100,000 mountains, ancient witch ruins.

This piece of land that was once beautiful and beautiful, and is rare to see in this world's fierce place, is now a mess, full of traces after the war, and even the shocking waterfall has been destroyed by the mountain and cut off, and those Wu houses full of foreign customs have long been turned into ruins, and they can no longer see their original appearance.

There was a dead silence all around, only the ruins of broken walls, and countless tragic limbs and broken arms, so broken that they were unrecognizable corpses piled up everywhere, the earth had completely turned into a deep black after the blood had dried up, and the air was filled with a strong fishy smell that could not be washed away even by the wind and rain, like a lifeless ghost, the once beautiful valley had become a terrible place like Senluo Purgatory, and the tragic desolate aura exuded here, even those demon beasts and mountain spirits who were dormant in the depths of the mountains did not dare to approach.

Yun Tianfeng stumbled and walked blankly all the way in the mountains and forests, and before he knew it, even he didn't realize it, but went back to this valley where he was once born and died with everyone.

Looking at the terrible scene in front of him, smelling the foul smell of the unbreathable air, his face turned slightly pale, and his eyes seemed to be a little dull.

He stood in a daze among the corpses of the mountain, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky, but he saw that on the vast firmament, even the clouds seemed to be dyed red by the blood-red miasma.

The rain hit him, and it was indescribably cold.

These demon clan murderers who once commanded the wind and rain are now just turned into dry bones, falling in this barren mountain place, waiting for the ruthless corruption of time.

He watched in silence, stunned.

In the end, people can only become such a handful of ashes without any feeling, fighting and fighting, why bother?

However, isn't his whole life all about fighting?

He looked at the Qingyang Immortal Sword that was hanging low in his hand and shone with a faint luster, this master's relict sword.

He looked at the sky blankly, his lips moved, as if he wanted to shout something, but after all, no sound came out!

At this moment, there was a sudden groan of pain in the distance, Yun Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, looked over, and the direction in which the sound came from was the mountain that was leveled by the new generation of Tianjiao in Shu Mountain with the supreme true law.

He walked slowly to the place where only a deep crater remained, where a blackened man, whose face could no longer be seen, struggled to get up, but seemed to be so badly injured that he could not get up and fell again.

He looked at this person silently, but he recognized that this man who had long been unable to see the shining and dazzling silver hair was none other than the Barbarian Demon Ancestor who was defeated by the Lord of the Mercy Star Hall of the Binglan Cloud Pavilion, and was finally defeated by Huang Bingli with a divine sword and thunder.

But I didn't expect that this person would survive in such a situation, and this Taoism is really shocking.

The demon also seemed to have noticed this righteous young man, and he smiled weakly, and after falling to the ground again, he finally stopped getting up, and lay down and looked up at the young man who was standing on the edge of the pit.

The two looked at each other, both silent.

Yun Tianfeng looked at this person, for some reason his mind suddenly drifted a little, this demon ancestor who seems to be unbeatable in the world, after the scenery, he just ended up like this, his master ran for the "Tianyuan Divine Pill" all his life, and finally he became a sacrificial pill, the most ironic thing is that he buried himself with his favorite apprentice, Master when he accepted himself to get started, did he ever think that there would be such a day?

As soon as he thought of this, his eyes suddenly reflected a strange light, like ghostly fire, without the slightest emotion that a human being should have, only endless despair and incomprehension of the heavens.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a lot, providence made people, and when he came back to his senses, he had already embarked on a road of no return that could not turn back, but could only move forward.

"Why is this happening? Why does God treat me like this? Does he think that my Dao heart is not firm enough? I have been extremely talented since I was a child, but I have produced a Murong Longyou, I am kind, but I killed the teacher with my own hands, I have paid so much price and I am still so humble, why is this? What is my Dao?"

The glint in his eyes faded, and there was such a dim night in the sky, and after a moment of silence, he smiled a little nervously.

The demon demon looked at the young man's expression and sneered: "Why, aren't the righteous path disciples all Dao clear and clear-minded, I look at your appearance, even the demon is not as good!"

Yun Tianfeng's body shook for a moment, he looked at this dying murderer with some disgust, and with some difficulty raised the Qingyang Immortal Sword in his hand that he didn't dare to face it, the ghost looked at him coldly, without the slightest fear, his eyes were still so unruly, but there seemed to be a faint sense of relief in his expression.

Yun Tianfeng looked at him for a long time, slowly put down the fairy sword in his hand, and suddenly laughed wildly: "It's a hundred when you're dead, you think it's beautiful, I just don't do it, at least there are people in the world who are generally better than death!"

