ago, this is a real troubled time.

Suddenly, Jimo fixed his gaze and looked down at the ground.

I saw that compared to other places, this place is much calmer, although there are gods and demons, and there are other races, but the mortal race, even if it is a mortal, is not powerless, within a radius of hundreds of miles, it is the same, "This is the ......"

Jimo groaned, thinking of the original agreement with Tang Mulong, he couldn't help but nod lightly, Tang Mulong really did it, and he didn't break his promise.

The Void Spirit Boat galloped at great speed, full of power, sailing for most of the day, galloping through the wilderness before the sun set, and entering the wilderness realm.

"It's almost time to get to the beginning!" Jimo smiled lightly, suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

"There was a fierce battle here not long ago, and the wolf smoke is still unsettled. "The big yellow dog looks into the distance.

Jimo's heart shook slightly, and a strong uneasiness surged into his heart, he naturally noticed that there had been a fierce battle here, and the ground was full of devastation, but he was either hinting at it, and he didn't want to send a letter in his heart.

"Don't worry too much, perhaps, things aren't that bad. Nezha raised his hand and patted Jimo on the shoulder, grinding his teeth.

Jimo closed his eyes, exhaled the turbidity in his chest, and stared at the ground quietly, countless mountains galloped by, gradually turning into a desert.

On the earth in the distance, in the afterglow of the setting sun, a lonely smoke rushes straight to the sky, desert, lonely smoke, plain, sunset, there is no wind, the heaven and earth are quiet and quiet, full of the smell of post-war scorched smoke.

Jimo's body shook slightly, and he felt a dizziness in his brain, and he stumbled under his feet and threw himself on the railing.

He forced himself to calm down, opened his eyes and looked at the ground, only to see a piece of scorched earth, broken walls, the collapse of tall city walls, the falling of islands suspended in the sky, and the pavilions, palaces, and spiritual fields all turned into ruins.

The scenes of the past no longer exist, only the scorching smoke remains, rushing to the sky.

On the ground, there were monks of various tribes, but there was no familiar face, a charred corpse was pulled out of the ruins, unrecognizable, perhaps, these former faces seemed familiar, but now, only scorched bones remained.

"I'm back...... It's too late......" Jimo muttered, opened his mouth and paused for a long time before he reluctantly said, "Go and rob the Heavenly Alliance, this is the coordinates!"

Nezha nodded, adjusted the direction of the Void Spirit Boat, and galloped north, the setting sun gradually set on the horizon, and the bleak moonlight rose from the east and fell on the ground, making the barren land even more barren.

The big yellow dog raised his front paws and gently patted Jimo on the shoulder, but did not speak.

Jimo Qiang smiled and nodded, but his heart was chaotic, and he didn't know whether it was sadness, melancholy, self-blame, or helplessness. He imagined countless endings, but he didn't expect that in the end it would be the one he didn't dare to think about and didn't want to think about.

In the beginning, it was gone, only a piece of scorched earth remained, and there, there were too many people, such as Qi Lianxin, rabbits, little bandits, Xie Biling, Xiaoman, and Lao Peng Wang.

The house is broken, where did they go?

Jimo closed his eyes and clenched his iron fist tightly, feeling his lips dry, the corners of his lips cracked, and drops of blood flowing down the cracks.

"Brother, don't be sad. Xiao Zitong grabbed Jimo's big hand and comforted him in turn.

"I'm not sad, my brother is not sad. Jimo wiped the tears from the corners of the little girl's eyes and said, "Don't cry with purple pupils." ”

The little girl pursed her mouth, choked silently, caught the tears in her eyes, and nodded heavily.

The corners of Jimo's mouth raised slightly, if he smiled, but he didn't smile.

The pale moonlight climbed the horizon completely, and the Void Spirit Boat sped away, finally hovering over a sandy ridge.

The ground is still scorched and has become cold, the former mountain gate has collapsed, the former gate is not visible, the ancient well has been filled, the spiritual garden is scorched, and all the vegetation is only fly ash.

Jimo raised his finger and touched the hard, cold ground, picked up a piece of scorched earth, gently put it in his arms, shrugged his throat, and said, "Go to Flying Phoenix City, this is the coordinates!"

Nezha nodded his head and adjusted the direction of the Void Spirit Boat.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight grew colder and colder, so white that it was bloodless, and the ground was lifeless, and the leaves hung listlessly on the dusty branches.

