In this world, throughout the ages, there have been many things where grasshoppers shake trees.

There are soldiers who kill generals, subordinates usurp princes, and monks kill stars. Whether these things are successful or not, they have happened in the past.

However, since the beginning of history, no one has ever dared to make a move against the people of the Star Pavilion.

They are the Pavilion of the Stars, the mourners of the Star Death, and they can even be said to be the true masters of this world. No one has ever dared to challenge them, either demon or brute or any living being.

They have seen too many stars high up in the sky on weekdays flattering them and wagging their tails and begging for their lives. But today, they finally saw a different landscape.

It was a knife held aloft. The knife is no more than three feet, the blade is snow-white, reflecting the starlight and moonlight, so bright that people can't open their eyes.

It was like a thunderbolt, and it swung down with a resolute will. It pierced the rich night, and also cut through a world.

Qingluan never thought that one day, there would be such a person who would dare to raise a knife at her. She took the jade flute's hand for a pause, and then she felt the power contained in the sword. Her eyes widened, and a cyan streamer appeared between her and the knife.

Mo Tingyu saw all this in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I heard him shout, and the hand holding the knife pulled back. The knife drew a strange arc against the streamer summoned by Qingluan, and turned its head and slashed towards the sky.

North of Yunzhou, on Tianmen Mountain.

A middle-aged man stood silently on the top of the mountain. He was dressed in a gray cloth coat, and his appearance was not unusual. It's like an ordinary person. But if you look closely, you will find that the stars of Zhou Tian seem to be rotating around the man, like the stars and the moon, and like a hundred birds and a phoenix. He is like the king of this world, heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, sun, moon and stars, all at his disposal.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of stars shot down a silk thread that connected people from all corners of the world. Among them are kings, gurus, and hermits, and they are human, demons, and barbarians. But without exception, they are all star-dead, and they are the most powerful people in this world.

Among these stars, there is one star, which is dark and bright. That star was called Yingfu, and he remembered that this star had only been a star for less than two hundred years, and it was a very young star.

"Unfortunately, you're going to die today. The man looked at the still stubbornly twinkling star and said with pity.

But soon he put away his regrets.

"Huh?" the man sensed something different, and as he looked at it, the clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the grass and trees on the ground were swaying. Everywhere he looked, the beasts were changing, and the ghosts and gods gave way.

Finally, he saw a white light, coming from the north, like a wild beast. It roared, it roared, it tore apart everything that stood in his way, whether it was the mountains of the earth or the stars of the sky.

He came in an instant, lightning past the man's eyes, and ran to the southeast.

For the first time in a millennium, there is something in the world that men have no control over.

Something called anger appeared on the man's face, but he hadn't savored the emotion he hadn't seen since he had been in charge of the Star Pavilion for a thousand years. Something that made him even more irritable happened.

Sizzle.

It was the sound of a line being cut by some sharp object.

He turned his head abruptly and looked to the southeast. That white light cut off the lifeline between Yingfu and the world.

Someone has cut off the lifeline between the Glowing Star and its star! He wants to save the Glow, he wants to change his life against the sky!

A thought crossed the man's mind, and it made him feel as if his brain was about to explode.

His face turned hideous, like some kind of beast.

"You dare!" he roared, his voice like thunder, shocking the Eight Desolations.

Zhou Tian Xingchen seemed to have received some kind of edict, and the starlight was so prosperous that the entire Shenzhou Continent was like daylight. Those starlights seemed to carry some kind of energy, and some extremely small white threads began to appear between the glowing star and the severed lifeline in the world, and these white threads slowly appeared one by one.

He's wielding the power of the stars, and he's going to reconnect the broken lifeline.

Each star is blessed with the power of heaven and earth, and their fate is related to the rise and fall of tens of millions of living beings. The stars of life are connected to the stars, and the stars are connected to all beings. If you control the life and death of the star, you control all living beings in the world, and you control the whole world.

As soon as the lifeline of the star death is broken, it means that the absolute control of the Star Pavilion over the world has been shaken, and this kind of shaking is absolutely not allowed in the man's heart.

The white thread continues to accumulate, and the broken lifeline is about to be connected.