The ghost was dumbfounded for a while, looking at this young man who looked like a mad man who was confused for a long time, his eyes flashed with an unspeakable light, and he didn't know what to think, he suddenly coughed violently, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, but his mouth was sneering, and his face was proud:" I have never been so weak as I am now, but I have never understood myself like this, I have been ghostly all my life, just to stick to the promise of my ancestors, I dare not forget in life, and I have no regrets in death, even if my hands are full of blood, everyone will be punished, and I have a clear conscience, such feelings, how can you be compared with this waste that you don't even dare to face?"

Yun Tianfeng was stunned, obviously he didn't expect such a peerless murderer to say such a thing.

Is he a waste man who doesn't even dare to face himself?

The ghostly words, like thousands of needles, penetrated deep into his heart, a gust of cold wind hit, Yun Tianfeng's body stiffened slightly, and even the long sword in his hand was released and inserted into the ground, he lowered his head with difficulty, looked at his hands, and suddenly knelt on the ground weakly, muttering to himself, the hair floating on his forehead was like a lifeless wild grass swaying with the wind in winter, and his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"I kept running away, thinking that I would wake up from a nightmare, but I knew it wasn't a dream. ”

"On the long sand, I was faced with the most difficult choice of my life, but I didn't have much time to think about it, so I made a choice because I was afraid of death. ”

"I used the secret trick I learned to control the treasure and personally sent the master to a dead end, even though he was insulted and begged in every way before he died, I still didn't look back. ”

"I was in pain at the time, and even since then I have been living in pain and struggle, but I don't regret it, the road is ruthless, one thought is benevolent, one thought becomes a demon, to put it bluntly, it's that simple. ”

He laughed stupidly, his white smile was so strange that even he didn't know why he would tell this supposedly incompatible demon that he had always hidden in his heart the ugliest and unknown side.

"I've lived my life and fought all my life. ”

"In Kunlun, I have to fight, fight for the attention of others, fight for the eyes that were taken away from me, fight for that breath, although no one has ever known, but I have always been fighting, on the Qingyun Palace, I did not hesitate to die to Mingzhi, to fight for the scenery, to fight for the master's Taoist inheritance, to fight for the recognition of my uncles for my future inheritance of Zicui Palace, I thought this was enough...... You're right, I've been running away all the time, not daring to face my own heart, until Lin Chen stood in front of me again, so indifferent and indifferent, so indescribable confidence and calmness, I knew that all the sins and despair were fought for by myself. ”

"It's better not to fight...... It's better not to fight, but if I don't fight, what can I do? What can I do to change my fate? I really don't want my life to pass like this......"

Yun Tianfeng laughed silently, his face became more and more pale and tired, holding the Qingyang Immortal Sword in one hand, he was unable to stand up, and dragged the sword of the master in a daze, and turned away.

But he didn't stand firm, and fell heavily to the ground again, he pounded the ground beside him angrily, and no one saw it, a cool tear, silently melted into the wind.

The demon looked at this dejected righteous disciple in silence.

"You are afraid of death, you are afraid that no one will pay attention to you, you are afraid of being ridiculed, you are afraid that you will sink into the devil's way, you are afraid that others will say that you are afraid, in the final analysis, you are just a small person, compared with that young man, the gap between you before is too big, with your consciousness, it is not enough, you still don't understand, you don't understand where the gap with him is, if you don't understand, you will never understand, this is the sorrow of ants. ”

The ghost said lightly, sighing secretly in his heart, thinking that the young man named Lin Chen in the mouth of this Kunlun kid was the one who almost left him with a sword that day, even the nine-tailed sky fox valued him so much, how many such people can be found in the world?

Yun Tianfeng's body stiffened slightly.

"I'm just a useless person, what's the matter, it's better than you lying on the ground waiting to die!" he was silent for a moment, then laughed maniacally.

The ghost looked at him, his face was expressionless, but his eyes flashed with a strange light, he looked at him silently for a long time, and suddenly said calmly in a very slow and indifferent tone: "What if I can change your fate?

A bolt of lightning spread through the air, brightening up the entire sky.

Yun Tianfeng Huo Ran raised his head, looking at the faintly bright sky in an instant, his face was changing, a little hideous, a little indifferent, a little confused.

Is it true that if you choose any direction, you will lead to the same fate?

He thought in a daze, and slowly, clenched his fists.

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Maybe when everyone was born, he thought that this world existed for him alone, and when he found out that he was wrong, everything was different.

This is fate.