The mountains collapsed, the deep streams were filled in, and the clouds that had lingered in the air dissipated, leaving only black smoke that had not yet been cold, and in the bleak moonlight, silently and silently, drifted to the sky.

"Go to the Forgotten Dust Sect......" Jimo pinched the deformed railing, his face was expressionless, and from his eyes, his demeanor could only see a dead silence.

At dawn, when the sky was about to break, the Void Spirit Boat stopped smoothly at the border of Zhao State, and it was dark in front of Jimo's eyes, and after a long time, he looked at the ground with his ten fingers firmly grasping the railing.

"There's no more to live!" Nezha said softly.

Jimo nodded unconsciously, staring at the ground in a daze, and after a long time, he said, "Stop the spirit boat, I ask you to wait and drink Zhao Guo's spirits." ”

Everyone sighed and nodded slightly.

The group descended into the sky and walked on the earth, leaving ruins in their path, even in mortal towns.

The familiar scene of the past is gone, only the broken city walls remain, and in the wind mixed with the smell of blood, the earth on the ground gently tells the prosperity of the past.

Everyone walked on the cracked yellow earth, the new sun was weak and cold, even if they tried to bloom brightly, they couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

After a long time, the group finally saw a ruined city, and walked in, and their hearts that were originally full of hope suddenly became a little low.

The city was no longer Terran, and its master was of another race, and although there were still mortals living in the city, they were at the bottom of the hierarchy.

Jimo searched for a long time, led everyone to walk through most of the city, only to find a restaurant opened by the human race, everyone walked in, each asked for a jar of spirits, sat by the window, held the jar, and poured the transparent liquor into his throat.

Jimo didn't speak, and the crowd didn't speak.

The wine was brought from one jar after another, Jimo closed his eyes and laughed miserably, he wanted to get drunk, but he couldn't, it turned out that he had to be sober.

Fixed, he turned his head to look out the window, his gaze sliding unconsciously, but suddenly frozen.

What caught his eye was a Terran monk, she was beautiful and moving, with a graceful posture, a slender body, and a pair of jade legs straight and slender.

She stood in front of a mansion like that, a little stunned, her eyes empty, but still making her last struggle.

She's laughing miserably, she's insisting.

At this moment, two alien monks walked out of the mansion and stared at the purple-clothed woman, their eyes flashing with undisguised desire.

I only heard one person, "Shura Holy Maiden, why didn't you come in for a long time, my family can't wait." ”

The woman in purple laughed miserably and said hoarsely, "Your family's words can be counted, as long as I serve him well, I will let go of the Shura Holy Land?"

"Stinky bitch, what qualifications do you have to question my family, don't forget, if it weren't for my family, the Shura Holy Land would have been destroyed a long time ago. To be able to serve adults, that is your creation, don't be ignorant. Another shouted.

"Shameful!" Nezha shook his head and sighed lightly, retracting his gaze from the woman in purple, but saw that Jimo was a little stunned, frowned, and said, "Do you know her?"

Jimo nodded lightly, sighing secretly, he didn't expect to come here unconsciously, if he remembered correctly, this city should have been called 'Shura City', which was the entrance to the Shura Holy Land.

It's a pity that he was stunned, and he didn't even notice it, and only then did he react when he saw Meng Ruoxi.

"Your friend?" asked Nezha.

Jimo shook his head and stared at Meng Ruoxi, his eyes a little sloppy. In the past, the proud daughter of the Shura Holy Maiden of Heaven was so heroic that she was so heroic, but she didn't expect it to be reduced to such a state now.

Pathetic, lamentable, pity!

In front of the mansion, a person raised his hand and pinched the jaw of the Shura Holy Maiden, lifted her head, and exclaimed, "A good birth Peugeot, a human woman, it is too rare to be born so much." ”

Meng Ruoxi was still struggling at first, but she was defeated, so she could only look at the man sadly, biting her red lips with her teeth, and said in a relative, "I only promise to serve your family, and please don't do anything to me." ”

The two of them looked up and laughed, and said, "What can we do if we touch you? It's just a plaything, and after being played with by my family, we can play with you as we want." ”

"Don't go too far. Meng Ruoxi retreated half a step back, but failed to break free, but was pinched by the man's neck.

