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She is calm, indifferent, but never overlooked.

"Ziyin, it's been a few hundred years, but it's okay?"

"Do you think I'm okay?" Fengzi burst into tears, for hundreds of years, it was said that Yueyue was waiting here, and even she forgot her original intention of waiting here.

Xiao Chen was silent, and sighed faintly: "Why don't you soar?"

"Ascension, how do you let me face you?" Fengzi raised his head, some anticipation, and some resentment.

"Ziyin, in fact, you can ........."

A finger gently pressed Xiao Chen's lips: "Xiao Chen, do you know, the red floc is dead." ”

"What?"

Xiao Chen's body was shocked, and the red clothes appeared in his eyes, and Yiren's words were still in his ears: "The love thread is thousands of heavy, and it recoils around my heart." ”

"Red flocculent!" Xiao Chen felt a pain in his heart, as if he had lost something, maybe many things, only the moment he lost it, did he know that he regretted it, and only then did he know that it had been carved to the bone.

"This is a handwritten letter left by the red wocculents. Feng Ziyin handed a piece of silk to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen took it silently, the tentacles were soft, and there was a faint intoxicating sweet fragrance, this aroma, Xiao Chen was very familiar with, and it was unique to Hongxi.

Gently spread out the silk, and only a strand of hair was placed on the snow-white silk. Xiao Chen picked it up with his fingers, looked at the hair on his fingertips, and the whole person fell into a daze.

Fengzi sighed faintly, turned around and left, red flotsam, red flotsam, sometimes how I envy you, death is also a relief.

"The past is like smoke, and the past is like a dream. ”

Xiao Chen gently closed the silk silk in his hand, and inadvertently, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Hongfu, I'm a loser to you after all!

Xiao Chen turned around and walked out of the Mingyue Pavilion and began to walk towards the back mountain, the Human Emperor Sect originally had no back mountain, but since Xuanyuan came out of the customs, he built a grass house on the side of the Yin and Yang Platform of the Human Emperor Sect for himself and the wind chimes to live in.

This time, Xiao Chen's Nether Realm came to the Imperial Sect, and the most important thing was to find Xuanyuan and find a way for Fuxi to reshape his past body.

"Xiao Chen, my disciple, you don't enjoy the blessings of the supreme sect master in the Earth Immortal Realm, but you come to see me, an old man, there must be something important, right?"

Xuanyuan welcomed Xiao Chen into the grass hut, and couldn't help but say a burst of jokes, which made Xiao Chen's old face red, and it was not a taste to sit.

"Okay, it's rare for Xiao Chen to come once, do you have to make fun of him like this?" Feng Chime smiled and served two cups of tea, and glanced at Xuanyuan with complaint.

"Ahem........."

Xuanyuan smiled dryly, in fact, since Xiao Chen's Human Emperor Sect, he found out that he had somewhat guessed Xiao Chen's intentions, but he was still very uncertain.

"Apprentice, you're here for ......"

"Yes, the apprentice came to find the master this time, just to reshape Fuxi's past body. ”

When Xuanyuan heard this, he suddenly got up, his whole person trembled uncontrollably, and it took a long time before he took a deep breath and forcibly calmed down.

"My apprentice, tell me what you think, as long as you can help the teacher, you will never say anything!"

"Master, I intend to use the method of the Soul Sutra of the Wu Clan, using Fuxi's thoughts as a medium to forcibly condense the soul and reunite the past body. ”

Xiao Chen pinched out a cloud of ghostly light from his sleeve robe, which was the remnant thought that was accidentally summoned with the soul lamp.

Fu Xi gently took it with his palm, feeling this wisp of residual thoughts, which included panic, confusion, fear, and helplessness.

But which kind of feeling made him familiar in his heart still clearly reminded him that this was Fuxi's residual thoughts, and only Fuxi's residual thoughts would give birth to familiar feelings.

"Yes, it can be determined that it is Fuxi's remnant thoughts, and the mental power is still very strong. ”

"Okay, that's it. Xiao Chen was overjoyed at the moment, he came to find Xuanyuan, and the main purpose was to determine the origin of this group of remnants.

Xiao Chen told Xuanyuan about his plan again, and Xuanyuan listened to it, and immediately made a decision and fully supported it.

After three days, the Emperor of the People's Sect Yin and Yang Terrace, Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan sat cross-legged, and there was a jade butterfly in the middle, and the jade butterfly was covered with yellow rune paper, which was distributed in the shape of a gossip, and in the middle of the gossip rune paper was the ghostly light.

And the entire Yin-Yang Platform set up a [***] array, and painted countless blood lines, these blood lines are crooked, looking weird and terrifying, but the breath is domineering and arrogant.

These two contradictions are superimposed together, but they are so harmonious and natural, these blood patterns are depicted by Xiao Chen with the blood of eighty-two rare beasts.

There is a saying in this, which is also recorded in the Soul Sutra, eighty-two is the technique of condensing the soul, and Xiao Chen did this in order to condense Fuxi's soul more smoothly.

These blood streaks are combined. Calling it the Eighty-Two Heavenly Soul Condensing Array, it is the result of Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan's sleepless three days.

It can also be said that it is the strongest embodiment of the formation of master and apprentice!

"My disciple, I didn't expect that after you became a supreme saint, you would have to go against this heavenly way. Xuanyuan looked at the dense blood streaks around him and sighed faintly.

