It's hard to say.

What is the value of life?

Because people are not objects, countless price tags are affixed with clear codes.

The world's judgment of the value of others is often determined by comparison with another person.

When the Chi Chief stood in front of Yougen, he compared himself with Yougen.

He felt that there was a root more important than him, so he did not hesitate.

The purple flame eroded through the barbarian's body and crawled all over the barbarian's body.

Flesh and blood, burned by the flames.

The bones, which are much harder than ordinary people, "squeak" in the flames.

The scorching Gangyuan tore apart every blood vessel and every inch of viscera under the bones.

Time is very short, but it feels like a long time to have roots.

Walk?

Where to go?

In my heart, apart from grief and sorrow, there is only hesitation and hesitation.

Inside the dantian, the six golden qi seas that had been re-lit had shrunk to the size of six cherry cores when they had a root to resist the sword array.

The sea of qi has disappeared.

Only the remaining six Qi Gathering Particles hovered in the pitch-black dantian as if they were stationary.

The Gangyuan that has been cultivated in the body has been exhausted.

In the face of the ninety-seven Void Cultivators, what to take?

With legs?

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he suddenly wanted to laugh, but tears welled up in his eyes.

"Poof!"

The Chieftain's body, like a raw eggshell struck on a solid rock, shattered into countless pieces under the gaze of Yougen.

In the burst purple pillar of fire, the long sword covered with Zi Yuan slowly pulled away, and finally flew back into the sky.

There was a root on his knees, looking at the sword flying into the sky. The look on his face was a little numb and sluggish.

He could no longer think, the only blank space in his mind was his eyes, and his eyes were extremely pale because they had lost their lustre.

"Boom" "Boom!" "Boom!" ......

Ninety-six flying swords, hovering in the air above Yougen's head.

The sword shadow is sufficient, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

The huge pressure that fell from the sky shrouded Yougen's body.

Yougen didn't move, completely ignoring the flying sword above his head.

His eyes were always fixed on him.

"Why, exactly?"

Hegemony. Of course there will be sacrifices.

Although he has been prepared for a long time, he has roots at this time, but he can't do it like iron.

Would you rather be responsible for the world?

Then why weep in the face of the death of a companion?

You have lost all the people of the world, but some people do not want to bear you.

In the face of such hopeful cruelty, can you be calm?

Can you have peace of mind?

Can it be afforded?

Tears, which were already scarce, crawled all over the cheeks with roots.

"Buzz~!"

The cold silver light covered the surface of the broadsword covered with maroon rust.

The continuous sound rang in Yougen's ears.

Broadsword. A huge force suddenly arose, and he actually pulled up his roots.

In the end, the tip of the broadsword pointed to the sky full of sword shadows.

And also.

"And. ”

Yougen raised his head. Looking at the sword that pointed at the sky, trembling endlessly.

With a look of annoyance on his face, he let go of the hilt of his sword, but the hilt of the broadsword seemed to be glued to the palm of his hand. Pulled the skin from the palms of his hands.

The tip of the sword, still pointing at the sky.

"And, what do you mean?"

Arigen asked softly. The corners of his mouth were pulled up, revealing a bitter smile.

He really, really, was desperate.

He really, powerlessly fought again.

Ninety-six flying swords, almost at the same time, fell together.

The next moment, the sword that was originally falling extremely fast suddenly slowed down in Yougen's eyes.

Time, at that moment, seemed to stop.

The whole world seemed to have stopped.

Countless lights and shadows appeared in the rooted eyes, and quickly faded.

Then, the whole world was also shrouded in darkness.

This is?

The broadsword in his hand stopped trembling.

The buzzing sound is still there.

Yougen looked in shock as he looked in front of him, enveloping all the darkness.

Before he could reach out and explore the darkness in front of him, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him that was getting closer and clearer.

He searched for the sound, turned his head in surprise, and looked behind him.

A man suddenly appeared in the darkness without light.

The man was dressed in brownish-yellow linen clothes, which were made of rough material and covered with colorful patches.

The man was a burly man, and wore a hat draped over his head draped in black tulle and woven with strips.

The man walked over to Yougen's side.

Because he was obscured by a black veil, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he knew that the man was also looking at him.

"You, you are?"

Yougen's face was full of doubt, and he stretched out his right hand to the person beside him.

"How?"

Responding to the voice of the roots and its hoarseness, it seems to contain the vicissitudes of ancient times.

"Who am I?"

"Important to you?"

Hearing this, Yougen pursed his lips slightly, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly laughed.

He turned his head with a smile on his face and looked down at the darkness in front of him.

"Where is this?"

"This place. ”

The man in the hat also turned his head.

He deliberately accentuated his tone and replied, "You should be more familiar than me." ”

Hearing this, Yougen frowned slightly.

He was silent for a moment and said, "Is that you?"

"Did you bring me here?"

Hearing this, the man in the hat shook his head.

"Although, it does have some external forces. ”

"But actually, you're going to come here sooner or later. ”

"Because you have caused all this. ”

Hearing this, Yougen's brows furrowed even deeper.

"I don't understand. ”

"You are, what do you mean?"

"I don't understand, it's best. ”

The man turned around, faced Yougen, and said very calmly: "I see, everything will become blurred." ”

"I just, wanted to ask you. ”

"Now, do you need strength?"

Hearing this, Yougen pursed his lips slightly.

He hesitated a little and said softly, "Strength, that kind of power?"

"Are you the devil? or God?"

"I'm not going to sell anything, though. ”

"Huh. ”

Under the black tulle, a hoarse laugh was heard.

"If there is gain, there must be pay. ”

"But you don't have to give anything to get power?"

"Strength doesn't need to be given by others. ”

"Think about it, if you still want to live, look for a way to continue living. ”

Not a reason, not an excuse.

Is it dependent?

What can I rely on?

The whole face of the root was wrinkled together.

Inexplicable words.

Inexplicable people.

Yougen turned his head again and looked at the person beside him.

He swallowed the spit in his mouth and asked two nonsense sentences that should not have been repeated.

"Who are you?"

"Here, where is it?"

Hearing this, the man with the hat raised his hand and lifted the black tulle, revealing his face hidden under the tulle.

"This is your own territory. ”

"And I, on the other hand, can be anyone. ”

It's still dark.

Yougen could see it clearly, hidden under the black veil, a familiar and unfamiliar face.

That face is Liu Heng's face. (To be continued......)

PS: Hmm.

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