The Xuanhuang Zhixia that was embedded with some kind of heaven and earth power suddenly fell, and it hit Xue Zhen's blood-red crystal pill in an instant, and the fluttering fan light sound next to Xue Zhen, when a magic trick fell in, a touch of mystery, revealing some kind of mysterious qi instantly turned into a cloud, and it was wrapped on Xue Zhen's blood-red crystal pill at once, and the Xuanhuang glow covered and fell, Xue Zhen felt a light feeling, snorted lightly, and then fell into some kind of fantasy dream.

On a green earth, the grass is lush and the sky is lush, the blue sky and sky are refreshing, and a somewhat blurry figure gradually emerges, there is Xue Zhen's shadow in this figure, but it is not the same, soon, this figure looks around, but there is nothing else here except the blue sky and green grass.

"This is the realm of demons!"

This light and vague shadow whispered, obviously, this shadow is Xue Zhen, Xue Zhen's shadow looked around, but he couldn't find any figure, but it was just a few breaths, one after another, the voices of the personnel, the voices of the personnel appeared, and in an instant, Xue Zhen's ears heard the endless voices of the personnel, this voice, the language they talked about, was actually the kind of habitual language that he had been in contact with before.

Xue Zhen didn't feel that his body trembled, but the conversation of these people was just a short conversation among ordinary parents, or some trivial matters of cultivation, and it was impossible to stir Xue Zhen's mind at all, but at this moment, Xue Zhen snorted softly and said:

"Could it be...... Do you want Xue to re-experience ......"

This short self-talk was not completely over, but Xue Zhen found that on this large area of green grass, gray shadows flashed, and a light wind seemed to appear in front of him, and then blew from behind, when Xue Zhen secretly thought, the strange image changed again.

It was only half a moment's work, Xue Zhen's body was actually hit by someone, his body was knocked to the side suddenly, and the figures that gradually condensed, and the figures of men and women crowded around Xue Zhen in an instant, reaching all aspects in the line of sight.

Pedestrians coming and going appeared in all directions of Xue Zhen, and Xue Zhen was also bumped into by several slightly hurried figures, these people didn't seem to know Xue Zhen one by one, and they couldn't see Xue Zhen's appearance, Xue Zhen unconsciously flashed a bitterness in his heart.

However, this continuous sea of people almost overturned on this large grassland, and it looked impermeable, but the next moment appeared, Xue Zhen's heart seemed to be stabbed again.

I saw a series of flywheels flashing in the blue sky out of nowhere, with a rapid sound of breaking through the air, I saw these flywheels one by one all spread in the large blue sky, high-speed rotation, high-speed back and forth, but none of them collided, as if it was artificially active control, which made Xue Zhen's heart like a knife, pumping and pumping, the previous scene, the scene that he didn't want to touch seemed to be about to be re-staged here, again.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh......"

The continuous high-speed flywheel was gradually depressed, and the walking crowd immediately made a mess, each holding their heads and running around, but everywhere the flywheel passed, the blood mist flew and blood splattered.

Where can they escape?

Faced with this kind of scene, Xue Zhen's heart ached, but he actually gave birth to a little anger, at this moment, he turned over and jumped up suddenly, at this time, he suddenly had an extra sword and a spear in his hand, the purple Xuan sword and purple red spear that had already been detonated by him in the tribulation.

At this time, Xue Zhen couldn't care so much, he jumped up lightly, and rushed to the nearest sharp flying wheel, and the purple Xuan sword in his hand slashed violently, such a sharp flying wheel was cut into two under the wiping of the purple arc, and it was cut off and died without a sound.

Xue Zhen didn't hesitate at all, his body spread, he flew away again, rushed to the second sharp flywheel, raised his sword in his hand, and slashed one again.

However, these rapidly turning flywheels are overwhelming, and only a very small part of what Xue Zhen can destroy is still raging, and most of the rest are still raging, still killing the flat-headed people who screamed screaming below, even though there are some low-level monks, but under these strong attacks, they seem insignificant, that is, more than a dozen breaths, Xue Zhen swept his eyes, the original underground green grassland, now corpses are everywhere, and blood is flowing like a river, but there are still countless remnants of the people who were slaughtered by the flywheel under his nose.

At this time, this vague figure, Xue Zhen roared in pain with a cry of sorrow, his eyes were shining a little bit, flashing with a different light, telling about the injustice in this world, and also telling about his own incompetence, but all in vain, one qiē stopped, and one qiē also stopped under the waist of the last low-level monk who followed, and those sharp flying wheels still turned sharply, but they remained in place, as if they could no longer find any creatures for them to kill, and it seemed to be laughing at Xue Zhen.

"Why! Why torture me like this! Why ......"

Facing the remains of a real corpse below, obviously powerless to return to the sky, a tear crystal dripped, Xue Zhen cried, at such a moment he screamed hoarsely, the world in his eyes should not be like this, even if it was a cruel reality, for him in the past, what he chose was to escape, or maybe to hide in the boulder under the city again, and he would not show up for a long time.

Finally, he got the strength, got a little bit of power, the last experience can be said to have died once, he really doesn't know where this justice in his mind is, is his choice, his own independent perception wrong, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, so he chooses to escape again.

"Why! Why ......"

has been muttering and shouting weakly, the purple and red spear in Xue Zhen's hand fell out of his hand, and the purple Xuan sword was also loosened by him, and the double treasure slowly fell and disappeared, but Xue Zhen hid his face and cried at this time, that kind of silent and weak sobbing, trembling lightly, Xue Zhen also curled up his body and shrunk into a ball, he didn't know where he should go, whether it was at this time or later, Xue Zhen fell into painful torment.

At this time, in this endless sea of corpses and blood, a certain voice sounded, a voice that could go straight to the heart, a voice that could shock the heart, a sound that could clear the troubles, but unfortunately, this sound fell into Xue Zhen's ears, but there was no stay, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the sound just floated by, and it couldn't affect Xue Zhen at all, and Xue Zhen also fell into some kind of addiction.