At this moment, the sun outside has fallen from the west, a big star dotted in the sky, a bright moon also rises at this time, if a round of jade plate hanging in the sky, the white moonlight is sprinkled to the earth at this moment, and suddenly the world is covered with a white veil. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Kunlun Mountain, Zhao Zhijing in the secret room of Guangming Ding sat cross-legged on the futon, his white robe had become black at this time, and a pungent fishy smell emanated from it, permeating this secret room, which was the blood with stains in his body.

Looking at its original glowing skin, it was already covered with cracks at this time, as if white porcelain had been hit, and cracks like spider webs were densely covered on it. At the slightest touch, it will shatter.

He was already skinny with stained blood removed, and it was as if all the flesh and blood in the secret room had disappeared, and only the bones under the skin were gone. His heart was only trembling slightly, and there was not much blood in his veins, like a river that was about to dry up, revealing the sand and gravel that had been buried deep in the water.

It's just that Zhao Zhijing can't feel all this at this time, his mind at this time is already immersed in the sea of knowledge, and he can't feel any changes in the outside world, if he doesn't succeed this time, he will fall here.

At this moment, everything in the sea of consciousness is changing, and the sea of consciousness that has been opened up is constantly shrinking at this moment, but at this time, the mind that has become illusory can no longer cut a sword, and even the divine sword in his hand is about to be destroyed.

At this moment, everything experienced appeared in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, whether it was his ordinariness in the previous life, or the struggle and pain in this life, they all appeared clearly in Zhao Zhijing's eyes, as if it only happened in the previous moment, so clear.

A smile appeared on the face of the illusory mind in the sea of knowledge, a look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes, looking at the shrinking sea of knowledge, feeling the pressure as if the destruction of heaven and earth, the feeling of powerlessness kept coming, Zhao Zhijing's heart did not have the slightest regret, some were just after he left, how many people in his heart should be?

Seeing that his mind was about to be destroyed at this moment, and his life was about to end, with a smile on his face, he only had a kind of powerlessness and helplessness, and he could only watch it all come with a smile.

At the moment when Zhao Zhijing saw that it was about to end, a fiery red shadow in the top of the light felt a tingling pain in his heart, and suddenly Li Mochou's face became pale, and she with one hand on her chest, with a trace of tears in her eyes, looked at the peak where Zhao Zhijing was retreating.

At the same time, Tan Xiaoying, who was thousands of miles away, was still holding the long sword in her hand, looking at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly there were wisps of tears in her eyes, and tears dripped from her eyes, shattering on the ground like pearls.

Zhongnan Mountain looks more quiet under the moonlight. In the tomb of the living dead, Lin Ruohua, who was dressed in a white robe, was holding a two- or three-year-old girl in one hand, the bright moon and stars in the sky were not attractive to him at all, and his eyes looked at his arms gently. At this time, Lin Ruohua, who was originally smiling, suddenly had fog in his eyes, and a wisp of tears slipped down his cheeks.

The person in his arms stretched out his little hand that was shining with wisps of light, wiped away the tears on Lin Ruohua's cheeks, and said in crisp words: "Mother, why are you crying?" Lin Ruohua held the little girl's hand and said gently: "Nian'er, it's okay." Mother's eyes are in the sand!"

Zhao Zhijing didn't know all these changes, but he had already let go, and there was a deep unwillingness in his heart at this moment, how could he admit defeat if he kept stepping into this realm step by step.

Zhao Zhijing, who had already let go of his hand, let out an angry roar from his already illusory mind at this moment, and suddenly grabbed the released hand tightly, and tightly grasped the somewhat illusory long sword.

With a roar in Zhao Zhijing's heart, the sea of knowledge suddenly surged. A bright moon rose in the sea of knowledge, and the cold moonlight shone directly on the illusory mind, and suddenly the mist of the mind rose, and instantly became like a real person, without a trace of illusory, even the long sword in the hand was as real as the real one, exactly the same as the Purple Emperor Sword.

Dressed in the white moonlight, the heart in the roar suddenly expanded, turning into a thousand-zhang ancient god, and the purple jade divine sword in his hand was also ten thousand feet huge. Suddenly, a sword was slashed out, and a wisp of tears fell from the corner of Zhao Zhijing's eyes, and a touch of the previous life seemed to be cut out with this sword. The unwillingness and regret left over from the previous life had dissipated with the swing of the divine sword, and he really let go in his heart.

The sword of ten thousand zhang was swung out, and suddenly the sea of consciousness changed greatly, and everything rose like an ancient god opening the sky. Suddenly, three hundred and sixty-five large stars appeared in the sea of consciousness, and what was surrounded by them was a new moon. Immediately, a huge five-colored lotus flower appeared in the sea of consciousness, and under the lotus flower was the surging tide.

The avenue is three thousand, the sky is forty-nine, and one of them is gone. Originally, he could only cut out seven seven forty-nine swords at most, but the appearance of that touch of moonlight suddenly made Zhao Zhijing cut out the fiftieth sword, and the one that escaped appeared in Zhao Zhijing's hands, and everything became not simple.

The giant god man turned into an immortal in a white robe, and his figure fell on the five-colored lotus flower of the thousand leaves in a flash, sitting in the middle, and the purple jade long sword was placed horizontally on his lap. At this moment, he seemed to have insight into everything in the sea, stretched out his hand, and suddenly the crescent moon of the stars in the sky fell into his hand, and when he looked closely, it was not the stars and moons, but a piece of white jade, a piece of residual jade that peeled off from something else.

The piece of remnant jade in his hand is so familiar, and the heirlooms of his previous life have also come here with him. At this moment, the remnant jade turned into a white light and flew into Zhao Zhijing's mind, and suddenly a huge amount of information filled his mind.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing knew that his arrival was not random, but because this piece of remnant jade in his hand was the lack of this piece of time and space Heavenly Dao, or will. It is also with the disappearance of this piece of remnant jade that this piece of time and space is blocked, making the martial arts not visible, and I don't know how many heroes have fallen in this helplessness, unable to break free from the shackles of this world.

But because of the arrival of Zhao Zhijing, all this has become different, with the arrival of this fragmented piece, the shackles of heaven and earth will be broken in the future, and the legendary fairy world is naturally no longer a legend. Zhao Zhijing, who naturally followed, naturally also had an extraordinary creation. It can be said that he is the protagonist of this piece of time and space, the pride of the sky, and he is stronger and stronger than Guo Jing's luck.

With the help of one of them, Zhao Zhijing cast the unique perfect innate in this world and opened up the sea of consciousness in the realm of perfection. (To be continued.) )