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Subsequently, no matter how Qiu Long persuaded him, Lu Jiang was indifferent, and it didn't take long for Qiu Long to roar wildly in Lu Jiang's spiritual sea, and before facing death, even a top powerhouse like Qiu Long could not keep his heart like water.

He has spent a long time, and to some extent reached the peak of cultivation, because of the first battle, he was on the verge of death, he used the secret technique of the Qiu Long clan to survive until now, but he didn't expect that because of Lu Jiang, he would enter a desperate situation again, which made the dragon almost go berserk, he roared for a long time, and said sharply: "You'd better cut yourself off, otherwise, I swear to smash your spiritual sea to the death, and make you completely a waste!"

Lu Jiang was indifferent, he lay on the stone steps, looking at the sky, his eyes were full of memories, the corners of his mouth sometimes flashed a knowing smile, sometimes he showed remorse, and there was a pain and longing in it.

Time passed quietly, Qiu Long was already impatient, on the verge of going berserk, he bloomed supreme might, and wanted to break Lu Jiang's spiritual sea, but just when he was about to attack, a huge magic hand directly grabbed Qiu Long's neck, making him unable to move, the violent Qiu Long was horrified, he turned his head violently, and the dragon stared at the pitch-black villain who had been sitting beside him, his eyes were full of disbelief.

As for the person sitting next to him, he had already felt that Qiu Long originally thought that this was Lu Jiang's primordial spirit, although he was surprised, he didn't think much about it, after all, Lu Jiang's strength was in front of him, but what he didn't expect was that at this time, this seemingly weird villain actually gave Qiu Long a sense of shock, as if, as long as this demon hand moved slightly, he could completely wipe himself out.

"There is no second time!" The dark eyes of the human demon surged with surging demonic intent, and his words were cold, and then, he withdrew his right hand and closed his eyes again.

Qiu Long looked at the human demon in a daze, all this made him feel like a dream, his mind was still blank at this time, with his experience, he couldn't see through this villain, and what made him even more unbelievable was how a small spirit of the Spirit Realm could have such a powerful primordial god??

No, this son has not yet entered the realm of transforming gods, that is to say, he has no primordial god at all, so how can this villain explain? Why doesn't he have a spirit pill? The more Qiu Long thought about it, the more frightened he became, I have to say that he only thought that Lu Jiang was just a small spirit of the Yun Spirit Realm, so he didn't think much about it, let alone check it more, but at this time, Lu Jiang's weirdness made Qiu Long's heart tremble.

This villain is the primordial god of this son? No, how can there be such a terrifying primordial god in the world? Moreover, this son is only in the realm of the aggregate body, how can he cultivate the primordial god? But if this is not the primordial god of this son, then it means that this son... There is no elixir??Qiu Long swept through Lu Jiang's entire spiritual sea, and after making sure that Lu Jiang did not have an elixir, Qiu Long suddenly had a thought in his mind, and his eyes flashed with shock.

"It's not like this son doesn't have a elixir... Instead, the elixir is integrated into the body??"

"Wait!!!......! How could it be? How could a low-level spiritual warrior possess that supreme magic technique??" Qiu Long's heart had already set off a storm, and after he glanced at the human demon with fear, his eyes flickered, and he didn't say more, for some reason, at this moment, he actually felt that Lu Jiang might be able to walk out of the mountain, although the chance was very slim.

Qiu Long's sudden silence did not attract Lu Jiang's thoughts, or rather, Lu Jiang did not perceive the undercurrent in the spiritual sea at all, immersed in the happy time when he was with his parents in his childhood, Lu Jiang couldn't extricate himself, many times, people are like this, only when they lose, they will wake up and know how to cherish, people are like this, and Lu Jiang is like this.

In the following days, Qiu Long seemed to have entered a deep sleep, and he never roared in the spiritual sea again, but he opened his eyes from time to time, which means that he is almost living like a year at this time, once Lu Jiang dies on this stone step, instead of self-destruction, then, anything on Lu Jiang's body will return to chaos in an instant, and he Qiu Long is no exception, which is why he desperately wants Lu Jiang to cut himself off.

With the presence of people and demons, Qiu Long did not dare to be presumptuous, he could only wait quietly, his life and death were all tied to Lu Jiang, although this feeling made him very unhappy, but he was helpless.

When he was only twenty years away from Lu Jiang's limit, Lu Jiang woke up from his memories, he was just waiting for death at this time, but his inner desire made him not really disheartened, at this time, he was still thinking about how to leave the mountain, as for the great creation of climbing the Heavenly Mountain, he had already seen it very lightly, after all, what could be more important than life?

