Han Shi fell lightly in front of the purple-clothed man like a leaf, and his whole body was scarred and bleeding.

The purple-clothed man showed indifference in his eyes, and his right hand was as fast as lightning, slapping towards the top of Han Shi's head.

Han Shi was powerless, there was no way to avoid it, and all thoughts were lost, but he still kept his eyes open, the only thing he could do now was to be stubborn at the end.

Even if you want to die, you have to see how you died.

Suddenly, the bloodstone on the chest, the surface of the blood faded, once again showing its most ordinary gray, the gray stone slowly floated, as if slow and fast, holding the purple-clothed man's lightning-fast palm.

The man in purple trembled like thunder, and he didn't breathe for a while, as if he was frozen.

The man in purple was still sitting in place, and the murderous intent in his body disappeared at this moment, replaced by confusion and fear, no one knew that at this time, in the sea of consciousness of the man in purple, there was a terrifying wave in front of him, monstrous.

In the endless void, a huge and incomparable stone floated in front of the eyes of the purple-clothed man, unable to see the edge at a glance, emitting a black and white light, and the light was extremely strong.

The size of this stone almost covers the heaven and the earth, and it turns into a vast meaning, so that between the heaven and the earth, no third color is allowed.

Daytime, black ground.

The light slowly converged, and a white figure appeared in the void.

A young man in white clothes and black hair paced over, not hurrying, smiling at the corners of his mouth, his eyes were as bright as cold stars, as if he could see through everything, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, straight into his heart, and the little secrets in the hearts of people in purple clothes were nowhere to hide under this gaze.

In the horror of the man in purple, the young man stretched out his hand slightly, and tapped a finger on the center of the man in purple's eyebrows.

The purple-clothed man's whole body, like a lens falling to the ground, slowly cracked into pieces, which continued to crack and become smaller pieces.

Slowly, the entire body of the purple-clothed man turned into dust in the sky in the continuous shattering.

And then, even the dust shattered again, becoming smaller fragments, until there was no trace left at all, and even half of the dust was gone.

This kind of fragmentation is not only the body, but also the primordial spirit and soul are shattered without a trace.

This is total annihilation, more terrible than death.

What's even more terrifying is that the primordial god of the purple-clothed man was actually separated from a wisp under the finger of the white-clothed young man, imprisoned in the void, and watched his own annihilation.

And it is precisely because this wisp of primordial spirit has not died that the pain of annihilation has been completely borne by him.

This kind of pain is extremely terrifying, the wisp of the primordial spirit of the purple-clothed man, under this pain, has collapsed several times, but under the power of imprisonment, he has never died or died, and he can't even be unconscious.

What the young man in white wants is for the man in purple to bear alive, this kind of pain that even reincarnation cannot erase.

"Condensation"

The white-clothed young man gently shook his right hand, and a large amount of dust appeared from the void, slowly condensing, and closing together.

After a long time, the silhouette of the man in purple reappeared.

After a stick of incense, the man in purple slowly opened his eyes, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and soul, the helplessness of not being able to survive, accompanied by real death, the fear of falling forever.

All of this made the man in purple feel that this young man in white was the master of this world, and his life and death were only between this person's thoughts.

The man in purple was so frightened that his body involuntarily knelt on the ground, and he didn't even dare to look up again.

In his heart, there is only the word fear.

"A thousand years of slavery, give you freedom, if there is a rebellious heart, the form and the spirit will be destroyed. ”

The voice of the young man in white did not carry a trace of fireworks, his eyes seemed to be looking at the man in purple, and as if he was looking at the starry sky in the distance, penetrating countless stars, and falling somewhere in the boundless distance, as if there was a hidden place of his precious thoughts.

The corners of the young man's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled.

It's just that behind this smile, what the purple-clothed man felt was extremely cold arrogance, like the only pine on the top of the ice peak that has not been melted for thousands of years, standing proudly.

Heaven and earth and years were trampled under the feet of that arrogant figure.

"This remnant of mine is about to dissipate, and this is the last thing I will do for you. The young man in white looked at Han Shi, and there was a hint of softness in his eyes.

"The road ahead is up to you, I believe you will definitely come to that world, but I don't know if you can go further than me. ”

"I don't know if you and I will meet again one day, whether you like wine or good tea!"

The gray stone suddenly burst into an extremely bright brilliance, a black and white vortex appeared out of thin air behind the gray stone, the man in purple had already been prepared, and without struggling, he was instantly sucked into the whirlpool, and the five lotus flowers on the ground were also sucked in one by one, and the whirlpool slowly disappeared.

The gray stone is like a full of wine and food, like a drunk man swaying towards Han Shi, imprinted on Han Shi's eyebrows, like boiling water pouring snow, and instantly melted in the center of his eyebrows.

Before Han Shi could come to his senses and understand what had happened in that short moment just now, there was a loud bang like thunder in his mind, which made Han Shi lose consciousness instantly.

