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"Yijian, eternal reincarnation. ”

A line of abyss, Taiyuan City.

All the monks heard the sound of great and real panic in their ears, and they all stopped their movements, and looked up, only to see that the whole heaven and earth had changed color, and at the end of the distant sky, the deep and distant sky was torn apart by something inexplicable, and black clouds gushed out, and the black clouds surged wildly, faintly forming a sword-shaped, entwined with blood-red lightning, and slashed down with terrifying might.

"That's?"

Taiyuan City is boiling at this moment, climbing the wall and climbing the wall, the imperial weapon of the imperial weapon, all looking for a high place to overlook, Taiyuan City is on higher ground, at the most central point of the abyss, and it is also the highest point, it is a scene that shocks the soul and falls on their eyes, becoming their memory, unforgettable and amazing.

It was a contest between pure supernatural powers and supernatural powers, in their eyes, under the black clouds, were two deities that would be behemoths if viewed closely, and there were many monks who cultivated external appearances, such as the way of the ancient Buddhist sect, such as the long-lost Faxiang sect of Shenzhou, and some fundamental inheritances of the demon sect.

There are many types, and so on.

It's because he can't tell what kind of foreign appearance he is.

However, despite the terrifying appearance, he couldn't resist the black clouds, maybe it was a ten-thousandth of an instant, or maybe it was an eternal age, and the demon beast mountain range between Taiyuan City and the first-line abyss river domain suddenly cracked.

It was so abrupt that it made all the monks rub their eyes constantly, and it was still a hallucination, but no, there was indeed a terrifying crack in the Demon Beast Mountain Range, just like the crack when Xiao Nanli slashed the world into five states with a sword.

At this time, there was finally a vibration under his feet, and there was also a violent sound of "boom" in his ears, and many monks who were weaker in cultivation couldn't help but faint under such violent spiritual pressure.

In a trance, the sky gradually calmed down, and under the sky, the amazing black cloud sword was also covered by the smoke and dust in the sky, and no one knew what the result was.

At this time, no one dared to go so desperately, although the cultivation resources left by a great cultivator were enough for them to squander for more than ten years.

......

Su Fu ran in the dark, there was a dark black curtain on the left and near, the sky seemed to be rendered by thick ink, they were silent, Su Fu had to run by himself, making them look as if they were moving, although he was tired from running, he still didn't want to stop, and then he realized that he also minded being lonely.

Yes, he knew it was called loneliness.

The longer he lives, the more hardships he suffers due to the loss of cultivation, the deeper the resentment will be, the Dao heart will inevitably be stained with dust, and the dirt will blind the self, like a chronic poison.

The longer he ran in this long dark corridor, the more tired he became, and the more tired he became, the more he wanted to run, as if to stop, and he would be swallowed up by this darkness.

"Su Fu can't die, unless I die!"

In the lonely darkness, there was a flat but decisive voice, a voice that made Su Fu feel very cordial and warm.

Su Fu slowly stopped, his eyes had a faint light, staring at the darkness around him, the darkness like thick ink suddenly shattered, as if there were countless flying swords flying, and a personal name welled up in his mind.

"Shi Tai, Long Yinyao, Long Yinsheng, Ji Xuanqing, Xiao Wuji, Huang Ziyun, Xi'er ......"

Su Fu entered the Tao, and as time went by, the first person he saw in Jianzhai was Shi Tai, and he also saved his life, and he appeared in his mind first.

He saw Shi Tai sitting cross-legged with a flat smile on his face, and said plain words: "Su Fu can't die, unless I die!"

"Why can't I die? Senior Brother Shi? I'm ...... Yes, I was attacked by a real person, and my brother saved me...... Senior Brother ......"

Su Fu opened his eyes suddenly, but his brain was dizzy, there was excessive blood loss, and there was also a heavy injury to the body, and at this time, the dull pain from the soul was no longer able to be suppressed by medicine, and the pain that usually made him crazy, but now he didn't seem to feel it, he settled down, and then he felt that Tsing Yi was lying on his side, although he was unconscious, his breath was even, and he was obviously fine.

"Senior brother?"

Su Fu picked up the fallen long sword, used its station, struggled to stand up, raised his eyes and looked around, the collision aura of the supernatural power and the supernatural power was a lot, and he recognized the direction very clearly, gritted his teeth, regardless of the injury, and limped forward with the sword.

Shi Tai's battle with the demonic man did not last long, with the degree of Tsing Yi, she had not yet arrived at Tiangong Mountain, and because she was close, the aftermath shocked her.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Guan Yushi, who calculated the three people in Tsing Yi, has never appeared, obviously already aware of the real human domain, and ran back to the city in fright.

In the real world, the potential of a real person is almost the universal norm in the world, and there are ants under the real person, which has long been deeply imprinted in the souls of all monks.

Su Fu finally returned to the battlefield, and the towering ancient forest had already turned into dust, replaced by a deep pit, in front of the deep pit, there was a shocking crack, the crack led to the first line of abyss waters, visible to the naked eye, is rising black smoke, which is very eye-catching, a sign of earth fire.

That is to say, Shi Tai's sword slashed the earth, although it is not as terrifying as Xiao Nanli's sword, but it has its own fragrance, you must know that his cultivation is not even in the Xuanzhen realm, but an ant in the eyes of real people.

Su Fu finally appeared Shi Tai, which was the center point of a deep pit hundreds of zhang in a radius, a man in blue brocade sat cross-legged with his back to him, his hair was a little scattered, there was a breeze blowing, and wisps of black that were unfettered fluttered slightly.

"Senior brother!"

Su Fu's face showed joy, and he staggered away, but the hole was much steeper than he imagined, and if he was not careful, he fell to the ground, and he simply rolled down with a grunt.

When he reached the bottom of the pit, he reluctantly got up, ignoring the dust on his body, staggered and came to Shi Tai's side, only to see his eyes closed.

Su Fu grinned: "Senior brother, you ...... How can you be here?"

Although he was laughing, his eyes were moist, and two lines of tears slipped uncontrollably, he knelt down in front of Shi Tai, smiling nonstop: "How can this cheap life be worthy of such a ...... senior brother?"

Shi Tai finally opened his eyes, but there was nothing in his pupils, it was a real void, there was no whites of the eyes, no pupils, no objects, not even reflections.

He slowly stretched out his arm, gently patted Su Fu's shoulder twice, and said flatly: "Don't hate Jian Zhai." ”

"Don't hate!"

Su Fu shook his head, trying to keep a smile on his face, and asked, "Senior brother, I have two questions, is it the living who is important, or the dead are important, is it the Jian Zhai that is important, or the Jian Zhai disciples are important?"

Shi Tai couldn't speak anymore.

After being silent for a long time, Su Fu reached out and wanted to close his eyes, but the moment he touched it, Shi Tai's whole person turned into dust.

Su Fu maintained this movement for a long, long time, like a lifeless statue.