The scariest thing about the darkness is that you never know exactly what's inside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

That fear of the unknown is deeply rooted in the heart of every living being. Fear will incarnate all the terrible things you can imagine and can't imagine to invade you, pull you into the abyss of invincibility, eternal life, and no turning over.

Shen Lian can see the subtlety, but he can't guess the specifics in the dark, but he has no fear, let alone other emotions, and his mind is not a calm lake that can stir the wind ~ waves, but it is like thousands of years of cold ice, without the slightest change.

The cold heart can cut through all obstacles at any time and destroy all obstacles to the path of seeking the Tao. There was a resoluteness in his heart that he had never felt in this life, and nothing in the world could stop his cold and fearless Dao heart.

This time, he is no longer trying to be a challenger, but a great Taoist who has truly ascended to the top of the world, who clearly understands himself, and will not be shaken by the fact that his life is about to disappear at any time like a candle.

He grasped the present, and grasped that the best moment of life is the present.

The intense essence of life no longer has any reservations, and the light of the light has finally turned into a river of life that is more brilliant than Xinghan.

The darkness shattered, the sea died, and a cave finally appeared in front of it, the door of the cave was tightly closed, and ten words were written on it'Lingtai Fangcun Mountain Leaning Moon Three-Star Cave'.

The river of life that Shen Lian had transformed did not hesitate at all, surging into the cave door, like a flood bursting out, the essence of life poured out, and the cave door was slammed open, and it went straight into the depths of the cave sky.

The cave sky is unimaginably wide, countless pearl palace shells, quiet rooms and secluded dwellings flashed in Shen Lian's perception one by one, and the distant avenue Xuanyin resounded in the cave sky without hesitation, each Xuanyin is a subtle and exquisite Taoist condensation, there are thousands of such Xuanyin, constituting countless supernatural powers.

Even though Taiwei Pavilion has a green Xuan Wan year heritage, it is still insignificant compared to the Dao techniques and supernatural powers contained in the Xuanyin of the Great Dao in the Cave Heaven.

This was just Shen Lian's feeling for a moment, and soon he re-transformed his form, a yaotai in front of him stood silently, Yan Xuan stood on it in a moon-white robe, separated by countless avenues of mystery, Dao arts, the eyes of the two met, there was no other thought, just wanted to kill each other and occupy all the mysteries of the cave.

The grievances and grievances of the past, the cause and effect from Qing Xuan, all dissipated in the deep gaze of the two like clouds.

Yan Xu, with a smile, the moon-white robe floated without wind, as if it was about to sweep the heavens and the earth.

He stretched out his fist, as if he could punch Tianye out of a hole, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Shen Lian.

This punch passed through the space and condensed the time, and it was unavoidable.

Shen Lian's Dao Heart, which was harder than King Kong, was not disturbed in the slightest, and as soon as he grabbed it, countless Dao Xuanyin was like dust in his hand, and with a slight wave, there was a divine power river that directly hit the punch of the Heavenly Jedi of Shangyanxu.

The raging fire covered the fist, the lightning roared, shaking all the void, and the invisible power spread from all directions, and the cave heaven did not show the slightest sign of shattering except for the scattered qi inside.

The sturdiness of the space here is beyond imagination.

The fist shattered, and twelve demon gods of different forms were born, all of them stood up to the sky, and in front of them, Shen Lian was as small as dust.

The power of countless violent demon gods rained down like the Milky Way falling into the Nine Heavens.

A faint sword groan was born, and the violent attack like a tsunami in the mountain roared and disappeared in the sword groan. It is impossible to describe Shen Lian's swordsmanship at the pinnacle of the world, every thrust is so faithful, and it is easy to defeat the strength.

He was long and jade, as if he did not eat the fireworks of the world, and laughed silently, as if he was ridiculing the demon god in front of him for his brute strength.

Yan Xuan stepped into the middle of the demon god, and the twelve demon gods drilled into his body one by one, making his originally handsome body become extremely majestic, with bulging muscles and knotted meridians, as if countless black ropes were twisted with each other.

And his face was handsome, like a marble carving, a straight body, more straight than a javelin, a burly body, full of explosive power.

At this time, he is no longer the demon lord of the world, and has become a great demon king who can destroy the world, exuding an ancient and terrifying strong momentum, boundless, traversing the past and the present.

A scimitar is like an eyebrow, small and delicate, held in his hand, forming a strange contrast, but it is also integrated, and there is no disharmony to be found.

Yan Xuan still looked at Shen Lian unfazedly, looking condescendingly, and said slowly: "Shen Lian, I will remember you, remember your past, remember your mystery, and remember everything that is new in the depths of your mind." ”

Shen Lian raised his head and looked at Yan Xu, who was full of momentum, one of the most outstanding figures in this world throughout the ages, the only demon lord in the world who could be his opponent.

But his heart didn't have any superfluous emotions, as if the next step was not the battle of enlightenment, but a casual conversation with people.

He wanted to smile gently, but the indifference and silence on his face lingered, and a light voice floated out, "From now on, everything that is false will be history." ”

Yan was noncommittal, and said: "This knife is called 'Hongchen', also known as 'sentient beings'. ”

Yan Xu's knife had already been sent out before he could speak, and in Shen Lian's eyes, the strength of this knife had become countless tangible or invisible silk threads, enveloping the entire cave sky, forming a sky net that could not be struggled out, negligent but not leaky.

Because the source of the net is not only the sword of Yanxu, but also the resentment of all sentient beings, the chaos of red dust, and the demonic obstacles of Shen Lian's own self.

The power of this sword is definitely not devastating, but it expounds all the subtleties of his Heavenly Demon Magic Method in one sword.

In front of this knife, Shen Lian's proud unmoved heart actually throbbed at all.

After all, it is the heart, how can it not move, such a thought flashed in Shen Lian's heart. This thought for a lifetime means that he has been invaded by his own demonic barrier, and his Dao heart, which is as cold as ice, has been shaken.

His heart was about to surge~ out of the subtlety of 'Shangqing Lingbao naturally locks his heart and calms his mind', but it came to an abrupt end.

The big net wrapped Shen Lian inch by inch, making the light of his life wear away little by little, and every time his heart throbbed, he was cut off by the net wire, and there was no pain, only gradual decay and countless times the fear that was magnified.

Countless silk nets wrapped Shen Lian, forming a huge black cocoon, making it difficult for Shen Lian to even swing his sword.

The red dust is in distress, and the boundless beings are all the source of the power of the black cocoon, and the Shen Lian who has broken through the decisive Dao heart has been suppressed like this, and he can't resist at all.

Unless he surrenders his throbbing heart, and is disturbed by the red dust of suffering and the minds of boundless beings, he locks his mind and mind again.

(To be continued.) )