"Stinky woman, you have to be a bitch, and you have to set up a chastity archway, to tell you the truth, I don't need my family to take action, I alone can destroy your Shura Holy Land. ”

Meng Ruoxi was stunned, stared at the person blankly, a line of tears flowed from his empty eyes, closed his starry eyes, and said with a miserable smile, "As long as you don't hurt the Shura Holy Land, you can do whatever I want." ”

"Is that right?" the two men laughed maniacally.

"It's not a friend, it's an enemy?" Nezha straightened up and sighed, "It's a pity." ”

After a pause, he said, "I didn't expect that on this ancient star, the human race would live so hard. ”

"Save people!" Jimo sighed lightly, jumped out of the window, and when he reappeared, he had already landed in front of the door of the mansion, and tightly squeezed the big hand that was grasping Meng Ruoxihao's neck.

"Bastard, who are you?" the man's face changed drastically, and large beads of sweat rolled down from the top of his head, and he involuntarily let go of the hand that was holding Meng Ruoxi's neck.

This person was really shocked, he had returned to the realm in half a step, otherwise, it would not have been possible to say that he would destroy the Shura Holy Land with his own strength, however, he couldn't see through the young man in front of him at all.

Click!

Jimo opened his hand and let go of the broken arm, just now, he had pinched that arm into powder, unless he took the treasure medicine that could regenerate the severed limb, it would be impossible to reshape it.

"It's you, aren't you dead, how are you still alive?" Meng Ruoxi was shocked, and a strange light flashed in the godless eyes.

She stared at Jimo, and then looked at the two of them, and was more and more shocked, these two people in front of her had half-step cultivation to return to the realm, and with her strength to merge with the Seven Heavens, she could only look up.

However, the existence that needed to be looked up in her eyes was so vulnerable in Jimo's hands, and even, she felt that she was wrong, it was just a dream.

Jimo lifted the wine jar, slowly turned around, looked at Meng Ruoxi, and said, "Yes, it's indeed me, the Holy Fetus of the Human Race!"

"Terran...... Holy Fetus!" the two men were horrified.

Perhaps, when the Holy Fetus jumped off the cliff, with his strength, he could not enter the eyes of the two, but the record created by the Holy Fetus at the beginning was terrifying to all races, and back then, there were too many Tianjiao who fell on the polar glaciers.

And this is not the point, the important thing is that after the Holy Fetus jumped off the cliff, there was a man in blue who came out of Shenzhou and slaughtered 10,000 people in half a month.

These people are all people who have hunted down and killed the Holy Fetus.

Including the first god, Dieyi, Mu Shaohuang, etc., they were all hunted down and killed by the blue-clothed man, and it was precisely because of this battle that the Holy Fetus was truly famous among all races.

The man in blue is named Yi Zhixuan!

Meng Ruoxi's empty pupils regained a few touches of brilliance, and she said with a little hope, "What strength do you have now?"

Jimo frowned lightly and said, "Return to the Fifth Heaven!"

"Return to the Five Heavens......" Meng Ruoxi murmured, and then laughed, the more she laughed, the louder she became, she closed her eyes, and her beautiful face swelled with bitterness, self-deprecation, and hope, "Return to the Five Heavens!"

She grabbed Jimo's hand and pressed it to the soft, almost crazy lump on her chest, "Help me kill them, as long as I can save the Shura Holy Land, you can let me do anything, really, I can do anything......"

Jimo frowned, withdrew his hand and said, "I don't need you to do anything." ”

"Jimo, am I not pretty, not good-looking? Please, as long as I can save the Shura Holy Land, really, I can do whatever I want. Meng Ruoxi grabbed Jimo's hand again and pressed it to his chest.

"Dream girl, please calm down. Jimo withdrew his hand.

"Why, why don't you promise me, even if it is better to be your furnace than to be ruined by them!" Meng Ruoxi sat on the ground, her ten fingers clenched, and blood dripped from her palm.

"Not everything can be done by selling the flesh. ”

"Really, then you ask them, ask these people, who of them doesn't want to get this skin?"

Speechless.

"Qingqing, am I enough?" A voice came from the mansion, and then a person walked out, only to see him more than a foot tall, staring at Jimo, Sen smiled, "Dare to make trouble in my territory of the Red Horn Clan, boy, you are really tired." ”

"All I know is that you won't survive today. Jimo looked at the man, his eyebrows cracked, and he shot out a brilliant lightsaber, cutting directly through the man's neck, and in an instant, a good head was thrown into the sky.

"How is it possible!" the monks who were driven out of the mansion were all shocked, "Returning to the Triple Heaven, one move will be defeated!"

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