The hideousness on the man's face finally faded away, and he felt his control over the world again. As soon as he thought about it, the power of the darkness would make the world run according to his will. It's a feeling that is simply mesmerizing, and it makes you want to swing it. So anything that dares to hinder his will, will be destroyed.

For example, those stars who once tried to explore the truth of the world, and like the master of the white light.

Qingluan watched all this blankly, watching the sword cut through the sky and easily cut off the lifeline of the glowing star.

She just didn't get it.

She certainly felt the power contained in that slash, but she had also seen more powerful and ancient stars, unwilling to destroy, and had tried to cut off the lifeline, but they all failed. There is cause and effect, fate in the lifeline, and that kind of thing is not something that can be destroyed by pure power.

But the man in front of him, his realm is terrifyingly low, but he can cut off the lifeline. This is something more incredible than the Arabian Nights, but it really happened in front of her eyes, and she had to believe it.

But after the stunned, a burst of joy rose in her heart.

If the lifeline is broken, her sister will not have to die. She had forgotten her love, but the thoughts hidden in her soul told her that she didn't want her sister to die like this.

Even Wutong couldn't imagine the change, she only saw Mo Tingyu's knife pretend to slash down, and then swung the blade into the sky in mid-air. Everything was so electric that she didn't have time to stop it. But the moment the blade disappeared into the sky, she felt the dark aura that had been wrapping around the depths of her soul disappear.

Although she could no longer feel the existence of the star, and her realm fell from the star, the shadow of death also left at the same time. Even a certain shackle that she had been faintly feeling was dissipated, and the heavens and the earth suddenly became clear, and an indescribable feeling lingered in her heart. It seems that at this time, she really felt the world.

"Ahem. Mo listened to the rain panting, sweat soaking his clothes. He was half-kneeling in the snow with his knife in his hand. Blood dripped down the corners of his mouth, and plum blossoms bloomed on the snow.

Wutong and Su Changan hurriedly stepped forward to support Mo Tingyu's body.

Su Changan suddenly remembered that Mo Tingyu had said that once his knife was unsheathed, he would definitely die. He looked at Mo Tingyu now, and the man who was like a god just now seemed to be ten years old in an instant. He felt sad, but he didn't want to show it. He suddenly understood a truth from Mo Tingyu and Wutong. There are so many things in this world that you can't change, no matter how heart-rending you cry or how much you toss and turn. All you can do is face him and face him with a smile. So Su Changan smiled hard, even though the smile was extremely ugly, he still smiled hard.

"Did you succeed?" Mo Tingyu looked at Wutong, his face pale but full of hope.

"Yes. Wutong nodded with teary eyes, and was about to say something. But then the heavens and the earth suddenly trembled, and an edict came overwhelmingly. It comes from all directions, and there is no way to avoid it.

"You dare!" the voice was like thunder, with supreme majesty.

The shadow of death that had just dissipated came back to her mind, and the lifeline of the Death Star was once again connected to her, and although the connection was weak, the connection was growing at a speed that she could feel. A breath of death came from the stars, and her vitality quickly dissipated. In just a few breaths, she became a blank slate again. She couldn't even support her body, and she was about to fall into the snow when she fell down, but she was hugged by Mo Tingyu.

The smile that had just appeared on Mo Tingyu's face disappeared, and he looked up at the sky. There was nothing but a starry patch. But Mo Tingyu seemed to be able to feel something different, and there was a power in the dark that was silent but so powerful that it was suffocating.

From the sun, moon and stars to birds, beasts, plants and trees, it seems that everything in heaven and earth is reflecting with that power at this moment. Together, they exude a will - today the soul of the glow returns to the sea of stars!

There was a sudden throbbing of his sword, as if something was about to pour into his body.

It was a devastating force and a desperate hatred for everything in the world. Mo Tingyu didn't know what it was or why it appeared in his knife, but he knew that once he accepted him, he had the strength to compete with the power in the dark.

But his instinctive resistance, the hatred that the thing carried, made him feel terrified.

As if making an important decision, he took a long breath and put his knife in its scabbard, and for a moment, it was as if he heard something roaring.