"Master, the way of cultivation is to fight with the sky, so what is there to fear. Xiao Chen's hands were raised, and the blood lines of the entire Yin-Yang Platform were all bright, and they began to float slowly, thousands of blood lines, whirling and dancing back and forth on the Yin-Yang Platform, and the surging blood lights were connected together, forming an inexplicable rule.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan closed his hands together and began to quickly pinch the trick, one by one Xuanwen quickly typed, and his mouth was also tightly reciting the Eighty-two Heavenly Soul Condensing Array Battle.

"Woo woo woo ............" between heaven and earth, the ghost cried and howled, the yin wind gusted, Xiao Chen saw this, his eyebrows lit up, a dark light crossed his fingertips, and two drops of essence blood fell into the middle of the ghostly light.

Fu Xi is the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, so Xiao Chen used the blood of the Human Emperor to increase the spiritual power of the remnants, so as to condense the soul of the past.

"Windy, windy, why don't you come back. While playing the Xuan Duel, Fu Xi began to sing the ballad of the hometown of Fu Xi.

The blood lines floating on the yin and yang platform became brighter and brighter, and the wonderful rules seemed to communicate an existence, the heaven and earth were full of gloom, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling echoed throughout the Human Emperor Sect.

At the same time, in the entire human world, the blood rain was misty, as if someone had touched the wrath of the heavens.

Hongjun, who was comprehending the way of heaven in the Jade Void Palace, frowned, and the whole person woke up from his meditation, and after pinching his fingers, he knew the beginning and end of the matter.

"Xiao Chen, Zhuzi, I have violated my Heavenly Dao several times, and I really regard my Heavenly Dao as nothing!"

Hongjun was furious at the moment: with a wave of dust in his hand, the whole person had reached the void of the Human Emperor Sect.

"Xiao Chen, Xuanyuan, who gave you the courage to repeatedly violate my Heavenly Dao laws. ”

With a wave of Hongjun's sleeve robe, a [***] moon fell on the spot, and the whole moon was exactly the Taiyin star in the sky, the cold air * people, and its potential could suppress the supreme saint.

Xiao Chen felt the supreme coercion, frowned, and said to Xuanyuan sideways: "Master, Hongjun Lao'er, let me stop it, you preside over the Eighty-two Heavenly Soul Condensing Array." ”

"Okay, just go and leave it to the teacher here. Xuanyuan knew that he had no chance of winning against Shang Hongjun at all, and only Xiao Chen could compete with this Mixed Yuan Sage.

At the moment, he didn't raise his head and agreed, but his hands were not slow, and he was fighting in an orderly manner, and the eighty-two Heavenly Demon Condensation Array became brighter and brighter, and the blood lines were even rich and oozing blood.

The glow in the white dish also began to condense, and a humanoid embryo faintly appeared.

At this moment, the [***] moon was already roaring, Xiao Chen jumped directly, and the whole person turned into a golden light, directly shattering the [***] month.

"Hongjun, you're really nosy. ”

Xiao Chen held the Bagua Linglong Demon Refining Tower, standing in the sky, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire, and when he reached his realm, killing other saints was like pinching a dog.

Only Hongjun in front of him can make him mention the ** of fighting!

It's just that this kind of gaze fell in Hongjun's eyes, and it became a naked contempt, Hongjun was furious at the moment, and with a flip of his wrist, a jade-colored rockery pressed down on Xiao Chen's head.

"Treasure Cliff!"

Xiao Chen looked at a jade-colored rockery, the size of which was no more than a grinding plate, but the whole body was shining with a jade-colored luster, among which the peaks and plants were delicate, and there was a coercion of the artifact flowing back and forth, which must be the legendary Fenbao Cliff.

It is rumored that the Fenbao Cliff is an innate artifact, and it is also an artifact born naturally from heaven and earth, and the gossip and exquisite demon refining tower like Xiao Chen can only be regarded as an acquired artifact, and the power of the two is somewhat different.

Therefore, Xiao Chen did not dare to slack off at all, and directly played the strongest technique, ten thousand methods returned to the sect, and a round of golden Taiji diagrams was mixed with eighteen battle diagrams, slowly rolling in the palm of his hand like a grinding plate.

The Fenbao Cliff came in an instant, directly smashing Xiao Chen's Taiji Diagram, and bombarding Xiao Chen's chest without changing the trend.

"Ahh

The heavy pressure, and the power of the supreme artifact, directly pierced Xiao Chen's chest, and when Xuanyuan saw this on the Yin Yang Stage, he was in a hurry, but when the soul condensed to the critical moment, he couldn't get out at all.

"Damn, what about the mixed yuan saint, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that he can't do you. ”

Xiao Chen knows the gap between himself and Hongjun, which is not only reflected in his cultivation, but also in the years, Hongjun's years have been estimated to comprehend the way of heaven, and it can be said that his every move is the way of heaven.

And compared with him, he is too much worse after all!

In this case, only with my bloody battle and my supreme spirit can I break through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao.

Xiao Chen looked up to the sky and roared, and the gossip refinement tower in his hand swept out, and the twelve heavens used the treasure cliff as a hood.

"Hongjun, take your life!" Xiao Chen watched the Fenbao Cliff being entangled, and his body moved at the moment, turning into a thunderbolt and escaping into nothingness.