The sun rose and the moon set, and before I knew it, it had been three days, and the white mist in the forest had long disappeared with the departure of the purple-clothed man, and a few bold birds fell to the ground happily, bringing some vitality to the dead valley.

Han Shi had a beautiful dream for a long time, in which he became a peerless hero, walking the rivers and lakes with a sword, an invincible martial arts in the world, sweeping away the injustices in the world, and was known as the first chivalrous man in the ages.

In the end, he was admired by all the people, and he returned with beauty, and he was free between the mountains and rivers, and he really did not envy the mandarin ducks and immortals.

The sun was shining straight down from the hole on the top of the mountain, and the dazzling feeling made Han Shi slowly wake up from his dream, rubbed his eyes gently, looked at the empty ground, and didn't ease his mind for a long time, the purple-clothed man and the five green lotuses before, was it also a dream?

Reaching out and touching his chest, the gray stone that had been with him for many years was gone, only the master's jade pendant was still hanging on his neck, and the skin was a thick layer of black dirt, and the smell was disgusting.

Han Shi vaguely felt that this time he not only did not die, but there may also be a creation, and he couldn't realize anything abnormal about himself for a while, so he went out of the mountain and returned along the same path.

The sun was shining along the way, the white fog had disappeared, and the strange scene that could only advance but not retreat before did not appear again, Han Shi couldn't help but feel good, and ran away, away from here.

Half an hour later, the familiar noise came from far and near, a curtain of waterfalls revealed colorful colors in the sun, the damp and warm breath came to the face, Han Shi came to the edge of the pool, a fierce man plunged in, the cool feeling penetrated into the spleen, and all the tension of the past few days was released, he swam around in the pool like a swimming fish, washing away the dirt all over his body.

To Han Shi's surprise, when diving into the water, the maximum time he could hold on was about 100 breaths.

Today, about two hundred breaths have passed, and Han Shi didn't feel any feeling of depression at all, and when he opened his eyes, he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

Han Shi's heart was very curious, he frolicked more happily in the water, and even dived into the depths of the pool, diving to about fifty zhang in one go, Han Shi finally made up his mind, this time he really encountered creation, he can usually dive down more than ten zhang at most, he felt chest tightness and tinnitus, and did not dare to continue.

Settle down in his heart, looking at the dark bottom of the pool below, a bold idea flashed in Han Shi's heart, his hands gently pointed forward, and continued to dive down, about two hundred zhang away, Han Shi finally touched the rock at the bottom of the pool, the bottom of the pool was gray, and the sunlight could not reach such a depth.

In the haze, Han Shi felt a chill in his eyebrows, and he himself suddenly seemed to be divided into countless small Han Shi, scattered in every drop of water at the bottom of the pool.

The bottom of the pond also seemed to suddenly brighten, and even the number of tiny scales on the tail of the small fish could be counted, and every place seemed to slow down, and at this moment, the nearby changes were all under Han Shi's control.

If Xuanyuan Wen knew about this, he would definitely be surprised, although this nascent spiritual sense was extremely weak, but when it appeared in a person who had not cultivated the Dao, he could not feel the slightest flow of Yuan power, which was really something that had never happened in ancient and modern times.

At the bottom of this pool, there is little silt precipitation, but there are a lot of aquatic plants swaying, the bottom of the pool is very broad, far more than the mouth of the pool, Mo is about 100 zhang square, 30 zhang away, a huge black hole is at the bottom of the rock wall, very conspicuous.

Han Shi was alert, and was no longer as unscrupulous as he was on the pond just now, but moved slowly and silently, touching the rock wall from the side and slowly approaching the entrance of the cave.

Han Shi through the pond water for half a day of exploration, has gradually adapted, although not as flexible as the ground, but the eyes can see, the ears can hear, the mouth and nose and even the pores of the body can breathe, the whole person is really as flexible as a swimming fish, close to the black hole, Han Shi quietly lying on the rock wall next to the cave entrance, feeling the nearby water flow.

The flow of water was different from the others, with a slight salty smell, ten breaths spurted outward, and after ten breaths, it poured into the cave, so repeatedly, Han Shi attached his ear to the rock wall, and a faint and almost undetectable thumping sound came from a distance, if it weren't for Han Shi's creation and ear power soared, he would have been unaware.

The sound was dull and powerful, like a heartbeat, without any interruption, feeling the punctual change of water flow in this ten breaths, Han Shi's heart moved slightly, and he had a plan at the moment.

This is similar to how much air is swallowed when people breathe, and the water flow has a slightly fishy smell, Han Shi's mind is clear, and he has a conclusion in his heart, his face is still calm, but the whole person is completely like a stone, motionless.

Han Shi lay quietly at the entrance of the cave for a while, without any abnormal movement, feeling that the water flow at the entrance of the cave was still the same, without the slightest disorder, his heart was a little calm, and he returned extremely carefully along the way he came, until he was more than thirty zhang away from the entrance of the cave, he turned around and looked at the black hole.