"Since someone can pass, there is a way, but I haven't found that method yet!!" Lu Jiang said secretly in his heart, and then, he spoke: "Senior, I don't know how those gods passed this level?

"No!" the dragon's words rang out, and there was no longer any contempt in his words.

Lu Jiang sighed slightly, Lu Jiang did not show any restlessness about the desperate situation he was about to face, after all, he had experienced silence, struggle, discouragement, and hysteria in despair, and in the process, his state of mind was sublimated.

In the following days, Lu Jiang didn't try to comprehend the power on the stone steps, he just sat quietly on the stone steps, as if he was reminiscing, thinking, and as if he was simply waiting for death.

Time is like a song, in the past 100 years, Lu Jiang has experienced too much, and he is no longer the original him.

When he was only ten years away from the limit, Lu Jiang's dragon scales began to fall off, revealing his old body, full of gray hair, snow-white long beard, dense wrinkles on his face, covered with age spots, and a look of old age, as if he was infinitely close to death, but his heart was still struggling to support, in this "old age", Lu Jiang was like an old man, immersed in the past, feeling the ups and downs of life.

Not only Lu Jiang, but also in the other five directions on the stone steps, the Yin Yang Holy Son, Jun Yao, Zhutian, Wang Lin, and the young man all stepped into the last years of the wind and candle, and they were tormented by despair, washing away their former vigor and arrogance, and some were numb and disheartened.

Perhaps, life is just like this, everything is empty.

When Lu Jiang was only seven years away from the limit, Wang Lin, who was sitting on the other side, his limit had arrived, he was too old to speak, his cloudy eyes were staring ahead, his shriveled lips lifted a smile of relief, he slowly closed his eyes, and his body disappeared on the stone steps, becoming a corpse outside the mountain.

Wang Lin, the innate Dao body that excited the Heavenly Fortune Sect at the beginning, went through his short but brilliant life.

He has been brilliant, proud of all the disciples of the Tianyun Sect, he has the resources that countless disciples dream of cultivating, he also lived up to his expectations, became the Tianyun Sect Tianjiao, originally, he should have a legendary life, one day, he can be famous Dao Yuantian, Gu Xiantian, he can stand on the top of the Gu Immortal Heaven, he can look down on thousands of living beings, he can use his life to write his own glory, but after all, he can't survive the Tianshan Mountain.

Perhaps, as Qiu Long said, there are countless Tianjiao like Wang Lin who died on the mountain, and perhaps, any corpse outside the mountain has his own legend and a past that can be sung and cried, but what are these counts? There is no life, everything, just an illusion, that's all.

When they were only three years away from the Lujiang limit, the Yin Yang Holy Son and Jun Yao chose to cut themselves off, either they were unwilling to face the impending old death, perhaps, they still retained their arrogance in the end, perhaps, they wanted to control their own destiny for the last time in the last time, they chose to break themselves, and their bodies disappeared on the stone steps.

Feeling that death was getting closer and closer, Lu Jiang raised his head with difficulty, he was too old and had no more power to dominate his body, he looked to both sides, and saw that the Yin Yang Holy Son had disappeared, Lu Jiang's eyes did not have any fluctuations, he was not happy, perhaps, at this moment, any hatred was wiped out by despair, and Lu Jiang did not sigh, because the fate of the Yin Yang Holy Son was his end.

When he was only a month away from the Lujiang limit, he died on the stone steps day by day, and his body became a corpse outside the mountain, and all the glory and pride that belonged to him disappeared.

At this time, only Lu Jiang and the young man of unknown origin were still struggling to insist, saying that they were waiting for death, but it was better for them to be unwilling and unwilling to leave.

When there were only three days before the limit, Lu Jiang raised his head for the last time, he already felt a wonderful force devouring his vitality, there was no pain in his cloudy eyes, only tears, at this moment, Lu Jiang did not have any terror in his heart, and even, he felt relieved, perhaps, all this was a dream for him, but the end of his life may be when he woke up from a dream.

"Dad...... Mother...... I'm sorry, Xiao Jiang... I can't get back to you... around. Lu Jiang muttered with all his strength, at this moment, Lu Jiang's face was full of red light, and he had lost his previous dead air, as if he had regained his life.

At this moment, Lu Jiang felt that his life was passing quickly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Are you going to die?" Lu Jiang muttered in his heart.

"Do you know that your parents are waiting for you to go back?" When Lu Jiang's mind dissipated, a strange word suddenly sounded in Lu Jiang's mind, making Lu Jiang, who was almost about to lose his mind, tremble violently, and an urgent desire to survive was like a flash flood.

If anyone can see the fire of life of everyone, they will inevitably find that the fire of life of Lu Jiang is almost infinitely close to extinguishing, and only a little spark remains, but this little spark is like eternity in endless death!