Mo Tingyu stood up with difficulty and firmness. He put the weak sycamore in Su Changan's hand, touched Su Changan's head, and then stuffed the knife that finally unsheathed him into Su Changan's arms along with the scabbard, smiled and said, "Take care of her, she is your master." ”

The whole process, every step he did very seriously, very solemn, like some kind of ritual.

"Yes. As if sensing that Mo Tingyu was going to do something very important, Su Changan nodded heavily. He held the sycamore in his right hand, which was a head taller than him, and in his left hand he held the knife that was one size bigger than him. He looked up and looked directly at Mo Tingyu, his eyes shining. He took it as an eternal oath, a promise from one man to another, the trust of one swordsman to another. He engraved it deeply in his heart, and let time pass, but he will never forget it.

After waiting for Su Changan's answer, Mo Tingyu finally let go of his last concerns.

He tilted his head and opened his hands as if to be baptized in some way.

The spiritual power of this heaven and earth is also like being pulled by Mo Tingyu, and Mo Tingyu seems to have become their king at this moment. They converge towards Mo Tingyu, as if they were worshipping their own king.

Mo Tingyu's body slowly rose, and the aura on his body began to rise continuously.

Earth Spirit ......

Heaven listens......

Soul Guard......

Asked......

His realm broke through step by step, and in a few breaths, he broke through three levels in a row, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the peak of the Dao Question. And above the question is the star, now he only needs to communicate with a star, ignite the spark of the life palace, and connect with the star with a lifeline. He is the star.

But this step seems simple, but it is as difficult as the sky. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many days of arrogance and demons have stopped here, and they have died with hatred.

He was able to break through the third level in a few breaths because he had accumulated a lot of experience in ten years. But the road to stardom requires more things, talent, years, and experience are indispensable. Every star is a world, how difficult is it to capture a world? Even if Mo Tingyu is the most talented swordsman of the human race in a hundred years, he can't do it in a short period of time.

But if the star he lit was a dying star, it was a different matter.

Yes, he's going to ignite the dying Glowing Star, if today a star named Glowing Charm is really needed. Then he'll fall instead of her.

Ten years ago, he watched his master return to the sea of stars, and ten years later, he didn't want to see the girl he cared about leave him in the same way again. Even if she killed his master, even if he was the holy daughter of the demon race, he was the mortal enemy of the human race. But he still didn't want to watch her die like that. If there is sin, then he will bear it for her, and if there is hell, then he will fall for her. It's just that ten years later, she can still hold her hands and call him with a smile: "Listen to the rain." ”

Mo Tingyu's body suddenly stretched out a white line that could not be seen with the naked eye. That was his lifeline, which contained his fate, cause and effect, which was something that even Xing Di couldn't control, but Mo Tingyu did it. He's done so many incredible things tonight. This man contains a terrifying power in his body, which can usurp life and change the world.

Mo Tingyu's lifeline began to derive, heading towards the southeast sky, rushing over like a python and a dragon. Thousands of miles away, in a blink of an eye. That lifeline seems to have spirituality, and it is a whip to the lifeline of the glowing star and the sycamore that are being reconnected. That already fragile lifeline collapsed in an instant. Mo Tingyu's lifeline didn't wait for the lifeline stretched out by the glowing star to have any chance to react, turned around and pounced towards the glowing star.

The stars have spirits, and no living creature is willing to die. Mo Tingyu's lifeline carries his vigorous vitality, and for the dying glowing star, it is undoubtedly dry wood meets fire, and dead wood meets nectar. The lifelines of the two soon became entangled.

And Mo Tingyu's vitality was wiped out by the glowing star in just a blink of an eye. His skin slowly withered, his black hair began to turn pale from the roots, and his whole body became droopy and old in a few moments. But I could see that he was very happy, happy like never before. He succeeded, and no matter how many forces in the world he didn't know wanted to take her to death, he finally saved her.

"Play your requiem, it's time for the Glowing Star's heroic soul to return to the sea of stars. He said to Qingluan, who was still in a daze.

Then, he turned his head with difficulty and looked at Su Changan and Wutong, whose face began to be ruddy. He could only hear the voice with his own.

He said, "Live." Live with a smile. ”