Gu Ziyao didn't pin his hopes on the spirit beast leather armor, of course he knew that before such a precious blade, the spirit beast leather armor was useless, he took this sword with the stupid idea of death......

The moment the green sword body pierced through his body, he didn't feel much pain, but the pain in his heart made him unable to resist!

His eyes were still locked on his cheeks, he didn't cry, but his face was full of tears!

Chu Peiwen kicked Gu Ziyao over, and the green sword pointed directly at Gu Ziyao and said, "Boy, where is your majesty that day? Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Gu Ziyao said: "Yes, today I, Gu Ziyao, am showing my true face, and you are all optimistic, the end of showing your true face is that Gu is in such a situation today......" Gu Ziyao spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at the depressed eyes as if unwilling, helpless, and bitter...... Then the whole body darkened and stopped breathing.

Mukong is really humane: "This son has strange fighting skills, and he hurts my Shushan spirit beast, and privately takes my spiritual vein spiritual power, there must be a mystery on his body, not to mention that there is already a mark of this person on the spiritual vein at this time, and he must find a way to erase it." Bring his body back first, and then I will slowly refine it and come up with a way to erase the mark. ”

Everyone should have lifted Gu Ziyao's body and embarked on the mountain road back to the sect, along the way, Chu Peiwen laughed and felt relieved; Mukong Zhenren had been thinking about something, perhaps planning how to erase the mark on the spiritual vein; the disciples were silent; only Yu Yan was worried, looking at Gu Ziyao's corpse from time to time, and the indescribable feeling in his heart was full of contradictions...... He thought to himself: "How can I feel sorry for this dared, I shouldn't have done it, I should have put away this evil thought." ”

The night swallows up the clouds of dusk, leaving a black and blue scene in the sky. When the sky is dark, a black blue comes into view, the autumn wind blows, sighs remember, the mountain wind blows, and the trees are ...... The elusive desolation......

The drizzle of rain drifted in the mountains, as if to comfort the young soul, combing his vision for the future, the joy of life, the fear of death, the love for relatives, the sorrow of parting, sometimes gathering and sometimes sparse, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, the sound of ups and downs, lingering in the pouring rain. Pain and joy, dreams and reality, are all intertwined in this smoke-like fog, spinning, harmonious, galloping, radiating, and flying. The rain has become a wet, and the tears have become a vast expanse......

The hazy night, the trickling rain, is no longer a romantic lyric poem, the joy of the past has long been moldy, rotten, diffused into a kind of wet discomfort, infiltrated into a bitter helplessness, poured to the bottom of the heart. In the lamentation of the rain, in the sorrow of tears, the color is gone, the fragrance is scattered, and the soul is lost.

On the path in front of the mountain gate, there is a bleak figure, the clear crane stands in the team, at this time can no longer see the smile like a flower, can not hear the melody like silver, only the incense burning at the hall of Shu Mountain, curling Nana, soaring clouds and mist, drifting into the immortals, disappearing between the clouds and clouds at the same time also gloomy the bright scenery, indifferent to the brilliant starlight.

Everything was cleaned up, and Gu Ziyao's body was placed in a side room of the Shushan faction, lying there quietly like a sleeping baby, untouched by the dust of this world......

At this time, no one knew how sorry and resentful the old man of the dead wood in Gu Ziyao's consciousness was, and frequently scolded angrily: "This kid is too emotional, he has done such an extraordinary thing for the sake of emotion, his heart is too far away, and there will be greater obstacles on the road to cultivation in the future......

A ray of light flashed at the center of Gu Ziyao's eyebrows, and the old man of the dead wood used his soul spiritual power to urge the true qi lotus seed that had just taken shape at Gu Ziyao's dantian, and on the other hand, he restrained Gu Ziyao's soul and prevented it from dissipating, and finally poured spiritual power into the wounded part of Gu Ziyao's abdomen, repairing the damaged body with a miraculous healing technique. It's just that the new flesh in the mended place has this blood-red indescribable horror - as if it were a demon! Yes, it was like a demonic body embedded in the human body.

Layers of black blood mist appeared around Gu Ziyao's body, and the sound of beeping like a rebirth lingered.

Finally, Gu Ziyao's dantian qi began to work, and the soul began to gather and gradually regain consciousness, and a slight breath came out of his nasal cavity......

The old man of the dead wood had already exerted the power of his soul to the extreme at this time, and his divine sense had begun to blur, and he said helplessly: "The old man has done his best, and the rest depends on your own creation, and I won't be with you for a long time, or I will never be able to appear in your divine consciousness!"

Gu Ziyao's vague consciousness appeared in the gradually steaming black blood mist, he thought of his parents, his childhood playmates, the former Gu Jiabao, Qi Yunzong, the dead wood master, Yu Yan, and he remembered that he was dead......

So where am I? The dead are lying quietly like this?

Gu Ziyao's mind gradually condensed, and she found that her body was very different from before, especially the nascent muscles in her abdomen, which seemed to contain some kind of manic power, but it was not induced. And what surprised him, frightened and even sad the most was that he couldn't feel the existence of the old man of the dead wood, no matter how he called in his consciousness, the old man of the dead wood no longer talked.

It's just that when Gu Ziyao's heart was swept away, he heard the entrustment left to him when the old man of the dead wood was dying: "Ziyao, for the sake of the teacher, in order to bring you back to life this time, I have lost most of my soul and spiritual power, I am afraid that I will not be able to continue to walk with you, you must remember not to be emotional in the future, because of small losses! The identity of the teacher and the chance of rekindling the soul are very slim, unless you have the opportunity to open up your spatial control ability in the future, on another continent, there is a "Blood Demon Palace" When you get there, you only need to perform the Blood Demon Slash that was taught to you before, and someone will tell you the identity and experience of the teacher. If there is no such opportunity, the teacher will die out within nine years, you don't have to be sad, you are fortunate to receive you, a stubborn and affectionate good disciple, in the future, think more about the road, act calmly, and immediately decide not to be a woman's kindness. Then came the kindly laughter of the old man .......

Gu Ziyao listened, her heart was like a knife, and the acquaintance, acquaintance, and teaching of the old man of the dead wood were vivid, and her ignorance, growth and experience were all from the old man's companionship and support. I think of the old man who once taught himself: "When you first come to the world, you are crying, and those who love you are laughing, and at the end of life, you are laughing, and those who love you are crying." Back and forth, crying and laughing, life goes by like this. ”

Gu Ziyao regretted everything she had done emotionally, at least because of Master Deadwood.

At this time, Gu Ziyao changed his mind, and what ignited in his heart was a monstrous anger, he began to hate this seemingly fair Dao realm, began to hate the Shushan faction that brought him great pain and grievances, and began to hate everyone who had made him fall to such a point......

The more hatred Gu Ziyao had, the more manic the flesh and blood in his abdomen became, and that kind of churning made his eyes red at this time, his muscles and bones skyrocketed, his heart was full of evil thoughts, and he spit out the word "kill!" viciously in his mouth.

At this moment, Mukong Zhenren packed up his Danfang and sent his disciples to take Gu Ziyao's body.

As soon as the four young monks who had cultivated in the middle stage of foundation building entered the door, they saw Gu Ziyao's blood-red eyes staring at them with blood, this person seemed to have doubled in size than before, and smiled at himself with naked muscles......

A few people were so frightened that they forgot to scream, and they were stunned and couldn't slow down.

Gu Ziyao rose up, broke her tendons and bones, and her hands were in the air, and Kaka poofed...... With a few sounds, the heads of the four monks were crushed to pieces, and a red blood mist splattered all over the side room.

Gu Ziyao strode out, his face was still so angry, he met a middle-aged monk head-on, he didn't match his words, his broken muscles and bones went straight into the middle-aged monk's heart, and when the bloody hand was pulled out of the man's chest, he held a heart that had already failed, and Gu Ziyao's palm crushed it!

This scene made the monks who rushed over when they heard the sound stunned, they couldn't believe that Gu Ziyao had come back from the dead, and they were even more stunned by the ruthless methods in front of them.

Gu Ziyao continued to step up, as if he didn't see anyone blocking the way, the broken muscles and bones of the hand waved, the move was killed, the monks in front of him were all flesh and blood, the more Gu Ziyao thought about Enshi, the more resentful this Shushan faction that repaid grievances with virtue.

The wanton brutality of killing alarmed all the monks of the Shushan faction, and they came one after another. Seeing this, Gu Ziyao did not add a trace of fear, and used the cloud climbing, stealth technique, and broken tendons and bones at the same time, and the gods did not rush to kill, but the blood mist of killing was pervasive, and the people were panicked.

When Chu Peiwen heard the news, he was already stunned by the scene in front of him. This...... Is this still Gu Ziyao? This ...... Was this a human being? While he was stunned, some monks shouted at him, "Senior Brother Chu, just wait for you to come and save us, and kill this murderous demon quickly." We've all seen your Hantan's method of assassinating him, ...... Don't hesitate!"

Chu Peiwen secretly complained, where was his superb means in the battle of Hantan, and he didn't rely on divine weapons, it was really Gu Ziyao who killed himself, he knew this better than anyone else, but now all the brothers were watching, and he had to reluctantly fight.

Chu Peiwen didn't talk, he raised his sword and slashed. Gu Ziyao saw that it was Chu Peiwen, and she was even more irritable, and grabbed Chu Peiwen's sword with her hand, grabbed the sword in her hand with a bang, and broke it violently......

Chu Peiwen's frightened hairs stood on end, and he turned around and ran away. Gu Ziyao threw out a spirit rune with his left hand and hit Chu Peiwen's left leg, and it exploded, Chu Peiwen's left leg was blurred with flesh and blood, and he fell to the ground with a stumble, Gu Ziyao couldn't say anything, stepped forward and stood up with his right hand like a knife, and slashed directly at Chu Peiwen's Tianling Gai......

I only heard a loud cry like a silver bell: "Stop......." ”

Gu Ziyao didn't need to look up to know that it must be Yu Yan, but he still turned his gaze, only to see that Yu Yan was still so graceful and dressed in a short dress, which just added a little heroism.

Gu Ziyao said slowly and in a deep voice: "Today, Gu is no longer the person who came from the cyclamen that day!"

Chu Peiwen thought that Yu Yan's words would allow him to pick up a small life, but who knew that this kid surnamed Gu was demonic today, and he would have to put himself to death depending on the situation. As long as you close your eyes and wait for the call of death......

Gu Ziyao was just about to approach Chu Peiwen when a strong palm wind struck......